Chapter 226
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"Fellow Zhao, are you sure they went missing here? Could it be that they went somewhere else? Or did they encounter a monster? "Wang Changsheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he asked curiously.
"No, we are sure that they went missing here. The five of them are at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, and they are good at joint attacks. When the five of them work together, even a Level Two monster is no match for them. The Spirit Qi here is very thin, so it's good that there are a few Level One monsters. It's unlikely that a Level Two monster will appear. However, we will only know the result after the investigation. No matter what, we want to see them alive or dead. If someone has harmed our Haoran Academy's disciples, our Haoran Academy will not let them go." At the end of his words, the middle-aged man glanced at Wang Changsheng.
When Immortal Wang saw this, his expression became a bit displeased. The other party's words clearly showed that they were suspicious of him. Immortal Wang already said what he needed to say, so he didn't have any interest in explaining anything either. It was up to them whether they believed him or not. Even if the four of them attacked him together, Immortal Wang still didn't feel any fear.
After a while, the man in blue and the other three people carried the processed wild boar in and put it on a simple grill to roast.
Next, the man in blue and the others discussed poetry and songs. Wang Changsheng did not know anything, so he sat aside and listened quietly. The middle-aged man and the round-faced man did not seem to be interested and would occasionally respond. Most of the time, it was the two young Confucian scholars chatting with Chen Qiusheng and the other three people.
After a while, the wild boar was cooked, emitting a strong fragrance that made people salivate.
"Mr. Zhao, here." The man in blue cut a small piece of barbecued meat with a dagger and handed it to the middle-aged man.
"Thank you, but no, we had dinner on the way here. You can eat!" The middle-aged man shook his head and politely refused.
"Brother Zhao Qian, Brother Zhao Kun, you are not hungry?" The man in blue asked curiously.
"No, no, you can eat!" A young Confucian scholar shook his head and said, but he could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"Since none of you are hungry, Brother Changsheng, this piece of meat is for you as a reward for your hard work in hunting." The blue-clothed man handed the piece of meat to Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng nodded and took the piece of barbecued meat, swallowing it in two bites.
Next, Wang Changsheng's group of five divided the wild boar and ate it. Wang Changsheng only ate a few pieces, most of it was eaten by Chen Qiusheng's group.
After dinner, Chen Qiusheng's group of four continued to discuss poems and songs with the middle-aged man's group. Seeing this, Wang Changsheng found a corner to sit down and closed his eyes to rest.
Not long after, the middle-aged man and the other three also went to rest. They also chose a corner to sit cross-legged and closed their eyes to rest.
After Chen Qiusheng and the other three read for a while, they extinguished the firewood and each found a place to rest.
In the dead of the night, the temple was so dark that one could not see one's fingers. Occasionally, one could hear a few snoring sounds.
A gust of cold wind suddenly blew, causing the dilapidated door of the temple to sway back and forth, making a "bang" sound.
Even so, no one woke up. Everyone seemed to be sleeping soundly.
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