This Heavenly Fool Scripture really does have endless marvelous uses... Ding Songyan asked no further questions, leaving them for next time.
He and Bai Qilin were not close enough yet for a deeper conversation.
When they reached Golden Pool Lake, the three parted ways, and Ding Songyan returned to Huaiyuan Street.
Although the Ghost-Wyrm Path traitor had used this area as a trap to lure He Jianyun in and kill him, and ordinarily would not remain somewhere dangerous but would certainly change hiding places, Ding Songyan thought of how audacious the man was. He could not rule out the possibility that the traitor would do the opposite, exploiting the darkness beneath the lamp and continuing to hole up in the same streets and alleys.
Huaiyuan, East Town, and Shuning Streets, along with the alleys connecting them, contained numerous workshops and crowds of people, with fish and dragons mingling together. Even with the Hundun State and Candle Eyes and Star Pupils, and after walking through the entire area, Ding Songyan failed to find the slightest trace.
After the Severance of Heaven and Earth, human effort still has its limits. I can only wait to see whether Lay Buddhist Little Zhang finds anything and what word he sends back... Ding Songyan exhaled and headed back toward Prince Kang's Residence.
As he passed South-Pacifying Street, he immediately spotted Twelfth Madam Luo sitting by the roadside, wearing a patterned headscarf and a dark red short jacket. A basket of goods sat before her: shuttlecocks made from pheasant feathers, woven hair ornaments, little tigers and other stuffed toys made from fabric scraps, and wooden and bamboo swords whittled smooth and even...
"Going cheap, going cheap! Pick any two for seven copper coins!"
Twelfth Madam Luo called out a few times, then began munching on a