"Master, can you be a bit faster?" Song Shuhang looked towards the hospital, worried that the Immortal Farming Sect uncle would rush over at any time.
In that instant, the taxi driver's mind was filled with many melodramatic scenarios such as' a loving young couple, but their parents don't acknowledge them; the two meet at the hospital, and elope '.
"Sit tight!" The taxi driver stepped on the accelerator, and the taxi quickly sped off …
In the hospital, Dr. Lee finished his work and returned to rest, and just happened to see the scene of Song Shuhang carrying Su Clan's Shiliu up the taxi.
"Eh? The one who just ran out was Zhao Yaya's little brother right? He seems to be carrying someone in his arms? That bedsheet is from our hospital right? What's going on? "Dr. Lee's face was blank.
Just as he was pondering, a middle-aged office worker uncle leapt down the stairs. It was over ten steps, and he actually leapt down in one step?
"Hey, don't randomly jump around in the hospital. It's very dangerous." Dr. Lee called out to stop him.
But the uncle didn't care so much right now. He gritted his teeth, and quickly chased after the taxi.
On the way, there were many obstacles that blocked the uncle's way. For example, flower beds, railings, and parked cars. But nothing could block the uncle. He was like a parkour expert, moving horizontally and vertically, advancing in a straight line.
"Oh, cool!" Many people took out their handphones, and recorded this expert's spectacular parkour.
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In less than three minutes, the taxi had already stopped at Auspicious Street.
Song Shuhang carried Su Clan's Shiliu out of the car, and took out a fifty dollar bill and gave it to the taxi driver. "Thank you, master. Keep the change."
He didn't dare waste time. Who knew when that Immortal Farming Sect uncle would catch up? Not waiting for the taxi driver to reply, he carried Su Clan's Shiliu, and quickly entered the depths of Auspicious Street.
"Turn left. Ande Building A, nineteenth floor. That's where I live. There's a place we can temporarily hide in there. "Su Clan's Shiliu said softly.
Halfway there, she had concealed her aura. Because of the intense pain before, she couldn't even conceal her aura, which was why the Immortal Farming Sect uncle had locked onto her position.
Unfortunately, Song Shuhang did not know how to conceal his aura.
Song Shuhang carried her into the Andrew Building. Lucky for them, the doors of the elevator had just opened. There was only one elevator in this suite. If he was unlucky, he would have to wait for a long time.
Sitting all the way to the 19th floor, Shiliu opened the door and weakly said, "Put me down. Stay here and don't move."
Then, she entered the room and took out a bottle of medicine from the wine cabinet. She went back and sprinkled some on Song Shuhang's body.
This was a medicinal liquid that could temporarily conceal one's aura and smell. After sprinkling it, Song Shuhang's aura and scent were cut off at the door. However, it only lasted for a few minutes.
"Come with me." Shiliu pulled Shuhang to the bedroom, then she opened the wardrobe and pulled out the clothes inside. After fiddling with the wardrobe for a while, he found a secret door.
This was the cubicle between the bedroom and the bathroom. The design was very ingenious. From the outside, it was impossible to imagine that there was a secret room here.
"Come in." Shiliu said.
Song Shuhang entered the secret room with her.
Shiliu pulled out the clothes in the wardrobe, pressed the switch, and closed the wardrobe and the entrance to the secret room.
She wasn't done yet. She took out a small scroll from the secret room and stuck it on the door. There was a formation on the scroll that could conceal one's aura and sound, creating a perfect hiding place.
Song Shuhang saw that Shiliu had a prepared appearance, and doubtfully asked, "You knew that this uncle was looking for you?"
Shiliu shook her head and said, "Our Su Clan has a lot of business, and we have a lot of enemies. This secret room was just a precaution. This was originally the storage room of the previous owner, I just made some changes. "
Song Shuhang nodded — — it wasn't easy for a cultivator family.
The secret room wasn't big. The two people sat face to face in the secret room, and could hear each other's breathing.
