Two groups of people? Lou Cheng narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but criticize his master in his mind.
Isn't this a little too unreliable?
Isn't he afraid that the Fighting Formula will be taken by others in advance? Why wait until I'm free?
Is training more important than the Fighting Formula?
Well, for Master, it seems that he might really answer "yes" …
He doesn't care about the Nine Words Formula at all …
As he pondered, Lou Cheng put away his other emotions and looked at Li Wanquan with a half-smile.
"Two groups of people came to ask you? A while ago? You're still standing here. That means you didn't lie to them … "
"Do you think I can make money by lying to you? Seriously! " Li Wanquan said in a huff. He rubbed his thumb and index finger together and made a counting gesture. "I heard that there are consultants who can make money by answering questions, right?"
Bro, you're outdated … Go on Weibo more often. You can make money by answering questions … Lou Cheng's mouth twitched. He smiled and said, "How much do you want?"
"Ten thousand!" Li Wanquan's eyes flashed as he demanded an exorbitant price.
Lou Cheng laughed deliberately. "Why don't I ask Auntie Xiu and the others? They just said that they've been seeing some familiar faces coming to you recently. Maybe you know where they've been hanging around recently, right?"
He was bluffing based on logic. If the two groups of people had succeeded, he could go to bed and leave the rest to the military.
If they hadn't succeeded yet and ran into problems that required more information, it was very likely that they would come to Li Wanquan again and become the "familiar face" of a foreigner. It was impossible to tell whether or not the person was lying through their expressions or movements through the phone.
Li Wanquan's eyes flickered. He forced a smile and said, "What do they know? How about this? Since you're so sincere, I won't ask for much. Just a few hundred will do. "
"Sure." Lou Cheng looked at the counter and pointed at a silver amulet with delicate patterns. "Eight hundred. Add this."
"Okay!" Li Wanquan took out the amulet swiftly. "Here you go!"
… Damn it, do you have to be so proactive … I still feel like I'm being cheated … Lou Cheng took the amulet, took out his wallet, and counted the cash. He didn't plan to pay with his mobile phone because he didn't want to leave any information.
Taking the eight red notes, Li Wanquan beamed and said, "Go to 15 Wanhe Street and find Old Nanny Qiu. When my mother was still alive, my father was with her. During that time, he was often away from home. When he came back, he would give my mother the wine pot he made. Yes, the one you want."
"Old Granny Qiu, No. 15, Wanhe Street …" Lou Cheng memorized the name and continued, "What kind of person is she?"
Li Wanquan lowered his voice and said, "She was very mysterious. She didn't go out for a few days. But she was really handsome when she was young …" Li Wanquan said in a low voice, "She had a lot of lovers. They all trembled at the mention of her name. My father was the same …"
Lou Cheng listened without saying anything. When he was out of the door, he found a resident of Zhengyun Ancient City who was willing to answer his questions. He indirectly verified Li Wanquan's words.
Carrying his luggage, he glanced at his phone and started walking toward Wanhe Street according to the map.
This was a relatively quiet alley, and the buildings were well preserved in their appearance from more than a hundred years ago. Without looking at the wires in the air and the air conditioner hanging on the wall, Lou Cheng really felt like he was back in ancient times, wandering in the martial arts world.
As he approached Courtyard No. 15, Lou Cheng felt goosebumps all over his body. He sensed several gazes from the dark.
He didn't stop and kept walking. He passed by Old Nanny Qiu's house and looked around leisurely, like a tourist passing by.
When the scrutinizing eyes moved away from him, the door of courtyard No. 15 opened with a creak. Lou Cheng turned his head and saw the strong man in a black T-shirt walking out of the courtyard.
His face was gloomy. He looked into the dark and said in a low voice,
"She's gone!"
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly grinned and laughed louder and louder.
"Haha, haha, haha …"
The uncontrollable laughter echoed in the alley, which formed a strange contrast with the quiet atmosphere.
Lou Cheng didn't hide his surprise and perfectly played the role of a bystander. He even picked up his phone to take a video of the man in the black T-shirt who had lost his composure.
Several vigorous men and women ran out of the dark and surrounded the man in the black T-shirt, blocking the view of the bystander.
Dozens of seconds later, the man in the black T-shirt calmed down and gasped for breath. One of the men and women walked toward Lou Cheng, deliberately shaking his muscles, trying to drive him away.
Lou Cheng shook his head slightly and didn't stay. He turned around and left.
Old Nanny Qiu is really weird …
Now it seems that she has gone missing. How can I find her …
Thoughts flashed through Lou Cheng's mind one after another. He vaguely understood why his master wanted to use this incident to train him.
A martial artist couldn't spend his life in the ring. The ability to deal with complicated things without relying on martial arts was very important.
…
After that, Lou Cheng didn't go to 15 Wanhe Street anymore. Like a serious tourist, he wandered around Zhengyun Ancient City. He took a lot of photos, ate a lot of local specialties, and inquired about many things. During this time, he met the two girls in the back row again, but didn't see the man in the black T-shirt again.
At around eight o 'clock in the evening, he was lying on the bed with his phone in hand, browsing the local news.
