Chapter 115: Black Dragon Bell

The atmosphere on the field suddenly fell silent at that moment.

Xu Han was not a fool. Hearing Fang Ziyu's words and seeing Ye Hongjian's reaction, he naturally quickly came to his senses.

He didn't know how to face it for a moment, but something strange happened in his heart.

Fang Ziyu stuck out his tongue and no longer spoke. Instead, he buried his head in bitterness, while Ye Hongjian lowered her head and blushed to the roots of his ears.

The meal ended in an awkward and somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

Fang Ziyu stood up, patted his belly contentedly, and then blinked at Xu Han with ridicule.

"Eat well, Xiao Hanzi, this fish is not bad. The Ai Clan will go back to bed now." After saying that, he jumped out of the courtyard door.

As a result, only Xu Han and Ye Hongjian were left in the window.

"I… I… went to sleep." Ye Hongjian, who had always been deep in thought, stammered softly. Then, he fled into the room in panic.

Seeing this, Xu Han shook his head with a bitter smile and began to tidy up the dishes on the table.

…

Only after Xu Han had packed up everything and sorted out his cultivation gains did he enter the room.

Ye Hongjian was already lying on the bed early. Although Xu Han could not see her face, he could guess that Ye Hongjian had not fallen asleep.

He smiled faintly, took off his coat, put out the light, and lay on the bed on the floor.

"How about making a beggar chicken tomorrow? I'm also very good at it." Xu Han's voice rang out in the dark and quiet room.

However, Ye Hongjian did not respond immediately.

Instead, he said after a moment of silence.

"What is beggar chicken?" Ye Hongjian turned around. In the darkness, her dark eyes were filled with doubt.

After all, she came from a well-known family, so such a name sounded very strange. Naturally, she had never heard of it before.

"Good stuff." Lying on the ground, Xu Han half propped himself up and smiled, "Since you don't eat fish, then this is the only thing I can take care of."

As soon as Ye Hongjian spoke of fish, the emotions that she had calmed down earlier surged up again.

Her face turned scarlet again. She gritted her teeth and fiercely cut Xu Han's eyes, then stopped talking to him. She turned around again and fell asleep.

In the darkness, Xu Han was naturally unable to clearly see the series of changes in Ye Hongjian. He could only scratch his head and lay back on his bed for some unknown reason.

After a hundred breaths of time…

Ye Hongjian, who was sleeping on the side, suddenly turned around and opened her dark eyes to look at the sleeping youth.

She scolded him faintly.

"Idiot."

…

On the second day, Xu Han, who had returned from Zhong Changhen's residence, heard Xuan'er screaming like a cat from afar from the courtyard.

Xu Han was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

He pushed open the courtyard door and saw Fang Ziyu hugging Xuan'er. Fang Ziyu's face was full of smiles, but Xuan'er kept shouting nonstop. Obviously, she hated this girl in front of her very much.

"Coming? Hurry up and eat. I'm starving." Seeing Xu Han arrive, Fang Ziyu let go of the black cat in his hand and greeted Xu Han with a smile.

Xu Han took a closer look and discovered that the stone table was actually filled with colorful, fragrant, and delicious dishes.

"You made it?" Xu Han was a little stunned. In his memory, Fang Ziyu was someone who could even roast sweet potatoes. No matter how she looked at the food in front of him, it did not look like something she could cook.

"What are you thinking? How can I cook for you? I'm also cooking for that idiot named Chen." Fang Ziyu seemed to think that Xu Han's speculation was a great insult to her, so he frowned and retorted.

"Xiao Han, you're back. Come and try the big hen I bought from the town." Suddenly, a rough voice came from the inner room. A big man with a bearded face was slowly walking out with a bowl of chicken soup.

It was Chu Chouli, who had already left for five days.

"Big Brother Chu?" Xu Han was stunned again. He never thought that Chu Chouli would rush back so quickly.

Originally, he was still slightly worried. The expression on Chu Chouli's face when he left that day was not quite right. However, after looking at the middle-aged man from head to toe, he saw that he was the same as before, and almost couldn't find any changes.

