I get stronger every day I live.

Chapter 11 Clues to Liu Zhaodi's Life
Lai Yang hid his identity and lived in Huangcheng Town.

He used the dozens of taels of silver he had earned earlier to buy a large tiled house in a remote alley in Huangcheng Town, and spent more than three months leisurely there.

The Gale Blade was also mastered in his hands.

As long as he can release his energy, the Gale Blade will truly reach perfection.

Over the past three months, his life expectancy has increased rather than decreased.

As long as you don't die, you can live another ninety years.

It is typical that people get younger and longer as they grow older. Isn’t this also an alternative form of longevity?

Call up the system panel——

【Lai Yang】

[Qi and Blood 305]

【Power 264】

【Defense 229】

【Agility 227】

【Spirit 205】

[Mana 0]

【Lifespan 90】

Unfortunately, the mana attribute is still zero, which looks quite eye-catching.

In the backyard, the sword flashed like lightning, accompanied by gusts of strong whistling sound, strangling the air.

After the daily practice of the Swift Wind Blade was over, Lai Yang sheathed his sword and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he returned to his room, put on his hat, and went out.

Lai Yang habitually wears a bamboo hat every time he goes out. Although so much time has passed, it would be troublesome if his identity was recognized by the government one day and he had to move to a new place to live.

The hat cannot completely cover his face, but at least it has a certain covering effect and can also protect him from rain and sun.

After a while, Lai Yang arrived at the inn he usually visited and found an empty seat to sit down.

The food here is generous, affordable and cheap. He is usually too lazy to cook, so he comes here almost every day.

Soon, the waiter came over with a smile on his face: "You are here, what would you like to eat today?"

"Give me a large bowl of noodles and a pound of braised beef in soy sauce, with some spicy sauce."

"Okay, please sit down for a while."

The waiter turned around and called out, "A large portion of plain noodles, a pound of braised beef in soy sauce, and spicy sauce!"

While waiting for the food to be served, Lai Yang subconsciously observed the situation in the inn to pass the time.

The business in the small inn was good, and people came to the inn to eat one after another as it got close to dinner time.

After taking a quick look, I found that half of the tables were occupied. There were already more than a dozen customers in the restaurant, and it seemed quite lively.

Lai Yang was about to look away when he inadvertently saw a man sitting next to a woman in the corner.

The man was dirty and kept rubbing the woman's body, looking like a sex-hungry ghost.

The woman did not ask for help. Her body remained motionless, like a sculpture, but her moving eyes were clearly filled with intense fear and a plea for help.

The people around didn't notice this, or they did notice it but didn't dare to act rashly.

Because the man had a sword on his waist, his eyes were narrow and long, and there was a fierce look between his eyebrows. He looked like someone who was not someone to be messed with.

On the other hand, the woman had fair skin, beautiful features, and was wearing silk and satin. She was probably the daughter of a wealthy or noble family.

Kidnapping? Or revenge?
Thoughts raced through Lai Yang's mind.

When Lai Yang's eyes fell on the woman's face, he was stunned and blurted out almost instinctively: "Zhao Di?"

"No, it's impossible. Zhaodi is already dead. I buried her myself. She is definitely not Zhaodi."

What Lai Yang found unbelievable was that the woman in front of him was somewhat similar to his deceased lover Liu Zhaodi, but upon closer inspection, he could see that there were obvious differences between the two.

Lai Yang suspected that the rich girl in front of him might be related to Liu Zhaodi.

Liu Zhaodi once told him that when she was young, she was involved in a rebellion and separated from her family. She had to beg for a living. Later, she was adopted and raised by a kind farmer. The family's surname was Liu, and they named her Zhaodi.

When she was twelve years old, her family members died one after another due to colds, leaving her alone.

As for her previous name, she couldn't remember it clearly, but she vaguely remembered that her surname was Mo.

Lai Yang pondered for a while. If the other party was really kidnapped, he wouldn't mind taking care of it.

