Chapter 160 Jin丨Exclusively published by Jiang Wenxue (32,000 nutrient solution plus update)
Gong Jiu announced to the outside world that the "eldest son" was ill, and the "prince" went out of the house. When he brought Xue Chen back for treatment, he quietly hid and did not dare to come out until everyone left.
He stayed with Xue Chen for most of the night, and after warming up the room next door, he sent him back there.
Xue Chen let him toss around, pretending to be unconscious, and did not open his eyes the whole time.
After Gong Jiu settled him down, he did not leave immediately, but sat by the bed, staring at him in a daze.
Just when Xue Chen thought he would be in a daze here all day, he suddenly said in a very soft voice: "It would be great if you could stay with me like this forever."
The room was extremely quiet, with only the sound of Xue Chen's breathing.
The system waited for a long time: [Didn't you hear it?]
Xue Chen was controlling several other vests. When he heard the system's words, he asked back: [What did you hear?]
System: [Nothing.]
Xue Chen: [Are you talking about my brother's idiot?]
System: [Hmm...]
Xue Chen: [It's all on the account. What he does now, he will have to pay for it in the future.]
Gong Jiu sat for a while and then left. After making sure that he was really gone, Xue Chen opened his eyes, got out of bed, moved his hands and feet, and continued to cultivate his internal strength.
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"Mr. Xie still remembers me." Lu Xiaofeng was very happy. "It's been almost half a year since we last met. Mr. Xie hasn't returned to Jiangnan?"
"The road to Jiangnan is long, and my legs are inconvenient. Even if I want to go back, I am powerless. What's more, there is no place for me there, so why should I ask for trouble?" Xie Heng pushed the wheelchair forward a few steps and stretched out his hand to warm himself by the fire.
Lu Xiaofeng: "Your friends miss you very much."
Yu Qi: "What friends?"
Lu Xiaofeng then realized that the clothes Yu Qi was wearing were very similar to the ones Xie Heng was wearing today. The shape and color were exactly the same, but the patterns were slightly different.
If you don't look carefully, it's hard to tell him apart from Xie Heng.
Lu Xiaofeng noted Yu Qi's clothes and said in a joking tone: "You are jealous of Master Xie, too?"
Yu Qi turned away.
Xie Heng: "The former Xie Heng has long been dead. Thank you for their concern, but please don't let the news that I am still alive spread."
Lu Xiaofeng: "Because of Master Jiu?"
Yu Qi and Xie Heng's reactions were average. Hu Sheng was flustered for a moment and looked at Lu Xiaofeng vigilantly.
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "It seems that I guessed right."
Xie Heng: "He is my benefactor. Without him, there would be no me now. But I don't want to go back. It has nothing to do with him. I just don't want to fight with my former relatives anymore. My death will be a good thing for everyone."
Yu Qi was right.
Xie Heng looked gentle, but in fact he was always very depressed.
What he cares about is not only his disabled legs, but also his blood relatives who want to kill him.
He killed his own brother with his own hands, how should he face his parents?
That couple never took Xie Heng to heart, but they were the relatives who raised Xie Heng after all. No one is born to hate their parents. They just have no expectations after countless disappointments.
Being strangers is the best choice for them.
Lu Xiaofeng apologized, "Sorry, I'm presumptuous."
Xie Heng shook his head: "I've let it go."
Lu Xiaofeng didn't ask him about his fake name.
People who have just faked their death are indeed not suitable to go out with their real names, and it is reasonable to change their names.
Xie Heng and Lu Xiaofeng chatted for a while.
Yu Qi sat quietly in the wheelchair. Whether in expression or movements, she was exactly the same as Xie Heng, which made Hu Sheng look at her sideways.
After the conversation stopped, Yu Qi smiled and asked Hu Sheng: "Don't you recognize me?"
Hu Sheng: "Who are you?"
Yu Qi: "Really don't recognize me? When I was a child, you held me in your arms."
System: [You are not talking about the time when Xiao Qi disguised himself as a child?]
Xue Chen: [Yes.]