"I arrived early this morning, but you left early. You and Hongjian had already left when I came." Chu Chouli placed the chicken soup in his hand on the stone table. He turned his head to look at Xu Han and said with a smile. The expression on his face also did not show any abnormality.

"Oh right, surnamed Xu, where do you go every morning? Why can't I find you anywhere?" Fang Ziyu's mind was very simple, and she didn't care about etiquette. Seeing that the dishes were on the table, she picked up a large piece of chicken and put it into her mouth. She asked vaguely at that time.

"Stroll, stroll." Hearing this, Xu Han came back to his senses. He looked deeply at Chu Chouli and casually spouted nonsense. If news of him and Zhong Changhen learning arts were to spread, the upper echelons of the Linglong Pavilion would inevitably criticize him. Moreover, he, an ordinary person, would receive the attention of Ning Zhumang and Zhong Changhen one after another, and might even attract the attention of others. With Xu Han's current status, it was obviously not a good thing.

Therefore, he did not intend to tell everyone about this matter, at least now was not the time.

Today was a very strange day.

While the three of them were eating, Song Yueming walked into the small porch with a face full of frustration.

Seeing his appearance, Xu Han was afraid that something had happened. He immediately pulled him to sit down and asked, "Brother Song, I see that your expression isn't gloomy. I wonder what happened?"

Song Yueming, who had always been known as a chatterbox, lowered his head and didn't say anything. After a long time, he muttered, "I was dismissed from the Sword Hall."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xu Han was stunned. The Sword Hall was an important organization in Chongju Peak. Whether it was maintaining discipline within the sect or doing things outside, it was mostly under the control of the Sword Hall. Moreover, all private inner sect disciples were qualified to join the Sword Hall after passing through a few tests. Moreover, if they did not commit any major mistakes that threatened the sect or mutilated one another, it was rare for them to say that they would be dismissed from their posts.

Moreover, because the disciples of the Sword Hall shouldered more responsibilities, the amount of pills they could offer each month was much more than that of ordinary disciples. Therefore, the inner sect disciples often squeezed their heads open in order to be like the Sword Hall. No wonder Song Yueming, who had been dismissed from his post, was so annoyed.

"Why did you change your position?" Fang Ziyu asked curiously.

"Elder Ding said that I only focused on cultivation a few days ago and slacked off on the work of the Sword Hall, so …" Song Yue said in a calm voice.

The Sword Hall was originally a loose organization. Apart from dealing with unexpected situations, the purpose of the organization was to encourage disciples to go out to train in order to promote their cultivation.

If he abandoned his cultivation for the sake of the Sword Hall, wouldn't he be willing to sacrifice his life for nothing?

Therefore, Ding Jingcheng's reason could be said to be extremely ridiculous.

Xu Han pondered for a while, then roughly guessed that this kind of thing could be said to be caused by him.

On that day, the conflict between Ning Zhumang and Long Congyun had already pushed the conflict between them to the surface. Long Congyun had been imprisoned in the wall of the Great Reverie Peak under Ning Zhumang's suppression, but his subordinates, Dang Yu, obviously could not give up. Naturally, they had to target Ning Zhumang's forces in their eyes. I've heard from Qin Keqing these past few days that several elders on the Xuanhe Peak were investigated and punished by the Sword Hall for some unnecessary reasons. Although the punishment was not strong enough, it was enough to put the Xuanhe Peak 's people in danger.

Song Yueming had a good relationship with him, and he was Ning Zhumang's personal guest. With Ding Jingcheng's temperament, it was obvious that he would not allow him to be in charge under his nose.

The three of them comforted Song Yueming. Xu Han even generously gave Song Yueming dozens of Origin Condensation Pills. This matter was ultimately up to him. How could he watch as Song Yueming suffered losses?

Just as Song Yueming's mood slightly improved.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Three loud bells rang. That was the Profound Dragon Bell of the Jishi Prefecture. It would only ring when an enemy invaded.

At that moment, the few of them were stunned. They exchanged glances and didn't care about the others as they hurriedly walked towards the mountain gate.

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