Something's wrong with this demon.

The window was quietly pushed open.

The shadowy figure waited in the darkness outside the window for a while, and seeing that there was nothing unusual inside, it flashed inside.

Holding a sharp blade, he crouched low and approached the bedside step by step.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

"Whoosh!"

He quickly rushed to the bedside and yanked the blanket off the bed.

However, there was no one lying under the blanket.

Just like last night, there was still only one pillow.

The muscles in his face were twitching uncontrollably.

I clearly saw that kid go into this second room earlier...

Now that the poison gas has been used up, if he goes to other rooms to search, he might fall into an ambush.

"I refuse to believe I can't get your blood!"

He couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Inside Baixianglou, the lights stayed on all night.

The guest's body was removed overnight, and the blood and claw marks in the room were cleaned up.

Everyone in the building was ordered not to spread the news of tonight's events.

When Luo woke up from under the bed in the first room, the paper pasted on the window had already become shiny.

He first checked his silver and, finding none missing, crawled out from under the bed. He then carefully inspected the ground under the door and window, and only felt relieved after seeing that the animal traps and threads were intact.

For safety's sake, last night before going to bed, he went out of the window of the second room and moved to the first room.

With a large sum of money in his possession, he had to be careful.

After practicing two sets of Zhuanggu Kaishan Quan (a type of martial art) in the room until he was slightly sweaty, he opened the door and went out.

Chen Ju happened to return from outside and, upon seeing him, asked in surprise, "Hey, Brother Luo, didn't you sleep in the second room last night?"

Luo Qingchen glanced at him and said calmly, "Yes, I just got up and came to check out the first room."

"Oh?"

Chen Ju smiled and didn't ask any more questions. He said, "By the way, Brother Luo, there's food in the kitchen. If you're hungry, you can go and eat."

Luo Qingchen nodded, thanked him, and walked past him.

Chen Ju stood there for a while, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared only after Chen Ju's figure had disappeared into the distance.

Luo Qingchen was indeed very hungry, but she did not go to the kitchen.

He left Baixianglou and headed straight for Old Wu's General Store on North Street.

The tattered Ten Soul Banner could be completely destroyed at any moment.

He has now saved enough money and must go to the general store as soon as possible to repair the Ten Soul Banner.

They proceeded cautiously and soon arrived at Old Wu's General Store.

There were no other customers in the shop, only the one-armed old man with gray hair.

Upon seeing him enter, the old man asked, "Have you gathered enough silver?"

Luo Qingchen took out two money pouches from her bosom, first taking out the seven hundred taels of silver notes, counting them one by one, and placing them on the counter. Then she emptied all the loose silver from the money pouches and said, "This should be enough for eight hundred taels. Please weigh it."

Silver notes are easy to calculate, but loose silver requires a special scale to weigh.

The old man glanced at the loose silver on the counter, took out an ebony steelyard from under the counter, and began to weigh it carefully.

"There are a total of ninety-eight taels of silver."

The old man held out the small scale in front of him so he could see it clearly, and with his other hand he moved the silver notes on the counter, saying, "There are a total of seven hundred taels of silver notes, so you are still two taels short."

Luo Qingchen paused for a moment, then said, "Senior, would two taels of silver be acceptable...?"

The old man didn't speak. He put down the steelyard, took out a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from under the counter, and began to write.

After finishing writing, he stamped the shop's seal, handed it to him, and said, "Leave the banner; we can repair it for you first. Come back in two days to give us the remaining two taels of silver and take the banner back."

Luo Qingchen took the order, looked it over carefully, and said, "Thank you."

He carefully pulled the tattered Ten Soul Banner from his robes, but a sudden wave of unease washed over him. "This banner contains my sister's soul," he said. "Will repairing it harm her?"

The old man said indifferently, "No."

Looking at the flag in her hand, Luo Qingchen hesitated for a moment, reluctant to hand it over.

The old man began to gather the banknotes and loose silver, ignoring him completely.

After a long while, Luo Qingchen slowly handed over the flag, and couldn't help but say, "I hope you can inform the higher-ups about the repairs. Please be careful, if it really..."

The old man said impatiently, "If you're not comfortable with it, then don't bother repairing it. I'm too lazy to carry the things upstairs!"

