Chapter 86: Shenwu Villa (Added for Alliance Leader Wuhuan Poxiao)

Running was running, but Liu Xiaolou didn't run far. After running more than a mile, he stopped, hid on a small hill on the way, and waited eagerly for the Bai Yun Swordsman.

According to Yuan Ziqi, the three-month period of the Yun family had not yet ended, so the Bai Yun Swordsman would not honestly accept his fate. Although he didn't find any other marriage-seeking posts from him, he probably had other ways. For high-ranking families like theirs, they should know about marriage-seeking news that others didn't know.

It was not easy to find this way to mix into the return gifts. Liu Xiaolou would certainly not give up easily. If he didn't pluck the wool bald, wouldn't it be a waste of this way of making money he discovered? As long as he mixed into one more, it would be enough for him to open the last meridian point of the Hand Jueyin Meridian!

After waiting patiently for a while, the figure of the Bai Yun Swordsman finally appeared on the mountain road. He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and looked quite desolate under the moon.

Can't be discouraged, Brother Yun. I am optimistic about you. Keep up the good work; the beauty is waiting for you ahead.

While cheering for the Bai Yun Swordsman, Liu Xiaolou hung about a hundred feet behind him and followed him like this for a whole night. Identifying the direction, they were heading southeast, and he didn't know which high-ranking family it was this time.

After walking for two days like this, they gradually entered another range of mountains. Liu Xiaolou's spirit lifted, his pace followed more closely, and he shortened the distance a little.

A village appeared on the mountain terrace ahead, with curling smoke and the sounds of chickens and dogs. The Bai Yun Swordsman entered the village, while Liu Xiaolou looked at the village suspiciously from the outside.

This village was very small, with only a dozen households in total. Where was there any big family?

After waiting for a long time outside the village, the Bai Yun Swordsman came out again. The difference from before was that there was an extra package on his shoulder.

Liu Xiaolou continued to tail him, following him deep into the mountains. After crossing a mountain peak, he saw a dilapidated and decaying Daoist temple. He didn't know how long it had been abandoned. The temple wall had collapsed by half, and it was overgrown with weeds and desolate.

He saw the Bai Yun Swordsman enter the Daoist temple, find a room, and flash in. Liu Xiaolou didn't dare to get too close, circled around to find a place with an excellent angle from afar, jumped onto the tree crown, hid inside, and continued to stare closely at every move of the Bai Yun Swordsman.

The view here was very good, with a bit of looking down from a high position, and he could see very clearly. He saw the Bai Yun Swordsman come out of that dilapidated room, light a fire at the door, take out cakes and dried meat from the package he was carrying, string them with dead branches, and roast them slowly on the fire.

Liu Xiaolou also relaxed, slipped down from the tree crown, and got his own food.

At night, the Bai Yun Swordsman rested in the broken temple, lighting a bright red bonfire, while Liu Xiaolou blew the cold wind in the wild outside and didn't dare to light a fire, truly suffering.

After several days like this, he didn't see the Bai Yun Swordsman move. After thinking for a long time, Liu Xiaolou finally left this place, rushed to the small village outside the mountain, spent a tael of silver, asked for hot porridge and hot soup from a farmer's house, and ate it happily.

While eating, he asked the farmer if there were any immortal sects or big families nearby. Sure enough, he got a definite message. From here, go seven or eight miles into the mountain, and it was the famous Shenwu Villa.

According to the farmer, the immortal masters in the villa had the ability to reach the heavens and move the earth, and everyone could call the wind and rain. Such rumors from ignorant villagers were naturally not credible, but at least it showed that following the Bai Yun Swordsman was correct. The destination of the Bai Yun Swordsman should be Shenwu Villa.

As for whether Shenwu Villa was seeking a son-in-law, the farmer was vague. He probably didn't have the qualifications to hear about this matter. In fact, no one in the entire village had the qualifications to hear about this matter.

