Chapter 601 The young chivalrous gentleman, the beauty's scheming (1)
Tou'er retreated to a corner of the warehouse, even breathing seemed labored.
Uneasiness and fear finally appeared in his eyes, and only the last ray of stubbornness filled his eyes, preventing tears from falling.
Only then did Yang Chaoxi realize that the Shadow Sword in his hand had actually opened a wound on the smooth goose neck. The wound was short and shallow, but it did not prevent some warm blood from oozing out. The blood crawled down the neck, crossing the neck.
The bones flowed to the chest, and then followed an obvious ravine and disappeared into the sweatshirt.
The green under the sweatshirt fluctuates, just like Tou'er's state of mind at this time. On the stiff and solemn face, a pair of vivid apricot eyes are misty, revealing three parts of anger, three parts of hatred, and three parts of panic.
There is also a bit of grievance.
"I didn't know which female thief it was just now. She thought she had someone under her control. She wanted to threaten her with her life in order to ask for the whereabouts of the "Sutra of Forty-Two Chapters"? Who is showing this aggrieved look now?
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From the fight in the scripture building to now, Yang Chaoxi has seen how decisive and cunning this thief is, almost always causing him to suffer unforeseen consequences. So at this moment, he hardened his heart and looked at her weeping look.
It's indifferent.
"You, you...you go too far to bully others...yah!"
Finally, Tou'er couldn't hold it in any longer and began to sob. Only then did Yang Zhaoxi see a spider the size of a chicken slowly crawl out from behind her neck. It first lingered under her chin for a few steps, and then moved along her chin.
, climbed up, and gradually climbed up to the corners of the lips and nose, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows...then grabbed a lock of black hair, and actually started to swing!
Tou'er's eyes were closed tightly, her whole body was trembling, she had already burst into tears, but she didn't dare to make any move. She was afraid that the spider would get interested and embed its fangs in her cheek. The poisoning was a minor matter, but if it ruined her appearance, wouldn't it be worse than
Is death more uncomfortable?
However, Yang Zhaoxi saw that although this spider was big, it was just an ordinary garden spider. It usually preys on mosquitoes, flies, moths, and weaves. Even if it was bitten by it, it would only cause a slight swelling and would not be life-threatening.
The harm is not even as bad as mosquitoes. So I thought about it and thought about it:
"Female thief! Don't act rashly! I know this spider is a rare 'brown-spotted wolf spider' in the Central Plains. It is very poisonous! If it is bitten, the energy and blood in the whole body will stagnate, and finally the whole body will become purple and swollen.
Stiff to death!”
When Tou'er heard this, his face turned pale, his eyes kept turning up, and he almost fainted. He wanted to fight to the end, but at this time he couldn't help but asked: "Then... what should we do?"
"This is easy! As long as you confess truthfully and reveal your identity, I will take care of this serious problem for you!"
Yang Zhaoxi realized that the time was ripe, and immediately struck while the iron was hot, and asked in a deep voice, "Female thief! Who is your name, what is your sect, and what sect are you? And why did you sneak into Xiangshan Temple with the intention of stealing the treasure scroll "The Sutra of Forty-Two Chapters"?"
Is it on a whim and under the instigation of others?! If there is even half a lie, I will provoke this poisonous spider and teach it to leave a tooth mark on your face first..."
Two lines of tears rolled down silently from the Tou'er, who was obviously too frightened. A look of struggle flashed across his eyes, but was quickly dispersed by fear: "No! Don't... Nu, my family's surname is Chunyu, and my last name is only Jing.
, is... the head of the Miaoshou Sect's 'Bai' lineage... I came to the 'Shendu Martial Arts Conference' this time to steal gold, jade, and collect wealth..."
"If you are just seeking money, wouldn't it be cheaper to just pickpocket at the foot of the mountain? Why do you have to go up the mountain to enter the temple and covet the temple's treasure?!" Yang Chaoxi couldn't hold back his anger for a while and asked sharply.
"Hey...you're so kind, young hero! It's all because before we set off, my grandma told me that whoever is the leader of the Five Meridians in our hall who steals the most gold, silver, wealth, and silk, will be the leader of the hall."
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The slave family once heard that a monk made a drunken mistake and said that there was a valuable treasure in Xiangshan Temple, which was the Forty-Two Chapter Sutra copied by Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty. This sutra is the first of all Buddhist sutras, the most rare and rare, and priceless.
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Therefore, the talented girl disguised herself as a man and sneaked into the Buddhist temple, preparing to search for it at night... The slave family has been able to see at night since she was a child, and never needed a candle, but unexpectedly... she bumped into the young hero, and was even tied up by the monk in the temple.
...嘤嘤嘤!”
Chunyu Jing cried and spoke intermittently, but judging from the situation, it did not seem like he was being fake.
Yang Zhaoxi finally understood, and she had already believed it for a long time. She saw the spider dangling for a long time, then suddenly pulled out a piece of silver thread, and slowly descended. In just a moment, it was about to fall into her sweatshirt, and she immediately rolled her eyes.
Then he said: "You must swear a vicious oath before I will believe you!"
Chunyu Jing's whole body trembled violently, her eyes were scattered, her red lips were bitten tightly, and blood was already oozing out. After hearing this, she immediately raised three fingers and said incoherently: "Slave... Chun Yujing of my family swears an oath, if... if there is even half a lie.
, I wish to be struck by thunder from the sky... bitten by thousands of insects and die!"
"Shua——"
As soon as Chun Yujing finished speaking, Yang Chaoxi struck down with his sword!
After only hearing an inaudible soft sound, the chicken-sized spider was immediately cut into two, fell to the ground, and rolled into the dust, but it was too dead to die.
