"Clang, clang, clang." The chain wrapped around Fuyao's body in a practiced manner.
The crowd broke into an uproar and scattered in all directions, lamenting the bad luck of the shop owner to encounter such a thing on his opening day. He must have offended the Governor's son.
Meng Fuyao weighed the chain in her hand and tilted her head to look at Young Master Li. "Bully? Which man did I bully? Which woman did I bully? "
"You bullied the weak in Yao City, and I saw it as an injustice!" Young Master Li looked at her with a sinister smile, "You forced a weak girl to be homeless, and she had to work hard all day just to pay back your huge extortion!"
'Hu Sang?'
Fuyao raised her eyebrows. This time, she was really angry. 'That damned woman doesn't know when to back off. She even tried to incite others to deal with me?' 'This Young Master Li must have taken a fancy to Hu Sang's beauty and stood up for her regardless of the consequences. Does he have nothing better to do?'
'This brat is so muddle-headed that he doesn't know the rules of etiquette. His father is the Governor, and he's also the Governor? How dare he threaten a third-grade Noble like her? 'Hu Sang, oh Hu Sang, you have bad taste. You didn't even choose the right person to rely on.'
She laughed sinisterly. Just as she was thinking about how to deal with this bastard Young Master Li, she heard him yell at the guards. "Prepare a complaint for me. I'll personally sue this fellow on behalf of Miss Hu. Send him to the magistrate's prison." He suddenly lowered his voice and whispered into the ears of the guard leader, "Lock him up with that old Fang guy. Doesn't he kill anyone who goes near him? Let this brat have a taste of his own medicine … "
He spoke in a low voice, but Fuyao heard him clearly. Just as she was about to hit him, she withdrew her hand.
'Fang? Old guy? Anyone who goes near him dies?
'Sounds like the person I'm looking for …'
Although the location of his appearance was a little strange, it was normal for such a person to act out of line. Perhaps he suddenly developed an interest in the prison and went there to play for a few days.
Fuyao fell into deep thought. 'Sigh, nothing ventured, nothing gained. Let's go take a look? Fang Yimo doesn't know me anyway, so I won't be in any danger. '
Her question immediately turned into a statement. She gave Yao Xun, who was rushing over, a look to tell him not to bother and to follow the yamen runners obediently.
Young Master Li sneered as he watched. He felt his body tremble and the aura of a bastard burst forth. That brat had indeed obediently bowed down to him. He couldn't help but feel proud of himself. He touched his bald head and was instantly enraged. He raised his hand and slapped him. "Lowly boy, it's time for this Young Master to teach you a lesson!"
His slap was like a tiger swinging out, and he used all his strength. Unexpectedly, halfway through the slap, his palm suddenly bent backward in a strange way.
With a cracking sound, Young Master Li jumped eighty feet high, holding his hand and howling in pain. In an instant, his hand turned one hundred and eighty degrees and was bent parallel to his wrist.
Meng Fuyao looked on with a smile and spat out the shell of the melon seed in her mouth. "Chrysanthemum seeds are really good! Fragrant! Crisp! Strong enough to break bones! "
She moved closer to Young Master Li, whose face was contorted with pain, and said in a low voice, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'm willing to give you face. Don't be so shameless and quickly put me in prison. Just like you said, I'll be in the same cell as that Fang guy. Hurry up! Do you hear me? "
Young Master Li trembled in fear and pain as he stared at Meng Fuyao. He really couldn't understand the existence of such a freak in this world. The people here obviously couldn't hold her, so why did she want to go to prison?
Meng Fuyao had already shakily made her way to the magistrate's prison, singing happily, "Looking, looking, looking for friends, looking for you, looking for the cell …"
= = =
The magistrate's prison was as dark and gloomy as any other prison, but Meng Fuyao had seen the bloodiest and most terrifying of prisons, so it was naturally not a problem for her. She was interested in that Fang guy.
He was sitting three feet away from her, and from head to toe, he was abstract and hard to understand. Meng Fuyao observed him for a quarter of an hour and felt that he was very profound and incisive, between a beggar and an expert. The probability of each was more than 50%.
She rolled her eyes, trying hard to find the "outline of an expert" in his messy hair, and pondered over her opening line. "May I ask if you're Fang Yimo?" That was a little silly.
"May I ask if you're …"
He suddenly fell asleep, extending a pair of dirty feet to Meng Fuyao's nose.
Meng Fuyao stared at the pair of black iron-colored feet. She felt that it did not match the beautiful and eye-catching title of "Starlight Holy Hands". However, there was a large mole on the soles of his feet, and on it grew elegant hair. Was that the origin of "Starlight"?
After studying the soles of his feet for a long time, Meng Fuyao suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Why was the hair floating?