System: [That was just a few days ago? What childhood is that?]
Xue Chen: [Don't worry about it, I am happy.]
Yu Qi pushed the wheelchair to Hu Sheng, looked up at him, and said with a sigh: "I used to look up at you like this, and you were so tall in my heart at that time."
Hu Sheng could imagine the scene through his words.
The young boy looked up at himself. When they met again, he had grown up, but his legs were disabled due to an accident, so he could only look up. He
just couldn't remember who this person was.
How could he look exactly like Xie Heng? Could they be twin brothers?
Mr. Hu: "Who are you?"
Yu Qi said distressedly: "At that time I didn't have a name, and no one called me properly."
Lu Xiaofeng concentrated and thought quickly. Through the communication between Yu Qi and Mr. Hu, she tried to infer his identity.
Mr. Hu: "I don't remember you."
Yu Qi gestured: "I was this tall then. When I first met you, I was wearing a blue dress and holding a beautiful candied haws in my hand."
Mr. Hu: "..."
Yu Qi: "Do you remember?"
"Are you that kid?" Mr. Hu had just separated from him a few days ago. It was strange that he couldn't remember it when Yu Qi described it in such detail. "You know how to disguise yourself? Is this your disguise?"
"Yes."
Yu Qi stood up directly from the wheelchair, walked a few steps to Xie Heng, and sat in his arms.
He found a suitable posture as he did when he pretended to be a child, but he was too big now. Even though Xie Heng's wheelchair was not small, it was still very crowded to sit up.
Yu Qi didn't care about this at all. He leaned sideways affectionately, took Xie Heng's arm, and let him hug him.
System: [Not heavy?]
Xue Chen: [Fortunately, Xiao Qi is a thin type, and the bone-shrinking technique only changes the body shape, not the weight. I weigh the same now as when I was smaller.]
System: [So, those who have held you can guess that you are in disguise?]
Xue Chen: [It is said that Xiao Qi is thin. When I was smaller, people held me and they said I was strong. Except for the middle-aged man in disguise, no one should doubt it.]
Mr. Hu looked at the two identical-looking Xie Hengs stuck together, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say, so he closed it again.
Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "You two have such a good relationship."
Yu Qi kept sliding down, and finally felt annoyed, so he got off Xie Heng, picked him up and put him on the wheelchair next to him.
Xie Heng's expression was indifferent the whole time. He touched the armrest of the machine: "Is this for me?"
Yu Qi lifted his legs and placed them on the pedals of the wheelchair: "Yeah."
Xie Heng: "Thank you."
Yu Qi had no intention of taking credit for it. He didn't even mention that he had waited for this wheelchair for half a month, as if he was just giving a very ordinary gift.
Lu Xiaofeng wanted to take credit for Yu Qi, but when she remembered that he had said that Xie Heng cared about his legs and might not like others to give him a wheelchair, she gave up the idea.
Xie Heng pushed the wheelchair around the room.
Xue Chen: [Zhu Ting's craftsmanship is really good. This one is much lighter than the original one. It's just that there were not many good roads in ancient times, and the threshold was so high, otherwise Xie Heng could have moved alone.]
System: [Moving alone?]
Xue Chen: [The range of movement is larger, and it is more convenient to monitor my brother.]
System: [You let Xie Heng live here just to install cameras in the palace, right?]
Xue Chen: [That's right. But it doesn't seem to be very effective at the moment. In a few days, I won't have to go there to experiment with firearms in person, and I can stay at home to refine the elixir. By then, I can pay attention to any personnel coming and going in the palace.]
With Lu Xiaofeng here, Xue Chen still has to perform perfunctorily.
Xie Heng smiled at Yu Qi: "Thank you for your trouble."
Yu Qi: "As long as you like it. Since the things have been delivered, we should go. Take care of yourself, I will come to see you again when I have the chance."
Xie Heng did not try to keep him. Since he received the wheelchair, his expression has been indifferent, and he did not look happy.
