I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 97 Arrived in Shuzhou

There were people coming and going in the main hall, but Lu Jingyao didn't find any "old friends" of her own.

"Qiu Yun, where is that young master?"

She turned her head in doubt and asked Qiu Yun, who was also puzzled by Monk Zhanger at this time.

"Huh? That person was clearly here just now."

"Ma'am, Miss Qiuyun is right, there was indeed a son looking for you just now."

A guy next to him testified: "But I just turned around and he disappeared."

"It's gone..."

Lu Jingyao frowned and asked, "What does that man look like?"

"Hmm...not tall, but quite strong, wearing a commoner suit, with small eyes and thin lips..."

The man tried his best to recall it, but Lu Jingyao listened to it for a long time, but she never remembered that she knew such a person.

Before she married into the Wei family, she was basically in a state of staying out of the door, and she didn't know a few young men, let alone old friends.

Could it be that I found the wrong person?

But the other party obviously wanted to see me by name...

"Did the man say anything?"

After thinking for a while, Lu Jingyao asked again.

"no."

Qiu Yun replied truthfully: "He just asked me...is Miss Lu here?"

"He called me a girl?" Lu Jingyao was taken aback.

"Ok."

Qiu Yun nodded: "I was also a little strange at the time. I was still thinking that if he is really your friend, Madam, how could he not know that you are married?"

"..."

Listening to Qiu Yun's words, Lu Jingyao opened her mouth slightly, and a thought suddenly popped up.

Could this person be Xiao Feng...

Although Wei Changtian never mentioned this man to her again, after all, Xiao Feng did not die that night...

The more Lu Jingyao thought about it, the more she felt it was possible, so she hurriedly asked the guy again: "Tell me about that man's appearance again carefully!"

"yes."

Seeing that Lu Jingyao suddenly became so nervous, the clerk hurriedly repeated: "She is not tall, her eyes are not big, her lips are a little thin..."

"..."

While listening, Lu Jingyao tried to compare with Xiao Feng.

But it wasn't until this moment that she realized one thing - she couldn't remember Xiao Feng's appearance clearly.

"Autumn Cloud."

After pondering for a moment, Lu Jingyao suddenly looked at Qiu Yun with a serious expression: "Prepare paper and pen, I want to write a letter to my husband!"

"what?"

Qiu Yun was stunned: "Ma'am, I'm afraid the young master has not arrived in Shuzhou yet."

Lu Jingyao shook her head: "It's okay, Mr. Xiang said before he left, if there is something urgent, you can send the letter to the Liang Mansion in Shuzhou first."

"A matter of urgency..."

Qiu Yun seemed to understand why Lu Jingyao wanted to write to Wei Changtian, so she didn't ask any more questions, and immediately put up her skirt to prepare a pen and paper.

But Lu Jingyao raised her eyes to look around, and even ran outside the house to look around.

The pedestrians on the street were bustling with nothing unusual.

...

Of course Lu Jingyao couldn't find Xiao Feng, because the latter turned around and left after hearing her say "I want to write a letter to my husband".

Xiao Feng came here today to take a look at Lu Jingyao before leaving, but in the end he couldn't hold back and listened to a few more words.

If I had known this, I might as well not have listened...

Relying on the superb transformation art, he sneaked out of the city gate, and found the man who had been waiting here at a tea stall.

"Hall Master."

The man led two horses and came up to meet him: "You are here."

"Ok."

"Have you met the person you want to see?"

"No."

Xiao Feng took the reins, and said three words indifferently.

"She's dead."

"..."

The man opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, he tried to say: "Master, you..."

"I'm fine."

Xiao Feng shook his head and got on his horse: "Ren Dage, let's go."

"..."

"Da da, da da..."

The sound of horseshoes faded away, and a burst of autumn leaves blew.

The two soon disappeared.

...

...

Five days later.

Just as the letters from Xiao Feng and Lu Jingyao came straight to Shuzhou one after the other, Wei Changtian was already standing in front of the big boundary stone engraved with the word "Shuzhou" shaking his head.

finally reached!

Since there was such a big commotion in Anyi County, everyone's itinerary has been much more stable, and no "accidents" have happened again.

Under such circumstances, their traveling speed was naturally greatly accelerated, and they finally entered the territory of Shuzhou half a month after leaving Beijing.

"Brother Changtian, this boundary stone is three feet high."

Seeing that Wei Changtian seemed to be quite interested in this boundary stone, Liang Qin introduced with a smile, "It is said that the word Shuzhou on it was carved by the late emperor with a sword."

"Carved with a sword?"

Wei Changtian curiously reached out his hand to touch the depression on the stone, and said in admiration, "It looks like these two characters were formed in one stroke. I never thought that someone could control Internal Energy with such precision."

"Brother Changtian guessed wrong."

Liang Qin laughed and said, "The late Emperor did not use Internal Energy when he carved these two characters."

"No use for Internal Energy?"

Wei Changtian was taken aback: "How is it possible? How can it be carved so deep without using Internal Energy?"

"This is the wonder of this stone."

Liang Qin pulled out a dagger he was wearing, filled it with Internal Energy and slashed hard at the stone surface.

"clang!"

After a crisp sound, no trace was left on the stone surface.

Looking at Wei Changtian's surprised eyes, she said proudly, "This stone is called the Suoxian Stone, which can shield the true Qi of heaven and earth. If you want to leave traces on it, you must do it with pure strength."

After all, Liang Qin swung the dagger again, but this time it really didn't use Internal Energy.

"Chila!"

The dagger flashed past, leaving behind an invisible white mark.

"Damn, is it so amazing?"

Wei Changtian looked like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden: "There is still such a stone..."

"Brother Changtian, do you want to try it too?"

Liang Qin handed over the dagger and said with a smile, "See how deep the cut can be left."

"What's the point of this?" Wei Changtian was puzzled.

Liang Qin explained: "Since Internal Energy is useless to this stone, it can only rely on techniques."

"Generally speaking, the deeper the mark that can be left, the deeper the person's understanding of the learned Martial Skill."

"Many people will give it a try when they pass by, but no one has ever surpassed the three inches deep of the late emperor."

"Three inches..."

Wei Changtian touched the white mark left by Liang Qin, his eyes were a little strange: "Then you..."

"Brother Changtian, don't laugh at me!"

Liang Qin blushed a little, and argued, "This, this is not bad."

this one? not bad?

Wei Changtian complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out.

It's better to leave a way out, in case I can't even leave a white mark later...

Although there are concerns in this regard, Wei Changtian still feels that he should not stretch his hips like this.

After all, "Meng Dao" practiced actual combat and techniques!

Coupled with the sky-level Saber Technique - "Return to the Dust Knife", he still can't believe that he can be worse than Liang Qin.

"Then I'll try too."

Bumping the dagger, half step back slightly.

Wei Changtian didn't smudge, took a deep breath, and immediately stabbed the stone face fiercely under Liang Qin's gaze.

"Crack!"

"..."

After a muffled sound, Liang Qin stood there stunned as if he had been cast with a holding spell.

"this……"

Wei Changtian is a little bit better, at least he can still speak at this moment.

He pointed at Own's masterpiece, swallowed and asked, "Didn't you say that no one can carve three inches deep, then what's going on..."

"..."

Liang Qin didn't respond at all, his eyes were still fixed on the stone surface.

I saw that more than half of the blade of the dagger had sunk into the stone, leaving only a small section at the bottom and the handle trembling slightly.

(end of this chapter)