The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#260 - Feels... a bit awesome

Lu Jing stepped out of the window, exchanged a punch with Li Bufan, and then leaped onto the roof of the restaurant.

Without stopping, he jumped off the roof and into the alley behind the restaurant, stepping on the roof tiles.

Because the commotion from the 'Surging Waves' was too great, Lu Jing didn't use his lightness skill, but simply channeled his inner force into his legs.

However, this made it difficult to outrun the man behind him.

Lu Jing had already guessed the other party's identity—Li Bufan, the leader of the Chang Le Gang.

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This man was exceptionally skilled in martial arts. Sixteen years ago, he had already entered the first-rate realm, and now he had cultivated the Chang Le Gang's supreme technique, the 'Nine Cauldrons Everlasting Spring Skill,' to the eighth level, making him one of the top experts in the martial world.

Therefore, relying solely on channeling inner force into his legs was definitely not enough to escape. Fortunately, Lu Jing had external support.

He had previously asked A'mu and Black Cat to wait for him outside a pastry shop nearby.

However, Black Cat was probably attracted by Jiang Yuanmao's luck and had sneaked over on its own, while A'mu should still be obediently waiting in place.

Lu Jing planned to use the wooden dummy's lightness skill to see if he could shake off Li Bufan.

However, after running a few steps in the alley, he didn't see Li Bufan's shadow, nor did he hear any footsteps behind him.

Huh, he didn't catch up?

Lu Jing was a little surprised. He knew that Li Bufan was an expert invited by Qi Ganban of the Imperial City Division to help, and Jiang Yuanmao also had a good relationship with the Chang Le Gang, managing many industries for the gang, with a turnover of over one hundred thousand taels of silver each year.

Seeing that he had been socially ruined, it was reasonable for Li Bufan, as the gang leader, to stand up for him.

But now it seemed that Li Bufan wasn't too interested in avenging Jiang Yuanmao.

After failing to succeed with one punch, he simply gave up.

So Lu Jing slowed down, but as a precaution, he still circled around again, confirming that there were no more suspicious people behind him before returning to the pastry shop.

He found the wooden dummy squatting in a less crowded alley next to it.

Lu Jing ordered a portion of roasted pig skin, a portion of tripe and eel, plus a bowl of sugar mung bean licorice ice, and a portion of lychee cake, which cost him less than fifty copper coins in total.

Then he found a stone bench, sat on it, and looked at the crowds of people passing by.

The location he chose was in the most crowded part of the night market, with a stone bridge on his right, where pedestrians were shoulder to shoulder.

Lu Jing naturally had a reason for choosing to eat here. He had sneaked into Jiang Yuanmao's birthday banquet to help Gu Caiwei solve her troubles, but unexpectedly discovered a new ability of Black Cat.

And this became his biggest gain tonight.

When Ye Gongmei taught him beast control, she left him a homework assignment, asking him to think carefully about how to make good use of the black cat by his side.

However, Lu Jing had been thinking about it for a while, and his ideas were basically limited to transferring luck and eliminating disasters.

But this was a bit of a clash with the business of Taoists and monks, and it didn't help Lu Jing himself much. At most, he would charge a service fee afterward, and people might not even believe it.

But tonight, Lu Jing finally saw another solution to this problem.

—Changing fate.

Lu Jing hadn't thought about this kind of thing before, after all, this black cat could spit out the fate it swallowed, but it couldn't control what kind of fate it would spit out, and it didn't seem to be able to decide when to spit it out.

This made Lu Jing a little distressed.

Because he didn't want every time he changed his fate to be like playing Russian roulette, not knowing what fate he would draw. In addition, the time was uncertain, which was also a big problem. What if he urgently needed luck to help him, but the black cat had no fate to spit out? This was naturally very inconvenient.

But now everything was different.

Lu Jing found that this black cat seemed to be able to capture luck and not directly swallow it, but turn around and spit it out to another person.

In this way, the luck and object of changing fate were no longer random, but could be chosen independently.

It feels... a bit powerful.

Lu Jing thought that if he changed himself to the kind of strange fate in his previous great dream, where he would win every bet, and then ran to the casino to kill all sides, wouldn't he be able to become richer than a country in a few months?

Once this idea arose, it could no longer be contained.

There was no way, in that dynasty, money looked very cute.

So Lu Jing bit into the pig skin and turned to the black cat and said, "Have you found the target yet?"

The black cat didn't answer immediately, but kept looking at the crowd with its seemingly blind eyes, and Lu Jing seemed very patient and didn't urge it.

He waited for two incense sticks, and the black cat's nose twitched, and then it jumped off the stone bench without hesitation. Lu Jing put the unfinished lychee cake in his arms and took A'mu to chase after it.

He saw the black cat flexibly shuttle and jump between the thighs, first running about three feet away, then kicking its legs and rushing onto the stone bridge next to it.

Standing on the stone carved handrail, it looked around again, and then ran towards a certain place.

And Lu Jing also looked in the direction it was going.

He saw a white-faced, beardless scholar at a glance, tall and handsome, holding a purse that didn't look like his own in his hand, looking around on the bridge.

Lu Jing couldn't help but feel excited. Was this what he was thinking about?

He was just thinking about how to make money, and here he was meeting wealth head-on. He could still pick up a purse in such a crowded place, and the purse looked bulging, which showed that the scholar's wealth was definitely not simple.