After calming down, Yun Xiangnanshan thanked Ning Yao again.
Ning Yao said, "Now that you can see again, the Taoist priest will be coming to my house in three days. Are you coming back with me now, or will you come back in three days?"
Yun Xiangnan agreed to go home with Ning Yao without even thinking.
That evening at the Ning family manor, Ning Yao had just arrived home when Zhi Lan came over.
Seeing Yun Xiang and Nan Shan together, she didn't say anything.
"Miss, Liu Zi has taken everything from the warehouse. He just sent someone over to say that according to your plan, those things may not be enough, and you need to prepare some more."
Ning Yao shook her head: "No need, that's enough. Keep the rest of the land for me, I have other uses for it. Have Liu Zi come over to the house in three days, I have something to tell him."
"Yes, Miss!"
"By the way, this is the woman we rescued from the ancestral hall the other day. She'll be staying at our house starting today. Please take her to the guest room."
"This servant understands!"
Finally, Ning Yao said to Yun Xiang and Nan Shan, "Rest early. Your skills will improve in the next few days. Try using your internal energy yourself. Whether you succeed or not in three days, this is your only chance."
Yun Xiangnan nodded: "I know!"
The next morning, the training ground was bustling with activity.
When Ning Yao arrived, she saw Xiao Yuanhuai personally instructing Ning Yiyi.
The little one was practicing horse stance. Because of his small size and the fact that he was a little unsteady at the beginning, he was swaying all over.
No one knows what method Xiao Yuanhuai used to make him so obedient. Even though he couldn't stand steadily, he still pursed his lips and persevered.
Meanwhile, Hua Yan led everyone in stretching their muscles, seemingly preparing for a sparring match.
Hua Yan held a slender wooden stick, which she twirled in her hand like a sword.
"Let me test your level today, and then I'll tailor a training plan for you."
“I and Guard Xiao will lead the way. The women will fight me, and the men will fight him.”
Apart from Ning Yao and Ning Jin, in the eyes of others, Hua Yan is still the same woman, only now she knows kung fu.
Ning Yao watched the lively training ground with great interest, and time flew by.
Ning Yiyi had finished practicing her horse stance and was now randomly poking at the air with her small wooden sword to practice her arm strength.
Hua Yan and Xiao Yang were also quick; they could figure out each other's strengths after just three to five moves.
When it was Ning Wenyi's turn, Xiao Yang fought him for more than ten moves before being defeated.
Xiao Yang looked at Ning Wenyi approvingly: "Master's skills are quite good. Perhaps because he started learning martial arts too late, he only used one-third of the power of this sword technique. If he practices more and spends more time on it, he will definitely be better than he is now!"
Ning Wenyi laughed heartily: "I only started learning martial arts when I was nearly forty, and it's only been two years. If we're talking about skill, my daughter is the real expert, bringing me to where I am today!"
"Oh? Master means that this sword technique was created by Miss Ning?"
"That's right! Not only me, but everyone in this training ground, whether master or servant, has created their own insights and techniques. She's a genius!"
Hua Yan and Xiao Yang had just fought against everyone and indeed discovered that, although not all of them were completely different, there were at least three or four different moves they used.
Each one is well-suited to each individual, and these techniques and swordplays are all newly created by Ning Yao herself, which is truly remarkable.
Those who can create their own martial arts techniques and swordplay are basically capable of establishing their own sect and forming their own lineage.
"The Third Miss is truly remarkable; she is proficient in martial arts, swordsmanship, and medical skills to save lives!"
On Xiao Yang's side, Ning Wenyi is the most powerful, while on Hua Yan's side, Zhilan is the most powerful.
Zhilan has always been personally taught and guided by Ning Yao, so it goes without saying how outstanding she is.
The excitement at the training ground continued, but Ning Yao left and went to the West Garden.
Since Tingyun and his group of five arrived at the West Garden, they have rarely gone out.
Madam Ning and Ning Qiong would come every morning and evening to teach for an hour each.
In the morning, students learn poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting to enrich their knowledge; in the evening, they practice etiquette and manners and learn how to interact with others.
After evening classes, homework is assigned, such as writing a poem, composing a lyric, or setting a melody.
More than ten days have passed, and Ning Yao's eyes lit up when she saw the five people.
"Greetings, Third Miss!" With just a simple bow, he already met Ning Yao's expectations.
His demeanor and appearance have greatly improved!
"It's very good. It's only been ten days or so and it's already so effective. I'm already looking forward to the results in a month."
"We will certainly live up to the Third Miss's expectations!"
The human traffickers arrived again right after lunch.
"This humble servant greets the Third Miss!"
"when?"
The slave trader said, "I just received news that someone has released the evil spirit from the three-courtyard house! Now the whole city is in an uproar, saying they want to find the Taoist priest from back then to capture the evil spirit!"
Ning Yao raised an eyebrow: "Evil spirits? What do you mean?"
"I thought that thing was being suppressed, so I didn't say anything and didn't want to cause you any trouble. But who knew that rumors would spread throughout the city these past few days, saying that the evil spirit in the house had been released!"
"It was originally kept in the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall had offerings and a strong incense smell, which was very effective against that thing. In addition, the Taoist priest used a specially made lock to lock it up, which is why it has been peaceful for so many years."
Ning Yao asked with a smile, "I only have one question for you: if the evil spirits have truly been suppressed, why did they only start to become restless a few days ago?"
The slave trader was stunned.
"You said that there are quite a few people renting here, but it was only recently that this tenant moved in and the haunting started. After the tenant moved out, rumors started to spread in the city that someone had released something that was being suppressed."
"Then let me ask you, when it's haunted, why doesn't anyone say it's because evil spirits have been released? It's only after people have moved away that rumors start to circulate."
"Is this really true, or is someone deliberately spreading rumors to cause panic? Has anyone gone to check inside the house? Is the ancestral hall door closed or open?"
Ning Yao's eyes sharpened: "Was this caused by the tenant, or was it deliberately orchestrated to target you and me?"
The human trafficker was completely dumbfounded; it seemed that was the case.
Everyone is spreading rumors, but no one knows where they originated.
Even though he had only heard about it, he rushed over to report to Ning Yao.
As for what the inside of the house actually looks like, and whether the ancestral hall door is open or closed, he has never confirmed it.
So, is it possible that this whole thing was just a baseless rumor?
The slave trader turned deathly pale upon realizing this.
I didn't do a good job for my employer, and this has caused such bad news.
Ning Yao continued, "Speaking of which, I have another question. Did you personally witness the Taoist priests suppressing evil spirits back then? You said there was a specially made lock on the ancestral hall door, did you also personally see that?"
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