In the courtyard.
Yi Feng frowned as he dragged out bag after bag of gold coins from the storeroom.
These bags of coins must have amounted to tens of thousands.
Nearby, the Skeleton was tied to the locust tree with a shoe stuffed in his mouth, making muffled noises but unable to speak. The dog was also trembling beside him, not knowing what to do.
"Speak, where did this money come from?"
Yi Feng casually picked up a bamboo strip from the kitchen and approached the Skeleton, asking in a deep voice.
"Mmm mmm mmm mmph mmm mmm!"
Muffled sounds came out of the blocked mouth.
Yi Feng removed the shoe from his mouth and stared at him, continuing to question.
"Ah ba ah ba!"
As soon as the words fell, a bamboo whip lashed out, making the Skeleton jump up and down.
"Speak human words to me, say it quickly."
Yi Feng raised the bamboo strip again, forcing him to answer.
"Picked up...picked up..."
The skull replied timidly.
"Are you sure you didn't steal it?"
Yi Feng asked heavily again.
"Really...didn't!"
The skull quickly replied.
"Awoo awoo."
As if to echo the skull's words, the dog also made sounds at the right time.
Hearing this, Yi Feng glanced at the dog.
He knew this dog was a bit intelligent, and was always following this broken skull around. The dog was clearly trying to help explain for the skull too. So these coins probably really weren't stolen.
But when he thought about it...
Although this guy had caused a lot of trouble, he really hadn't stolen anything before.
"Alright, I'll let you off this time, but these coins..."
Yi Feng's words immediately drew the nervous attention of the dog and skull.
They looked at him expectantly, rather pitifully.
Seeing the appearance of these two fellows, Yi Feng said, "Don't worry, I'll leave some for you too."
Hearing this, the skeleton and dog finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, Yi Feng dragged the bags into his own room to hide them, before walking out again.
Seeing Yi Feng come out again, the skeleton and dog once more looked at him hopefully.
Yi Feng shook his head and said blankly, "Here, I'll give it to you now, will that make you happy?"
The skull immediately held out his hands eagerly.
"Hold it carefully, use it sparingly, and don't cause me any more trouble." Yi Feng said to the skull solemnly before placing a single gold coin into his waiting hands, to the skull's shocked gaze.
"Woo woo...just, just one?"
Looking at the single gold coin in his hand, the skull's voice was choked with tears.
"What, isn't it enough?"
Yi Feng's eyebrows furrowed unconsciously.
"No, no objections, woo, woo..."
The skull cradled that single gold coin in both hands, walking dejectedly to the corner and curling up on the ground.
Looking up at the sky overhead.
It was so blue, woo woo...
At this time, Fifth Sky, Yun Xianque and the others who had just left the martial arts hall were not far away.
The more they thought about it, the more unwilling they were that Book Qin Hua had obtained such a great opportunity.
"Elder, why don't we build houses around the teacher's martial arts hall and live there, just being the teacher's neighbors. If we stay there long enough, we will definitely have a chance to receive the teacher's guidance." Fifth Sky suddenly had an idea and said to Di Wu Zhen.
"This is a good idea, to be so close to gain the advantage!" Di Wu Zhen immediately praised Fifth Sky enthusiastically.
Seeing this, Yun Xianque, Yang Mu and the others also lit up.
Obviously.
This method seemed very feasible!
The few immediately agreed to the idea and decided to buy a house near the martial arts hall in order to have more opportunities to interact with Yi Feng.
"They are just ordinary people, if we give them double the price, we will definitely be able to buy a house next to the martial arts hall." Di Wu Zhen said.
Everyone nodded in agreement. After some looking around, they found Uncle Wang's house, in terms of location and various other aspects, was quite suitable for their needs.
Knocking sounds rang out on the door.
Uncle Wang opened the door leaning on his cane, giving the men and women at his door a meaningful glance, and asked flatly, "What business do you youngsters have with this old man?"
"Old sir, we are interested in buying your house. You can name any price, we will meet it." Di Wu Zhen said directly.
"Buy my house?" Uncle Wang said, seemingly flattered, "What's so good about this old man's house that would suit rich young masters and ladies like yourselves? It's dark and gloomy, completely unsuitable!"
"Old sir, what are you saying? Your location and various aspects are all excellent. Like we said, go ahead and name your price, we will accept." Di Wu Zhen continued.
"Forget it!"
Uncle Wang waved his hand, "I'm already half in the grave. Money is useless to me now. And I've lived here for so many years, I'm used to it. I just want to live out my last years here peacefully. Please find someone else."
Hearing this, Di Wu Zhen and the others' expressions changed slightly.
But they would not give up so easily. They exchanged glances, then slowly revealed a trace of their cultivator auras, gently saying, "We won't hide it from you old sir, we are cultivators. Since you don't want money, we can promise you some life-extending elixirs to let you live a few more decades. Apart from that, we will find the best house in Pingjiang City for you. What do you think?"
"No need, no need. This old man doesn't need any of that. And I've lived in this house for decades, I'm used to it and can't bear to leave." Uncle Wang declined tactfully.
The group was shocked.
They absolutely hadn't expected that this decrepit old man would not bend to threats or persuasion, especially since he was just a commoner, yet completely dismissive of their status as cultivators.
Di Wu Zhen couldn't help but speak more heavily, "What if we insist on buying this house?"
"Please leave."
Uncle Wang just shook his head and turned to go back inside leaning on his cane.
"Alright old man, since you won't listen to reason, don't blame us for being impolite. We will have to ask you to leave."
Yang Mu finally couldn't stand it anymore. He strode forwards into the room, reaching out to grasp Uncle Wang's shoulder.
But the hunched, frail body didn't move at all. The old man just calmly tilted his head, "Although the old man is aged, he still has some strength left."
"Hmm?"
"I didn't expect this old guy to be hiding his depth so well!"
Yang Mu's expression changed slightly. He stirred his cultivation base and increased the force in his palm.