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  After a few moves, Du Shoushou felt an itch on his face, and then, he raised his left hand to scratch it. Thus, he used his right hand to wipe his face … That face was full of chicken poop, it was extremely even.

  An Zheng laughed, squatting there and feeling like he was about to burst out laughing.

  Du Shoushou was awakened by the stench, and opened his eyes with a look of horror: "What's wrong?! An Zheng, are you alright? "

  An Zheng patted Du Shoushou's shoulder. "It's fine, good brother."

  "Why do I feel so smelly?"

  "Because I've smeared chicken shit all over your face …"

  "Damn you!"

  An Zheng tied Du Shoushou up and then found water for him to wash his face. Du Shoushou kept sniffing with his nose, staring at An Zheng from time to time.

  "Let's go, we'll wait outside the Chen family residence."

  An Zheng and Du Shoushou left the house and chatted as they walked.

  Although the moonlight was not very bright, it was not a big problem to see each other's faces clearly. After walking for some distance, An Zheng discovered that Du Shoushou's face had twisted, and then, with his hands behind his back, he burrowed into a small alley. Roughly a few minutes later, Du Shoushou came back with an awkward expression.

  "What's wrong?"

  "My stomach hasn't been well these last two days. I've had diarrhea. I've had it seven or eight times a day. He didn't have anything to eat, so he didn't have any kola left. It's just that … The pain in my stomach just now was so intense that I felt like there was nothing left to pull it out, so it must be just a fart. After thinking about the urgent matter of not delaying time, I decided to take a gamble. My gamble was like a fart … "We lost the bet."

  An Zheng jumped to the side and said, "Fuck, how did you solve this?"

  "Underwear."

  "Then you're not wearing your underwear right now?"

  "Un …"

  Du Shoushou laughed awkwardly: "Actually, you don't have to care about this. It's not like I have never met with things that are even more embarrassing than this … I remember a year ago. His stomach hurt so much in the middle of the night that he couldn't take it anymore. He got up from the bed and ran to the latrine. When I got to the place where I squatted down, I suddenly felt like throwing up. He must have eaten something unclean, so he turned around immediately and wanted to vomit into the latrine … But when I threw up, I used too much strength, so I pulled on the ground again. "

  An Zheng made an expression that said "why don't you go and die?"

  Du Shoushou said: "But this is nothing, I threw up in the latrine and stayed outside. Then I quickly turned around and tried to drag the rest into the latrine, but when I saw what I was pulling in front of me, I threw up again. Then my mother heard the sound, afraid something was going to happen to me so she came to see me. Seeing me squatting there vomiting, but in front of me is feces … "You don't know what kind of expression my mother had when she said that …"

  An Zheng said: "It's really not easy for you to live to this extent. Your mother did not beat you to death, so it's considered doting."

  The two of them chatted as they walked, then squatted down to guard the alley outside the Chen family residence. Du Shoushou was more worried, afraid that Zhong Jiuge wouldn't be able to handle it. An Zheng did not seem to be worried, instead, he squatted down and meditated on something.

  "An Zheng, if we get the spirit stones, how can we cleanse the marrow? Without the help of a Sumeru Stage Ranker, it would not be possible even if he had spirit stones. "

  Du Shoushou said: "We still need to find some trustworthy people, if not you and I will have twenty-four pieces of low rank soul stones. It's like a three year old child carrying a huge golden brick and making his way through Nanshan Street. It's impossible to protect him. "

  An Zheng: "I know who to look for, but I'm not sure if she'll help."

  "Who?"

  "Great Mother Ye."

  "Ah?" Great Mother Ye? Great Mother Ye is a cultivator? "

  "Mm, she is, and her strength is unfathomable. However, she doesn't want to expose herself, so it's hard to tell if we'll just go up and find her. I plan to trade one item, maybe Great Mother Ye will agree to it. "

  "What is it?"

  "You, I'll give you to a waiter at a tavern. Use your entire life to repay this favor."

