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Chapter 1338 The Lonely Mountain Taoist
Zhiyuan Teahouse.
Private rooms.
As Song Chunxue watched the person opposite her slowly and methodically eating the tea and snacks she had ordered, her doubts and worries lessened considerably.
At least, ordinary people would treat her better because they feel indebted to her.
However, the man ate intently, without saying a word or even glancing up at her.
wack.
However, most people who cultivate Taoism are strange in the eyes of ordinary people. They don't like to spend time interacting with others and are used to being spontaneous.
People who are gentle and approachable are usually humble and cautious, and difficult to get close to.
Song Chunxue took a few sips of tea. To be honest, although the tea smelled good, it didn't steep well.
Having grown accustomed to drinking traditional, aged tea, I don't particularly like the fresh buds brewed this way, and they feel a bit too cold.
After all, red dates are warming and goji berries are nourishing, which will reduce the cooling properties of green tea.
She took two sips, then put down her teacup and picked up a delicate spring roll to eat.
Although the portion was a bit small, it was indeed delicious.
This plate of spring rolls could buy a whole truckload of radishes.
Even if it doesn't taste good, she'll eat every last crumb.
"Are you a woman?"
Suddenly, the person opposite her stopped eating and looked at her warily. "That shouldn't be the case."
I don't know how he figured it out, but Song Chunxue wasn't flustered.
Why shouldn't it be?
“No, you look… from your gait to the smallest details, you’re so masculine,” he muttered under his breath, seemingly puzzled, “but your aura is unmistakably feminine. I thought you’d been possessed.”
"..." Song Chunxue put down her crossed legs and sat more dignifiedly.
These city dwellers judge people by their appearance.
She's used to living in the mountains and isn't afraid of being laughed at. Her words and actions are unrestrained, and she's just as casual as a man. Is that something she shouldn't do?
Soon, she lifted her left leg and placed it on her right knee.
If she hadn't found the room so elegant, she would have liked to put her feet on the chair.
"Fellow Daoist, please speak frankly. I am new to the capital and do not wish to cause trouble or trouble others," Song Chunxue said, cupping her hands. "It was my fault for bumping into you while using an invisibility talisman."
The person opposite put down their chopsticks, smiled, and wiped their face.
The next moment, his face became real, and his sharp eyes looked at her with a half-smile.
"Fellow Daoist, don't panic. I'm not here to cause you any trouble. It's just that I've rarely encountered a fellow Daoist with extraordinary strength, and out of curiosity, I'd like to get to know you."
When Song Chunxue saw his black and white hair, she inexplicably felt a heavy and sorrowful aura.
This person's experiences must be extraordinary.
However, she is no longer curious about what others have gone through; she only wants to find Master Han.
“You are certainly not new to the capital. Just now, not far away, you clearly muttered ‘still the same as always.’ Besides, a newcomer wouldn’t react like that.” He straightened his back and said seriously, “I am the Daoist of Lonely Mountain, but I probably wouldn’t call myself a Daoist in front of you. You can just call me Fellow Daoist of Lonely Mountain. May I ask how I should address you?”
"I am Akita, and I greet you, Senior Brother Gushan." Song Chunxue said calmly, cupping his hands in farewell. "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."
It's best to be cautious and stay away from this person, as it's unclear whether they are friend or foe.
Under the emperor's nose, where hidden talents abound, she didn't want to be noticed by anyone.
Along the way, she had already heard many strange stories about the capital.
"Wait," the man flashed and blocked Song Chunxue's path, his tone forceful, "Why are you running away, fellow Daoist? Why don't you tell me who you're looking for and where you're going? As the host, I'll be happy to entertain you."
He was testing her.
"Baiyun Temple, and Huoxiang," she said, observing his reaction to see his reaction to the contrast between the righteous and the demonic paths. "I wonder who you're taking me to?"
"Are you a member of the demonic path?" Gu Shan immediately threw a flying sword at her.
"Clang!" Song Chunxue used the Overlord Sword to block the flying sword he threw, which shattered into two pieces.
Seeing his surprised look, Song Chunxue smiled and said, "It seems you are a righteous person. I will go to Baiyun Temple to visit Daoist He Xiu."
Master Gushan bent down, picked up the sword that had broken into two pieces, and handed it to her, his tone slightly angry, "You broke my sword."
"You're really something. Do you expect me to be chopped in half?" Song Chunxue snapped. "Fellow Daoist, don't you think you're being too presumptuous? Move aside. I've already put up with you enough."
He chuckled and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I didn't mean to blame you. It was wrong of me to test you just now. But do you know that this sword is no ordinary weapon? It can be broken in two by your sword. May I ask... who are you?"