Finally, a special reminder sounded. Yan Zheke sent a stretching emoji and said, "Finally got over the jet lag. I was sleepy before, but today I'm full of energy!"
Then she covered her mouth and laughed. "Did they take a new picture of you after they asked you to?"
Beep, beep, beep. She replied to Lou Cheng's previous messages one by one, typing fast.
"I didn't pay attention. I guess it was …" Lou Cheng began to talk about what he had seen today in high spirits. Once Yan Zheke was free, she would respond with interest. Before she went out, she sent a selfie and asked "proudly", "Cheng, what do you think of my outfit?"
She wore a pair of black-rimmed plain glasses, which covered half of her beautiful face. Her hair was tied into an ordinary hairstyle, and she was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans.
"You don't have to be so old-fashioned, right?" Lou Cheng replied with a smile.
Yan Zheke replied with a clenched fist emoji, "Of course! I refuse to be harassed, concentrate on my studies, work hard, graduate early, and find my Cheng! "
"Pfft, I'm afraid you'll feel depressed." Lou Cheng was touched and happy to persuade her.
"No, studying makes me happy!" Yan Zheke replied with an emoji of adjusting her sunglasses.
They chatted intermittently until Lou Cheng went to bed. The next morning, he got up half an hour early to say good night to Yan Zheke, put on his dark martial arts suit, and ran to Old Nanny Qiu's house at No. 15 Wanhe Street.
Based on his observation yesterday, he didn't go to the front door but to the side. He put his palm on the wall and jumped into the nearby yard in the dim night. He landed silently.
After jumping over another wall, Lou Cheng sneaked into Old Nanny Qiu's house, trying to find some clues. After what happened yesterday, there shouldn't be any danger here.
With both feet on the ground, Lou Cheng quickly scanned the scene in the yard with the help of the dim light in the dark. He saw that there were a lot of old broken bottles and jars. Some were filled with water, some were planted with flowers, some were planted with vegetables, and some were full of disgusting filth.
The ground wasn't smoothed with cement. After a heavy rain in the middle of the night, it was muddy and there were two puddles.
Lou Cheng walked around them softly and approached the door. When he was about to open it, he heard a squeak, which was like a clap of thunder in the quiet dark at five o 'clock in the morning.
With a clap of thunder, the door suddenly opened. A ghostly figure, blurred by the darkness of the night, came face to face with Lou Cheng in a narrow path.
There was another martial artist who chose to explore this place in the early hours of the next day, just before sunrise, just like Lou Cheng.
Not only was Lou Cheng startled, but the vague figure was also stunned. He took a deep breath and quickly made a Force Concentration, hoping to strike first and open a path.
With the Absolute Reaction, Lou Cheng's hair stood on end. In his mind, he instantly sketched out the word "Army" that was full of murderous intent.
But he didn't say anything in case he was recognized. He just mixed this feeling with his own spirit and released it as a terrifying momentum.
The black figure, whose right arm swelled and was about to punch, suddenly shivered and slowed down.
Lou Cheng lowered his waist and gathered and released his qi and blood. He used his fist as an iron hammer and smashed at the figure.
Bang! With a muffled sound, the black figure hurriedly parried and staggered backward.
Lou Cheng swung his right fist back, borrowed the strength, and made a Force Concentration. The combination was as smooth as flowing water.
Bang! Bang! Bang! He punched and kicked three times in a row, sending his opponent flying backward.
Lou Cheng didn't stop. He glanced around and memorized the scene in Old Nanny Qiu's room. Then, he retreated and quickly flipped over the wall. In less than ten seconds, he was back on the route of his morning exercise.
In the room, the black figure knocked over Old Nanny Qiu's table. He was desperate and wanted to make a last struggle. But when he rolled away and stood up, he saw that the door was empty. It was dark and quiet. There was no enemy.
The previous storm of attacks was like a dream.
The black figure was stunned. He took a deep breath and didn't dare to stay any longer. He rushed out of the room and escaped from Old Nanny Qiu's house before others came.
He was vigilant all the way, looking back from time to time. He took several detours before he entered the guesthouse.
"Senior brother, how was it? Did you find anything?" His junior brother and sister, who were waiting for him, surrounded him.
The black figure was a strong man in his late twenties. Hearing the question, he said anxiously, "Nothing, but I met a master …"
"A master?" His junior sister blurted out in surprise.
"Yes!" The black figure nodded solemnly, as if he had returned to the past.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure standing silently outside. His back was shimmering, and his face was completely blurred, as if he had completely blended into the darkness.
Before he made a move, he felt like he was trapped in a desperate situation. His body and mind trembled, and he almost couldn't resist.
But the opponent's next attack was like a stormy sea, breaking his stance in three or four moves and making him feel like he was about to die.
But under such circumstances, the opponent was gone, as if he had never been there.
Thinking of this, the black figure realized that his back was covered in cold sweat, soaking his clothes.
"Quick, report to the sect and ask them to send a master!" he said hurriedly.
His junior brother frowned. "We haven't found Old Nanny Qiu yet. Isn't it too early to ask the elders for help?"
"No, it'll be too late if we wait until we find Old Nanny Qiu!" The black figure said resolutely.
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