Chapter 494 Praising my youth?

How dare you speak rudely to her?

Hmph, dressed so smartly, they're not even as good as bandits.

Of all the people there last night, only one had malicious intentions.

These hypocrites in front of us are all no good.

Moreover, judging from what the children said and their appearance, Song Chunxue felt that they were her senior brother's relatives.

No wonder my senior brother didn't want to come back; these people are scum and degenerates.

"Did you hear me? I'm talking to you..."

Seeing that the young man's hand was about to touch her, Song Chunxue turned to the side to avoid it.

"I advise you to watch your mouth. I am a Taoist priest, not a beggar. If these two sheep droppings on your head are just decorations, you can give them to the clams in the field. Even though they don't have eyes, they can tell what is edible and what is not. I think it's a waste to have them on your head."

The man was stunned. After realizing what had happened, he became furious and raised his hand to throw a punch at Song Chunxue.

Song Chunxue dodged the question again, saying, "You stupid dog, who raised this idiot? Instead of keeping him locked up at home, he runs out and embarrasses himself. No wonder your so-called sixth uncle became a Taoist priest and never came home. It must be so hard for him to come back with such a nephew and brother."

The older, sturdy man got annoyed. "Zhiheng, don't take it to heart with this old woman. She's really getting worse with age. Come here."

He stared at Song Chunxue with disgust in his eyes. "Who knows if she's a Taoist priest or just using the guise of one for other purposes? Her mouth is full of rude and foul language. It's really bad luck to go out today. I'll go home and wash myself properly."

The young man regained his composure and ran up to his father, glaring at Song Chunxue with his nostrils.

"Exactly, I was too optimistic about her. At such an old age, still parading around in such a flamboyant outfit, could she be an older prostitute with a new identity... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Chunxue kicked him away.

"Old woman, if you don't discipline your own son, others will. If that's the case, then your mother is a prostitute, and all the women in your family are prostitutes."

“Women earn money through their own abilities, and their manners are far better than yours, father and son. You are the ones whose mouths are like chamber pots that haven’t been emptied in ten years, stinking to the bone.”

The older man was so angry that the jade button around his neck almost popped off. He pointed at Song Chunxue and roared, "Give her a good lesson! How dare a cultivator spout such nonsense and kick my son in the street! Arrest her and sell her to a brothel! Let's see if she dares to be so arrogant again!"

Song Chunxue kicked the two first people who rushed over with two "bangs".

She laughed and said, "You keep talking about brothels, does someone in your family have a deep connection with them?"

"you……"

"Don't be ashamed, don't be ashamed. It's not your fault that you came from a bad background. Why are you so angry? You're wearing fine silks and jade ornaments now, you look very noble. Why are you making such a fuss, as if you're afraid others won't know what you care about? Honestly, you're like a brainless pumpkin, all that sturdiness for nothing."

Song Chunxue smiled nonchalantly, "How about I call you a pumpkin? You're a bad-hearted pumpkin, useless, just taking up space and smelling bad."

As she spoke, she put one hand behind her back and floated straight back four or five meters.

I never expected that when I was calmly and rationally cursing, I could use magic so smoothly. Before, I could only move two meters at most.

The two servants, unable to catch up, took off running towards her.

"Kill her! If she leaves alive today, I'm not a Zhang!"

The old man spoke up, his face turning as red as a monkey's bottom.

"Come on, you old rascal, let's see who kills whom!"

Song Chunxue stood there uttering harsh words. Their servant rushed up, but she didn't dodge. With a spin, both her feet flew out at once.

Then, she provocatively said, "Old man, you didn't bring enough people, did you? Go home and call them. I'll be waiting here."

"You... Ahhhhh!" The old pumpkin's son clutched his chest, pounding the ground in anger. "Go back and get help! We have to catch this old hag today!"

Song Chunxue looked around. People on the street kept their distance, and even the people doing business in the shops did not dare to open their doors to watch the excitement openly. They peeked out from the cracks in the doors and windows.

It seems that this father and son are used to being arrogant and notorious, and no one on the street dares to mess with them.

Oh!

I ran into a tough opponent today.

But it's pretty good.

My senior brother probably hates his family deeply; he didn't want to come back even though his own father was dying.

He left home when he was so young, not because he was able to, but because he didn't want to in recent years.

Since she was specially invited here, wouldn't it be a waste for her senior brother not to take this opportunity to make a big scene?

Just then, a horse-drawn carriage approached from a distance, the clear ringing of the bells hanging around the horse's neck attracting everyone's attention.

The old pumpkin on the ground was overjoyed, and its son got up from the ground.

“My third uncle’s carriage, call someone over quickly,” he said smugly to Song Chunxue. “You old nun, you’re dead. My third uncle is a government official. This whole Guancheng is our family’s territory. You’re just an outsider who doesn’t even know your place. You’ve messed with me, and you’re not far from death.”

Song Chunxue shook her head slightly, her eyes narrowed. "Not necessarily. I think your family is about to face a major upheaval, bloodshed, and signs of decline. You're probably about to have a funeral. Kid, have some decency. Your ancestors' good fortune is being squandered by a bunch of ignorant fools like you."

"Say that again, or I'll have you killed!" He pointed at Song Chunxue with a ferocious expression. "You dare to curse the Zhang family? Do you know what will happen to you?"

"Heh?" Song Chunxue sneered, "You should worry about your own fate first. The building is about to collapse, and one pillar cannot support it. Good luck to you. Farewell."

Just then, the carriage approached, and the person inside lifted the curtain, staring at Song Chunxue with sharp, triangular eyes.

What did you mean just now?

Song Chunxue walked forward without looking back. "If you encounter a dog that bites, you might be unwilling to put up with it and just want to have a moment of verbal sparring. Don't take it to heart. You all know the rest. Why ask others?"

As she spoke, she turned into a side alley and then ran away.

Hearing the furious roar behind her, Song Chunxue quietly returned to the inn.

I definitely can't wear this outfit next time I go out; it's too obvious, and I'd easily get tricked.

She went back to her room and changed into a slightly more ornate long gown paired with a short jacket, a combination of bluish-purple and pale green, giving her a composed and mature look.

Her hair was changed from the Taoist bun to a simple woman's hairstyle, with two silver hairpins on her head.

"Knock knock knock".

Just as I was about to put on my earrings, I heard my senior brother's voice outside the door.

"Junior brother, where did you go just now?"

Song Chunxue got up and opened the door, and heard someone banging loudly on the door outside the window, searching for something from house to house.

"I just messed with the toughest thug in town and even called him an old bastard. Now they're looking for me. Senior brother, is this your hometown?"

The Taoist priest frowned deeply. "In such a short time, you've stirred up a snake pit? You've got some nerve. I've been putting up with this person for over twenty years, and you..."

"Open the door, open the door! Have you seen a female Taoist priest? She's in her early thirties, wearing a Taoist robe?"

Song Chunxue smiled and said, "In my early thirties, haha, senior brother, people say I look young."