Chapter 26 Chapter 26 "Don't come, don't come!"...

The swordsman waited for a while, but received no reply, so he called out to her again, "Bao'e?"

The fool said, "Brother, what do you mean by calling me?"

He asked, "The evil spirit mentioned a young master surnamed Gao just now. Who is he?"

"Who?" Bao'e said. "He mumbled a lot of things and talked about many people. I'm a bit confused and stupid. If you want to find out who it is, please tell me clearly."

"Young Master Gao from Gao Family Village."

"Gao Family Village is far from here, and there are countless families with the surname Gao. Which family and which young master do you want to inquire about?"

The swordsman almost laughed out of anger. His lips twitched slightly as he said, "You should be the one to ask him this. He's an old acquaintance of yours. How would I know where he lives?"

"I know, I know." Bao'e nodded and then stopped moving.

The swordsman had no choice but to call her again: "Bao'e".

Bao'e asked blankly, "Brother, why are you calling me?"

The swordsman was patient and asked her again, "Do you know the young master of Gao Family Manor? I've never heard you mention him before. I wonder what kind of person he is?"

What place is it?

"Gaojiazhuang".

"Which young master?"

"Master Gao."

Bao'e smiled and said, "Brother, I can't remember clearly, but it was probably an old acquaintance."

The swordsman didn't want to listen to her nonsense anymore, and knew he wouldn't get any truth out of her, so he said helplessly, "Alright, I'll ask my master. He's a carefree and unrestrained person, he might have been to some Gao Family Village."

“No, no! How can we trouble him with such a trivial matter?” Bao’e stepped forward and took his hand, saying, “Good junior brother, don’t ask. I am now on my way to the West to obtain the scriptures and have encountered several inescapable hardships. I have no time to dwell on the past.”

The swordsman pinched her fingers and slowly ground them against her joints.

"Alright, I won't inquire. As long as he doesn't show up in front of me, I won't say anything more to him." He smiled faintly. "But Senior Sister, when we run into each other, very few people escape from my sword alive."

Bao'e cursed inwardly: This fellow has too much of a temper. He shouldn't have worshipped that wandering immortal master; he should have worshipped Tang Sanzang instead. After listening to the scriptures for several days, his ears were calloused, and he dared not kill again!

But he said, "That's right, that's right, he's afraid of you too."

Swordsman: "Afraid of me? It seems there really is such a person."

Bao'e fell silent again.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Nie returned.

Bao'e pulled the chair closer, sat down, and blocked him under the table. When she looked up, her eyes met Nie Guiyu's.

"Why is my brother back?" she asked.

Nie Guiyu stepped forward: "There's one thing I forgot to tell you."

"Don't come, don't come!" Bao'e shouted to stop him.

Young Master Nie's expression changed slightly: "What's wrong?"

Just as Bao'e was about to speak, she suddenly felt a warm, itchy sensation on her legs, as if steam was rising from them.

She glanced down.

It turned out that the space under the table was cramped, and the swordsman was a large man. He couldn't stretch out comfortably inside, so he could only squeeze his head next to her legs and gently exhale warm breath.

He lazily raised his gaze, glanced back at her, and smiled faintly.

This made Bao'e's mind wander. She barely remembered that there was someone in the room before she managed to look away and say to the young master Nie, "Brother, you seem a bit cold. I was shivering just now. Please move away from me and let me catch my breath."

Young Master Nie felt ashamed and discouraged, his heart filled with unspeakable bitterness.

He looked away and forced himself to say, "But if you're a living person, you have a warm body and flesh, and one day you'll become an old man whose face has faded. At that time, let alone being far away, I imagine you wouldn't even want to see me."

The simpleton couldn't understand the hidden meaning in his words, and just said blankly, "Brother, you're not a person. Even if you live for thousands of years, won't you still look the same? Besides, even if you get old, don't worry, I'll still respectfully call you Grandpa. I'll definitely respect you and give you gifts on holidays."

Hearing this, Nie Guiyu gritted his teeth, wishing he could sew her mouth shut.

"You wicked vixen who can't utter a single kind word!" He stormed off, but stopped after a few steps and said to her, "Did you know that the wild Taoist priest who wielded the sword ran away?"

Bao'e shook her head: "I don't know, I don't know."

All she knew was that the swordsman was nestled beside her legs.

"That Taoist priest has some skill in killing demons and monsters, and he is quite ruthless. If you see him, do not fight with him, just tell me, and I will find a way to kill him."

"well!"

Young Master Nie had come to her about this matter, and after he finished speaking, he didn't linger and turned to leave.

The swordsman wasn't impatient; he didn't come out, but just looked up at her.

Good Bao'e, just as she lowered her head, she met a pair of sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.

At first glance, he appears as a carefree, leisurely figure, like a wisp of white cloud. But upon closer inspection, he is revealed to be a slender and graceful man, truly possessing a unique charm unlike any other celestial official.

She was about to say something silly when she suddenly remembered her master, which startled her. She quickly stood up and said, "Junior Brother Yan, don't be a cunning little dog hiding in a cave. Come out, come out!"

The swordsman noticed something amiss, but seeing that she had no intention of explaining, he had no choice but to let it go for the time being.

He searched around and finally found his sword holster in an old, peeling wooden box.

He carefully put away his treasures, and thinking that a group of spirits and monsters were looking for him, he decided not to go out and instead hid in the room.

The two then hurriedly searched for the judge's pen, but to no avail.

Before long, Zhu Bao'e got hungry and slumped in her chair, refusing to move.

Just then, a servant came to invite her to a vegetarian meal, so she left.

When she returned, she didn't forget to give the swordsman a steamed bun.

“Junior brother,” she said, watching him take a bite of his steamed bun, “you have now eaten my food, which is a favor. If you run into Master in the future, don’t tell him about what happened between us.”

Yan Jinxue then realized that she was afraid her master would find out about their affair.

He asked, feigning ignorance, "What is it?"

The fool rambled on: "It was about me passing on some secret formulas to you. But at the time, I thought it was a secret matter, so I got a little too close to you. It shouldn't have been a problem, but I shouldn't have bothered my master with such trivial matters."

The swordsman, hearing her turn her back on him so easily and spout all sorts of nonsense, was unwilling to let her go.

He didn't beat around the bush with her and said directly, "Are you passing on a mantra? I thought you wanted to be my lover, that's why you were so intimate with me."

Bao'e stared blankly: "I don't understand, I don't understand, what is Luan and what is Feng? Could it be that someone in this temple keeps birds?"

He didn't tolerate her either, and said, "Nobody keeps birds; they just crawl into bed and become a couple."

"Oh dear, oh dear, you're so embarrassing!" Bao'e pointed at him and giggled. "This Buddhist temple, where is there a bed for you to crawl into, and who would be your husband? If the master knew, he would scold you!"

Yan Jinxue fell silent.

Only then did he understand why Young Master Nie looked at her with a mixture of joy and resentment.

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