Both of them hid behind the bushes and waited anxiously for a while. After a flash of green light, Li Chengfeng clearly did not feel any pressure from the other party's gaze. Only then did he dare to poke his head out. When he saw that there was no one on the mountain path, he heaved a sigh of relief. "They're gone!
That scared the hell out of me! "
Xiaobao was still fearful. "You really can't talk about people in the day and ghosts at night!"
Li Chengfeng was stunned. "What did you just say?"
Xiaobao quickly changed the topic. "Young Master, how are we going to get back to Cheng 'an City with all these things?"
Li Chengfeng looked at the pile of copper coins on the horse carriage and said in a low voice, "We can't bring this with us, it's too big of a target!
Come, hide the money in the cave. We'll take it out when this blows over! "
Xiaobao quickly got up and hid the money in the hidden cave with Li Chengfeng. Both of them moved rocks to seal the cave and covered the entrance with vines and weeds. Then, they took off their robes and burned them to ashes. After changing into new clothes, they heaved a sigh of relief.
Li Chengfeng dusted his hands. "It's done!
Now that we're done with this deal, we'll have more money. "
As Xiaobao listened, he looked at Li Chengfeng resentfully. Li Chengfeng acted as if he did not see him. He clapped his hands and said, "Let's go, no one will be able to find us now!"
Xiaobao swept the marks on the ground with a branch, then threw it far away. He said worriedly, "Young Master, let's hurry back!"
Li Chengfeng nodded. Both of them got on the horse carriage and headed towards Cheng 'an City.
After travelling for about seventy to eighty kilometres, the sky was getting dark. Li Chengfeng pointed ahead. "Let's rest at the inn up ahead?"
"Young Master, aren't we going to rush back overnight?"
Li Chengfeng smacked the back of his head. "Nonsense, who would drive an empty carriage overnight?
Are you trying to expose yourself? "
Xiaobao suddenly understood. He drove the carriage to the front of the Pleasant Arrival Inn. Li Chengfeng hopped off the carriage and swaggered into the inn. After Xiaobao secured the carriage, he followed Li Chengfeng in.
Both of them found a seat near the back and Li Chengfeng called out for half a kilo of beef, half a kilo of sorghum wine and a plate of vinegar peanuts.
After a while, the waiter came over with a tray of dishes. At this time, there were many guests in the inn, and the seats were full. The waiter put down the dishes and said with a smile, "Dear customer, please enjoy your meal!
Just shout if you need anything. "
Li Chengfeng tossed two copper coins over. The waiter caught them, thanked him with a smile, and left.
When Xiaobao saw Li Chengfeng casually give two copper coins to the other party, he pursed his lips and looked slightly indignant.
The waiter kept the money and was about to leave when he bumped into someone at the door. The person seemed to have appeared out of thin air, catching the waiter off guard and he fell into the man's arms.
The man reached out and grabbed the man. The waiter looked closely to see that the man was short but his eyes were fierce and sharp. What was more frightening was that he wore a long grey robe with three yellow stripes on the cuffs. It was the uniform of a Spiritual Mountain Sect cultivator.
The cultivator fiercely scanned the inn, then he took out a portrait and said, "Have these two been here before?"
The waiter glanced at the portrait. One of the portraits was of an old man with a long beard, the other was of a brute with a stiff beard. He thought for a moment, then shook his head.
The cultivator glared at the waiter. When he was sure the waiter was not lying, he released him. "Give me two kilos of millet wine and three kilos of beef!"
The waiter trembled in fear and quickly agreed. The cultivator then proceeded to interrogate everyone in the inn. Li Chengfeng and Xiaobao were so scared that they almost curled up into a ball. Both of them did not even dare to lift their heads. They lowered their heads like quails in a nest.
When the cultivator came to their table and saw the two of them shrinking their heads, he became suspicious. He slapped the portrait on their table and shouted, "Raise your heads!"
Li Chengfeng lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I'm so ugly, I'm afraid I'll scare you!"
The cultivator raged, "What nonsense are you talking about? Lift your heads!"
Li Chengfeng slowly lifted his head, startling the cultivator. Li Chengfeng's face was full of pockmarks, his eyes were staring at the tip of his nose, and two mouse-like whiskers were hanging from his lips. He looked as wretched as one could imagine.
The cultivator was stunned, then yelled at Xiaobao, "You! Lift your head!"
When Xiaobao lifted his head, the cultivator saw Xiaobao's slanted eyes and protruding buck teeth. He was so ugly he could not bear to look at him.
The cultivator's suspicions faded. Now that everyone in the inn had been interrogated, he sat down at Li Chengfeng's table.
Li Chengfeng and Xiaobao looked at each other discreetly, groaned inwardly, then lowered their heads again.
After a while, the waiter brought the cultivator's dishes over. The table was filled to the brim with food. The cultivator grabbed a piece of beef and started wolfing it down.
Li Chengfeng and Xiaobao lowered their heads and quickly ate the wine and meat on the table. When they had finished the food in front of them, they secretly looked at each other and stood up at the same time, preparing to leave.
But as soon as they moved, the cultivator stood up. He seemed to be full from the food and wine and said, "Where is it?
