Now we have finally entered the realm of Jiangnan,
The destination of their trip, Water Town, was also in Wuzhou.
It only takes one day to travel from Wuchuan Town to Shuizhen.
Therefore, Yang Dong had to think about what to do next.
I don’t know if Mr. Xu from Water Town is still alive. If he could meet him, how could he get some valuable information from his mouth?
Should he be arrested directly and secretly, or should he be interrogated locally?
And behind this, is there a deeper secret hidden?
While he was thinking, there was a slight noise outside the window.
Yang Dong's face darkened, and he jumped up and rushed to the window.
However, when he opened the window, he found nothing unusual outside the window, only an old tree outside the room, its branches moving in the wind.
Wait, there's no wind now!
Yang Dong's expression condensed, and he looked into the distance through the thick night.
Not far away, there were still some lights on the streets of Wuchuan Town. There is no curfew here, so some people go out at night.
However, Yang Dong scanned a large circle but did not find any abnormalities.
Could it be that... there was indeed wind just now?
Just as he was thinking, suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a black bird on an old branch.
But when he looked closely, he found that it was a piece of black cloth.
Sure enough, his group was being targeted!
Yang Dong's face darkened slightly. He was wondering at what point did he go wrong?
And is the person following him a member of the Zhou family in Fengcheng, or a member of a wealthy family like Jiangnan?
Suddenly, countless possibilities flooded into his mind.
Yang Dong rubbed his brows tiredly and began to think about whether his next plan needed to be changed.
If the purpose of his trip is discovered, Mr. Xu in Water Town may not be found.
Just as he was thinking, there was a slight knock on the door.
Yang Dong immediately withdrew his gaze, looked at the door and said calmly:
"The door is unlocked, just come in."
However, what surprised him was that the person who walked in was not Yao Jia, but the young woman.
The young woman wore a plain-colored robe today. Although the robe looked loose, it still could not cover up her curvy figure.
Seeing Yang Dong staring at her, the young woman's pretty face blushed slightly.
She opened her mouth and slowly said:
"Mr. Yang, I came to see you today because I have something to ask for."
Hearing this, Yang Dong couldn't help but frown slightly.
He really couldn't figure out why the other party came to look for him so late at night. Could it be that he was frightened because of the city lockdown?
But she has been acting normally these past few days. Could it be that...she wants to talk about her life ideals with me?
Unexpectedly, the young woman took the initiative to step forward and knelt down in front of Yang Dong without saying a word.
"Mr. Yang, I want to practice with you, and please accept me as your disciple!"
As soon as these words came out, Yang Dong was shocked.
He never expected that the young woman came to him late at night not to discuss life ideals with him, but to learn from his teacher!
"Uh... Well, you get up first. Cultivation is not as simple as you think."
Unexpectedly, this young woman seemed to be determined. She knelt on the ground and said nothing to get up.
"Mr. Yang, these days, I find that I can't even protect myself. How can I protect Susu in the future?"
"So I want to ask you to accept me as your disciple and let me become as powerful as you!"
"No, practicing is not as simple as you think!"
Yang Dong rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, then walked up to the young woman and continued:
"Let's talk about practice slowly. How about you get up first?"
"No, unless Mr. Yang agrees to accept me as his disciple!"
Seeing that the young woman was being stubborn, Yang Dong was speechless for a moment.
He thought for a moment, grabbed the young woman's arm, and gently lifted it up.
But the next moment, he regretted it.
Because Yang Dong ignored one thing, that is, the robe on the young woman did not seem to be strong.
He just exerted a little force and heard a "stabbing" sound.
Immediately afterwards, a bulging red mandarin duck bellyband appeared in front of Yang Dong.
What's even worse is that I don't know who embroidered this mandarin duck, but it turned out to be so fat.
The young woman was also frightened by the scene in front of her. She subconsciously wanted to scream, but a warm hand covered her mouth.
"Don't scream, this is all a misunderstanding!"
After a brief period of panic, the young woman gradually came to her senses.
Her charming cheeks were flushed at the moment, but she still blinked slightly.
Yang Dong breathed a sigh of relief and was about to let go of his palm when suddenly a scream broke through the silent night sky.
…
About half an hour later,
Yao Jia blushed and stood in front of Yang Dong with her head lowered, not daring to speak.
Yang Dong glared at her angrily and explained:
"Yao Jia, things are not what you think. Madam Xu and I are innocent!"
Yao Jia nodded in understanding. The little girl didn't know what she was thinking of, and the rosiness on her pretty face deepened again.
She suddenly raised her head, stared at Yang Dong and said seriously:
"Mr. Yang...Actually, slaves can do it too!"
"I ride on a horse..."
Yang Dong almost couldn't hold it back and cursed. He glanced at Yao Jia helplessly and said:
"Okay, things are not what you think!"
"Mrs. Xu actually did this because she wanted to follow me in practice."
Hearing this, Yao Jia's eyes instantly lit up. She no longer even mentioned helping Yang Dong solve the problem, but looked at Yang Dong expectantly and said:
"Mr. Yang, I also want to practice cultivation. Can you accept me as your disciple?"
"I……"
At this moment, Yang Dong felt extremely depressed.
In fact, he is just a dabbler. How can he practice any kind of practice? How he got this level of cultivation was very clear to him.
That was the result of his hard work for countless nights.
Besides, this still has the help of pink infuriating energy.
He really couldn't help people like Yao Jia and the young woman, so he shook his head helplessly.
"Actually, it's not that I don't want to teach you how to practice, but it's because practicing together is not as easy as you think."
"And...it also depends on the individual's qualifications."
"The number of people who can practice martial arts in the Great Zhou Dynasty is less than one percent. Even if you want to practice, you may not have the qualifications."
Hearing this, the young woman suddenly opened the door.
"Mr. Yang, how about you just let us try it?"
"If we really have the qualifications to practice, wouldn't we be able to help you too?"
