Chapter 179: The Trial of the Village Chief of Zhuoma
Zhuang Xiaoman told Yan Zhuoma about Mo Haoxi and decided to stay in Yan's house for one night.
However, she did not tell Yan Zhuoma about the three Mo brothers, nor did she mention that she had become a warrior.
Because that would expose Lu Dong’s secret of being a warrior...
"Xiaoman, thank you."
Yan Zhuoma looked at Zhuang Xiaoman who had been busy at home for most of the day and said gratefully.
"Chief Zhuoma, this is what I should do!" Zhuang Xiaoman said quickly.
Yan Zhuoma smiled and said: "You don't have to be so formal. Seeing that you have been busy for a long time, let me give you a massage to relax!"
Zhuang Xiaoman was startled and waved his hands repeatedly: "How, how can this be allowed?"
"Actually, I'm a newbie and I want to find someone to practice with. You can just think of it as helping me."
Yan Zhuoma showed a warm smile, like a warm-hearted big sister.
"Then, what about that? Okay...what should I do..." Zhuang Xiaoman had no choice but to agree.
Yan Zhuoma said: "You just need to lie on the bed."
"Oh...thank you, Chief Zhuoma..."
Yan Zhuoma then led Zhuang Xiaoman to the guest room.
Zhuang Xiaoman was lying on the bed nervously, thinking that the revered village chief Zhuoma was about to give her a massage, her heart was beating hard, and her little hands were so nervous that she didn't know where to place them.
Yan Zhuoma sat elegantly on the edge of the bed, placed her hands on Zhuang Xiaoman's legs, and began to knead them gently.
"!" Zhuang Xiaoman's leg muscles tightened suddenly, and his hands clenched into small fists.
This massage...is different from what I imagined!
"Xiaoman, you happened to meet Lu Dong and Ning'er while you were hunting. You and Ning'er are quite destined!"
While pressing the button, she chatted casually with Zhuang Xiaoman.
"Ah? Well, um..."
Zhuang Xiaoman pursed his lips and replied guiltily.
Yan Zhuoma raised his eyes and glanced at her expression, and asked lightly: "How is it? Did I press it well?"
"No...no, the pressure is...very good!" Zhuang Xiaoman tensed up and replied with a smile.
"That's good, let me massage your upper body again."
Yan Zhuoma's hand fell on Zhuang Xiaoman's waist.
Zhuang Xiaoman held his breath and replied: "Thank you... thank you!"
Suddenly, she trembled all over.
Because Yan Zhuoma's hand gently covered her proud snow peak, as if... measuring her size.
"Compared with Ning'er, your figure is really comparable!" Yan Zhuoma said with deep feeling.
"Zhuo, Zhuoma Village Chief..."
Zhuang Xiaoman couldn't help but become even more nervous when she heard Yan Zhuoma mention Yan Ning again.
Yan Zhuoma stopped the massage and looked at her with a smile on her face, "Okay, you can get up."
"Ah?" Zhuang Xiaoman didn't expect it to end so soon, and was really surprised and happy.
"Someone told me that my massage technique was terrible and asked me to stop giving massages to others."
Yan Zhuoma shrugged her shoulders, full of regret.
"ah?"
Zhuang Xiaoman sat up from the bed, feeling that he couldn't keep up with Yan Zhuoma's thoughts at all. He didn't know what to say other than "Ah".
Yan Zhuoma's eyes flashed with cunning, she looked at Zhuang Xiaoman and said, "I actually just want to see who is better in terms of your figure compared with Ning'er."
Zhuang Xiaoman was stunned again, "Why, why..."
Yan Zhuoma did not answer, but asked with a smile: "Don't you like Xiaodong?"
"Ah... um, um, I don't like it..."
Zhuang Xiaoman did not dare to look directly into Yan Zhuoma's eyes.
Yan Zhuoma's tone was still gentle and asked again: "Why?"
Zhuang Xiaoman replied nervously: "When he was treating Village Chief Yan Ning, the needle, the needle pricked me..."
She felt her face was a little hot and quickly lowered her head.
"Oh." Yan Zhuoma didn't seem to notice the abnormality in Zhuang Xiaoman's expression, and just responded lightly.
But then, she added: "Xiaodong also gave me a needle."
"Ah!" Zhuang Xiaoman suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Zhuoma.
Yan Zhuoma looked at her and asked, "Why are you so surprised? He gave me acupuncture, shouldn't he give me acupuncture?"
Zhuang Xiaoman responded sarcastically: "Yes, yes, it should be..."
Yan Zhuoma looked at her meaningfully, patted her shoulder, and then stood up.
"Okay, it's already night, you should have a good sleep! You can't have a good night's sleep just because some Mo Haoxi came here. Not only do you have a home but you can't go back, and you can't even have a good sleep at the village chief of Zhuoma."
"Okay, okay! Chief Zhuoma, please go to bed early too!" Zhuang Xiaoman responded.
"Well, I am indeed tired, so I went back to my room to sleep."
After Yan Zhuoma finished speaking, he turned around and left the guest room.
"Good night, Chief Zhuoma!"
Looking at Yan Zhuoma's back, Zhuang Xiaoman sat on the bed and rubbed her little hands nervously.
Did the village chief of Zhuoma discover something...
late at night.
Zhuang Xiaoman was sitting on the bed in the guest room practicing the Taiyi Fist Technique.
Suddenly, there seemed to be an unusual noise coming from the direction of Yan Zhuoma's room. She immediately jumped out of bed warily and listened.
There is indeed a strange noise!
Zhuang Xiaoman no longer hesitated and immediately ran towards Yan Zhuoma's room.
The door to Yan Zhuoma's room was open, and the screen at the door fell down!
Through the moonlight outside the window, you can see a strange white mist shrouding Yan Zhuoma's bed.
A beautiful figure was rolled up by something and suspended in the white mist.
Zhuang Xiaoman's pupils dilated instantly.
Although the figure was hazy, she could still tell that it was Yan Zhuoma!
"Chief Zhuoma!"
She immediately thought of the "Legend of Evil Spirits". Did the evil spirits capture the village chief of Zhuoma?!
"Huh? Why are there warriors?"
In the mist, a woman's surprised voice came.
At this time, Zhuang Xiaoman also sensed the aura of a warrior in the strange mist!
Warriors can sense each other's martial aura.
The breaths of Ming Jin, Dark Jin and Hua Jin all have different characteristics.
Through the breath, a warrior can more easily tell whether the opponent's martial strength is bright or dark.
But it is not easy to accurately judge the opponent's specific rank through breath.
Especially when the realm is not much different from the other party, or even inferior to the other party.
Zhuang Xiaoman saw clearly that it was a woman hiding in the darkness shrouded in fog, controlling two white silk ribbons in her hands to wrap around Yan Zhuoma's body.
She suddenly remembered that Lu Dong had told her when he was expelling evil spirits from Yan Ning in the morning that the "evil spirit legend" in the village was actually just the Cheng family's work.
I was too nervous just now and didn't react for a while.
After thinking about it, she immediately understood what happened.
It must be Mo Haoxi who used evil spirits as a cover to deal with Yan Zhuoma!
The woman in the darkness is none other than Mo Haoxi!
Her martial art is the same as the three brothers of the Mo family, which is "Xingyi Liuhe Quan", but she practices "Snake Form".