Qin Wanwan took three deep breaths to calm herself down and not think about those scenes that would make her want to beat Jian Xingzhi's head off.
She calmed herself down, lowered her head and washed her hands, with a cold light in her eyes. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
Sooner or later there will be a day...
Her thoughts were stuck.
What do you do every day in the morning and evening
Step on his head
Stepped on it.
Hit him
He has been beaten to the point of having many comminuted fractures all over his body.
Let him cry and apologize from the bottom of his heart
It seems unlikely.
What else can she do
For a moment, Qin Wanwan felt confused about life, but she soon realized that she should not give up so early. The most important thing is to win the heart. Now she would tolerate him, wait for him, and observe him. She would first gain his trust, then seize his weakness, and finally, make him completely collapse and confess to her in tears.
Thinking of that scene, Qin Wanwan felt a little comforted.
She washed her hands, took a handkerchief from the shelf and put it in her hands, as if she had overcome a mental calamity. She had the confidence and arrogance of an otherworldly expert. She wiped her hands, threw them aside, and passed by Jian Xingzhi with full of expectations and confidence for the future. She sat on the bed and began to meditate.
She looked up at the training time given by the system, and began to practice with her eyes closed according to the training time given by the system.
Learning is a habit. After practicing with Jian Xingzhi day and night in the desert for a month, she didn't know if it was the effect of the perpetual motion machine technique, but facing the system's abnormal request to practice for 12 hours a day when not performing tasks, she actually felt -
It’s only twelve hours, and she can still work hard!
She practiced her mental skills, closed her eyes and entered a state of meditation. She began to observe her body from the outside to the inside, from her muscles, blood vessels, tendons, spiritual roots, and then to the golden elixir in her abdomen.
Her golden elixir was surrounded by a faint green color, and her spiritual consciousness revolved around the golden elixir. She gradually lost consciousness, and when the picture appeared in her mind again, she found herself in a pitch-black place.
It seemed as if there were tubes inserted all over her body, and blood was flowing out through the tubes. She did not open her eyes, but she felt that she could see her surroundings clearly.
She seemed to be lying in a large coffin. Outside the coffin seemed to be a huge cave. The sound of dripping water could be faintly heard. The tubes on her body passed through the coffin and were buried in the cave, as if they were continuously supplying blood to the cave.
There was a strange heartbeat sound going on.
Plop, plop.
Huge and clear.
Along with the sound of her heartbeat, the ground was shaking rhythmically. Qin Wanwan lay there in a daze. She didn't know whether she was dreaming or her soul was out of her body. She carefully observed her surroundings and was thinking when she heard the roar of a blue dragon. Then someone called her, "Gu Beicheng."
As she was talking, she felt a headache and opened her eyes suddenly. She saw Jian Xingzhi standing in front of her, with his hand on her head, looking quite proud: "You can enter into a state of meditation to the point of losing your mind and soul. If I hadn't slapped you, your soul would have left."
"Thank you so much."
Qin Wanwan's head was buzzing with pain from the shock. She suppressed her anger, raised her hand to slap Jian Xingzhi's hand away, and covered her head with her hands to rest.
Jian Xingzhi saw that she had a severe headache, thought for a moment, raised his hands and placed them on both sides of her head. A stream of cool spiritual power flowed into her brain, and Qin Wanwan's headache immediately felt much better.
She was touched by the points and was about to thank him when she heard Jian Xingzhi say happily: "You really count the points! Beicheng, do you still have a headache? If not, I'll give you another call."
The emotional turmoil was gone, leaving only the urge to head-explode.
Qin Wanwan knew that she shouldn't care about it at this moment. She clenched her fists and told Jian Xingzhi about the illusion just now: "I seem to feel the exquisite jade."
"Tell me about it."
Jian Xingzhi became interested when he heard this: "What did you see?"
"One coffin, one cave, and in one cave there is a heartbeat."
Qin Wanwan briefly described it, and Jian Xingzhi thought for a moment: "A cave with a heartbeat sound... I've seen this thing before."
