Inside the room, Li Zhiyuan was eating eggs poached with brown sugar.
Conditions have improved now; a few years ago, such a high-end supplent was only eaten by won after childbirth.
Ever since Li Zhiyuan fused that piece of red broken porcelain into his palm, a blood mist would always drift out when performing skill and controlling arrays, a detail that Run Sheng noticed.
Therefore, every ti Run Sheng made himself a large bowl of noodle soup, he would also make this poached egg with brown sugar for Xiao Yuan, thinking it was the most nourishing.
Zhao Yi sat on the floor, his forehead heavily bandaged, and at this mont, he was personally using needle and thread to stitch up his own chest.
Threading needle and thread continuously, it was as if he was weaving a mosquito net for his dark and damaged little heart, occasionally picking up scissors to trim away so of the blackened rotten flesh.
When Tan Wenbin ca in, he was just in ti to witness this scene, feeling impressed that only Brother Xiao Yuan could eat calmly in such a situation.
Zhao Yi pulled up the thread's end, bringing it to his mouth, biting it off with his teeth, and asked:
"Did you find out?"
"Yes." Tan Wenbin saw Brother Xiao Yuan nod, then recounted the story he heard from Brother Pang Jin.
Zhao Yi stood up and saw Li Zhiyuan with a solemn face staring at the last egg.
He picked up the bowl, ate it for him, and drank the brown sugar water in the bowl in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said:
"Lord Mu should be a folk term of respect for mountain spirits and wild demons or river and lake gods, not necessarily related to the Mu Royal Mansion, similar to how the term Great Immortals is used in the Northeast."
Li Zhiyuan: "Hmm."
Zhao Yi continued, "The scene he described should be real, but due to positional bias, it inevitably carries so embellishnt, making it sound like the Heavenly Palace, but where would a Heavenly Palace have a statue with a tail at its gate.
But it must be that place; we have to persuade him to take us there.
Just paying money won't do much, considering it involves divine and ghostly matters.
Let's reproduce the mark in our palms and show it to him, if my guess is right, there should be a similar mark on the thing he obtained.
Once we match them, leading the way will be easy to discuss."
Li Zhiyuan: "Hmm."
Tan Wenbin: "I'll go right away."
After Tan Wenbin left, Zhao Yi smiled slightly and said, "Sorry, I might have overstepped a bit."
Li Zhiyuan shook his head: "No problem, you're only good for this now."
Zhao Yi: "Ha, haha."
This was the truth.
If the clue arrived a bit later, he could have rested easily for a while longer.
However, past events transpired last night, and the news ca this morning.
He had no ti to recuperate, and could only join in cheekily with his broken body.
"Just in case, even if Sun Yan wakes up, we can't take her, and Xu Ming should continue staying here to recover."
Zhao Yi understood the rules, guests don't bring guests.
Li Zhiyuan took out the copper coin sword and asked:
"You ntioned before that this copper coin sword needs to be used with your Zhao family's skill set to achieve maximum effect."
Zhao Yi's face twitched.
"Should I teach you now?"
"There's nothing better to do."
"Then why don't you teach sothing?"
"Alright."
"Deal!"
Zhao Yi taught the skill set specifically used to wield the copper coin sword to Li Zhiyuan.
Li Zhiyuan imparted the "Heart Peace Firm Root Cultivating Origin Scripture" to Zhao Yi, primarily for physical wellness, emphasizing strengthening bedroom secrets.
After receiving the teaching, Zhao Yi blushed again, as if his head could boil water if a kettle was placed on it.
Yet he couldn't accuse the youth of dishonesty, because this "Heart Peace Firm Root Cultivating Origin Scripture", in terms of value, greatly exceeded the skill set he had imparted.
After the exchange, Li Zhiyuan asked again:
"Does your Zhao family have any other interesting Cultivation Techniques, like the basic technique of your Zhao family? Let's continue exchanging, to avoid boredom on the mountain journey."
"Do you have a lot of this bedroom techniques?"
"Hmm."
In the basent of Grandpa's house, there are plenty of such books.
Almost every wellness book includes a supplent on bedroom techniques.
The ancestors were very straightforward, not at all shy about the important purpose of wellness.
"What use would it be for to collect so many of these things back ho?"
"Spreading branches and leaves is a family affair too, isn't it? Your Zhao family can save on Rehmannia Pill expenses."
"Makes sense. But I prefer 'Qin's蛟 Observation thod' and 'Liu's Qi Observation Technique'."
"Would the 'Fengdu Twelve Commandnts' be okay?"
"Sure!"
"I only have fragnts here, two or three pieces; if you want the complete set, you'll have to go to Fengdu, burn incense and offer sacrifices to ask for it."
Zhao Yi's eyes widened: "Do you have a grudge against Emperor Fengdu?"
The youth flicked his fingers lightly, the Copper Coin danced with his rhythm, sotis forming a sword, sotis forming a disc.
Focused on playing with the Copper Coin, he fell silent.
Tan Wenbin's efficiency was high; when Brother Pang Jin carried back his brother-in-law, he saw a gold ingot under the statue, engraved with patterns that matched exactly the impressions Tan Wenbin showed him.
Brother Pang Jin felt this was a guide from Lord Mu and agreed to take them into the mountain to that place.
On Tan Wenbin's persuasion, Brother Pang Jin changed the departure date from tomorrow to noon.
This move was not only to avoid giving Zhao Yi's people ti to recover but also to prevent the first broken jade's recipient from having a chance to breathe.
Whether guests are all present for the feast is uncertain, but arriving early, having a cold appetizer or grabbing so pistachios shouldn't be blad.
After lunch, Brother Pang Jin drove the group in a small bus.
The bus was loaded with local products, which Brother Pang Jin's parents had collected from village neighbors to send to their prospective in-laws.
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