Yu Qi seemed to be used to it and did not care about his indifference at all. He also refused to let him come out to see him off on the grounds that Xie Heng was physically inconvenient, and only let Hu Sheng follow him out. After leaving the courtyard, he waved and let Hu Sheng go back.
The two walked on the street. Both sides of the road were full of ice that had melted snow and frozen again. Only the middle was easier to walk.
Lu Xiaofeng: "Xie Heng is proud and arrogant, you shouldn't reject him."
Yu Qi: "It's okay, he will only be sad for a short while and will soon forget about it."
Lu Xiaofeng didn't say more on this issue. After chatting for a few more sentences, Lu Xiaofeng asked: "Is Mr. Hu really your childhood friend?"
Yu Qi: "Yes."
Lu Xiaofeng: "But judging from his reaction, the 'childhood' you mentioned seems to be a disguise."
Yu Qi said righteously: "I was a child at that time, how can it not be considered childhood?"
Lu Xiaofeng : "Then we..."
Yu Qi: "I have known you longer than Mr. Hu."
Lu Xiaofeng: "Can you tell me which year we met?"
Yu Qi: "This year!"
Lu Xiaofeng: "..."
Yu Qi said unhappily: "It has only been a short time and you have forgotten me."
Lu Xiaofeng: "..."
Yu Qi: "It was obviously you who took the initiative to make friends with me. You said it in a nice way at that time, but now I know that there is no difference between me and your 1,800 friends."
Lu Xiaofeng: "..."
Yu Qi: "Apologize to me now!"
"I'm sorry." Lu Xiaofeng said, and asked: "So your name at that time was..."
Yu Qi: "Pei Rui."
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.
He didn't spend much time with Pei Rui, but he was very impressed.
Moreover, the two of them were on the run at that time, and the blind boy had difficulty even taking care of himself. The two of them were almost inseparable, and it was impossible for Pei Rui to sneak away.
Could it be that... Pei Rui was played by Yu Qi from the beginning to the end?
Yu Qi said again: "Yun Heyan."
How could Yun Heyan be him? !
His blood-drinking quirk, how could it be imitated by ordinary disguise?
Lu Xiaofeng came back to his senses: "You still said that you don't know martial arts!"
Yu Qi: "I really don't know martial arts."
Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief: "So Pei Rui and Yun Heyan really exist."
After saying that, he realized that he had said something stupid.
The last time she went to the capital with Yun Heyan, Lu Xiaofeng saw him and Pei Rui together. How could it be possible that they were all Yu Qi pretending?
Yu Qi: "Guess?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "I guess you didn't pretend to be them for long."
Yu Qi smiled.
Lu Xiaofeng: "Did the Ninth Young Master ask you to come to me?"
Gong Jiu just wanted to sneak out of the palace when he heard Lu Xiaofeng's words.
He paused, but still climbed over the courtyard wall and landed steadily. With the cover of the tree shade, he hid his face in the dark.
Yu Qi narrowed his eyes.
Gong Jiu's eyes fell on Yu Qi. He was a little confused at first, as if wondering why Xie Heng could walk. Then he frowned, glanced at Yu Qi, and left quickly.
Lu Xiaofeng didn't see clearly: "Who is that person?"
Yu Qi: "Me."
Lu Xiaofeng has accepted that he often says surprising things and can follow his train of thought: "Are you planning to disguise yourself as him? Did you see what he looks like?"
Yu Qi: “That’s right.”
Lu Xiaofeng thought that this was a loser he had picked randomly and did not delve into the reasons.
He continued to analyze: "Did this person come from the Taiping Palace? Judging from his clothes, he doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. The eldest son of the Taiping Palace is seriously ill, could this person be the prince?"
Yu Qi: "The prince is not in the palace."
Lu Xiaofeng: "If he is not the eldest son, nor the prince, who could he be? This person seems to be of extraordinary status, but he left in this way. He must not want to be discovered. He didn't feel guilty when we ran into him. On the contrary, he was a little shocked when he saw you. He should know Xie Heng. Xie Heng doesn't go out often. If he knows Xie Heng, this person either lives in the palace or comes here often."
