Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Li Ying'er's eyes were red, and her originally delicate and sweet face became ferocious and twisted, making her look extremely terrifying.

Zhao Shan's face changed drastically when he was poked at the central issue. He subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to push her away, but he held it back.

He is a martial arts practitioner, and if he strikes with one palm, he is likely to hurt Li Ying'er.

In desperation, Zhao Shan could only retreat continuously and said:

"Junior sister, please listen to my explanation, things are not like this..."

Chen Yuan came over and grabbed Li Ying'er's arms and advised:

"Junior sister, don't be like this. If you have something to say, say it properly..."

Li Ying'er tried her best to break free, but her hands were firmly grasped by Chen Yuan. She could only twist her body wildly and screamed:

"Who is your junior sister! Do you really take yourselves seriously? My father just likes you..."

Snapped!

Just as Li Yinger became more and more crazy, Mrs. Zhang rushed over and slapped her hard on the face.

Li Ying'er froze on the spot, and Chen Yuan released her hands in time.

She covered her red and swollen cheeks, looked at Mrs. Zhang blankly, and suddenly burst into tears:

"Mom, hit me..."

"shut up!"

Mrs. Zhang sternly scolded:

"How dare you be disrespectful to your two senior brothers, no matter how big or small! Someone, please take the young lady back to her room and reflect behind closed doors for three days. She is not allowed to go out for a step!"

Two maids outside the door lowered their heads and walked in quickly. One on the left and one on the right, they held Li Ying'er and walked out of the door.

"Let me go, what are you going to do, you bitch, I'm going to kill you..."

Li Ying'er's sharp voice slowly became quieter until it disappeared.

In the main hall, Zhao Shan and Chen Yuan stood there, their expressions extremely ugly.

Zhao Shan's face was scratched with several red marks by Li Ying'er. He was very embarrassed and had a complicated expression, including anger and guilt.

Mrs. Zhang suddenly bowed to the two of them and said softly:

"Xiaoshan, Erniu, Ying'er is young and ignorant. When she heard the news about her husband, she lost her mind. I apologize to you on her behalf. I hope you don't mind it."

Zhao Shan hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Mrs. Zhang, who was half-crouched. Then he remembered that men and women were not intimate, so his hand stopped in mid-air, maintaining an awkward posture, and said:

"Master, please get up quickly. I feel guilty for not being able to come back with Master. Junior sister only scolded me a few times, so it doesn't matter."

Mrs. Zhang then stood up slowly, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and said softly:

"It's not your fault. It was my husband's choice. It's just that his passing has left us widowed and orphaned, and it's hard to live. I hope you can help me for your husband's sake. I don't ask for anything else. As long as I can raise Ying'er, I will be satisfied."

Zhao Shan said:

"Don't worry, Master. When Master stayed behind, he specifically asked us to take good care of Master and Junior Sister. As long as Erniu and I are together, no one will embarrass Master!"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhang burst into tears again and cried:

"My husband has been thinking about us and my mother, but I didn't get to see him for the last time. God is so cruel..."

Zhao Shan sighed and said:

"Ji people have their own destiny. Maybe the master is still alive and will come back one day."

Mrs. Zhang shook her head gently and said:

"The bandits are ferocious, and I'm afraid my husband is already in danger. It's not easy for you to bring back a last word."

Mrs. Zhang is far more considerate than Li Ying'er, and Zhao Shan's face looks much better.

But after Li Ying'er made such a fuss, the atmosphere was extremely awkward. Zhao Shan and Chen Yuan comforted Mrs. Zhang for a few more words and then left.

After walking out of Li's Mansion, the two of them walked forward silently. Zhao Shan suddenly said:

"Junior brother, I just found out today that in Li Ying'er's eyes, I'm just a jerk."

Chen Yuan said calmly:

"Otherwise? That's a wealthy lady. Do you still expect her to treat her differently?"

"Thank you for letting me see the world clearly. I originally thought that Master sincerely accepted me as his disciple, and I still felt a little guilty in my heart, but now, haha!"

Zhao Shan sneered, looked back at Li Mansion's plaque, and strode away.

…

After Chen Yuan and Zhao Shan parted ways, they returned to the small courtyard, took a bath, put on clean and refreshing clothes, and felt brand new.

It was already dusk. Chen Yuan picked up two food boxes and went to the kitchen to prepare food.

Neither he nor Zhao Shan knew how to hunt. They could only rely on wild fruits to satisfy their hunger in the Chimang Mountains. They had never eaten a decent meal and were already hungry.

When Chen Yuan arrived at the kitchen, he was surrounded by the servants and apprentices, who all asked about the convoy.

But Sun Guanghe issued a gag order, so he could only mumble and deal with it. He returned to the courtyard with two full food boxes and started feasting.

After eating, a feeling of sleepiness came over me.