"Have you seen it?" Qin Wanwan was surprised.
Jian Xingzhi nodded: "There is a kind of demon beast called Mi Zang. It can change its appearance at will. It can turn into a flower or a blade of grass, making it very difficult to find it. Its heart is a huge cave that can accommodate cultivators, so many cultivators regard Mi Zang as their own spirit beast and place the cave in the middle of Mi Zang's heart. Once in danger, it hides in Mi Zang's heart, and it will be very difficult to find it again."
"So, is this illusion hinting to me that Linglong Jade is in this mysterious heart?"
"Maybe."
Jian Xingzhi nodded, and Qin Wanwan frowned: "Then how do we find this hidden treasure?"
"I once hunted down a demon cultivator who hid in a mysterious place."
"How did you find him?"
Qin Wanwan immediately became interested. Jian Xingzhi recalled: "The evil cultivator had committed many crimes. He couldn't win and wanted to escape. The moment he hid in the mystery, I sealed the mountain."
"Then what?"
"I just released a sword energy, and all the trees on the mountain fell down, and he was the only one standing. I then released another sword, and he died."
Qin Wanwan: “…”
Okay, she understood, there was no reference.
Qin Wanwan thought about it and tapped the table: "Tomorrow I will go and find out which cultivator is hiding the mysterious spirit beast in the ghost town."
"I'll go ask too."
After the two men had their discussion, they went to rest. The next morning, they discussed the results of last night's discussion with Xie Gutang. Then the four of them went their separate ways to gather information.
Jian Xingzhi went to find Cuilu, Xie Gutang chatted with other male favorites in the yard, Nanfeng went to find the servants, and Qin Wanwan went to the kitchen to inquire under the pretext of getting food.
Qin Wanwan roughly asked around in the kitchen, and found that they were all ordinary people who had never experienced any hidden tricks. They just advised Qin Wanwan to eat more and gain some weight so that she would look cuter.
Qin Wanwan felt a little frustrated, but she still happily carried the basket of vegetables and walked back. Halfway through, she found a dilapidated courtyard. She looked up and found that there was a faint golden light in the direction of the courtyard. It was a light that only appeared in temples, which meant the incense or merits of the common people. Qin Wanwan was a little curious. How could there be such a thing in such a corner? She couldn't help but walk forward into the courtyard.
It seemed that no one had entered the yard for a long time. It was dilapidated and a bit cold. Qin Wanwan entered the yard and walked forward bravely. Fortunately, the yard was not big, so she entered the inner room in a moment and then found that it was indeed a temple.
There was a statue of a deity enshrined in the main hall. Qin Wanwan looked up and saw that the statue was a young man with a scroll in one hand and his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, looking like a scholar who was admiring the world.
Qin Wanwan looked at the statue carefully for a moment and couldn't help but gasp. The reason was that the face of the statue was 80% similar to Jian Xingzhi!
It was so frightening to see Jian Xingzhi taking the book.
"It's Lord Mingjing."
A pleasant male voice came from behind her. Qin Wanwan turned around suddenly and saw the man she met when she accidentally broke into the room yesterday.
Qin Wanwan looked at the man, then subconsciously looked at the statue above her head, and finally discovered that, in fact, the statue was not very similar to Jian Xingzhi, but it could not be said to have nothing to do with the man in front of her, but it could be said to be exactly the same.
"meet again."
The man walked up to Qin Wanwan and nodded to her. Qin Wanwan came back to her senses and pretended to be calm: "What a coincidence."
"Why is the girl here?"
The man looked up at her, and Qin Wanwan remembered what she had been asking about. Seeing that the man in front of her didn't seem to understand much, she deliberately struck up a conversation: "I was just walking around, and came in to take a look out of curiosity. This is our second meeting, and I still don't know your last name?"
"I am Song Shi."
The man asked: "May I know your name, young lady?"
"I..." Qin Wanwan hesitated for a moment and gave a false answer, "Gu Beicheng."