Yu Qi nodded: "Where are you going next?"
Lu Xiaofeng : "You want to separate from me?"
Yu Qi: "I still have my own things to do."
Lu Xiaofeng thought for a moment and understood: "You want to sneak into the palace? Is this Yu Luosha's intention or the Ninth Master's intention?"
Yu Qi: "It was the Ninth Master's order." Lu
Xiaofeng: "Will it be dangerous?"
Yu Qi: "Not dangerous at all, and it's very interesting. Otherwise, I would have run away long ago. It's impossible for me to work for him obediently. But this is my business after all, and it's not suitable for too many people to get involved. If you want to investigate the Ninth Master, you won't find anything by following me. You might as well go outside and walk around to see how many places have triangle signs drawn."
System: [It's a triangle.]
Xue Chen: [That's a little secret between me and my brother. Lu Xiaofeng doesn't deserve to know it.]
System: [...]
Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up. He seemed to remember that he had indeed seen this pattern on the wall during the past investigation.
Because the pattern was very simple, Lu Xiaofeng thought it was just a random drawing by a neighborhood kid and didn't think anything else about it.
Lu Xiaofeng: "Thank you! Yuqi, you are really my good friend!"
Yuqi made a gesture to keep quiet and whispered: "Don't call me Yuqi."
"Then what should I call you? I can't change my name every time you change your face, right?" After Lu Xiaofeng said this, he felt that with Yuqi's character, he might do such a thing. He added: "This is too strange. I still hope to be closer to you."
Yuqi thought for a while: "Then you can call me Qitong."
Lu Xiaofeng: "...Qitong is the name of Hua Manlou."
Yuqi: "He is Hua Qitong, I am Yu Qitong, what's wrong? Besides, you don't call him Qitong normally, so there will be no confusion."
Lu Xiaofeng still felt a little awkward. After thinking about it, Yuqi was right.
Even Hua Man Lou himself is not so overbearing. He is the seventh in line and is called Qi Tong, so he does not allow others to be called that.
Lu Xiaofeng: "Okay, Qi Tong."
No, it still feels weird.
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Can I call you Xiao Yu?"
Yu Qi: "If you are not afraid of death, of course you can."
Lu Xiaofeng: "You don't like being called that?"
Yu Qi: "I don't care, but I'm afraid the leader won't like it."
Yu Luosha also has the last name Yu. If Yu Luosha heard Lu Xiaofeng calling Yu Qi like that, would he think that he was being called that?
The leader of the Western Demon Cult would definitely feel uncomfortable if he was disrespected by a younger generation.
Even if a righteous person is unhappy, he will not do anything special. Yu Luocha may not agree. Even if he didn't kill Lu Xiaofeng on the spot, he would still make trouble for him.
Lu Xiaofeng said awkwardly, "Then, Xiaoqi?"
Yuqi: "Okay."
Xue Chen: [Lu Xiaofeng is really my good friend. Look how well we are connected.]
System: [You call this connected? Are you sure you didn't deliberately induce him to say that?]
Xue Chen: [I gave him other choices, but he eliminated them himself and finally chose Xiaoqi.]
System: […]
Xue Chen: [He taught me the telepathic finger, and I taught him how to disguise himself. He knows how to coax me and volunteered to be my good friend. I know how to coax him and take the initiative to give him clues to trick him.]
System: […]
It was Lu Xiaofeng who was tricked.
The triangle that Yu Qi just mentioned was enough to make Lu Xiaofeng run all over the country.
Yu Qi: "Then we will part ways and do our own things. I will find you after I finish."
Lu Xiaofeng: "You won't show up in front of me with a new face, will you?"
Yu Qi said stubbornly: "We have been together before. No matter what I look like, you will recognize me and never forget me."
Lu Xiaofeng felt terrible just thinking about it.
Then everyone he came into contact with in the future, regardless of gender, age or status, could be Yu Qi. Can
he still live a normal life?
But that was indeed Lu Xiaofeng's promise, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "Okay."
