The sun was shining brightly outside the window. Lu Sheng sat on the second floor of the restaurant and looked down through the open window. There was a vendor selling sugar figurines on the spacious street. His skills were excellent, and there were many people lining up around him, waiting to make sugar figurines for children.
The customers lining up were below the window, and they took up almost half of his vision. It was noisy outside, mixed with the cries of many children.
This was Busaga Town, a true border town. It was very desolate, so a wandering sugar figurine vendor with good skills attracted many people with children to line up to buy it.
When Lu Sheng went up the stairs, he saw that most of the customers were hunters and townspeople. He didn't see many true Pugilistic World cultivators. Most of them were hooligans who didn't know the ropes, or ordinary people who hadn't even touched the edge of the Pugilistic World.
At this time, the second floor of the restaurant was bustling with business. Most of the tables were already full, and many people were still drinking and playing drinking games.
Suddenly, the waiter on the first floor came up again. He led a pale, skinny young man up slowly.
"Sir, there are only two seats left. Why don't you share with the others and eat together?"
The young man frowned and glanced at the second floor. When he saw where the waiter was pointing, his frown deepened.
That seat was next to the table where the drinking game was being played. There was a lot of noise, and laughter could be heard from time to time.
"Then I'll share the table," he said lightly. His eyes started to wander around the second floor. His eyes were all on the clean and tidy table.
Suddenly, when his eyes swept across the table where Lu Sheng was sitting, his eyes moved slightly.
"I'll sit there." He pointed at Lu Sheng's table and smiled.
"Please wait a moment. I'll go ask the customer first." The waiter immediately apologized with a bitter face. After all, that person was obviously a Jianghu fugitive.
"It's fine, it's fine." The young man's face was just short of showing that he was very curious about Jianghu people. A pair of big eyes kept sweeping across the hilt of the saber on Lu Sheng's waist.
The waiter ran to Lu Sheng and asked softly. After getting a positive answer, he ran back and replied to the young man.
"The customer said it's fine."
"That's good."
The waiter brought the young man to Lu Sheng's table and slowly sat down. Soon, the menu was served. After ordering, the young man frequently sized up Lu Sheng from the corner of his eyes.
After a while, he ate some cold dishes and took the initiative to greet them.
"Thank you, brother." He cupped his fists towards Lu Sheng, but his movements were extremely irregular, even more so than the Chen Family's young masters that Lu Sheng had seen before.
"It's okay." Lu Sheng smiled.
The two of them looked at each other in silence. After the dishes ordered by the young man were served, Lu Sheng ordered a few more dishes and a pot of dustproof wine.
"I'm sorry, sir. The Dustproof Wine has been sold out … There's only one pot left for this customer," the waiter said to Lu Sheng apologetically when he served the dishes.
"Sold out?" Lu Sheng was taken aback. The taste of this Dustproof Wine was equivalent to a wine-flavored fruit juice with chestnuts and other fruits added to it. In this world where there was no distillation technology to create high quality wine, he drank this wine like it was fruit juice.
"What about other similar wines? Are there any? "Lu Sheng was interested in this Dustproof Wine.
The waiter felt even more helpless. "I'm sorry, the other fruit wines have been sold out as well. There's only yellow wine left."
"Yellow wine?" Lu Sheng shook his head slightly.
"Looks like you're a kindred spirit, brother. It's okay, let's drink this pot together."
The young man was also taken aback, but he quickly said.
"I grew up drinking this Dustproof Wine. Every month, I'll come to the Snake Flower Restaurant and order a pot of Dustproof Wine. It's been so many years without exception."
Lu Sheng looked at the man in surprise.
"Thank you for that," he said with a smile. "The taste of this wine is really good."