  "I think so …"

  Du Shoushou asked: "An Zheng, why are you completely different from before? How can you be so calm when you know so much? "

  This was not the first time Du Shoushou asked this question, so he didn't know how to explain it.

  "He's coming."

  It just so happened that An Zheng saw Zhong Jiuge walking out of the Chen family mansion with every step he took, and then pulled Du Shoushou and walked back. Zhong Jiuge purposely stood at the door for a while, then slowly walked towards the direction of An Zheng's small courtyard. Halfway there, he saw An Zheng and Du Shoushou waiting for him in a small alley, he immediately went into the alley and his body continuously trembled.

  "This is my first time doing such a big job."

  Zhong Jiuge passed over the bag in his hands to An Zheng: "This is all of the Chen Family's low grade spirit stones, it should be around seventy to eighty pieces, and there is also one mid grade spirit stone, it should be enough for you guys to use for Purification. I stole several hundred thousand taels of banknotes, which was enough for me to pay for the journey. An Zheng, to be honest, I am very happy to be acquainted with you, so I am a bit reluctant to part with you. But I know, we're not the same people … "I'm going on a pilgrimage to Da Xi."

  There was a glint in his eyes, "I want to go to the Great Western Ming Fa Si to take a look, even if it would be good to take a look at that door. That is the holy land in my heart, and that place represents justice and fairness. "

  An Zheng's expression slightly changed, then he shook his head. "With your strength, you shouldn't go to the Da Xi first. Ming Fa Si is also not as pure and sacred as you think. Some things are better to live in fantasy. Fatty and I plan to go to the center of Fantasy City, where the Phantom Institute was founded by City Lord Mu Changyan. That is the best place in Fantasy City to receive cultivation guidance.

  Zhong Jiuge laughed bitterly: "I know what kind of physique I have. I am already twenty years old and can barely sense the Cultivation Power. However, I am willing to be with you. You are all able to be brothers. Although you are younger than me by a lot, but I am sure that you are a good big brother! "

  An Zheng said, "I will definitely go to the Da Xi Empire in the future. I will bring you to visit the Ming Fa Si."

  Zhong Jiuge curled his lips: "Big brother needs to be serious, you can't just randomly brag …"

  Chapter 23 - Scholar Mu Changyan

  Many people like the night.

  As An Zheng, Du Shoushou and Zhong Jiuge walked along the night street, he had the illusion that he was walking through another world. Tonight, Nanshan Street looked even quieter, as if even the air had died. When they passed the Nanshan Street Academy, they looked inside. The corpses were still hanging on the beams of the houses, looking in from the door, and saw a bunch of legs and feet.

  Several children were squatting in front of the door and crying. Then, a six or seven year old child stood up and climbed onto the table with difficulty. He tried to remove a corpse from the beam of the room, but he was obviously unable to do so. An Zheng's footsteps stopped outside the academy. After hesitating for a moment, he did not do anything in the end.

  "Crime always appears at night and ends at night."

  Zhong Jiuge sighed: "To be ended by another sin."

  "All of you can go back. The corpses will be dealt with. If anyone sees you here, your door will be harmed."

  An Zheng said to the children, then began walking forward. Those children all turned to look at An Zheng blankly. Someone shouted from behind: "An Zheng, this is our academy, our teacher!"

  An Zheng shook his
head: "This has never been our academy, nor is it our teacher."

  The children couldn't understand what An Zheng meant by that, but they felt that he was a little cold-blooded and heartless. But in the end, they could only give up and leave the academy. What they did not know was that An Zheng did not allow them to touch the corpses, it was to protect them. Even if Chen Pu was already dead, the new power in the Nanshan Street would rise quickly, so the nostalgia of these children could very likely become their cause of disaster.

  "Where to now?"

  Du Shoushou asked.

  "Find a place to sleep."

  An Zheng said softly before he quickened his pace.

  It was getting late.

  An Zheng and the other two did not go home, because that rundown little courtyard was no longer safe. They left the Nanshan Street, stopped in a forest, found a big tree to rest on, and climbed up to lie on top of it. However, none of them were sleepy.

