"Is this… a dream??"
Lu Chen's breathing quickened as Jiang Hong'e twisted around on his body. She laid on Lu Chen's body and bit him. She opened her mouth and bit Lu Chen's mouth. Lu Chen blinked.
Jiang Hong'e suddenly turned into Fang Yuqi.
The fragrance of spring wafted. She held it in her hand.
At this moment, an extremely strong suction force suddenly came from the other party's mouth. Lu Chen's blood instantly surged, and the blood in his entire body seemed to boil, wanting to spew out of his mouth.
"No… No…"
Lu Chen finally realized that something was wrong. He wanted to break free, but Fang Yuqi bit his mouth tightly. She did not relent and absorbed it crazily.
"Here… here you go!" Lu Chen gritted his teeth. He could no longer feel any ripples. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of Pure Yang Breath that surged out and entered the other party's mouth.
"Ahhhh!" The other party screamed and flew out of Lu Chen's body. It revealed its original form in midair and turned into a twisted black shadow. The black shadow had hands and feet. It had no face or eyes. It opened its mouth and let out a miserable wail. Fiery cracks appeared all over its body.
It was as if lava was about to spew out. Then, with a bang, it exploded into pieces.
"Hu hu~"
Lu Chen panted heavily and opened his mouth to inhale. The breath of pure yang returned to his mouth, but there was only half of it left. Before he could feel pity, a glowing figure condensed in midair.
It was a pretty nun.
Tears streamed down her face. She was crying and laughing at the same time. She bowed to Lu Chen and opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out. In the blink of an eye, she turned into a rain of light.
It faded away.
"It's the Ghost Retribution again… Yuanzhen really deserves to die!" Lu Chen gnashed his teeth in anger and fear. If he had not cultivated the Eternal Youth Technique and had strong control over his body, his Qi and blood would have left his body when the ghost took the first sip.
He would completely turn into a dried corpse. It was too dangerous! It was too terrifying! Now that he thought about it, he was still terrified.
Still, he felt… quite good.
Lu Chen could not help but recall the scene just now. Jiang Hong'e and Fang Yuqi. One was curvy and the other was welcoming. He touched his mouth and realized that it was covered in blood. His lower lip had been bitten by a ghost.
Fortunately, the injury was not serious. He picked up the cold tea on the table and rinsed his mouth. Lu Chen muttered indignantly, "My first kiss is gone…"
At the thought of that ghost, Lu Chen felt upset. That pretty nun was also a victim. She must have been cast by Yuanzhen's evil spell [Ghost Retribution] and thought of ways to turn into a ghost. Fortunately, he killed it with a breath of pure Yang energy.
It could also be considered as helping her to escape. However, he did not gain nothing. He reached out and tapped the light screen in front of him.
"Open!"
[Eternal Youth Technique Upgrade Conditions]:
[1: Practice for three days (1/3, unachieved!)]
[2: Three departed souls (2/3, unachieved!)]
[3: 10 grains of Spiritual Sand (Achieved!)]
…
He had just killed a ghost, so it could be considered a departed soul. As such, he had already completed almost half of the most difficult requirement. As long as he worked harder, he would be able to level up again soon.
"I have to level up as soon as possible and deal with Yuanzhen, this big problem!"
After making up his mind, Lu Chen lay on the bed and continued to sleep. He was in a daze for a long time… before falling asleep.
…
Yesterday was the fifth year of Di Kang in Great Vast Dynasty.
Late November.
Today was the fifth day before the end of November, and the weather was exceptionally gloomy. Lu Chen woke up early and practiced the Eternal Youth Technique and Maha Kasyapa Palm a few times. He planned to go out for breakfast.
Creak~~
As soon as he opened the door, Lu Chen was shocked.
There was a person standing outside the door, Su Daji… No, Jiang Hong'e! She was like a beautiful noblewoman, holding a red paper umbrella in her slender hand and holding a white-furred fox in her arms.
It was as if she had walked out of a famous painting.
Her figure was graceful. Her face was charming.
Lu Chen immediately recalled the scene from last night.
A breeze blew over and he shivered. He subconsciously took two steps back and said, "Are… are you a human or a ghost?"
Jiang Hong'e pursed her lips and chuckled. She raised her eyebrows and spun around with the fox in her arms. The corners of her dress fluttered as she said playfully, "What do you think?"