"Will that uncle be able to find this place?" Song Shuhang asked in a low voice.
"I concealed my aura on the way here … but, as long as he's not an idiot, he'll still find this room." Su Clan's Shiliu looked at Song Shuhang.
Because Song Shuhang didn't conceal his aura on the way here, even if he lost Su Clan's Shiliu's aura, the uncle could still follow Song Shuhang's aura to find him.
Then the question is … is that uncle an idiot?
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Although the uncle was amusing, he wasn't an idiot.
He followed Song Shuhang's aura, and smoothly found Andrew A's building.
"It's here, there's still that swindler's aura inside!" The uncle sneered. A cultivator's sense of smell was more sensitive than a dog's, and he wouldn't forget that swindler's aura.
He used his strength to push open the room's door. No matter how sturdy the door was, it was just fragile skin in the hands of a cultivator.
"You can't escape, damn swindler, and Su Clan's junior!" The uncle rushed into the room, his angry voice deafening.
However … the entire suite was empty. There was not a single person in sight.
And that swindler's aura and aura were cut off at the door — there was a faint smell of a special medicinal liquid in the air.
"I was tricked again?" The uncle flew into a rage.
He began to frantically search the room, smashing things, and ripping the ceiling. He searched every possible hiding place, but still couldn't find Song Shuhang and Su Clan's figures.
"Damn it, where did they run off to?" The uncle bellowed, and rushed out of the room, madly running away.
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When Song Shuhang heard that the outside had quietened down, he asked, "Uncle left?"
"How could it be so easy … I can only hope he won't tear down the room." Shiliu shook her head.
This time she had escaped with too few things on her.
Otherwise, if she had a few talisman treasures, powerful magic weapons, or pills that could temporarily suppress her injuries, the Immortal Farming Sect uncle wouldn't have been a threat to her.
Just as she had expected, not long after, a slight noise came from outside again.
It was that Immortal Farming Sect uncle who had left and returned.
The uncle was amusing, but he still knew how to use a backstabbing tactic.
"Damn it, don't tell me they really escaped?" The uncle muttered to himself.
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After a long time, the outside once again regained its tranquility, and there were no strange sounds.
"Uncle left again?" Song Shuhang asked. Because he was afraid of being discovered, he didn't dare to use his spiritual energy to probe.
Shiliu shook her head. She had a method to monitor every movement outside the secret room. "That Immortal Farming Sect fellow is currently staying in the guest room, looking like he's waiting for a hare to come to him."
"Then what do we do now? Wait for uncle to leave? "Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.
"If he leaves, that's for the best. If he continues to stay here, and my internal injuries don't flare up at night, I'll be able to dispatch him with one palm." Shiliu said indifferently.
Damn it, he had forgotten that this girl's true identity was a genius similar to Jouko Hagi. At such a young age, she was already undergoing the Rank 3 Tianlei Tribulation.
According to the names of some ancient cultivation sects, Rank 1 was called Body Refining, Rank 2 to Rank 4 was called Qi Refining, and Rank 5 was called Jin Dan Great Dao. This girl was already at the upper levels of Qi Refining, and was just a step away from the peak of Qi Refining, preparing to condense into a great expert like Jin Dan.
As long as she temporarily suppressed the injuries from the Heavenly Tribulation, then dealing with that uncle would be as easy as playing with a toy?
Anyway, for the time being … both sides were just wasting time like this.
Bored, Song Shuhang began to cultivate the [True Self Meditation Scripture], tempering his spiritual energy.
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Time flew, and soon it was noon.
Song Shuhang's stomach growled. He had just entered the path of cultivation, and his body needed large amounts of Qi and blood. So, the more he ate, the faster he became hungry.
"Is there anything to eat?" Song Shuhang asked.
Since it was a secret room, there should be food and drinks prepared, right?
"I can abstain from eating." Shiliu's pupils lifted slightly, and he said indifferently.
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