But it was not time to sleep yet. Chen Yuan endured his sleepiness and took out the ring he got from Manager Li and looked at it carefully.

There is a small mechanism on this ring. When touched, it can shoot out a white silk thread about one foot long.

This white silk thread is as thick as a hair, crystal white, invisible to the eye, and looks extremely fragile.

But Chen Yuan tried his best to stretch it even half a minute, and the texture was extremely tough.

He took down a Huanshou Dao from the weapon rack in the courtyard. He first cut it back and forth against the white silk thread, and then chopped it off with all his strength. The same result was in vain, and even the blade of the Huanshou Dao broke into pieces. Kouzi.

After being burned again, it was still as white as before, with no trace of smoke or fire at all.

Chen Yuan tied it to a stone lock weighing about 60 kilograms, and danced with it at will, surprisingly, as if he were using his arm, and the white silk thread was still intact.

After a test, Chen Yuan put it back into the ring and carefully kept it.

The white silk thread is so fine and so tough, it must not be an ordinary thing, and it cannot be easily revealed to others.

Moreover, this ring is the personal belonging of Li Guanshi, and many people in Baibing Hall know it, so it has to be disguised before it can be used.

After Chen Yuan tested the strength and characteristics of the white silk thread, an hour had passed. The sky was as dark as ink, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the stars were in the sky.

Chen Yuan took out the jade from his arms and drew the starlight into his body.

He had not used the starlight for seven days. Even if he was tired today, he could not delay it any longer.

After ten breaths, the green light on the jade disappeared, and the white light on Chen Yuan's body dissipated. The feeling of hunger that had disappeared not long ago surged up again.

Chen Yuan put away the jade pendant, opened the second food box, and devoured it.

Soon, he had eaten ten white flour cakes and three bowls of stewed meat. Although he was only three-quarters full, Chen Yuan went back to the house and fell asleep under the strong sleepiness.

...

At noon the next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Chen Yuan woke up from his sleep.

This sleep lasted for nearly seven hours. Chen Yuan felt refreshed, but he was still hungry.

He hurriedly took two food boxes and went to the kitchen to get food. After a full meal, his hunger was greatly reduced.

In the afternoon, many families of the guards found Chen Yuan and asked about the situation of the convoy. Chen Yuan was vague about it and only hinted that those guards might not come back, which caused the families to cry sadly.

It was not until the evening that there were fewer families coming to the door, and Chen Yuan finally calmed down.

After dinner, he did not stay in the small courtyard to practice martial arts, but took the two taels of silver he had saved and walked out of Xingyefang.

Along the way, Chen Yuan walked and stopped, using his super five senses to secretly observe the situation behind him.

Soon, he found that there were two people following him, acting sneakily.

Chen Yuan calmly came to a small restaurant, ordered two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, four small dishes, and a pot of rice wine, and slowly ate and drank.

The two people who followed him did not enter the restaurant, but waited on the street.

An hour later, Chen Yuan paid for the wine and strolled all the way to a busy street.

There are several brothels here, where goods are sold, brothels are for entertainment, and there are three or four brothels. It is the largest place for entertainment in Leping County.

Chen Yuan casually walked into a brothel where songs and plays were sung and performed, and sat down.

This time, the two people who followed him did not stay outside, but followed him in, sat down in the corner, and stared at Chen Yuan closely.

Chen Yuan saw it in his eyes, but his face remained calm.

After the performance began, Chen Yuan cheered loudly, sprinkled a few copper coins on the performers on the stage, and asked the servant for a large pot of turbid inferior rice wine, and drank it wildly, looking drunk.

Two hours later, the night was dark and cold.

After the show was over and the door was closed, Chen Yuan left reluctantly, holding half a pot of inferior rice wine in his hand, staggering all the way, drinking it with his head tilted back, and muttering nonsense such as "If you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune in the future" and "You can't die and lose your money".

The two people who were following him saw that Chen Yuan looked drunk and deliberately walked closer. When they heard him repeating these words over and over again, they couldn't help but smile.

Finally, Chen Yuan returned to the courtyard, staggered to open the door, but tripped over the threshold.

He lowered his head, kicked the door twice, cursed "dog", and then staggered into the door, slamming the door shut.

The next moment, Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly became clear. He took two quick steps, put the rice wine on the stone table, and then used the light body technique to climb up the middle of the locust tree. He hid behind the branches and leaves and looked out of the yard.

Tonight was the beginning of the month, the crescent moon was like a hook, the moonlight was dim, and the night was dark.

The two people who were following were stopped at the corner of the alley, staring at the gate of the small courtyard, and did not notice Chen Yuan climbing up the locust tree.

A quarter of an hour later, the two whispered a few words and turned to leave.

Chen Yuan, who had been waiting quietly on the tree for half an hour, used the light body technique, climbed over the wall, and quietly followed.