Wind?
Why was there wind all of a sudden?
This was a secret prison, and there wasn't even a window. Where was the wind coming from?
The wind was coming from all directions.
"Swoosh!"
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept past her head, fast and sharp.
Meng Fuyao bounced up and rolled away. When she landed on the ground, a strand of her black hair fluttered down like a black cloud.
She looked at the strand of hair in horror, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back. Before she could think, another gust of wind came from behind her!
This time, it was aimed at her back. The force of the wind could definitely stab her to death!
Unable to avoid it, Meng Fuyao fell to the ground with a thud. The wind swept past her back, and with a "rip", her clothes tore open. It was ice-cold.
Just a little more, and her back would have been sliced open!
The sound of the wind was as fast as lightning, turning into thin, transparent, and silent blades that danced in the narrow space. In this small cell, the calm and gentle wind of nature suddenly became an invisible killing weapon, controlled by a god-like power. It stabbed, slashed, slashed, and slashed at Meng Fuyao, each and every one of them aiming to kill her.
What was even worse was that the 'wind' was strange and mysterious, and came from tricky angles. It was like the invisible hand of a god, summoning the power of nature and transforming it into a mysterious saber technique that swept through the world, and no one could stop it.
In the face of such a mysterious power, Meng Fuyao was forced to use all of her abilities. She could not stop rolling, evading, and leaping. Her dark purple figure soared through the narrow space like a bolt of lightning. Her movements were so swift and nimble that they eventually surpassed her senses and became instincts. She spun around, forming faint overlapping shadows that drifted in and out of everyone's field of vision.
"Rip!"
Another gust of wind swept past, this time aiming at her eyebrows!
"F * ck!" She cursed. Without a second word, she reached out and pulled the dirty foot. "You block it!"
As soon as the foot was pulled, the motionless body became unimaginably light. With a pull, she was pulled up and held vertically in the air.
The sound of the wind stopped.
The sky full of wind blades stopped, and the surroundings suddenly became silent again.
Meng Fuyao stared blankly at the foot she was holding. After a while, she cursed. "F * ck! If I had known, I would have used you as a shield! "
That foot suddenly kicked out!
"Bam!"
Meng Fuyao was ruthlessly kicked away and slammed into the fence, causing her limbs and bones to feel as if they had been torn apart. She struggled to get up, fuming with rage. "F * ck, how dare you kick me!" She immediately pounced on him.
The man opened his eyes amidst his messy hair. His gaze was like a giant hammer smashing down on her. His gaze was deep and grand, like a bottomless black hole that constantly produced vortexes. It carried with it a powerful and mysterious force that smashed Fuyao's body.
Unfortunately, Meng Fuyao had always been a fierce person. After a pause, she continued to pounce, punching the man's stomach. "This is what you get for plotting against me! This is what you get for teaching a dog sh * t disciple! "
She was sure that this man was indeed Fang Yimo. Who else could be so powerful and use the power of heaven and earth as a weapon? Since they really met here, and this man wanted to kill right from the start, it meant that he had already recognized her. Since that was the case, what was there to hesitate about? The one who struck first had the upper hand, and the one who struck last had to suffer. It was just a matter of life and death.
She pounced on him, not giving him any chance to use that d * mn wind blade again. "Vixen's 18 Styles". She used her head to hit, her hands to grab, her legs to kick, and her mouth to bite. At the same time, she used her Cleaving Nine Heavens skill and moves. Her head was like an iron head, her hands were ready to dig out his heart, her legs to kick her precious balls, and her mouth to bite her throat.
She was like a ferocious tiger coming out of its cage, but the man only closed his eyes and let out a breath.
Meng Fuyao felt her vision go black again, as if she had been hit in the heart by a hammer. She flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the same spot as before.
'F * ck … such a huge gap … Am I not already a top-notch expert in the continent? How can he kill me with one breath? '
Meng Fuyao spat out a mouthful of blood. She fiercely pushed her messy hair back, got up, and pounced again!
"Bang!"
She crashed into the same spot again.
Crawl and pounce again!
"Bang!"
There was a pool of blood on the ground. Meng Fuyao crawled slower and slower, but she continued to stand up shakily, as if she did not feel anything.
She lifted her leg and moved forward step by step.
'I choose to die in battle. I will never kill myself again!'
Pounce again!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
For the tenth time, Meng Fuyao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and slowly propped herself up. She swayed and gasped for breath for a while, then slowly swayed forward with the help of the wall. Her eyes were a little unfocused, and her legs and arms were so weak that she could not lift them. As she walked, blood slowly dripped from the corner of her mouth. She tilted her head and wiped the blood off her shoulder, then continued to grin at the man.
The old man suddenly sighed.
