Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, calm down.

On the path leading to the back mountain, Yang Guo kicked a pebble.

"You pervert! You filthy scoundrel! You hypocrite!"

Yang Guo had a blade of grass in his mouth, his hands behind his head, looking sullen.

Stealing underwear?

What kind of mess is this?!

Although Yang Guo didn't consider himself a gentleman, and he liked to glance at pretty girls and even make some flirtatious remarks, he had never done anything so despicable.

If this gets out, how will he ever be able to survive in the underworld again?

If Sister Rong found out, she'd probably chop off her own hands.

But Yin Zhiping's threat was real. It wouldn't really matter if he was kicked off the mountain, but if he was punished according to the sect rules and his martial arts were crippled, wouldn't it be a waste of his time at Chongyang Palace?

"Forget it, let's just take it one step at a time."

Yang Guo sighed and walked heavily toward the ancient tomb.

……

Inside the ancient tomb, Yang Guo pushed open the stone door with practiced ease. A blast of cold air rushed in, calming his agitated heart somewhat.

"You're back?"

Xiaolongnu's voice came from the inner room.

Yang Guo peeked out and saw Xiaolongnu sitting at the stone table, holding a tattered book in her hand and reading it.

"You're back, Sister Dragon."

Yang Guo didn't stand on ceremony. He plopped down on the stone bench opposite him, grabbed the teacup on the table, and took a big gulp.

Xiaolongnu looked at the cup Yang Guo was holding with a strange expression.

Yang Guo, however, did not notice Xiaolongnü's expression; he only thought the tea tasted particularly sweet today.

Little Dragon Girl didn't seem to care much, and said calmly, "How are you? You weren't beaten to death, were you?"

"Thanks to my sister, not only did I survive, but I also made a contribution." Yang Guo put down the teapot and vividly recounted what happened in the main hall. Of course, he omitted the part where Yin Zhiping forced him to steal, only saying that the master and disciple cooperated perfectly, moving the sect leader to tears.

After hearing this, Xiaolongnu's lips curled up slightly.

"You're quite clever."

She put down her book and looked at Yang Guo.

"Now that you're back, it's time to get down to business."

Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat: "Seriously? Is it about practicing martial arts?"

"Don't rush into practicing your skills." Little Dragon Girl pointed to a pile of white things in the corner. "Take care of that first."

Yang Guo looked in the direction she was pointing.

On the stone platform in the corner, there was a pile of clothes that had been changed.

It's all white.

A white Taoist robe, a white outer garment, and...

Yang Guo suddenly remembered the bet he made with Xiaolongnü a couple of days ago, betting that he could touch the hem of her clothes within ten moves. He naturally lost. The wager was to wash Xiaolongnü's clothes for three months.

"A bet's a bet," Little Dragon Girl said calmly. "Go wash up."

Yang Guo looked at the pile of clothes, his throat feeling dry.

Is this...is this an opportunity that's been delivered to our doorstep?

"What? Trying to renege on your debt?" Little Dragon Girl raised an eyebrow.

"No! How could that be!" Yang Guo jumped up immediately. "I'll go right now! My sister's clothes smell so good, washing them will be a real treat!"

Little Dragon Girl rolled her eyes at him: "You smooth talker. You're not allowed to eat until you're clean."

"Alright!"

Yang Guo picked up the pile of clothes and ran towards the underground river deep inside the ancient tomb.

……

Beside an underground river.

The water flowed gently, and the air was chilly.

The water here flows down from deep within the Zhongnan Mountains, and it is icy cold.

Yang Guo squatted by the river and placed the clothes he was holding on a large blue stone.

The ancient tomb was dimly lit, with only a few luminous pearls embedded in the stone walls emitting a faint glow.

Using this light, Yang Guo began to sort the clothes.

Xiaolongnu was fond of cleanliness. Although she had changed her clothes, they were not actually dirty. They only had a slight dusty smell, but more importantly, a cool and elegant fragrance.

Outerwear, trousers, belt...

Yang Guo took out the items one by one and threw them into a puddle to soak.

Finally, his hand touched a soft, silky fabric.

Very small.

It's very light.

Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat.

He picked up the piece of cloth.

It was a white undergarment.

It is embroidered with a few very pale orchids, with fine stitches.

This is... something worn close to the body.