"Actually, brother, you haven't tasted the other one, the Nine Dragon Snake Wine. That's even more mellow and fragrant, much stronger than this Dustproof Wine. It's incomparably delicious," the young man said with a smile. "Speaking of which, looking at brother's attire, you should be a foreigner, right? When you're out in the world, you'll always encounter strange people and strange things. If you don't mind, brother, why don't you tell me a few strange things? I'll take it as payment for the wine. "
He paused, then continued in a self-deprecating manner, "My greatest interest in life is to hear about all kinds of strange things. I only hate the fact that I don't have the chance to travel and experience them myself. I can only pin my hopes on others. "
"I do know a lot of strange things." It was Lu Sheng's first time meeting someone like this. He could feel that this person's wish was very pure, and there was no trace of it being fake.
"Brother, please serve me the dishes and wine!" The young man's eyes instantly lit up.
His biggest hobby was listening to stories. Whenever he noticed any outsiders in town, he would try his best to find an opportunity to ask for advice, hoping that the other party would tell him all kinds of strange things.
Lu Sheng did not hold back. He drank his wine and chatted casually with the man. He knew far more strange things than he could count. The Great Song and the Great Yin were full of all kinds of strange things. He could talk about them for three days and three nights without repeating them.
This time, the young man was like a spark igniting dry firewood. He discussed the ghosts in the stories with Lu Sheng one by one. He was very knowledgeable. For some ghosts that even Lu Sheng did not know about, he could instantly determine their type, ability, and general pattern of appearance.
At first, Lu Sheng thought it was a coincidence. However, as time passed, this young man could even tell the origin and appearance of a special kind of demon that he had encountered before.
This caused his heart to tremble. He gradually began to have a deep conversation with this young man.
"Brother Mei, where did you learn all these things? You're so clear and logical, as if you've really seen them before. "Lu Sheng could not help but ask.
This young man had also exchanged names with Lu Sheng. His surname was Mei, and his name was Youjiang. He was about 24 years old, and lived in this town.
"I'm ashamed to say this, but I've liked to collect ancient books and fragments since I was young. I love books as much as my life. I also like to make friends, so I collect strange things from all over the place. Although the things I know are detailed, I'm not sure if they really exist. "
"Brother Youjiang, you don't have to belittle yourself." Lu Sheng shook his head. He was shocked. He had purposely probed Mei Youjiang once before. What Mei Youjiang said was exactly the same as what he knew and had seen.
"That's not the case. Brother Lu, you don't understand my family's situation. "Mei Youjiang had a helpless expression when he said this. "My old father doesn't like me to make friends with good men everywhere. At first, he was happy to collect ancient books and fragments. However, as the number grew, it was too much of a drain on the family's wealth, so he couldn't support it anymore … My family says that I've lost my ambition because of frivolity … However, if a person doesn't have one or two ideals to pursue in life, then what's the difference between living like a walking corpse?"
Lu Sheng shook his head as well.
"There's always a use for everything you're born with. Don't be disheartened, Brother Mei. You're knowledgeable, and you'll be useful one day. It's just that you haven't had the chance yet. "
"There's always a use for everything you're born with … Good line. Brother, your literary talent is quite good. You'll be able to accompany your wine with a poem. Come!" Mei Youjiang raised his wine cup and clinked it against Lu Sheng's. Then, he downed it in one gulp.
The two of them chatted for a while longer. Mei Youjiang was talking about the origins of a strange demon that could understand all kinds of changes, was good at speaking, and understood things.
Another group of people came up from the corner of the restaurant's staircase. They were all dressed in gray servants' uniforms. The leader was a woman with shapely eyebrows and a cherry mouth. Her cheeks were as beautiful as peach blossoms, and her breasts were extremely majestic. A red belt was tied around her waist, and her long legs were wrapped in tight dark-colored trousers that perfectly outlined the curves of the woman's legs and buttocks.
The moment she came up, she stared at Mei Youjiang, who was speaking.
"Third Sister! Why didn't you welcome Second Uncle when he came? Instead, you're always fooling around in this restaurant. If Mother finds out that you're here to collect strange news, she'll beat you to death when we get back. "This woman was unusually shrewd the moment she spoke. She gave off an overbearing aura. It could be seen that she was used to being in charge at home.
