Hua Mei looks quite impressive, but is actually just a paper tiger with a strong exterior but a weak interior. In He Zhizhou's words, if this thing is the ultimate boss of this level of the pagoda, then he will eat the entire pagoda in one bite on the spot.
Let's first rule out the possibility that He Zhizhou was cheating for food and drinks. Judging from the fact that Hua Mei was knocked down by Pei Ji with one blow, he is probably just a small fry.
Otherwise, if so many elite disciples at the Jindan and Yuanying stages were defeated by this skeleton, it would be better for the Xuanxu Sword Sect to close down on the spot and go down the mountain to make a living by performing arts rather than cultivating immortals.
Pei Ji strangled the painted ghost by the throat, making her unable to move. Half of her painted skin fell off, revealing the eerie white bones inside; the other half was still wetly stuck to her body, shivering constantly.
He didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary. His eyes just rolled around, scaring Chen Lubai in the room so much that she closed her eyes and almost fainted.
"Want to save him?"
The skeleton with half of Chen Yaoguang's face shuddered: "I will never tell you even if I die!"
The narrator is half crazy and half insane, and something is not right. He sighs and speaks loudly. Each word is sonorous and powerful, and he reads out the spirit of being ready to face death with indifference and of great righteousness.
[When falling into the hands of the devil, looking at the hideous faces in front of him, Hua Mei knew that he had no way out.
But even if there is a bottomless abyss ahead, he will still rush forward regardless of his own safety! He is a demon with loyal beliefs and will never reveal any information under torture! ］
Zheng Weiqi curled her lips coldly when she heard this: "Death? We won't kill you, we'll just make your life worse than death. I have many other ways to torture people, I wonder which one you prefer."
After taking a look at Hua Mei's face, he said, "Don't tell me you're committing suicide. You are a skeleton. Do you want to bite your tongue or go on a hunger strike? When you spend a few more days with us, I guarantee you will experience what 'new surprises every day' means."
The narrator trembles: [How could this witch be so cruel and merciless! What a non-human! ］
It has found the way.
If you don’t want to be slapped in the face, just rewrite the lines used by previous villains and apply them to this group of people, and there will be no problem!
"I, I can still do it," Hua Mei's voice already had a hint of grievance and crying, "I can still shrink my penis into my abdomen, turn my skin into a blade, and kill myself!"
Shrinking the penis into the abdomen can be considered a unorthodox practice even among evil people. After hearing about it, decent people often blush and are too embarrassed to ask more questions.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Weiqi looked compassionate, and hesitated for a while before saying, "Excuse me, but being poked by a needle won't kill you, right?"
Hua Mei's face was ashen, her eyes looked downward, and she tried to glance at her lower abdomen.
How could she understand so much?
He understands everything even more clearly than this monster.
This sentence completely broke down the Skeleton's last psychological defense and his self-esteem as a male. Having no way to survive is not the most terrifying thing; having no way to die is the real despair.
After a symbolic silence for a moment, Hua Mei finally spoke weakly: "I hid Chen Yaoguang in a cave in the back mountain."
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The eldest son of the Chen family was finally brought home safely. When he was found in the cave, he was so thin that only skin and bones were left, and it seemed that a lot of his yang energy had been sucked away.
If he had arrived a little later, he might not have seen Chen Yaoguang, but a corpse for dissection in the medical department.
The sick Zhao Yunluo was anxious to see her husband, so she followed him to the back mountain.
Chen Yaoguang was so excited when he saw her that he took out a heart-shaped light gray stone from his sleeve and said, "Look, Madam, this is what I found in the cave. A natural stone heart has gone through so much wind and sand and collisions to become like this. I hope that the relationship between Madam and I is as solid as this stone, and can withstand all tests."
Zhao Yunluo was so moved that her eyes welled up with tears. She hugged him and turned the "Ring" theater into a spectacular "Autumn in My Heart". It seems that love can not only blind men and women, but also blind the onlookers.
It's so corny.