Only a touch of green juice splashed on Chun Yujing's chin and neck, emitting an indescribable salty smell that made Chun Yujing gag. When she lowered her head and looked closely, she saw that her undershirt had been struck by Yang Chaoxi's sword at some unknown time.
Cut open and hang down on the armpits, revealing the beautiful green and furry hair inside.
"Pah!" Another loud slap hit Yang Chaoxi's face, leaving five fingerprints immediately.
"A prodigal! A frivolous child!!" Chun Yujing felt so embarrassed and angry that she completely forgot about the terrifying feeling of almost being eaten by that sloppy spider just now.
Yang Chaoxi held the sword in one hand and covered his face with the other. He didn't react for a moment. His eyes still stayed on the place where the two peaks stood, green and green, it was really breathtaking!
Only the burning pain on his left cheek, as well as the jade arm and undershirt that were quickly covered up, pulled him out of his daze: "You female thief... why do you beat someone for no reason?! I just helped you get rid of a serious problem in your heart.
, you...are you the one who repays kindness with hatred?"
Chunyu Jing knew that she had missed the ball, and a trace of apology flashed in her eyes. She then raised her chin and said confidently: "You have bad intentions and took the opportunity to belittle my family! You, turn your back! I was almost fooled by you just now...
Although the servant is born with the ability to "peep into the night", your Taoist skills are not much different! Look, you see the night as if it is day, and you can come and go without any hindrance. Compared to "peep into the night", it is even worse. It must be that mysterious thing.
It’s ‘Tianmutong’! Humph!”
Yang Zhaoxi stepped back three feet, but refused to turn his back, muttering: "It's not like I haven't seen it before... why are you making such a fuss... not to mention there is a layer of cloth between us!"
"Madman Yang! What are you muttering about in your unclean mouth?!" Chunyu Jing's eyes widened, her tone rose by three points, and she scolded. Yang Chaoxi was startled at first, but then his expression remained normal, and he laughed and said:
"How can I, as a cultivator, covet your beauty? At most, I can just not look at you! If I really turn around, wouldn't I have sold my heart and neck to you? It's not like I'm going to die in a straightforward way.
What’s the difference?”
Chunyu Jing's almond-shaped eyes were slightly darkened. Although she knew that the bitch in front of her was really smooth-talking, but after a rough thought, it was the same truth. After thinking about it for a few times, she could only snort and wrap her undershirt tighter.
The two of them turned away and ignored each other.
The room is as dark as ink, and the night is as cool as water.
The robe that Chunyu Jing was originally wearing had been thrown away by the monks of Xiangshan Temple in the Buddhist scripture building and was never taken out.
The night in the mountains was as cold as the early spring. After a while, Chun Yujing finally couldn't bear the chill, and goosebumps appeared in layers all over her body. Then there was an unbearable itching in her nose and throat, and she immediately said "Haha! Haha!" one after another.
After sneezing a few times, I suddenly felt dizzy, top-heavy and lightheaded. I was actually suffering from wind-chill syndrome!
However, Chun Yujing was very strong-tempered. Even though she was extremely uncomfortable, she refused to speak at all. She asked Yang Chaoxi for a robe to put on to keep her warm. She just picked up the tattered futon, dusted it off, and wrapped it in it.
Between the chest and abdomen; I found a corner of the wall where there were no spiders, curled up, and pressed down hard.
After such a stalemate for a long time, Yang Chaoxi felt a little guilty and asked: "Female thief, this is a sign of typhoid fever. If you don't use your energy to resist the cold, I'm afraid the symptoms will get worse..."
"If it gets worse, it gets worse. What does it have to do with you!"
Chun Yujing was like a furry civet cat. She suddenly stood up and said angrily, "Huh! If you hadn't had despicable intentions and a bad sword move! And... you tore the slave's robe again, how could you have ended up in this situation?! 嘤嘤嘤
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Chunyu Jing was still angry at first, but after talking about it, her nose became sore and she couldn't help sobbing again.
Yang Zhaoxi felt in trouble. As expected, the woman's tears were more powerful than any open and hidden arrows. It really left people at a loss. After thinking about it, she could only scratch her head and said:
"This... when I fought with you, how did I know that you were actually a female snitch? The stripping thing was really a mistake... I have practiced Taoist skills, but I am not afraid of the cold, so I put this robe on you
, one is to apologize, and the other is to cover the skin. Just don’t cry anymore, lest the cold air hurts your lungs..."
"Who wants you to be a cat crying like a mouse and pretending to be compassionate?"
Chunyu Jing turned around, slapped her robe off, and said angrily with a cry, "Since I can't get the "Forty-Two Chapters Sutra" today, I won't have the opportunity to take over the position of grandma's hall master, and the slave family will be in vain again.
What is it like to live in this world?
In addition, the slave family has a name and a surname. If you say 'female thief' on the left and 'female snitch' on the right, are you looking down on my fellow thieves?!"
Yang Chaoxi was speechless. Naturally, she was full of disdain for her "stealing the door" in her heart. However, in this situation, it was not appropriate to tell the truth.
Chunyu Jing cried for a while and then gradually stopped. When she raised her eyes and looked again, she saw Yang Chaoxi's long sword hanging down and touching the ground, standing there like a pillar. It felt a little cute. Unexpectedly, she felt "poof"
One sound and laughter will start.
Yang Chaoxi felt uncomfortable looking at her, but suddenly she heard her tears turn into laughter, and immediately curled her lips and said:
"Hey... Miss Chunyu! You are crying and laughing like this, but it is even more exaggerated than that puppet show!"
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