Hide in the world of gods and demons

Chapter 142 Funeral
"Senior..." The beautiful woman looked cautious and nervous.

All the restaurants, shops, and brothels in Luanluo City, big and small, are backed by Foundation Establishment forces, some even directly controlled by the Zhenhuan Sect. But having a powerful backer is one thing, but personally facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator, especially a guest of the Zhenhuan Sect, is quite another.

Once you anger the other party.

Even if they were killed.

That would be a pointless death.

In the end, it will probably all come to nothing.

Chen Li waved his hand to stop her from speaking: "It's not convenient to talk here, let's go to the courtyard to talk."

"Yes, senior!"

The two walked into the courtyard one after the other.

"You should know why I called you here," Chen Li said calmly as he turned around. "Tell me the whole story!"
The beautiful woman dared not hide anything and quickly told him everything she knew.

Her statement was very similar to Gu Mengqing's.

The matter is very simple; there are no complicated grudges or feuds.

Brothels are inherently places of trouble and intrigue, a melting pot of all sorts of people, many of whom are willing to risk their lives for violence.

It is all too common for a verbal altercation to lead to a fatal accident.

"Who is the murderer?" Chen Li said in a deep voice, "Find him. I don't care about anything else. Since something happened in your brothel, you have to give me an explanation!"

"Please rest assured, senior. I will find the murderer within ten days and hand him over to you." The beautiful woman hurriedly bowed and said, her teeth clenched, her heart filled with hatred for the damned murderer.

Why kill someone?
They deliberately kill those with connections.

In particular, they chose to do it near the brothel.

They've really done a lot of harm.

"Ten days is too long, I'll only give you five days!" Chen Li said coldly.

"Yes, senior."

Chen Li waved his hand, signaling him to take his leave.

When he walked back in, Gu Mengqing's wife was already sewing up the corpse. The pins kept piercing through the flesh to stitch the severed head back together. Zhang Shuniang stopped crying after being comforted by Zhou Hong and kept wiping away her tears with a handkerchief.

"I won't say more. I've already had someone investigate the murderer who killed your father. We will make sure your father doesn't die with regrets. Don't overthink it," Chen Li comforted him.

Zhang Shuniang was deeply grateful. With tears in her eyes, she knelt down and was about to kowtow to Chen Li.

Zhou Hong quickly grabbed her.

……

"My name is Hu Buwei. I have long heard of Fellow Daoist Chen's great name and have been thinking of paying him a visit, but I was afraid of disturbing him. Today, I am finally able to meet him because of this matter. I don't know whether I should feel fortunate or regretful."

That evening.

One of the Foundation Establishment cultivators came to the brothel, and he was the very force behind it.

This man looked middle-aged, and his attitude was quite amiable. He adopted a very humble posture as soon as they met.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, you're too kind. I'm just a beginner in Foundation Establishment, so I should be paying my respects to you, senior." Chen Li didn't dare to be negligent and bowed, saying, "I didn't mean to disturb you this time, please forgive me."

"Oh, how can you say this is a disturbance? Since your friend's incident happened in my brothel, it's my business, Old Hu's business. I will definitely help you find the culprit," Hu Buwei said politely.

For him, it was just a small favor, and it would also leave a good impression. It was a win-win situation without costing him anything, so why not?

Chen Li quickly expressed his gratitude.

Next, Hu Buwei went into the mourning hall to pay his respects, lit incense, and left a mid-grade spirit stone as a sacrifice, thus fulfilling his duty before taking his leave.

……

Zhang Yan's funeral arrangements were almost entirely handled by Gu Mengqing and his wife.

Chen Li only served to oversee the situation from the center.

Fortunately, the funerals of low-level Qi cultivators are not as complicated as they seem, and are even simpler than those of ordinary people in the secular world.

The body was kept for only one day and one night. The next morning, Zhang Yan was buried in a feng shui treasure land chosen by Chen Li, and his burial was simple yet solemn.

At the funeral, Zhang Shuniang, dressed in mourning clothes, was supported by Zhou Hong, her eyes swollen like peaches from crying.

Looking at the grave mound covered with fresh soil, Chen Li couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Zhang Yancai is forty-nine years old, only three years older than him.

I never expected him to die so violently.

……

When a Foundation Establishment level expert takes action, the efficiency is naturally extremely high.

The group had just returned from a funeral.

One person was brought in bound by ropes and magical artifacts. He was beaten until he was covered in blood, his pale face filled with fear, and he was trembling.

"Senior, I have fulfilled your mission."

“This is the murderer who killed Zhang Yan!” Chen Li said.

"Yes, senior, the other party has confessed!" The beautiful woman said respectfully, "He is a regular customer of our brothel. He was the one who had the argument with Fellow Daoist Zhang. Afterwards, he held a grudge and was short of money. As soon as Fellow Daoist Zhang went out, he secretly followed him and murdered him."

These are the money pouch, ritual implements, and robes we found on him. Let's see if any of them belong to Fellow Daoist Zhang.

"Spare me! Spare me!" the man cried desperately, banging his head on the ground, but he never offered any explanation for himself.

Chen Li turned to Gu Mengqing beside him and said, "Go and call Shuniang over."

"Yes!" Gu Mengqing turned around and went to call for help.