"As long as it's not a ghost." Lu Chen heaved a sigh of relief. When he saw the shadow under the other party's feet, he asked, "What's the matter, Female Householder?"
"Mm~" Jiang Hong'e snorted and said meaningfully, "I heard that your master died in seclusion?"
Recalling yesterday's seclusion speech, Lu Chen felt a little awkward and thick-skinned. "Yes!"
The other party smiled charmingly and asked directly, "Are you selling your [Circular Light]?"
The [Sword Controlling Technique] was a Tier 1 Normal Spell, while the [Circular Light] was an Authentic-level Spell. Only the [Sunu's Secret Technique] could compare to it. Lu Chen didn't want to sell it, but he didn't say anything definite. He said perfunctorily, "I can sell it, but… it's very expensive!"
"Alright, come to Red Chamber Garden tonight. Let's discuss it."
Jiang Hong'e didn't waste any more words. Holding the red paper umbrella, she turned around and walked back the way she came. Her steps were graceful and graceful. Lu Chen took the opportunity to stare at her feet and let out a long breath.
As expected, her feet still didn't touch the ground!
Jiang Hong'e seemed to sense something. She suddenly turned around and smiled charmingly at Lu Chen. "Little Daoist, I'll wait for you on the third floor of the Red Chamber Garden. See you tonight~"
At this moment, two passersby happened to pass by. When they heard this, their eyes widened. When they looked at Lu Chen, their faces were filled with disbelief. Then, they revealed meaningful expressions.
"This minx!" Lu Chen muttered and quickly closed the door.
After waiting for a while, he hurriedly left the Daoist temple and ate two big bowls of noodle soup on the street. Ever since he started cultivating the Eternal Youth Technique, he felt that his appetite had increased a lot.
He was only 60% full after eating two bowls of noodle soup.
Knock, knock, knock!
Just as he returned to Changchun Temple, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?"
"Brother Daoist, your letter!"
Creak~~
Lu Chen opened the courtyard door and saw a pretty little girl standing outside. She was not even ten years old and was thin and small. She was wearing a long robe with patches. Because the hem of her clothes was too long, it was already stained with black mud.
It was due to the rain.
Her small face was still wet, and her ponytail was covered in water droplets.
Looking at the little girl, Lu Chen vaguely remembered her identity. She could be considered his neighbor. Her surname was Meng, but he was not exactly sure of her name. There was a nickname that seemed to be "Yaoyao". Her father was a bookworm, and her mother had died early. Her family was relatively poor.
The northeast corner of Fengxian Town was relatively remote. The houses were not close to each other. Although they were neighbors, they were not close. The other party lived on the street, hundreds of meters apart.
Lu Chen took the letter and asked in confusion, "Who delivered the letter?"
The little girl thought for a moment and said crisply, "A person wearing a bamboo hat. He's strong."
"Oh." Lu Chen nodded. He was not in a hurry to read the letter. He asked again, "Why are you wearing your father's long robe?"
The little girl's expression was a little down. She lifted the corner of her shirt and said softly, "Father is dead…"
Lu Chen was slightly stunned. He understood that the bookworm was most likely killed by the robbers in the city. He pulled the little girl under the eaves and wiped her face with his sleeve. "Do you have any relatives?"
"I got Grandpa."
Lu Chen heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. However, it seemed that this grandfather did not know how to take care of others. He took a pair of scissors from the temple and cut the little girl's long robe short. He put down the scissors and rubbed his empty hands. He showed it to the little girl and smiled. "Look, there's nothing, right?"
"Mm~~" The little girl nodded timidly, not understanding.
Lu Chen rubbed his hands again and suddenly opened them. A handful of scattered copper coins in his palm. The little girl widened her eyes and looked over curiously.
Lu Chen said, "It's for you."
The little girl hurriedly took two steps back. She was timid and did not dare to take it.
"Take it. Since you call me 'Brother Daoist', this is a greeting gift for you. In the future, you can come to Changchun Temple to look for me if you have nothing to do."
"Oh, thank you, Brother Daoist!"
Watching the little girl skip away, Lu Chen smiled and opened the letter. There was a line of small words written on the paper:
On the second floor of the Drunken Fragrance Tower, let's have a talk!
"Yuanzhen!"
Although there was no signature or logo, Monk Yuanzhen was the first he thought of.