Chapter 140 Qian Yi's Whereabouts

Murong Ji sighed lightly. When his heart was dead, everything was dead too.

"We will stay here for a few days. You can have a good rest. Then, see if you have any unfulfilled wishes. I will help you do it."

"Ding Chunqiu!"

Murong Ji was startled, and turned to look. It was Li Qiushui who spoke. He was a little confused. Isn't Ding Chunqiu your lover? !

After Li Qiu Shui finished speaking, she turned around and glanced at Tong Piaoyun with resentment in her eyes, but she didn't take any action in the end.

"Senior Sister, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

Tong Piaoyun's face turned cold, "Explanation?! What explanation should I give you?!!"

"Back then, I was paralyzed for four years. My fellow apprentices went down the mountain to live their own lives, leaving me alone to fend for myself. Oh, not really fending for myself."

"You also bought me a few maids to serve me. When they saw that I couldn't move and had no internal strength, they thought of ways to bully me!"

"Cough cough cough." Recalling that unbearable period, Tong Piaoyun's face turned red with anger, and then he recovered.

He continued, "When I was thirty, I started practicing again and reconnected my meridians. It took me another ten years to recover my internal strength."

"At that time, I was thinking, how can I take revenge on you, a bitch, so that I can make you feel pain! Hurt to the bottom of my heart, hahahaha!"

Li Qiushui's face was filled with resentment, and he gnashed his teeth and said, "You spread the rumor that I secretly kept a lover? You deceived my senior brother and bewitched his disciple Ding Chunqiu! You led him to practice poison skills!"

"Finally! Finally!"

Tong Piaoyun laughed loudly and slapped his thigh, "I didn't expect that Ding Chunqiu was really brave enough to do that! He drugged you and let Junior Brother catch him red-handed! Hahahaha."

"It's so happy, it's so happy!"

Li Qiu Shui became furious and struck out with his Baihong palm force.

Murong Ji grabbed it and used up his palm power, "Okay, stop talking. It's getting late, take a rest early, and we'll go out for a walk later."

Li Qiu Shui was upset and stood up and left.

Murong Ji sighed lightly. He was a little confused. If that was the case, why didn't he kill Ding Chunqiu?
Tong Piaoyun picked up the teacup, took a sip of water, and continued, "I also want to kill Ding Chunqiu. Back then, I wanted to cause trouble for them, but..."

"Hey, Ding Chunqiu's internal strength is not that strong, but his poison skills are extremely vicious. Junior brother wants to kill this adulterous couple."

"Even if the two of them joined forces, they were no match for Junior Brother. Unfortunately, Li Qiushui also learned the Bei Ming Divine Art. She attacked him with her White Rainbow Palm and together with Ding Chunqiu, she knocked Junior Brother off the cliff..."

Murong Ji was still thinking about these things until he fell asleep. He had already asked the people from the Beggar Gang to investigate the whereabouts of Ding Chunqiu. All that was left was to wait for the result.

In a daze, a voice appeared in Murong Ji's mind, [The anchor character encountered man-made danger. ]

Murong Ji suddenly sat up, his face solemn. His cheap wife was assassinated? ! !
"How is she doing now?"

There was no response, Murong Ji knew that was it, and continued to lie down and sleep.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, another voice came, "It's all right now."

Murong Ji's face was filled with black lines, "Can't you anchor a stronger character?"

Just by hearing the word "anchor point", he knew what it meant. If something happened to Yang Yueman, would it affect him? He was not sure, but it would definitely have an impact!

[The person I chose who would not die easily was killed by you. ]

At this point, Murong Ji was furious, "Why choose Murong Fu when there are so many options?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji's whole body twitched as if he had been electrocuted, and he had no power to resist.

It's like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and it hurts deep into the soul.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly and felt that he was still alive. His eyes were a little dull and he stared blankly at the roof.

[I am not your enemy and I don't want anything from you. I just want you to do one thing from now on.]

Murong Ji came back to his senses, his face a little gloomy, and he said no more. He turned over, closed his eyes, and tried not to think about anything.

This damn thing can see into my mind. The best thing to do now is to think about nothing.

[I can explain it to you, but you have to be careful. In my eyes, you are just a worm. I am a gift to you.]

Murong Ji still didn't react at all, as if he was asleep.

[Your birth is determined by the location of the anchor point. Qiao Feng has a short life, Xu Zhu has no chance, and as for Duan Yu, as long as Dao Baifeng nods, you will die reasonably.]

[The fate of others is predetermined and difficult to change, only the Murong family is more suitable. 】

[Also, the system you think of is not as good as mine. When issuing tasks, it also deprives the host of their freedom and limits their choices to a few options.]

[I will hardly interfere with your choices. Compared with the system, I am much more merciful.]

[I can guarantee that you will live out your life in every world, and I can guarantee that I will not deprive you of your Dao Fruit.]

Murong Ji took off the Vajra Bracelet, placed it on the bedside, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

He understood what the bastard meant.

There is no good thing without a reason. When the system helps the host, it must have something in mind. He doesn't know what this dog bracelet wants to get from him.

But it is true as he said, he rarely interferes with his own choices.