  "An Zheng, can we change our lives?"

  Du Shoushou asked.

  An Zheng's gaze passed through the leaves and stopped at the stars in the night sky, slowly nodding. "There is no one that can't change their own fate, and that depends on the direction they change in. In fact, every single person's fate was changing every day, but no one was aware of it. In reality, fate was not determined by nature, but rather, the path one walked. The path that we walk on every day is the path of fate. In the end, where we arrive at is actually entirely dependent on our own two feet. "

  Zhong Jiuge felt that An Zheng must be someone with a story, but he did not dare to ask.

  An Zheng let Du Shoushou and Zhong Jiuge sleep while he stayed up the night by himself. Du Shoushou and Zhong Jiuge were both people with large hearts, and adding the exhaustion, they quickly fell asleep. After the two had slept soundly, An Zheng quietly descended from the big tree and returned to the Nanshan Street.

  The wine flag was still floating in the air as the tavern's doors were tightly shut.

  An Zheng's thin and small figure looked a little desolate as he stood outside the tavern's door in the darkness. He raised his hand to knock, but hesitated several times before doing so. He borrowed the sword intent on the wine flag and killed Kou Ba. Great Mother Ye said that you should not come again. But another day had not ended when An Zheng once again appeared outside the tavern's door. When he thought about the young and tender face of the Xiao Qi Dao, he suddenly felt that he was somewhat selfish.

  A cultivator like the Great Mother Ye who hid his cultivation and opened a tavern in the Nanshan Street was definitely not doing it for herself. Xiao Qi Dao's physique was extraordinary, but the reason why Great Mother Ye did not allow him to cultivate was definitely not for the sake of Great Mother Ye herself. An Zheng suddenly realized that the Great Mother Ye was protecting the Xiao Qi Dao. Therefore, An Zheng felt that if the matter of Great Mother Ye being a cultivator were to be exposed, then the consequences might be something he could not anticipate.

  Thus, he turned around and left.

  He did not see, and did not feel, that the Great Mother Ye was actually standing just inside the door. The Great Mother Ye held a sword in her hand, a sword that resembled a rainbow in autumn. There was killing intent in her eyes, but also hesitation. Twice she raised her sword, twice she put it down. When An Zheng turned around to leave, she suddenly felt tired. Then, thinking that things might not be as she thought, she opened the door.

  There was a small cloth bag by the door.

  Great Mother Ye picked up the small cloth bag, walked back into the house and closed the door. As she sat down to open the small cloth bag, she found a mid-grade spirit stone of decent quality and a small booklet that she had just finished writing.

  "Xiao Qi Dao's physique is very good. Although I don't know why you stopped him from cultivating, but most of the time it's to protect him. But how long can you protect her? A lifetime? I dare not say that this thing is suitable for the Xiao Qi Dao, but at the very least, it would give him the strength to protect himself. Sometimes, even if the child was ordinary and didn't shine brilliantly, he still wouldn't be able to withstand disaster. There are some things in this booklet that Xiao Qi Dao can help you with if it's applicable. I hope you can help me return the favor for that sword. "

  Great Mother Ye flipped to the second page of the book, and after a few glances, her face immediately changed. An indescribable fear flashed in her eyes, as if the book contained her natural enemy.

  "Why do you have Da Xi's cultivation technique?"

  Great Mother Ye's voice trembled slightly as she mumbled to herself, as if someone had suddenly lifted the veil that covered her heart, and revealed the deepest part of her heart.

  "Why do you know about the constitution of the Xiao Qi Dao when you are clearly just an orphan of the Nanshan Street?"

  Her hand grabbed the hilt of her sword once more, and the killing intent in her eyes appeared once more.

  "Maybe he meant no harm."

  A man's voice came from outside the door. It was very low and very gentle.

  Creak. When the door was pushed open, Great Mother Ye realised that she had forgotten to bolt the door. The person who entered was a young scholar dressed in plain clothes. He appeared to be around thirty years old. His face was somewhat haggard, but he was very handsome. He was a lazy and sloppy handsome man, but the stubble on his chin did not affect his temperament in the slightest. He was young, but he had experienced a lot. When he looked at Great Mother Ye, there was a trace of guilt in his eyes.

