Chapter 18

On the other end of the phone, a man pressed the phone to his ear. His face was cold, but the hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

Sixty years had passed. He knew that the original owner of the Ghost Lamp Temple was powerful and would not have died easily. However, after sixty years, he thought that perhaps the original owner of the Ghost Lamp Temple no longer cared about this place.

So he began to make preparations, trying to secretly break the seal next to the 'Ghost Lamp Temple' and take what was inside.

But he didn't expect that someone would still come.

"Damn it!" the man gritted his teeth.

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After leaving the hotel, Shuhang and Rou Rou started to wander around Luoxin Street.

They didn't encounter a group of elderly people chatting, but they did encounter something more interesting—five drunk perverts.

He hadn't encountered the 'beautiful woman disaster' on the train, but after arriving at Luoxin Street, he ended up facing a group of drunkards with ill intentions.

It was a deserted alley, and the five drunkards wobbled to block Shuhang and Rou Rou's path. Their eyes were bloodshot and greedily stared at Rou Rou.

Alcohol could embolden both heroes and scoundrels. Under its influence, people could do all sorts of things, from kissing a sow to biting a dog or even fighting with one.

The five drunkards had never seen such a beautiful girl in their lives. Once they saw Rou Rou, they couldn't take their eyes off her.

"Damn, this woman is as beautiful as a fairy. If I could have her once, I'd be willing to lose ten years of my life!" This was their thought, so they gathered around her, emboldened by their drunkenness.

What was there to fear? At worst, they'd spend a few years in jail.

This was the pitiful ignorance of those who didn't understand the law. They had only vaguely heard that after forcing a girl, one might spend a few years in jail. But did they think it was still a few years ago? Or did they think this was India?

These days, forcing a girl would result in a life sentence, and if the circumstances were particularly恶劣, it could even be a death sentence.

Shuhang saw the scene and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. He stretched his limbs, preparing to step in.

His fighting skills were quite good... Normally, he could easily take on three people, let alone these five skinny, drunk men. Because of this, even the delinquents near the school didn't dare to mess with him.

Against such opponents, he could take on ten!

Just as Shuhang was about to show his skills, a gust of wind whistled past his ear.

Then he saw a pair of long legs kick out like lightning. The legs moved in the air like butterflies fluttering among flowers, looking very beautiful. But it wasn't just beautiful; the power was terrifying. The legs whipped through the air, making a crackling sound.

The five drunkards screamed and flew backward, convulsing on the ground and vomiting. They soon lost consciousness.

Downed? How long? One second? Or even less!

Shuhang turned his head and saw Rou Rou retracting her long legs—how cool!

Compared to Rou Rou, his martial arts were just a bit of fluff.

Looking at the unconscious drunkards, Shuhang recalled the group of delinquents outside the school.

If, hypothetically, Rou Rou had used her combat skills that day, she could indeed have taken down those seventy or eighty delinquents in a short time?

But at that time, Rou Rou was still on the plane.

Could it really have been that Su Clan's Ah Shiliu in the group? Could it be that everyone in the group really had such overwhelming combat skills?

"Did you kill anyone?" Shuhang was a bit worried.

"Don't worry, Senior. I know my limits. They'll be unconscious for two days at most, and then they'll wake up. This time is just right; three days without food or water could be dangerous," Rou Rou replied.

This answer made Shuhang feel enlightened—could the delinquents who remained unconscious for so long also be because the 'two days' hadn't passed yet?

"Let's go, Senior." Rou Rou giggled.

Shuhang nodded stiffly, his mind in a mess, and followed Rou Rou away from the scene...

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After Shuhang and Rou Rou left, a man stepped out from a corner behind the alley and approached the five drunkards.

"Drunkards are indeed too weak; they couldn't even make the other side use their real strength," the man sighed.

Behind him, a black-clad man knelt and said solemnly, "Master, should we send a few people to test them?"

"No need. The five drunkards are just ordinary people, so the other side would have held back. If we send our people... the other side won't show mercy," the Master said solemnly. Each of his subordinates was hard to train; even training a regular new recruit cost over a million dollars. They weren't expendable.

The woman had only used her legs to punish the five drunkards, but her strength was already evident. The cracking sound of her kicks and her control over her power were not something a mere first-level martial artist could achieve.

The other side was already a true qi condenser!

This was not something his subordinates could match.

Moreover, the woman had a 'Senior' beside her whose depth he couldn't gauge, with unfathomable strength.

The other side could easily take down his elite subordinates in various ways. Even if he had more subordinates, he wouldn't waste them like this.

To be honest, he was a bit scared.

"We can only act when the opportunity arises," the Master muttered.

He had already lost hope of finding the treasure in the Ghost Lamp Temple, but he still had a bit of lingering hope.

Rou Rou and Shuhang wandered around Luoxin Street for a while longer and encountered a fifty-year-old elder, but no one knew about the Ghost Lamp Temple.

Shuhang felt a headache. He didn't expect finding a temple to be so troublesome: "Rou Rou, are you sure the Ghost Lamp Temple is in J City's Luoxin Street?"

"Absolutely, and I haven't forgotten the name. It's the 'ghost' from ghost and the 'light' from lantern!" Rou Rou said firmly. "My mother brought me here when she was pregnant with me, but at that time, I could only observe the outside world through my father's magic. I only remember the wooden sign of the Ghost Lamp Temple."

The first part of her words made sense to Shuhang, but the second part was incomprehensible. Their minds were clearly on different wavelengths.

"Is there anything special nearby? Like on a mountain top or a hill, or is there a river?" Shuhang asked.

"Not on a mountain, it should be on flat ground. I don't remember much else," Rou Rou said sheepishly.

"Has Senior Beihé sent any news?"

Rou Rou took out her phone and looked, then said happily, "Senior Beihé is online."

In the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Beihé Sanren: "Rou Rou, have you found the Ghost Lamp Temple yet?"

"Not yet, Senior. Do you have any news?" Rou Rou typed happily.

"Sorry, I asked some fellow practitioners, but unfortunately, everyone I know is in the eastern part of China, and no one knows about J City," Beihé Sanren sent a bitter smile emoticon. "Moreover, a very troublesome person just showed up and is still纠缠ing me. I probably won't be able to help much from now on."

"It's fine, Senior, you just focus on your business," Rou Rou replied with a smile.

When Shuhang saw this message, he immediately felt that Beihé Sanren... was really an unreliable man. When he wasn't needed, he was always online. But when he was needed, he immediately had problems!

"Senior Song, we'll have to rely on ourselves!" Rou Rou clenched her small fist and made an encouraging gesture.

So cute! Shuhang didn't know why, but this woman, who looked older than him, felt unexpectedly cute.

Just as they were talking, a row of glaring headlights appeared ahead. A line of colorful motorcycles roared towards them. The loud noise indicated that these motorcycles were modified.

"Street racers? What era is this?" Shuhang muttered, pulling Rou Rou to the side of the street.

When Rou Rou heard the word 'street racers,' her eyes lit up. "Should we take them down?"

"What?" Shuhang didn't understand.

"Shouldn't street racers be sent to jail? Knock them out and send them to jail!" Rou Rou clenched her fists, ready to pounce.

"..." Girl, you make a good point, and I have no words to argue.

However, Rou Rou didn't end up acting.

As the seven or eight motorcycles passed by Shuhang and the others, one of them suddenly braked sharply, spun around, and stopped next to Shuhang.

The motorcycle helmet opened, revealing a handsome face with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes: "Shuhang! What are you doing here?"