182: Sharing the beauty of the moon from afar

I will leave my good name in the human world.

Chu Qing admired his opponent.

Unfortunately, he didn't know his opponent's name.

Otherwise, he would definitely praise his—quality.

He searched the corpse.

To his surprise, this guy didn't carry any gold or silver on him.

There was only a small booklet.

Opening it, he saw that it contained a martial art.

Inside the booklet, there were also a few small denomination gold notes and black gold notes.

"Not bad!"

Tucking the booklet into his embrace, Chu Qing quietly departed.

At dawn:

Zheng Zhixiang didn't wait for Chu Qing, and in a disgruntled mood, he said, "Where's Chu Qing?"

"Why didn't he come?"

"Go call those Bingjia Sect people and ask them what's going on."

If Chu Qing wasn't dead, he felt uneasy.

Because:

Chu Qing's actions were truly unconventional.

If such a person were allowed to attack the army, although the actual damage caused would not be great, it would affect morale.

It might even lead to the terrifying event of a camp riot again.

Camp riots were terrifying.

He could suppress it once, but he wasn't sure he could suppress it twice.

Not long after, a messenger rushed in, knelt down, and kowtowed, saying:

"General, something terrible has happened!"

Thump!

Zheng Zhixiang felt uneasy.

"All the Bingjia Sect people are dead."

The messenger cautiously retreated.

Buzz!

Zheng Zhixiang's head spun.

A moment later, he rubbed his temples and said hoarsely, "I remember Song Zhe was an Inner Sect Disciple."

"He had some skills."

"How could he have died without a sound?"

The messenger trembled, not daring to speak.

The surrounding generals were silent, all looking down at their toes, secretly cursing the murderer's madness.

After a long while, Zheng Zhixiang said, "Are there any signs of a struggle at the scene?"

The messenger cautiously said, "There are!"

"According to the investigation, they deliberately controlled the commotion during their fight."

"Song Zhe died terribly."

"His head was smashed against the ground by the murderer."

Zheng Zhixiang was silent again.

He couldn't understand why Song Zhe didn't shout when he encountered an enemy.

"Organize the bodies, record the injuries."

"Then send them to the Bingjia Sect."

The messenger clasped his fists and withdrew.

"As you command!"

Zheng Zhixiang closed his eyes in thought.

He was exhausted.

More than a dozen Bingjia Sect Disciples died without even making a sound.

"How could they be so useless?"

"Is there any future in cooperating with such a Bingjia Sect?"

Shiji Mountain:

Madam Shi, after hearing Chu Qing's news, said the same thing as Zheng Zhixiang.

"That was an Inner Sect Disciple!"

"My Inner Sect back then, even if not at Perfected Gold Tendons, still required one to reach the Skin and Hair Realm to enter the Inner Sect."

"How could the Inner Sect Disciples you encountered be so useless?"

Chu Qing smiled and said:

"Years change."

"A Sect will also go from strong to weak."

Madam Shi sighed and said, "But it's only been ten years!"

She felt complex.

Ten years... is a long time for ordinary people.

But for her, it was too short.

For a Sect, it was even more so.

"How did the Bingjia Sect decline so quickly?"

"This isn't normal!"

Madam Shi mumbled.

Chu Qing didn't want to disturb her further, so he bid farewell and left.

He first went to Bamboo Lake.

When he returned, Madam Jin was quite happy.

Zhao Hongxiu and the others also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With Chu Qing's return, they seemed to have a backbone.

Chu Qing chatted with them, though he only said a few simple words, but whether it was the maids or Zhao Hongxiu and the others, they were all very happy.

After sending Zhao Hongxiu and the others away, he stood behind Madam Jin and whispered into her ear:

"Godmother, how have you been these past few days!"

Madam Jin's body trembled slightly, and her fine hairs stood on end.

She said tremblingly, "Qing'er... could you please keep some distance?"

Chu Qing burst into laughter.

He had repeatedly charged into Zheng Zhixiang's army camp, and his Aura had reached its Peak.

At this moment, his heart was surging, and he said domineeringly:

"Come, I'll massage the main acupoint on your chest!"

Madam Jin... lowered her head, her small hand gently covering her clothes.

