Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter Ten is truly insidious.

It's near the entrance of the Zongxue School, not far from the supervisor's office.

Seeing Xiao Chong spit out a mouthful of dark red blood, the fat man asked with concern, "Young Master Chong, were you injured just now?"

"It's alright. I used too much force just now and injured my lungs. Now that I've coughed up the blood clots, I feel much better." Xiao Chong waved his hand at the fat man, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

"Then why aren't you hurrying to get the medicine? Why did you drag me here?" The fat man became even more anxious.

This time, Xiao Chong didn't answer. He just pulled the fat man to sit on the ground, pointed in the direction of the supervisory office, and smiled meaningfully.

Chong Shao is becoming more and more unfathomable. Could it be that he has finally been enlightened?

Should I do that to myself? It'd probably hurt a lot, wouldn't it? What if I got stunned?

Trusting Xiao Chong, the fat man didn't press the matter further, but as he sat there, his mind raced with wild thoughts, his expression incredibly vivid.

"ah!-"

A piercing scream shattered the tranquility of the ancestral school, emanating from Xiao Fangzheng's room. The sound was as loud as the Xiao family's morning and evening bells, but given the eerie atmosphere of the courtyard, it sounded far more terrifying than any bell.

The scream only lasted once before it stopped abruptly, but five muffled blows from Xiao Fangzheng's room came through, clear as day despite the distance.

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Xiao is really ruthless! He won't let go even after the person has fainted."

Xiao Chong stuck out his tongue as if he had a toothache, then grabbed the fat man and quickly fled.

"That's so insidious! I'll have to think carefully about whether we can remain friends!"

The fat man muttered to himself, feeling a chill run down his spine. He twisted his large body and ran even faster than Xiao Chong.

After parting ways, Xiao Chong first found a money exchange and exchanged some loose silver and a bag of copper coins. Then he got a prescription at a clinic and bought some over-the-counter medicine at a pharmacy next door.

Passing by a market, I bought a bag of top-quality rice, a jar of aged wine, and an even bigger pig's head. Thinking of Qingmeng's skinny little body, almost showing its bones, I gritted my teeth and bought a plump old hen.

After gathering all the items together, Xiao Chong gritted his teeth and hired a porter before heading towards his home in the north of the city.

The snow in Wuyi Lane had not yet melted, and the blue brick that had hit him on the back of the head last night was still lying on the corner of the lane, but the mangled pig's head had long since disappeared.

Looking at the faint bloodstains on the blue bricks, Xiao Chong suddenly felt that he should be grateful to them.

If it weren't for this blue brick waking him up, he would have been completely devoured sooner or later, and probably not even a bone would have been left.

But even if the brick is a good brick, it is absolutely unforgivable for someone to use it to smash their own scum!

Now that you've regained your memories, you should take control of your future path and not let others mold you.

Lost in thought, Xiao Chong arrived at his courtyard without realizing it. Seeing the three hundred copper coins the porter took from his hand, Xiao Chong felt another pang of pain.

There's no way to expect someone who couldn't even find a job in their past life to remain calm and composed when faced with the temptation of money.

I'm still too poor. In just a short while, I've already spent almost ten taels of silver!

Feeling a pang of heartache, Xiao Chong quickly sent the beaming porter away.

"Is the young master back?" Hearing the commotion in the courtyard, Qingmeng ran out of the house, holding a red-skinned egg in her hand. However, when she was almost in front of Xiao Chong, she slipped and fell.

Seeing the egg roll away and about to fall into the ditch by the door, Qingmeng, with a burst of strength from who knows where, pounced and pinned the egg down.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, although it's broken into two pieces, it doesn't stop us from eating!" Qingmeng, holding the eggs, rushed towards Xiao Chong with small steps, but suddenly froze when she saw the food and utensils piled up on the ground, her mouth opening wide enough to fit two eggs at the same time.

"Smash!" The egg fell to the ground again, turning into a yellow and white blob, definitely inedible.

Heaven have mercy, Qingmeng has never seen so much delicious food since the master died!

There was rice, noodles, wine, and a pig's head. The most extravagant thing was an old hen with its wings tied with strips of cloth, which was squawking merrily, oblivious to its impending doom.

"Wait a minute, where did I see this pig's head yesterday? Wasn't it stolen by a thief? How did it reappear?"

To verify if this was true, Qingmeng, who hadn't eaten all day, suddenly jumped up high and punched the despicable meat thief hard.

"Ah!" Xiao Chong was squatting on the ground, trying to untangle the ropes that were tightly bound together, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind his head. Unable to dodge in time, he let out a strange cry.

"So it wasn't a dream after all?" Qingmeng cried tears of joy.

Seeing the young master clutching his head, baring his teeth, and glaring at him, Qingmeng was a little confused and asked in confusion, "Young master, how could it be you? Where is that thief who stole the pig's head?"

"Can you be any more stupid? Haven't you ever seen so many good things before? This is called a petty person getting rich suddenly, a petty person becoming successful, a petty person..." Looking at the bewildered little person in front of him, Xiao Chong felt his heart was hurt, confused, and fragile.