Chapter 76: Jiang Liuxue

Dong—!

The group had just finished discussing and walked out of the main hall, intending to check their lodgings.

Yet they saw a bald figure heading toward them.

"Fellow junior brothers, it is getting late; I have come to lead you to the guest rooms." It was the very monk Xiao Yong had questioned earlier.

His dharma name was "Qingshi," and he was the senior brother among the monks.

"Then we shall trouble you, Senior Brother." Zhu Dechang thanked him on behalf of the group, though the flashing ear stud he wore made Qingshi, standing opposite him, frown deeply.

However, he said nothing.

Ding Mo was following behind Jiang Liuxue at this moment, standing at the entrance of the main hall, and upon hearing this, he looked up at the sky.

The sun had already set, and pitch-black darkness enveloped the Temple, with only the cyan lanterns on the corridors remaining lit.

The lanterns seemed to use electric bulbs, providing a stable and bright light source.

Yet the sound of the bell made his footsteps falter, reminding him of the Clock Tower from his last Task.

He wondered if He Xiang and the others had survived.

In the week following the Task, Ding Mo had mentioned them to the Processing Bureau, but the outcome was not good...

"..."

Ding Mo snapped back to reality and discovered that Jiang Liuxue had already walked quite far ahead.

Earlier in the living room, the group had already agreed to stay two to a room to ensure safety.

And as "siblings" in terms of Identity, the two of them were naturally staying in the same room.

He quickened his pace to catch up; Jiang Liuxue glanced back at him indifferently without speaking.

Why did he feel that, despite also having survived two Tasks, Ding Mo was always so dazed?

It was the same when he woke up earlier, and it was the same now... Was he really reliable?

Although surviving two Tasks was basically impossible to achieve through luck alone, one could not rule out that some people were just that lucky.

Sensing the suspicion in her eyes, Ding Mo did not care.

Whether it is a mule or a horse, it has yet to be taken out for a run.

Soon, they arrived at the guest hall of the Temple.

There were many guest rooms here for travelers to stay in. However, it seemed to be an important time for Cidu Temple, so the guest rooms were not open to the public at the moment,

and naturally, they appeared desolate and unoccupied.

Like the others, he chose a room at random to move into.

Pata!

Watching Jiang Liuxue open the room door with a key and vigilantly survey the interior, Ding Mo looked toward the other rooms.

Since these were open guest rooms, the probability of encountering danger directly inside should not be high.

The important thing was that not all guest rooms here were open to the public!

Senior Brother Qingshi had specifically warned them not to wander around, especially not to enter those unoccupied guest rooms.

His explanation was: those guest rooms had not been cleaned for a long time and were very dirty.

The three words "very dirty" were quite intriguing; after all, in a Task, any piece of information was worth chewing over.

Seeing that Jiang Liuxue seemed to have finished checking the room, Ding Mo followed her inside.

Closing the door, Ding Mo swept a glance over the room, which was simply decorated and contained only one bed, and could not help but look at Jiang Liuxue.

At this moment, Jiang Liuxue's gaze also turned toward him.

As their eyes met, Ding Mo finally noticed Jiang Liuxue's attire.

A tight-fitting long-sleeved shirt, with her firm legs wrapped in ink-colored yoga pants, accentuating her round, full, and long legs.

Her figure was tall and extremely curvaceous, and her gaze was cold yet carried a hint of heroism; one look and it was clear she was no weak woman.

"... How about this, how about rock-paper-scissors?" Ding Mo suggested.

"Whoever wins sleeps on the bed, and the loser takes a mat to sleep on the floor."

Simple and efficient.

"No!" Jiang Liuxue refused him upon hearing this.

She crossed her arms over her chest:

"Fight me; whoever wins sleeps on the bed, and the loser sleeps on the floor."

Her proud chest pressed softly against the forearms she held against her bosom.

"Are you serious?" Ding Mo looked at her in surprise.

He had not expected that she, a woman, would actually take the initiative to get physical with a grown man.

Jiang Liuxue slightly raised her snow-white chin upon hearing this.

The meaning was self-evident.

It seemed she wanted to test Ding Mo's background.

"Uh... alright then." Ding Mo sighed.

Why did this feel like primary school students fighting over a chicken leg after school?