Meng Fuyao's vision went black. She subconsciously waited for the pain of crashing into the iron fence for the first time, but there was no movement. The old man suddenly sat up and sized her up with a strange look in his eyes. After a while, he said, "You're finally here."
He looked skinny, but his voice was shockingly loud. His words caused Meng Fuyao's ears to buzz. She opened her eyes wide in shock and stammered, "Huh? You knew I was coming? "
"I waited for you for 13 years."
"Huh?" Meng Fuyao was so shocked that her saliva flew out. 'No way, Fang Yimo foresaw the conflict between me and his disciple 13 years ago. He foresaw that I would look for him for the Love Lock antidote, and he foresaw that I would be thrown into prison.
Isn't this too f * cking magical? '
"13 years ago, I asked the old man where my disciple from another generation was. What if I died if he didn't come? The old man pointed me here and said that as long as I waited here, I would meet him sooner or later. I didn't expect that sooner or later to be 13 years late. "
'… What is he talking about? Why can't I understand a single word? '
"Last night, I thought that if you didn't come, I would have to kill someone," the old man said casually. "I only have one day left. If you didn't come and I didn't have a successor, I would kill the emperor of this country."
"Huh … Why?" Meng Fuyao stammered. 'If I didn't come, why would you kill Zhangsun Wuji's father?'
"Who asked his prison not to catch those who should be caught?" the old man answered matter-of-factly.
Meng Fuyao was speechless. After a while, she asked carefully, "You … aren't Fang Yimo?"
"Fang Yimo?" The old man's tone was suddenly filled with memories. It was as if this was a name that had sunk into his distant memories, evoking the years when he was proud and arrogant. "Is he still alive after the battle 30 years ago?" he asked.
"Not dead, not dead …" Meng Fuyao cried bitterly and immediately pounced on the old man's big feet. "Master … I'm your disciple, right? As a master, I have to stand up for my disciple, right? Fang Yimo instigated his disciple to bully me … "
'Damn it, cheap master. It'd be a waste not to use him. Didn't you hear that there's only one day left before the expiration date?'
The old man lowered his head and looked at Meng Fuyao's tear-stained face. After a while, he revealed a puzzled expression. "Is this my brave, hard-to-come-by disciple?"
Meng Fuyao let out a 'uh' and replied embarrassedly, "You have to look beyond the surface to see the essence …"
"Anyway, it's too late …" The old man closed his eyes and stroked the top of her head. "Your bones are hard to come by … It's probably right. If it's wrong, I'll come back to take your life …"
Meng Fuyao let out another 'uh'. She felt that life was really full of drama and danger.
Suddenly, the top of his head shook. A warm current flowed down from his head and into his body. Like a gale, it flowed in a rhythmic manner, sweeping away the blood and toxins that had accumulated in his body. Bit by bit, the meridians of his corporeal body were smoothed out. Then, like a tide, it gradually surged up.
Meng Fuyao's eyes lit up. 'F * ck, did the clichéd adventure in wuxia novels really happen to me? An expert waiting for me in a strange place imparted all his skills to me. From then on, my martial arts skills improved tremendously, and I was unparalleled in the world. I could kill whoever I wanted, and cut whoever I wanted … '
She was intoxicated in her beautiful dream and drooled. She did not realize that the gale like airflow in her body was gradually surpassing the dam of her true Qi and meridians, and was slowly attacking her internal organs …
"Stop!"
It was actually Zong Yue's voice. Meng Fuyao opened her eyes in shock. She wanted to turn around, but she realized that she could not move or make any sound. The abundant true Qi was still rushing in, regardless of whether she could withstand it or not. Meng Fuyao was like a balloon that was constantly being inflated, gradually swelling up. She felt so uncomfortable that her blood vessels were expanding, her vision blurring, and her temples throbbing. She felt that if she opened her mouth, she would not spit out words, but all her internal organs.
'It turns out that giving you something for no reason might not be a good thing …'
"Senior, please stop!" Zong Yue's voice rang out above her head. The usually calm, sharp-tongued man's voice was now filled with urgency. Meng Fuyao only saw the corner of his snow-white robe flutter, as if he had already rushed to the prison door. "Senior, please stop! Her skills are conflicting with yours. She can't accept your true Qi! "
"What does that matter?" The old man cackled. "I'll just cripple her lousy skills."
Meng Fuyao's vision darkened, and she almost fainted. 'Cripple my Cleaving Nine Heavens? That's a divine skill that I've endured countless hardships and cultivated for 13 years. Now you want to cripple it? You might as well just kill me … '
"Senior, please have mercy!" Zong Yue said anxiously. "There's no need to cripple it. It's just that even though her meridians have been strengthened, they are still not strong enough to withstand your strength. Senior, please take it easy!"