Song Shi nodded: "The word is quite heroic."
"What kind of god did you say this is?"
Qin Wanwan didn't want to discuss the name, so she turned to look at the statue: "Why does it look so much like you?"
"He is Lord Mingjing, the former lord of Ghost City. As for why he looks so similar to me," Song Shi smiled helplessly, "I'm not sure, maybe it's natural."
"The former lord of the ghost town?" Qin Wanwan was curious. Song Shi nodded with a smile, a bit of nostalgia in his eyes, and looked up at the statue.
"Two hundred years ago, there was no ghost city in the world. There was a scholar named Lin Yanzhi, with the Taoist name Mingjing. He was born with a golden elixir and had an extraordinary talent. He entered the stage of transcending tribulation after a hundred years, and was unparalleled in the world. He was compassionate and saved countless people. He built a city called Wuqi to accommodate people who had nowhere else to go."
"That's a great merit." Qin Wanwan sighed, and couldn't help but glance at the faint golden light in the temple.
Song Shi lowered his head and smiled: "Yes, so he became an immortal before he passed the calamity and became the god of this small world."
As he spoke, Song Shi looked up at the statue, his eyes smiling with a hint of sarcasm: "But just a hundred years ago, a god became possessed by the devil at night and slaughtered all the people in the city. The current city lord Hua Rong tried her best to keep the souls in the city together, allowing these souls to cultivate the immortal path and become ghost immortals. Since then, Wuque City has been renamed Ghost City."
Qin Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously asked, "How powerful is the City Lord Huarong?"
If they want to snatch the Linglong Jade from a person who was able to save the souls of an entire city from a possessed god in a small world, aren't they courting death
Song Shi shook his head: "At that time, City Lord Hua was just a child rescued and raised by Lord Mingjing. After raising her for a hundred years, she was only a Nascent Soul. After that battle, she immediately entered the stage of transcending tribulation and became the Lord of Ghost City."
When Qin Wanwan heard this, she instantly realized that something was wrong. She felt as if she knew something she shouldn't know, and she suddenly became nervous.
Song Shi seemed to have noticed Qin Wanwan's nervousness. He looked up at the sky, then turned to look at Qin Wanwan: "Miss Gu, the food is getting cold, are we going back?"
"Ah," Qin Wanwan nodded, "It's time to go."
As she spoke, she hurried out with her basket in hand. After two steps, she suddenly remembered, "Mr. Song, I have a question."
"Speaking."
"What is City Lord Hua's spirit beast?"
Song Shi didn't expect her to ask this question. He showed a hint of surprise on his face, then he smiled and gave the answer Qin Wanwan expected: "Mystery."
Qin Wanwan nodded, said "thank you", and walked out pretending to be calm.
As soon as she walked out of the yard, she started running. She ran all the way back to the yard. Jian Xingzhi had just finished sparring with Xie Gutang. Nanfeng was sitting on the side eating melon seeds. Xie Gutang had just been defeated and was quite excited discussing the game with Jian Xingzhi. Then she saw Qin Wanwan stumbling in.
Jian Xingzhi was wearing a white shirt and holding a sword behind him. Seeing Qin Wanwan running in in a panic, he was quite curious: "Why are you running so fast? Is someone chasing you?"
Qin Wanwan swallowed and nodded desperately.
"What's going on?" Xie Gutang frowned.
Jian Xingzhi poured a glass of water for Qin Wanwan, pinched her chin and fed it to her: "Come and drink a sip, calm down, and save some points for me."
"Stop it!"
Qin Wanwan tried to open Jian Xingzhi's hand, but Jian Xingzhi tried to interrupt her. Qin Wanwan calmed down, paused for a moment, and approached the two people mysteriously: "I know a big secret."
As she spoke, she pulled Xie Gutang with her left hand and Jian Xingzhi with her right hand, and dragged them inside.
Jian Xing subconsciously glanced at Qin Wanwan holding Xie Gutang's hand, then looked away.
