Chapter 84: Understanding (Please subscribe!!!)

Damu Mountain was two hundred miles east of Luo Mountain. In fact, it didn't take three days to walk, but the date for the Li family of Damu Mountain to seek a son-in-law had not yet arrived, so the Bai Yun Swordsman was not traveling fast. After arriving at Damu Mountain, he didn't enter the mountain immediately but found a remote place outside the mountain to stay.

The place the Bai Yun Swordsman chose to sleep in the wild was in a mountain stream, on a rock platform five or six feet above the stream water. Liu Xiaolou shook his head secretly, detoured from the side, and climbed to a slope more than ten feet high diagonally above it. From here, he could look down at the rock platform, which was convenient for monitoring the Bai Yun Swordsman's movements.

The reason he shook his head was that the place the Bai Yun Swordsman chose was not a good one. Although it was close to the water and convenient for fishing, and there wouldn't be a flash flood in winter with little water, the best water-fetching spot for the entire mountain stream was right under the stone platform. If there were no accidents, the Bai Yun Swordsman would be busy tonight.

Sure enough, at night, all kinds of movements sounded on the stone platform where the Bai Yun Swordsman was. Liu Xiaolou leaned against a rock, lying horizontally with a blade of grass in his mouth, watching him fight with the rats, sheep, wild leopards, wolves, and all kinds of snakes and insects that passed by. Although his skills were enough to deal with them, he was disturbed all night long.

By the time he finally realized the reason and moved his camp, it was Liu Xiaolou who picked up a bargain and stole a leg of lamb.

The new camp the Bai Yun Swordsman moved to was three times closer to Liu Xiaolou, making it easier and more convenient to spy. With nothing to do, Liu Xiaolou spied on the Bai Yun Swordsman from the cliff above, watching him throw stones to catch fish, watching him light a fire to roast fish, watching him choose a place to relieve himself, watching him sit cross-legged to cultivate, watching him practice an extraordinary dart technique...

After a few more days like this, today, Liu Xiaolou finally saw an opportunity. Taking advantage of the Bai Yun Swordsman going down to the stream to bathe again, he secretly slipped to the water's edge, hid behind a mountain rock, poured true qi into his left wrist, and the Ground-Leaving Dispersing Yuan Rope in his wrist poked its head out like a spiritual snake and shot out suddenly.

A few feet away, the white clothes by the stream disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he looked back, they were already in Liu Xiaolou's hands.

Liu Xiaolou searched quickly and indeed found a purse in the sleeve of the robe. A post fell out of it; it was the invitation from the Li family of Damu Mountain to the Bai Yun Villa, inviting the Yun family to select excellent disciples to come to Damu Mountain for a meeting.

The post didn't explicitly say it was to seek a son-in-law, but the meaning was already leaping off the paper. Judging from the date, the date of the grand meeting was tonight!

No wonder this guy wanted to bathe.

This post was exquisitely crafted, inlaid with gold thread, and the seal was also carved very elegantly, highlighting the style of a great family. It was stylish, but it gave Liu Xiaolou a headache—this thing couldn't be forged in a hurry.

A splashing sound came from the stream. Liu Xiaolou peeked and saw the guy standing up from the water. The white back fully displayed his delicate skin and tender flesh; he truly had a good appearance.

Liu Xiaolou thought his appearance didn't lose to him, but when it came to the effort of postnatal maintenance, he was far inferior. The only thing he won over the other was that he didn't have any obvious birthmarks on his body, while that guy had a faint "chrysanthemum" on his left buttock.

Alright, now was not the time to consider this problem. Liu Xiaolou put away the post and sent the clothes back to their original place with the spiritual rope.

What about the spirit stones? Why were there no spirit stones? Supposedly, this guy should have spirit stones on him. Where were they hidden?

Liu Xiaolou left quietly and came to the Bai Yun Swordsman's camp, but still didn't find any spirit stones, so he had to sigh and leave with regret.

Entering Damu Mountain, there were servants of the Li family waiting in the middle of the road. Before the Bai Yun Swordsman, Liu Xiaolou arrived at the "Wash Ink Hall" of the Li family.