Soon, Zhang Shuniang arrived after hearing the news. "Uncle, these are indeed my father's..." Zhang Shuniang's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

"Go and collect your father's belongings," Chen Li comforted him. "Your father is gone, but your uncle and aunt Zhou are still here. They'll take care of you."

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist, and a burst of light struck the murderer's head. The man shuddered, and a bloody hole was pierced through his forehead.

……

The heavy snow fell intermittently throughout the winter.

His cultivation speed kept accelerating, from one point every two months to one point every one and a half months, to one month, and then to the most recent twenty-five days. He felt increasingly excited.

They saw the dawn of the future Golden Elixir.

During this time, he finally mastered the Magnetic Glide Technique to its maximum level.

The Yuan Magnetic Glide Technique is known for its speed, and the max-level Yuan Magnetic Glide Technique is even faster, flying at lightning speed. Even ordinary Foundation Establishment mid-stage artifact flight techniques probably cannot compare to Chen Li's speed.

In the training room.

The rock face is marked with crisscrossing sword marks, as dense as a spider web.

Chen Li, who was practicing his sword, suddenly heard footsteps. He put away his sword and picked up a towel to wipe his sweat.

Soon Zhang Shuniang came in carrying a large basin of meat and placed it on a stone table. She glanced at Chen Li, who was shirtless, and blushed slightly. She said in a sweet voice, "Uncle, I put the meat here. Remember to eat it, or it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Yesterday, Zhou Hong, who had been stuck at the sixth level of Qi Refining for a long time, finally felt her realm loosen up and officially went into seclusion to break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining. As a result, the heavy responsibility of taking care of Chen Li fell entirely on Zhang Shuniang.

"Yes! I'm sorry to trouble you these next few days." Chen Li smiled as he walked over, picked up his chopsticks, and popped a piece into his mouth.

"It's not hard work, Uncle. I just cook. Is it good? Did you not stew it long enough?" Zhang Shuniang looked at Chen Li with anticipation.

"It's stewed just right," Chen Li said with a smile.

"Uncle, I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything."

"Well, walk slowly."

Zhang Shuniang left quickly, leaving behind a lingering fragrance.

Chen Li ate the whole large bowl of meat, soup and all, cleaned it up.

After foundation building.

His digestive and absorption abilities are much stronger than before. Now he eats five meals a day, each meal consisting of more than two catties of second-tier demon beast meat.

The two thousand catties I bought last time have long been eaten up. Fortunately, Feng Qi, who cultivates the Hunyuan Gong, is very poor and often has to take people out hunting to earn spirit stones, so he doesn't have to worry about not being able to buy second-tier demon beast meat.

However, the effects of second-tier monster meat are getting worse and worse.

His current pure physical strength is already three tons, which is about 50% higher than when he was in the Qi Refining stage.

The sonic boom sword technique, which required concentration and full power to unleash during the Qi Refining stage, can now generate a sonic boom with a casual thrust. At the same time, the physical strength has also been significantly enhanced.

"There are some second-tier pills that can help with body refinement, but they also cost three mid-grade spirit stones per bottle. If I were to buy them, it would be a huge expense every month!" Chen Li sighed.

He had previously thought he had quite a bit of savings.

As a result, not long after the foundation was built, it was discovered that the plant was becoming less and less resistant to flowers.

At this rate, it probably won't last even six years.

Moreover, the situation in the region is currently stable, and prices of all kinds of goods are rock-solid, so there is no opportunity to buy or sell at will.

"Looks like I'll have to go back to my old trade of drawing talismans!"

He secretly made his plans.

With his current spiritual power, he can draw six Golden Light Amulets in one go. With a 50% success rate, he can draw three a day. Even if he sells them to shops for 20 low-grade spirit stones each, his annual income would be about 200 mid-grade spirit stones.

That's enough to cover most of the expenses.

It can last for at least a few more years.

……

Zhou Hong secluded herself at home for more than ten days before finally breaking through to the late stage of Qi Refining.

She became radiant and looked two or three years younger.

night.

afterwards!

“You’re getting stronger and stronger now, and I can’t keep up with you all by myself. Why don’t you take Shuniang as your concubine?” Zhou Hong nestled in Chen Li’s arms and whispered.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm her uncle, what kind of talk is this!" Chen Li said, somewhat speechless.

This is nothing.

One shouldn't be so shameless, at least not... so shameless.

“We’re not godparents, and we’re not related by blood, so what does it matter? Shu Niang is all alone and looks quite pitiful. How can Shu Niang not be pretty?” Zhou Hong said with a smile.

Chen Li simply couldn't understand the logic behind that statement.

“There are plenty of beautiful women in this world. Do you think I’d take every single one I see? I’ve always said that having you is enough,” Chen Li said, pulling Zhou Hong into his arms.

Zhou Hong felt a sweet warmth in her heart, as if she had eaten honey, but she insisted, "Look at those Foundation Establishment cultivators, apart from the single ones, which one of them doesn't have three or four wives and concubines, some even have eight or nine? You've only ever had me, people who don't know better might think I'm jealous."

"I think you're full of energy again." Chen Li rolled over and pinned her down.

"No!" Zhou Hong cried out, pinching his waist. "You're going to... kill... me!"

His voice trailed off halfway through his sentence, becoming fragmented and incoherent.

P.S.: Sorry, I've been quite busy during the Chinese New Year. Things will be better after the holiday.