Therefore, Liu Xiaolou returned to the broken temple, seized the time to impact the Zhongchong Meridian point, and waited patiently.

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This wait was a long time, and it was more than ten days. Sleeping in the wilderness in winter, unable to block the wind and rain, having a meal without a meal, such days were bitter, but Liu Xiaolou was a life that suffered, and he had never enjoyed any blessings, so there was no problem in holding on.

Until noon one day, Liu Xiaolou's spirit stone was exhausted and turned into powder and debris. He opened his eyes and looked at the broken temple through the gaps in the branches and leaves. He vaguely felt that something was wrong.

His gaze crossed the collapsed wall and wandered back and forth in front of the two rooms, suddenly falling on the bonfire. The bonfire that had been burning for half a month had gone out.

Did the Bai Yun Swordsman leave?

He hurriedly looked around, but didn't find the figure of the Bai Yun Swordsman. He couldn't help but feel annoyed. He was careless. Just as he was about to go to the broken temple for an on-site investigation, his peripheral vision found a figure on the top of the mountain to the northwest, white clothes fluttering, standing alone by the abyss.

Liu Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly lurked over. This time, the Bai Yun Swordsman went straight into the deep mountains and arrived in a canyon.

There was a stone tablet standing at the mouth of the canyon, which was naturally integrated with the surrounding mountain stones. Without the accumulation of hundreds of years of time, it couldn't reveal such a smooth and jade-like luster.

The stone tablet was written with "Shenwu Villa."

Inside the valley, there were flying tiles and heavy eaves, looking at no less than a hundred houses of various sizes, extending all the way up the hillside. At the highest point of the hillside was a large hall, and beside the hall was a waterfall a hundred feet high, flying down, but he couldn't hear the rumbling waterfall sound. It should be separated by an absolute sound array.

Setting up an array for sound insulation and keeping the array open daily, just this item alone consumed at least dozens of spirit stones every year. From this, one could know the foundation of Shenwu Villa.

Liu Xiaolou nodded with satisfaction. He quickened his pace, caught up with the Bai Yun Swordsman who was about to enter the valley, and laughed and cupped his hands. "It is truly fate, Brother Yun. We meet again here. I pay my respects!"

The Bai Yun Swordsman looked at him fixedly and said coldly, "Liu, you are truly like a ghost that won't go away."

Liu Xiaolou smiled. "What are you saying? As the saying goes, we don't know each other without fighting. You and I have fought twice, and our friendship can be called a confidant. Tonight we must get drunk! Come, come, come, enter the villa first..."

He whispered again, "At someone else's mountain gate, Brother Yun, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it later. Making a scene is not good for everyone, is it?"

The Bai Yun Swordsman glared at him fiercely and buried his head into the valley. Liu Xiaolou hurriedly followed, chasing behind him and saying, "Last time we went to Damu Mountain, Brother Yun lost your post. It was I who helped you explain and brought you to the hall. Brother Yun, you don't have to express your gratitude, but why do you have to reject people thousands of miles away?"

He was reminding the Bai Yun Swordsman that last time I brought you into the Li family's Wash Ink Hall. If someone blocked us this time, was it your turn to repay me?

His reminder was superfluous. There was no one on duty at the mouth of the canyon, and the two entered the villa without any obstruction.

Liu Xiaolou didn't know whether this was a manor based on a clan or a sect based on master-disciple inheritance. He didn't care about this either. As long as he got the return gift in the end, he would be satisfied. Understanding these things had no meaning for him.

Arriving in front of a large house in the villa, the Bai Yun Swordsman finally connected with the steward in the villa. After briefly asking about the purpose of the visit, the steward led them into a guest courtyard.

Liu Xiaolou didn't go too far, left the main room to the Bai Yun Swordsman, moved into the side room, threw himself into the soft quilt, sighed with satisfaction, and waited for the opening of the evening banquet.

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