Chapter 40

ps: Thanks to Fei Wu Piaoling2 for the support. Also, there's only one chapter today as I'm quite busy, so please bear with me!

"Understood?"

"Understood!"

In response to Yue Yuan's guidance and questions, Lu Wushuang carefully thought about it and, finding no omissions, nodded her head and replied, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Alright then, let's go downstairs for dinner!"

"It's almost evening!"

Seeing that Lu Wushuang had grasped what he meant, Yue Yuan got up first, opened the door, and walked out. Lu Wushuang, limping, followed behind. The two went downstairs one after the other.

The inn was not small, and the stairs for going up and down were generally separated, with two staircases connecting to the lower floor.

After Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang went down the stairs, three figures appeared on the other staircase. They were Yang Guo, Wan Yanping, and Cheng Ying, who was wearing a human skin mask. Led by a waiter, the three of them booked a room not far to the left of Yue Yuan and Lu Wushuang's room, making them neighbors.

At the same time, on the right side of Yue Yuan's room, the door suddenly opened, and a beautiful young Taoist nun poked her head out, looked around, and then quickly withdrew, slamming the door shut.

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Downstairs, in the hall.

After finding a window-side seat with Lu Wushuang, Yue Yuan ordered some dishes. Unlike at noon, there weren't as many dishes, but they were more exquisite.

Thus, the two of them began to eat, taking turns with their chopsticks.

"Hmm?"

Yue Yuan was taken aback, looking at the extra piece of meat in his bowl. He raised his head to glance at Lu Wushuang, who was eating with her head down, then looked back at the extra meat in his bowl. He shook his head, smiled, and picked it up to eat.

It was unexpected for the limping girl to suddenly give him a piece of meat.

"Miss Wushuang, you should eat more meat!"

Seeing that Lu Wushuang usually only ate vegetables and rarely meat, Yue Yuan said, "You look so thin and weak; others might think I'm mistreating you and not giving you meat to eat!"

At this point, Yue Yuan had a thought. He wondered what Lu Wushuang usually ate when she was with the Immortal of the Scarlet Flame, Li Mochou.

Thinking about it, he decided to ask.

After a moment's thought, Yue Yuan organized his words and asked, "By the way, when you were with the Immortal of the Scarlet Flame, what did you usually eat?"

"Hmm..."

Lu Wushuang was taken aback by the question, then paused to recall before answering, "We usually ate vegetarian food, rarely meat. And over the years, I've gotten used to it!"

Used to it?

What a way to put it!

So, Li Mochou, while mistreating Lu Wushuang, was also mistreating herself?

However, Li Mochou looked quite plump, with a curvaceous figure that was still evident even under the loose Taoist robe. Occasionally, a glimpse of her figure revealed her graceful build.

Logically, a diet with poor nutritional balance should make a person look thin and weak, but there was no sign of that in Li Mochou.

Moreover, among them, only the limping girl Lu Wushuang looked a bit thin, while the others were fine.

But as Yue Yuan thought about this, he immediately remembered Li Mochou's junior, Xiaolongnü. She also ate mainly vegetarian food, rarely meat, and during her days in the ancient tomb, she mostly lived on honey and fruit. However, in Yue Yuan's view, apart from her pale skin due to the lack of sunlight in the tomb, she was otherwise fine, especially her figure, which did not look emaciated.

Could the ancient tomb's martial arts have a body-shaping effect?

At this moment, Yue Yuan became interested in the ancient tomb's martial arts.

He touched his chin, which was smooth and lacked a charming long beard, then used his right index finger to tap his nose, thinking for a moment before placing a chicken leg in Lu Wushuang's bowl with his chopsticks and saying, "Eat more meat; eating only vegetables isn't good for your health!"

After saying that, Yue Yuan continued to eat and drink.

"..."

Blinking her eyes, Lu Wushuang looked up at Yue Yuan, who was drinking, and her gaze lingered on his luxurious golden Taoist robe for a moment before she lowered her head and silently continued eating.

Thus, they occasionally picked up a dish for each other, creating a unique atmosphere at the table. However, this dinner was eaten in a very stable manner, with no unexpected events.

There were no beggars staring at them intently, nor any Taoist nuns interrupting. This was one of the few times Yue Yuan had been able to eat a meal in peace recently.

After dinner, Lu Wushuang bid farewell and returned to her room alone. She needed to practice and study the Five Poisons' secret techniques and also had an important matter to attend to: today was her father's memorial day.

Yue Yuan did not follow her upstairs but stayed in the hall, had the waiter clear the table, and called for another pot of wine. He leaned against the window, gazing at the moon outside, and sipped his wine alone.

"Waiter, bring me three servings of food; I need to take them upstairs."

"Sure, miss!"

While sipping his wine, Yue Yuan heard a clear and pleasant voice behind him. From the voice, he deduced that the speaker was likely a beautiful woman. Thinking this, he turned his head sharply to look at the woman speaking, and at the same time, she looked back at him.

Unlike Yue Yuan, Cheng Ying was examining him because his golden Taoist robe was too eye-catching in the inn.

They looked at each other, both taken aback.

Cheng Ying was surprised that she had been noticed and that the person was a Taoist monk.

Yue Yuan, on the other hand, was taken aback by Cheng Ying's face, which made him feel a bit green. He noticed that the waiter was indeed looking down.

He thought, "An angelic voice, but a devilish face?"

Just as he was about to feel disappointed, Yue Yuan's eyes lit up, realizing that this was not her true face but a human skin mask.

This mask... it's really ugly, with no artistic value at all!

In the martial arts world, many beautiful female warriors often used ugliness to hide their beauty.

Thinking this, Yue Yuan became interested in the true appearance of the woman in the green robe. Although he had the urge to remove her mask, he took no action, merely raising his cup in a shallow smile as a greeting to Cheng Ying.

"..."

After scrutinizing Yue Yuan for a while, Cheng Ying, puzzled by his smile, carried the food upstairs.

Watching her disappear up the stairs, Yue Yuan began to recall who in the "The Return of the Condor Heroes" world liked to wear masks. Soon, he guessed who the woman he had just met was: she was likely Cheng Ying, Lu Wushuang's cousin.

After deducing Cheng Ying's identity, Yue Yuan was puzzled as to why she was in this inn.

Could Yang Guo be here too?

As Yue Yuan pondered this, a faint, almost inaudible moan came from the rooftop. If not for his keen hearing and the deep inner strength of the person, it would have been hard to hear.

The sound was a mix of crying and hatred, filled with such resentment that any man who heard it would feel a chill down his spine.

Yue Yuan felt that chill.

Seemingly recalling something, Yue Yuan's expression turned serious, and his figure blurred as he darted out the window, landing in the courtyard outside.

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