Yu Qi and Lu Xiaofeng waved their hands, used their Qinggong skills to fly to the roof, and immediately disappeared.
Lu Xiaofeng stood below, looking at the direction where he disappeared: "You still say you don't know martial arts!"
Lu Xiaofeng walked along the street for a while, and suddenly remembered something.
He and Yu Qi came here in a carriage. Yu Qi not only gave Xie Heng a wheelchair, but also gave him the carriage.
However, it is indeed inconvenient for Xie Heng to travel without a carriage. This may be Yu Qi's consideration.
When he came to the bustling downtown, Lu Xiaofeng was hesitating whether to meet Pei Rui.
He thought that he and Pei Rui were friends for life and death, but he didn't expect that Yu Qi actually disguised herself as him and got along with him.
Lu Xiaofeng really wanted to find out whether Pei Rui knew about this, and he wanted to know whether there was any connection between Pei Rui, Yu Qi, and the Ninth Master.
But doing so would be too obvious.
Yu Qi took a risk to reveal this information to him. If he leaked it, it might harm Yu Qi.
Lu Xiaofeng gave up the idea of visiting Pei Rui. He walked on the street and suddenly saw a bright color. He looked closely and saw a gentle young man in a silver-red robe standing in front of a stall selecting calligraphy and paintings.
He was so handsome, gentle, smiling, and affectionate. His skin was very white, like the ice and snow on the mountains, and he had a transcendent temperament.
The painting in the young man's hand was a landscape painting. The peaks rose into the clouds, surrounded by mist. There was no green on the trees in the forest, all covered with thick white snow.
The waterfall fell from the mountain, shining silvery under the reflection of the mountain snow and the sunny sun. The mist rippling between the clouds merged with the thin mist in the mountains, making it ethereal like a fairyland.
"How much is this painting?" the young man asked.
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.
His voice was really unique, it sounded different from that of ordinary people, it was soft and gentle, slightly lowered, and it could be distinguished as a man's voice, but it still had a taste of androgynousness.
Lu Xiaofeng thought of a sentence.
The ice pond and the white mountain were condensed with flying snow, and the immortal was invisible and shocked by the frost and cold.
Yuan Feishuang was very talented in martial arts, and he mastered the "Daqizi Grasping Hand" at a young age, but because of this, he was disabled and could not speak.
According to legend, Yuan Feishuang lived on the Bingchi Mountain, which was a high mountain that stretched for dozens of miles, covered with ice and snow all year round, and rarely visited by people. The
"immortal" in the poem refers to Yuan Feishuang.
If Yuan Feishuang was like this, he could indeed be called an "immortal".
It's a pity that such a handsome man can never experience the life of a normal person because of his different cultivation method.
Lu Xiaofeng was thinking, and the young man in the rare silver-red robe suddenly turned his head and smiled at him. Lu Xiaofeng
also showed a kind smile.
Yuan Feishuang said: "Do you know me?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "Who wouldn't know the famous Yuan Feishuang?"
Xue Chen: [Why does this sentence sound so mean.]
System: [You are too sensitive.]
Xue Chen: [That's sharp! 】
Yuan Feishuang: "But I don't want to be recognized by so many people."
Lu Xiaofeng: "Mr. Yuan is used to a quiet life, and he may not be adapted to the noise and disturbance of the secular world. However, the secular world also has its merits, just like this calligraphy and painting, which can only be bought in the busy market."
Yuan Feishuang: "This painting is indeed good."
Lu Xiaofeng looked at the stall owner and saw that it was a monk in white.
He was handsome, solemn, smiling, but his eyes were distant and cold. He was dressed quite thinly in winter, only a white monk's robe, and looked particularly thin.
The monk put away the money on the table, his expression was indifferent, without any joy or anger.
Although he was selling calligraphy and paintings here, he didn't seem to care whether the calligraphy and paintings were sold or how much money he made.
He did whatever he wanted, and was extremely pure.
In addition to Yuan Feishuang, the white-robed monk also attracted Lu Xiaofeng's attention.
