Because of this, the fluctuations of spiritual energy that were originally barely noticeable on Cuiwei Peak of the academy now appear extremely clear.
Luo Jiujiang realized the meaning behind this action, and couldn't help but look back at Yin Bandi in surprise. On the one hand, he was surprised that Yin Bandi had restrained his Dantian without him noticing, and on the other hand, he wanted to thank him for letting him win during the fight and not being cruel to him.
The Dantian is the place where a cultivator's entire body's spiritual energy converges, truly affecting the entire body. Ruoyin Bansi really wanted to give him a hard time. With this skill of attracting spiritual energy lines, Luo Jiujiang would definitely not be able to stand here unscathed.
"Thank you, Peak Master." Luo Jiujiang straightened his expression and bowed to him properly. "What I said to you during the duel earlier... I was too complacent."
"I also thank the Peak Master for trusting me and giving me a chance, not letting me go away with injustice."
Yin Bansi accepted his full gift without hesitation. "The rules of a duel forbid the use of fatal blows. My advantage over you lies in killing, not fighting. If I had killed you then, even though you would have died, you would still have won."
He said such murderous words but he seemed to be unaware of it. He half raised his eyelids and said in a sinister tone: "I spared your life because I believed that you have no interest in the female disciples on my peak." After all, your mind is on the bird - and the bird's mind is also on you. Even now, it has stayed on the top of the "Medicine" Peak and has not left.
Luo Jiujiang didn't detect the thick resentment in Yin Bansi's words. He felt relieved to see him personally admit his innocence. His usual smile appeared on his face again, the same one he had when he gave Yin Bansi flowers.
"Thank you very much, Peak Master. When we return to the academy, I would like to play drums and music and sing a song for you."
He was a typical clueless person. In fact, the Peak Master looked at his familiar smile and his shining white teeth, not only did he not want to listen to him sing, but he wanted to fill his mouth with the ointment that had just been applied to his skin to make it darker.
As soon as he thought of this, Luo Jiujiang felt a chill on his back. Before he could figure out which Tai Sui he had offended, an old man with a staggering gait came towards them, trembling and asking, "Gentlemen, where are you from?"
Luo Jiujiang was unfamiliar with the human world and was still revising a draft of a reliable lie in his mind. Yin Bansi stepped out before him and said calmly, "Hello, father-in-law. We are passing through Qingtian County. We remembered a distant relative in the village who passed away long ago, so we came to the back mountain to kowtow to that poor uncle."
From the moment he started talking, Luo Jiujiang couldn't help but count on his fingers. He couldn't believe Yin Bansi could still communicate normally, and even said so many words in one breath. Not only that, his tone changed when he spoke, with a slight accent, sounding quite similar to the old man's dialect.
Perhaps Yin Bansi had been immersed in a cold and stern demeanor for too long, even his skin exuding a weathered aura. The old man squinted his dim eyes and carefully examined Yin Bansi for a long moment before muttering in a hoarse voice, "Yes, it's time to kowtow to the elders. My dear child, I can tell from you that your great-uncle must have had a miserable life."
Yin Bansi: "..." What does this mean? Does he look bitter and vengeful?
Ginger is still spicy with age. This old man's eyes are cloudy, but he still looks at people so viciously! Luo Jiujiang admired in his heart.
If Yin Bansi knew what Luo Jiujiang was thinking at the moment, he would definitely throw him into the medicine cauldron and stew him with angelica and ginseng, skimming off a lot of the floating oil, and finally boil it into a fragrant and tender bowl, and feed it to the old man one spoonful at a time.
After dealing with the old man with a few words, Yin Bansi took out his silver needle again to confirm, then returned to his previous silence and pointed in the direction with his chin.
He lifted his foot, mentally counting his steps. Sure enough, after one, two, three steps, the troublemaker behind him, who had been slacking off without realizing it, said with a smile, "Peak Master, you just heard someone talking, and the next moment you can actually imitate 70% of their accent."
"I was born into the human world."
After saying this, Yin Bandi stopped talking. He led Luo Jiujiang through twists and turns, slightly adjusting the direction several times, and finally the two of them stood together at the door of a thatched hut.
This thatched cottage sat on the edge of the village, its exterior looking exceptionally run-down. While most of the village's houses were mud, this narrow, low, and damp house was made entirely of thatch. The roof even had holes in it, revealing drafts from all directions. If Luo Jiujiang hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed such a place existed.
Even the snow cave in the dead land and the rock where he had lived seemed more comfortable than this house.
The thatched door was half-open, and a heavy, foul odor peculiar to a sick person wafted from the room. From the gap in the doorway, the entire situation in this narrow, dimly lit room could be seen at a glance.
A man lay faceup on a tattered mat. He was missing a leg, his thigh still bruised where it had been broken. He was a skinny, his limbs thin as sticks, and his abdomen bulged with an irregular shape. His breathing was like a bellows, a murmur mingled with the wheezing of phlegm in his lungs. Every rise and fall of his chest was like torture; it was hard to tell whether he was asleep or unconscious.
Luo Jiujiang frowned slowly.
Yin Bansi seemed oblivious to the scene of suffering. Of course, there was nothing in this shabby house, let alone a place to hide anything. He searched the corners of the wall several times without success, so he simply stepped into the house and, as if no one was around, lifted the mat beneath the man and searched.
Luo Jiujiang was startled by Yin Bansi's behavior and quickly reached out to stop him: "Peak Master, what are you doing?"
"Looking for your bead." Yin Bansi said briefly, "The aura is here, but the bead is not."
"That's not necessary. Entering without permission is already rude enough." And then there was the casual tuggin' at the patient's blanket. Luo Jiujiang sighed, knowing Yin Bansi's erratic temper, so he slowed down his tone and explained, "Actually, asking the Peak Master to find the beads for me was just..."
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