Chapter 41 Chaoyun Kingdom - Chaos Pearl (Part 5) You took my money, go...
When the two returned to the main city road, the streets were already lined with colorful firearms, like flocks of geese. Each firearm was made in the shape of an animal head. The vehicle for the animal performance was installed and rehearsals began. The crowd of onlookers grew more and more crowded as the night deepened.
Shi Xianxue wanted to buy so many things: rouge, face powder, silver hairpins, earrings, and all sorts of decorations. However, the prices in Kyoto were outrageously high. After buying the little yellow croaker for the little sea monster, she was even more strapped for cash. So she grabbed Wu Xiutang, who was looking unhappy, and praised him to the skies.
Wu Xiutang only wanted to get back to the inn as soon as possible to discuss with Song Qingshu and the others about giving up the Chaos Pearl and taking the Demon-Subduing Sword first. He was not patient with Shi Xianxue at all. He turned his gaze away and did not respond no matter how she gestured to him.
Shi Xianxue's throat was practically parched, and seeing that he remained unmoved, her face turned red with frustration.
She had no choice but to shamelessly press closer: "It's so beautiful! I wish some handsome young man could buy it for me."
"In that case, throwing things at me and putting me in danger would wipe the slate clean."
Cancel it all?
You only remember his bad points, huh? What a heartless woman.
Too much kindness breeds resentment, and too much love breeds hatred. He was too kind to her, which allowed her to be so unrestrained and spout such nonsense.
Wu Xiutang sneered, grabbed her wrist with his large hand, and started to walk forward without saying a word.
The jewelry stall was crowded with customers, mostly pretty young women with budding hearts, who shyly squeezed around Wu Xiutang and casually tossed handkerchiefs embroidered with mandarin ducks at him.
The strong smell of cosmetics was more pungent than dust. Colorful, moving chunks of flesh oblivious to his presence pressed against him. He would dodge one, only to have another shove up at any gap. He trampled all the handkerchiefs, still smelling of women's fragrance, under his feet. Walls of people made it impossible for him to move an inch.
Wu Xiutang became even more displeased, his face showing a look that seemed ready to unleash a storm.
Just as he couldn't help but draw his sword, Shi Xianxue, who had been pulling him forward by the wrist, suddenly broke free and stared at him intently through the crowd.
As the soft touch in her palm left, Wu Xiutang turned around and met her blank yet subtly manic gaze, and immediately sensed something was wrong.
His palms were slightly sweaty. Before he could even finish saying "What are you doing?", Shi Xianxue suddenly flashed a smile that said, "I'm about to cause trouble," and then—
It tilted straight down.
Wu Xiutang: ...
The originally crowded people made way for her sudden attack, creating a large open space.
Shi Xianxue became reckless because of the special material of the silk.
She rolled on the spot, crying out like a child, "Why won't you buy it for me? I want this! I've been with you for so long, I've missed you so much, why won't you even buy me a box of rouge! I might as well die."
The shouts, like arrows whistling from a bow, pierced the sky. Passersby thought the fireworks display at the Prince of Lu's Mansion had been brought forward and crowded around.
For a moment, it was even more lively than the performance of a hundred beasts, with people pointing and commenting on the two of them as if they were watching monkeys.
Wu Xiutang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice, "Enough! Get up!"
As he was about to grab her, Shi Xianxue twisted and screamed and crawled, scaring the onlookers into hiding, afraid of being entangled by the crazy woman.
Kyoto women live life with clarity: a man who spends money on you may not necessarily love you, but a man who doesn't spend money on you definitely doesn't love you.
Even the most handsome man can have his image tarnished if he's stingy.
The butterflies' admiration turned into intense contempt. They felt deep sympathy for Shi Xianxue, who was rolling on the ground and acting spoiled. They criticized him, saying, "What a stingy man! How much are these cosmetics worth? It's really ugly how he's so stingy and unwilling to spend money on his wife."
"I'll just pretend I was blind; this pretty boy is all show and no substance."
“But my family is rich. This pretty boy is exactly my type. Whether he sells himself or not, I can give him money.”
