Chapter 194

Once, twice, three or four times……

At this moment, Shu Mu's face was deathly pale, he rode a white horse, his legs somewhat weak; he had repeatedly used Confucian literary techniques to break through one ghost wall after another, exhausting the venerable righteous qi cultivated within his body.

The severe side effects!

Shu Mu's face turned ferocious, his eyes wide open; as the Confucian warrior formed by condensation, holding a longbow, shot through the ghost wall encircling him, he could no longer suppress the anger welling up inside, glaring around, he burst out cursing:

"You wild Daoist, you beast, if you have the guts come out, see if I don't kill you, using these heretical ways, what kind of hero are you?"

He is a refined gentleman, especially coming from a great family, educated early, with his elders and teachers strictly demanding his etiquette; he had seldom—no, never—been so lacking in decorum.

Just like a shrew cursing in the street!

At this moment his guard was completely broken; if it weren't for not being able to find Xuanqing Daozhang's location, he wouldn't just be here endlessly cursing.

Instead, he would let Xuanqing Daozhang know that Confucian literary techniques can kill.

Who made Xuanqing Daozhang go beyond the ordinary? After leaving Hutou Gou, he encountered one ghost wall after another; before even walking a few li, he had already suffered over ten or twenty ghost walls.

Yet Xuanqing Daozhang, gifted in these heretical ways, only after riding his horse back and forth several times did he faintly realize he had been trapped by a ghost wall, going in circles in place.

Only by using Confucian writings to strengthen his eyes could he see through the ghost wall, and only by turning Confucian writings into a warrior could he shoot through the ghost wall.

Not to mention that the nurturing righteous qi within his body was about to be exhausted, even the thousand-li horse he rode was a fine steed he had bought at great expense.

Proud of their speed and endurance, they were nearly exhausted and about to collapse.

Not to mention that the ghost wall was impossible to defend against, he also used his eyes strengthened by Confucian writings to scan the surroundings over and over; even crawling ants several hundred meters away were visible to him in perfect clarity, yet he found no trace of Daoist Xuanqing.

Having energy but nowhere to use it, how could he not be angry?

"Isn't that Scholar Shu? Who provoked you, making you chatter on endlessly with nonstop scolding, like a shrew cursing the streets—this isn't the character of Scholar Shu you; in my eyes you used to be a refined and courteous gentleman!"

While Shu Mu was shouting curses to vent the anger he couldn't suppress, his eyes roamed the surroundings looking for any possible hiding place of Daoist Xuanqing, when a curious voice sounded.

He instinctively turned his head to look.

He saw not far away a black horse walking slowly.

Of course.

What concerned him most was that there was a man and a woman on the black horse's back.

The woman was in front, the man behind.

Moreover.

The man was especially improper!

"You wretch, you dare to laugh at me?"

At this moment, Shu Mu's reason had long been consumed by anger; hearing someone mock him, regardless of who it was, he instinctively drove the Confucian warrior to attack.

Nock the bow, draw the arrow!

"Whoosh!"

An arrow condensed from righteous qi turned into a Flowing Light and shot forth; Hu Meiniang gave a cold snort, casually reached out, and her jade hand easily caught the incoming arrow, then she said in a hostile tone:

"Scholar Shu, one day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of kindness, and this is how you treat me?"

As she spoke, Hu Meiniang first crushed the righteous-qi-formed arrow, then violently waved her jade hand, releasing a surging demonic energy that formed a large demonic hand before Shu Mu, which she fiercely lashed at him.

"Bang!"

Shu Mu was flung backward, spitting a mouthful of blood in midair; with a "plop" he rolled several times on the ground. Hu Meiniang broke free from Dai Zhishang's improper grip, leapt off the horse, and strode toward Shu Mu.

"Meiniang..."

Dai Zhishang instinctively opened his mouth, but before he could finish, Hu Meiniang coquettishly cut him off: "Dai Lang, rest assured, Meiniang will be fine!"

Dai Zhishang's mouth twitched slightly; he couldn't help swallowing saliva, his face showing a smile uglier than a frown, and he awkwardly said: "Meiniang, you've misunderstood; I, I, I mean, don't hurt that young master!"

"Dai Lang, I thought you would worry about me!"

Hu Meiniang gazed at Dai Zhishang with a lingering look, making him feel uneasy and unsure how to respond; she then continued speaking:

"Dai Lang, rest assured, as the saying goes: one day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of kindness; although he is heartless, I cannot be unrighteous—I will not take his life!"

"That's good, that's good!"

Dai Zhishang also let out a sigh of relief.

He wasn't worried about Hu Meiniang not because he was heartless, but because he clearly knew her terror—just now Shu Mu being sent flying by her slap was clear proof.

How could Shu Mu possibly harm Hu Meiniang?

"You, you, you don't come over..."

Shu Mu heard a series of heavy footsteps, his voice trembling; before he could finish speaking, he looked up at Hu Meiniang, instantly recognized her, and exclaimed delightedly: "Lady Hu, it's you—quickly save me!"

In this novel you have arrived

"Ha! You just called me a 'wretch', and now you call me 'Lady Hu'—how affectionate! Indeed, you are the most heartless and unrighteous scholar!"

Hu Meiniang coldly laughed.

"Lady Hu, hear me out..."

"Do you need me to save you and get you out of here?"

Just as Dai Zhishang sat on the horseback watching the show, a voice of indeterminate gender sounded in his mind, his expression suddenly changed; just as he was about to cry out in surprise, another voice sounded in his mind.

"Don't shout loudly, let that female demon know I'm right behind you; if you want to escape that female demon, just nod your head and I'll take you away from here!"

Dai Zhishang instinctively lowered his gaze and saw, in an inconspicuous spot behind the horse's back, a tiny Paper Person whose face was full of strangeness.

"That's right, it's me; if you want to escape the female demon's grasp, just nod your head and I'll take you away!"

Another voice sounded in his mind; at this moment Dai Zhishang came to his senses and shook his head.

Seeing this, how could Wang Ping'an fail to understand Dai Zhishang's meaning? Obviously he didn't want to leave that female demon; he was somewhat surprised, yet not unexpected.

From the Mountain God Temple and this place, watching Dai Zhishang's interaction with Hu Meiniang, one could roughly see that Hu Meiniang would not harm Dai Zhishang's life; Dai Zhishang following by her side was likely because he was willing.

It's just unclear whether Dai Zhishang fell under Hu Meiniang's enchantment technique or had his reason clouded by lust.

He would pass a message to Dai Zhishang, merely wanting to test whether Dai Zhishang had been ensnared by Hu Meiniang's charm technique or whether his own reason had been clouded by lust.

Of course.

It's not false to think of helping Dai Zhishang escape from here; besides, if Dai Zhishang had been caught by Hu Meiniang's charm technique, doing so would very likely earn Merit; also, thanks to him having saved Peregrine Falcon Little Gray in the Mountain God Temple.

"Alright, I understand, take care of yourself!"

Wang Ping'an conveyed a message, turned and left; he had personally experienced the terror of Hu Meiniang.

(End of chapter)