Beauty Bones (Nine)
Chapter Nine
Half an hour later.
Xie Yuan stood in front of the four men in black who were pinned down by hundreds of kilograms of rice sacks and unable to move.
"Tell me, which sect or school do you belong to?"
She remembered that last time, on the bodies of the men in black, her apprentice seemed to have taken out a dark, token-like object from them, but when she looked at those three just now, they didn't have it.
Could it be on the leader?
Xie Yuan gripped her sword, lost in thought.
"This woman has no martial arts skills, she just knows how to be clever."
While they were talking, they shook off the rice sacks on their bodies and got up.
The man in black who went to tattle got a hard flick on the forehead from the leader. "Did a dog eat your eyes?"
The man in black who gave the report was devastated and had nowhere to turn for justice. It couldn't be! He had clearly witnessed this witch using evil magic to kill his three accomplices.
"Let's go, all of us!"
When Xie Yuan caught sight of the red-clad youth, she immediately turned pale. "Clang," came the sound of a sword falling to the ground.
The four men in black were stunned by this turn of events. The girl, who had just been calmly questioning them, was now pale-faced and had thrown herself into the arms of their target. In a trembling, choked voice, she pointed at them and said, "Young Master Song, they bullied me!"
As Xie Yuan spoke, she squeezed out a few crocodile tears, looked at Song Ling with a pitiful expression, and blinked, taking the "dog relying on its master's power" to the extreme.
Four men in black: ? ? ?
Just now, they were looking at them like they were ants, telling them to come at them all at once to save time. Where did their arrogance go?
The men in black never understood how they died.
At the same time, an extremely thin bloodstain, barely visible to the naked eye, appeared on their necks, and they all died on the spot with a "thud".
The four of them still had expressions of disbelief at how quickly Xie Yuan's expression had changed.
Xie Yuan cheered and clapped from behind, "Young Master Song, you're amazing!"
The young apprentice's swordsmanship has not declined over the years; she is even better than she was back then. Indeed, the student has surpassed the teacher. Not bad, not bad, she has the style of her younger self.
Song Ling deftly sheathed her sword, twirled it beautifully, put her hands behind her back, and looked at her.
How did you get here?
Xie Yuan came running over again, answering confidently, "I followed you here."
Song Ling: As expected of her, she can turn black into white, and with such presence.
"Why are you following me for no reason? You don't know any martial arts."
Song Ling turned and walked towards the village gate casually.
The moonlight was bright and clear.
"I have something to do. I brought you food. Besides, so what if I don't know martial arts? I can run really fast. Don't you know the Thirty-Six Stratagems? Running away is one of the most brilliant military tactics." She skipped along, stepping on his long, tall shadow as she caught up with him.
Xie Yuan gave a reasoned and well-founded analysis, and didn't forget to ask for the opinion of the person involved, "What do you think?"
Song Ling didn't speak, but suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "Come here."
"What's the matter?"
Xie Yuan slowly moved in front of him, blinking at him innocently.
"You did this?"
Xie Yuan followed his gaze and glanced at the two men in black who were bowing to each other through the heart during the wedding ceremony. She covered her mouth in surprise, "Wow, why are they killing each other?!"
Xie Yuan quickly hid behind him again, defending herself: "I struggle even to lift a sword, how could I possibly have that kind of skill?" She tugged at the chain at his waist, "You agree, right?"
Xie Yuan is seeking advice again...
"That's true, let's go then."
"Mmm!"
While he wasn't looking, Xie Yuan nervously patted her chest behind him, almost giving herself away.
——
"Young Master Song, I can't walk anymore!"
On the way up the mountain, perhaps driven by the extra motivation of this being her first time doing a stalking mission, she didn't feel tired at all.
However, since she had already sparred with the man in black, and her record was verifiable...
Today's amount of exercise is far beyond her current physical capabilities.
Song Ling could have used her light-footed skill to walk, but she chose to walk instead in order to accompany her.
He's tall and has long legs; one of his strides is equivalent to several of hers. Even when he slowed down, it was still quite a struggle for her. She was being very considerate by not walking herself; she couldn't very well ask him to carry her back...
Xie Yuan found a large rock by the roadside, sat down, and refused to move. She said weakly, "Young Master Song, you should go back first. I'll rest for a while before I leave."
After Xie Yuan finished speaking, she wrapped the package and entered a state of blankness, questioning the meaning of life.
A moment later, a shadow fell over her, and she caught a glimpse of the corner of his robe out of the corner of her eye.
Just as she was about to look up, the other person had already knelt down on one knee in front of her. "What? You knelt for half the night last night, and you still have the energy to follow me so far. If I didn't really not be able to sense any internal energy in you, I would have suspected that you were an assassin sent to kill me."