"Take it easy? What do you have to take it easy? I only have one more day to live. My wish has to be fulfilled by her. It has to be her, "the old man said slowly." Who asked her to come so late? It's already good enough that I'm willing to give it to her. "
The prison door was kicked open, and the corner of Zong Yue's snow-white robe fluttered in. Without saying a word, Zong Yue pressed his palm against Meng Fuyao's head.
"Arrogant brat!" The old man snorted and flicked his sleeve. Zong Yue raised his arm, and with a loud clang, as if gold and iron had collided, Zong Yue's face turned red, then white, and gradually became transparent.
"You have a chronic disease. Using your true Qi will reduce your lifespan. Young people still have a lot of good years ahead of them. Why seek death?" the old man said calmly. "Get out of my way. No one in this world can stop me from doing what I want to do."
Meng Fuyao raised her eyes and looked at Zong Yue gratefully, gesturing for him to move aside. 'Sigh, I'm just an unlucky egg. Let this guy do whatever he wants. There's no need to hold you back.'
Zong Yue stood there in a daze, refusing to look at Meng Fuyao. His straight back suddenly became a little crooked, like a pine tree covered in snow. The air was extremely quiet, and there was an atmosphere of hesitation and uneasiness.
After a long time, he took a step back, then another.
Meng Fuyao lowered her eyes and did not look at him, afraid that he would feel awkward.
He was definitely not a match for this old man. Leaving was the right choice.
"Zong Yue, the disciple of the Physician Sage, greets you, senior!" Suddenly, the sound of someone's knees landing heavily on the ground could be heard. "Senior, please let her go on account of my master's saving grace 30 years ago!"
Meng Fuyao was shocked. She saw the snow-white robe spread out on the ground from the corner of her eye. Zong Yue was kneeling? Kneeling for her?
Was he retreating because he did not want her to see him kneeling for her?
This incomparably arrogant, sharp-tongued man with a severe obsession with cleanliness was kneeling and begging a stranger for her? Kneeling on the muddy and dirty floor of the prison for her?
Meng Fuyao's heart tightened, and she felt dizzy. She would rather explode and die than see Zong Yue retreat to this extent for her. A man's knees were made of gold, and it was not worth wasting it on a silly bird like her.
"You're Gu Yidian's disciple?" The old man was a little surprised. He turned to look at Zong Yue. "No wonder you could tell that her True Energy was not in harmony with mine …"
"Kneel, my ass!" A loud shout suddenly erupted. Both the voice and the person were like a cannonball as they shot out in a straight line. Their momentum was astonishing. Wherever they passed by, there was a strong gust of wind that caused everything to sway. Before the person even arrived, the door of the prison had already been smashed apart by the strong wind. "Eat my staff!"
Zhan Beiye had arrived.
The old man's messy eyebrows twitched as he flicked his empty hand. Wind blades whistled through the air, and cold air shot out in all directions. With a few swishing sounds, Zhan Beiye's hair was immediately cut into pieces. Countless holes appeared on his black robes, but he did not dodge or evade, allowing the wounds to burst open and blood to splatter everywhere. His momentum did not slow down at all. The old man frowned, and his eyes were filled with surprise. He flicked his fingers repeatedly, and with each flick, Zhan Beiye's body seemed to be hit by a giant log. He was hit three times, and he paused three times. However, he was not able to stop his momentum at all. He charged forward with a loud laugh, swinging the vajra scepter behind him and smashing it violently.
"I'll smash you to death!"
The old man's surprise deepened, and he laughed. "Do the juniors these days all have no sense of propriety?" He extended his hand.
Zong Yue, who had been kneeling in front of him, suddenly looked up and smiled. "Yes!"
He stretched out his hand, and a round black bead appeared between his fingers. He was kneeling very close to the old man, and with a flick of his finger, the black bead flew towards the old man's laughing mouth.
The old man hurriedly closed his mouth, but the black bead suddenly exploded in midair, turning into dust. Some of it landed on the old man's clothes, and some of it floated into his nose.
"What is that … Achoo!" The old man suddenly sneezed, and his hand loosened.
A purple shadow floated.
It was an extremely faint shadow, so faint that it did not seem like a human shadow. It was so faint that it seemed like a faint shadow formed from the oil lamp on the wall, but the shadow blocked out all the light as soon as it appeared. Its fingers were like jade, and its gestures were like picking flowers as it moved towards the old man's forehead.
It was just a light finger, but it was like dark clouds covering the moon, and the wind blew past the clouds. It was ethereal, and yet it was everywhere. In an instant, the entire room seemed to be filled with that extremely faint and bright gesture.
The old man's expression finally changed.
