"Yaoyao…"
Lu Chen turned his head to the side and saw a bamboo basket quietly placed under the eaves in the corner. The gauze on it had been blown away by the wind, and there was only one bun in the shape of a rabbit left.
Lu Chen picked up the bamboo basket and pinched it. The steamed bun was hard.
"At least two days."
He did not enter the temple again. He carried the bamboo basket and walked quickly to the street. Soon, he arrived at Yaoyao's door.
Knock, knock, knock!
Creak!
The courtyard door was not closed tightly. Lu Chen walked in and called out softly, "Yaoyao, Yaoyao, are you here?"
"…"
No one responded. Lu Chen quickly searched all the rooms and found that there were many traces of furniture being moved and some commonly used items were missing.
"They moved."
Lu Chen's heart sank slightly as he stopped in front of a room. This should be Meng Yao's father's study room when he was still alive. There were many books scattered around, and some cheap rice paper was piled on the old table.
Lu Chen walked forward, and his pupils constricted. He saw some messy handwriting on the paper.
"I don't want to die!"
"I want to live!"
"Live! Live! Live!!"
"What should I do?"
"God? Immortal? Ghost?"
There were three large words written on the top piece of paper:
"Sell Meng Yao!"
Lu Chen's expression darkened. He put down the bamboo basket in his hand and formed a hand seal. He muttered in a low voice, "Circular Light!"
The black needle in his left eye appeared. Lu Chen carefully looked around and saw that in the entire room, other than the aura of tables and chairs, there was no sign of life.
Yaoyao's aura was also absent from the bamboo basket. Now that he had mastered the Circle Light Technique, he could observe the residual aura within two days. Unfortunately, Yaoyao had left for more than two days.
"What should I do?"
It wasn't easy to find someone in the Fengxian Town where there were 50,000 people.
Lu Chen left the courtyard and ran all the way to the Town Guards Mansion. When he saw the soldiers outside the manor, he immediately asked, "Is General Fang in the residence?"
"The general isn't here. She went to the town barracks early in the morning."
The Town Guards Mansion was the center of the entire Fengxian Town. Usually, there were only 200 soldiers stationed there. The remaining 2,000 people, except for some who were on duty, were usually trained in the town barracks.
Fang Yuqi was in charge of the entire town barracks. Although she had the help of her subordinates, she would still make a trip there every few days.
"Thank you!"
Lu Chen did not waste his breath and ran towards the town barracks.
When he arrived at the town barracks in the southwest corner of Fengxian Town, he found that it was bustling with noise. A monthly competition was being held there. Lu Chen used the Revered Elder Token to pave the way. After some delay, he finally saw Fang Yuqi, who was practicing her sword in a secluded place.
She was wearing white armor, a tassel helmet. She looked valiant and heroic. The sword was like a flying crane. Peach Blossom immediately took out her spear and held a military talisman in her sleeves!
Seeing Lu Chen walk over, Fang Yuqi put away her sword stance. She frowned and said unhappily, "Where have you been these past few days? I couldn't find you no matter how hard I tried."
"It's a long story. Lu Chen smiled awkwardly and said seriously, "We'll talk about it when we have time. Yuqi, do me a favor first."
"What favor?"
"Help me find a little girl."
"Hmph!" Fang Yuqi sheathed her longsword and gave Lu Chen a hard look. She grumbled. "You only know how to fool around."
Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat. He raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off her forehead, but Fang Yuqi avoided him. Lu Chen smiled awkwardly and explained, "It's not what you think…" He immediately told her about Meng Yao.
Fang Yuqi's expression softened.
"I'll give the order later. We'll be able to find her in three days at most."
Lu Chen heaved a sigh of relief and did not push his luck. Although three days was a long time, there was nothing he could do. If he were to search for it himself, he might not be able to find it even after ten days or half a month.
"You can go now."
Fang Yuqi turned around and started to chase him away. Lu Chen understood that this silly girl was still angry at him. He immediately said, "One more thing."
"What is it?"
"When… are we getting married?"
Swoosh!
In an instant, Fang Yuqi's face turned red. She looked flustered and shy. She no longer looked like a female general. She pretended to be stupid and said, "W-what marriage?"
