Chapter 479 Lin Muhan X Yan Anhuai Side Story (Part 6)
Lin Muhan's face twisted as he recalled the kick from last night.
Seeing his expression, Yan Anhuai didn't want to ask anymore. Even if he did, the answer would be affirmative, otherwise Lin Muhan wouldn't have had that expression just now.
But how exactly did he kick Lin Muhan?
How could he remember sleeping so soundly?
Lin Muhan: Look me in the eyes and say it again, you call that a peaceful sleeping position?!
The moment the two put down their bowls and chopsticks, Master Park started to shoo them away, saying, "Alright, alright, finish eating and leave quickly, you're making me very upset!"
The two were caught off guard and forced to go down the mountain.
"Is the foot of the mountain really the foot of the mountain?" Lin Muhan looked at the surrounding bamboo forest with disbelief.
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"So...where should we go to buy things? In town?" Lin Muhan pointed to the road in front of him, looking somewhat lost. "You don't mean we have to walk there, do you?"
Yan Anhuai said mysteriously, "Of course not, the town is quite far from here. It just so happens that everyone is going to the market today, so we can hitch a ride there."
Before getting a ride, Lin Muhan thought the "vehicle" was a horse-drawn carriage.
But when he watched as Yan Anhuai skillfully waved by the roadside and instead attracted a donkey cart, he froze on the spot, completely unsure of what to do next.
"Uncle Niu, are you going to the market in town again today?"
Uncle Niu replied, "Yes, I picked some herbs a couple of days ago and was going to sell them in town. Hey, why isn't your friend here yet?"
The "friend" that Uncle Niu was referring to was Lin Muhan.
"Lin Muhan, come here quickly, we still have a long way to go!"
Lin Muhan then came to his senses, went forward and pulled Yan Anhuai off the donkey cart, and whispered, "No, is this what you called 'hitching a ride' before?"
"Huh? What else?" What did you think it was?
"So, that 'cart' was actually a donkey cart? We're going to take this to town?"
Yan Anhuai nodded solemnly, then suddenly remembered something and explained, "Well, we're lucky if we have a donkey cart here, how could we possibly have a horse-drawn carriage?"
Uncle Niu craned his neck to look this way and asked, "Xiao Yan, are you and your friend still not leaving?"
"Hey hey hey, right away, right away!"
"So... is taking a donkey cart the only option?" Lin Muhan asked in despair.
"Alright, alright, I know you're not used to sitting here, but there's nothing we can do about it. Just bear with it and it'll pass."
In the end, Lin Muhan was pulled onto the donkey cart by Yan Anhuai.
The small donkey cart was crammed with five people, which meant that Lin Muhan's long legs had nowhere to go and could only dangle in the air, occasionally even dragging on the ground.
Yan Anhuai was in a similar situation.
However, he, being carefree by nature, actually enjoyed it.
This was quite a hardship for Lin Muhan. As a dignified demon king, when had he ever ridden in a donkey cart? Today had truly broadened his horizons.
The donkey cart wasn't fast either, only a little faster than walking.
The bumpy ride, combined with the smell of the donkey cart, made Lin Muhan almost vomit.
His face was pale. He vowed that when he returned, he would buy a horse-drawn carriage; he never wanted to ride in a donkey cart again in his life.
"Lin Muhan, you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"
"I..." He was about to speak when the donkey cart jolted violently, causing Yan Anhuai to fall into his arms, while his lips brushed against Yan Anhuai's cheek.
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Lin Muhan opened her eyes slightly, touched her lips awkwardly, her ear tips turned red, and her expression looked extremely unnatural.
Yan Anhuai climbed out of Lin Muhan's arms. He didn't notice anything unusual about Lin Muhan at all and hurriedly checked Lin Muhan's body carefully.
Did I hurt you? Is your wound alright?
"Lin Muhan?" Yan Anhuai waved in front of Lin Muhan, which brought Lin Muhan back to his senses.
"What's wrong?" Lin Muhan grabbed someone's hand and pulled them into his arms.
"Lin Muhan, what are you doing?"
"Don't move, I feel uncomfortable. Let me lean against you for a while, so you won't pounce on me again later."
Yan Anhuai felt a little embarrassed by what he said. He nestled in Lin Muhan's arms and asked, "Did I hurt you just now?"
"No, I have a special constitution, and my wounds heal faster than most people."
Yan Anhuai finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good, that's good."
"An Huai, are you worried about me?"
Yan Anhuai nodded noncommittally, "Yes, after spending these past two days together, I've already considered you a friend. Besides, if your wound reopens, it will be troublesome, and it will cost a lot of money to heal. Of course I'm worried."
Lin Muhan: "..."
He felt like a self-deluded clown.
Aunt Liu, who was also sitting in the donkey cart, moved closer to the two of them and said with a smile, "An Huai, your friend doesn't look like a Taoist practitioner, does he?"
"No, he isn't."
Aunt Liu's eyes lit up immediately. She slapped her thigh and exclaimed excitedly, "That's good! That's good!"
He fixed his gaze on Lin Muhan, looking him up and down. This gaze made Lin Muhan feel physically uncomfortable; the old woman's scrutinizing look was too strange.
That kind of gaze only made him feel that "Aunt Liu" had ill intentions.
"Young master, where do you live? How many people are in your family? Are your parents still alive? Are you married?"
Sure enough, it seems they were waiting for him here.
Lin Muhan's expression was very unpleasant, and his gaze towards Aunt Liu grew increasingly cold.
The instant she met his gaze, Aunt Liu felt as if she were being stared at by a cold, venomous snake. She froze, too stiff to move or utter a single word.
Yan Anhuai could naturally sense the strange atmosphere between the two, so he quickly explained, "Aunt Liu, you still love playing matchmaker so much!"
"Your auntie doesn't have any other hobbies, she just likes to play matchmaker, but speaking of which..." Aunt Liu leaned close to Yan Anhuai's ear, looking at Lin Muhan warily, and whispered, "Your friend is too difficult to get along with, his eyes are so cold, it's kind of scary!"
"That's just how he is, and he doesn't like others interfering in his family affairs. Aunt Liu, you'd better not ask so many questions."
Aunt Liu pursed her lips and had no choice but to give up.
"Alright, but your auntie has to say something to you. You're not getting any younger. Even if you're a cultivator, there's no rule against getting married, is there? You should get married..."
Yan Anhuai could only laugh it off.
"Auntie is right, but I don't want to get married right now, so please don't worry about it."
"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more to you, but you have to understand, I'm only doing this for your own good..."
Lin Muhan was extremely impatient. He found the woman in front of him incredibly noisy and incessant.
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