Chapter 18: Lu Wushuang disguises herself as a beggar and freeloads off Lin Bufan; Li Mochou comes chasing after her.



Sigh, in the end, I still chose the melon that quenches my thirst.

Despite clearly hating Yin Zhiping, she ultimately followed his example.

Xiaolongnu seemed to regret it. After tearing off the white cloth, she didn't want to talk to Lin Bufan and ran down Zhongnan Mountain to find Yang Guo.

"She has quite a temper."

Lin Bufan let Xiaolongnu leave and then descended Zhongnan Mountain.

He had other important matters to attend to—seeking an opportunity with the Free and Unfettered Sect.

If you wanted to take a shortcut from the Southern Song to the Northern Song, you had to go through the Mongolian region; otherwise, it would take several days.

Lin Bufan decided to take a shortcut.

"It's just a Mongol camp. As long as the Golden Wheel Monk doesn't come out, Lin Bufan is confident that with his strength, few Mongols can stand against him."

Being alone, coming and going freely, that's what it means to live a carefree life in the martial world.

Three days later, Lin Bufan arrived at a small town. He estimated that it would take another half a day to reach Mongolian territory, and another five or six days to reach the territory of the Northern Song Dynasty.

The road ahead is long, let's eat and drink our fill before we go.

Lin Bufan sat down in a tavern and ordered some food.

Not long after they started eating, a beggar dressed as a woman with a dirty face limped over, sat down, and picked up a steamed bun to eat without saying a word.

The way she wolfed down her food made it seem as if she hadn't eaten for days and was starving.

Lin Bufan frowned. Isn't this Huang Rong?

wrong.

Huang Rong is now Madam Guo; this girl is merely imitating Huang Rong.

So, should I emulate Guo Jing?

Pshaw, I'm not going to be that kind of sucker, letting people eat for free and give them money.

Lin Bufan stood up, grabbed the girl by the collar, and lifted her up.

"You think I'm easy to bully? You want to eat and take without paying?"

Hehehe.

The dirty-looking girl smiled apologetically and said, "I've been chased for days and I've been starving. Let me eat first, and I'll definitely pay you back another day."

Seeing that the girl was limping on one leg, with the left leg higher than the right, and looked pitiful, Lin Bufan felt compassion and let her go so she could eat a steamed bun.

"May I have your name?"

“Lu Wu…”

The girl was about to blurt it out when she suddenly stopped, her eyes darting around mischievously before she changed her mind and said, "Just call me Shuang'er."

He intentionally concealed his identity, but unfortunately, Lin Bufan had already overheard him.

"Oh, so you're Lu Wushuang. You're such a cute and pretty girl, how did you end up like this?"

"Ah, I...I...I'm not Lu Wushuang, you've mistaken me for someone else."

The girl quickly lowered her head and started eating a steamed bun under the table.

Lin Bufan found her embarrassed look amusing and reached out to lift her chin.

The little girl opened and closed her mouth as she ate, her cheeks puffed out, which was quite amusing.

At first glance, it vaguely resembles the Little Dragon Girl.

No wonder Yang Guo had feelings for her early on, pretended to be her husband, and let her call him "Silly Egg".

This woman is indeed quite beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Without a doubt, she is Lu Wushuang; Lin Bufan is absolutely certain of it.

Lu Wushuang slapped Lin Bufan's hand away and exclaimed, "I only ate a few steamed buns from you, why are you keeping pinching my chin, you annoying person."

"Ha ha ha ha……

Lin Bufan laughed loudly, wanting to continue teasing Lu Wushuang.

However, someone ruined the good thing.

Seven or eight beggars ran over from a distance. One of them pointed at Lu Wushuang and shouted to the leader, "Elder Han is her. She stole my treasured sword."

Lu Wushuang screamed in fright, "I only stole a knife, did you have to chase me all this way? You stingy people."

The beggar angrily said, "That's my ancestral sword, give it back to me now."