"Sister, let's eat something good."
Wu Xiutang was so angry with her that he had a headache. He took a few heavy breaths and could barely maintain his composure. He squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Shi Xianxue, I'm angry."
His tone carried a faint sense of death, and Shi Xianxue's self-awareness told her that she had to restrain herself, otherwise she would become a corpse exuding a strong sense of death the next moment.
Shi Xianxue's sobs subsided, and she lay on the ground, looking at him with tears in her eyes: "Then will you buy it for me?"
Wu Xiutang looked at the fake tears in her eyes, closed his eyes again, and said, "If you don't get up—"
Shi Xianxue readily agreed and jumped up. After regaining her balance, she hopped a few times to stand in front of him, her face serene and obedient, a stark contrast to her earlier tantrum.
She stretched out her hand, her fair palm facing upwards: "I'm up."
Wu Xiutang stared at her expressionlessly for a few moments, then the knot in the Wuliang cloth bag loosened, and with two whooshing sounds, two glittering gold ingots flew out and landed in Shi Xianxue's palm.
The onlookers exclaimed in amazement.
Just a moment ago, she was mocking Wu Xiutang as a pretty boy, but after seeing the gold ingot clearly, her face turned pale, and she ran away as fast as she could when Wu Xiutang's murderous gaze came over.
Shi Xianxue shook her head: "Not enough, not enough, I want more."
Three ingots, four ingots, five ingots, Shi Xianxue was still shaking her head. Wu Xiutang didn't want to face the scene from just now. She was shameless, but he still had to, so he simply threw the Golden Boy over.
The little boy is a golden toad, unlike those toads which are ugly. Instead, it has smooth skin and round eyes like the beautiful nightshade fruit in the mountains. It is not even as big as Shi Xianxue's palm. Upon receiving its master's command, it obediently squats in the palm of his hand.
Shi Xianxue was slightly disgusted, but couldn't resist the temptation of money. Suddenly, she remembered something: "Didn't you say..."
"Just kidding."
Shi Xianxue's expression became extremely joyful. It was as if she saw an endless golden mountain in front of her. Overwhelmed with emotion, she couldn't contain herself and jumped up to kiss Wu Xiutang on the chin before taking off.
It felt like something incredibly soft and smooth brushed against his chin, fleeting and in an instant. Wu Xiutang didn't react at first, until that slender figure disappeared into the surging crowd. Only then did he belatedly touch the skin with that strange touch, his expression blank.
He slowly turned his eyes, his nerves taut.
As the stone slab skimmed across the water's surface, it created ripples, and my thoughts drifted away with the spreading ripples.
Why did you kiss him again?
Was it because he liked me, or simply because he gave me gold?
If it's because she was given gold... does that make her kiss so cheap?
She was indeed a frivolous woman, but he gave it to her in the Misty Forest, so why didn't he...?
Realizing what he was thinking, Wu Xiutang quickly lowered his hand and stood frozen in place for a full five seconds before coming to his senses. Only then did he realize that the figure that had been giving him a headache was no longer in the crowd.
Wearing the divination chart, Wu Xiutang wasn't worried about losing sight of her. However, when that pink hue disappeared from his sight, he couldn't help but furrow his brow.
Fortunately, before his anger could surge again, Shi Xianxue returned carrying a pile of colorful junk.
The autumn night was cool, and every now and then a comfortable breeze would ruffle the branches on the bank that were covered with green leaves. Shi Xianxue was slightly out of breath, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her fair forehead.
Her cheeks were rosy and her almond-shaped eyes were bright. When she looked at him, she had to tilt her head back, and her eyes would curve into a slight smile, the light in her eyes increasing rather than decreasing.
She stuffed all the trinkets she had bought into Wu Xiutang's arms, her expression so natural that it seemed as if the kiss just now was merely his imagination.
"I have too many things to carry. Can you shrink them all and put them in Doraemon's pocket?"
It's always like this. One second she's doing this to him, the next she's acting like it never happened. She's become so used to intimate gestures that they've even become familiar with them.
