Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 316 You...you...you know magic

Chu Pingsheng ignored Mu Wanqing, turned around, put the purple clay cup on the wooden table, picked up the rosary next to it and held it in his hand.

"Heh, you even asked A-Bi to change the bedding. You've been waiting for this day for a long time, right?"

"..."

"Why aren't you talking? Shouldn't you be smiling at this moment? Why are you acting like an old monk with no desires or requests?"

Mu Wanqing threw away the sword in her hand and tried to untie the strap under her chin.

"..."

Chu Pingsheng remained silent, just gently twisting the Buddhist beads and chanting "Amitabha" in a low voice.

"Why are you pretending to be a monk? Come here, haven't you always wanted my body?" Mu Wanqing broke through the beaded curtain and walked into the main room. She threw her veiled hat out and it spun into the lake. It swayed a few times before slowly sinking.

The red candlelight reflected a face that was too painful to look at. There were several new scars crisscrossing each other, some of which were still bleeding. It was obvious that they had been cut not long ago.

"Ugh."

Chu Pingsheng sighed, without showing any expression of surprise or horror, as if he had known this would happen.

Mu Wanqing's eyes were filled with hatred. She took off her blouse and skirt, leaving only her tube top. Her fair skin and perfect figure formed a very cruel contrast with her almost disfigured face.

"Come on, don't you want me? What? Are you scared?"

"..."

"I've already delivered it to your door, but you didn't want it. Hahahaha...hahahaha...empty monk, you didn't expect that."

Mu Wanqing looked like a madman, laughing loudly towards the sky. The emotion in her voice was more resentful than cheerful.

She took his hand and pressed it to her face.

Chu Pingsheng frowned and pulled his hand away.

As the saying goes, like mother, like daughter. Qin Hongmian is a pervert, and her daughter is not a good person either. This can be seen from the fact that in the plot, Duan Yu tipped off her, but she tied his hands and dragged him away on horseback, which shows her brutality and cruelty.

Mu Wanqing said hatefully: "I can't resist you, but I can destroy myself."

Chu Pingsheng walked forward with his hands behind his back, and the rosary beads swayed gently with his swaying back.

"Last year I left Dali and headed for Jiangnan. When I crossed the Jinsha River, I encountered you, Qin Hongmian, Zhong Wangou, and Gan Baobao blocking my way. There were also Grandma Yu and her followers from the Haotian tribe of Lingjiu Palace, and the Shaolin monks Xuandu, Huilun, and Huijing who joined the battle. At that time, I did not kill Xuandu and the other two. But after I came to the Central Plains, during the battle at Juxianzhuang, Xuannan and Xuanji questioned me why I killed Xuandu, Huilun, and the other three monks."

"I left on the boat that day. Granny Yu and her disciples were too weak to fight again. Who could have killed the three monks? Gan Baobao is in my hands. Even if Zhong Wanchou had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to kill the three monks and put the blame on me. Mu Wanqing, tell me... who did this?"

Mu Wanqing took half a step back, her beautiful eyes, which looked out of place with the bloodstains, revealed a hint of confusion and panic.

Monk Kongxu guessed correctly that the three monks from Shaolin Temple, Xuandu, Huilun and Huijing, were killed by her and Qin Hongmian. Their purpose was to put the blame on him - the mother and daughter were not powerful enough to avenge the humiliation, so they used the power of Shaolin Temple to kill him.

The last time I came to Xiaojing Lake, I saw that Monk Kongxu was safe and sound and had even slept with Ruan Xingzhu. When the mother and daughter left, Qin Hongmian lamented that the monks in Shaolin Temple were a bunch of good-for-nothings and there was nothing she could do about this guy who betrayed his master and ancestors.

"Back then in the Dali Palace, I just revealed your life story. You and your mother, one wanted to stab me with a sword, and the other wanted Duan Zhengchun to be my enemy. Even so, I just slapped your mother a few times and let it go. Later, Duan Yanqing gave you and Duan Yu the Yin Yang He He Powder. Instead of going after the culprit, you took your anger out on me and killed the three monks of Shaolin Temple and put the blame on me. Mu Wanqing, honestly, how do you think I should deal with you and your mother?"

Mu Wanqing took another step back.

Chu Pingsheng turned and moved forward, stepping forward: "You have also seen the fate of Murong father and son. Do you really think that I can't make you and your daughter wish you were dead?"

Mu Wanqing continued to retreat until she heard a thud and had nowhere to retreat. Then she realized her back had hit the wall.

Chu Pingsheng pointed his finger in the air, hitting her acupoints and making her unable to move.

Clang.

I heard the sound of a long sword being unsheathed again, and saw that he had a beautifully shaped long sword in his hand, with the scabbard having many exquisite patterns. He pulled it out with force, and a green light flashed. The sword energy was so cold that one could feel a chill that made one's scalp tingle even from a distance of several feet.

"That's right, we killed him. You can kill me now."

Mu Wanqing closed her eyes and waited for death bravely.

tread.

tread.

The sound of monks' shoes tapping on the floor was getting closer and closer.

