Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 252 Trust
"I don't need to lie to you," Wu Fangfei added, "You've already caught me anyway..."

"I was just too hungry. Those... people didn't even give us any food." Wu Fangfei looked pitiful, tears welling up in her eyes. "I didn't want to starve to death, so I stole the food."

Wei Xi could see clearly that Wu Fangfei was not afraid of her, and was acting like a big show in front of Wei Xi, her senior.

"How much food can you eat?" Lingyin grasped Wei Xi's playful tone.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fangfei was surprisingly calm and just wiped her tears.

"If you don't want to tell me, then go meet Li Feng. As for meeting him, I'm quite curious whether your good acting skills can save your family's lives?"

Wei Xi immediately touched Wu Fangfei's sore spot, and the latter's weak expression disappeared, replaced by a look of helplessness.

"You're probably looking for two monks," Wu Fangfei had to confess under the eaves. "I only stole less than 100 kilograms of food. I stopped in the woods for a while, and that's when I saw the two monks."

Qin Feng asked anxiously, "What color robes are they wearing? Are there any uniform patterns on them?"

"...these two monks weren't wearing robes," Wu Fangfei recalled before answering, "Even if they were, I can't see the color clearly."

"There were fluctuations of spiritual energy surrounding these two mysterious monks, so I recognized them as monks. As for the other lost supplies, I really don't know their whereabouts."

At this point, Wu Fangfei no longer cared about maintaining her image. She simply blurted out, "I'm just a casual cultivator who lost the protection of my family. I simply can't hide so many supplies. Besides, you two can check what I've hidden. There's only food, nothing else."

Qin Feng, who was more familiar with the life in the military camp, used Gao Han to check several pockets and found that there was indeed no military supplies such as salt, weapons, herbs, and feed.

After receiving Qin Feng's confirming look, Wei Xi weighed the pros and cons, and with the mentality of a wicked and amusing person, decided to let this golden food-stealing rat go.

After all, judging by her words and actions, Wu Fangfei was clearly a ruthless person who hated the Ju Kingdom court. This woman was quite talented and intelligent. If she hadn't died on the border, she might have created some "little surprises" for the powerful people of Ju Kingdom in the future.

"You really have no idea about those two monks?"

"No," Wu Fangfei answered simply, "They were in such a hurry to get on their way that they probably didn't notice me."

After saying this, Wu Fangfei swallowed nervously a few times, "I've told you everything I know. Please don't report me!"

"Look at what you're saying," Wei Xi put on a friendly expression. "We're all monks, how could we possibly embarrass you? The food you took isn't much, but be careful not to get caught!"

After hearing this, Wu Fangfei looked relieved, with a hint of unhappiness in between. She then forced a smile and asked sweetly, "I wonder what went wrong that made the two senior sisters discover that there was something wrong with me?"

Qin Feng shuddered: She always felt that Wu Fangfei looked very familiar.

"It would be interesting if you figured it out yourself," Wei Xi said, changing the subject. "But if you were exiled and tried to figure out the path of cultivation on your own, I'm afraid you would never be able to learn it in your lifetime."

Wu Fangfei looked a little gloomy, but she heard the hidden meaning in Wei Xi's words, so she replied: "With my status, I'm afraid I will never be able to join a sect in my lifetime..."

"I don't know the reason for this either," Wu Fangfei said. "Three months ago, my father was suddenly imprisoned. Then the Wu family was ransacked, the men were beheaded, and the women were exiled."

"Half a month ago, I caught a fever while on the road of exile. After that, I figured out some simple spells."

Wei Xi raised an eyebrow. "Exploring the art of cultivation, displaying a clearly affinitive spiritual power, this Wu Fangfei is truly a rare talent for cultivation." It's a shame, before she even set foot into the sect and embarked on the path to prosperity, she was instead mercilessly slapped in the face by fate.

"This is for you," Qin Feng unexpectedly took out a stack of papers from his Qiankun bag. "This is the basic exercises for refining Qi and building the foundation. There are some diagrams inside. Although the drawings are not very beautiful, if you accept it, it will be considered as a path to cultivating immortality."

When Lian Gouyu made diagrams for Qin Feng, he often drew several versions to make it easier to choose from. After the selection was made, many of the extra ones were burned. The version he sent out today was the one Qin Feng couldn't bear to throw away.

Don't underestimate this stack of books, which is equivalent to the introductory chapter of Qi Refining. Perhaps the Wu family once disdained such information, but now this stack of illustrations is the possibility of Wu Fangfei's turnaround.

Wu Fangfei took it. She was also a very smart child. She knew the importance of this thing at a glance. At this moment, she finally dropped her pretense and solemnly thanked Qin Feng.

Returning to the post station, Qin Feng sat in Wei Xi's room and sighed, "What a pity, such a good clue is lost just like that..."

Wei Xi didn't feel any emotion. "At least we have found the whereabouts of some of the food supplies."

"Why do you still want to report Wu Fangfei?" Qin Feng felt a little reluctant. "Well, she is still a good child and knows her limits."

"You're only sixteen this year," Wei Xi said speechlessly, "you're only five or six years older than her..."

Besides, how could Wu Fangfei be honest? Wei Xi kept complaining in his heart, stealing military rations, talking nonsense, and not crying until he saw the coffin, she was definitely not an honest person.

Wei Xi was completely unaware that he and Wu Fangfei had many similarities.

"But could it be that the two cultivators she mentioned were sent by Prince Wuyang or Prince Yuzhang to transport grain and grass?"

Wei Xi continued along this line of thought: "Not everyone can afford to employ a cultivator. If it is really the Liang brothers' power grab that caused the trouble, then there is still some possibility."

"What should we do? We have no clue about these two suspicious monks." Qin Feng frowned. "They are not refugees. They have probably escaped long ago."

Wei Xi chuckled, "They can run away, but the food, especially the large amount of food, can't."

"You mean, continue to check the food?" Qin Feng's eyes lit up: a major feature of food is its large size, and the Qiankun bag with limited space is not a good option.

"If I were to do this, given the inconvenience of transportation and the imminent imminent imposition of martial law, I would immediately sell the grain in batches to different grain stores, bury the weapons, and either sell the remaining supplies on the black market or sink them into dry wells. There's always a solution."

Wei Xi's eyes flickered slightly. "The large amount of grain that appeared in Jingliang Store this year is relatively easy to investigate. Following this line, we may find something new."

The two decided to go to a nearby town to check for food the next day. Just as they were about to rest, they heard a knock on the door.

The dogs are asleep at this time, who would come here at night?

Wei Xi opened the door and saw a man in a black cloak standing at the door, with a burnt smell coming from his body.

The dim light in the corridor of the inn illuminated the face under the hood. There was a strange scar on Lian Gou's face, like the edge of paper burned by fire.

Before Wei Xi could ask him what was going on, he heard him whisper hurriedly, "The refugees in Bingzhou are rioting! We need support urgently!"

(End of this chapter)