Chapter 252: Again, it's you, Hong Zun

Yesterday he drank too late, played too hard, Hong Zun now feels dizzy all over, so he simply has no mood to deal with Xu Jie.

"Definitely, definitely, get lost, don't bother me with these trivial matters."

He hadn't finished speaking when Hong Zun blasted him out; standing outside the door, Xu Jie gritted his teeth and directly contacted Zhao Zhengping.

"Senior Brother, the master-uncle ordered you to bring the nun to Bìyuè Lóu, the Autumn Moon Elegant Chamber."

Inside the Huánggōng, after receiving Xu Jie's message, Zhao Zhengping didn't think much; he simply had no idea what Bìyuè Lóu was, let alone Juéqíng Shītài.

"Strange, Daoist friends Hong Zun and company want to meet this poor nun at Bìyuè Lóu?"

He muttered strangely but didn't think further; under the guidance of Zhao Zhengping and Zhao Rou, the three quickly arrived at Bìyuè Lóu.

The main gate was tightly shut, the lanterns only lit at night, silk and other decorations had not yet been set up.

From the outside, one could hardly tell this was a Gōulán.

Knocking on the door, it was again that old procuress, who had been woken up repeatedly, and she too spoke with anger.

"What's going on with you guys, and why are you so impatient? What the... fuck..."

While he was swearing profusely, he looked up and saw a damned old nun standing at the gate; the procuress froze outright.

She had been running this Gōulán for so many years, yet it was the first time she'd seen a nun knock on its door.

To be honest, she'd seen monks before, but a nun? That was truly her first time seeing one.

"Sorry to disturb, we're looking for someone."

Zhao Zhengping also didn't bother with the procuress, greeted her, and directly led Juéqíng Shītài upstairs, leaving the procuress alone, disheveled in the wind.

So much happened in this brief morning, it's really hard to accept—even a nun showed up.

Going upstairs, they immediately saw Xu Jie waiting there; under his guidance, the group quickly reached the door of the Autumn Moon Elegant Chamber.

"Please, venerable nun."

He made a gesture of invitation, then pushed the door open and entered.

Just upon entering, it was as bad as Hong Zun's room—unbearable to behold; Xu Jie was still okay, but Zhao Zhengping, Zhao Rou, and Juéqíng Shītài all froze in shock.

Zhao Zhengping and Zhao Rou stared wide-eyed, mouths agape—damn, what is this? Women everywhere? And stark naked..........

Juéqíng Shītài hurriedly closed her eyes, her old face flushing, and began chanting Buddhist sutras.

"Um, venerable nun, please wait a moment while I look for the person."

Xu Jie smiled apologetically, then immediately began searching among the crowd.

Good grief, he was buried even deeper than Hong Zun; it took the strength of nine oxen and two tigers to drag Shi Song out from the pile of women.

Watching Xu Jie's series of actions, Zhao Zhengping and Zhao Rou didn't know what to say—damn, what the hell is he trying to do?

Isn't it because he likes that nun? What does this mean? He's making it clear even before marrying her?

Men liking to visit brothels is understandable, but can't you be a bit discreet about it? Are you really coming out in the open like this?

After much effort, they finally shouted Shi Song awake; he blinked open his eyes in a daze—good grief, the first thing he saw was Juéqíng Shītài with eyes closed, chanting sutras.

Probably still not fully awake, Shi Song immediately broke into a grin and said.

"The venerable nun has come over—come here, keep your husband company and have a drink with me."

"Vulgar."

Hearing that, Juéqíng Shītài's mouth twitched, she muttered a curse, but this made Shi Song unhappy.

"Hey, even in my dream you still managed to get away? Come over, don't blame me if I get rough."

Juéqíng Shītài simply ignored him; Zhao Zhengping came to his senses and quickly stepped forward to speak.

"Èr Zhǎnglǎo, this... this isn't a dream."

"Yo, you kid are here too—this dream is really lively."

"Èr Zhǎnglǎo, that really is Juéqíng Shītài."

"What's real or fake, I... what did you say?"

With Zhao Zhengping's reminder, Shi Song slowly realized—damn, this isn't a dream.

The alcohol's effect vanished instantly; his old face flushed crimson, and he gazed anxiously at Juéqíng Shītài.

Just then, Juéqíng Shītài also opened her eyes, her gaze full of chill, and said.

"Daoist friend Shi Song, if you have any objections to this poor nun, you can speak plainly; there's no need for such humiliating tactics. Originally, this poor nun came with good intentions to visit, but now it seems unnecessary. If there's nothing else, this poor nun will take her leave."

Having said that, she didn't wait for Shi Song's reply; Juéqíng Shītài turned and walked away directly.

"Venerable nun, I................"

Shi Song behind her, seeing this, opened his mouth to shout, but the words got stuck in his throat—damn, how could he say it, with women lying all over the ground.

For a monastic person, not lashing out directly already counts as profound Buddhist practice.

He had imagined many kinds of meetings with Juéqíng Shītài, even practicing countless times in front of a mirror for that purpose.

Yet he never imagined they would meet under such circumstances.

Only after Juéqíng Shītài left did Shi Song finally break down, tears streaming down his old face.

"Venerable nun, don't go, please don't go................"

Seeing Shi Song like that, Zhao Zhengping felt uneasy, quietly walked up beside Xu Jie, and blamed him.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you have us bring the nun to such a place?"

"It's not my fault; the master ordered us to bring her."

"Master?"

"Yes."

On the other side, Zhao Rou stepped forward to comfort.

"Èr Zhǎnglǎo, don't be too sad, the venerable nun................"

Who would have thought that before she could finish, Shi Song suddenly lifted his head, his eyes blood-red as he glared at the three, his teeth grinding with a creaking sound.

It's you, it's you all, you brought the nun here, right?

Seeing Shi Song like this, Zhao Zhengping's heart jumped, a chill shot straight from the base of his tail to the top of his head.

That...... Elder Er, calm down a bit, we.........

He hemmed and hawed, wanting to explain, but damn, how to say it? Fortunately, Xu Jie stepped forward at that moment.

Elder Er, actually it was the master who ordered us to bring the nun here.

Hong Zun?

Hearing this, Shi Song gritted his teeth and said, 'As expected, as expected, it's you again.'

He immediately got up, furious, and rushed into the next room.

He kicked the door open, the loud noise startled Hong Zun, making him jump up straight from among the women.

Holy shit, what the hell are you getting worked up about first thing in the morning?

After seeing clearly that the person was Shi Song, Hong Zun looked displeased; damn, he had just fallen asleep, and with difficulty found a comfortable position.

But facing Hong Zun's displeasure, Shi Song spoke, burning with anger.

I should have seen it long ago; you never intended to help me from start to finish, and damn, this so-called deep brotherhood is all bullshit.

What are you talking about?

What am I saying? At this point you still want to make excuses? You've already brought the person here.

What person?

Juéqíng Shītài.

Nun? What happened to the nun?

Putting on an act, Juéqíng Shītài was just in my room.

Holy shit...............

Finally reacting, Hong Zun stared wide-eyed; 'Did Juéqíng Shītài just come? Damn, we're totally screwed.'

But when did I let Juéqíng Shītài come? He's been sleeping.

While Hong Zun was puzzling over this, a pair of jade arms suddenly wrapped around his neck from behind; it turned out those women had been woken by the two's argument, and one of them cooed.

Hong bro, your energy is so vigorous first thing in the morning.