Regarding Chu Yan's cunning, Ye Wumian just smiled.
However, if word spreads that someone can be controlled by a fake pill, it is considered an incredible feat in the world.
"The way to use military force has always been to attack the heart first and attack the city second."
Chu Yan smiled and said, "The same is true for Jianghu. Jianghu is not only about fighting and killing, but also about grasping people's hearts, and even...managing."
She stretched out two fingers that looked like peeling onions and gestured "pinch" in the air. Her temperament was agile and endearing.
After the fuss between Bai Fengguang and the two of them, most of the night had passed, and the dimly lit morning was about to come.
He had not slept all night and felt a little sleepy. He spread the futon on the ground again and asked Chu Yan with a smile: "Yan'er, you have sharp ears, listen again now, but there are still people coming to the ancestor's ancestral hall."
Chu Yan smiled and said, "Yan'er listened carefully. Although the number of people getting up in the morning gradually increased and the footsteps were cluttered, no one came here."
"In that case, go to sleep!"
Ye Wumian stretched out and lay down happily. After a while, a slight snore sounded.
He usually sleeps, but rarely does he fall asleep so quickly and so deeply.
Today, firstly, he effortlessly rescued Zhou Qingshuang and fulfilled the important task entrusted to him by Zhou Xian; secondly, he hijacked Bai Fengguang.
It can be said that it went smoothly, and my heart was relieved of the worries in front of me.
What's more important is that Chu Yan, a humanoid alarm, is with him and can warn him at any time.
In such a peaceful and peaceful environment, a peaceful and good dream will naturally come soon.
Chu Yan hugged Yun Sheng, took out a futon, and covered Ye Wumian with a thin quilt to prevent him from catching cold.
He also put Yunsheng and Chu Yan who were sleeping on the futon and asked them to continue sleeping.
"Are you falling asleep now?"
Zhou Qingshuang walked over cautiously and asked Chu Yandao.
"Young Master was very tired, so he fell asleep quickly."
Chu Yan looked at Ye Wumian's face, looking at his face that seemed to be happy and excited in his dream, with an expression of satisfaction.
Zhou Qingshuang asked doubtfully: "Young Master...is this what you call him?"
Chu Yan smiled but did not answer. Zhou Qingshuang thought secretly: "He saved me and didn't say anything to me. Not only did he not want anything in return, he didn't even say his name."
Looking at the pine pattern sword in his hand, he pulled it out of its sheath, and the cold light shone, making it hard to look at.
"Although such a sword was given to me by my father, he has complete control over it in his hands. He also said that he would return it to me."
She looked at Ye Wumian's peaceful sleeping face and was lost in thought for a while.
This was the first time she had seen such a man.
While in a trance, Chu Yan walked up to her and asked softly: "Miss Zhou, since you have been saved, why don't you leave?"
Chu Yan didn't know the reason why Ye Wumian came to save Zhou Qingshuang, nor did he know Zhou Qingshuang's family background.
But what she knew was that Ye Wumian's attitude after rescuing Zhou Qingshuang was to let him stay or go, that's why she asked.
Zhou Qingshuang looked at the pine pattern sword in his hand, and then at the sleeping Ye Wumian, with a slightly tangled expression on his face.
For a long time, she watched Chu Yan spread out the futon, so she also made a sleeping bunk and lay down on it.
"I, I won't leave. I've heard that Wugong Mountain is going to hold a poetry annotation conference, and I can't leave until I finish participating in the poetry annotation conference."
She spoke to him with some hesitation and said: "It's not easy for me to come here. I have to see the style of these men of letters."
Chu Yan smiled and said casually: "It's up to you. But if you've been out for so long, will your family be worried?"
Zhou Qingshuang closed her eyes and thought for a while before replying: "It doesn't matter. My little girl, when the thief Bai Fengguang was unprepared, ran down to Wugong Mountain. Now my father should have known that I was trapped in gold." I also want to see if he will continue to be a salty fish given his temperament, or if he will bring his big soldiers to rescue me. "
The girl sighed quietly, and the last gloom of the night disappeared into the morning light.