Lu Wushuang stuck out her tongue and made a face at the beggars, "Hehehe, no, I can't give it to you, I already threw it away on the roadside."

"What?! Damn little brat, you dared to lose our precious sword!"

The beggars were furious and rushed over with their sticks, ready to attack Lu Wushuang without any regard for her feelings.

Lu Wushuang quickly hid behind Lin Bufan, using him as a shield.

The beggars assumed that Lin Bufan and Lu Wushuang were in cahoots, and that Lin Bufan must have been involved in stealing the treasure sword.

Without further ado, and too lazy to ask any questions, he struck Lin Bufan on the head with the stick.

Lin Bufan let out a cold snort and soared into the air...

In the blink of an eye, he knocked down seven or eight beggars, who lay on the ground crying out for their parents and groaning in pain.

Elder Han frowned and stepped back from the crowd...

Well, everyone collapsed in front of him, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

Lin Bufan kicked out, and with a loud crack, it hit Elder Han squarely on the head.

Elder Han covered his face and fell to the ground, his limbs outstretched, forming the shape of the Chinese character "大" (big).

"No, please don't kill me, young hero, spare my life! I'm from the Beggars' Sect!"

Elder Han was bleeding from his mouth and nose, his voice was choked with sobs, and his expression was sorrowful, as if he was about to cry.

"We are the victims! You stole our Beggars' Sect's treasured sword, and when we came to ask for it back, you even attacked us! You..."

Lin Bufan turned to Lu Wushuang and asked, "You really lost the treasured sword?"

Lu Wushuang blinked her bright, watery eyes and exclaimed, "It's really lost! If you don't believe me, search me."

"You think you can just throw it away like that?" Lin Bufan turned to the beggars and shouted, "Get out of here! You're ruining my meal."

"Yes, yes, thank you for sparing my life, young hero."

The beggars quickly got up and dragged Elder Han, who couldn't get up, away in a panic.

After they had run far away, Lu Wushuang pulled out a large knife from under the table where Lin Bufan was eating, beaming with a triumphant look.

"Hehehe, what a fine knife." She stroked the blade.

Lin Bufan rudely snatched it, stroked the blade, and exclaimed, "It is indeed a fine knife. So, you hid it under the table as soon as you arrived?"

Lu Wushuang looked up and said, "Otherwise, where else would I hide it? On your person?"

"Quick-witted and eloquent."

Lin Bufan picked up Lu Wushuang and said in a cold and ruthless voice, "Why did you steal someone's treasured sword? Are you a born thief?"

"No, I need to deal with Li Mochou, how can I do that without a weapon?"

Lu Wushuang kicked her feet and shouted at Lin Bufan, "Let me go! Let me go first, you're hurting me!"

"I was just grabbing your clothes, I didn't hurt you at all."

The two were arguing when two beautiful Taoist nuns flew in from a distance.

One of them was twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a mature charm, graceful figure, and full and attractive appearance.

The other one was beautiful, with a refined appearance and a well-proportioned figure; she was also a great beauty.

These two, needless to say, are Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo, master and disciple.

Li Mochou flew over, flicking her whisk, and gave Lu Wushuang a contemptuous smile: "Disciple, you stole your master's Five Poisons Manual. When your master chased after you for it, you even tried to slash your master with a knife. Now you've come here. Let's see where you can run this time."

When Lu Wushuang saw Li Mochou, she was so frightened that tears welled up in her eyes. "Master, I was wrong. Please forgive me."

Hong Lingbo shouted, "Junior sister, quickly hand over the Five Poisons Manual and apologize to Master."

"Master, I was wrong, sob sob sob, please don't kill me."

Lu Wushuang faked crying and pretended to be pitiful.

Hong Lingbo pleaded for her, saying to Li Mochou, "Master, my junior sister has admitted her mistake. Please let her go and don't punish her."

Li Mochou's face was cold as she rebuked Hong Lingbo: "Do I need you to teach me how to discipline her?"

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