"Big Sister!?" When Mei Youjiang saw this woman, her expression instantly changed. Her voice finally regained its original crisp and delicate quality. "I was just talking to Brother Lu about the Three-Day Demon. You're such a wet blanket. What does Second Uncle's visit have to do with me? You want me to take the initiative to welcome him? I'm a woman, and Mother doesn't know shame. "As she spoke, she stood up and excused herself from Lu Sheng. Then, she walked up to the woman helplessly.
"Come on, let's go back quickly. When Mother saw that you weren't here, she knew that you must have come here. This is the day you haven't forgotten about. If you're not here, then you must have come here to drink." The woman was equally helpless. She reached out and poked Mei Youjiang's forehead hard.
"Oh, you, don't make Mother angry all the time. Our family has been worried sick about you."
In her haste, Mei Youjiang had no choice but to be dragged back by her elder sister. Before she left, she made an appointment with Lu Sheng that they would meet again at this restaurant.
Lu Sheng was rather interested as well. This Mei Youjiang's interests and hobbies were rather strange. Moreover, he was rather surprised by the channels and sources she used to gather information. It turned out that the demonic phenomena described in the rumors were exactly the same as what he had experienced in real life.
The things hidden within were a little intriguing. As for whether the person was a man or a woman, he did not care at all.
In the following half a month, he came to this restaurant every day to meet up with Mei Youjiang. The two of them talked about everything under the sun. Lu Sheng also gradually led the topic to the things he wanted to know, such as the woman inside the silver dragon's body, and the Eight-Headed Griffon.
He also obtained some detailed information that he did not know was true or false.
Also, during this period of time, the experiments he conducted on Bie Feihe's body gradually began to show results. Especially regarding the training of Spiritual Power. For the time being, he did not discover any side effects.
It was evident that the basic Spiritual Power cultivation method that Ju Yan gave him should not have any problems. Next, he planned to truly cultivate Spiritual Power. That Ju Yan must have some ulterior motive for giving him the Spiritual Power cultivation method. He hoped that his Spiritual Power would increase a little.
He planned to fulfill his wish and use Deep Blue to derive a deeper Spiritual Power cultivation method to increase the strength of Lu Chong's physical body.
However, at this time, the Mei family in town sent someone to deliver an invitation to the small courtyard where he lived. The invitation was sent by Mei Youjiang. However, the content was a little troublesome. Mei Youjiang had been kidnapped, and had now left the city and disappeared.
The person who sent the invitation was her personal maid, Xing 'er. She was like a sister to Mei Youjiang. That was why she thought of sending a letter to those who were on good terms with this strange young lady to notify her.
It was clear that Lu Sheng had been drinking with Mei Youjiang recently, so he was barely counted as one of them.
… …
The Mei Family.
"What should we do? What should we do!? "The Mei Family's eldest daughter, Mei Yinhong, paced back and forth in the courtyard anxiously.
"Little Sister has been gone for 24 hours and hasn't returned yet. She's born with no sense of direction and can't find the right direction at all. How could she have followed an unfamiliar stranger so far away from the city? There must be something fishy going on! " Second Sister Mei Xiulan said calmly. However, her clenching and unclenching fingers indicated that she was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.
"The authorities have also reported the case. We've already sent people out to look for her, but there's no result yet. We've already searched all the places she likes to go. No one. Since that extortion letter was left behind by someone, perhaps we can use this clue to look for the person. "
"I'm already doing it." Mei Yinhong nodded.
Bam! Crash!
The sound of porcelain shattering came from afar. Then, there were people cursing and shouting, as if they were quarreling.
"What's going on with Little Sister's Fragrance Courtyard? Why is it so noisy!? "Mei Yinhong asked angrily.
"I heard that Little Sister's friends from the pugilistic world have gathered together to discuss how to rescue Little Sister," Mei Xiulan said with a frown.
"They only know how to make trouble!" Mei Yinhong cursed in a low voice, her anger rising.
"It's better than nothing. Every bit of strength we have now is also hope." Mei Xiulan smiled bitterly.
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