Luo Qingchen didn't say anything more and gently placed the flag on the counter.

The old man put away the flag and tossed it casually into the counter, saying, "Come pick it up the day after tomorrow, and remember to bring the remaining two taels of silver."

Luo Qingchen nodded silently, glanced at the counter again, and then left in silence.

Stepping out of the shop, I felt empty inside.

He stood outside the shop for a while, then turned around and looked into the shop, murmuring softly, "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, your brother will come to pick you up in a couple of days."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded in the sky.

Looking up, dark clouds loomed overhead, enveloping the entire town as if the end of the world had arrived.

Is it going to rain?

He didn't linger on the street and headed towards Baixianglou.

As I passed the street corner where Zhao Shi and his son had set up their stall, I saw the two of them sitting on the ground, lost in thought.

Luo Qingchen hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

Upon seeing him, Zhao Laosan quickly nudged Zhao Shi beside him with his elbow and whispered, "This kid is probably still up to no good. He's here to borrow money again. I'll talk to him later, so you shut up."

Luo Qingchen arrived at the stall and said, "Uncle Zhao, it looks like it's about to rain. Aren't you packing up?"

Old Zhao sighed with a bitter face, "We haven't earned a single penny today, how dare we close up shop? If we don't earn some money soon, I reckon in a few days, my son and I will be like that little mute, scavenging for food in the garbage dump."

Zhao Shi stood to the side, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Luo Qingchen paused for a moment upon hearing this, recalling the frightened, thin figure who had fled yesterday, and asked, "Was she scavenging for food in the garbage dump? Was she not doing anything?"

Old Zhao sneered, "Are you asking about that little mute? This morning when we came out, we saw that bastard rummaging through the trash in the alley looking for food, and he got a good beating from some other homeless people! That patricide and matricide deserves to be struck by lightning!"

Zhao Shi also said, "That little mute girl has been working in the mine, but I guess her body can't handle it, and she hasn't earned much money. She's so thin and weak, she's not cut out for mining. My father and I don't dare to go. I guess when she gets too hungry to stand it anymore, she'll have to go to a brothel to sell herself."

While Luo Qingchen was silent, Zhao Laosan glanced at his expression and assumed he was figuring out how to ask for money. He quickly preemptively said, "By the way, Chen, did you borrow any money yesterday? Do you have any left over? Could you lend your Uncle Zhao some? Just a few coins, a dozen coins, is enough for us to eat for the next few days."

Luo Qingchen said, "We've used them all up."

"Why--"

Zhao Laosan immediately sighed, took out an old money pouch from his pocket, opened it and found it empty, saying, "It's tough for everyone."

Luo Qingchen originally wanted to ask about A-Yun, but seeing his attitude, she could only chat for a few more minutes before taking her leave.

Back at Baixianglou, he went to the kitchen first.

There were several steamed buns and a few dishes on the stove. Just as he was about to take the buns, the maid named Xiao Cui came in from the door and stopped him, saying, "Guard Luo, these are not for you. The food for you guards has already been sent to your respective rooms. If you don't have any, then someone else must have eaten them."

Luo Qingchen paused, nodded, and left the kitchen.

Just then, Xiao Cui caught up with him, handed him a steamed bun, and said with a smile, "This is mine. I'm not hungry yet, so you can have it."

This little girl looks to be fourteen or fifteen years old, with freckles all over her nose.

Luo Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take it and bowed her head to thank him.

He was starving, and although one steamed bun wasn't enough, it could temporarily fill his stomach.

Today he not only needs to cultivate, but also needs a medicinal bath.

Only by breaking through to the Blood Transformation Realm as soon as possible can we have a chance to get out of our current predicament.

Back in the backyard.

He first went into the second room, then into the first room, and finally into the third room.

There was no breakfast in the house.

It seems his portion has already been eaten by someone else.

Without giving it much thought, he finished his steamed bun and began cultivating in the second room.

As he unleashed several sets of the Bone-Strengthening Mountain-Opening Fist, his bones began to crack and pop, and waves of pain started to surge through him.

at the same time.

Outside the window, a dark shadow had appeared silently without anyone noticing.