The "dinner party" to catch the wind and wash away the dust is in Qianlongguan Manor.

It was called a "dinner party". In fact, Fatty Luo cooked by himself and made some simple home-cooked dishes. There was nothing grand about it. As he said... this was his personal "banquet to wash away the dust."

There are no outsiders.

After the banquet.

"Fat man... there is something, please take a look."

Gu Nanfeng took out a small part from his arms and slowly twisted it with two fingers to show it.

This is a very tiny part. Just looking at the outline, someone who has not been devoted to mechanical research for many years... can't tell where it is used.

"Earthworm Parts."

Fatty Luo recognized it at a glance and immediately frowned, "Young Master... have you met Earthworm?"

"I encountered this on the way here. This earthworm tried to attack me and was crushed by me." Gu Nanfeng said calmly: "Although I set out secretly, I still didn't hide it from them. This way back, there were

'Wind Eye', with 'Earthworm' underneath... It seems that many people in Nagano are paying attention to my movements."

"No...no..."

Luo Yu fell into deep thought after hearing this. After a moment, he shook his head, "If it was the New School guys who did it...how could they use a detector like the 'Earthworm' to attack you? They should be eager for the Earthworm to hide away.

deep."

Things like earthworms can penetrate hundreds of meters underground.

Exploring the underground is something Lanqi is not good at.

Gu Nanfeng narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Fatty Luo said sternly: "Young Master, in my opinion, this is not like an attack... more like a reminder. Maybe I want to remind you that someone in Nagano City has been paying attention to you, and more than you think."

Earlier, even earlier."

It makes no sense to use earthworms to raise their heads.

"No one can stop you from coming back." Fatty Luo said slowly: "So... before the official move is made, the new faction will not show their cards, not even one."

Gu Nanfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Fat man, I came back this time... for the sake of legal matters."

In front of Gu Shen and Lu Nanjin, Gu Nanfeng did not hide anything and went straight to the point.

"You also know about the apostles. Dadu has officially opposed the law... I think Nagano also needs to express his position. Regarding the matter of the law, Nagano needs to talk to Dadu."

Fatty Luo was startled.

He picked up a dish with chopsticks and said: "Eat first...eat first..."

"Did I say it too directly?"

Gu Nanfeng looked directly into Luo Yu's eyes and said: "But the matter of law is a matter of burning concern and cannot be delayed for a moment. The old man did not see me immediately when he came back from this trip, but sent you here like this

As soon as it comes out...what does this mean?"

"It's not that the old man doesn't want to come, it's just that something is really busy and he can't get away..."

Fatty Luo had no choice but to apologize and said with a smile: "And young master, you also know that after leaving Nagano for eight years, you have to be in charge of the law when you come back... Although you are the future head of the family appointed by the guardian of the tomb, there is no such reason..."

Gu Nanfeng continued to stare into Luo Yu's evasive eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you just say... that the old man has been looking forward to my return?"

"Yes...but..."

Fatty Luo let out a long sigh, "He hopes that you will come back in peace, not to cause trouble. Eight years ago, we had a fierce fight, but now we all take a step back, and we can be considered peaceful. Peace... is not easy."

At this point...it is very clear.

Gu Nanfeng understood.

Gu Shen and Lu Nanjin looked at each other and understood.

Relying on the influence of [Qing Tomb] and Gu Changzhi's legacy, the old faction still has huge power, but they seem to have fallen into decline now and do not want to compete for more.

Gu Nanfeng is indeed the future head of the Gu family in name only.

But this name, compared to real power, is more like a "crown of nothingness" perched on a castle in the air.

The people of the old school gathered around this crown, which was equivalent to guarding the morality they believed in... The guardians in the Qing Tomb were Gu Changzhi's messenger, and they naturally had to follow his decreed will, so when the struggle was at its most intense, they

He sent Gu Nanfeng to Beizhou without hesitation just to protect his own morality.

But now...the struggle is over.

It’s not just the new faction that doesn’t want to see Gu Changzhi return to Nagano.

Those who once held the crown did not want to see the return of this "future head of the family".

This is a very chilling...fact.

"No wonder."

Gu Nanfeng's face showed no reaction, it was still calm, "No wonder, it's only you."

Earthworm, wind pupil.

Nagano didn't know how many people were staring at him...but when he came back, the only one who came to greet him was Fatty Luo.

Fatty Luo was a little embarrassed.

He spoke with difficulty and said: "The old man has already convinced the other side about the law... He neither opposes nor supports it. I'm here to inform you today... Young Master, don't mention it again when you see him tomorrow.

."

This is the reason why Nagano declared neutrality... Gu Shen listened silently on the sidelines, thoughtful in his heart. That mysterious "old man", Gu Nanfeng's uncle, should be the current power-gatherer of the old school.

It is not easy to get the new faction, which is radically promoting the situation, to give up speaking out on legal matters.

"Young Master, you must stay calm..."

Fatty Luo gritted his teeth and said: "I have been away for eight years. When I come back this time, no matter what I have to do, there must be a process..."

Gu Nanfeng twirled the wine glass and took a slow sip.

He just narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

Luo Yu no longer spoke, but observed words and expressions with a cautious expression, waiting for a response.

When the atmosphere is solemn.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Report..."

The sound has not yet reached the ground.

Fatty Luo stood up, walked to the door, lowered his voice and said angrily: "Get out of here! Where did you come from..."

His voice also stopped suddenly——

It was his own men who were escorting the ghost of the tomb, and they arrived late.

Xing Yun, who was finally carried here after being blown by the cold wind and fainted by the car, looked up at the tall and angry figure in front of him, his face full of grievance, grief and anger, but in the end he silently reached out and wiped the spittle from his face.

"unlucky……"

Fatty Luo whispered: "Take him away and arrange a place to live nearby... Don't let him live here, it will ruin the feng shui."

Tsukauki: "???"

"Let him in-"

After taking a sip of wine, Gu Nanfeng said softly: "He is my guest."

"In the past few days, I have arranged for him to live with me. We will eat, drink, live and travel together. He will go wherever I go."

…

…

The banquet to welcome the wind and wash away the dust ended somewhat unpleasantly.

Return to Chunyu Temple.

Gu Shen immediately immersed himself in the spiritual connection.

"Swish, swish, swish."

Gu Shen's figure slowly condensed in the carriages of the Lingling train traveling in the dark night.

Opposite him.

It was Chu Ling who was sitting cross-legged on a chair, reading a book upright.

"Although I have known for a long time that...the trip to Nagano will not be so smooth."

Gu Shen stretched his muscles and slowly exhaled a sigh of relief, "But the problem in Fagu is more troublesome than imagined. Even with Gu Nanfeng's help, Nagano still doesn't want to talk to Dadu."

Chu Ling, who was sitting opposite, said something that surprised Gu Shen.

"New and old are actually both old."

"Revolving around Qingzhong and the life and death of Mr. Gu Changzhi... what they did was actually for themselves. Whether they were conservative and stubborn, or radical changes... the ultimate interests fell on the Gu family represented by themselves.
To be continued...