Chapter 5

It was unknown whether Kiyoshi Genko knew that he was in the 'wrong' or something else. Faced with his master's questioning, his voice was timid and he did not dare to refute. However, the woman in the room was very 'unyielding'. She shrieked, "You shameless old man, why are you pestering me again!?"

The old voice sneered, "You are like water when you see my disciple, but when you see me, you express your attitude. Let me tell you, if you don't listen to me, I will expose this matter. When your husband comes back, you will be drowned in a pig cage."

The woman sneered, "Expose it?

When I am unlucky, you and your disciple will also be disgraced!

Look at the surrounding villages, see if there are still people who come to your lousy place to burn incense and worship fire!

Are there still people who invite you to perform rituals?

If this matter is exposed, I will accept being drowned in a pig cage. However, if I die a horrible death, I will definitely bite to death that you are threatening me!

I will see who is the unluckiest one! "

It was unknown if the woman's words had choked the old man, but the old man's voice did not ring out for a moment. Instead, it was Qing Yuan Zi who spoke up, his tone full of apologetic laughter. "What are you talking about?

You are not an outsider, so why are you speaking so harshly? "

After that, he comforted his master in front of him, and then comforted the woman in front of him. After talking left and right, both of them eased up a little.

Perhaps they knew that if this matter was exposed, both of them would be disgraced, so the old man and the woman took advantage of the situation and stopped arguing. Kiyoshi Genko saw this and said to the woman, "After all, he is my master." "Master is the chief of the monastery. If he is not happy, we will not last long." "It is not like we have never done it before. It is not like you are unhappy. Why are you so conflicted at this time?"

The female voice muttered, sounding wronged and complaining. Occasionally, she would say, "You were the one who lured me here, but now you're always calling that shameless old man." "That master of yours, Silver Skin?

Mu Cantou "," That old fart, he's good for nothing ", and so on.

Even so, Kiyoshi Genko's mouth was as sweet as honey. With just a few words, the woman actually agreed, and her master's anger subsided. The woman complained sweetly, "You must remember, there's still a long way to go. You must make it up to me." Her master urged anxiously.

In the end …

Tang Qingyu raised his eyebrows as he listened to the indescribable sounds of the three people again. This trio … was really … outrageous.

Not wanting to listen to the bed anymore, Tang Qingyu turned around and was about to leave. But just as he moved, he heard a loud shout coming from the room, "Who's there?!"

The sound of clothes being worn and footsteps could be heard. With a "bang", the window was pushed open. Kiyoshi Genko's master, Mako Shigeki, poked his head out of the room and looked around. He did not see anyone. He lowered his head and looked at the courtyard in front of the window. The snow there had not been swept away. The mirror-like snow was flat and white. There were no traces of footprints.

At this time, the woman in the room said angrily, "It's so cold, why are you opening the window? I'm freezing to death!"

The woman was not wearing any clothes. Once the window was opened, the cold wind blew. Naturally, it was cold.

Although Mako Shigeki was puzzled, he muttered, "Could it be that I heard wrongly?" But when he heard the woman behind him say that it was cold, he was afraid that she would be angry. He quickly closed the window and returned to the bed. His sweetheart cried out. Not long after, the indescribable sounds were heard again.

Tang Qingyu, who was in the shadow of the corner, heard the sounds in the room again. He lowered his head and looked at his pair of beautiful boots.

Without a trace in the snow.

In that moment, he had used Qi faster than he thought. It was almost instinctive, as if his body knew what to do.

It was instinctive, but not like the old Tang Qingyu … It was as if all the skills he learned in Wulin Legend had become part of his body's memory and could be activated on reflex.

In the game, he knew how to pick herbs, mine, cook, fish, cook, embroider, dye, forge, make medicine, and other life skills. He also knew how to play the piano, paint, and play chess. Did this mean that in this game, he also knew how to do all these almost instinctively?

Could someone do all of these things at the same time?

Could someone do all of these things at the same time still be human?

At the same time, there was another question in his mind. He had carelessly stepped on a branch and made a sound. But with an old man's hearing, there was no way he could have detected such a soft sound and suspected that there was someone outside the room.

Unless, this old man had inner strength and was a martial artist.

Kiyoshi Genko didn't have inner strength and didn't know martial arts.

At the gate of Chongyang Palace, Tang Qingyu had used the force of that slap to test him.

It was also because of Kiyoshi Genko's actions that Tang Qingyu had been careless. He thought that Chongyang Palace was in decline, but he didn't think that Kiyoshi Genko's master still had some inheritance.

Fortunately, at this time, the three people in the room were all fascinated by each other and didn't notice anything else. Tang Qingyu used the Lightness Skill of the Mount Hua Sect to float away and returned to the guest room where he temporarily stayed.

Back in the room, he was lost in thought for a long time. He tossed and turned the many questions in his head over and over again until he couldn't take it anymore. In the end, he pulled the blanket over himself and fell asleep.

After a light night's sleep, Tang Qingyu slept very vigilantly.

This was a skill he had developed after many years of being a bodyguard — while sleeping, he was able to keep his eyes open and draw his sword if there was any movement.

