Reunion

Some changes in the small Lou courtyard in the capital occurred simultaneously as did the changes in Qingmang Mountain.

“Swish!”

“Bzz!”

“Wooo~”

Hearing the strange noises, Lou Ming came out from the study and took a few steps to the door of his bedroom and looked in. All he saw were the four spiritual artifacts that were quietly lying in the bedroom, suddenly floating up at the same time, emitting shivering sounds in the air.

“Young Master.” He Qi heard the noise as well and ran up from downstairs. When he saw the abnormality in the bedroom, he could not help but express his surprise. “How could this happen?”

Lou Ming looked at the four floating spiritual artifacts with a tense expression. He Qi was an ordinary man so he could not see it, but in Lou Ming’s eyes, there was a thin line of spiritual power, pulling the four floating artifacts.

After the four spiritual artifacts were recovered, they were placed in Lou Ming’s bedroom. The Bronze Sword was also placed in the safe, but it tore the safe apart afterward, so Lou Ming simply found a special shelf for weapons. All the recovered artifacts were stored on it.

It’s been a while since these spiritual artifacts were recovered, and they had been left there without sensing each other. Why did such a change suddenly occur today?

The Five-Pointed Star Array!

Could it be that the fifth spiritual artifact was found? Could it be that Shishi did something?

With this point in mind, Lou Ming immediately turned around and went back to the study opposite the bedroom. He picked up the phone on the desk and called Master Mao. The phone rang for a while before it was answered.

“Lou Ming?” Master Mao’s voice sounded a bit surprised.

“Master Mao, what happened in Qingmang Mountain?” Lou Ming asked anxiously.

“How do you know?” Master Mao was even more surprised.

“Sure enough. Something happened, right? What exactly happened?” Lou Ming asked.

“The fifth spiritual artifact has emerged.”

As expected, Lou Ming’s eyebrows tightened, but before he could ask how the drought demon was doing, he heard Master Mao across the phone saying, “Little Friend Chen.. she has fainted.”

“What?” Lou Ming anxiously turned around and went outside. He took several steps only to realize that Chen Yu was not even in the capital at the moment. “How is Shishi? Why did she pass out?”

Master Mao took a look at Chen Yu, whom Elder Wu was carefully carrying into the car, and then at Qingmang Mountain, where the entire spiritual force changed after the artifact flew out, and said with a sigh, “The situation is rather complicated. Everything is unclear at the moment.”

“Then how is Shishi doing? Is she in any danger?” Lou Ming asked again.

“This.. I’m not entirely sure.” Master Mao didn’t even know why Chen Yu had fainted, so he didn’t know what to tell Lou Ming.

“Master Mao, you must tell me whatever’s happening to Shishi.” Lou Ming hung up the phone and closed his eyes in chagrin. That feeling of powerlessness when someone around him encountered an accident yet he couldn’t do anything about it swept over him again, causing him to suppress his anger and slam his fist on the table.

“Knock-knock, Young Master.” He Qi stood at the open study door and gently knocked twice. He said, “The spiritual artifacts are quiet.”

Lou Ming turned around, glanced at He Qi, and paused for a moment before bypassing him and walking toward his bedroom again. There he saw that the four spiritual artifacts that had just floated in the room were now quietly lying in their original positions. It was as if the scene of them floating earlier was just their illusion.

Lou Ming walked to the front of the Bronze Sword. The Bronze Sword sensed its master’s approaching aura, and it trembled gently, producing a pleasant clatter.

Lou Ming’s eyes trembled. He raised his hand as a gesture to take it..

“Young Master!” He Qi, who was following closely behind, saw this scene and could not help but speak out to warn him.

“Do you have a gun on you?” Lou Ming suddenly asked.

He Qi was stunned. Although he did not understand why his master asked such a question, he still nodded and replied, “Yes.”

“Draw your gun and point it at me.”

“!!” He Qi looked at Lou Ming incredulously.

“If in a moment my evil spirit storms out, shoot.” Master Mao and Shishi were not in the capital, so once his evil spirit burst out, nobody could stop it. Lou Ming knew this very well, but he still wanted to make an attempt. If all the dreams that had occurred to him over this period were real, he would be fine.

“Young Master!” He Qi did not draw his gun. Instead, he stepped forward in an attempt to stop Lou Ming’s action which was tantamount to suicide.

“Stop right there. Retreat to the door, and draw your gun,” Lou Ming turned around and ordered He Qi word by word.

He Qi gritted his teeth, and after briefly weighing things, he finally retreated to the door and drew his gun.

“Release the safety and point the gun at me,” Lou Ming instructed again.

He Qi’s hand that was holding the gun trembled. His fingers moved lightly, and with a click, he released the safety catch of the pistol. He then raised it and aimed the muzzle at Lou Ming.

When Lou Ming saw that everything was ready, he turned around again, and after taking a deep breath, raised his hand to reach for the Bronze Sword on the shelf.

“Bzzz!” The moment the Bronze Sword fell into Lou Ming’s hand, it beeped happily.

He Qi’s nerves were tense. He stood at the door, pointing his gun at Lou Ming and with his finger on the trigger, ready to pull it the moment he noticed the slightest change.

Lou Ming turned his back to the door. He held the Bronze Sword in one hand and stood quietly.

This strange atmosphere remained stagnant for a couple of minutes. Lou Ming, who had been standing still, suddenly turned around.

He Qiyi was startled, and his arms stretched right away.

Lou Ming faced the black muzzle of the gun and said after a moment of silence, “Put your gun away and go prepare the helicopter.”

“Young Master?” He Qi was surprised and puzzled to see that Lou Ming was fine.

“I’m going to Qingmang Mountain.” Lou Ming’s right hand that was holding the Bronze Sword had a faint layer of spiritual light attached to it, isolating the exchange of qi between him and the Bronze Sword.