I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

It was night.

Lanke city.

The dense forest was pitch black.

A ray of moonlight shone down from above, scattering its light all over the ground.

It was like snow and frost, cold to the bone.

A small grave mound stood alone in the open space.

All around them, there were people standing in groups of twos and threes, tall and short.

There were men, women, old and young, all dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, some unkempt, and some sackcloth ... They were the entire Ji family.

Among the crowd, Ji Chenglong sat on the ground, looking at the tombstone in front of him with a numb expression.

Many days had already passed ...

Every night, more and more people from the Ji family appeared here.

First, it was his second brother Ji chengyun, then his eldest brother Ji chengfeng, and then his cousin Ji Lu 'er ... Tonight, the entire Ji family, from the master to the servants, had all arrived.

It was the same as the first time he came here. No matter how they cried, begged, cursed, feared, or angry ...

They were trapped here for the entire night.

He would only return to his residence when the sun rose and forget about what had happened that night.

The cycle repeated again and again, as if there was no beginning or end.

Now, no one would try to escape, because they all knew that there was no way out!

&Quot; Shuang 'er ... Shuang' er probably wants to go home. This place is too remote. She's a little girl, and she must be very scared to be here alone. &Quot; After a long time, old Madam Ji said with a wooden face, " she wants to go home so much that she keeps coming to us in our dreams. &Quot;

"Mother, you mean ... We should bring Shuang 'er back?" Not far away, the master of the Ji family asked in a hoarse voice. His face was dark and he was exhausted.

Old Madam Ji's expression was still wooden as she trembled and said,"Shuang 'er must have a purpose for asking us to come here in our dreams."

&Quot; we'll forget everything in the day. We can't do anything for her. &Quot;

&Quot; it seems like I can only do something for her at night ... &Quot;

"Right! We'll bring Shuang 'er back!" Upon hearing this, an idea flashed through Ji Chenglong's mind. He blurted out, " otherwise, Shuang 'er will not let us off! &Quot;

&Quot; that's right. As long as we take Shuang 'er away, she will be able to rest in peace ... &Quot; Ji chengyun nodded in agreement.

Although they would forget about this horrifying scene during the day and they did not suffer any substantial damage during the night, they had had enough!

As long as they could free themselves from this cycle of nightmares, they would do anything!

More and more people were reminded and convinced. They believed that as long as they took Ji Shuang 'er back to the Ji family, they would not have to suffer this kind of trouble anymore.

Thus, they turned their heads in unison and stared at the grave in the middle of the open space.

It was unknown who was the first to dig the first mound of earth. Soon, the others swarmed forward and began to excavate the grave madly, regardless of whether they were men, women, old, or young.

Even if he had to dig out his fingers until they were dripping with blood.

After an unknown amount of time, the moon above their heads was still cold. Finally, they dug up the grave, revealing the ice coffin inside.

In the coffin, Ji Shuang 'er's eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes were like fans. If not for the bruise on her neck, she looked like she had fallen asleep.

Her bloodied clothes were neat, and her hands were crossed on her lower abdomen. Her posture was very quiet and elegant.

The Ji family looked at her, but they only felt a chill run up their spines.

They trembled for a moment before pulling out a few of the strongest men to lift the ice coffin and try to return to the city.

Ji Chenglong was one of them. He only felt that the cold Qi from the ice coffin on his shoulder was like a living thing, drilling into his body.

This made his legs tremble, and he almost wanted to throw away the ice coffin and run away immediately.

But his rationality told him that he couldn't escape at all.

Therefore, he could only follow the others, carry the ice coffin, and walk into the dense forest with uneven steps, trying to leave.

As he was walking, suddenly, Ji Chenglong felt a change in his surroundings.

"We're out!" At this moment, the others also discovered this. Someone cried with joy, " I know the mountain forest in front! &Quot;

The moment they stepped into the familiar forest, the scenery around them changed rapidly.

They had actually returned to the Ji family!

"Shuang 'er has returned!"

It was unknown who shouted, but after that, all the Ji family members were stunned.

All of them revealed a strange smile at the same time. They opened their mouths and shouted one after another, " Shuang 'er is back! &Quot;

"Shuang 'er has returned!"

"Shuang 'er has returned ..."

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Ten thousand fathoms sea.

The terrain here was complex, with many poisonous creatures and miasma. There were few mortals and most cultivators.

Therefore, this market was built on a cliff near a mountain and the sea, overlooking the vast blue waves, making it difficult for birds to cross.

Of course, for cultivators, even Qi cultivation stage cultivators who couldn't fly in the wind had ways to get there.

At this moment, in an Inn by the Sea, the sound of clattering chips rose and fell, and the hall was almost full.

Many wandering cultivators occupied the place in twos and threes and talked arrogantly as usual.

These people were dressed in all kinds of clothes. Some were bright and beautiful, some were simple and plain, some were ragged, and some were bare-chested ... The items they carried were also uneven. The aura that they exuded, although some were strong and some were weak, all revealed a mixed and impure meaning.

Amidst the noise, someone reeked of alcohol and shouted, " "Last time on the fire tongue Island, there was a green spirit grass. I wonder who got it in the end?"

"It must be ... It must be old monster Kun Yu!" A cultivator who was also drunk chuckled. &Quot; the old monster has been in the core formation stage for many years and has been living near the fire tongue Island. In his eyes, the things on the fire tongue Island are his, aren't they? Who would dare to fight with him!"

"That might not be the case." Some cultivators weren't drunk and analyzed rationally, " at that time, there were a total of three core formation realm cultivators who were fighting for the green spirit grass. In addition to Kun Yu, there were two other female core formation cultivators. They seemed to be in the same group. Even though old monster Kun Yu has formed his gold core for many years, he can't take four punches with two hands. It's hard to say if the Jade Spirit grass has fallen into his hands."

&Quot; hahaha ... &Quot; hearing this, a few of the individual cultivators laughed. &Quot; those two slender women are pretty, but I've never seen them around here before. He's most likely a core formation cultivator from some small place who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth and thinks that he can dominate the myriad Moonsea with just a core formation cultivation base."

&Quot; even if they were to fight head-on, the two of them together could match the old monster Kun Yu. However, how could the old monster Kun Yu fight them head-on? "

The cultivator who wasn't drunk also smiled,"you may not know, but two days ago, I heard something." Old monster Kun Yu was seriously injured and has returned to his lair to recuperate. He even sent people to search for healing items ..."

As he spoke, a black-robed cultivator walked into the inn.