. . .
The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow was the day when Jindingmen held a poetry annotation conference.
In the past few days, Ye Wumian and others have been lurking in the ancestral hall. Except for going out to look for food, they rarely leave.
The important task of going out to find food naturally fell on Ye Wumian.
And his Qinggong was refined here, and his hidden weapon skills using the "Lin" formula gradually got better.
The reason why you can hone hidden weapons is that there is a forest near the Golden Dome Gate. There is a community of turtle doves living in the forest, which can be used to practice your skills.
This group of turtle doves did not move south with the coming of winter, but they still coveted the old branches on Wugong Mountain.
The turtledoves look at the peaks of Wugong Mountain in the distance, enjoy the rays of light when the sun rises, and swim through the thousands of layers of clouds after the heavy rain.
It was a happy and carefree life, but it suddenly stopped due to the arrival of sleepless nights.
"Pro!"
Ye Wumian shouted low, and the iron block in his hand rustled like a shooting star, and shot straight towards the turtle dove.
A brightly colored young male turtle dove fell sadly from the sky. This colorful life of leaping and dancing among the branches came to an end.
"hey-hey!"
Ye Wumian grabbed the turtle dove and put it in the small bag on his chest - this was the prey bag that Chu Yan had taken the time to make for him in the past few days.
Opening the bag, there were already seven or eight turtle doves in it, varying in size, which was basically enough for today's meal.
In the past few days, he had been beating turtle doves in the forest to feed a few people.
Occasionally when he gets tired of eating, Ye Wumian will turn into a thief and sneak into the back kitchen of Jindingmen. He will steal a little from this bowl and a little from that pot.
Therefore, no one noticed that the food was stolen.
Only the chef in charge secretly complained, has the appetite of the Jinding Sect disciples increased recently?
Otherwise, why is the portion you made not enough? I have done so much in the past!
But he soon found a reasonable explanation: isn't it the Chinese New Year soon? Of course disciples should eat more during the Chinese New Year, otherwise wouldn’t all the hard work of the past year be wasted?
“It’s Chinese New Year, of course you should eat more, eat well, and treat yourself!”
Ye Wumian laughed secretly.
In the past, eight turtledoves were enough to feed Ye Wumian, Chu Yan, Zhou Qingshuang, Jiang Pan, and the little guy Yunsheng.
But since the Chinese New Year is coming, let’s hunt four more!
He grabbed four iron blocks with his left hand and four copper pieces with his right hand. A group of panicked turtle doves flew over his head. Ye Wumian threw it with all his strength. Eight metal pieces flew towards the group of turtle doves like flying fire.
"sough!"
Under the hidden weapon technique of "Lin", eight metal pieces actually hit five turtle doves, four of which were killed immediately and fell heavily.
Another one took a breath for a while, fluttering its wings unwillingly, wanting to fly again, but it was too exhausted and its body dropped sharply. Although it had not yet fallen to the ground, it was not far away from falling to the ground.
Ye Wumian picked up four turtle doves, put them into a cloth bag, and performed the light skill of "flying up and flying". With the help of the branches of the trees in the forest, he caused his body to rise up to a height of four to five feet, and went there. Catch the fifth turtle dove that is falling.
It was too late, but soon, a dark shadow flashed in front of my eyes, covering the turtle dove.
In the sleepless night, I felt a strong wind blowing by, and when I started to focus my eyes, I saw a big black hawk, halfway to rob the seriously injured turtle dove, swooping down, and then flying quickly into the air.
"Bah!"
Ye Wumian was furious: This flat-haired beast dared to steal his trophies, how dare he!
With a casual touch, he pulled out three copper and iron fragments. At this moment, a flash of inspiration briefly flashed through his heart. Ye Wumian grabbed this brief inspiration and shouted:
"Soldiers!"
