"Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go right away..."
Eighth Master hung his head and didn’t dare to lift it, it seed as if he lost his ho, leading all the secret guards to slink away!
The events that had just unfolded before Su Pan’er left her in shock, it took a while for her to snap out of this unexpected turn. Her heart was filled with lingering fear and her back was drenched in sweat.
A wave of surprise and joy swept over Qin Yi, he had the vague feeling that Pan’er seed to recognize that old man. He couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly that Pan’er truly had good fortune wherever she went, there were always noble people willing to assist her!
He quickly got up and helped Su Pan’er bandage the wound on her arm. Together, they went forward to express their gratitude: "Old gentleman, thank you for saving our lives. Otherwise, we would have lost our lives here today."
"No problem, it was simply a matter of lifting a finger."
The old man waved his hand and squinted at Qin Yi for a mont before turning his attention to Su Pan’er: "I helped you because I noticed that your martial arts seem to have a lot in common with mine. I just don’t know who your master is?"
His question stumped Su Pan’er.
Her martial arts routines were naturally from her sect. However, she didn’t expect that there was a Ghost Valley Sect in this different world, let alone that this old man could recognize the kung fu routines of the Ghost Valley Sect. If she were to tell the truth, he would probably not believe her and might even think she was insane.
Her mind raced, and she hesitated before responding: "While it is true that I should not withhold any information when asked by you, my master stressed that I should never reveal any information about the sect without his consent..."
"So it seems. This girl highly respects the teaching, good, very good!"
Her excuse successfully deceived Old Cheng. Cheng nodded: "My surna is Cheng. People in the martial arts world call Cheng Laosan. Your skills should be in line with Yingsong. When you see your master again, tell him about my identity and he will know who I am."
Su Pan’er let out a sigh of relief!
She looked hesitant: "In that case, I’ll apologize to you after I’ve inford my master."
"No problem, no problem. It’s rare to et descendants of the sect, I naturally should look after you."
Old Cheng sighed deeply, a hint of loneliness on his face: "I originally thought that within my lifeti, I would never see anyone from my sect again, but I never expected... Aha! Anyway, when you asked to make that purple clay pot, you were planning to use it to make healing potions, weren’t you?"
mbers of the Ghost Valley Sect were known to use herbs in their healing potions, hence his question.
Su Pan’er’s eyes lit up instantly!
The purple sand pot was a necessity for her. If she could truly find a suitable one, it would save her a lot of trouble.
"Exactly, old gentleman, do you have any suitable ones on hand?"
"I do, but I don’t have them with at the mont."
The old man paused for a mont and glanced at Qin Yi before saying, "How about this, co find again in a few days when you have the ti, and I’ll take you to a place."
Su Pan’er naturally had no objections.
"Thank you so much, old gentleman."
She quickly made a fist salute: "Elder, about you and Eighth Master...?"
"Oh, you an him?"
Old Cheng revealed an understanding smile, the wrinkles on his old face relaxed quite a bit: "He is just the son of an old friend but he is not up to the task. He was disciplined by a lot back in the day. So, every ti he sees , he runs away, still as timid as a mouse, just like he was back then. What a pity!"
Old Cheng’s laughter was harmonious, Su Pan’er understood that he did not say anything directly, so she also laughed.
"Elder, we live at the back of the Village, if you are not too busy, why don’t you co and rest at our place for a while?"
Qin Yi invited him sincerely.
He had also noticed that although Old Cheng did not make a move, his re words had scared Eighth Master away, indicating that this Old Cheng was no ordinary man.
In addition to having their lives saved by Old Cheng, he thought of inviting Cheng over to have a drink at their ho. Even though it was not enough to repay the life-saving grace, it was a way to express their gratitude.
Old Cheng waved his hand, pointing to the basket on his shoulder: "Today I ca up the mountain to find soil samples for making pottery earthenware, but I haven’t found all of them yet, and it’s getting late. I will talk about it when I have ti later."
After saying that, he imdiately picked up his basket, shouldered his hoe, and strode away.
A real expert does indeed act differently, Qin Yi thought to himself.
Su Pan’er looked around.
The basket backpack has been disassembled and can no longer be used. The firewood knife was completely ruined with only the handle left. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of regret. Without anything handy now, how would they deal with a dangerous situation if it were to occur again in the future?
She shook her head and sighed, and glanced at Qin Yi who was lost in thought: "Let’s go, we should head back."
With that, she turned and walked away.
"Pan’er, what do you think we should do in the future?"
Qin Yi quickly caught up.
"What should we do? How about having cold egg noodles?"
Su Pan’er joked casually.
In her heart, however, she was extraordinarily alert. It was obvious that Eighth Master had decided to kill her and Qin Yi! He would not stop until he achieved his goal!
Even though he was montarily frightened off by Old Cheng, he will surely have a follow-up plan.
There’s also Su Yue’er. Judging from her actions today, it’s clear that she still hasn’t given up on Qin Yi. This is probably one of the reasons why Eighth Master decided to kill with impunity.
"Pan’er, I’m serious."
Qin Yi’s eyebrows knitted: "You see, Eighth Master is not an officer, he only relies on the power of his family, using his status to bully others. The governnt does nothing."
"The governnt? You an to rely on people like Deputy County Magistrate Su?"
She looked up at Qin Yi, laughed, and her eyes were filled with determination: "If soldiers co, block them; if water cos, cover it. We’ve reached this point, it’s not sothing you can avoid just because you want to. Let’s wait and see! If they have a follow-up move, it’s going to happen in the next day or two!"
"Right, it should be in the next couple of days."
Qin Yi pondered for a mont: "It’s not good for Ke’er to stay at ho. Do you reckon we should send him away temporarily? We can bring him back after a few days?"
Send Ke’er away?
Those words silenced Su Pan’er.
Where could Ke’er go? Back to the Su Family? That would be like sending a lamb into a tiger’s den, it would be safer to keep him with her, at least she could look after him.
"Why don’t we send Ke’er to my elder brother’s place?"
Qin Yi thought for a while: "Ke’er gets along well with Shuang’er, and my elder brother and sister-in-law are not ungrateful people, it would be the safest to send him there."
"Because Ke’er and Shuang’er get along so well, we cannot send him there. If I were the governnt soldiers and couldn’t find Ke’er, the first place I would look would be your elder brother’s place! If it does happen, not only would it be not beneficial to send Ke’er to your elder brother’s house, it might even put Shuang’er in danger. Absolutely not."
Su Pan’er shook her head decisively.
"Then what should we do? The main problem is that Ke’er’s leg is injured and he cannot travel long distances!"
Qin Yi’s forehead was furrowed.
An idea popped up in Su Pan’er’s mind, and she suddenly thought of soone: "Wait, maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to send him to him. The question is, will he be willing?"
"Who are you talking about?"
Su Pan’er had a mysterious look on her face: "Zhou Ning!"
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