Two days later, Yang Wu returned to the mansion on his bamboo horse in high spirits.
Chang De then stepped forward, caught him, and twisted him several times.
"You thief, you bastard, you heartless, tell me, where have you gone?"
Yang Wu laughed and said: "I went to the red potato shed and sat there for three days and three nights, looking for the most beautiful dancer to accompany me to have a drink!"
Chang Decai raised his eyebrows: "Are you serious?"
"What are you serious about!" Xia Hu sneered, "If it's Ma Shangfeng, he can do this. Yang Wu is not of this temperament. He has no intention of watching the dancing girl."
Chang Decai had a sullen look on his face: "Madam, this guy is not a cheap guy either. Don't look at what he says is beautiful, but what he thinks in his heart is really dirty."
Xia Hu smiled and said to Chang Decai: "It's not just that you are beautiful, but you are beautiful. Which dancer is more handsome than you? Yang Wu can't even look down on his junior sister, but he asks which dancer he can like.
Eye?"
Chang Decai blushed and remained silent.
Yang Wu sniffed and said, "You are right in saying this. I really don't like other women."
Han Di looked aggrieved and hid far away.
Chang Decai pinched Yang Wu again: "Don't talk nonsense and tell me where you have been these days, but it makes the master worried."
"Is Zhiqiong worried about me, or are you worried about me?" Yang Wu approached Chang Decai with a playful smile.
Chang Decai kicked Yang Wu: "Behave yourself. Madam is here. I want to ask you where you have been these past two days!"
Yang Wu refused to say anything, so Xu Zhiqiong walked out of the bedroom, stretched himself and said: "You went to Huntian to hang out. I guessed it right!"
Yang Wu was stunned: "How did you guess it?"
Xu Zhiqiong said: "If you were kidnapped, the bamboo horse would definitely not be taken away with you. The bamboo horse was taken away, which proves that you ran away on your own."
Yang Wu nodded and said, "You guessed it correctly, but how did you know that I ran away to Huntiandang?"
"Yi Guiyu can't sense you, so he must have gone to a special place. The only special place you can find is Huntiandang."
"You're right!" Yang Wu said with a smile, "Do you know what I did when I went to Huntiandang?"
Xu Zhiqiong said: "The pure yin energy is everywhere in the sky. You must have gone to heal your wounds."
Yang Wu shook his head and said, "You only guessed half of this right, but the other half is hard to guess."
Xu Zhiqiong thought for a moment, opened the Eyes of Sin, stared at Yang Wu for a moment, and couldn't help being surprised.
"Are you at level 5?"
Yang Wu nodded and said with a smile: "Zhiqiong, apart from you and Lao Chang, I am the one with the highest cultivation level in this courtyard."
Yes, even Zhong Jianxue's cultivation level is only on par with Yang Wu's!
Xia Hu almost exploded: "This doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense that you, a servant, can still rise to the level of cultivation. How can you rise so fast?"
Chang Decai pinched Yang Wu's cheek: "Good boy, in a few days, are you going to climb on top of me again?"
Yang Wu puffed up his chest: "It doesn't take a while, I will crawl to you tonight..."
Chang Decai kicked Yang Wu again, and Han Di rushed forward and quickly rubbed Yang Wu: "Brother, my little sister's heart for you has never changed."
Yang Wu pushed Han Di away and said to Xu Zhiqiong: "Zhiqiong, lend me the guy who made the spell."
Xu Zhiqiong frowned and said, "Don't you have it yourself?"
"It may not be enough, I have to make it bigger this time!"
Yang Wu took the materials for making spells and got into the side room.
Xu Zhiqiong said to Xia Hu: "Madam, go buy some wine and meat and send it to Zhao Baijiao. She is living a miserable life. At least let her have a good year."
Xia Hu curled her lips: "Why don't you give it yourself?"
"Is it appropriate for me to give it as a gift?"
Xia Hu snorted and said, "Promise me first not to do anything to her."
Xu Zhiqiong frowned and said, "Who do you think I am? To attack a woman when I see her?"
"It's fine if you don't do anything. Baijiao's life is indeed difficult. During the Chinese New Year last year, she didn't even have any meat to eat. Let's take her home to celebrate the Chinese New Year."
"Why do you have to take it to your home? If you don't have any meat to eat, why don't you just send some over?"
"She refused to take it even if I gave it to her. She loves face."
Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said, "It's up to you."
On New Year's Eve, Xu Zhiqiong first went to Yu Xianguo.
Yu Xian New Year and Da Xuan are on the same day. According to Yu Xianguo's custom, the emperor will have a banquet for his ministers tonight.
Yan Huan and other high-level cultivators will attend the banquet, and Tao Huayuan's disguise skills may not be able to withstand it.
Xu Zhiqiong went to the banquet in person, changing cups and cups, and the banquet didn't break up until Haishi.
Back at the mansion, Xu Zhiqiong took Tao Huayuan back to Anjing quietly. Tao'er had worked hard in Yu Xianguo for so many days and it was time for her to go home on New Year's Eve.
When they arrived at the Marquis's Mansion, Tao Huayuan was very embarrassed when she saw Taibu was there: "Master, I heard that you have escaped from the mortal world..."
