Chapter 183: with translation of chapter title

This figure turned out to be a monkey covered in yellow fur, wearing a tattered robe, with several torn bags hanging from its neck, baring its teeth and grinning smugly.

Heng Xian was startled: "Dog, Gou Dan?"

This monkey was exactly the one he met halfway while fleeing from Sang Guo; he remembered that in Yangzhou City he had only been thinking about running and threw it away.

How did it... find its way here?

Hearing Heng Xian call it, Gou Dan became even more pleased, did a backflip, performed a hanging golden hook urinating toward the sky, and ended up urinating on its own neck.

Heng Xian put away the Storage Bag, reached out and flipped through the monkey's tattered robe, which turned out to be one he had once worn; upon checking the bags hanging from its neck, inside... were all women's undergarments.

Recalling that he had taught it to steal the maid Qingmei's clothes, he felt somewhat embarrassed, yet it had learned quite quickly.

The key is, how did this thing, from a distance of one or two thousand li, find him?

Could it be that this thing is some rare breed?

Just then, Gou Dan suddenly leapt up and started dancing.

No, it wasn't dancing; it was gesturing some movement.

Heng Xian looked for a while and actually figured it out——

It had seen many cultivators from various sects that day in Yangzhou City!

Heng Xian immediately opened the Heavenly Hexagram and made a rough calculation.

All right, the sect disciples have come looking for him.

Really damn sticky.

After pondering, his injuries were too severe; if not for his main cultivation method, the Purple Astra Eight Wastes Sword God Dao, having self-repair ability, he would probably still be lying in bed, and fighting would clearly be unsuitable.

There's still time; go out to buy some things and make a quick escape.

Thinking this, he patted Gou Dan, picked up his umbrella, and turned to leave.

Gou Dan followed behind, standing upright, looking the part.

"Master!" Under the eaves outside, Hao Feifei, the serving servants, and the Hao family hurriedly knelt, curiously glanced at the monkey that had appeared out of nowhere, then quickly lowered their heads.

The term "Master" used in Willow Tree Town differs from what brothel lass call "Master"; it must be used only for the clan's most venerable elder.

"No need!" Heng Xian waved his hand.

Just out the gate, he saw Fat Hao Gou and Sun Liuzi running over in the rain, bruised and swollen, and upon seeing Heng Xian they stammered and called out "Grandpa".

Heng Xian had no intention of paying attention, but couldn't help wondering: "Been beaten?"

Hao Gou gave a dry laugh: "It was Master Ma who beat us; Master Ma's chicken died!"

He looked accustomed to it.

Heng Xian exclaimed: "His chicken died—what does that have to do with you?"

Sun Liuzi forced a laugh: "Master Ma is the hegemon within a two-hundred-li radius; if his dogs don't get fed, he beats the town's elders; if his cats go missing, within that radius he picks the ten prettiest girls to entertain himself!"

If the price of spirit pork drops, they will drag out the unmarried daughters of nearby clans, strip them naked, and parade them through the streets.

If he's in a bad mood, he kills thirty elders a day.

Today his chicken died, they beat us, which is light, and also a favor to us.

Heng Xian was astonished; this is a super villain, he asked: "Everything else I can understand, but why, when in a bad mood, kill elders?"

Hao Gou sighed: "In his early years, Master Ma's family was poor; he left home in his teens, and in his thirties he reached the terrifying Qi Hai Realm, having achieved fame and returned, only to find his parents had been dead for many years, so..."

Heng Xian nodded: "His parents were bullied by the neighborhood elders; he didn't repay their nurturing, so when he's in a bad mood he kills some elders?"

"No!" Sun Liuzi said embarrassedly: "He came back to kill his parents, saying they were worthless, making him suffer that much; since his parents are dead and he can't kill them, he instead kills others' parents!"

Heng Xian fell silent for five breaths: "Lead the way, I'm going to meet him!"

In a big forest there are all kinds of birds; this sort of person, if he doesn't beat them when they leave, will later feel uneasy thinking about it.

Hao Gou and Sun Liuzi exchanged a glance: "This... okay!"