The Li family occupied the peaks of Damu Mountain, but the residences were not concentrated in one place; they were on every mountain and peak. This Wash Ink Hall was a hall used by the Li family to meet high-ranking guests, built separately on Zhuquan Peak.

There were already Li family stewards and several servants at the door receiving guests from all sides, respectfully saying to Liu Xiaolou, "Please show your post, honored guest."

Liu Xiaolou presented the post, and the steward looked at it and bowed. "So it is an honored guest from Bai Yun Villa. May I ask how to address you?"

Liu Xiaolou replied, "I am surnamed Liu, Liu Xiaolou." The Bai Yun Swordsman would definitely come later, and a fake name would be exposed immediately. It was not easy to fool them, so he could only report honestly.

The steward hesitated. "Liu?"

Liu Xiaolou explained with a smile, "I am not surnamed Yun; I am a cousin of Bai Yun Villa."

The steward realized. "Oh..." He asked again, "Are there no disciples from the Yun family attending the meeting?"

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Liu Xiaolou said, "Yes, my cousin Yun Ao is also here to attend the meeting. He is behind, and will arrive soon. I will wait for him to go in together, is that okay?"

The steward blinked and said, "So, two have come from your villa?"

Liu Xiaolou asked, "Is that not allowed?"

The steward nodded. "Of course it is allowed... Honored guest, please enter and have tea first. After your cousin arrives, we will naturally lead him in."

Liu Xiaolou shook his hand with a smile. "My cousin has a somewhat arrogant temperament. On the way here, we had some disagreements. I am ashamed; we argued quite fiercely. After all, your family only has one young lady seeking a husband. This... I had better wait for him at the door."

The steward immediately understood and smiled. "I understand."

Liu Xiaolou stood firm in front of the Wash Ink Hall, looked at the mountain road with the steward, and waited expectantly.

In the meantime, three more arrived one after another, all descendants of high-ranking families from far and near, but Liu Xiaolou was ignorant and had never heard of any of them.

After more than half an hour, he finally saw a figure in the distance, rushing over. Liu Xiaolou sighed to the steward, "My cousin is here. If there is any joke made, please bear with it, steward."

The steward stroked his beard and smiled. "I understand. Just don't make too much of a scene and disturb other honored guests; that would be inappropriate."

Liu Xiaolou quickly replied, "Rest assured, our family disciples all know the big picture... I will go up to welcome him first."

After saying that, he rushed toward the Bai Yun Swordsman and smiled when he got close. "Brother Yun, we meet again!"

The Bai Yun Swordsman was stunned and couldn't believe it. "Why are you here too?"

Liu Xiaolou smiled all over his face. "That's why I say you and I have fate."

The Bai Yun Swordsman was still incredulous. "How can you come?"

Liu Xiaolou flicked the post in front of his eyes. "Since I received the post, of course I have to come and see. Brother Yun, you went too far. Since you came here, why didn't you tell me? We could have traveled together."

The Bai Yun Swordsman subconsciously reached into his sleeve to touch the invitation, but touched nothing. He became anxious and started feeling around his whole body, but where could he find it?

Liu Xiaolou asked with a smile, "Could it be that Brother Yun didn't receive the post?"

The Bai Yun Swordsman was sweating with anxiety and said angrily, "Of course I have a post!"

Liu Xiaolou asked, "Then did you lose it on the way?"

The Bai Yun Swordsman searched for a long time but couldn't find it, and muttered anxiously, "Of course I have one, I definitely have one... I will go tell the Li family; they sent the post to my family specially. As soon as I tell them, they will know..."

Liu Xiaolou put his arm around his shoulder. "Tell them what? With the friendship between you and me, what post do we need? Just follow me in!"

The Bai Yun Swordsman lost his post and his brain was a bit confused. He was hugged by Liu Xiaolou and went to the door, forgetting to resist.

Liu Xiaolou smiled at the steward. "Alright, we are going in."

The steward smiled and bowed. "I understand. Please enter and have tea, both honored guests."

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