But she did not feel the coldness of the sword, but instead a soft touch. When she opened her eyes, she saw him writing and drawing on his almost disfigured face with his fingers.

"You...what are you doing?"

"get out."

As soon as the voice fell, she felt her Yufu and Yunmen acupoints go numb, her Qi and blood flowed smoothly, and her body was able to move again.

At the same time, she noticed that the monk's retracted fingers were stained with a hint of crimson, but she didn't think much about it.

"Don't regret it."

"Humph."

The monk's robe fluttered lightly, the rosary beads trembled slightly, and Chu Pingsheng turned his back.

Mu Wanqing bit her lip and stared at his back for a while, then walked away in confusion. When she left the cabin, she was blown by the lake breeze and raised her hand to touch the wound on her face, but stopped halfway.

……

Meanwhile, on the north shore of Xiaojing Lake.

The wind blew the green branches of the birch forest, making a rustling sound.

The hair on A-Bi's temples fluttered in the wind.

There was an unremovable sadness between Ah Zhu's brows, and there was a little bruise behind the corner of her mouth, which was caused by her sister pinching her when she fought with Ah Zi earlier.

She was carrying a coarse cloth bag on her shoulders, as if she was about to leave Xiaojing Lake and go on a long journey.

"Abi, I never thought you would persuade me to recognize the thief as my father. She has caused so much harm to Brother Xiao and Young Master. Now even Mother and A Zi have been deceived by her and believed her sweet words. What on earth is wrong with you?"

"Sister Ah Zhu, you can't beat him. If you leave today, it will only bring trouble to Xiao Feng. You are now Master Kong Xu's maid, and he hates betrayal the most."

"Master of Emptiness? You actually called him Master of Emptiness! Abi, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

A Bi lowered her head and said sadly: "No matter how you look at me, I will never let you go today."

"Abi, don't force me. If my wife knew what was happening to you, she would be very disappointed."

When A-Bi heard this, her face showed pain.

At this moment, Ah Zhu suddenly approached, pointed a finger, and closed her acupoints.

"Sister Ah Zhu, you..."

A'zhu was afraid that she would call for help, so she pointed her finger again, closing her mute point. Without saying much, she ran north with her bag on her back. The lake breeze blew away the rustling sound of her footsteps.

After a while, a long sigh was heard, and a black shadow floated down with the wind.

A-Bi felt her body lighten, and she was able to speak and move again.

"Sister Ah Zhu..."

Chu Pingsheng said: "I know."

"then you……"

"This is her choice. I think she is mentally prepared to take responsibility for her actions."

A-Bi's face looked extremely ugly. She looked at the place where A-Zhu disappeared and wanted to plead for her sister. But when she turned around, she found that the monk had already left.

……

North Shore Cabin.

An hour ago, Ruan Xingzhu applied safflower oil to the bruises on Ah Zi and Ah Zhu, taught them a lesson, and then went to the room to rest.

Halfway through her sleep, she heard a suppressed sobbing sound coming from next door. She got up from the bed and walked over wearing a lavender gauze dress.

"Miss Mu?"

The door was not bolted and opened easily. Mu Wanqing was seen lying on the round table with her back to the door, her shoulders heaving and her body trembling slightly. Yes, she was crying.

She knew that Qin Hongmian and her daughter had a bad relationship with Monk Kongxu. When she saw Mu Wanqing coming with Duan Yu, she let the girl stay in the wooden house on the north bank to avoid being bullied over there. Unexpectedly... what she feared would come true.

"What happened?"

Ruan Xingzhu walked over, sat down on the round stool next to her, patted the girl's shoulder gently, and asked softly.

"Did Monk Kongxu bully you?"

"..."

Mu Wanqing didn't say anything, just sobbed softly.

Ruan Xingzhu said, "Miss Mu, if you don't tell me, how can I help you vent your anger? Although...well, after all, he has lived on the south bank of Xiaojing Lake for several months...as long as my request is not too excessive, he will still agree to it."

"Do you know that the last time my mother and I came to Xiaojing Lake, we wanted to kill you."

"I know."

"You're still so nice to me knowing that?"

Ruan Xingzhu sighed: "Alas, in fact, your mother is also a miserable person."

Mu Wanqing's body trembled, and it took a long time before she made up her mind. She slowly straightened up and looked at the unspeakably gentle woman, who was completely different from her mother.

"Why is there so much blood on your face?"

Ruan Xingzhu was startled and stood up suddenly, her eyes flickering and she dared not look directly at him.

"Are you scared?" Mu Wanqing said hatefully, "He forced me to do this."

Ruan Xingzhu thought for a moment, slowly calmed down, turned around and left the room. Not long after, he returned to Mu Wanqing's room carrying a wooden basin.

"Whatever, clean the wound first, okay?"

She dipped the face towel on the edge of the wooden basin into the warm water, wrung it dry, and then used it to wipe the blood off Mu Wanqing's face.

At first she dipped it, then she rubbed it. As she rubbed it, Ruan Xingzhu's expression became quite strange. Finally, she smiled and said, "Miss Mu, you are so smart. Even I was almost fooled by you."

(End of this chapter)