It continued to be calm, the calm before the storm.
His life and cultivation had a very regular pattern. It was so regular that when he arrived at Cao's Bun Shop in the early morning, he would be able to make it in time for the first steamer of big buns!
He liked to eat buns, especially those with thin skin and big stuffing. It would be accompanied by a big bowl of golden-yellow sticky millet porridge and a plate of seasonal pickles. On top of that, he would pour two big spoonfuls of chili oil.
It was not that he needed this bit of energy, but it was because this was a part of life. The creator had given humans a body and every part had the right to use it. The hands had to wield swords, the feet had to run, and the middle … the mouth had the right to speak. Other than speaking, there was also the right to eat good food. The teeth had the right to chew, the stomach had the right to digest, the big and small intestines had the right to absorb, and the sphincter had the right to excrete!
Humans had the right to live!
The Shajia people did not have the habit of waking up too early. This land was a land where the pace of life was very slow. Therefore, even though Lou Xiaoyi had finished his morning chores and arrived at the bun shop, there were only a few customers and the first steamer of buns. The millet porridge had just been cooked!
He found a table and faced a customer. It should be Musclehead who woke up early to work. He was simple and honest with a hint of dullness. Among the customers who did not wake up early, he could be considered a familiar face.
The waiter brought over a plate of buns. Just as it came out of the drawer, the snow-white skin of the buns was steaming hot and emitted a faint meaty aroma. Lou Xiaoyi took the dipping plate and poured a little vinegar. He nodded towards Musclehead and pointed at the can of chili oil in front of him.
He politely said, "Excuse me …"
Although this was just a matter of thought to him, in the mortal world, not using the special abilities of cultivators was also a kind of tacit understanding among cultivators.
Musclehead silently picked up the can of chili oil and handed it over. Just as their fingers touched through the can of chili oil, an invisible tremor was transmitted between the two of them. Musclehead raised his head in surprise and his hair stood on end!
Under the table, a long sword stabbed into his lower abdomen without any trace of politeness. What followed closely was the inhuman devastation of the sword energy in his body. Yet, the strength was perfectly controlled and not a trace of it leaked out!
Unable to hold onto the oil can any longer, Lou Xiaoyi naturally took it and scooped out two large spoonfuls of oil. He picked up a bun, dipped it in the seasoning, and put it into his mouth. His eyes were slightly closed as if he was enjoying himself.
"Fresh meat buns with juicy stuffing. My favorite!"
His tone changed. "Brother, where did you come from? Who's the boss? Who do you work for? "
Musclehead could only feel thousands of blades piercing through his body, severing all his meridians, acupoints, dantian, and even his soul was no longer intact.
His throat was also trembling, and his voice was intermittent and hoarse. "Good … good … method!"
Lou Xiaoyi leisurely enjoyed his steamed buns with a natural expression. The two of them exchanged questions and answers. The shop owner, who was close by, didn't notice anything unusual about the two of them because there were no screams and no blood.
"You're not bad either! How long have you been following me? Are you tired of eating buns? It wasn't easy!
What's in the buns? It must have been hard for you to add something into the buns every day, just waiting for the shop assistant to coincidentally deliver that bun to my plate! "
Musclehead laughed bitterly. "Hunting geese all day long, and being pecked in the eye by the geese today is also fate … My skills are inferior, I have nothing to say! I hope Fellow Daoist can always be so lucky … "
Lou Xiaoyi sighed. "This isn't luck …"
This was a character similar to an assassin. His disguise was at the peak of perfection, and his aura was flawless. Jin Dan's cultivation allowed him to make his aura no different from a normal person's. This kind of ability was something even Lou Xiaoyi himself couldn't achieve.
But the only thing he couldn't completely conceal was that faintly discernible trace of luck in his mind!
Whether or not a normal person could possess the luck that only Qi Sensing cultivators could display, Lou Xiaoyi wasn't sure about this. But at the very least, it made him pay some attention to this person. Until today, when the four steamed buns were served, one of them had a Gu worm hidden within. This made him immediately understand this person's goal.
He had been eating the first steamer of steamed buns just like him, waiting for the Gu worm to enter his body! He could only plant the Gu worm in advance before Lou Xiaoyi arrived. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to escape his target's perception.
Only when the shop assistant served the steamed buns, would the Swordsman feel at ease and eat them boldly! As an assassin, he didn't lack patience. He knew how important it was to prepare beforehand, so he would rather throw the precious Gu worm into one of the steamed buns every morning, losing his chance when the steamed buns were served to other customers, than to act rashly in front of the Swordsman!
The origin of the Gu worm was very rare. He only had one, but it had never failed in assassination. It was called the Heaven and Earth Soul Leaving Gu Worm. Once it was infected, it would devour everything in the cultivator's mind: spirit, will, memory, and even self …
If the shop assistant served the steamed bun with the Gu worm to someone else, he wouldn't activate it. He only needed to wait for the Swordsman to leave before recalling it from the body of an unrelated customer. Then, he would wait for the next opportunity. This was a Heaven and Earth Soul Leaving Gu Worm. The temperature of the steamed buns couldn't do anything to it!
There were more than sixty steamed buns in the steamer. If the shop assistant took them at will, he would have to rely purely on luck to distribute the Gu worm to a specific customer. He also wouldn't try to control the mortal shop assistant. This was the cautiousness of an assassin. He would rather wait for a few more days than leave any traces behind for his target.
As such, he ate steamed buns for a month. To be honest, he didn't like this kind of food, but he was willing to eat for a year to achieve his goal!
He still failed. He didn't even know where he failed. He had tried his best to cover up for this ruthless Swordsman in the sea of clouds outside Red Hill. But before he died, he realized that there was no such thing as' best 'in the cultivation world.
Lou Xiaoyi didn't get anything except for a steamed bun! The strange Gu worm in the steamed bun didn't die with its owner. This didn't conform to his understanding of the Gu Dao!
He was grateful for the contact he had with the unorthodox cultivators in the Land of Exile, especially Daoist Bairen. This gave him the most basic understanding of the Gu Dao, which was the key to him avoiding the assassination.
The Dao of Gu was a very unique Dao orthodoxy. It was unlike the Dao of Pills, Talismans, Tools, and Formations, which many cultivators more or less dabbled in. The Dao of Gu, unless a cultivator deliberately cultivated it, it was very difficult to take both sides at the same time. Therefore, this assassin would never have dreamed that a sword cultivator who had always looked down on unorthodox Dao would have some knowledge in such an unorthodox Dao.
He was really haunting!
But he wasn't sure which group had sent them. He had many enemies in the Upper Realm of Zhou Xian. The Wildebeest Bandits were one group, and the Red Earth Merchant Guild was another … Both seemed possible?
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