Chapter 804: Sleepless Night

Wu Sunheng didn't expect to be able to become a disciple today. At this moment, he was so excited that his depression was gone.

The sword cultivator accepted Wu Sunheng's bow, but did not let him kowtow more and directly held his hand.

"Get up and tell us about your fight with that monster!"

After finishing speaking, Jianxiu entered Wusunheng's room. The scent of sandalwood and medicine inside made him frown slightly, and Wusunheng responded and hurriedly followed.

At this time, a servant of the Wang family came and shouted from the other side of the house.

"Master Wu, are you okay? I heard some noise."

Wu Sunheng looked at the master in the room and shouted outside.

"It's okay - you can go and rest -"

"Oh good!"

The servants of the Wang family were all afraid of Wu Sunheng, and they couldn't bear to hear what he said.

When Wu Sunheng entered the room, the sword cultivator had already sat down at the table. The former hurriedly took a few steps closer. The pain on his body seemed to have eased, and he chose to sit down even though he should have been lying down.

"Master, please drink tea!"

Wu Sunheng opened the teacup and poured tea for the sword cultivator. The latter nodded and gently touched Wu Sunheng's chest with his sword finger.

A stream of mana activated spiritual energy, which entered Wusun Heng's body at this moment. It entered his limbs and bones and affected the growth of his own vitality. Finally, it gathered on the bed, bringing a cool feeling. Wusun Heng's pain also slowed down a lot. .

"Thank you Master!"

Wu Sunheng looked grateful, but Jian Xiu showed no expression.

"Okay, let's talk!"

"Yes, at noon today, after I went to find Mr. Zheng Yiming, the witch appeared directly on the street."

The sword cultivator couldn't help but think of the scene of the fight with the cat monster just now, and at this moment, through Wu Sunheng's narration, he also had an impression of the monster's changing physical appearance.

"It's said to be a fight, but in fact, it only took a short while, and my disciple was defeated immediately."

As Wu Sunheng said this, he seemed to have thought of something and added something.

"However, in the Immortal Swordsmanship, the disciple only used one sword. At that time, the second sword was given to Zheng Yiming for protection. If he had two swords in hand, the result might be different."

Jian Xiu looked at Wu Sunheng.

"With both swords in hand, there will be no difference in the outcome. Even if there is a difference, you will probably die instead of being seriously injured now. You are definitely not able to compete with that monster!"

Just now, I couldn't gain any advantage in the fight with the monsters. If I were to be a disciple, who was a three-point immortal and seven-point sorcerer in the same state as before, it would be useless for the ten Wusun Heng to join together.

"Master, what kind of monster is that, that even you can't hold her down?"

Jian Xiu thought for a while and said.

"The monster's original form is a black and white cat. It is rare to have such a profound spiritual practice. It has obviously become a climate! Its method of gathering breath is extremely clever. Maybe he has seen every move you made before!"

In fact, the sword cultivator couldn't help but think about the monster that caused the flood before, wondering whether the cat monster would be connected with that monster, and at the same time, he was also thinking about the falling starlight he sensed at that time, but these things were obviously It's not something you can figure out just by thinking about it.

cat?

Wu Sunheng also frowned. He originally thought it was a monster by the water.

"By the way, who is this Zheng Yiming? Why did you give him the sword? If I read it correctly when I came here, is this the royal residence?"

Wusun Heng originally thought that the immortal might have known everything, but now he hurriedly explained it.

"Master, this matter is not as simple as the disciple just meeting a monster in the city. Zheng Yiming may have been entangled by the monster a long time ago, but the reason for the disciple's encounter is actually because of the imperial examination in Pingzhou."

Wu Sunheng told the Wang family to bribe the examiners of Gongyuan to copy and replace the Jie Yuan paper belonging to Zheng Yiming. He just said it briefly, and the sword cultivator next to him immediately did a little calculation, but found that it was not correct.

It seems that it is indeed what the disciple said, and the entanglement is deeper. It is not as simple as an ordinary banshee absorbing the scholar's energy!

"Master, the servants of the Wang family may know more about Zheng Yiming. Can I call them to talk about it?"

Wu Sunheng knew that with Mr. Wang's shrewdness, since he had already said that Zheng Yiming was in the inn, it was impossible not to send someone to keep an eye on Zheng Yiming.

"That's fine!"

Seeing his master nodding, Wu Sunheng quickly stood up and called out to the door.

"Someone is coming——"

After hearing this call, not long after, two servants came over. When they arrived in front of the house, they found that the door was open, and Wu Sunheng was waiting at the door. He seemed to look much better.

"Master, what are your orders? Are you hungry or do you want to relieve yourself?"

Wu Sunheng's face was expressionless, just like before.

"Even if I die, I won't be a useless person. Did your master send someone to keep an eye on Mr. Zheng?"

The two servants looked at each other and seemed to have eye contact.

"I'm hiding it too?"

Wu Sunheng's tone was stern, and the two of them were immediately afraid. The master was not here at this moment, so how could they dare to disobey the mage.