How many people has she done this to, with such skill? Could Zhou Zheyue and Li Fuchao have also been treated this way?
An inexplicable fire suddenly surged within my internal organs, igniting all my emotions with a roar.
He looked at the girl's innocent face and wanted to sneer again.
Yes, if she can treat him like this, then what about Zhou Zheyue, who is on good terms with her?
That frivolous, damned woman.
He lowered his eyelashes to look at the things that could only be described as rubbish, his anger surging within him. He didn't care about her address and said coldly, "I might as well give you the Boundless Cloth Bag."
Shi Xianxue's face lit up with surprise: "Really? Is that possible?"
"I remember asking you this before," Wu Xiutang said cruelly, "Don't you ever look in the mirror?"
Shi Xianxue: "...I didn't ask you to do anything excessive for me. Can't you just help me pack it up? Besides, Doraemon's pocket is so big, these things of mine don't take up much space at all!"
"If you can't carry it, just throw it away. Do you think the Wuliang Bag will hold all sorts of junk?"
"Junk?" Shi Xianxue was not having it. She took out a clay doll shaped like a donkey carrying a wine bottle and introduced it with great interest: "This is called a clay whistle or a doll whistle. It's actually a whistle. You can make a sound by blowing on it. And this cloth tiger is actually a red tiger hat. This is a sheep horn lantern. These are kites, bamboo horses, and bamboo dragonflies. These are the crystallization of the wisdom and labor of the working people."
Most importantly, she spent twenty ingots of gold to buy something fun.
Wu Xiutang remained unmoved. "I'm going back."
Shi Xianxue nodded and pushed the things into his arms, "Then give me the Doraemon bag, I still have things to buy for Brother Li and the others."
Wu Xiutang laughed in genuine anger, "You took my money to buy things for other men? Shi Xianxue, is there something wrong with you?"
"What do you mean 'your money' and 'my money'? Your money is my money." Shi Xianxue tried to manipulate him, saying earnestly, "Besides, it's not like I'm not going to buy it for you. Look, all of these are for you. Although they may not seem useful now, you'll understand my good intentions later."
Upon hearing that they were all bought for him, Wu Xiutang was stunned. His thin lips turned red, and he was about to say something when the animal performance team stirred up quite a commotion.
A sharp cry suddenly erupted from the laughing crowd, followed by a jumble of heads and chaotic footsteps as people scattered in all directions.
As Shi Xianxue held the cloth tiger and looked in the direction of the animal performance, several sparking animal heads simultaneously spun and crashed towards her.
If she were hit by it, she would probably be splattered with blood and die on the spot.
When a person is in a state of extreme fear, their body is unable to react in any way.
Her body stiffened, her breathing stopped, and before she could dodge, a strong arm wrapped around her waist.
The next instant, her legs lifted off the ground, and Shi Xianxue could clearly sense the huge difference in the strength of the male and female arm muscles through the thin fabric.
His muscles were well-defined and powerful; when he wrapped one arm around her waist, the slightly bulging muscles pressed tightly against the skin of her stomach.
The surrounding scenery changed rapidly before my eyes.
The two switched directions, and before they could even stand still, the arm around their waist had already been pulled away.
Shi Xianxue stumbled forward a few steps, scattering the things in her arms on the ground. When she looked back, she could only see a black shadow that was almost a blur.
The dark hem of his robe fluttered in the wind as the young man stood in the void, backlit by the light. His wrists moved with astonishing speed through the crowd. Before she could even see how he made his move, several snow blades flashed through the air and struck the beast's head with blinding light.
The next moment, the several beast heads, as large as cartwheels, were spun around by the force and crashed into the animal rack.
With a loud bang, the car frame was shattered, and countless black wisps shot from the car frame into the sky, swirling in the air like demonic clouds for a long time.
The moon obscured the stars, and the flames that crashed down from the eight pearl curtains, scorching the crowd, made the situation even more chaotic.
Shi Xianxue stared in shock at the black mist and blurted out, "Yin Chi!"
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