Bring me there! "
Li Chengfeng froze. He was about to refuse when the drunken cultivator slapped him on the shoulder. Exasperated, Li Chengfeng exchanged a look with Xiaobao and brought him out of the inn. They walked around the inn to the toilet at the back.
When the three of them left the inn, the drunken cultivator looked at the carriage and cursed, "I can smell horse shit in the wind, you bastard!"
As he spoke, he kicked a rock at the horse's head. The horse whimpered and fell to the ground.
Xiaobao was infuriated, but Li Chengfeng kicked him in the back. He immediately came to his senses and lowered his head to hide the anger on his face.
After the cultivator killed Li Chengfeng's horse with a flying rock, he staggered and followed Li Chengfeng to the toilet at the back.
The toilet was divided into men's and women's. The women's toilet was twenty metres to the right while the men's was mostly out in the open. There were only three manure ponds with a few wooden planks on top. A foul stench assaulted their nostrils the moment they approached.
Li Chengfeng spoke in a low voice, "Master, we've reached the toilet. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."
The cultivator squeezed Li Chengfeng's shoulder and grinned. "You've eaten and drunk quite a lot, don't you want to go to the toilet?"
Li Chengfeng smiled. "Not now."
The cultivator smiled again. "Ah, I have a question. If you answer it, you may leave."
Li Chengfeng was taken aback, then smiled. "Ask away, Master."
The cultivator grinned. "There's such a foul stench here, but why can't it cover up the powder on your bodies?"
His words were like a bolt of lightning, striking Li Chengfeng and Xiaobao's hearts hard. Both of them paled!
Without waiting for them to move, the cultivator stuck two talismans on Li Chengfeng and Xiaobao's chests at lightning speed. A faint layer of light surged from their bodies, enveloping them in place, immobilizing them.
The cultivator laughed and gritted his teeth. "You two audacious thieves! How dare you pretend to be from the Spiritual Mountain Sect!
You must be tired of living! "
Li Chengfeng and Xiaobao stood rooted to the ground, their eyes widened in fear.
The cultivator gritted his teeth. "How dare you play tricks in front of me, Sun Boren!
You can tell if it's real or fake just by testing it at the door!
Do you think I don't recognise your carriage?
Hmph, where's the offering money?
Hand it over … "
Sun Boren turned to the manure pond in front of him and grinned. "... or I'll pour you both into the manure pond and let you taste the most delicious taste in the world. I'll make you remember the consequences of going against the Spiritual Mountain Sect!
Quick, tell me, where's the money … "
Before he could finish, he felt a gust of wind at the back of his head, followed by a sharp pain at the back of his head. His vision went black and he fell into the manure pond!
A thought flashed across Sun Boren's mind. This is impossible!
Why didn't my talismans work?!
Cultivation was divided into nine levels, each level was a realm. In order to differentiate their techniques and increase the hierarchy of their sects, each sect used the nine levels as a standard to divide their levels. Among them, the Spiritual Mountain Sect was divided into nine levels based on the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and black and white. Each level was divided into three grades: high, middle, and low. Three grades were considered high grade and qualified to advance to a higher realm. One grade was considered low grade and likely to fall to a lower realm.
On the other hand, Sun Boren was wearing a cultivator's robe with three yellow borders, which corresponded to the level of a cultivator who had just reached the Foundation Establishment stage and had just begun to comprehend magic power. At this time, a cultivator's body was only slightly stronger than an ordinary martial artist's. If his vital points were attacked, he would still die.
Li Chengfeng had been practising martial arts since he was young. To save his life, he struck the back of Sun Boren's head.
Li Chengfeng wiped the talisman off his body and watched as Sun Boren struggled in the manure pond, gulping down a few mouthfuls of golden liquid. He almost vomited too. After a few retches, he yelled, "What's so great about the Spiritual Mountain Sect?!
Do you know who I am?!
Quick, tell him who I am! "
As he spoke, he called out to Xiaobao, but he soon discovered that Xiaobao was still stuck to the talisman, not moving at all.
Li Chengfeng paused, then tore off Xiaobao's talisman. The green light on Xiaobao's body disappeared instantly. He heaved a sigh of relief and shouted at the cultivator in the cesspool, "How dare you provoke our Young Master! You must be tired of living! You must be tired of living!
I'll tell you, listen up, my Young Master is … "
Li Chengfeng had been holding it in for a long time. Now that he was satisfied, he continued Xiaobao arrogantly, "Young Master, I am the Young Master of Ningdong Mountain Sea Clan!"
Xiaobao was taken aback, but he reacted quickly and continued Chengfeng's sentence, "Huh?
Ah!
Right!
Have you heard of him? "
Li Chengfeng continued, "People call him the Jade Faced Little White Dragon, the Mighty Pretty Gentleman!"
"Yep, have you heard of this name before?!
You ignorant fool!
Remember, don't let my Young Master see you in the martial world, or he'll beat you up every time he sees you! "
Sun Boren's head throbbed in pain as the smelly golden liquid poured into his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes. He struggled and screamed, "Tell me your name if you dare!"
Li Chengfeng laughed. "What's wrong with telling you my name?!"
Xiaobao hummed, "Listen up!"
"Young Master, my name is …"
Xiaobao yelled with his hands on his hips, "Remember!"
Li Chengfeng's face was full of righteousness as he said proudly, "... Zhao Xiaobao!"
"Huh?!"
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