Chapter 258

After dawdling for half a Shíchén, Hong Zun waited anxiously outside; only after much calling did the door finally open.

Seeing Shi Song emerge from the room, fidgeting, but the moment Hong Zun saw him, he was dumbfounded.

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

What the hell is this? It's all flashy colors—his upper garment is bright red, his pants are vivid yellow, his shoes are white, and most outrageously, he's even wearing a green hat.

His mouth twitching wildly, after holding it in for a while, Hong Zun finally asked slowly.

Where did you get this outfit?

Hearing that, Shi Song looked himself up and down, then said strangely.

Didn't you say you wanted to give the senior nun a fresh impression?

Heh, I meant to give you a fresh impression, not to let you act without restraint.

Besides, I couldn't be bothered to argue with Shi Song; letting him change clothes would probably take another half a Shíchén, so Hong Zun forced a smile and said.

All right, all right, Shī xiōng, hurry up—the senior nun must be getting anxious.

Is there anything wrong with this outfit?

No problem, handsome and suave, graceful as a jade tree in the wind—hurry up.

Then I'm going?

Go on, go on.

Under Hong Zun's urging, Shi Song finally set out; but as he left the rear courtyard, along the way, the disciples of the Dao Yi Sect who saw him all changed expression dramatically.

What the heck is this? Dressed all flashy.

An informed disciple whispered to his companion.

This is the Èr Zhǎnglǎo.

Èr Zhǎnglǎo? Why is he dressed like that?

Junior brother, you don't know, but today is the day the Èr Zhǎnglǎo has a date with the senior nun.

Many disciples of Jade Maiden Peak felt their eyes burn—still, it's you old-timers who know how to have fun.

Both excited and nervous, he arrived at the senior nun's quarters; before even getting close, the little nuns were bewildered by Shi Song's attire............

He finally managed to meet the senior nun, but the moment Juéqíng Shītài saw Shi Song, she first couldn't help but startle, then burst out laughing; seeing this, Shi Song asked with a flushed face.

What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my outfit?

No, it's just that you shouldn't wear a green hat.

She stepped forward smiling, took off Shi Song's hat—there's no grown man who wears a green hat.

Here, from now on you can't wear a green hat.

Oh, okay, okay.

Probably because it was his first time being this close to the senior nun, Shi Song stood there dumbfounded.

Finally the senior nun spoke, Shi Song came to his senses, and the two then left the Huánggōng together.

Have you decided where to go?

Juéqíng Shītài didn't think much, casually asking, while Shi Song beside her remained silent all the way, constantly murmuring Hong Zun's instructions to himself.

Cater to her preferences, cater to her preferences, cater to her preferences............

Just as he was muttering, suddenly faced with Juéqíng Shītài's question, Shi Song instinctively replied.

Let's go to Jinshan Temple.

Huh???

Hearing that, Juéqíng Shītài looked at Shi Song in puzzlement—go to a temple? As a person of the Fomen, she naturally likes temples, but she's already been to Jinshan Temple before, and she never expected Shi Song to invite her out just to go to a temple.

Shi Song naturally didn't mean that; he had just been thinking of Hong Zun's instructions, to cater to her preferences, and blurted out 'Jinshan Temple'.

After all, it's a nunnery temple—catering to her preferences.

At this moment, seeing Juéqíng Shītài staring blankly at him, Shi Song opened his mouth to retract, but she had already nodded and agreed.

All right, then let's go to Jinshan Temple.

Damn, I've got a loose tongue; I cursed myself silently, but there's nothing to be done—I had to grit my teeth and go along.

Immediately the two headed straight for Jinshan Temple outside the city; as the largest temple in the capital, Jinshan Temple is indeed built with extravagant luxury.

The entire temple's roof is made of pure gold, and there is even a hall that shines with golden light.

Just constructing this Golden Light Temple, it is said, consumed countless wealth, materials, and manpower.

Besides, for cultivators, these things are completely unnecessary—why make it so flashy? With that money, you'd be better off carving a few more formations.

But the Fomen insist on doing things this way, deliberately making it ostentatious.

Shi Song obviously didn't want to come to this damn Jinshan Temple, but once spoken, words can't be taken back.

The worst part was that, just as he and the senior nun arrived at the gate of Jinshan Temple, some bastard apparently said that the bald donkey Juéyuǎn was already waiting at the temple gate.

Upon seeing Juéqíng Shītài, the bald donkey greeted her with a smiling face, his visage still mottled with blue and purple bruises, yet it didn't affect his radiant smile.

Senior nun, I heard you were visiting Jinshan Temple, so I've been waiting here early.

Hearing that, Juéqíng Shītài could only nod politely and reply.

Thank you, Master Juéyuǎn, but today this poor nun is accompanying Shi Song as a fellow cultivator, so there's no need for you to worry; we'll just stroll around a bit.

Hearing his name, Shi Song strode forward with head held high and chest out, staring at Juéyuǎn with eyes full of chill.

But the bald donkey paid no heed to Shi Song, nor did he detect any hint of refusal in the senior nun's words, and continued smiling.

What's the harm? On this visit to the capital, I, the poor monk, am lodging at Jinshan Temple; the senior nun's coming, it's only natural for me to accompany her, so she shouldn't refuse.

Faced with Juéyuǎn's relentless pestering, Juéqíng Shītài inwardly refused, but not wanting to offend him too much, she ultimately could only reluctantly nod and agree.

Seeing this, Juéyuǎn enthusiastically led the two into the temple, mainly attending to the senior nun, while Shi Song was simply ignored.

This is Juéyuǎn's solution: with a person from the Dao Yi Sect present, outright force is obviously impossible.

If the hard approach won't work, then we can only try the soft one; first gain Juéqíng Shītài's trust, then later look for an opportunity.

Along the way, Juéyuǎn was extremely enthusiastic, making Shi Song's teeth itch.

All the way to the main hall of Gold Mountain Temple, the priestess went in to pay respects; only then did Shi Song come over to Juéyuǎn's side with a chilly expression, saying via Spiritual Voice Transmission.

Bald donkey, do you want to snatch the priestess from me?

Huh???

Hearing that, Juéyuǎn glanced at Shi Song, saw his grim expression, and instantly understood what was going on.

Don't judge him just because he's a monk, but he's very clear about matters between men and women; this old guy obviously has a crush on the priestess.

A cold smile curled at the corner of the mouth.

Priestess, it belongs to those with affinity.

I'm fucked, believe it or not, I'll mess you up.

Heh, if you've got the guts, make a move.

I.............

In terms of verbal sparring, Shi Song truly wasn't a match for Juéyuǎn; this bald donkey had a shameless look, just as Shi Song couldn't help but want to strike, a single sentence from Juéyuǎn instantly made him stop his action.

Tsk tsk, do you think the priestess would like someone who only knows to solve things with violence?

Saying that, he gave Shi Song a provocative look, as if saying, 'If you've got the guts, hit me!' which made Shi Song grit his teeth in anger.