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“You’re all here.” Chen Yu smiled sheepishly.
“It’s good that you’re alright,” Lu Ning checked Chen Yu’s condition. Seeing that she was in high spirits with sufficient spiritual power and looked much more energetic than them, he finally set his mind at ease.
Qin Guanhai, on the other hand, noticed the spear behind Chen Yu and asked, “Is this the second magic artifact?”
“Yeah.” Chen Yu nodded.
“This armor too?” Liang Guang asked, looking at the seemingly heavy armor that Chen Yu was dragging with both hands.
“This one isn’t. It’s something I picked from a zombie.” Chen Yu said, “That zombie has been around for years. The quality of the armor is so good. It’s probably a good antique, so I’m going to take it out and see if I can sell it for some money.”
“…” Why does it sound like it’s reasonable when Fellow Daoist Chen does such a thing?
“Let me help you carry it.” Seeing that Chen Yu was hauling two pieces of armor with difficulty, Lu Ning reached over to help.
“No, no, it’s quite heavy. I’ll just do it myself,” Chen Yu refused.
“It’s okay, I’ll help you carry it.” Lu Ning insisted on helping.
Since he was insistent, Chen Yu released her hold.
“Thud!”
Lu Ning was almost brought to his knees by the heavy armor. Embarrassment immediately painted his face. He forced a smile and bent down to pick up the fallen armor. However… he could not drag it at all.
I told you it’s heavy… Chen Yu grumbled deep inside.
So the four men watched as a petite girl dragged two heavy armors and walked down the mountain at a fast pace. If it weren’t for the fact that the tires of the car sank a lot when the armor was put into the car, they would have wondered if the episode in the valley was a dream.
When Chen Yu returned to the hotel and just got out of the elevator, the internet addict next door, who had been playing games all night, opened the door and stared at the thing Chen Yu was dragging in her hand with disgust: “Didn’t you think of cleaning it up before bringing it back? It stinks to death.”
“Your nose is too keen. Am I to blame?” Chen Yu had purified the armor before she took it down the mountain. Although there was still some residual evil Qi left on it, it would not affect ordinary people. Elder Wu’s cultivation was just too high, and his senses were much better than others.
Elder Wu took a glance at the armor and knew that it contained dense evil qi. It probably needed a second purification to completely clean it, so he did not say anything else. He just swept a glance at the spear on Chen Yu’s back and asked: “Have you found the spiritual artifact?”
“I found it.” Chen Yu nodded.
“You’re bullshit luck.” He himself had spent so many years in Qilian Mountain without finding it, and yet this girl found it as soon as she went.
“I’m in a good mood, so I won’t argue with you.” Chen Yu did not get angry when Elder Wu commented on her luck. Instead, she took out the wooden box she brought out from the stone chamber and handed it to him, saying, “I found this together with the spiritual artifact.”
Elder Wu reached out and took the box, examined it and said, “This has the unique seal of our Luoshan Sect on it.”
Elder Wu opened the wooden box, saw the silk cloth inside, and then unfolded it. After reading the contents inside, his expression instantly became ugly.
“Old man, what’s wrong with you?” Chen Yu asked with concern, feeling that her grandpa’s expression wasn’t quite right.
“I didn’t eat breakfast, so my blood sugar is low.” Elder Wu folded the silk cloth, glanced at Chen Yu, and instructed, “Pack up and go out to buy me breakfast. I want steamed buns at the sixth street corner and fresh soybean milk at the eighth.”
After giving orders, Elder Wu closed the door and went back to his room.
If they weren’t in a hotel, Chen Yu would have rushed forward and kicked the door, but then she’d have to pay the hotel for a broken door.
Come on, I have fought a zombie for a whole night, yet he can’t say a word of greeting on my return. I was even ordered to buy breakfast for an old man who plays games at home!!
The Capital, the Lou Residence.
With the return of the Ling Ji Sword, Lou Ming’s memories of his previous life were becoming clearer and clearer, and he vaguely felt that the origin of his evil spirit should be during the Ling Ji Sword era.
Tian Fei prepared breakfast, stood at the door of Lou Ming’s bedroom, waited for a few seconds, then turned around and went back downstairs. He sat on the sofa in the living room and sent a message to the group chat.
Tian Fei: (Young Master is still sleeping.)
He Qi: (Young Master seems to be sleeping a little longer recently.)
Cheng Peng: (Young Master doesn’t seem to be sleeping well lately.)
Assistant A: (That’s right. The last time I was on duty, I found that Young Master woke up three times at night, and seemed to have some kind of nightmare.)
Assistant B: (One day at noon, the Young Master also took a nap for the first time. But when he woke up, he was pale, sweating profusely, and also seemed to have been startled awake.)
Tian Fei: (What’s happening with Young Master?)
He Qi: (It may be related to those spiritual artifacts.)
Cheng Peng: (That’s right. I think it was after the arrival of those spiritual artifacts that Young Master became like this.)
Assistant A: (Then… what are we going to do?)
He Qi: (Master Mao did not say that there is a problem with the spiritual artifact. Let’s wait and see what happens.)
…
While the assistants were discussing, Lou Ming’s dream made new progress. He dreamed that he brought Princess Ling Ji back to see his master in his previous life.
“Will your master like me?” Ling Ji asked worriedly.
“My master is very nice and loves me very much. As long as I like you, he will definitely like you.” Feng Luo smiled to comfort her.
“Aren’t all Celestial Masters Daoist priests? Can you really marry and have children?” Ling Ji asked curiously.
“You suspect that I am a Daoist priest, so why are you still with me?” Feng Luo retorted with a smile.
“I was going to let you return to the secular world, you know?” Ling Ji said with some embarrassment.
“You really…” Feng Luo was downright speechless.
“Hee-hee-hee…” Ling Ji smiled slyly. Her cute appearance instantly melted Feng Luo’s temper.
…
The scene shifted and an old man with white hair and white robes stood majestically in front of Feng Luo.
“I don’t agree with your relationship,” the old man said.
“Why, Master?” Feng Luo did not understand.
“I am doing it for your own good,” the old man said in a serious tone.
“If you are doing it for my good, then please fulfill our wishes, Master.” Feng Luo knelt down in front of his master and pleaded.
“What if… I’m doing it for the sake of that girl?” the old man asked again.
Feng Luo stiffened and looked at his master in bewilderment.
“There are two unique skills of our Luoshan Sect. You are excellent at exorcism, but you are not very proficient in Divination.” The old man’s face was full of worry. “However, I conducted a divination for you…”
Thinking of his Master’s divination test, Feng Luo’s face instantly turned pale…
And the face of the sleeping Lou Ming also turned terribly ugly…
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Young Wu, who was recovering from his injuries, found out the cruel fact that he could not beat his master, so he decided to leave home.
Young Wu: Master, when one day you want to hang yourself, remember to tell me, so that I’ll come back and set off firecrackers for you.
Master: You bastard, I raised you for so long, yet you’ll only light off firecrackers! Why aren’t you going to buy fireworks?
So a long time later, in order for Young Wu to let his Master watch fireworks, he arranged a firework display at the Ghost Gate for a full hour.