Luckily, no one came to disturb Tang Qingyu that night.

At dawn the next day, Kiyoshi Genko brought porridge, side dishes and a pot of hot water to Tang Qingyu's room. He smiled politely and said, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Tang Qingyu replied, "I had a good night's sleep."

At this time, the snow had stopped and the sky was clear. The sun was shining brightly, unlike the cloudy dusk yesterday. It was so dark that even nearby objects couldn't be seen clearly. Kiyoshi Genko finally saw the appearance of the scholar who was staying in the room. He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He thought to himself, "Oh my god, with such an appearance, could it be that he is a reincarnation of an immortal from the heavens … It's a pity that he's a man, otherwise he would be a peerless beauty …"

Kiyoshi Genko had always been a lustful person. At this time, he was a little restless. However, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the sword at Tang Qingyu's waist. He quivered and remembered that this "peerless beauty" in front of him was a martial artist and was not someone to be trifled with.

No matter how important a beauty was, it was not more important than one's life. Kiyoshi Genko immediately put away some of his rippling thoughts. He remembered that his lover said last night that there was no one in the room, so he asked tentatively, "Were you in the guest room last night?

I came to the guest room to ask if you had any other orders, but I didn't see you. "

Tang Qingyu said, "People have three urgent needs. Maybe you just happened to come over when I went to the toilet."

Kiyoshi Genko breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that last night's matter was not exposed. The kid in front of him should have gone to the toilet and did not bump into his lover.

That was good. When Kiyoshi Genko was young, he heard his grandmaster say that people of the Jianghu who had a sword and martial arts skills should not be provoked. Otherwise, they would not even know how they died.

When he was young, Kiyoshi Genko also did not believe it. However, his master also had a sword passed down from his grandmaster. Moreover, he was clearly sixty or seventy years old, but he, a young man in the prime of his life, was beaten up by his master like he was playing with a stick. His strength was really frightening.

It was also because of this that Kiyoshi Genko was very afraid of this master of his. He was handsome, and from time to time he would hook up with a lover. If his master also wanted to share, no matter how unwilling he was in his heart, he did not dare to disobey.

Therefore, when he saw Tang Qingyu reveal the sword at his waist, he was scared witless.

Because of this "fear" in his heart, he was especially concerned about whether or not Tang Qingyu knew about last night's matter.

Fortunately, it seemed that this kid did not know anything. Kiyoshi Genko relaxed and asked again, "How long do you plan to stay?

I am ashamed to say this, but our Chongyang Palace is located in a remote area. There is not much incense, and there is no sumptuous food in the monastery. In the past few years, there has been a drought in Shaanxi, and the price of rice has skyrocketed. My master and I usually live on rice bran. If you plan to stay for a few days, I am afraid that I will have to go to a nearby town to buy some rice, flour, oil, and grain. "

Kiyoshi Genko's question made Tang Qingyu speechless.

How long did he plan to stay?

Or when did he plan to leave?

Or rather, where could he go after leaving?

There was only one question that needed to be answered, and that was, what did he want to do?

People should always have a goal in life, always have something to think about. For example, when he was a child, he wanted to beat up Feng Qingyang. Later, he wanted to get married, have children, and have a family. Maybe now … he could realize the dream that he did not have the chance to realize in the past – to become a world-famous hero?

Blinking, Tang Qingyu did not answer Kiyoshi Genko. Instead, he asked a question, "I heard that there is an ancient tomb at the back of Mount Zhongnan?"

Kiyoshi Genko paused. His expression was unnatural for a moment, and he said, "This … there seems to be … or maybe there isn't … it is something from many years ago. I vaguely heard my ancestors talk about it, but I didn't hear it clearly …"

Tang Qingyu raised his eyebrows slightly and did not ask any more questions.

Just like yesterday, he did not touch the things that Kiyoshi Genko brought over. He only ate some of the sesame seed cakes in the package with water. Then he left Chongyang Palace and went to the back of Mount Zhongnan to explore.

The back of the mountain was covered with withered grass and trees covered with snow. There were also green pines and green cypresses in a disorderly manner. It was a scene of wild growth, but there was not the slightest trace of a road.

This was not strange. The decline of Chongyang Palace was not hard to guess. Who knew how many years had passed. It was natural that the old people had been wiped out by time.

After wandering around the back of the mountain for a while, he did not find any trace of an ancient tomb. Tang Qingyu changed his strategy and went straight to the top of the mountain.

Fortunately, it seemed that last night, when he stepped on the snow without leaving a trace, his lightness kung fu was very natural. He moved at will and did not slow down at all. After a while, Tang Qingyu climbed to a high point on the nearby mountain peak without any heartbeat. Looking down from above, he could see most of the mountain peak. He could also see Chongyang Palace, which was a small cluster of buildings on the flat ground halfway up the mountain. He could also see it clearly. And … to the north of Chongyang Palace, there was a strange basin near the foot of the mountain.

The topography of that basin was very strange. It was as if a piece of it had sunk in. Even though it could have been formed naturally, he was not in a hurry. Tang Qingyu thought that since he could not find any trace of the ancient tomb, he might as well go check it out.