Yang Guo held the undergarment in his hand, feeling a slight burning sensation in his palm.

This is exactly what that perverted Yin Zhiping has always dreamed of.

As long as you put this thing in your pocket and take it out to hand it over to Yin Zhiping, that handle will be temporarily secured.

but……

Yang Guo looked at the clothes in his hand.

Little Dragon Girl lived a very simple life in the ancient tomb. She only had a few sets of clothes.

There are only three or four of these bellybands, at most.

If one piece is missing...

"What do we do?"

Yang Guo scratched his head in distress.

"If one piece is taken away, and the laundry isn't done in time, what will my sister wear? Will she go braless?"

Just thinking about that scene almost made Yang Guo's nose bleed.

No, no, that's too sinful.

Moreover, if this were discovered, it wouldn't be as simple as just being kicked off the mountain. Although Little Dragon Girl usually appears cold and aloof, she has absolutely zero tolerance for such lewd behavior.

"Yin Zhiping, you're pushing me into a fire pit!"

Yang Guo rubbed the undergarment in his hands.

The fabric is smooth and has a faint fragrance...

The water is too cold.

Yang Guo sighed, resignedly picked up the soap, and began to scrub vigorously.

"Do the laundry! Do the laundry!"

He muttered incantations, trying to dispel the evil thoughts in his mind.

"I'm a decent person... I can't do something so immoral and outrageous..."

However, Yin Zhiping's sinister face resurfaced in my mind.

"Nine-Turn Life-Reversing Pill..."

"Expelled from the sect..."

"His martial arts have been crippled..."

Yang Guo slowed down his movements.

As he looked at the white figure floating in the water, two little voices were arguing wildly in his mind.

One of the little figures said, "Take it! It'll be fine if you take it! It's just a piece of cloth anyway. At worst, we can buy ten cartloads of the best silk for Sister Dragon to make up for it!"

Another villain said, "Yang Guo, have you no shame? That's the woman your master has taken a liking to! Even though your master is a pervert, you can't be an accomplice! Besides, she's Sister Long! Although she's been harsh with you these past few days, she's also taught you real skills. How can you do this to her?"

"Ugh! This is so annoying!"

Frustrated, Yang Guo punched the water, splashing a spray of water.

The icy river water splashed on his face, which made him a little more awake.

He picked up the undergarment, rinsed it clean in the water, and then wrung it out forcefully.

Just then, a soft footstep sound came from behind.

Yang Guo froze, nearly dropping the undergarment in his hand into the river.

"Are you done washing?"

Xiaolongnu's voice had an ethereal quality, and it echoed continuously.

Yang Guo quickly stuffed the undergarment under the pile of washed clothes, turned around, and forced a smile.

"I'm...I'm done washing! Sister, what brings you here? I can handle this kind of rough work, there's no need for you to come and inspect it yourself."

Xiaolongnu stood not far from him, her gaze sweeping over the blue stone, lingering for a moment on the pile of clothes that Yang Guo had deliberately pressed down.

"The water is cold, don't wash for too long."

"Also, wash it thoroughly. The last piece of clothing still smelled of soap, which I don't like."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Yang Guo let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that his back was completely soaked.

Thank goodness.

If she saw him staring blankly at her underwear, he'd be in deep trouble no matter what.

Only after the footsteps had completely disappeared did Yang Guo dare to take out the undergarment again.

He stared at the small piece of cloth, his eyes shifting uncertainly.

take?

Or should I not take it?

this is a problem.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Yang Guo's mind.

"etc……"

"That old bastard Yin Zhiping said he wanted 'personal items,' but he didn't say it had to be this, did he?"

Yang Guo recalled Yin Zhiping's words.

"Something she carried with her at all times, something she never parted with day or night..."

"Preferably the original flavor..."

Yang Guo's eyes darted around, his gaze finally settling on the ground beside him.

There was a handkerchief that Little Dragon Girl had casually tossed aside earlier.

Although it's not clothing, it's something I've been using for several years, right?

Moreover, this handkerchief is extremely large...

Yang Guo chuckled and pulled a dagger from his pocket.

He picked up the hand towel and gestured with it.

"If you cut this thing up and shaped it..."

"Anyway, that old virgin Yin Zhiping has never seen the real thing, so fooling him shouldn't be a problem, right?"