Hua Mei had the intention to harm people, but Zheng Weiqi killed her with a sword without hesitation. The strange incident in the Chen Mansion came to an end. Mr. Chen was very grateful and specially let the four people stay in the mansion to rest for a few days and have a celebratory banquet.
"You young heroes, you may not know that it has rained heavily in the past few days. The mountain roads and trestle bridges leading out of the county town are blocked by mud and sand. It will be impossible to leave Echeng for a while."
Mr. Chen was a middle-aged man with a rich and mellow appearance. He was born with a good temper and always smiled when he spoke: "Why don't you stay in my house for a few days and wait until the mountain torrents pass before planning to leave the city."
Ningning originally wanted to say that they could actually fly with swords. As long as she flies high enough, even if every grain of sand is bravely traveling to the end of the world, it cannot do anything to her.
But in order not to deviate from the plot, he looked at Zheng Weiqi and nodded, and replied in a low voice: "Thank you, Master Chen."
The rainy weather that had lasted for several days came to an end quietly, and a few rays of bright and warm sunlight appeared on the dome after a long absence.
The Chen family is a scholarly family. The celebratory banquet was exquisite but not luxurious, with all the flavors and aromas in sight, giving it a sense of a gathering of hundreds of flavours.
Ning Ning was enjoying her meal and didn't want to leave. She heard Master Chen at the table laughing and saying, "This time, thanks to the great help of the four young heroes, my Chen family escaped from the disaster."
After saying this, he laughed even more happily, and glanced at He Zhizhou and Pei Ji: "I see that you are both very handsome, I wonder if you are married?"
Chen Lubai, who was sitting next to him, was unhappy: "Dad! Why do you always like to draw random pictures of couples?"
Chen Yaoguang added some food to his wife's bowl. Unlike Hua Mei's fierce and vicious appearance, he looked like a handsome young man. At this moment, he lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, if I have offended you, I would like to apologize to you on behalf of my father. He usually worries about my sister's marriage the most, and now he is probably talking about it casually."
"Why, you're still not happy?"
Mr. Chen looked at his daughter and said seriously, "Don't think you have enough money now. What's the use of having more money? You can't take it with you when you die. It's better to find a husband and have a child."
Chen Lubai grumbled unconvincedly: "Why, when I die, can I take my husband and children with me?"
This logic was irrefutable, and Master Chen was speechless. After a long while, he whispered again: "Look at how old your sister is, but she can already stay with men of the same age all day long. Don't worry, daddy and brothers are worried about you."
Chen Lubai was completely anxious: "Dad! Yueming is only six years old, and she plays in the mud on the street with a bunch of little brats every day! Do you want me to roll in the mud too?"
Chen Yueming, the second daughter of the Chen family, was a little kid. She was unhappy when she heard that. She retorted with a wooden face: "We are not playing in the mud. It is our parents who are cooking for the children!"
Master Chen was delighted: "Look, even Yueming knows about father and mother! Yueming, are you father or mother?"
Chen Yueming: "Neither. I am Wangcai, the one who specializes in eating at home!"
——Isn’t that a dog!
Chen Lubai's eyes twitched, and she finally stopped eating. "No! My sister must be the ancestor! Whoever asked you to be Wangcai, I will go beat him up tomorrow!"
Her sister's eyes turned red: "The ancestors died a long time ago, sister, I don't want to die yet, I want to live."
"I think Lubai is doing well now."
Zhao Yun was freed from the painting spirit that fed on human yang energy, and finally he was no longer as pale as death as before. She was born beautiful, and at this moment the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a smile illuminated by a thin glow, making her look like a goddess or fairy.
Zhao Yunluo said, "A woman doesn't have to rely on her husband's family. Lubai lives under the same roof with us, she is free and unfettered, and her family is there to take care of her. If we really agree to let her go out, we will have to worry about whether she will be wronged."
Chen Lubai cheered and jumped for joy: "Sister-in-law is so nice!"
Chen Yaoguang glanced at his wife and smiled helplessly: "You just spoil her."