Then, she recalled her childhood and frowned slightly. When Wang Zhixian became pregnant with her, she must have been confused.

Adding to the rumors about Duan Zhengchun, it was not surprising that he was in a situation where his father and mother did not love him in the Murong family.

In this era, concubines can cheat and it doesn’t matter who they choose to be with. Some people even use concubines to entertain guests.

But it’s different for a wife. She cannot have any stain on her husband once the matter is confirmed or he believes it.

The result would be disastrous. Divorce was considered the lightest punishment. The legitimate son she gave birth to would actually be downgraded to a concubine's son, with only the title of a legitimate son.

Men can remarry, and once a man remarries and has a child, the most respectable and happy outcome for the child is death from illness.

At this time, his uncle was the key to saving his life. "Why don't you see my nephew?" This one sentence worked.

As for a divorced woman, her parents' family will not accept her as their daughter. Once they do, it will be almost impossible for other daughters in the family to get married.

There is no reason. No one wants to be a sucker, especially when it comes to inheriting a family business. You can't be careless about it, as it involves the accumulated interests of several generations.

Some wealthy families, in order to maintain their reputation, would let the divorced woman die of illness. Then both the husband's family and the wife's family would be happy. It's cruel, but also true.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly. For Murong Fu at that time, dying was really the most reasonable option.

Early the next morning.

Murong Ji walked towards Su's house and knocked on the door. A servant led Murong Ji to the study.

"Master Murong, the master is waiting for you inside."

Murong Ji nodded and knocked on the study door. Just as he was about to say a few polite words, Su Shi's voice came from inside.

"come in."

Murong Ji pushed the door open and walked in, bowing and saying, "I am Murong Ji, your honor to meet you, sir."

"sit down."

Murong Ji looked up and saw that Su Shi's hair was half white and his face looked old. He had completely lost the vigor and vitality he had in the past.

It’s been more than ten years. How many more decades are left in life?

However, his frivolous temperament has not changed at all. Do you think he is working seriously? Nonsense.

Su Shi rolled up the sleeves of his scholar's robe, revealing his sturdy arms as thick as the bark of a dead tree, and licked some ice cubes to cool off.

It's totally unpresentable, otherwise how could he eat secretly in the study?

Don’t think that Su Shi is weak, or that he has not practiced martial arts. His skills are not weak. The scholars of this era have not yet experienced the mental repression and castration of the Jingkang Shame.

If you don't know some kung fu, you will be laughed at.

On the left is Huang, on the right is Cang. So, why do we use iron chains to tie up the big dogs in the countryside? Because the rope cannot be tied and will be broken by the dog.

If you lead it, it can drag you for more than ten miles.

Let's talk about the goshawk. The claws of this thing are so powerful. The claws of an adult goshawk can tear through more than three cow hides.

It can even grab a seven or eight-year-old child and fly him to a height of three or four meters.

If you don't have a strong body, you really can't play with these things.

"Want some?"

"No."

"I'm just being polite. If you really want to steal my ice, I'll get angry with you."

Murong Ji: "..."

"What are you still standing there for? Close the door immediately! If someone finds out, you'll be impeached again."

Murong Ji quickly closed the door and sat opposite Su Shi.

"Shhh, what are you doing here? Shhh~"

Murong Ji looked at Su Shi like that, and it really ruined his image. Over the years, the forty-year-old Su Shi became more and more upright in his memory.

Even lifted him up to heaven.

But every time we meet, I can refresh my understanding of him, as if he was kicked down from the clouds, and landed on his butt.

"I have some doubts that I can't resolve, so I come to the teacher to seek peace of mind."

Su Shi sneered, "Shh~ I told you a long time ago, don't learn from Foyin, that monk is a crooked one."

"I have no problem teaching you some knowledge of the Three Teachings, and I have no problem answering your questions about the knowledge. If you want to rely on him to show you the way, hehe."

"He himself doesn't understand where his own path is. It's a waste of time to point the way blindly. Isn't this misleading?

Murong Ji was silent for a while and didn't say anything. He couldn't figure out what Shi Leyuan was like. The path of immortality was vast and could not be seen or touched.

No one knows whether you are going in the right direction or in the wrong direction.

"Since your master Zhang Boduan accepted you as his closed disciple, it was because he saw in what way you resembled him, or in other words, you had something that he only coveted."

"Why else would he accept you as his disciple? Would it be discreditable to him to accept a loser as his disciple? Since he accepted you as his disciple, it means that he believes in your future in this path."

“It is precisely the things that we have never paid attention to that may constitute the conditions for ‘sincerity’.”

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, his doubts in his heart increased, so he asked: "Sir, I have a bad character, I, I have done many bad things... My moral cultivation..."

　Hey, can you change the words you say when you give a negative review? The words are exactly the same, isn't it embarrassing?

　　I know my writing is poor and I accept criticism.

　　I'm a newcomer writing a fan fiction, so what? I'm blocking your way.

　　I have been recommended for four rounds of PK, so this is not an excessive result. Besides, this is already a failure, so why should I be jealous?

　　Besides, you can't even beat a newbie like me, so you'd better go to bed.

(End of this chapter)