Chapter 381 What is Your Identity?
Jiaying finally glanced at Yue Mushan.
The tips of the branches hang down naturally. Jiaying's calligraphy is vigorous and powerful, with sharp and upright characters, which is consistent with the sense of alienation and coldness he gives people.
He asked Yue Mushan in a rather impolite tone: "Who are you, her herald?"
Yue Mushan was speechless.
Jiaying is indeed a highly accomplished monk. Due to his job requirements, he debates with others all year round and has a quick mind. Although he is taciturn, he is actually very sharp-tongued. He can speak with great effect and a simple sentence can directly hit Yue Mushan's weak point.
Yue Mushan did some reading comprehension in just a moment and interpreted several layers of meaning.
The most superficial layer: Know your position clearly. Are you Ye Xiaoman’s husband? If not, what position do you have to stand up for her romantic debts and ask her to talk to me in person?
The second meaning is blatant contempt: You deserve it.
This kind of contempt was consistent with Jing Zhui's. They looked at him as a lowly toy, something that Ye Xiaoman used for fun on a whim. In terms of family status, he was a pet cat, and they never took him seriously.
Yue Mushan was young and hot-tempered after all, and he didn't know how to endure. A surge of anger rose in his chest.
"you……"
He grabbed the edge of his apron and forced himself to suppress the anger.
The tone he used when speaking to Jiaying was no longer as polite as before.
"My position beside Sister Yin is very important to me. Master has been with us day and night these past few days. Isn't it clear to me?"
The boy raised his thin chin.
"Master, is there something you want at all costs?"
Yue Mushan was troubled by this.
In order to get rid of the wild man who had gotten close to Ye Xiaoman, according to common sense, one had to give him money, a house, a flying boat, elixirs, and magic weapons, but Jiaying had nothing missing.
Jiaying ignored him, turned around and continued writing scriptures without saying a word to Yue Muchan.
The contempt for Yue Mushan's "unworthiness" is carried through throughout.
Jiaying was very good at making people angry without being noticed. Yue Mushan bit his lower lip and couldn't even maintain a fake smile.
Jiaying, according to the storytelling that Yue Mushan had heard, was a favorite concubine in the harem who pretended to be indifferent all day long. In order to distinguish herself from other coquettish and slutty women, she used the self-proclaimed nobleness of being untainted by mud and played a trick of both accepting and rejecting, and controlled the king tightly.
Humph, Jiaying is dreaming. He is so pretentious and fake, acting like a moral role model. It is definitely hard to get along with him. I can't imagine that anyone would be willing to live with such a man. Ye Xiaoman would not be attracted to him.
Yue Mushan deeply disliked Jiaying in his heart.
If Jiaying doesn't cooperate, he can save himself the trouble.
"Master, if you want any compensation, feel free to come to my demon world and get it."
Yue Mushan said this and turned away.
The wooden door slammed shut with a bang.
Jiaying calmly finished writing the second half of the sutra.
After writing the last stroke, he stood still, in the center of the scripture.
If you stand on a high place and look, you will see that the sentences in the scriptures are arranged in a dense and sparse manner, and the words are cleverly integrated to form a Buddha's hand seal, which contains infinite mysteries.
Golden light overflowed from the scriptures, rising slowly like broken gold, converging on Jiaying and healing him.
After the golden light dimmed, Jiaying lifted the sleeve of his left hand, revealing the wrist that had been tightly covered in front of Yue Mushan.
A faint light white pattern appeared on his wrist.
It looks like the scales of a white snake, and is still in the shape of snake scales, as if it were drawn in fine brushwork. It has not yet become a real thing. It is arranged on the surface of the white jade skin, appearing both beautiful and weird.
The purifying effect of the scriptures is useless against snake scales.
There was no strong emotional fluctuation on Jiaying's face, and there was confusion between his eyebrows.
The snake scales began to form from the day it came into contact with Ye Xiaoman, and continued to spread in an unstoppable manner.
He tried many methods but was unable to remove the mutation from his body.
He was used to being invincible, and this was a very strange feeling, as if he was watching his own decline and was unable to do anything about it.
Strange, ghost energy should have no effect on him...
Ye Xiaoman used the excuse of being busy with her career and fearing being beaten, so she didn't dare to see Jiaying for the time being.
Fortunately, although she has encountered some setbacks in her relationship, her career is unstoppable.
Guizhu covers a vast area, and the land beneath it is made up of countless ships. The former leader bullied the locals, bullied men and women, and recruited many followers to expand the territory to its current size.
She owned this small island in the sea, which was much more comfortable than living in a broken ship and wandering around.
Ye Xiaoman decided to inherit the will of the three deceased heads of the family and make persistent efforts to further expand the territory.
The Scorpion's subordinates followed her instructions and spread the live video of her executing the third in command, leaving a declaration to the surrounding landlords: either surrender or die.
In the next few days, countless people came to surrender.
They all came here on behalf of nearby islands and villages.
Half of the people came because of the name of the Holy Son of Jiaying. The Holy Son is a ray of light that cuts through the boundless darkness and is the agent of gods and Buddhas. Following him means hope.
The other half is because of Ye Xiaoman’s reputation for cruelty.
"The three leaders of Guizhu were burned to death or skinned alive just because they said something she didn't like. They died horribly."
"Yeah, after receiving her photo ball, who would dare not come?"
"I heard that the Holy Son just said something against her killing, and she slapped him in front of everyone. She beat him to tears on the spot!"
"She even dares to attack the Holy Son? What a devil! Even if the devil Jing Zhui is resurrected, he will still worship her as his master."
"Who is this Master Yin, exactly?"
"She seems to be a powerful Divine Transformation Master. She usually pretends to be in the Qi Refining Stage and returns to the Novice Village to bully the weak. She will bully anyone who dares to disrespect her."
"Oh, so strong! I'm scared to death!"
"We'll see her later. Everyone, be humble and behave yourself. It doesn't matter if you die, but don't implicate me."
The surrounding landlords spread rumors and treated Ye Xiaoman with great respect, and obediently handed over the ship deed.
Ye Xiaoman achieved great results in just this one trip. The number of ship deeds she collected was more than what the old monk Chang Hui had collected in hundreds of years.
But there are still some stubborn ones who are unwilling to come and submit.
Ye Xiaoman sent another younger brother over to deliver a harsh warning, "If you don't hand over the boat deeds, wait for Master Yin and the Holy Son to come and punish you."
The results were minimal.
The younger brothers said to Ye Xiaoman in embarrassment, "Those hundreds of stubborn residents will probably require you to lead your troops to defeat them. Not only are they refusing to surrender, they're even threatening to attack our stronghold."
"Especially that fake Yongning Temple. They have some followers in our area. The monks are very arrogant, saying they only listen to the Holy Son. If we want to persuade them to surrender, we should send Master Jiaying to persuade them personally."
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