But her delicate small hand couldn't stop the young man's eager massage.

The main acupoint on the chest was hard to find, and Chu Qing was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Madam Jin's heart softened, and she quietly loosened her small hand... After connecting with Madam Jin, Chu Qing casually found a small hillside and lay there to rest.

About an hour later, Madam Jin, who had changed her clothes, came over with a pot of flowers.

To Chu Qing's surprise, these flowers were the same violets he had dug up initially.

Madam Jin said softly, "These flowers will wither in a few days."

Chu Qing comforted her, saying, "They will bloom again next year."

Madam Jin rolled her eyes and left with the flower pot.

Chu Qing was bewildered.

Then, the maids came over, carefully attending to him.

Chu Qing was completely puzzled and recounted what had just happened.

As a result, the maids laughed, their bodies swaying like flowers:

"Young Master, women are like flowers; if they are not watered, they will soon wither."

Chu Qing suddenly understood and exclaimed, "Don't wait for the flowers to fall and break empty branches...!"

The maids' eyes lit up, and they all nodded, saying, "Yes, that's what it means."

"Young Master, this sentence is so beautiful."

Chu Qing smiled and said, "Alright, tomorrow morning, prepare three to two tons of cold water for me, dyed black with ink."

"I need it for cultivation."

Thirty tons of black cold water could advance the Secret Inheritance Black Water Bone Refining Method to Major Achievement.

This amount was a bit much.

He needed to prepare in advance.

Fortunately, his strength was extraordinary; although he hadn't cultivated his Five Viscera and Six Bowels, he could still drink several tons of water and then, with the help of martial arts, quickly expel it from his body.

The maids nodded, not asking him what cultivation he was doing.

During the day, Chu Qing rested.

He lay quietly on the hillside, not cultivating, not studying Zheng Zhixiang, and not caring about Zheng Zhixiang's army.

He even threw aside the Secret Manual he had found on Song Zhe, not even looking at it.

At this moment, he just wanted to be quiet and relax.

Dusk fell:

The maids had decorated Madam Jin's main building:

Red silk, red lanterns; they also found a Red Robe from somewhere and put it on Madam Jin.

They also placed many red candles inside the room.

Madam Jin was bewildered.

Not long after, Chu Qing pushed open the door.

She said nervously, "Qing'er, it's so late, what are you doing here?"

Chu Qing pointed to the blooming flowers nearby and said, "Pluck the flowers while they are in bloom, lest you pluck empty branches when they fall!"

"I naturally want to pluck flowers!"

Madam Jin panicked and exclaimed, "You..."

The next second:

Lights... and revelry!

Ten minutes... Half an hour... Prefecture City:

Jin Pangzi felt uneasy.

He didn't know why, but he just couldn't sleep tonight.

He pushed open the window, gazed at the night sky, and saw the bright, clear moon, his wife's every smile and frown appearing in his mind.

"I wonder how Madam is doing!"

"Has Chu Qing taken good care of her?"

"I also wonder if Madam misses me."

"Madam loves to read and is sentimental; perhaps she is also looking at the bright moon!"

"Separated by distance, sharing the same moon, there's a unique flavor in—my heart!"

...Next door:

Chief Constable Shi stared blankly at a letter.

This letter was given by someone from the Bingjia Sect.

The content was simple:

Give a special medicine to Madam Shi Yuji.

"How am I supposed to make Yu Ji eat it when I can't even see her now?"

Chief Constable Shi's mind was in a mess.

"She never ate or accepted anything I sent her before."

"Now that I've fled Shiji County, she's very disappointed in me."

"She definitely won't accept anything from me."

"Isn't this making things difficult for me?"

Although Chief Constable Shi felt it was difficult, for his future prosperity and to remain in the Prefecture City, he decided to give it a try.

At worst, he would be scolded by Madam Shi, and that would be all.

There was no loss anyway.

If he succeeded... what was Madam Shi to him?

He would become a Prefecture City resident, climb to the upper echelons of the Bingjia Sect, and his future would be brighter.

By then, he could marry as many wives as he wanted.

Why be restricted by Madam Shi?

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, "Madam... this time, please just die!"