The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

Lu Jing stood by the door, not daring to get too close, and tried calling out again, "Amu?"

This time, the wooden training dummy didn't pretend not to hear, but changed its posture, turning directly to face the wall, although Lu Jing couldn't really tell which side was the front anyway.

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Seeing this, Lu Jing had no choice but to brace himself and take a few more steps closer.

"That… I was rash. I didn't realize it was you before."

Amu finally reacted this time, turning its body back around. Lu Jing didn't know if it was his imagination, but he actually sensed an emotion called anticipation from the wooden training dummy.

Although this scene was still a bit creepy, Lu Jing reached out and patted the top of the wooden training dummy.

After that, the latter leaned over and rubbed Lu Jing's thigh with one of its wooden arms.

"Amu, is it that…" Lu Jing said halfway, then remembered that he didn't seem to have asked the wisp of obsession's name yet, so he paused and could only continue, "Did that friend ask you to come find me?"

Honestly, Lu Jing felt that his actions were quite silly, actually talking to a wooden dummy, but judging from the series of reactions from the wooden training dummy earlier, it seemed to indeed understand him.

Afterward, the wooden training dummy's reaction confirmed Lu Jing's guess.

He had just said this when he saw that the wooden training dummy seemed to be showing signs of squatting in the corner and becoming withdrawn again, so he had to change his words temporarily, "Forget it, just stay here for now. I'm in a hurry to practice my skills right now and don't have time to chat with you. We'll talk after I finish practicing."

The wooden training dummy touched its wooden arms and actually stood obediently by Lu Jing's bed, no longer moving, as if it had turned back into an ordinary wooden training dummy.

Of course, Lu Jing also knew how imprudent it was to let something he had just met less than a quarter of an hour ago, and didn't even know what it was, share a room with him while he was practicing his skills.

But he really couldn't care about such things at the moment. If he delayed any longer, his dantian would be in danger of exploding again.

Weighing the pros and cons, Lu Jing could only temporarily ignore the strange wooden training dummy and begin to concentrate on controlling his inner strength to attack the acupoints.

After about half an hour, Lu Jing, who had regained his ease, opened his eyes again. He first looked at the place where Amu had been standing before, but found that it was already empty.

Lu Jing was startled, but then he found Amu in front of the table. The latter wasn't running around this time, but was standing there, not knowing what it was looking at.

It was watching with great concentration, and it didn't even seem to notice Lu Jing walking behind it.

Lu Jing leaned over to take a look, and the expression on his face became strange.

Wasn't this the martial arts manual he had just obtained, the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staff Techniques?

When Amu knocked on the door in the middle of the night before, Lu Jing had thrown this manual under the bed, but he didn't expect it to be picked up by Amu again.

It could be seen that this guy had been watching for quite a while, and after reading a page, he would use his wooden arm to turn the page.

"Can you understand it?" Lu Jing asked from behind Amu.

Then, everything blurred before his eyes, and he saw the wooden training dummy whooshing back to the corner of the wall again.

But after waiting for a while and seeing that Lu Jing didn't reprimand it, Amu cautiously moved back to the table step by step.

"Read it if you want." Lu Jing wasn't stingy. He had already discovered that this Amu was clearly a wooden training dummy, but it felt a bit hyperactive. It would feel uncomfortable if it didn't move for a while. It seemed impossible to make it stand obediently by the wall like other wooden training dummies.

Since there was something that could attract its attention, Lu Jing didn't stop it.

He himself could also take a break during this time.

He hadn't closed his eyes from last night until now. Although his energy and spirit had become much stronger than before after his inner strength cultivation had advanced to the second-rate level, he still needed to sleep for two hours every day to ensure he was full of energy.

So, after arranging for Amu, Lu Jing lay down on the bed again and slept until the sun was high in the sky before getting up again.

This time when he got up, Amu was unusually honest and stood by the corner of the wall, no longer running around.

Lu Jing put on his clothes and walked to the table. He saw that the Mad Demon One Hundred and Eight Staff Techniques had already been turned to the last page, and it had clearly been read completely.

"The speed is quite fast." Lu Jing said with emotion, putting away the manual on the table. He just didn't know what use it was for Amu, a wooden training dummy with no meridians or acupoints, to read this martial arts manual. It couldn't practice it anyway.

"Uh… I plan to go outside to buy breakfast. Is there anything you want to eat? I can help you buy it back."

Now that he had money in his pocket, Lu Jing was too lazy to cook it himself. Moreover, it wasn't early at this time. He had promised Ma Zhongbao yesterday that he would go to the charcoal kiln in the morning to continue splitting wood. Calculating it, it was almost time to leave.

As a result, Amu turned a deaf ear and still stood there blankly.

Lu Jing reached out and waved in front of its non-existent eyes.

"Okay, then I'll assume you don't need it… Listen, I'm going out now and will probably be back around noon. You, uh… stay at home first. Remember, don't go out, and don't let other people see you running around. In short, don't scare the villagers. Do what wooden training dummies usually do, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Amu stood by the bed like an ordinary wooden training dummy, without saying a word.

"Good job." Lu Jing praised and then pushed the door and walked out of the house.

The village in the early morning seemed as usual. Several peasant women were feeding chickens while chatting about the gossip of the neighborhood. Peddlers carrying carrying poles were hawking the newly woven baskets, and old people were basking in the sun at their doorsteps.

Looking at the peaceful pastoral scenery in front of him, Lu Jing couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if those things that happened last night were just a big dream.

But looking at the footprints he had made when he used his back to prop up the door, Lu Jing knew that it was not just an illusion, but something that had actually happened.

There was now a wooden training dummy named Amu in his house. That guy could understand him, and he ran pretty fast too.

Lu Jing shook his head. He hadn't figured out how to settle this uninvited guest who had suddenly arrived.