The monk calmly placed another calligraphy and painting, and when he noticed that Lu Xiaofeng was looking at him, he bowed to him with a smile on his face, looking very gentle.
Lu Xiaofeng: "I wonder what the name of this little master is?"
"Qingtan."
[Synchronization rate +4%. ] The system sighed, [Does this vest increase its synchronization rate as long as it tells a lie? It increases so quickly. ]
[This is the personality of the liar, add it to [Qinggong] and [Palm Method] for me. 】
After arriving in the capital, Qingtan started to cheat, but this time he didn't cheat money, he just talked nonsense.
The synchronization rate was easier to brush in the early stage. So far, Qingtan has brushed out a 27% synchronization rate, of which [Calligraphy] and [Painting] have been upgraded to level 4, and the newly added [Light Kung Fu] and [Palm Technique] have also reached level 2.
System suggestion: [Don't you want to click on skills such as Buddhism? Or a memory? ]
Xue Chen: [No, I want to make it up myself and be a real liar. ]
System: [……] If you click on the skills, you are not a liar?
Lu Xiaofeng returned a Buddhist salute: "Master Qingtan is polite."
Qingtan smiled gently and continued to sell calligraphy and paintings.
After entering the city, he pawned all the valuable things on him. Although the items
would depreciate slightly when sent to the pawnshop, the gold ornaments and jewelry still sold for a lot of money, enough to last him for a long time.
Qingtan was the most free-spirited one. Xue Chen had not yet decided where to assign him. He found his development direction according to the hardware conditions of the vest. In the future, he would probably be like Yuqi, going wherever he was needed. The
synchronization rate was too low, and all the vests were very troubled. Qingtan found a place to paint a few paintings, bought a broken table and set up a stall here. With his superb eloquence to deceive customers, the synchronization rate soared to 23% in just one hour.
The painting that Yuan Feishuang took away just now was the one that Qingtan drew with him as inspiration.
After finishing the painting, he was reluctant to sell it, so he had to let Yuan Feishuang come and get it himself, and gave him some money to help him with his new vest.
Yuan Feishuang rolled up the painting and tied it with a rope. He said, "Master Qingtan's painting skills are superb. I really like it. I wonder if Master will continue to paint in the future?"
Qingtan shook his head and said, "I always act according to my own will."
Yuan Feishuang: "Then we will meet again if we are destined to do so."
He said goodbye politely, sat in the sedan chair next to him, and was carried by four people to leave the bustling city.
Lu Xiaofeng thought that this young master Yuan, who had lived in the snow-capped mountains since childhood, was similar to Qingtan. She didn't expect that he lived so comfortably that he even had four people carrying his sedan chair when he traveled, and the sedan chair looked very valuable, not something that ordinary people could afford.
Qingtan said softly, "He should be from the Liufenbantang."
Lu Xiaofeng recalled some rumors in the martial arts world.
Yuan Feishuang was the junior brother of Di Feijing, the grand master of the Liufenbantang, and seemed to have been invited by Cai Jing to the palace.
The emperor's status was extremely high, and it was not something that ordinary people could see. Yuan Feishuang had been to the palace, which was much higher than ordinary martial arts people.
After seeing Yuan Feishuang in person, Lu Xiaofeng could confirm that the rumors were true.
He smiled and asked, "Master Qingtan also knows about the martial arts world?"
Qingtan lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes: "The affairs of the Jianghu are nothing but grievances. Grudges are born from people. I am also a human being. Even if I am a person from the outside world, I still cannot escape the turmoil of worldly affairs. Since I am here, I naturally have to care about the things here."
[Synchronization rate +3%.] System, [Look, the synchronization rate says that you are not human.]
Xue Chen said gently: [Is it because I haven't scolded you for too long?]
The system immediately fell silent.
Xue Chen: [Add [Palm Technique]. Frozen to death, how can a bald head be so cold?]
System: [Most of the body's heat is lost in the head. There is a huge difference between having hair and not having hair. Since you are so cold, why don't you increase your internal strength? 】
He was very cold before, and he spent 1 skill point to possess pure masculine internal force, but he was wearing little and didn't wear a hat, so he still felt very cold.