However, although the space inside the room was limited, there were very few items, so a spar would not be too cramped.

Seeing his attitude, Jiang Liuxue felt slighted; she immediately took a stance, her five jade-like fingers clenched into a fist, and in two or three steps,

she struck toward Ding Mo's chest!

Judging by the stance, it was actually quite decent... No, from the perspective of an ordinary person, it should be considered quite excellent.

If it were an average person, they would likely be taken down by her, but unfortunately...

"Impressive." Ding Mo gave a casual compliment, but with a sway of his body, he dodged it.

Having opened his "Gene Lock," his physical qualities in every aspect had long since far exceeded those of an ordinary person, and he could easily cope without even needing to use the Curtain.

If it were Gu Zixu who had come, this move might still pose a threat to him, but Jiang Liuxue, well.

Over there, Jiang Liuxue was slightly startled at the sight; she had not expected Ding Mo to look so dull yet be so agile, and she was just about to adjust her stance.

Ding Mo had already reached out with five fingers, locking onto her wrist like an iron chain!

Jiang Liuxue's wrist was quite slender, her skin white, tender, and smooth; it felt like solidified milk in his palm, and the texture was excellent.

"!!" Jiang Liuxue was slightly stunned.

She struggled with all her might, but Ding Mo's strength was immense; not only could she not break free, but she ended up flushed red from the effort.

This was the first time she had been touched by a man since she won the provincial youth martial arts championship at the age of 15!

And she was being held tightly, at that.

"Let go!" Jiang Liuxue said, struggling to maintain a cold expression on her face.

At the same time, she kicked out.

The woman's supple body erupted with astonishing force, and Ding Mo had not expected Jiang Liuxue's leg techniques to be so sharp,

and being somewhat careless, he failed to dodge in time, actually letting Jiang Liuxue's upward kick strike a single hair on his forehead!!

With the force of the wind brushing against his face, Ding Mo subconsciously let go of her wrist.

To be able to harm a single hair of his, Jiang Liuxue's leg skills could be considered extremely formidable.

Yet Jiang Liuxue remained relentless, pressing forward. This time she did not hold back in the slightest, greeting him with all manner of leg techniques, from the Seventy-two Tan Legs and Whirlwind Sweeping Fallen Leaves to the Cloud Piercing Leg.

But she could no longer harm Ding Mo in the slightest.

A short while later, after a continuous series of strikes, Jiang Liuxue was already panting for breath, her chest heaving and her jade-like face flushed.

Ding Mo looked at her helplessly.

This woman really had lost her head.

Rustle, rustle...

At this moment, a faint sound suddenly reached Ding Mo's ears.

"Hm?" Ding Mo's expression changed slightly.

This sound, it seemed a bit wrong?

But Jiang Liuxue did not notice; instead, seeing Ding Mo reveal an opening, she was pleasantly surprised and immediately used all her might to strike at Ding Mo!

"Ha!" Jiang Liuxue stepped forward, executing a vertical battle-axe kick, her right leg hanging inverted like a giant wheel, hacking toward Ding Mo's shoulder!

But Ding Mo no longer had the heart to play along with her, so he directly flashed forward and caught her before the kick could gather force.

"Ya—!"

Then, amidst Jiang Liuxue's exclamation, he pressed her against a wall.

Ding Mo pinned her, that round and powerful long leg of hers caught between the two of them like a sausage sandwiched between two slices of bread.

"You... what are you doing!?" Pinned by the immense force, Jiang Liuxue could no longer maintain her composure, finally revealing a look of panic.

She had only wanted to test Ding Mo's strength during the calm period at the start of the Task, to avoid this 'little brother' plotting against her during the operation.

She had never imagined that her own pride would be so fragile and vulnerable before him.

He could easily knead her with just one hand.

Feeling Jiang Liuxue in his arms like a captured little white rabbit, Ding Mo made a "hush" gesture.

"Shh—! Listen."

What... Jiang Liuxue subconsciously quieted down.

Sure enough, some strange "scratching sounds" were coming from behind this wall.

They came in bursts, with no regular pattern.

Jiang Liuxue was somewhat puzzled; what were they doing next door?

Ding Mo, however, thought otherwise, because he had observed the place before entering.

The room next door should have been empty!