CH 368

Hearing Gouwa's shout, the door creaked open.

Gao Zhijian, with his upper body bare, frowned as he looked at him. Despite the cold weather, sweat was steaming off his body.

"Did you smell it? Yang Xiaohai and his wife are steaming buns today! Pork and leek filling!"

Looking at Gouwa's annoying appearance, Gao Zhijian bumped into him and closed the door again.

Behind the door, Gao Zhijian listened to Gouwa's complaints gradually fading away. "Ah, it's so boring. Lv Xiucai is more fun. I wonder where that kid went. It's been so long since I last saw him, I actually miss him a little."

When he couldn't hear any more voices, Gao Zhijian turned around and picked up the heavy halberd with steady hands. With a low roar, he pulled it out forcefully.

This giant halberd was specifically made for Peng Longteng. In Gao Zhijian's hands, it was so awkward, like a child riding a big horse.

After swinging it unsteadily a few times, accompanied by a tremor in the ground, the halberd smashed the stone slabs on the ground.

Gao Zhijian, panting heavily, looked down at his trembling hand, with blood seeping through the cracked veins.

Gao Zhijian turned and walked to the front of the house, holding a book in his hands. It was the military strategy book he found on the deceased Peng Longteng.

As he tremblingly wiped his blood on it, a completely different content appeared before his eyes. It was a military cultivation technique!

He stared with wide eyes and sat cross-legged, following the instructions in the book to concentrate his killing intent and circulate his energy according to the steps in the book.

Gao Zhijian circulated round after round, sitting there like a fierce Luohan in a temple, making it impossible for people to look at him directly. Faint traces of blood emerged from his body, and his body seemed to have grown larger.

Just as a bug flew by, he swept his eyes over it and the bug instantly stiffened and fell to the ground.

"Dinner! Dinner!!" Yang Xiaohai's shout made Gao Zhijian slowly close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he returned to his previous simple-minded self.

Seeing Peng Longteng's appearance, he always felt that this thing was dangerous, so he wanted to try it himself first and then tell the others if it worked.

Gao Zhijian walked to the well in the courtyard, lifted a bucket of cold well water and poured it over his head. After washing away the sweat, he put on his clothes and opened the door, walking towards the kitchen.

When he arrived, he saw everyone drinking hot porridge and eating delicious meat buns.

No one paid attention to him, they seemed very casual, eating and chatting regardless of gender.

Gao Zhijian picked up a basin and used chopsticks to pick up fifty buns. He sat there alone and ate slowly, occasionally glancing towards the door.

When everyone gradually dispersed, Yang Xiaohai scratched his head in confusion. "Doesn't Xiaoman Senior Sister eat?"

After thinking for a moment, he used a plate to cover a bowl of buns and started washing the pots and steaming baskets with the round-faced woman.

Seeing this scene, Gao Zhijian picked up the last bun in the basin and stuffed it into his mouth. After finishing the remaining vinegar in the bowl, he picked up the bowl of buns and walked outside.

His goal was clear: the Bai family ancestral hall. As he turned the three monkeys arranged side by side, a hidden door appeared in front of him.

Gao Zhijian bent down to enter, and the oil lamps on the surrounding walls were already filled, making the previously dark stairs much brighter.

When he entered the main hall again, he saw Chun Xiaoman quietly reciting something. "Disciple looks up to the blue sky, with the masters by my side. Twenty-four flavors of heaven help the disciple practice the ruler and dragging knife. The dragging knife turns into goose feathers, the iron ruler turns into lamp wicks, and the rolling stone turns into water bubbles."

Hearing footsteps, Chun Xiaoman turned around and her eyes lit up when she saw Gao Zhijian. "Zhijian, come and see, did I read it wrong? Why is there no reaction?"

Gao Zhijian took the book from her hand and examined it for a while before handing her the bowl of buns. "Eat."

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Since the last time, Chun Xiaoman noticed that Gao Zhijian seemed to have recovered, and from then on, as long as he said a word, as long as it could convey his meaning to others, it was enough.

"I don't want to eat, show me the contents of the book first." Chun Xiaoman seemed impatient, pushing the bowl away.

But Gao Zhijian didn't think so. He handed her the bowl again and said, "Eat." He had an attitude of not speaking if she didn't eat.

Chun Xiaoman reluctantly accepted it and ate the buns in small, quick bites. While eating, she asked, "Has Lingmiao returned?"

Gao Zhijian shook his head as he examined the book in his hand.

"Where did that girl go? She didn't even send me a letter." Chun Xiaoman suddenly thought of something after complaining. Her heart skipped a beat. "Do you think she might..."

But she quickly reassured herself, "No, she won't do anything foolish."

Eating in a hurry and thinking about all sorts of messy things, Chun Xiaoman choked and covered her neck, hiccuping.

Gao Zhijian put down the book and gently patted Chun Xiaoman's back to help her swallow.

After catching her breath, Chun Xiaoman turned her head to Gao Zhijian and said, "If it doesn't work, let's gather everyone and search for Lingmiao's disappearance again. There's no news at all, I'm really worried."

"Okay." Gao Zhijian nodded.

Just as Chun Xiaoman continued to eat the buns, Gouwa rushed in from outside with a letter in his hand. "Hey! Bai Junior Sister sent a letter!"

Chun Xiaoman immediately stood up nervously. "Where is she now? What does the letter say?"

"What are you asking me for? I can't read!" Gouwa handed the letter to Gao Zhijian beside him.

After Gao Zhijian glanced at the letter for a while, he stuttered, "Th-this... this is... Li Senior Brother's handwriting!" Only Li Senior Brother would like to write in such neat characters with black charcoal.

"Haha." Gouwa pointed at Chun Xiaoman and mocked, "I told you, the young couple had a quarrel. You, an outsider, shouldn't interfere. Maybe you helped her scold her husband, and the next day they fought and made up in bed. How about it? Did I hit the nail on the head?"

(End of this chapter)