The road to immortality started from a blind man in a pharmacy

Chapter 32 32. Tracking

After determining that he wanted to capture the eldest lady, Song Chengcheng began to think.

It's as scary as the sea, and the tide is coming. If I can't climb into a boat at this time and wait until the water is over, can I still hope that "Yun'e will save me"?

Ruyi Chamber of Commerce is this ship.

The eldest lady is the rudder of the ship.

Song Cheng had some favorable impressions of the eldest lady, and he also felt that the eldest lady should be a capable and good woman, but these favorable impressions definitely did not reach the point of discussing marriage.

But feelings can be cultivated later, and now he will start to "grab the rudder."

This is due to interests.

In the darkness, the young man's eyes narrowed into two cold blades.

Suddenly raindrops fell on the oil paper window.

It's raining.

In early spring, it is spring rain.

The rustling sound is like a calming lullaby.

Song Cheng carefully covered the young lady with quilt and moved to the side.

"Are you going again?" Lady Tong was not asleep.

Song Cheng smiled and responded: "Yes."

"Be careful."

"Um."

In the gloomy darkness, the ghost emerged from the young man's body and quickly walked out of the door.

Tonight, light rain, gentle wind, half an hour of angelica.

A few days ago, he had visited the entire county.

The North and East districts are not that good.

The area with the highest force value in Shanghe County is in the Southern District.

And the strongest master of the Waterbird Martial Arts School in the Southern District had already been defeated by him.

Therefore, his task today is no longer to patrol the entire county, but to be a shameless villain and visit Ling'er's boudoir.

The ghost is like a ghost, walking through the rain, no one can see it.

Wait until Ling'er's boudoir.

one look.

The room was dark and there was no data.

‘The eldest lady just left the county today. Ling’er didn’t stay at home in the middle of the night? ’

Song Cheng turned around and followed the wind out of the house. When he was outside the house, Yinhun's body moved and floated up like the wind in the sky.

The ghost is Ah Piao.

Ah Piao, if you want to go to heaven, of course you can.

As long as it's not on a windy day and it's blown far away and you can't go back, that's fine.

After taking off, Song Cheng stabilized his body and quickly swept around.

There were almost no people walking on the road on a rainy night, so if Ling'er was still halfway, he could see it.

Time passes quickly.

Song Cheng's luck was not good. After three incense sticks, he did not find Ling'er and had to start returning.

He arrived close to the city gate and even left the city, wandering around a bit in the wilds to the east of the city, so the distance home was not short.

As he turned around, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He turned his head suddenly and saw a strange and broken wooden sign beside the forest. It looked like the kind of wooden sign that traders hold up to shout and shout.

The wooden sign was cracked and there was no word on it, but it was just stuck diagonally in the soil.

‘It seems like you didn’t see it just now? Or did I miss something? ’ Song Cheng stared at the wooden sign and then looked into the distance. The east of the city leads to Tanghe Village, and the distance between the two sides is not too far.

However, thinking is only a matter of a few thoughts.

Immediately, Song Cheng no longer struggled, bundled up, and left quickly.

The next day, early.

It's sunny.

The young lady danced the knife in the courtyard.

In recent days, she has really managed enough resources, and it is also high-quality Warcraft meat. She is very energetic. Coupled with Song Cheng's careful teaching, it is not an exaggeration to say that she has made great progress.

She practiced for a while, and while she was resting, Song Cheng went out.

"Good morning, Brother Song. You are so stressed, why do you still go out for a walk?"

"Brother Wang, good morning, I just need to gain some insights, so I took a walk."

"Brother Song, morning."

"morning."

Smiling and saying hello all the way, Song Cheng arrived in front of the eldest lady's house and raised his hand to knock on the door. He looked down and saw some dirt on the stone steps in the corner not far from the door.

There is also mud in the courtyard of the Chamber of Commerce, but most of it is compacted, so even if you walk on a rainy day, you won't get muddy.

As for the area around the eldest lady's house, it is paved with stone bricks and there is no soil at all.

He squinted and looked around, but saw no one, so he quickly squatted down, picked up the mud with his fingers, squeezed it, and smelled it.

It smells like chicken shit.

Very light.

Ordinary people can't smell it.

But for a person who has been blind and lived in a village where chicken and duck excrement is common, this smell is very clear.

