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Chapter 103 Nine-Headed Demon Tiger
"Aren't you supposed to be able to predict the future?" Cheng Mai retorted sarcastically.

"It's not good to overthink things, especially a girl's worries." Shang Xingjian poured her another glass of wine. "Drink more, because you won't be able to drink like this again."

Cheng Mai: "..."

The golden dragon coiled on the arm of the merchant: "..."

That was very impolite, but it didn't dare say anything more.

The simple dishes ordered by the merchant were served one after another. The dishes were all normal and the taste was acceptable, but Cheng Mai ate very little.

Shang Xingjian enjoyed the meal, but he also never experienced a time when he didn't enjoy it.

After finishing their hotpot meal, Cheng Mai paid the bill and left with Shang Xingjian. The path up the mountain would take another two hours, and the cable car was already closed, so they had to walk.

Some people also climb at night, but they are sparse, and you can only see one or two occasionally.

Cheng Mai could only climb for half an hour before he couldn't go any further, as it was all slopes and steps.

"I can't walk anymore." Cheng Mai pressed his hands on his knees, looked up at the seemingly endless mountain road, and felt a wave of darkness wash over him.

Shang Xingjian turned around and looked at Cheng Mai, who was panting heavily. He seemed to think for a moment, and finally walked back and squatted down in front of Cheng Mai as if resigned. "Get on."

Cheng Mai didn't stand on ceremony at all and plopped down on Shang Xingjian's body. "You should have done this earlier. You made me walk for so long."

"That's a real shame for your precious legs." Shang Xingjian steadily carried the person on his back. "They need some exercise; look how flabby they are, like marshmallows."

"You dog, behave yourself." Cheng Mai said, shoving Shang Xingjian in the throat. Whose ass is hard to resist? This guy is deliberately taking advantage of her.

Shang Xingjian leaned back slightly and clicked his tongue, showing that he could still walk up the mountain with ease even while carrying someone on his back.

"The air on this mountain is really nice." It's so much better than the air in Yuncheng, where dark clouds loom over the city.

“How could the air be bad in such a beautiful and spiritually rich place?” Shang Xingjian replied. “The air will be even better up in the mountains.”

But tens of thousands of years ago, this place was a dark, swampy land.

It is the place where Jupiter exiles and imprisons evil spirits and ferocious beasts.

Cheng Mai leaned on Shang Xingjian's shoulder, frowning slightly. "I just feel like this place shouldn't be like this."

"Probably because there's a dragon bone to suppress the mountain," Shang Xingjian replied casually, not really putting in much effort.

Cheng Mai was too lazy to listen to him.

The merchant, with his long legs and large strides, quickly left the scattered group of people behind.

Following the sound of flowing water, Shang Xingjian led Cheng Mai to the spring the boss had mentioned.

The mountain spring stretches across the entire mountain, with its source located in a valley at the summit, just behind Hanshan Temple.

The lights at Hanshan Temple were finally turned off, and most of the monks had gone to rest.

In the quiet, still mountains, only the moonlight provides companionship.

Cheng Mai jumped off the back of the merchant's saddlebag, looked at the small spring, and then looked down the stream. Not far away, the spring water gathered into a river one or two meters wide.

Shang Xingjian raised his hand, and a golden dragon coiled out from his arm.

Cheng Mai turned around and saw the shortened version of the golden dragon.

Cheng Mai: "..." This is completely different from the domineering golden dragon I saw for the first time.

Jinlong climbed off Shangxingjian's arm and quickly disappeared into the spring.

"it……"

“The dragon bone belongs to it; it can find where the dragon bone is suppressed much faster.” Shang Xingjian explained, not forgetting to bring out two chairs. “The moonlight is nice; tonight is perfect for moon gazing.” Cheng Mai sat down next to Shang Xingjian; he was now too used to sitting rather than standing.

"It's always been by your side?" Does that mean the golden dragon knows everything between them?
Upon hearing this, Shang Xingjian asked, "What, did you do something else while I was asleep that you're afraid of being seen?"

Cheng Mai: "That's right, I wanted to strangle you."

Shang Xingjian burst into laughter, looking up at the bright moonlight. "There are many people in this world who want me dead, but I just can't die. Even the heavens can't take my life, let alone you."

Shang Xingjian looked at the moonlight, while Cheng Mai looked at him, "What do you mean by 'even God can't kill you'?"

"They are dead, but I am still alive. Isn't that the best proof?"

"Yeah, so why are you still alive?"

Shang Xingjian withdrew his gaze and looked leisurely at Cheng Mai, "I just ate a hotpot meal from you, and you're already lamenting why I didn't die?"

This woman has no heart!

Cheng Mai moved his lips; what he said didn't seem quite right.

"It was a slip of the tongue," Cheng Mai explained.

"Heh, so that's what you really think." Shang Xingjian was angry, the kind of anger that could be easily appeased with a meal.

Cheng Mai tugged at Shang Xingjian's sleeve, but Shang Xingjian snorted and continued to ignore him.

Cheng Mai touched the tip of her nose. It was all her fault for thinking about this question so much before, but she couldn't help but blurt it out.

Jinlong returned quickly and coiled around Shang Xingjian's wrist. "The foundation of Hanshan Temple was built using my dragon bones."

Therefore, if the dragon bone is removed, the entire Hanshan Temple will inevitably collapse, which would be another major project.

Shang Xingjian didn't care; he could just take the money. But Cheng Mai had to think more. There were still too many tourists at Hanshan Temple, and those tourists were all innocent.

We need to come up with a way to get all the tourists to leave.

And it is necessary to thoroughly investigate which monks in Hanshan Temple are innocent and which are not even human.

“Although Hanshan Temple is small, it is still a temple. If we act rashly, I am worried that the country will come after us,” Cheng Mai said with a frown. “However, it’s not like there’s no way out.”

Merchant Jian raised an eyebrow slightly. "Tell me."

"Let's issue an earthquake warning and get people out of there first." Since the earth will inevitably shake when the keel is removed, issuing a warning beforehand will make it easier for people to accept.

“That’s a good idea,” Shang Xingjian said, waving his hand so that the earth shook.

Cheng Mai: "..."

Cheng Mai grabbed Shang Xingjian's arm, giving him a warning first.

After a sudden, earth-shaking tremor, there was a commotion at Hanshan Temple not far away. The lights came on, the monks panicked, and tourists ran out in a panic.

Just as Cheng Mai was about to say something, Shang Xingjian put his arm around her waist and climbed up the tree. Standing on the trunk, he looked at the spot where they had just been standing and saw that there were now several more people.

Several monks.

Cheng Mai was held firmly in Shang Xingjian's arms, not worried about falling, but looking at the person in the lead below, "It's the one from the Shen family."

The monks below looked around, seemingly searching for something. Some even performed rituals, but they couldn't find any trace of anything.

The old monk squinted slightly, looked up, and met Cheng Mai's gaze. Cheng Mai's heart skipped a beat, but the old monk seemed not to see him and continued searching elsewhere.

With a flick of his finger, Shang Xingjian tossed out a talisman that stuck to the old monk's back. The old monk was actually a nine-headed demon tiger, and each head was a different creature.

Cheng Mai stared in shock at the scene before him, his worldview once again shaken.