Chapter 77: Seventy-nine, Asking About Swords in Peach Valley

Seventy-nine, Asking About Swords in Peach Valley

Caishou held the cat and shrank her neck.

She quietly looked at the heavy Die Nu... Wu, so heavy, throwing it down wouldn't kill him, would it?

Besides, is the young lady angry? Is she angry that she acted on her own authority, or is she angry that that Young Master Ouyang is completely oblivious to romantic feelings, causing the young lady to lose face? Or perhaps both?

The bun-faced little maid thought secretly.

The stunning girl who hadn't painted her plum blossom makeup during the noon nap snorted coldly and turned back to the room, her eyes seeming to have some slight anger.

Actually, thinking about it carefully, she didn't want to know this Ouyang Lianghan much, but she, who had always been the center of the crowd since she was a child, had never been ignored like this.

Regardless of whether this was the "playing hard to get" that men used on women as described in some books.

Once she really encountered it, this feeling of being slighted still made her, who had a strong self-esteem, very unhappy.

Caishou put down the cat, hurriedly followed, and comforted her from behind:

"Young Lady, Young Lady Xie is currently recuperating in bed, so it is normal for Young Master Ouyang to be in a hurry to deliver the meal. After all... he isn't that familiar with us, is he? And now that I think about it carefully, he did not look at what he should not have; he is truly a gentleman."

On the beauty couch, Su Guoer tilted her head and asked:

"Who wants to be familiar with him? Whether he is a gentleman or not, what does it have to do with me? It's just Xie Jie and you, a girl who is thinking of spring, who like to crowd over so much."

"But..."

"There is no 'but'."

Su Guoer curled her lips and said in a casual tone:

"Anyway, I'm not as bored as you two, and I will absolutely not think of spring and go looking for a man.

"From today on, remember to lock the back door of the plum blossom forest tight. Don't let people in randomly like today again. Don't let Xie Jie walk through it either later. It really disturbs my quietness, humph."

"Yes, Miss."

"Why is Ru Shixiong in such a hurry?"

"No, nothing. Encountered a small accident on the way."

"What accident?"

"Someone threw something randomly."

"Then we must educate them well."

"Forget it, forget it, next time."

In another woman's room rich in the smell of books, facing Xie Lingjiang, who had a curious face, Ouyang Rong wiped his sweat and shook his head.

He let out a sigh of relief and took out the food from the food box, placing it on the table.

The situation just now was indeed too dangerous; he was almost smeared with melodrama.

Sigh, being handsome is the only bad thing about this.

Ouyang Rong sighed in his heart.

However, he still had to reflect. His sense of smell wasn't sharp enough. Otherwise, the moment he stepped into that plum blossom deep boudoir, he should have immediately turned around and returned the same way. It's just a pity that he was holding a little bit of luck at the time. After all, he had already come, and he was starving...

Actually, Ouyang Rong wasn't too sure whether the fortune treasure in the Pure Land Underground Palace of Donglin Temple, which was worth ten thousand merit points, could send him home.

But according to his comprehensive judgment, there was a high possibility.

After all, the Pure Land Underground Palace seemed to have had precedents of ascending to the Pure Land, and the four-character stone inscription that triggered the fortune was called "Gui Qu Lai Xi," which meant returning home.

Otherwise, he wouldn't spend ten thousand merit points just to have it affectionately recite the "Gui Qu Lai Xi Ci" to him, right?

Laugh to death.

He could already recite it.

So sometimes hope is like this, making you believe deeply at times and doubt at times, but you can't help but bury your head and move forward in this direction.

Before redeeming the underground palace fortune, Ouyang Rong didn't want to leave too many ties.

It wasn't that Weilai wasn't cute enough, Little Xiao Shimei wasn't contrast-cute enough, or Auntie wasn't kind enough.

It also wasn't that he wasn't used to this current identity.

On the contrary, he was quite at ease, and even somewhat certain that this was his previous and future life, because not only was his appearance the same, but even his taste was the same—he liked spicy food, en, and he was also very good at studying and very good at rolling.

It also wasn't because he was a postgraduate entrance exam fanatic who would itch all over if he didn't take the exam for a day. Okay, maybe there was still a little bit of unwillingness...

But these weren't the main reasons, but... a wanderer returning home needs no reason.

Ouyang Rong felt that even if he indulged in this world, after finishing water control, walking out of Longcheng County, going to Luoyang, going to Chang'an, going to the frontier, going to Lingnan... and then wandering for half a life, creating a huge career.

But ten, twenty, thirty years later, no matter what kind of person he had become, he would still be unable to help but return to the Pure Land Underground Palace, touch that rough four-character stone inscription with his fingers, and finally choose to redeem the fortune.

A hope of possibly returning home is placed there; no matter how wild a wanderer is, they will be unable to help but look back.

This is the root; it cannot be forgotten.

Ouyang Rong felt that even if he said it until the sky broke, he had to redeem that "Gui Qu Lai Xi" fortune first before considering the rest.

If he couldn't go back, then he would give up.

If he went back, then he would also give up.

Not to mention, this was also one of his original intentions for coming down the mountain to control water and fight bullies this time.

