Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 197 We must find that person!

Jiang Jinyue rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up.

Looking around at the old wooden fence, she was shocked to realize that she was lying in the haystack of the stable.

After standing there stunned for a while, Jiang Jinyue suddenly remembered what had happened last night.

At this moment, a deep sense of embarrassment appeared on the face with a few blades of grass stuck to it.

Jiang Jinyue's cultivation method is connected with the way of wine, which is why she always carries a wine gourd on her waist and has the character for wine embroidered on her clothes.

It's just that his usually restrained nature means he rarely reveals his drunken state.

The last time Jiang Jinyue got drunk was in a cave. To avoid being consumed by hunger, she drank all the wine in her gourd.

As for this time...

Perhaps it was because of her emotions.

She tried to comfort herself, but then she remembered the wild way she and Gongxuan and the others had sung and played drums in the streets the night before, and immediately raised her hand to cover her face.

Even if you're really emotional, you can't do this.

Jiang Jinyue felt that she might never come to this town again.

She truly couldn't imagine what would happen if, one day, she had to go on a business trip and ended up in this town, where she would pass by a child who would say to her:
"Sister, sister, are you that crazy person who sings in the street in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Jinyue felt that if she heard this, she would most likely go crazy.

After calming herself down for a while, she turned her head and saw that Gong Xuan was facing the wall in contemplation, but Lin Jiang was nowhere to be seen. A sense of curiosity arose in her heart.

Where did Lin Jiang go?
Just as I was pondering this, I suddenly saw a figure emerge from the street corner.

Lin Jiang carried breakfast slowly towards the stable, the oil paper wrappings steaming in the morning light.

"Wake up."

Lin Jiang smiled when he saw Jiang Jinyue, and then handed the meal he had bought to the girl in front of him.

Upon seeing Lin Jiang, the latter couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder:

"Why didn't you wake us up when you woke up?"

“I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I thought I would wake you up later and went out to buy breakfast in advance.”

Jiang Jinyue took the food and found it to be thin-skinned buns. After taking a bite, she found the taste to be quite good.

The filling was vegetable-based, but Jiang Jinyue couldn't eat meat filling because she drank too much last night.

Jiang Jinyue glanced at Lin Jiang.

For some reason, she always felt that Lin Jiang's sleeves were wrapped in wind.

It's as if they rushed off somewhere just now.

"Did you just go to buy breakfast?"

"Yes."

Although Jiang Jinyue had some doubts, she still nodded and believed Lin Jiang's explanation.

The two quickly finished breakfast, and Lin Jiang patted Gong Xuan, who was fast asleep next to him.

Gong Xuan yawned and rolled over, his face still bearing the imprint of the straw mat pattern, looking as if he hadn't woken up from a dream.

He stood there stunned for a moment, carefully recalling what had happened last night, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his weathered face.

"After we return to the capital, I'll take you to find those few Star Pointers and ask them." Lin Jiang handed Gong Xuan a steamed bun.

Gongxuan took it, tasted it, and thought it tasted good.

After breakfast, the group returned directly to the yamen. As soon as they entered the gate, the local clerk hurriedly came to greet them.

The news that the three men were running wildly through the streets late at night yesterday had already reached the ears of the registrar, but these three men were all noblemen from the capital, whose status and position were far beyond what the registrar could compare to.

He could only lower his voice and plead with the three people in front of him:

"If the three of you would like to drink next time, just let us know and we'll prepare it for you, okay?"

All three looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say for a moment.

There was nothing he could do but repeatedly assure her that he would never do it again.

The other people living in the room also came out. They had also heard what happened last night, and their expressions mostly became somewhat subtle.

However, the three of them remained silent in a tacit manner, keeping these things to themselves and saying nothing more.

With nothing else to do in the town, the group mounted their horses, brought Liu Shuwen along, and headed back to the capital.

……

Jiang opened her eyes groggily. She propped herself up, the rising sun stinging her pupils.

Looking around blankly, Jiang's mind was still filled with the scene of her garden being smashed to pieces.

A lingering dizziness throbbed in her temples as she tried to convince herself that what she had just seen was all a nightmare.

But when the morning light shines over the collapsed trellis and illuminates the scattered carved railings in the mud, all self-deception is peeled away with the dappled light and shadow.

She felt as if something in her mind was suddenly buzzing and then collapsing.

Grabbing the soil from the ground, gazing at the shattered remains before her, Jiang let out a silent scream. Tears streamed down her face, eventually staining her eyes crimson! "Who did this...who did this..."

