Playing with fantasy beasts in the martial arts world

Chapter 69 You have an aunt, I have a younger aunt.

When did they arrive in Xiangyang?

"Or has it always been there?" Cha Nan summoned Guo Fu and asked her.

At this moment, Cha Nan looked at the tall and upright Cheng Ying without any attempt to hide it.

As Huang Yaoshi's last disciple, although his martial arts skills were not particularly outstanding, he had received Huang Yaoshi's true teachings in divination, medicine, and astrology, making him the kind of talent Cha Nan needed.

Guo Fu noticed that Cha Nan's gaze was fixed on Cheng Ying. Although she was displeased, she could only say, "I don't know. They haven't appeared before. They must have just arrived!"

Cha Nan nodded and said, "Let's go! Let's go help first!"

They were busy until sunset.

The Mongol army finally sounded the drums to retreat, and both sides, inside and outside the city walls, were busy collecting corpses and cleaning up the battlefield.

Especially in Xiangyang, the bodies of both the dead defenders and the Mongol soldiers who invaded the city walls must be disposed of properly as soon as possible, otherwise they are prone to rotting, infesting maggots, and causing disease outbreaks.

Fortunately, it is already the end of the tenth lunar month, and the weather is cold, so the body is not decomposing as quickly, but it still needs to be dealt with.

Of course, dealing with the bodies of the Mongol soldiers was relatively simple. They could simply use catapults to launch them towards the Mongol camp, and the soldiers would collect the bodies scattered on the battlefield and then dispose of them properly.

The Mongol side had more soldiers, and they were more afraid of the plague.

Inside the Liu residence, all the wounded soldiers and the injured were finally treated.

This is all thanks to the 'Healing Water,' a panacea for healing wounds. Otherwise, even by tomorrow morning, the wounds wouldn't be finished, and a considerable number of the injured would have simply died.

After finishing her work, Cha Nan handed Cheng Ying some water and steamed buns. Cheng Ying hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't refuse. She thanked him and then silently lifted a corner of her mask, revealing her slightly pale cherry lips. She took small bites of the steamed bun, looking rather sullen.

This is a very typical wooden beauty.

She wasn't cold, but rather seemed a bit dull and not good at expressing herself.

If she were a cold beauty, she would simply ignore Cha Nan's kindness.

Cha Nan also has a way of dealing with such a wooden beauty; she had a senior from the engineering college who was the same type.

He took the steamed buns and sat down next to Cheng Ying in a very casual manner, not caring whether Cheng Ying would mind. He spread his legs and began to eat like wild boar, making quite a racket as if a few cold steamed buns had become some kind of delicacy.

Cheng Ying glanced at it a few times, but didn't say anything. She just ate her steamed bun a little slower.

After a short while, seeing that Cha Nan had finished eating the three steamed buns in her hand, she hesitated for a long time before tearing off two-thirds of the bun, avoiding the bitten parts, and then handed it to Cha Nan.

"I don't need this much, this little bit is enough!" Cha Nan said, snatching the other third from Cheng Ying's hand and stuffing it into her mouth, giving her no time to stop him.

To deal with a wooden beauty, you have to be proactive, even offensive.

Although they don't talk much, they are often good-tempered, forgiving, and know how to put themselves in others' shoes and make excuses for them... In short, they are relatively easy to bully.

As they get used to this kind of ambiguous bullying, they only need a trigger to transform and break through their image.

Of course, the degree of restraint must be just right. For example, Cha Nan can snatch the steamed bun that Cheng Ying has not finished eating, but she cannot take it out of the other person's mouth, let alone directly put her mouth on it.

"You...me!" Cheng Ying's face, hidden behind her mask, was clearly burning with anger and rage, but she ultimately didn't attack Cha Nan. She simply shifted her position, distancing herself from Cha Nan. The little bit of good impression she had just built up was completely destroyed. Guo Fu, watching from a distance, gritted her teeth, pretending to bite the steamed bun in her mouth as if it were Cha Nan, yet she couldn't go against Cha Nan's wishes and come to sabotage things. She could only watch helplessly as she was cuckolded right before her eyes.

"I haven't seen you before. Are you righteous people who just came from elsewhere to support Xiangyang?" Cha Nan, however, was shameless and went over to strike up a conversation.

Cheng Yingmo didn't answer, but Lu Wushuang said with a grin, "Yes! Yes! Young brother, when did you arrive? And from which master do you study?"

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang were slightly younger than Guo Fu, but not by much. They were both in their early thirties. However, they had both achieved some success in martial arts and possessed considerable inner strength, which allowed them to maintain their youthful appearance. Furthermore, neither of them had started a family and had not been spoiled by children. At this time, Lu Wushuang, in particular, looked like she was only in her early twenties and still retained a lot of girlish charm.

However, Cha Nan didn't believe the sweet smile on the woman's face.

Lu Wushuang grew up at the hands of her enemies and was crippled in one leg. The sweeter her smile, the more venomous her heart.

Although he has improved somewhat under Cheng Ying's guidance over the years, his old ways are hard to change. Now it's time to find out what Cha Nan is up to and see if he's easy to mess with.

Cheng Ying hadn't taken Cha Nan's previous offense to heart, but she had secretly harbored resentment and was determined to teach Cha Nan a lesson.

"I wouldn't say I'm under anyone's tutelage. I was just fortunate enough to receive a couple of lessons from Uncle Guo and learn some internal skills from a senior," Cha Nan replied with a bright smile, showing no trace of guile.

Upon hearing Cha Nan's words, Lu Wushuang's smile vanished: "So you are a disciple of Master Guo. I didn't expect you to be so reckless, and not afraid of ruining Master Guo's reputation."

Lu Wushuang's sudden change in expression and sharp words did not mean she was about to turn against him. Rather, it was out of respect for Guo Jing that she did not intend to teach Cha Nan a lesson again, hence her cold demeanor.

At this moment, Cheng Ying tugged at Lu Wushuang's sleeve, telling her to stop saying such things. She then turned around, clasped her hands in a fist salute, and said to Cha Nan, "Cheng Ying, a disciple of the Eastern Heretic Sect of Peach Blossom Island, should, by all accounts, call me 'Master Aunt'!"

If Cha Nan is considered Guo Jing's disciple, then Cheng Ying can be considered his elder.

Cheng Ying was also reminding Cha Nan not to have any improper thoughts.

As for Cha Nan's previous offense, she had already let it go, considering it as the young man's ignorance. After all, she was older and should be more tolerant.

“Okay, Auntie!” Cha Nan readily agreed.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ying, Lu Wushuang, and even Guo Fu were all stunned.

More than a decade ago, a young man also called a woman as beautiful as a fairy.

That woman surpassed all of them.

"How...how could you call me that!" Cheng Ying's cheeks flushed even more beneath her mask.

After all, Cha Nan's title was too suggestive, especially since she was a close witness to the story of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu. Hearing such a title suddenly applied to her gave her a feeling that was both familiar and shameful, as well as ambiguous.

Some of the feelings mixed in were something even she herself couldn't understand.

"Aunt, why can't I call you that?" Cha Nan said bluntly, determined to corner Cheng Ying against the wall.

"No! No! My cousin is Chief Huang's junior sister, so she should be counted from Chief Huang's lineage. You should call her Auntie!" Lu Wushuang said.

Cha Nan immediately changed her mind again: "Then how about calling me Auntie?"

(End of this chapter)