Zong Yue was extremely venomous, so he did not dare to open his mouth and spit out wind blades. Zhan Beiye's vajra scepter was ferocious, so he had to use one hand to deal with it. The faint purple shadow, on the other hand, was even more venomous and accurate than the other two, attacking the old man's only weak spot.
He had no choice but to let go of his hand on Meng Fuyao's head.
The moment he let go, all three of their eyes lit up. Zong Yue flew up and flicked the black bead, while Zhan Beiye's vajra scepter danced in front of the old man. Zhangsun Wuji's move had been a feint, and with a flick of his hand, he had already picked up Meng Fuyao.
Realizing that he had been tricked, the old man turned around and flicked his finger.
There was a faint sound of bones cracking.
Meng Fuyao turned around, but Zhangsun Wuji floated away as if he had not noticed. He did not forget to smile at her. "Troublemaker."
Meng Fuyao wanted to laugh, but before she could, she grimaced. It was really comical.
Putting Meng Fuyao behind him, Zhangsun Wuji said to the angry old man, "Why do you have to make things difficult for us juniors, Senior?"
"You do have some ability, but are the juniors of the Five Continents all so arrogant now?" The old man said coldly. "I haven't stepped foot in the world of mortals for many years, so I didn't know that the ways of the world have been turned upside down!"
He looked at them coldly, his eyes filled with admiration and surprise. At their age, he had not reached such a level of cultivation. The old man, who had dominated for a lifetime, felt a slight chill in his heart. He did not know that the people in front of him were the cream of the crop of the younger generation in the Five Continents. They were products of probability, not common products.
"Senior Great Gale has dominated the world, and there is no place for us to speak in front of you." Zhangsun Wuji was as humble as ever. "But, if there was a better solution, why did you have to take someone's life?"
Great Gale!
Meng Fuyao stared at the old man in front of her in shock. She thought it was Xing Hui, but it turned out to be Great Gale. He was ranked fifth among the top ten strongest in the Five Continents, a legendary figure who had not stepped foot in the world of mortals for many years. She did not expect him to wait for her in a prison in Wuji Nation's Hua Province for 13 years.
"What better solution?" Great Gale laughed coldly. "I'm going to die soon. Is the agreement between me and the Sacred Spirit going to be destroyed? I've lost to him all my life. Am I going to lose again? Impossible! "
"You and the Sacred Spirit had an agreement that whoever dies first loses. If there is a disciple who can inherit your legacy, it can also be seen as an extension of your life. The Sacred Spirit already has a disciple, but you haven't found a suitable one. In desperation, you want to use your whole life's energy to cultivate the Immortal Body, am I right?"
"How do you know about this? How do you know my plan? "Great Gale's gaze was really like a whirlwind as he attacked Zhangsun Wuji.
Zhangsun Wuji smiled but did not answer. He only said, "The Immortal Body creates an unparalleled Vajra body, but it also destroys a person's spiritual will. Senior, this method is too harmful and should not be used."
"All I care about is winning." Great Gale laughed coldly. "Unless the Sacred Spirit is willing to turn his disciple into the Immortal Body, I'm going to win."
"You have no chance of winning." Zhangsun Wuji was still smiling. He flicked his sleeves unhurriedly. "I saw just now that you only have an hour left to live. That's why I kept talking to you. Now that the hour is almost up, the three of us should have no problem holding you back for the rest of the time."
Zhan Beiye laughed proudly. "There's no such thing as a 'better solution'. I'm not lying to you."
"You're courting death, young one!" Great Gale roared and pounced forward. His originally frail and cumbersome body immediately became lithe and agile. True Qi flowed throughout the room, causing the withered grass to dance and everyone's hair and clothes to flutter. He was truly as elegant as the wind, and as fierce as the wind.
However, the moment he stood up, he realized that he was indeed an arrow at the end of its flight. Although he was agile, his agility was like a rootless duckweed. Although he was ferocious, his ferocity was like a fleeting cloud. On the other hand, the three juniors were as steady as the abyss and as elegant as the mountains. Their combined power was something that even he had to be wary of at his peak. On top of that, there was also Meng Fuyao, who had almost been killed by him after absorbing a portion of his True Qi. It was impossible for him to gain the upper hand.
After three moves, Great Gale suddenly stopped.
"What's the point of killing all of you …" He seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. "The final hour has come …" He reached into his robes and took out a book, which he threw at Fuyao's feet.
"I don't want your secret manual …" Fuyao shouted righteously. Great Gale replied coldly, "In your dreams. What secret manual? This is a map. If you go to Fufeng in the future, you'll find something that I dropped in the Rakshasa Island of Erhai in Fufeng. Go and fish it up for me."