Xue Chen: [Of course it's for Xiaofen to pass on his skills, and for my status. Look, my calligraphy and painting skills are so useful, otherwise the synchronization rate wouldn't be so easy to brush. 】
A young and handsome monk, calligraphy and painting are both excellent, simple clothes, but his temperament is noble. Even if he can't chant, he can still get the favor of most people and increase his synchronization rate.
For example, Lu Xiaofeng hasn't noticed that he doesn't have a scar on his head.
Although there is an angle problem here, it also shows that Qingtan's outfit is very intimidating.
Lu Xiaofeng: "You are a little different from other monks I have met. I like your casualness."
Qingtan smiled and did not answer.
Lu Xiaofeng was not interested in calligraphy and painting, but after seeing Qingtan's paintings, he could not help but want to buy one.
He searched his pockets and found two taels of silver.
Lu Xiaofeng had a lot of money. He and Yuqi spent a lot on the way here, buying medicinal materials and furnaces. Just the carriage alone cost him a lot of silver. Now he only had these two taels of silver.
"I wonder how these paintings are sold?"
Qingtan clasped his hands and said, "The price is in the heart. The donor can give as much as he thinks it is worth."
Lu Xiaofeng: "I think this painting is worth a thousand gold, but I don't have that much money."
Qingtan smiled: "The donor has a Buddha's heart."
Lu Xiaofeng: "Do I have a Buddha's heart?"
Qingtan: "Everyone in the world has a Buddha's heart. The donor is straightforward and sincere, which is the Buddha's heart."
Lu Xiaofeng: "No matter how much you praise me, I can't afford it."
Qingtan picked out a painting from the many paintings, put it away politely, and handed it to Lu Xiaofeng: "Paintings have a price, but friendship is priceless. Please accept it."
Lu Xiaofeng actually likes to be praised. Although he is almost 30 years old, he still has a childlike innocence in his character. He likes to hear people say good things and can't stand provocation.
Maybe he had a painful experience when he was young and wanted to jump into the river. He was also as cold and ruthless as Ximen Chuxue, but he has overcome those difficulties and returned to his most primitive nature.
He let down many defenses and has countless friends.
He is a person who can cheer up easily. Lu Xiaofeng was even happier to be praised by Qingtan, a monk who is indifferent and detached from the world.
Because Qingtan praised him not because of his reputation or anything else, and certainly not because he wanted to use him.
Qingtan never even asked his name from beginning to end.
Lu Xiaofeng accepted the painting: "Thank you, Master. I am sorry for being disrespectful."
Xue Chen: [It's just a painting, but Qingtan has become a master from a junior master.]
System: [This may be because he is taking advantage of others.]
Xue Chen: [What are other aliases? I am not his good friend at all!]
System: [Why do you care about this?]
Xue Chen: [Maybe it's because I am a little bored.]
There are a lot of things happening recently, but Xue Chen's heart is always empty.
He thought for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion: [It must be because I don’t interact with my brother enough.]
System: […]
After selling two more paintings at the stall, Qingtan raised the synchronization rate to over 30%, and directly upgraded his palm skills to level 4.
Level 4 palm skills are already top-notch in the martial arts world, and are not inferior to the old man’s “Ruyi Orchid Hand”.
Qingtan now has enough power to protect himself, and no longer has to worry about being caught cheating and beaten to death.
He set the prices for his calligraphy and paintings more casually, but those who came to ask for the price were all very thin-skinned, and no one had ever exchanged a painting for a broken stone. There were even a few women who specially prepared some extra silver to buy his paintings.
Qingtan had barely managed to escape a ghost marriage, and was not interested in the overtures of others. He was still calm and elegant. After selling the paintings, he packed up his stall and left with the money without hesitation.
He followed Yuan Feishuang's route and came to a desolate house.
