Green Mountain
Chapter 377 - 308, Move a Big Mountain

Chapter 377: 308, Move a Big Mountain

In the dark Imperial Prison, the sounds of interrogation from Pipa Hall had long ceased. Jiao Tu hurriedly locked Chen Ji in the cell next to Mr. Feng and rushed off to "solve the case."

Mr. Feng stood by the iron bars, smiling through the wall, and said, "Jiao Tu deliberately brought Xuan Snake and Treasure Monkey to be your enemies. She was worried you all wouldn’t become rivals; she even fanned Hai Dongqing, under Xuan Snake’s command, for your sake just now. Although she wanted to interrogate you, once Hai Dongqing sees there are no torture marks on you, she will understand everything and might take you as Jiao Tu’s informant... Be careful, she’s more cunning than Yun Yang."

Chen Ji leaned against the iron bars and said, "Too bad Jiao Tu and Yun Yang aren’t like Mr. Feng. They only see what’s in front of them and can’t think that far. When no one can solve the case, she’ll happily go to solve it and take credit, drawing attention from Xuan Snake and Treasure Monkey."

Mr. Feng said with interest, "Want to be the one holding the chess piece?"

Chen Ji replied earnestly, "I’m learning."

Mr. Feng asked, "Since you went through the trouble to get in, tell me, what do you want to ask?"

Chen Ji sat at the base of the wall of the cell next to Mr. Feng’s, adjusting to a more comfortable position, and Mr. Feng slowly sat down as well.

The two sat as if back to back, separated by a wall, with nothing else around them.

Chen Ji asked with a firm voice, "Under Bai Long’s mask, how many people are there?"

Mr. Feng heard Chen Ji’s question and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Jumping right to the most critical secrets, don’t you want to lay some groundwork first?"

Chen Ji seriously repeated his question, "Under Bai Long’s mask, how many people are there?"

Mr. Feng jokingly counted on his fingers, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."

Chen Ji was shocked, that many?

Mr. Feng seemed to see Chen Ji’s expression through the wall, he laughed heartily, "It’s actually not that complicated. In the 9th year of Jianing, the zodiac first had the title Bai Long, and that was the first Bai Long. But this Bai Long later had more important matters, so I took the mask and became the second. Now I must also leave, so there is a third. We never existed at the same time, each had their own era, each with their own mission."

Chen Ji rapidly pondered Mr. Feng’s words.

The first Bai Long is still alive, but for some reason, had to take off the mask to do other things.

What could be the reason?

To wander to another land? Or perhaps gain a higher status? Or maybe something went wrong with his cultivation path?

Since the 9th year of Jianing, as long as the mask is there, Bai Long exists. Other zodiac signs come and go, Ye Yang died and Yun Yang replaced, Jiao Tu died and was replaced by Jiao Tu, only the name Bai Long will never change.

Chen Ji asked in confusion, "Who’s the current Bai Long?"

Mr. Feng said with interest, "Why are you asking this?"

Chen Ji said seriously, "I made a deal with ’Bai Long’ before; I help Bai Long with his matters, and Bai Long helps me save someone. Now that it’s a new person, is this promise still valid?"

Mr. Feng oh-ed, "So you’re worried about that... There’s no need to worry, the promise is still valid, and he is more trustworthy than I am. This new Bai Long is more upright than I am, so here’s a piece of advice for you: if you can trust one person in this Ritual Supervision from now on, it would be him."

Chen Ji’s pupils contracted slightly.

The new Bai Long, could actually be the only person he can trust in the Spy Department? Is Mr. Feng telling the truth or lies?

Mr. Feng didn’t intend to continue with this topic, nonchalantly saying, "I’ll give you two more questions, as a parting gift. Don’t waste it on questions you already know the answer to."

In the long corridor of the Imperial Prison, Chen Ji looked up at the top of the cell and swallowed back the question on his lips.

He contemplated long over what he most wanted to ask, while Mr. Feng did not rush him, humming an unknown tune through his nose and tapping his fingers on his knee.

After a long deliberation, Chen Ji finally asked, "What did my master go to the North for, and is there any danger?"

Mr. Feng curiously asked, "With such a rare opportunity, don’t you want to ask about things related to yourself? Your master has already gone to the Jing Dynasty, you might never have the chance to meet him again in this life, why bother?"

Chen Ji repeated once again, "What did my master go to the North for, and is there any danger?"

Mr. Feng sighed, "Your master... went to kill for you."

Chen Ji was taken aback, "Kill? Kill who?"

Mr. Feng explained, "Your master’s affairs are not for me to casually meddle in. He only mentioned in passing before leaving, there is a great mountain in your cultivation path you cannot overcome alone. As your master, he feels guilty for not having paid much attention to you, so he went to find a way to remove that mountain for you."

Chen Ji jumped up in surprise.

A great mountain in the cultivation path?

Currently, only Old Yao knows that Chen Ji is cultivating in the Sword Seed Path; not even Mr. Feng knows who Old Yao is going to kill.

Only three people are known in the Sword Seed Path: one is Chen Ji, the second is someone the Jing Dynasty Military Intelligence Department has been searching for years without success, and the third is Lu Yang, the tallest mountain in the minds of all Executive Officers in the world.

Chen Ji’s voice was hoarse, "Does my master have any assurance?"

Mr. Feng lazily replied, "No assurance. But as long as he can seriously injure the opponent and hold him off for three years for you, that can be considered an acceptable outcome."

The sharp-tongued little old man always claimed there shouldn’t be a master-disciple bond, but he had the warmest heart.

Seeing Chen Ji silent, Mr. Feng urged, "Alright, ask your last question."

After pondering for a moment, Chen Ji asked in one breath, "Mr. Feng, surely you won’t really be beheaded and displayed this time, so what will you do after faking your death and escaping?"