"Fish your ass! You almost got me killed, you old fart …"
"No matter what, you didn't die because of me. Your True Qi has already grown, and if you use it well, you'll benefit from it for the rest of your life." Great Gale sat down cross-legged and did not look at her. "If you really think that you're a despicable person who doesn't return a favor, then you can ignore the last wishes of a dead man."
"I'll f * cking ignore it. I'm a f * cking despicable person. In your dreams …" Fuyao cursed for a while before tilting her head to look at the silent Great Gale. She stretched out her hand to test his breathing. "Eh? Dead? "
The three of them looked at her with a smile that was not a smile.
Fuyao snorted and raised her nose to the sky. "Let's go!"
The three of them remained smiling and stood still as they watched her take a few big steps forward. She stopped at the door and rubbed herself against it for a while before turning back.
"Sigh … Maybe it's something good. Let's pick it up …" The three of them watched as she mumbled to herself as she picked up the manual.
Fuyao picked it up and stuffed it into her bosom. Her eyes darted around to look at the three of them. Her instincts told her to run, but when her gaze landed on them, she could not move her legs.
All three of them … were injured.
Zong Yue's face was as white as snow. Zhan Beiye was covered in blood from the wind blade. As for Zhangsun Wuji … that sound of bones breaking … Was it him?
These were the ten most powerful people. They were like an arrow at the end of its flight, but their power was still astonishing. Since she had traveled the five continents until now, the three strongest experts she had met had joined hands in front of the dying old man. However, they were all wounded before they managed to save her life.
Fuyao looked up at the sky in sorrow. She felt that she was really an unlucky egg. Wherever she went, she would get into trouble. And they were all top-notch.
She walked back and squatted down in front of the three of them.
Zhan Beiye rolled his eyes at her. "What? Are you waiting for us to carry you? "
"You're wrong," Fuyao said weakly. "I'm going to carry you guys out to atone for my sins. Who's going to start with three rock-paper-scissors?"
"Forget it." Zhan Beiye strode forward and picked her up. He turned around and smiled at the other two. He said proudly, "One of you has an internal injury, and the other has a broken arm. I'm the only one left to beat her up. Do you two have any objections?"
"You're too kind. Do as you please," the two of them replied.
= = =
One night, in a certain manor, in a certain room, a person's howling could be heard. Through the hazy window paper, one could vaguely see someone being pressed on a bed …
There was no need to misunderstand. It was just Fuyao being treated.
Even though her internal injuries from hitting the fence were healed when she received the Grandgale skill, the bruises on her face did not disappear. Zhan Beiye pressed her down on the bed and applied the ointment bit by bit. Fuyao hoped that Zhangsun Wuji would be the one to apply the ointment because he was the most magnanimous. The other two were either vicious or clumsy. They might take the opportunity to take revenge. Unfortunately, Zhangsun Wuji had a tacit understanding with the other two. He cupped his hand and said, "Oh, it hurts a lot. I've never broken a bone before." He turned around and went to sleep.
Fuyao could only put on a long face and accept Zhan Wangye's torment until she looked like a pig's head. After that, she could not get rid of the viciousness in her heart. She laughed bitterly and strolled to the front door of the manor, where Young Master Li was kneeling.
When Fuyao was escorted out of the magistrate's prison, she saw Young Master Li leading a group of murderous men. They were holding whips, buckets, and salt in their hands. It seemed that they were here to extort a confession from her.
Fuyao was infuriated at the sight of this fellow. 'F * ck, if he hadn't caused trouble for me, would I have been nearly killed? Would all three of them have been injured? Would I have been escorted back to the mansion to face endless torment again? '
She greeted him with a smile and was about to torture the silly bird. Unexpectedly, Zhangsun Wuji had already seen through her plan. He threw a jade token at Young Master Li, who came to greet him fiercely.
The two words "Zhangsun" on the tablet shone brightly, shocking Young Master Li. Governor Li hurried over and kowtowed repeatedly. Zhangsun Wuji only said calmly, "Governor Li, you're a strict official. Even if you don't want to teach your son, you're still very good at it."
Governor Li's face turned pale and he slapped his son. Young Master Li had yet to figure out Zhangsun Wuji's identity. He covered his face and tried to explain, but Governor Li scolded, "Unfilial son, how dare you be rude to the Crown Prince!"
The pitiful Young Master Li was so scared that he wet his pants. He thought that he had a good reason to do so, but he had offended someone he shouldn't have. Tears streamed down Young Master Li's face while Fuyao laughed heartily. She was carried away by Zhan Beiye.