It should have been a happy occasion, but Ningning was eating her meal, but she felt like there was a stone blocking her heart and she couldn't even breathe smoothly.
The illusion did not end after Hua Mei died, which means the plot is still continuing.
But the harmonious and happy scene in the Chen Mansion at this moment had nothing to do with the crisis-ridden scene she had imagined. It was like a daffodil falling into a dirty sewer. No matter how elegant and refined it was, it would only make people feel weird.
It was already evening after the celebratory banquet. The extroverted Chen Lubai volunteered to take everyone for a walk around Goose City.
Echeng is a small county and its territory is not too large. Although the name cannot be described as elegant, the scenery in the city is breathtaking, with some of the charm of the Jiangnan water towns, with small bridges, flowing water, and green willows swaying on the shore.
"Strange, Goose City...I seem to have heard this name somewhere before."
Zheng Weiqi thought about it for a long time, but in the end she just frowned and said, "Where is it?"
He Zhizhou had just bought a string of candied haws and was shaking his head as he ate them: "Maybe Senior Sister Zheng was so eager to eat the goose that she got confused."
Chen Lubai was apparently quite familiar with the vendors in Goose City. When she walked down the street, people would shout to greet her one after another.
This Miss Chen was surprisingly not arrogant. She talked about everything from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life, from the blacksmith's wife giving birth to a child to the Li family's son passing the imperial examination to become a scholar. She chatted more excitedly than anyone else, and what she said could be compiled into half of a book, "Biographies of People in Goose City".
Ningning was amazed and looked around with interest. At the entrance of an alley hidden by the shadows of a building, she actually saw a familiar shadow.
——Chen Yueming, the second young lady of the Chen family, was gathering with a group of children, putting mud and weeds into a bowl and stirring it back and forth.
They shouted so loudly that everyone else present turned their heads. Although Chen Lubai was active by nature, she still had some dignity as a rich lady. She would never play in the mud in public. She immediately stroked her forehead and said, "Yue Ming!"
Chen Yueming, who looked 60% like her, raised her palm-sized face and grinned, "Sister!"
Glancing at the four people behind her, she looked at her friends beside her with great pride: "Look! That's the immortal who came to my house to exorcise demons!"
Then, as expected, there was a burst of wows and a group of children started chattering.
"Can my brother and sister fly?"
"I want to see sword dancing!"
"Do immortals also like to eat candied haws?"
Zheng Weiqi had been down the mountain many times and was well versed in how to get along with children. Upon hearing this, she smiled faintly, with the temperament of a hermit who was not surprised by fame or disgrace: "Since you want to see it, how about I perform a sword dance here?"
The little bean sprouts all exclaimed in unison.
With Zheng Weiqi's strength at the Nascent Soul stage, it was naturally impossible for her to practice sword skills with all her strength like she usually did. Sword dancing, sword dancing, with the word "dance", naturally takes on the nature of a highly entertaining performance.
I saw the long sword unsheathed, cutting off a ray of endless sunlight. The sword moves, a gust of wind appears, the white shirt flutters, and the sword shadow outlines a handsome white light like a swimming dragon in the air with the momentum of flowing clouds and water.
Zheng Weiqi deliberately restrained most of her strength, and her sword style was more casual and bold than it should be. In addition, her body movements were extremely light and fast, and ordinary people could only see the sword light flashing up and down, but could not clearly see her body shape with each move.
A few willow catkins floated slowly on the street, their light shadows almost blending into the air. As they fluttered, they were unexpectedly cut off by the sword's precise and accurate blade. Their spiritual energy exploded and shattered into tiny white catkins like dandelions.
Zheng Weiqi finished her sword dance, sheathed the sword, and smiled confidently: "How is it?"
"I know!"
A child raised his hand with stars in his eyes: "Sister is imitating the melon field under the moonlight! Poking up and down, it looks like it!"
The little girl next to him immediately retorted: "No! It was clearly a monkey climbing the mountain!"
Zheng Weiqi: …
Zheng Weiqi took a step back silently, expressionless, and just wanted to hit her head against the tofu and die.