Taibu smiled and said, "Do you want to be beaten?"
Tao Huayuan didn't dare to speak, so Xia Hu took Tao Huayuan to the east courtyard: "Don't pay attention to that old man, we sisters can enjoy ourselves!"
In the east courtyard, Chang Decai specially prepared a table of wine and food. Xia Hu, Tao Huayuan, Zhuo Ling'er, Zhao Baijiao and the sisters ate and drank together, which was very comfortable.
During the dinner, Chang De took a sip of wine and swallowed it, his cheeks slightly red.
Xia Hu asked in surprise: "Can you drink?"
A servant should not be exposed to the fireworks of the world, but Chang De just took this sip of wine, so it was not a big deal.
"I don't dare to take too many, but it doesn't matter if I take two or three."
Xia Hu said happily: "What kind of method are you using? I will let the servants try it another day."
Zhuo Ling'er glanced at Xia Hu.
Tao Huayuan is at the table. There are outsiders here, so it's best to keep the conversation to a minimum.
But Xia Hu didn't care and seemed unprepared for Tao Huayuan.
Tao Huayuan was very grateful for Xia Hu's trust, and the two became closer and closer during the dinner.
After the party was over, Zhuo Ling'er took the dice cup and wanted to play for a while. Zhao Baijiao shook his head and said, "I don't have any money."
"What are you afraid of if you don't have money?" Xia Hu patted her chest, "I'll lend it to you."
Zhuo Ling'er sat in the palace, Xia Hu called Han Di too, and a group of sisters started a scene.
Chang Decai had an extremely good ear and could hear the changes in the dice. He played for two hours and almost never lost.
Tao Huayuan was just playing around for fun at first, but when she saw that her wallet was empty, she quickly resorted to tricks, made a few divination, and quickly got back her money.
Xia Hu suffered the worst loss. Although the bet was not big, he still lost dozens of taels of silver.
This money was not easy to come by. I usually earned it little by little by selling oranges and fans.
Xia Hu's eyes turned red from pain, and Han Di whispered beside him: "I've got it right this time, I'm betting on it!"
Xia Hu gritted his teeth and said, "Are you serious?"
"Sister, I'm all-in. This time, I'm sure to make a comeback!"
Tao Huayuan kicked Xia Hu under the table.
Chang Decai shook his head slightly at Xia Hu.
Xia Hu made a desperate move and bet all the remaining thirty taels of silver on the big stake.
When the dice cup is opened, two, two, and three are smaller.
Seeing the white money being taken away, Xia Hu burst into tears.
Han Di murmured beside him: "How could I have read this wrong..."
"Get away!" Xia Hu cried, "You haven't seen it right this night!"
…
The east courtyard is lively, but the main courtyard is deserted.
Zhong Jianxue was sitting on the porch, feeling very depressed.
The Yin Qi outside the walls of the mansion had dissipated, and Xu Zhiqiong asked Zhong Jianxue to go to the Northern Yin Division to replenish the Yin Qi.
Zhong Jianxue went there once and left after staying for a while. The Northern Yin Division had Jiao Liewei's spy, so it was hard to say whether Jiao Liewei and Du Chunze would visit the Northern Yin Division.
The yin energy was always insufficient, and Zhong Jianxue sat silently on the porch, listless.
Taibu sat at the wine table and poured himself a drink, glancing at Zhong Jianxue from time to time.
With this bait, there is no need to worry about killing Jiao Liewei.
Sister Ling was doing embroidery in the corridor without raising her head.
Three people, in the same courtyard, know each other, but are strangers to each other.
Only Yang Wu would ride a bamboo horse and run around the yard from time to time.
No one knew what he was doing in the wing. They only knew that he wasted a lot of materials for making spells.
…
Xu Zhiqiong was sitting in the thinking room. There was no dancer or singer. He was the only one, thinking silently.
In fact, he wasn't thinking about his past, he was thinking about someone.
He bought ten pounds of bacon and two jars of fragrant mash and placed them in the main hall. Two hours later, no one touched them.
Where did the master go?
Haven't you been back for years?
Xu Zhiqiong was really worried that after the old man came back, he would become a vegetable again and sleep for who knows how long.
He was even more worried that the old man would never come back.
…
Master stepped on the invisible road and slowly walked through the wasteland of the two realms.
He was searching for a special smell, a special smell of blood, an elusive and indescribable smell of blood.
The smell of blood was very close, within a hundred miles. Master searched for a long time and finally found the source of the smell.
On top of a huge rock.
The master's feet landed on the wasteland, and he immediately mobilized the power of his imagination to lift up the rock that was as big as a house.
Underneath the rock is dark, hard soil.
Master continued to mobilize the power of imagery, and the soil on the ground continued to crack, as if someone was digging with a pickaxe and shovel.
After a meal, a hole more than a hundred feet deep was dug in the ground.
The master jumped into the pit, searched for a while, and picked up a five-foot-square tortoise shell from the pit.
This is a beetle leaf on a turtle shell, with stains of coagulated blood on it.
What happened...?
The master touched the blood on the turtle shell, and his body trembled one after another.