"Uh, no, no! It's just that the master said not to disturb the mage's rest!"

"It seems you know!"

"I know, I'll be the one to keep an eye on you in the afternoon, and I'll come back in the evening."

Looking at the situation of the two of them, it was obvious that they had already shared the topics during the chat. Wu Sunheng looked outside and called the two of them into the house.

The two servants were obviously more nervous when they arrived in the room. However, the sword cultivator was obviously sitting there, but they didn't seem to notice it. Wu Sunheng naturally wouldn't point it out, but just sat down in his original position and looked at the two servant.

"Besides staying in that inn, what else did Zheng Yiming do?"

The servant didn't dare to hide it.

"The master mainly asked us to keep an eye on Zheng Yiming to see if he would report to the authorities and who he would contact. However, I watched him all afternoon and he didn't come out. He seemed to go out when the sun was setting."

"Where did he go and what did he do?"

The servant thought for a while and answered.

"Well, he went to a street near the Imperial Examination Hall and came to a bookstall. He should be copying books, returning the copied books to the bookstall, and giving his own handwritten copies to the bookstall owner, asking him to help sell them."

Copying books, yes, Wu Sunheng thought of the time when he went to find Zheng Yiming, the other party was indeed copying books.

"Have you seen him meeting any woman?"

Although the servants of the Wang family would definitely be discovered by the monster if they followed, Wu Sunheng still asked this question, because the monster might not take the Wang family seriously at all, and it is possible that he ignored them.

"No, he chatted with the bookstall owner for a long time, then picked a few books and left."

Wusunheng was thinking, and heard the master's voice transmission. After receiving the instructions, he spoke again.

"Did you hear what they talked about? Did they do anything strange?"

The servant who was watching them in the afternoon shook his head immediately.

"I didn't dare to get too close. I just watched them talking happily. Apart from borrowing books, they just teased the cats on the bookstall."

Wusun Heng's eyes, which were originally slightly narrowed, suddenly widened, and the sword cultivator beside him also had a serious expression!

"Hey, hey, hey, Master, I really only saw these."

Wusun Heng's expression scared the servants of the Wang family, and both of them shrank back.

"Humph, you are active in fooling around with Young Master Wang, but you are timid now? Go, it's none of your business!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" "Then Master, we are leaving. If you have anything, just call me!"

"Well!"

The two servants were as if they had been pardoned, and hurriedly opened the door and walked out.

"Wait!"

The two servants shuddered. They all said that the young master had been possessed by evil spirits, but the young master had not been in any trouble before. He was not as scary as this Wu Mage. It was as if there was a sword in his eyes, and a glare seemed to split people's souls.

"Mage, do you have any other instructions?"

Wusun Heng looked at the two people at the door.

"Is your master not at home tonight?"

"Uh, old man, the master is going to pray for the young master somewhere else."

It was obviously a lie, but Wusun Heng was too lazy to care. He pushed his hands and the two servants hurried out. After closing the door, their feet were as fast as oiled, for fear of being called again.

In the room, Wusun Heng looked at Jian Xiu.

"Master, do you think it will happen?"

Hearing that there was a cat in the bookstall, the master and apprentice were particularly sensitive to it. The solemn expression on Jian Xiu's face also told Wusun Heng that his master had a similar guess.

"It's not clear yet. Forget it. I will teach you the sword skills first. I will protect you tonight. You can practice with peace of mind. I will go to investigate tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Wusun Heng hurriedly stood up and accepted the order. He was not afraid with his master around, nor was he worried that something would happen to the Wang family tonight.

Perhaps if the master had not come today, something might have happened to the Wang family just now. After all, the cat demon had already found the location of the Wang family before, and it just happened to run into the master.

That night, Wusun Heng sat cross-legged on the bed, and the sword cultivator opened up his various acupoints with his sword fingers, guided him into a state of tranquility, and then led a wisp of Taibai Jinqi into his lungs.

That night, Yu Xinmei also had a hard time calming down. She was thinking about the battle she had just glimpsed before. Things might be a little beyond her control.

That night, Zheng Yiming was focused and read the new book he had just received with joy. Obviously, he didn't want to sleep tonight.

That night, Wang Xingfu, who had been kneeling with his servants outside the abbot's meditation room at Gaochang Temple in Xingfu Mountain since nightfall, was soaked in cold sweat. The two servants were also kneeling in extreme pain, but they didn't dare to get up because the master was kneeling.

The monks at the door just stood there and chanted silently. In addition to not letting the people kneeling there disturb the abbot, they did not restrict their freedom and even arranged a guest house for them to stay temporarily, but they just knelt there and didn't get up.

"Squeak~~~"

The door of the meditation room opened, and an old monk came out holding a rosary. Looking at the people kneeling there in the moonlight, Wang Xingfu's face was pale when he raised his head. Obviously, at his age, he had been riding a horse all the way and kneeling here without a drop of water or a grain of rice. He was almost unable to hold on.

"Poor parents in the world, my Buddha is merciful!"