Chapter 197: Pig‑Headed Man?

"Aren't you not easy to bully?"

Hu Meiniang looked coldly at Shu Mu, her eyes full of contempt.

She and Shu Mu share a fleeting romantic bond, but the number of men who have such a fleeting bond with her is unknown—there are thousands, perhaps even tens of thousands. In her eyes, Shu Mu is a person who can be either there or not, with no filter effect.

Being hit by the Ghost Wall Technique wasn't just once; according to Shu Mu, it happened a dozen or twenty times.

Not to mention that Shu Mu holds the rank of Juren; even an ordinary scholar might fall victim to the Ghost Wall Technique, but in any case could never be hit a dozen or twenty times.

She doesn't doubt that Shu Mu is deceiving her, after all Shu Mu swore by his ancestors.

Therefore.

Her impression of Shu Mu drops again!

"Madam Hu…"

Shu Mu wore a disgruntled expression, about to explain, but before he could finish his words, Hu Meiniang impatiently cut him off:

"Shu Juren, whether you keep up or not is your business, but if you get into a conflict with the other party, don't expect me to stand up for you; you must be mentally prepared!"

"Madam Hu, rest assured, if I meet Xuanqing Daozhang, I'll ask why he keeps using the Ghost Wall Technique on me over and over, thinking I'm easy to bully. If I truly get into a conflict with him!"

At this point, Shu Mu's words halted, as if he recalled something; a flash of harshness flickered in his eyes, and he said in an unfriendly tone:

"He will be the one to suffer loss; I'll make him know the consequence of offending me!"

He will repeatedly fall into Xuanqing Daozhang's scheming, being hit by his Ghost Wall Technique a dozen or twenty times in a row.

It can't be said that he's careless; once or twice, one could say his carelessness led to the scheme.

Although he is very angry, he still admits that Xuanqing Daozhang is skilled, at least in the Ghost Wall Technique, perhaps master‑level.

Of course.

Another reason is that Xuanqing Daozhang's Concealment Technique is extraordinary.

Even if he employed Confucian abilities and opened his Heaven's Eye, he still couldn't locate Xuanqing Daozhang's hiding place.

Thus he allowed Xuanqing Daozhang to keep using the Ghost Wall Technique on him over and over.

It nearly drove him to mental breakdown!

He suffers loss because he hasn't found Xuanqing Daozhang's true form; once he finds the true location, he believes Xuanqing Daozhang will be the one to suffer.

Xuanqing Daozhang has ability; does he lack ability? He's not been idle all these years, having collected many precious treasures.

Among them are his trump cards!

This is also one reason why he has the nerve to seek Xuanqing Daozhang after being hit by the Ghost Wall Technique a dozen or twenty times.

It's not just that anger has devoured his reason!

Hu Meiniang gave Shu Mu a faint glance, seeing his angry face, her eyes showed no hint of fear.

Perhaps she thinks she has ability—no, she has trump cards, enough to deal with Xuanqing Daozhang.

She doesn't care!

Hu Meiniang followed Dai Zhishang, mounting the black horse one after another, cooing, "Sir Dai, the sooner we go the sooner we return; I still have many things I want to enjoy that I haven't yet!"

"Meiniang!"

Dai Zhishang felt a blaze in his heart, and with great willpower he restrained the raging flame within, urging the black horse to gallop toward Hutou Gou.

Of course.

Precisely speaking, his legs were weak and his kidneys felt like being pricked by needles, unable to support another battle; that's why he wasn't swallowed by Hu Meiniang's temptation.

He could pick any spot and do what he loves most. 'Dog couples, dog couples, dog couples…'

Shu Mu rode his white horse behind Dai Zhishang's black horse, watching Dai Zhishang and Hu Meiniang riding the black horse with fervor, his face full of envy, jealousy, and hatred, wishing he could cut Dai Zhishang to pieces.

Yet he dared not utter a single sound!

He knows Hu Meiniang's temperament; if he dared speak ill of her behind her back, he wouldn't get a good end—just a lesson.

His abdomen roared with pain like a raging river, his face burned with a scorching pain, constantly reminding him.

He could only glare like a furnace at Dai Zhishang, hoping the dog thing would fall off the horse and break its legs.

Dai Zhishang rode the black horse with Hu Meiniang, and after entering Hutou Gou, he gradually slowed, fearing to collide with pedestrians, and rode all the way to Wang Ping'an's doorstep.

Not far nearby, many people were constructing houses.

"So many people, which family's… local rich landlord came here to build a house?"

Dai Zhishang slightly furrowed his brows; ordinary farmers building houses, he hadn't seen but had heard of, usually only a dozen or so laborers, whereas now, the nearby construction site had at least dozens, even up to a hundred laborers.

Moreover, the building materials were top‑grade, and from the outline of the construction one could tell it wasn't an ordinary villager's dwelling.

This novel you…

He can only hope that the local rich landlord building next to the Wang family isn't targeting the Wang family; even if he is, it's not to harm them.

Otherwise…

A flash of harshness passed through Dai Zhishang's eyes; his peripheral vision caught Madam Wang sunning herself behind the Wang family's fence, along with the cradle beside her, and he quickly called out warmly: "Madam Wang!"

"Sir Dai, why have you come?"

Liu Dongzhu looked up and saw Dai Zhishang and a strikingly seductive young lady dismounting the black horse, gasping. As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the white horse following behind Dai Zhishang.

To be precise, she saw Shu Mu on the white horse's back, his head turned into a pig's head.

Liu Dongzhu examined closely for a long time but couldn't identify who the pig‑headed person was, and couldn't help asking: "Sir Dai, that friend of yours, is he here to see Xuanqing Daozhang for treatment?"

"Madam Wang, he's not my friend; he's here to cause trouble for Xuanqing Daozhang!"

Dai Zhishang sneered.

"You rogue Taoist, I know you're right there; have the nerve to step out!"

Shu Mu dismounted the white horse, barked coldly, scanning the surroundings but still couldn't spot Xuanqing Daozhang, his face gloomy, saying in an unfriendly tone:

"Madam Liu, please help me by telling me that rogue Taoist's residence!"

Liu Dongzhu ignored him, as if she hadn't heard Shu Mu's words, showing no attitude of asking for help, and expecting her to answer Shu Mu's question?

She is good‑natured, but that doesn't mean she has no temper.

Especially, you can tell who this pig‑headed person is from Shu Mu's voice!

Liu Dongzhu asked, "Young Master Dai, have you eaten? If you haven't, I have freshly cooked dishes in my pot, and my parents are about to return, so why not eat at our house?"

"Madam Wang, we already ate on the way here!"

Dai Zhishang shook his head, declined Liu Dongzhu's kindness, and said, "We came here actually to request an audience with Xuanqing Daozhang!"

Liu Dongzhu frowned and said, "Young Master Dai, you aren't looking for Xuanqing Daozhang to defend this Shu Juren, are you?"

"Madam Wang, you really know how to speak. What am I, just a modest scholar, how could I have the right to stand up for a Juren?"

Dai Zhishang self‑deprecatingly said, "We are looking for Xuanqing Daozhang because we have something to ask him about!"

(End of chapter)