Governor Li was still worried and chased Young Master Li out of the mansion to apologize. He knelt from morning to afternoon. How could the pampered Young Master Li endure this? Rather than saying he knelt, it was better to say that he lay on the ground and almost fell asleep.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his head as a storm poured down. Young Master Li jumped up in shock and looked up. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Where did the rain come from? He turned his head again and saw a pig-headed Meng Fuyao squatting on top of the wall. She had a toothpick in her mouth and smiled slyly. "Young Master, you're too comfortable kneeling, aren't you? I'll give you artificial rain. "
Young Master Li didn't dare to be angry when he saw her. His wet clothes trembled as he kowtowed. "Forgive me, General, forgive me …"
"Let me ask you," Meng Fuyao threw the toothpick at the guy's crotch, causing him to sweat profusely. He stared at the toothpick without daring to move. "How did you know to find trouble with me? Did Hu Sang call you? "
"Ah … yes, no, I did it myself …"
"Hmm?"
"I passed by Yao City and saw Miss Hu Sang selling needles and thread on the street. Young ladies from Zhongzhou rarely show their faces in public, so I took pity on her and asked her about it. She didn't answer me and just packed up her stall and left in tears. I asked around and found out that she had offended you …"
"What do you mean by taking pity on her? Coveting her beauty? There are so many young ladies selling needles on the street. Can you even care about them? " Meng Fuyao sneered. Deep down, she understood that it wasn't Hu Sang who was up to no good.
"Yes, yes, I was coveting her beauty. I was a busybody …" Young Master Li nodded his head as if he was pounding garlic. He carefully picked up the things behind him. "This is just a small gift to express my apology. I hope General will do me the honor …"
Meng Fuyao lifted her eyelids and looked at the pile of supplements, such as bird's nest and ginseng. She waved her hand in disgust. Young Master Li's face turned pale, but Meng Fuyao said thoughtfully, "Hey, prepare 1.5 catties of pig bones for me. I want good ones, along with 50 grams of fresh rehmannia, 100 grams of red bean and barley seed, angelica, codonopsis, wolfberry, gastrodia elata, astragalus, huaishan, eucommia, cistanche, beef brisket, hawthorn … The quality must be top-notch. I'll forgive you if you prepare them well."
"Yes, yes!" Pig bones, rehmannia and so on? Easy, as long as they weren't human bones.
Meng Fuyao waved her hand. Young Master Li felt as if he had been pardoned. He picked up the things and was about to leave when Meng Fuyao said, "Wait."
Young Master Li turned around with a pale face, only to hear Meng Fuyao say shamelessly, "Since you've delivered these things, I won't be giving you face if I return them. How about this … sell them and give me the money later."
"Yes …"
"Remember to resell them in the shop with the Cloud in the Nine Heavens logo. If you sell any other account, I'll break your legs." Meng Fuyao blinked. All the shops with the Cloud in the Nine Heavens logo belonged to her. She remembered to instruct Yao Xun to tell the shopkeepers to keep the price low when they see Governor Li selling things. If Young Master Li's goods were sold at a lower price, he would naturally have to fork out his own money to pay her back. She could still make a huge profit, haha.
"Also," Meng Fuyao said, looking at Young Master Li. She felt that he was the son of a governor who had a strong backing and was quite adaptable. She nodded her head in satisfaction. "I'll leave the Celestial World Club to you from now on. You'll be responsible for the losses, and we'll split the profits 20-80. I'll take 80 and you get 20."
"… Yes."
Meng Fuyao finally waved her hand, and Young Master Li scrambled away. Not long after, he sent someone to deliver the things she wanted. Meng Fuyao looked through them with satisfaction and carried them into the kitchen.
That night, she went on a killing spree in the kitchen and refused to let anyone in. When Zhan Beiye heard about it, he moved a stool to the kitchen door and sat there, afraid that she would blow up the kitchen. Lord Ingot squirmed in and out of the kitchen window, constantly reporting the latest developments to his master. Zhangsun Wuji listened and smiled.
He leaned against the headboard and looked in the direction of the kitchen, lost in thought. The moon was slanting in the spring night, and a branch of winter jasmine swayed on the paper window, reflecting his eyes. After a while, he said, "Ingot, sometimes I feel that it's not bad to make some mistakes for her."
Lord Ingot was furious. He had seen biased people, but he had never seen one this biased!
Dinner was held at the manor's Clear Wave Pavilion. Previously, Meng Fuyao had sent a flying knife to each of them. On a piece of rotten paper was a semi-cursive script that was even worse than the paper. "Clear Wave Pavilion Casual Banquet. It may be poisoned, unpalatable, or contain any unknown substances. Dinner will be served at the 5 p.m. hour.
The awesome invitation did not scare the equally awesome guests. Before the 5 p.m. hour, none of them were missing.
Chef Meng served the dishes. The three of them held their chopsticks and looked over. Hmm … the color was not bad.
