Sister, please help me practice

Chapter 224 Dual cultivation is never enough [4k please subscribe! 】

Time flies, and three days fly by.

At the top of Nanming Mountain, Hu Zijin looked at Chu Ming and An Muqing standing next to the chariot, and a deep feeling of loneliness and loneliness suddenly surged through his originally peaceful heart.

"Ming'er, Mu Qing, are you really leaving?"

"Sorry Aunt Jin, we are leaving today."

Chu Ming could understand Xuzijin's feeling of loss and pain, so he immediately stepped forward and hugged her gently, comforting her softly.

"After all, Tianyan Sect is my home and I need to go back, but that doesn't mean we won't see each other again."

"I know."

Hu Zijin let out a long sigh, then ignored An Muqing who was watching from the side and wrapped his arms around Chu Ming's waist and whispered softly.

"As long as you don't forget Aunt Jin."

"How could I forget you?"

Chu Ming chuckled and was about to say something, when An Muqing on the side also rushed over and grabbed Yu Zijin's hand tightly.

"Master, I will miss you very much!"

"Mu Qing, I can still believe what others say, but I really can't believe what you say."

Hu Zijin patted An Muqing's forehead with a doting look on his face, his tone was quite helpless.

"When you left that time, wasn't it because I called you and even sent Blazing Fire Guards to find you that you came back?"

"This is..."

An Muqing stuck out her tongue cutely, then hugged Yu Zijin's arm and laughed.

"I will definitely come back on time this time."

"Then I'll trust you again."

Hu Zijin smiled gently, temporarily soothing his heart that was originally a little sad due to parting.

"correct."

After Chu Ming and An Muqing boarded the car, Hu Zijin suddenly stopped them and his expression became more solemn.

"There is a disaster happening in the Chen Kingdom. It happens to be on your way back to Tianyan Sect. How about Ming'er and Mu Qing, please handle it smoothly."

"Calamity?"

Chu Ming looked slightly stunned.

"Aunt Jin, what kind of disaster is this?"

"A large number of evil-possessed people have appeared in some cities. They have become extremely irritable and attack others indiscriminately."

"Is it."

Chu Ming couldn't help but hold his chin and think carefully.

It was Chen Guo who encountered the plague last time, and it was Chen Guo who was possessed by the evil this time.

What a coincidence that all kinds of bad luck happened to you?

"Okay Aunt Jin, I will investigate and solve it."

Chu Ming nodded slightly, and immediately said goodbye to Yu Zijin, and then embarked on the journey back to Tianyan Sect with An Muqing.

"What do you mean by the evil spirit?"

An Muqing, who was bored on the road, also began to discuss with Chu Ming the tasks assigned to them by Yu Zijin.

"Could it be like last time, caused by some evil cultivators?"

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as we thought."

Chu Ming shook his head. Although his expression was solemn, he was not so nervous inside.

After all, he had broken through to the Dan Formation Realm and was worried that he had no place to practice, but trouble came to his door.

"Why isn't it simple?"

An Muqing's cute question brought Chu Ming back to his senses.

"Do you know anything?"

"do not know."

Seeing that Chu Ming was making a fool of himself and refusing to explain to herself, An Muqing couldn't help but bulge her cheeks slightly in resentment.

"You didn't tell me!"

"It's not that you won't tell me, but I'm not sure."

Chu Ming hugged An Muqing tightly in his arms with helplessness, smelled the quiet body fragrance on her body and smiled slightly.

"But you don't need to care too much about this, after all, I am here."

"Then it's all up to you!"

An Muqing chuckled.

The original purpose of her return to Tianyan Sect with Chu Ming was to have a good time, so after seeing him taking over the tasks given by Hu Zijin, she was happy and relaxed.

"If you need help, come to me."

"I really need your help with something."

Seeing Chu Ming's evil smile and his dishonest hands, An Muqing couldn't help but blush slightly and rolled her eyes at him in embarrassment.

"Are you here again? Chu Ming, are you an animal? We didn't sleep all night yesterday..."

"Compared to the boring practice of sitting cross-legged, there is no such thing as too much dual practice."

Chu Ming couldn't help but lean down and take a bite of An Muqing's tender cherry, and teased with a smile.

"I took the initiative yesterday, how about you do it this time?"

"Humph."