Moreover, the other party might be a relative of Liu Zhaodi, so he couldn't just ignore him. Lai Yang didn't act rashly, but silently observed the other party's situation.

Soon, the waiter brought a large bowl of noodles and braised beef in soy sauce: "Sir, please enjoy your meal."

Lai Yang ate noodles and meat with big mouthfuls. He had to eat his fill first so that he would have the strength to do anything. He couldn't do it on an empty stomach.

After a while, after eating and drinking his fill, Lai Yang took out seventeen coins to pay the bill.

A pound of braised beef in soy sauce costs fifteen cents, and a large bowl of plain noodles costs two cents.

After paying the bill, Lai Yang, sword in hand, sat down opposite the controlled woman as if no one was around.

Seeing this, the man frowned, turned his head to look at the young man in front of him who was not aware of his own life or death, and warned him lightly: "Friend, there are people here. It's not appropriate for you to sit here, right?"

Lai Yang glanced at the woman next to him. When she saw someone coming, she frantically looked for help with her eyes, but her body could not move at all. She looked as if someone had pressed acupoints on her.

Lai Yang's expression didn't change. He turned to look at the man with a sinister face and slowly said, "This girl looks a lot like a friend of mine. I just want to ask her something and then I'll leave. Can you please give me some convenience?"

"My friend, you go your way, and I'll go mine. Don't make yourself miserable and lose your life for nothing. The waters here are very deep. Master Liang advises you that there are some things you are not qualified to interfere in."

The man who called himself Mr. Liang spoke in a cold tone, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. He felt very unhappy that his interest was suddenly disturbed.

"I'll just ask two questions, and then I'll leave."

"Ask Nima, get out!"

Lai Yang sighed and stood up: "Alas...there is nothing to talk about."

In an instant, Master Liang felt a terrifying murderous intent looming over him, causing the hairs all over his body to stand on end.

Mr. Liang immediately gave up the woman beside him and dodged.

A ray of sword light cut through the space and tore a gash on his neck.

Blood oozed out, and if he had reacted a little slower, he would have almost died.

Master Liang touched the blood on his neck, and was shocked and angry: "You are looking for death!"

Immediately afterwards, a tremendous amount of energy and blood burst out from Mr. Liang's body, which was quite astonishing.

This seemingly plain-looking man has actually reached the level of an eighth-grade martial artist.

Lai Yang remained calm, quietly gathering the force of a gust of wind on his sword and thrusting out again.

This sword was like a gust of wind, leaving no trace.

Mr. Liang widened his eyes in fear. He wanted to say something but blood spurted out of his mouth. Then his body slowly fell backwards, and the bright red blood dyed the floor of the inn red.

The diners around noticed something was wrong here, and when they saw Lai Yang had killed someone, they all showed expressions of horror.

"Killed!"

Seeing the inn in chaos, Lai Yang did not hesitate. After quickly searching the corpse, he carried the woman next to him and escaped through the window.

Not long after, Lai Yang carried the other person back to his residence and closed the door.

"Can you speak?" Lai Yang asked the woman in front of him who looked somewhat like Liu Zhaodi.

The woman remained motionless, her eyes blinking nervously.

Lai Yang scratched his head. The other party looked obviously under control, but he didn't know how to release him.

The person was saved, what should we do next?
"Don't worry, I don't mean to hurt you. I'll ask you a few questions. If it's true, blink once. If it's not true, blink twice in a row. If you agree, blink once."

Hearing this, the woman blinked quickly.

"Have you been kidnapped?"

The woman blinked.

"Are you dumb?"

The woman blinked twice rapidly.

"You can't move or speak now. Is it because someone pressed your acupoints?"

The woman blinked.

As expected, Lai Yang pondered for a while.

Someone really pressed my acupoints, but I don't know how to release them, so it's inconvenient for me to ask some questions.

We need to find a way to unblock the acupuncture points on her body.

In this case, I can only use my energy and blood to help her break through the control of the acupoints.

"Next, I will use my strength to help you break through the acupuncture points. The process may be a little painful, so please bear with it."

(End of this chapter)