After entering the house, he shook off her hand without leaving a trace, walked to Qin Wanwan's side, pushed Xie Gutang away, and sat on the chair: "Okay, the barrier is set up, you say."
Xie Gutang sat down next to Jian Xingzhi, while Qin Wanwan sat on the other side. She moved closer to Jian Xingzhi excitedly and said, "I just inquired about Hua Rong's past and found out one thing. Two hundred years ago, Hua Rong was adopted by a man named Lin Yanzhi. That Lin Yanzhi built a ghost town and became a pseudo-immortal in that world. But later he became possessed by a demon at night and slaughtered all the people in the ghost town. Hua Rong protected the ghost town and became the new lord of the town."
"Master, I also got to know the secret." Nan Feng spoke up and added, "And I also heard that Hua Rong's standard for finding a male lover is to look like that Ming Jing Shen Jun. For example, Xie Dao Jun, it seems that they have a similar temperament; Jian Dao Jun, similar face; and there are a bunch of men in the backyard, some have similar noses, and some have similar eyes."
"According to those male favorites, although she summoned them into the palace, none of the men had actually seen her."
Xie Gutang added, Qin Wanwan was stunned, she didn't expect that this person had more information than her.
She quickly tried to find a place to protest: "Well, she was just a golden elixir a hundred years ago. After Lin Yanzhi became a demon, she went through the tribulation. Now she is desperately looking for a man who looks like Lin Yanzhi. What did she do and what does she plan to do? Haven't you ever thought about it?"
"What does Miss Qin mean?" Xie Gutang frowned.
Nan Feng was stunned and murmured, "I know."
"That's right," Qin Wanwan looked at Nanfeng, nodded, and said with Nanfeng: "She wants to get a substitute!"
“Back then, in order to advance, she killed her husband and harmed Lin Yanzhi.” Qin Wanwan clenched her fists.
"But after losing Lin Yan, she realized that a world without Lin Yanzhi is meaningless!" Nanfeng said excitedly.
"So she looked for substitutes one after another, hoping to find her former love in these men! Even if it was an illusion, a dream, it didn't matter!"
Qin Wanwan said firmly, Nanfeng nodded, looked at Qin Wanwan, and showed a very sympathetic look: "But in the end, she will be hurt by the substitute!"
"Her spirit beast is Mi Zang. According to the dream I had last night, the exquisite jade hand is fixed in her hand, or in other words, in Mi Zang's body. So how do we get close to her now?"
Qin Wanwan glanced around, expecting an answer.
Jian Xingzhi frowned and spoke hesitantly, "I went to Cuilu to ask for information today. She told me that Huarong would show up every three months and choose a man she likes to sleep with. There are still seven days," Jian Xingzhi glanced around, "we can prepare."
"What kind does Huarong like?" Nanfeng looked at Qin Wanwan. Qin Wanwan recalled the statue of Lin Yanzhi and she asserted.
“She likes cultured people.”
Jian Xingzhi's face changed drastically. Qin Wanwan suddenly realized something and smiled: "Master, we have seven days left. We must work hard."
"No… "
Jian Xingzhi became nervous as he spoke: "It's not necessary, right? Don't you want to thank you for your hard work?"
"Master, you said that people should not give up. Look at how many times my ribs have been broken. What's wrong with you studying?"
Qin Wanwan became excited as she spoke. She lifted her sleeves and said, "Well, I'll go get you some books. Cultivation is a form of effort, and so is reading. Master, wait for me."
Having said that, Qin Wanwan immediately stood up, called Nanfeng, happily went to Cuilu to apply for a token to leave the house, and went straight to the bookstore.
She went to the largest bookstore in the ghost town and read the vast ocean of books, her heart filled with a sense of revenge.
"Boss," Qin Wanwan took out all her belongings and shouted excitedly, "Bring up all the collections of literature and poetry from the cultivation world over the past ten thousand years!"
"My master said that he would memorize it!"