"Hmph, Hong'e said that you agreed."
"Don't listen to Jiang's nonsense."
"I don't care. I took it seriously."
"You… you…"
"Yuqi, you're almost 20 years old, right?"
"Mm~"
"You're not young anymore. You can't delay any longer. The old man is still waiting to hold his grandson…" With that, Lu Chen laughed and ran back the way he came.
"You…" Fang Yuqi was so embarrassed that she stomped her foot and shouted, "Lu Chen, take my sword!"
"Ouch!"
On this day, Lu Chen and Fang Yuqi fought three rounds in a row and lost three times. He was killed until he threw away his armor. He was sore and weak. Fang Yuqi used the Thirteen Flying Crane Swords and said proudly, "You want to marry me? Hmph, wait until you defeat me!"
…
Lu Chen left the town barracks dejectedly. Suddenly, he grinned and muttered, "What a silly girl…" A book appeared in his hand. It was called "Mountain-Breaking Slash", an Ordinary-level saber technique in the army. It was given to him by his concubine… Ahem… Fang Yuqi.
The night was hazy.
The jade rabbit rises high.
Lu Chen returned to the Changchun Temple. At the door, the big black horse was still tied under the eaves. When it saw Lu Chen walking over, it subconsciously took a few steps back. Lu Chen raised his hand, and the big black horse instantly became vigilant.
He smiled and comforted it. "Don't worry, I won't kill you!"
Roar! Roar!
Just as the big black horse heaved a sigh of relief, it saw a small black head emerge from Lu Chen's arms.
"Neighhh~"
The big black horse was scared out of its wits. It struggled with all its might and almost pulled down the gate. Fortunately, Lu Chen grabbed the reins in time and suppressed the black horse with one hand.
Roar! Roar!
The little black tiger blinked and shrank back into Lu Chen's arms.
Lu Chen opened the door and led his horse into the temple. He threw the hundred kilograms of pork on his shoulder to the ground with a bang and grinned. "Heh, I can level up again!"
[Requirements to upgrade Buddhist Commandment Blade]:
[1: 10 grains of spiritual sand (Achieved!)]
[2: A saber manual (Achieved!)]
[3: 50 kilograms of flesh (Achieved!)]
....
[Name: Lu Chen]
[Cultivation: Qi Refinement Level 2]
[Saber Technique: Buddhist Commandment Blade, Perfection (Can advance!)+]
…
"Advance!"
Swoosh!
The flesh and blood dissipated, and the spiritual sand was exhausted.
The perfected Authentic-level Buddhist Commandment Blade began to advance. Lu Chen closed his eyes tightly and stood still. All kinds of saber moves flashed through his mind before finally converging into one.
Lu Chen suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled.
"Saber Drawing Art!"
Saber Drawing Technique was a Level 1 Ordinary-level technique. It only had one technique, Saber Drawing.
One slash to determine victory and defeat, one slash to determine life and death!
Although there was one move, it was split into two steps.
The first step was to nurture the saber and accumulate power. The saber was in the sheath and was constantly nurturing and accumulating power. The longer the accumulation time, the greater the power. The second step was to draw the saber and kill it.
Otherwise, when the saber was destroyed, the momentum would be broken! Not only did it need to accumulate power again, but it would also backfire on him. If he could kill the enemy and feed it with blood, the saber aura would become even stronger.
"What a fierce Saber Drawing Technique!"
Lu Chen fell into deep thought. It was a pity that his dagger had been destroyed. He could only find another one to raise tomorrow. He fed the remaining pork to the little black tiger and began to cultivate at the side.
"Ha!"
"Ha!"
It was not until late at night that Lu Chen carried the little black tiger back to his room to sleep. Lying on the bed, he felt that the blanket on his body was wet and carried a faint moldy smell.
He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
"Sigh~~"
Sighing softly, Lu Chen recalled the erotic scene at the Red Chamber Garden last night. Unfortunately, he could only look at it. To him… it was also a kind of painful torture…
Not long after he fell asleep,
Lu Chen suddenly heard the sound of wind blowing. He was in a daze. His heart trembled and he immediately woke up.
"Here we go again…"