Zhan Beiye sniffed. Hmm, the aroma was also acceptable.
Zong Yue was not afraid of poison. He tasted the dish with the richest color, and after a while, his eyes lit up.
Chef Meng crossed her arms in front of her chest, her nose in the air. 'Are you kidding me? I'm good at cooking, especially when my mother is sick all year round.
Squatting on the chair, Lin Luoran excitedly introduced the colorful dishes to the three who finally felt relieved and picked up their chopsticks with a smile. "Pork bone and rehmannia pot, ten nourishing beef brisket, red bean and coix kernel rice, bone and hawthorn porridge …"
She smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling. 'I've never heard of medicinal cuisine in the Five Continents. Other than Zong Yue, the other two might not know that these dishes can strengthen bones, replenish blood, and replenish qi …'
But she did not notice.
Zhan Beiye's chopsticks flew down, and his eyes flickered as he ate the nourishing beef brisket.
Zong Yue had a faint smile on his face as he slowly ate the red bean and barley rice.
Zhangsun Wuji drank the soup gracefully, the porcelain spoon and bowl not making a sound. Occasionally, he scooped a spoonful of soup or porridge for Lord Yuan Bao. "Eat more. After this meal, who knows how long it will take for her to find her conscience and have another meal." Meng Fuyao smiled without blushing.
"Of course, I'm a general, not a chef. My limitless talent cannot be wasted on a cramped kitchen stove …" She took a pair of chopsticks and sat down, picking up a bone and placing it in Zhangsun Wuji's bowl. She rested her chin on her hand and looked at him with a smile. "Just drinking soup won't fill your stomach. You have to eat meat. Eat, eat."
'Sigh, I want to see the noble crown prince chew on a bone …'
Zhangsun Wuji lowered his eyes and glanced at the bone. "Thank you."
With a gentle press of his chopsticks, the huge bone shattered soundlessly. Zhangsun Wuji slowly removed the bone and ate the meat.
Meng Fuyao was resentful, but her plan had failed. She could only change the direction of her chopsticks and place a piece of beef tendon in Zhan Beiye's hands. "Your Highness, this is good. It's chewy and flavorful!"
Zhan Beiye raised his chopsticks and caught the beef tendon in mid-air. "Is that so? I think so too. But I can't enjoy good food alone. You've worked hard, so you deserve half of it. "
With a gentle pinch, the beef tendon was broken in half. Zhan Beiye courteously offered it to Meng Fuyao. "Please, please."
…
After a while, Meng Fuyao, who was covering her cheeks, dug out an angelica for Zong Yue. "Come, come. Meat eaters are despicable. We're doctors, so we don't eat meat. Eat some tonic."
Zong Yue took it and returned the favor. "Meat eaters are despicable, and so are tonics. This is the most suitable for you. It detoxifies the poison and makes you sweat."
It was a huge piece of ginger …
Deep into the night, the moon shone brightly. The lights in the Clear Wave Pavilion shone brightly, and the clear waves rippled. Far away, the lakeshore faced the flowerbed. The flowers, camellias, magnolia, begonias, and peonies, were all pink and bright red. Yet, it was no match for the aroma of the dishes and the laughter in the pavilion.
Meng Fuyao buried her head in the high pile of bowls, looking for the rice at the bottom bit by bit. Zhan Beiye was the first to pick up some food after they were done messing with her. Soon, her bowl was piled up like a mountain. Even though she was the one who cooked for others, she ended up eating the most.
In the end, Meng Fuyao held her stomach and collapsed on the chair, unable to move. Zhangsun Wuji smiled and passed her a cup of tea. She held it and leaned back on the chair, watching Zhan Beiye beside her. He asked for a brush and paper with great interest. He spread it out on the table and used Lord Ingot as the model to draw the 'Big Bites on the Table'. Lord Ingot was not satisfied and requested to redraw it, but Zhan Beiye grabbed it and stamped it with his foot. They watched as the maidservants rolled up the curtains in the pavilion and lit up the golden gauze lanterns. The lanterns flickered, and a bright moon reflected the clear blue water, sparkling with a myriad of silver lights. Under the lanterns, Zhangsun Wuji and Zong Yue laid out the black and white chess pieces, their slender fingers idly tapping on the chess pieces. Their white clothes and purple robes fluttered in the wind, and on the surface of the lake in the distance, there was a layer of pink and purple falling flowers.
Meng Fuyao watched with a smile. Her eyes gradually became hazy. The reflection of the flowing water, the fluttering midnight flowers, the delicate eyebrows, the smiling whispers, the opened scrolls, and the light murmurs all turned into a swirling shadow of laughter, embedding itself into her dimpled lips.
It was the most peaceful and relaxing moment of her life.
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