Anger and sorrow welled up in Jiang's heart, and when these emotions piled up to an extreme, Jiang inexplicably felt no emotional fluctuation.

She slowly rose to her feet, a resolute look appearing on Jiang Shi's face.

No matter who it is, she has to find this person!

Tear him to pieces!

She followed the garden path and soon reached the edge.

The moment she stepped out of the garden, the once sunny, bright slope instantly transformed into a desolate, rain-soaked hillside.

It seems that some method of shifting positions was used.

There was a teahouse in the wilderness, bustling with activity, where many people were taking shelter from the rain.

This place is a deserted inn in the wilderness, the kind of place that would most easily become a shady establishment. However, here they serve good wine and food, without any trace of a shady establishment.

The inn is located right next to the General's Mansion. The General's Mansion is wealthy and well-connected, so there's no need for them to turn their inns into shady establishments. Whether it's a passing merchant or a wandering swordsman, as long as they can afford a reasonable price, they can rest and relax here, eat and drink to soothe their feet.

Jiang walked into the inn with a cold face. The martial arts practitioners around him curiously moved aside when they saw him, wondering why he had such an expression.

Some of them were retainers of the general, so they naturally knew this Miss Jiang.

In the past, when I saw this Miss Jiang, she always looked timid and seemed afraid to speak loudly.

Where is he from today, looking so aggressive?

Jiang ignored the martial arts practitioners around him and walked straight to a long table, where Donkey Head was drinking tea.

This man's way of drinking tea was also peculiar. He picked up the teacup, straightened his donkey's head hood, and stuffed the teacup into the donkey's rough, droopy mouth, as if he were pouring water into it.

When he was finally able to put the teacup down, billowing white smoke began to emanate from the mouth of his collapsed donkey.

It's unclear whether the tea was fed to his mouth or poured onto his head.

"Miss Jiang, what happened?"

Donkey Head also saw Jiang Shi walking aggressively towards him, but his voice remained as calm and composed as before, seemingly without any emotional fluctuation.

"I...I lent out the garden before!"

Jiang wanted to shout something, but the words rolled around in her mouth and she couldn't muster any momentum, so her voice involuntarily became a little low:
"I want to know where the woman who borrowed my garden key went."

“I can look into this for you,” said Donkey Head. “There should be records in the General’s Mansion. It takes about seven or eight days to send a message from here to the destination and back. I can give you the news then.”

"Can you go faster?"

"Hmm?" Donkey Head seemed to finally realize that Jiang Shi's condition was not quite right. The mud from the garden was still stuck to Jiang Shi's chin, making her look a bit disheveled.

“If we used a message, we could get the news much faster.” Donkey Head asked curiously, “But what exactly happened in your garden? Why are you in such a panic?”

"My flowers... have been ruined!"

Upon hearing this, Donkey Head remained silent for a long time.

"Then I will contact the General's Mansion and help you find out the situation."

Upon hearing this, Jiang seemed to finally calm down. Sitting down next to the donkey's head, she felt wronged again and began to wipe the corner of her eyes.

He accidentally rubbed dirt into his eyes, which made it hurt more and more. In the end, he was grimacing and started crying.

Donkey Head didn't offer any comfort to Madam Jiang.

His mind was completely focused on what Jiang had just said.

According to Jiang, someone entered her garden and then ruined it.

However, the Jiang family garden contains many medicinal flowers. Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even experts at the Star Point level would easily be entangled by the germs inside if they tried to damage the garden.

Even the old prince at the time was tricked by this garden, let alone others.

For this reason, Jiang has not yet set up any protective measures in the garden, because the garden itself is the most effective means of protection.

This place was completely destroyed?
Who could have done it?

Donkey Head suppressed his thoughts, took out the book from his pocket, opened it, glanced at it, and before he could write anything in it, he made a sound of "Hmm?"

Jiang turned her head to look at the donkey's head.

"The group from the Six Doors took Liu Shuwen back to the capital," said Donkey Head.

"What does this have to do with me?" Jiang muttered under her breath, then suddenly asked, "Could it be them? Could they have ruined my garden?"

"Probably not, they're still escorting Liu Shuwen, they don't have time for that," Donkey Head denied.

"Then this really has nothing to do with me."

"It really has nothing to do with anything, but it's quite interesting."

"Interesting?" Jiang was still immersed in the emotions of her garden being destroyed, and couldn't understand what Donkey Head was saying.

"Yes." The voice beneath the hood carried a hint of amusement: "There are still some people in the capital who don't want Liu Shuwen to return."

(End of this chapter)