Don't forget your original intention.

This was also what Ouyang Rong told himself every time he couldn't help but leak "Haoran Zhengqi" these days.

If he really went home, what would happen to these ties that were eighteen centimeters deep? Deceiving marriage and deceiving sex in this era?

You really have it, Ouyang Rong.

In front of a round table where the two were sitting, Xie Lingjiang bit her chopsticks lightly, her eyes rolled up, quietly looking at a certain person.

Seeing Ru Shixiong lowering his head to shovel rice, as if lost in thought, she didn't open her mouth to disturb him.

The meal was silent.

After eating, Ouyang Rong got up to tidy the dining table, put the plates into the food box, and prepared to leave.

Xie Lingjiang smiled and spoke, "Does Ru Shixiong have time this afternoon?"

Ouyang Rong was startled and nodded: "Nothing important... even if there is, it's not too urgent. Why does Xiao Shimei ask this?"

Xie Lingjiang, whose walking was still somewhat inconvenient, moved to the edge of the bed, sat down, and let out a breath.

She hesitated for a moment and said truthfully:

"Actually, it's mainly because my body is inconvenient and not suitable for going out. There is something I want to trouble Ru Shixiong to run an errand for, but... it's not too urgent."

Ouyang Rong didn't leave immediately. He washed two apples, threw one to Xiao Shimei, sat down, took a bite of the apple, and said:

"Xiao Shimei, please speak."

Xie Lingjiang bit her lip, her face full of regret:

"Actually, this time I am staying in Longcheng County temporarily. Besides assisting Ru Shixiong, there is also a grand event I want to witness. It's just a pity that I was recuperating from injuries these past few days and couldn't go. I have already missed the time, but I am still itching to know, so I want Ru Shixiong to help me inquire about the results."

"Where to inquire?"

Ouyang Rong's face was curious. He paused and changed to another question:

"And what kind of grand event is this that makes Xiao Shimei so interested? Is it livelier than the Dragon Boat Festival I held?"

"Ru Shixiong, this... really can't compare to it."

She looked at the confident man in front of her with bright willow eyes and asked with a shallow smile: "Also, didn't Ru Shixiong notice that these days, there are quite a few people from the Jianghu near the Peng Lang Ferry in Longcheng County?"

"Didn't notice. But the public security in the city has indeed slipped a bit recently. Liulang often runs over there." Ouyang Rong's face was thoughtful.

"Some time ago, I often went to the West Market. It wasn't all to be a sucker at Yuanming Tower; I was also inquiring about news, preparing to go there after Ru Shixiong announced the new construction, but it's a pity..." Xie Lingjiang sighed.

Ouyang Rong smiled embarrassedly.

The Xie family girl glanced at him with some resentment and still asked: "Does Ru Shixiong still remember the Yunmeng Sword Marsh and the Wu-Yue female cultivators mentioned before?"

"Can't forget. I worry every day that their courtyard will flood and drown our Longcheng." Ouyang Rong sighed and couldn't help but ask: "Is it related to these Jianghu Qi-refiners?"

Xie Lingjiang looked out the window, her face full of longing:

"Yunmeng Sword Marsh is not only the hidden upper sect that holds the bull's ear in the Tiannan Jianghu, but also the ancestral court of sword arts in the world. According to custom, every five years, the Yunmeng female cultivators hold an Asking Sword Assembly in a place called Peach Valley within Yunmeng Ze.

"At that time, all sword cultivators in the north and south Jianghu who aspire to the sword path will go there. Sword heroes, Daoists, Confucian scholars, martial artists... as long as they are not occultists, all Jianghu Qi-refiners can go with swords."

"The sword is the gentleman's tool. Xiao Shimei also has a sword, so you want to go and ask for advice?"

"I do want to ask for advice, but compared to asking about swords, I want to meet someone more."

"Dream lover?"

"Ru Shixiong, don't talk nonsense." Xie Lingjiang glared at him and narrowed her eyes:

"Her name is Zhao Qingxiu. She is the Yue Chuzi of this generation of Yunmeng Sword Marsh. She is the same age as me, but she is much more famous than me. However, it's normal. It is rumored that every generation of Yue Chuzi found by Yunmeng Sword Marsh through spiritual objects in the Wu-Yue land inherits sword arts that they know from birth, and is even the default leader of sword arts. The inheritance has been long, and naturally, the name resounds inside and outside the world.

"And if I'm not mistaken, for this Peach Valley Asking Sword, Peach Forest Breaking Branches Sword Comparison, Yunmeng Sword Marsh will let her appear in the world for the first time, representing the Yunmeng female cultivators, to challenge all the sword cultivator talents in the world."

Xie Lingjiang turned her head and instructed seriously: "However, the Peach Valley Asking Sword has already ended, but Longcheng County is very close to Yunmeng Ze and is a water transport thoroughfare in all directions. There are many Jianghu people who are leaving after the meeting. Ru Shixiong, help me inquire about..."

Good brothers, sometimes changing typos or polishing words in the background will cause the chapter review to be swallowed. It wasn't Xiao Rong who deleted it, okay... ===== CHAPTER 78 =====