"Bull-nose, be reasonable! If it hadn’t been for me dragging you out of the forest, you could’ve been stuck there for a year or half a year. How about we call it even and wipe the slate clean?"
"In your dreams!"
Taoist priest Qingfeng struck from mid-air, aiming a palm towards the Monk’s chest.
The night breeze whipped his robe into a flurry, his features ethereally handsome like jade, but his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The Monk dodged nimbly, avoiding his attack.
There weren’t many under the heavens who could evade a blow from Taoist priest Qingfeng.
In the moonlit night, the Monk’s beauty was like that of a bewitching deity.
With a smile playing on his lips, he captured a falling leaf between his fingers and sighed softly, "Ah, it’s just a bath I peeped at. Have you held a grudge for so many years?"
The handsome face of Taoist priest Qingfeng flashed with indignation as his killing move intensified, "Baldy! Prepare to die!"
The Monk laughed coldly, a swing of his arm turned the leaf in his fingers into a blade, whooshing towards Qingfeng’s brow in a deadly strike!
This move was also a killing one!
...
"All done peeing?" Xiao Hen looked toward Xiaojingkong who had just come out of the latrine, "Go wash your hands."
Xiaojingkong approached the well with a sulky little face to wash his hands.
Xiao Hen watched him with amusement, "Who are you making that face for?"
Xiaojingkong snorted, "The bad brother-in-law who won’t let me have candy!"
Xiao Hen raised an eyebrow, "It was Jiaojiao who wouldn’t let you eat it."
Xiaojingkong stomped his feet, hands on his hips, "But you were the one who told Jiaojiao my teeth were bad!"
Xiao Hen spoke innocently, "But your teeth are bad."
Xiaojingkong crossed his arms and turned his face away with a huff, "Hmph!"
This was a Dried Meat shop, and Xiao Hen casually bought some for Gu Jiao on the way.
Then Xiao Hen led Xiaojingkong to the Layered Pastry shop.
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