An Muqing said "Hmm" shyly, and took the initiative to hook Chu Ming's neck with her fair arms, and her slender waist began to twist restlessly...

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Chen Guo, border city.

After the last plague, this normally bustling city has now become extremely desolate. However, as the center of trade between Chen State and other countries, with the concerted efforts of many people, it has gradually returned to its former prosperity. and lively.

However, in this city that has experienced disasters and vicissitudes of life, many strange things have happened recently.

"Have you heard that Widow Zhao from the east of the city is suddenly pregnant!"

"what?"

In the corner of the tavern, several strong men who had just finished their farm work were gathering in small groups to chat, drinking and eating peanuts while discussing the interesting things happening around them.

"Could it be that our brothers couldn't hold it back and took action?"

One of them, a thin, monkey-like middle-aged man, chuckled, filled everyone's glasses with wine, and asked in a low voice.

"I remember that Widow Zhao has a good figure and is exquisite. Her last man died because he was too excited during the wedding night. Brothers, please be careful."

"How can we be so lucky?"

At this time, the bald middle-aged man looked around, wiped the sweat from his forehead and suddenly said in a condensed voice.

"But even though we are so lucky, we don't dare to look for Widow Zhao."

"I heard that the child she gave birth to was a monster! It's outrageous!"

"monster?"

These words aroused the interest of many people. They lowered their heads at the same time, put their hands on the shoulders of the bald man and asked in a low voice.

"Real or fake? Bald Donkey, what does that monster look like?"

"Don't call me a bald donkey!"

The bald man opened the hand on his shoulder with disgust, then his expression changed and he said mysteriously.

"That monster looks a lot like Widow Zhao!"

"Cut~"

After hearing this, the people around him suddenly showed disappointed expressions and laughed displeasedly.

"Old bald donkey, your bald head was kicked by a donkey? What's the problem with the child looking like the mother?"

"This is a big problem!"

The bald middle-aged man trembled all over, and immediately looked frightened.

"That child doesn't look like her mother, she looks exactly the same!"

"I was kicked out of the house by my wife because of a quarrel late at night, so I thought about sleeping in a shed at home for one night." "But when I passed by the door of Widow Zhao's house, I found that the lights were still on. Out of curiosity I just wanted to see what was going on, so I quietly walked into the yard, went under the window and took a look inside the house, what do you think I saw?"

"..."

Everyone couldn't help but swallow, hold their breath and concentrate, their hearts pounding with nervousness, their appetites whetted by the bald middle-aged man.

But he stopped talking in the middle and did not continue. Instead, he suddenly started drinking, and even leisurely picked up a few peanuts with chopsticks and put them into his mouth.

"talk!"

The skinny monkey man on the side was a little impatient and snatched the wine bowl from his hand and said urgently.

"If you don't tell me half of what you say, you will have children without assholes in the future!"

"Let me moisturize my throat first!"

The bald middle-aged man looked helpless. He looked around again and suddenly whispered when he found that no one was paying attention to them.

"I saw Widow Zhao breastfeeding her child!"

"Old bald donkey, what the hell are you..."

"Don't worry!"

Seeing the skinny monkey man's angry look of wanting to fight him desperately, the bald middle-aged man quickly grabbed his hand holding the porcelain bowl, his body unable to stop shaking slightly.

"Then I discovered that the person breastfeeding was not Widow Zhao, but her husband who had been dead for a long time!"

"?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed expressions of fear and surprise.

"The person breastfeeding is Widow Zhao's husband? How is this possible!"

"I saw it with my own eyes, can it be fake?"

The bald middle-aged man licked his dry lips and said tremblingly.

"The person breastfeeding is Widow Zhao's husband, and the child in his arms looks exactly like Widow Zhao!"

"No, that child is Widow Zhao! Widow Zhao turned into a child and sucked the blood of her dead husband!"

The bald middle-aged man became more and more excited as he spoke. He immediately slapped the table and stood up. He held his head in his hands as if possessed by a man possessed and laughed maniacally. His bulging eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"What happened?"

The strangeness in the corner attracted the attention of everyone on the first floor of the tavern, and everyone unanimously focused their attention on the bald middle-aged man.

At this time, a young man in white suddenly rushed through the crowd and slapped the bald middle-aged man on the forehead, instantly causing him to collapse to the ground and pass out.

Just before everyone recovered from the sudden situation, the boy in white pulled a girl in a red dress and covered her face with a veil and left.

