A scream of ghostly wails and wolf howls resounded throughout the small building and stopped abruptly halfway.
In a side building not far from Lu Youjing, Uncle Wei was lying on the bed and his body moved slightly. In his deep sleep, he muttered: "Master, you won't be hungry when you fall asleep." There was no movement after that.
As for Lu Youjing's plea for help, Uncle Wei said that in the past few days, there has never been a night when the young master didn't howl, and he had long been used to it.
The old Taoist rubbed his wrist and looked at Lu Youjing who was knocked unconscious by him.
The old Taoist got out of bed, randomly picked up a piece of clothing next to a wooden barrel, and used the clothes to wrap Lu Youjing into a rice dumpling. The old Taoist looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.
He grabbed Lu Youjing and put him on his shoulder, then left the room and jumped over to Chen Tianwen.
Chen Tianwen was squatting on the roof, his lips turned white from the cold. He saw a black shadow flying towards him. He felt happy and knew that the person coming must be an experienced person.
The old Taoist Lu Youjing landed silently in front of Chen Tianwen.
Chen Tianwen looked at Lao Dao carrying a person on his shoulders, wrapped in a dirty robe, with only his head exposed. He stood up, leaned forward and looked at the figure on Lao Dao's shoulders. The person with his eyes closed and motionless was none other than Lu Youjing whom he had seen during the day.
But Chen Tianwen didn't expect the other party's appearance.
He moved his lips, pointed at the big rice dumpling on Lao Dao's shoulder and asked, "Senior, what is this, Brother Lu?"
"This kid, when he saw Pindao, he was screaming and screaming. He was knocked unconscious by Pindao. He will wake up later." The old Taoist said with a nonchalant expression.
When Chen Tianwen heard this, he thought to himself: He is really lucky. If he were like Brother Lu, he would end up very miserable.
It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the weather was freezing. He saw that Lu Youjing didn't even have a pair of shoes on his feet. He was only wearing a sleeping jacket. The outer clothes were wrapped and looked dirty. Isn't this exactly the robe Lu Youjing wore during the day?
Seeing Lu Youjing's appearance, Chen Tianwen also knew that the other party woke up from his sleep and was knocked unconscious by the old Taoist and carried out.
The old Taoist walked into Chen Tianwen's side and said, "Let's go, the last journey."
Boo hoo hoo——
Chen Tianwen only felt his body tighten, and then he appeared high in the sky. He frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly to resist the cold air. There was a strong wind in his ears, and the scenery in front of him kept changing.
Standing on a tall building again.
Before Chen Tianwen could stand firm, Lao Dao put Lu Youjing down.
"Wait a moment, the poor Taoist will come back as soon as he leaves." After the old Taoist finished speaking, he stepped into the void again and disappeared.
"Senior, can you put me down on the roof...?" Chen Tianwen took back the hand he just extended.
He had no choice but to freeze here again. Do all masters like to stand at high places? Chen Tianwen just wants to stand on the ground, not on the roof!
The roof could easily fall off, and it was windy and cold, so there was no benefit at all.
Chen Tianwen gritted his teeth, raised his eyes and looked around, looking for a safer opponent, and squatted down again
Out of boredom, he could only stare at Lu Youjing lying on the roof. As he watched, a question came to his mind: If Brother Lu wakes up, will he accidentally fall off the roof?
He leaned forward and looked at the depth below, wondering if he could kill someone if he accidentally fell from the roof.
He looked at the position where Lu Youjing was lying again. He was lying in the middle of the roof, with a little distance between the eaves. He thought that Lu Youjing would be able to react when he slid down, so that he wouldn't really fall.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
When Chen Tianwen saw that the old Taoist hadn't come back yet, he stood up and walked quietly towards Lu Youjing.
When he came to Lu Youjing's side, Chen Tianwen looked around, squatted down, and gently patted Lu Youjing's hand.
"Brother Lu, brother Lu, wake up, wake up." Chen Tianwen called softly.
When Lu Youjing touched his cheek by Chen Tianwen, he stood up and sat up straight. Chen Tianwen was startled and he sat down on the roof.
"Uncle Wei, that old man..."
"Huh!"
Lu Youjing woke up with a start and found that he was in front of a strange person. He raised his eyes and saw that under him were jade buildings, eaves and flowing pavilions, which were somewhat similar to his own home, but not the same.
Undoubtedly, the owner of this mansion is of high status.
A cold wind blew.
Lu Youjing sneezed.
He lowered his head and looked at his body. He was wearing a white undershirt and didn't even have a pair of shoes on his feet. Wasn't his body covered with the dirty clothes he had changed out of?
Lu Youjing shrank back, looking confused!
Where's the stinky old man?
Where am I now?
Who put me here?
"Brother Lu, you're awake."
A voice came from behind Lu Youjing. He turned his head and looked behind him, and said in surprise: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Chen? Why are you here?"
"Good guy, that old man wants to catch us all in one fell swoop!"
"Mr. Chen, let's run away quickly."
In a hurry, Lu Youjing stood up, picked up his clothes and put them on quickly.
He looked at his bare feet, frowned, and cursed: "That stinky old man is so cunning and insidious that he won't even give him shoes to wear if he's afraid of people running around."
Chen Tianwen saw Lu Youjing's reaction and knew that the other party was different from what he thought. He felt that he needed to remind the other party.
"Brother Lu, I was not captured."
He felt that if he didn't speak out, the other party would have to pull him down and jump down.
"You were not captured. I know that. You must be like me. You were knocked unconscious while sleeping on the bed and came here." Lu Youjing said with great confidence.
Chen Tianwen glanced at Lu Youjing sympathetically, sat down on the roof behind him, shook his head with a smile and said, "Brother Lu, I've made a mistake. I followed my senior here."
"How can you follow me? I mean, you are in the same group, and that old Taoist is from your Chen family." Lu Youjing said in surprise.
He quickly walked to Chen Tianwen with bare feet, sat down next to him, put a hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Look at Brother Chen, he is neatly dressed, and he doesn't miss any shoes. But, it’s really not that simple.”
Chen Tianwen felt the cold wind and didn't know what to say for a moment, but he felt a little uncomfortable with this enthusiasm. Are you treating me as a hostage?
He held his arms so tightly, maybe he was afraid that I would run away.
He found that talking to Lu Youjing was just playing the piano to an ox.
But there is no way, the old Taoist hasn't come back yet, and he doesn't understand the other party's character, so he might do something extreme and hurt himself.
Chen Tianwen stretched out his hand and pushed Lu Youjing's hand off his shoulder.
"Brother Lu, I think you really misunderstood."
"What's the misunderstanding? It's cold at night. You see, I'm wearing thin clothes and it's warm when we hug each other." Lu Youjing said as he put his hand on Chen Tianwen's shoulder.
"That real person is really not my Chen family. Brother Lu, please don't get me wrong." Chen Tianwen explained patiently with a bitter look on his face.