Originally, the people who lived here were court officials, but later their homes were searched because they committed crimes. The men in the family had long been thrown into prison, and the women could not bear the humiliation and died by hitting their heads against their heads.
Those who could afford this yard thought it was unlucky because someone had died here. Later, someone heard crying in the middle of the night nearby, and it was difficult to sell it at a low price, so it was left idle and has not been moved since then.
By now, the yard is overgrown with weeds, and the open space outside is full of cobwebs, but the house inside is clean.
Gong Jiu was meeting someone in the house.
After Qingtan came over, Yuan Feishuang looked him in the eye and transmitted his energy with the skill [Remote Infusion], raising his [Internal Energy] to level three.
Although the panel showed level 3, Qingtan felt that his current level should be slightly higher than level 3, but it was not shown on the system panel.
Xue Chen: [Add the remaining skill points to [Internal Energy].]
The system raised his [Internal Energy] to level 4.
After Yuan Feishuang transmitted his energy, although it was not as tiring as the last time when he transmitted it three times at a time, he still felt a little tired.
He turned and left, leaving the task of monitoring Gong Jiu to Qingtan.
Qingtan sat cross-legged on the tiles, fiddling with the Buddhist beads in his hands, with a calm face, listening to the conversation in the room.
"Is there any news from the Kingdom of Jin?"
"The other princes still insist on seeing you. Only Wanyan Honglie softened his tone and agreed to cooperate, but he wants to see our sincerity first."
Gong Jiu: "Sincerity?"
The people from Wuming Island said: "Tong Guan has always wanted to get the military power."
Gong Jiu thought: "Tell him, it won't be long before he gets what he wants."
System: [Is your brother trying to make trouble in secret and cause trouble for your father?]
Xue Chen: [Let him do whatever he wants, just transfer power from left hand to right hand, I just like to see him being silly like this.]
System: [?]
Xue Chen: [Do you have any opinion?]
System: [He wants to share your father's power!]
Xue Chen: [Don't forget, Tong Guan still has Xiao Liu by his side. If my father can take back the military power, it's fine. If he really can't take it back, then I will kill Tong Guan and take the position myself. 】
The system almost forgot that its host was not only a pervert, but also a ruthless person.
The man from the nameless island left quickly. Gong Jiu sat in a chair in a daze for a while. Not long after, another person came over.
"Mr. Jiu." The newcomer was very short, but very strong. He looked very big and should be a martial artist.
"Any news?"
"The palace mistress doesn't want to come back."
Gong Jiu's face was gloomy: "What did she say?"
The martial artist continued: "You ordered people to place the palace mistress in Taihu Lake. The palace mistress has now run a successful restaurant. She said she likes this kind of life and doesn't want to get involved in martial arts anymore."
Gong Jiu: "I see."
The man left after reporting.
Gong Jiu had a blank expression on his face. It was unknown what he was thinking.
Qingtan was afraid of missing him meeting someone again, so he had been guarding on the rooftop.
He knew how good his brother's martial arts was, so he didn't dare to make any noise. Since he had been quiet in the house, he was like a sculpture, motionless.
Gong Jiu suddenly stood up.
He shouted, took out a few silver needles from his body, and began to stab himself.
System: [You're not leaving yet? ]
Xue Chen: [Take another look. ]
System: [What's so good about this? You were avoiding him before, how come you're like this now?
] Xue Chen: [I'm avoiding him now too. ]
System: [Then why are you spying on him ?
] Xue Chen: [I was thinking that if he kills himself, I can collect his body. ]
System: [You're just worried about him! ] Arrogant and stubborn brother-con!
There was no one around, Gong Jiu had no self-control at all, he rolled on the ground, banged his head against the wall, stabbed himself with a needle, and wailed in pain, and calmed down with difficulty without anyone to help.
He panted on the ground for a while, and finally left the courtyard.
Xue Chen: [Now I know where the legend of ghosts here came from.]
System: […]
Qingtan looked at the blood-stained walls and the ground, [It’s really not clean.]
System: [I’m the only one curious, how is he going to get home like this? If someone sees you, your reputation will be ruined!]