"What a pair of handsome men and beautiful women."

Many people secretly admired that the first floor of the tavern had returned to its former bustle.

……

"Chu Ming, what do you think happened to that guy?"

Even though she had left the tavern, An Muqing still looked back three times every step. Even though she was covered by a veil, her bright eyes still shone with curiosity.

"I think what that little bald guy said is so interesting!"

"His soul was invaded by some kind of divine consciousness, which is the so-called evil spirit."

Chu Ming held his chin and muttered to himself.

"Maybe we have to go find that Widow Zhao and ask about the situation."

"Do you think what that little bald guy said is true?"

An Muqing subconsciously hugged Chu Ming's arm tightly.

"I thought he was just telling a story."

"Perhaps this is the so-called evil incident."

Chu Ming pinched An Muqing's tender cheek and chuckled.

"Let's go to the east of the city and have a look."

"now?"

An Muqing shrank her neck when she heard this, and immediately showed a look of horror on her face, which made Chu Ming on the side couldn't help but smile.

"As a peerless genius of the Blazing Fire Immortal Sect, you are still afraid of such a thing?"

"Who wouldn't be afraid of such a weird thing!"

An Muqing quickly retorted, and upon seeing this, Chu Ming's smile couldn't help but widen a little.

"What do you mean, Mu Qing, that we go there at night?"

"No no no!"

An Muqing pointed to the inn not far away and said with a smile.

"What I mean is, I'll find an inn to stay in. Come to me after you finish handling this matter, and then we'll leave here."

"..."

Chu Ming was speechless for a long time, and finally sighed softly.

"Okay, but you can't run around. If I can't find you afterwards, don't follow me back to Tianyan Sect."

"it is good."

An Muqing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. She wasn't too worried about letting Chu Ming handle this kind of thing alone.

After all, Chu Ming was able to escape from the weird and inexplicable places in the floating environment and properly handle the dangers he encountered. This small evil incident should not pose any threat to him.

So An Muqing calmly found an inn to stay, and bought a lot of snacks from the vendors, waiting for Chu Ming to resolve the matter.

……

"Is this Widow Zhao's home?"

Based on the news he overheard in the tavern, and after scanning the surroundings with his diffused consciousness, Chu Ming found that only the quiet courtyard in front of him next to the dense forest met the conditions for a woman to live alone.

Moreover, the beautiful woman who was diligently planting vegetables in the yard also fit the description of the "graceful and graceful figure" mentioned in the chat among the strong men.

"Hello,"

Chu Ming gently pushed open the courtyard door, bowed very politely and introduced himself.

"My name is Chu Ming, and I am a scholar."

"Scholar?"

Widow Zhao wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, raised her head and said with a puzzled expression.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"I heard that there have been frequent occurrences of evil spirits in the city recently. I'm a little scared, so I plan to find a remote courtyard near the city gate to stay for one night. Would you be willing?"

Chu Ming pretended to blush slightly with embarrassment, and his eyes frequently wandered over Widow Zhao's exquisite body like a shy virgin, which made her couldn't help but raise a proud smile on her lips.

"It turns out it's a staycation."

Widow Zhao stood up suddenly, held Chu Ming's arm as if she was afraid of running away, and smiled charmingly as her eyes moved.

"Of course. There happens to be an unoccupied side room in my house. If you don't mind it..."

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!"

Chu Ming blushed and waved his hands, and his shy eyes were extremely panicked. This made Widow Zhao have evil thoughts in her heart, and she gently leaned down and said coquettishly in his ear.

"In that case, please take care of me tonight."

"Okay... okay."

Chu Ming stammered a little, and then he and Widow Zhao entered the house to chat. Soon they waited until the sun set and night fell.

"It's getting late, why don't we take a rest."

"Ok."

Chu Ming smiled slightly, turned around and was about to return to his side room, but Widow Zhao behind him suddenly patted the bed under her buttocks and smiled coquettishly.

"Little guy, where are you going?"

"Wow--!"

At this time, a cry suddenly sounded from Widow Zhao's mouth, and her whole body shrank instantly, turning into a baby with a big head and a small body, who seemed to be in swaddling clothes.

Faced with such a strange scene, Chu Ming suddenly turned around and looked back. The shy smile and shyness on his face were covered by an indifferent expression.

"Of course I won't go there."

(End of this chapter)