The two obediently led the way, thinking of what to say as they walked, but upon seeing Heng Xian's expression they dared not speak.

Thus they walked and stopped, after half an incense stick's time, arriving before a meat shop west of town.

This meat shop is huge; just the assistants number over ten, each stout and robust, shouting loudly, extremely overbearing.

Sun Liuzi and the other stopped, turned back, and said: "This is it; Master Ma is the owner of the meat shop, and anyone passing by must buy meat,"

If they can't sell it all, the small clans of nearby cities will send people to buy it!"

Heng Xian glanced around; sure enough, in the nearby rain curtain there were many carriages, their occupants some sullen-eyed men.

As he lifted his foot to step forward, his gaze unintentionally swept over a spot and he froze.

Hao Gou and Sun Liuzi curiously followed his gaze, and saw that it was the town's only tavern; inside, a weak attendant stood at the counter, demanding money.

Sun Liuzi said: "That's a newly hired odd-job worker from the Wang family; he's short, extremely ugly, doesn't like to talk, and always has something rattling on him."

Going to eat, it seems he's the master, we're the assistants; now it's time to settle wages and leave."

Before he finished speaking, they noticed Heng Xian had already walked over, and hurriedly followed.

Heng Xian arrived opposite the tavern, stood under a weeping willow, and did not go in.

Up close, he saw that the figure was short, with a bump on the forehead, a flat nose, narrowed eyes, and two slightly protruding buckteeth, looking like a rat.

It was exactly that monkey who, on the way to Tianyuan Sect, wanted to become a sword saint!

Seeing this guy who owed him three favors, Heng Xian was still happy, but he was even more curious about what the guy was doing here.

He's the type who doesn't show up unless he kills someone.

Now that he can make money, he's a talent!

Just then the monkey came out, holding two thick, large drumsticks, eating as he walked toward the meat shop.

Sword energy swirled around him, but he could now control it well, not being overly flamboyant.

Heng Xian laughed: "Master Ma probably won't make it!"

"Ah?" Hao Gou and Sun Liuzi jumped in fright.

Heng Xian didn't explain either, holding up an umbrella as he walked to the opposite side of the meat shop and stopped.

All that could be seen was that the monkey had already arrived in front of the meat shop, not speaking, while eating a chicken leg and looking inside the shop.

More than a dozen assistants glared angrily: "Little beggar, get lost!"

The monkey was unmoved, leisurely eating the chicken leg until he had eaten it clean; only when a few meat shop assistants were about to step forward to drive him away did he suck his fingers and say, "I've come to buy pork—doesn't this meat shop do business?"

The group of assistants exchanged a glance: "Can you afford it?"

The monkey said, "Of course, I want ten jin of crisp bone, ten jin of fat, ten jin of five-spice pork, ten jin of large intestine, ten jin of pork liver, ten jin of spare ribs, ten jin of marrow bones, ten jin of pork lung, ten jin of pork heart, ten jin of pork head—all minced!"

The assistants' expressions turned to shock, then they flew into a rage: "Damn little beggar, how can spare ribs and marrow bones be minced? You're looking for trouble, aren't you?"

The monkey said leisurely, "You can't do it, but Master Ma naturally can—have him come out!"

His tone was light and arrogant.

A "little beggar" directly calls out the great villain to come out—either he wants to die, or something is wrong.

The assistants stared at each other, and one of them hurriedly went into the inner room.

Not long after, a fat, ugly brute nearly two meters tall walked out and looked at the monkey: "You damn well really want it?"

Hao Gou hurriedly whispered to Heng Xian: "Sir, this tall fat man is Master Ma."

Heng Xian carefully sized him up; he seemed to be at the seventh or eighth layer of the Qi Sea Realm, and indeed in a small place he could be overbearing.

At this moment the monkey said, "Exactly, I'm in a hurry to go home—hurry up!"

Master Ma stared at the monkey for a moment, a hint of a smile appearing on his face: "All right, I'll cut it for you!"

Saying that, he walked toward the chopping block.

(End of chapter)