Zheng Weiqi's sword dance did not end very peacefully. When she finished her performance, a group of children's eyes were all focused on Ningning.
Regardless of gender, age or status, everyone is keen on beautiful people and things. Ningning's appearance is particularly outstanding in Goose City and she immediately attracted the attention of the children.
She felt a little frightened by being stared at. She thought that there was no piano or violin here, and singing and dancing was too embarrassing. If she danced with the sword like a normal swordsman, she would probably not be able to escape the same fate as Zheng Weiqi.
She had already thought of the lines they would say after they finished watching: "Wow! Why is there a snake twitching and spasming!"
Or: "Wow! A sheet blowing in the wind!"
Spare her.
The children looked at her with envy in their eyes. Ningning was too embarrassed to refuse. After thinking for a moment, an idea finally occurred to her. She smiled and said, "Sister, let me show you a special skill!"
The bean sprouts, led by Chen Yueming, all widened their eyes in anticipation.
Then I saw the very beautiful sister draw a long sword from her waist and point the tip of the sword at myself.
Ning Ning looked normal, and even smiled at them: "Just watch!"
Without any precautions or worries, she just appeared in the world of these naughty kids, bringing them surprises and making them overwhelmed.
They are just children, but they have to endure the visual impact that is incompatible with this age group.
But the fairy sister's expression froze, and she pushed the sword towards her mouth little by little with a smile on her face.
Ningning grinned upwards.
This is her unique skill.
It is so pure and natural, carrying the 5,000-year history of China and civilization. It stands firm in the long history. It is both down-to-earth and represents the unique skills of the sword cultivation lineage. As long as it exists in the world, its legends will be everywhere.
——Sword swallowing is the most powerful!
She was quite satisfied with her performance, but the children nearby, who had never seen a sword since birth, did not think so.
Her eyes were so round and her mouth was open so wide, like a hanged ghost in a horror story, staring at them intently.
That expression seemed to be clearly announcing to the world: "I just swallowed a sword, and I will start eating children alive soon."
The three fellow disciples standing by also had different expressions.
The part of the sword that was exposed outside became shorter and shorter, and because they were facing Ningning, the children could not see the back of her head. But there is no doubt that he must have been stabbed in the head and was bleeding, with his brain turning into a blood-red tofu pudding.
What did they do wrong to be beaten to pieces by the hammer of fate?
The scene in the alley paused for a moment, like a freeze in a movie.
Then a cry of "Wow" was heard.
Seeing that the situation was not right, He Zhizhou quickly restrained Ningning and forced a smile on his face that was about to overflow, the greasy smile was enough to make a full banquet.
"I'm a man who used to be an oiran."
He lowered his voice and said with determination: "I will definitely be able to coax these naughty kids into submission, don't worry."
It's always bad news when this person appears. Zheng Weiqi just feels a chill on her back.
The children cried loudly, like several flush toilets buzzing together.
He Zhizhou smiled and said, "Don't cry, babies. Let the eldest brother sing a song for you."
He didn't get any response, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he got into position, slightly opened his lips, and uttered a familiar melody from his throat.
"Snowflakes are flying, the north wind is howling. The sky and the earth are all desolate—"
He Zhizhou sells his art but not his body, this is his specialty. After each performance, the audience applauds and screams.
He sang with tenderness and devotion, and in order to comfort the naughty child, he even used his spiritual power to conjure up halos the size of goose feathers.
The halo was as white as snow, floating down from his hands, much like Elsa building a castle. When it fell to the ground, it shattered into dazzling white light like sparks.
As a result, the children cried even harder.
Some were so scared that they spit all over the ground.
Some use their hands and feet to crawl on the ground.
Some buried their faces in the dirt, leaving only their bodies trembling and twisting.
Some neighbors couldn't stand it anymore and shouted at the top of their voices: "What are you doing in the alley?!"
Chen Yueming was out of breath and nearly cried to death in the midst of a group of children crawling around: "My sister killed herself, and my brother is burning paper money and singing funeral songs for her!"
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