  "Sorry to disturb you late at night."

  He stood in the doorway and closed it behind him, but did not go on.

  "I told you, you're not welcome here."

  Great Mother Ye said coldly: "We have come to Fantasy City to seek shelter, you follow us, you will become the same as the lingering ghosts."

  The scholar replied, "I've been entrusted by an old friend to protect you. I know that you've misunderstood me, but I can't not do what he has entrusted me to do."

  "Misunderstanding?"

  Great Mother Ye raised his sword fiercely, the sword intent on the tip turning cold: "I saw you stab him with your sword with my own eyes, what kind of misunderstanding is this?"

  The scholar's expression darkened. "The reason why he was poisoned into the Inner Palace is because you know that I killed him because I didn't want him to continue bearing the pain. You know all this. You hate me because I ended his life. You weren't an unreasonable woman, but because he died, you became paranoid. You always feel that he and I love you, and that I killed him on purpose. "

  "You go!"

  Great Mother Ye's voice was trembling, even the hand holding the sword was trembling.

  "I'm not leaving."

  The scholar waved his hand and the book on the table flew into his hands. He lowered his head and looked at it, "That young man, something must have happened to his body. He is no longer the young man from before. But no matter what, he meant no harm to you. The cultivation technique written on this booklet was indeed suitable for the Xiao Qi Dao. I know that the only thing you can rely on to live is the Xiao Qi Dao. You wanted to protect him, so he was not allowed to cultivate. "

  "But that's not right. If something happens to you and Xiao Qi Dao doesn't know how to cultivate, what should we do?"

  Great Mother Ye sneered, "Didn't you solemnly swear that you would protect us?"

  The scholar nodded his head: "I will die in front of you, so if you die, there will be no one by Xiao Qi Dao's side."

  Great Mother Ye's face changed. She could not hold on to the sword in her hand and it fell to the ground with a clang.

  The scholar continued, "That youth called An Zheng might have been reincarnated by someone. This reincarnated person was once very powerful. Otherwise, he wouldn't have written such a high-grade Qi Method so easily. You should help An Zheng, because his future is limitless. Find a friend for Xiao Qi Dao, a long-lasting backer. Aside from you and me, there are also people that we can tru
st and rely on. "

  Great Mother Ye asked, "Why didn't you personally go and help him?"

  The scholar laughed bitterly: "My name is Mu Changyan, I am the city lord of Fantasy City. Sooner or later, he will find out. But you are different. You are the mother of Xiao Qi Dao, and once you personally come to help An Zheng, An Zheng will do his utmost to protect his in the future. You and I both know how powerful our opponents are. One day, we might all die.

  "You came to the Fantasy City to seek refuge, so I came as well. I do not trust the people here, so I will kill all of you who can threaten you, and become the city lord of Fantasy City. I've reestablished the rules here, making everyone afraid of me. The only reason you've done all of this is to make you guys safer. "" No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it's

  Great Mother Ye's hands trembled more and more violently, and she was no longer able to speak.

  Mu Changyan said: "He and I are brothers, we both love you. But you chose him. I was jealous and angry, but he was still my brother and you were still the woman I loved. No matter how you look at me, or how you do things for you and your mother, I will do it willingly. "

  He stayed silent for a while, then said: "If you think what I said was reasonable, then go find An Zheng, help him cleanse his marrow, and then let him and Xiao Qi Dao go to the Phantom Institute together. I was the one who opened the Phantom Institute for him in the first place, and it is his safe haven at any time, and also the school that he grew up in. With An Zheng constantly protecting him, coupled with me, inside Phantom Institute, Xiao Qi Dao will be able to safely grow up. "

  Mu Changyan turned around, and said just as he was about to leave: "You and I are people with no future, but Xiao Qi Dao has a future. The protection you have now is actually only for your own selfish intent, not for his sake, but for your own. "