Song Cheng dusted his hands, and a "three-dimensional map" seemed to appear in the void in front of him.

These days, he was not only carefully observing the strength of the strongest people in Shanghe County, but also taking a look at the terrain.

Lane distribution, core industries, etc. He remembered them all.

In the county, there are only three places where chickens can be raised: Zaozi Lane, Wengshizi, and Maijia Lane.

So, Linger went to one of these three places yesterday?

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of sneezing coming from the door.

Ling'er, wearing beautiful clothes, walked out of the house with little boots.

"Good morning, Miss Ling'er." Song Cheng smiled, "It's been cold in spring recently and the wind is blowing in the evening. I'll ask my wife to prepare a dose of secret ginger tea for you, guaranteed to be effective."

Ling'er is wearing a velvet pink jacket, with a slim body and eyes like stars. As the eldest lady's personal maid, she is just the right amount of green.

Seeing Song Cheng, she seemed to have not finished managing her expression, and subconsciously showed a hint of disgust. Then she coughed again, cleared her throat, took the disgust back, and then said: "Don't you practice well?" , being lazy again!”

Song Cheng smiled and said: "I want to get a knife from the armory. The shape of the knife is different, and the training is also different."

Ling'er said: "Hey, you want this and that before you have mastered it. Aren't those on the weapon rack enough for you to practice?"

Song Cheng said casually: "Okay, I'll go find another one."

"Whatever you want!"

Ling'er's attitude was not very good, and her favorability also dropped from 50 to 45.

She snorted softly, turned her hips that were tightly held by the pink skirt, and walked away.

Song Cheng glanced at her back.

Did you meet your lover last night?

He went to several weapon racks in the Chamber of Commerce and searched one by one.

The additional enhancements brought by the weapons flashed one by one.

But it was either 1 or 2, which was not as good as his previous fine knife.

In the end, he still didn't find a suitable weapon.

At night

The light rain came again.

The young man sat cross-legged under the eaves with a knife on his back.

He glanced at the panel, and then added all the remaining "37 points" to "Absolute Strength" without hesitation.

Suddenly, the progress of "Absolute Strength" jumped from "Not yet started (0/4)" to "Great success (9/32)".

His strength also changed from "39~78" to "41~80".

A sense of mystery surged out.

After the "Pounce Strength" evolved from the White Snake Sword and the "Relax Strength" brought by Hui Liu Strength, the arrival of this "Absolute Strength" was just right.

Pounce, Relax, Absolute, it seems that they are three stages of power.

Pounce, swift and fast.

Relax, shaking and pulling force.

Absolute, but like a landslide, it was an instantaneous explosion, cold, crisp, sharp and hard, breaking inch by inch.

After the pounce, the tendons were like bows, and the force was like an arrow that broke through the body. But when the arrow came to the body, it trembled violently. This tremor would bring a terrible collapse force.

The sword style has not changed, it is already "White Snake Swallowing Bird", I think it needs to be perfected before the sword style can be improved.

Song Cheng suddenly stood up, went into the house, and said to Tong Niangzi, "I'll go out for a while."

Tong Jia didn't ask, but just said softly, "Master, be careful."

Song Cheng nodded, and then stepped out of the courtyard without holding an umbrella, quickly hid in the bushes near the eldest lady's house, and then quietly waited for the movement of the house.

His ghost didn't stay outside for a long time, and it was impossible for him to stay outside the door for a long time, so he could only keep an eye on it himself.

But maybe Ling'er won't go out today.

It's okay, just keep waiting.

If the eldest lady is not here, Ling'er will have to go out sooner or later, either today or tomorrow.

He closed his eyes and squatted in the spring rain, his black hair wet and drooping down.

The world is like ink in an instant.

The raindrops fell to the ground, turning into countless sound sources, and then expanded ripples, hitting the surface of all things, outlining their shapes and surfaces, and interweaving into a world of plain white lines.

At midnight

The door creaked softly.

Ling'er carefully poked her head out, looked around, then held an umbrella and carried a red gauze lantern, and hurried into the rain.

Her breathing was a little fast

Her heartbeat was also fast.

It was a rainy night, dark, and anyone who walked here without a lantern would be blind, but if they did, they would be conspicuous.

Song Cheng walked in the darkness, following Ling'er from a distance.

He was once a blind man.

It didn't matter whether you carried a lantern or not.