Xie Yuan was exhausted and listlessly met his amused, teasing eyes. She didn't forget to retort, "Hmph, what do you know? Human potential is limitless. This just shows that I have good physical fitness."
"You're still laughing? Don't think I won't hit you just because you're good-looking." Xie Yuan deliberately curled her other hand into a small fist and fiercely punched him in front of his handsome face.
"Then I really want to see it for myself." Song Ling said, leaning her face closer to the camera.
"I'm too weak now." Xie Yuan withdrew her hand just before he got close, and instead rested her chin on her hands on her knees, staring intently at his face.
How can someone be so good-looking?
"It's okay, you can wait until you regain your strength before you beat me up." Song Ling stopped right in front of her and smiled knowingly.
Xie Yuan was momentarily stunned by his sudden laughter.
There's no need to be so understanding. She just said it casually. Who would go out of their way to ask someone to beat them up? Isn't that just masochistic? What kind of weird stuff did he learn while she was away?
The distance between them inexplicably reminded her of the day they reunited, only this time was different. That time, in the prison, she couldn't help but be startled by his sudden movements, but this time it was just the two of them, no one else around, only the bright moon and gentle breeze passing by. Her heart seemed to skip a beat again; this was the second time…
An extremely absurd thought flashed through her mind: Could it be that she also coveted her own disciple?
In all honesty, she was a proper master!
No way, no way! It must be because my little apprentice is too good-looking! I almost lost my composure and disturbed my Dao heart!
I'll definitely find an opportunity to remind him later that he's not interested in other girls and shouldn't get so close to them, lest he attract unwanted attention.
"Even if I regain my strength, I won't be able to hit you. You're too good-looking, I can't bring myself to do it. I'm afraid I might take advantage of you. You'd better be careful and protect yourself." Xie Yuan made up some nonsense to appease him, just hoping he would shut up for a while. Where did his aloofness go? Now he even had time to tease her.
"It's nothing more than a shell. As the princess of Dongling, haven't you seen enough of that?"
"What do you mean by 'it's all just a pretty face'? Don't underestimate the importance of looks. Throughout the history of every dynasty, how many emperors didn't fall for the charms of beautiful women and give up their kingdoms for them? Don't you understand the concept of 'femme fatale'?"
Xie Yuan rested half her face on her knees with her hand and earnestly explained.
"So the reason you followed me all over the mountains is because I'm good-looking enough to catch your eye."
"That's not quite right. To be honest, your face is the most beautiful I've ever seen in my life."
Xie Yuan's words were indeed spoken with a clear conscience. Before Song Ling came into this world, she had followed her master and met many people.
The world is vast, and she has seen countless people, including many good-looking ones.
But she never had that amazing, unforgettable feeling.
As for her first impression of Song Ling, it dates back to her past life when she was on her way to kill him because of a mission.
The system describes him as the culprit who will cause chaos in the world in the future, resulting in widespread suffering and misery (a supremely handsome and evil man with unparalleled combat power that surpasses the protagonist, a villain capable of destroying everything).
When Xie Yuan received the mission, she thought she had been transported to some chuunibyou world. The system's description was hilarious. How could anyone look like that? Did they really think she was so naive that she would judge someone by their appearance?
As a result, she was proven wrong the very next second.
At that time, he was just a three-year-old child. Although he was locked in the cold and damp cave in a sorry state, his long black hair hung down to his ankles, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and he was as cold as a dead person. His skin was a sickly white that had never seen the sun for many years. He was so exquisite and beautiful that he didn't look like a real person at all.
Xie Yuan's first reaction was, "This kid is freaking handsome!"
She hadn't really seen through the system's claims that he had world-destroying abilities.
All she could see was that this stunningly beautiful face was indeed astounding as she thought. It was so incredibly beautiful that even though she was a transmigrator, she had read over a hundred novels before transmigrating, and after transmigrating, she had become much more knowledgeable.
However, upon first seeing him, she couldn't think of any adjectives to describe how handsome his face was.
Phrases like "a gentleman as beautiful as jade," "unparalleled in the world," or "a peerless beauty, unmatched in the world" all fall short of describing him.
She had a premonition back then that when he grew up, countless young girls would be infatuated with his face.
Unexpectedly, he went and became an assassin. What assassin's career can be seen in the light? Moreover, death could happen at any time. It was too dangerous. She had gone to great lengths to raise him and gave him love and care, not to let him step into another, deeper abyss.
Song Ling is someone the world doesn't acknowledge.
The system's existence was solely for the purpose of erasing him.
But no one was willing to truly understand him.
But she would always remember the indescribable joy she felt when he first acknowledged her as his master. It was as if a seed that had long since withered and died had been revived and sprouted tender shoots after being watered with morning dew for hundreds of days and nights.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com