Chapter 84 She is a Little Mushroom
"Wow!" Xie Mianmian gripped the iron rod tightly, glaring angrily at the demonic monk, her mind racing, only remembering the words of Vice Envoy Zhang's wife that night.
"Pah!" The little mouth started spitting out words, "Shameless! You're a stinky, stinky monk!"
Upon hearing the child's curses, the demonic monk burst into laughter, finding her impotent rage rather amusing.
He suddenly stopped laughing, his expression turning sinister. "You can smell it all?"
Xie Mianmian pinched her nose with one hand and waved the other in front of her face, showing her extreme disgust.
The demonic monk snorted coldly, "This is the most successful medicine I have ever refined, the Rejuvenation Pill. Those who take it can forever maintain their body at its peak, with unstoppable momentum. This is a wonderful thing that many people envy."
It might have a slightly fishy smell, but that's nothing to worry about; there shouldn't be any other side effects.
Xie Mianmian couldn't understand and didn't want to look at him. She looked around and when she looked up, she saw a small bronze alchemy furnace hanging above her.
Seeing that the child remained silent, the demonic monk tried to scare her further, asking, "Do you know how this Rejuvenation Pill is made?"
Xie Mianmian looked at his strange smile and shook her head, "You're so long-winded!"
"Hmph." But the demonic monk insisted on saying, "The Rejuvenation Pill, also known as the Human Pill, requires two strong young men to make one pill."
Xie Mianmian suddenly raised her hands to cover her ears, "I don't want to hear it, you're just talking nonsense."
At this moment, the demonic monk took out a kitchen knife and began sharpening it with a series of sharpening motions, glancing at Xie Mianmian every now and then. "This knife has become dull from long use. Don't worry, I'll sharpen it, so it won't cause you too much pain."
Xie Mianmian: ! ?
She frantically banged her head against the iron cage, her little head starting to race as many images flashed through her mind: playing with the black wolves and the others, and the little moments she shared with her family.
What to do? Xie Mianmian watched the demonic monk frantically sharpening his knife. This time, it seemed she really couldn't go back. No, no, they were still waiting for her to return. There would be a way. She had to save herself, save herself…
Save yourself!
Xie Mianmian recalled a sentence her brother had once told her. It was when she had Ma Lou steal the Third Prince's ill-gotten gains, and her brother found out, that he taught her how to save herself.
He said, "In a critical situation, don't underestimate the things around you. Even a small handful of sand can be picked up and thrown into the eyes of a bad guy."
Looking around... Xie Mianmian observed everything with her big eyes, then looked up and her heart tightened. She had an idea.
She then looked at the praying mantis beside her, which was still staring at Xie Mianmian as if she were a delicious meal.
Xie Mianmian clasped her hands together and whispered, "Please, little mantis, please don't eat Mianmian, okay?"
Then, her voice trembled as she said, "Little mantis, hurry up and cut the rope for Mianmian~ Please, little mantis, cut the hemp rope that hangs the alchemy furnace on top and knock that evil monk unconscious."
The mantis didn't move. It tilted its head and looked at Xie Mianmian for a while, then finally leaped onto the small alchemy furnace and began to cut, though the progress was slow.
Before long, the demonic monk's knife was sharpened. As expected of this body at its peak, he nodded in satisfaction.
The demonic monk raised his knife, the cold white light on the blade flashing into Xie Mianmian's eyes. "Hehehe, here it comes."
Xie Mianmian watched him walk towards her step by step. When the demonic monk reached the foot of the small alchemy furnace, the child shouted, "Stop!"
The wicked monk stopped in his tracks. "Very well, this humble monk will have mercy and let you tell me your last words."
Xie Mianmian didn't dare to look up openly, but could only watch the mantis's movements out of the corner of her eye. The rope was already halfway cut.
"You..." Xie Mianmian paused, then suddenly remembered something and said, "What exactly happened to Master Qianjing? Is he also one of your accomplices?"
"Him?" The demonic monk threw his head back and laughed maniacally. "That bald monk is utterly stubborn and incorrigible!"
His expression became strange, sometimes grinning, sometimes furious, his eyes bloodshot.
"For so many years, I have worked diligently and conscientiously, but why doesn't he even glance at me? Why won't he pass the position of abbot to me? Why!"
He became excited and started walking forward. "I do everything perfectly. Look how perfect my alchemy skills are. I'm about to make this elixir of immortality. Then he will see me. I will be his best disciple!"
Seeing that the demonic monk was about to escape the falling range of the small alchemy furnace, Xie Mianmian hurriedly interrupted his spellcasting, "Shut your mouth, back away, quick!"
Seeing the child's anxious tone, the demonic monk thought something was wrong and subconsciously took a step back.
"Thump!" A heavy sound rang out as the small alchemy furnace landed on the ground, its bronze tremor still echoing.
The mantis managed to cut the rope in time, and the entire small alchemy furnace smashed into the back of the demon monk's head.
"How could this happen!" He clutched his head in pain, his steps unsteady, staggering from side to side, and after spinning around once, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Xie Mianmian breathed a long sigh of relief. She hurriedly ran to the iron cage door and fiddled with the lock. Oh no, she needed a key; she couldn't just force it open.
Where is the key? Does the little mantis know?
But seeing the praying mantis standing in the same spot again, staring at her, Xie Mianmian couldn't help but swallow hard, feeling a chill.
Just then, a faint sound came from the stairs, as if someone was coming.
Xie Mianmian stepped back, crouching in the corner to minimize her presence, hoping that the person coming wouldn't notice her; she was just a little mushroom.
The man arrived, and the candlelight illuminated his face. Xie Mianmian recognized him clearly; it was the monk who had given her the rice cake before!
Xie Mianmian didn't smell the fishy odor on the monk, but that didn't mean he was a good person, especially since he knew this place.
The newcomer squatted down beside the demonic monk, rummaged through his arms, pulled out a bunch of keys, and then walked to the iron cage where Xie Mianmian was imprisoned, trying out each key one by one.
The basement was quiet; neither of them spoke, only the clanging of metal against metal could be heard.
With a "click," the lock opened.
The iron gate was wide open, but the child dared not move.
The monk moved, dragging the demon monk inside. The demon monk stirred slightly and groaned, seemingly about to wake up.
Seeing that the two people were far away, Xie Mianmian rushed out of the stairwell like an arrow, wailing loudly.
Finally, Xie Mianmian peeked out from the darkness and stepped into the slightly warm sunlight, breathing in the fresh scent of grass. The wilted little leaves came back to life.
Xie Mianmian ran in the direction she had come from, but just as she emerged from the stone window, she was stopped by a figure.
Upon seeing that person, the child became furious. "Mianmian isn't playing hide-and-seek with you anymore, get out of the way!"
The scholar and his puppet remained motionless; he had been searching for the child for a very long time.
Xie Mianmian walked to the left, and he also walked to the left, blocking the child's way.
"Why aren't you saying anything? What do you want?"
Those who should speak remain silent, while those who shouldn't speak say a lot of scary things to frighten her.
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