Chapter 114: The Little Cabbage Is Being Rooted Up Again, the Pretty Senior Sister Is Furious!

At midday.

Luo Zijun sat in the carriage and finally returned to the city.

Zhiyuan followed along, never leaving his side.

After returning to Anguo Mansion.

Luo Zijun gave Zhiyuan some instructions, then returned to Junzi Residence, entered his room, took a pill given by the old Daoist, and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

When Xiaohuan heard the news and hurried back, he was already asleep.

The little girl helped him close the door and did not disturb him again.

Luo Zijun slept until dark.

When he got up, his body finally regained some strength, but his kidneys on both sides still ached faintly.

His steps were unsteady, and his head felt dizzy.

I need to buy some medicine to nourish myself.

He suddenly remembered that when he was attacked last time, it was only after drinking medicine that he recovered quickly.

Thinking of this, he gave Xiaohuan some instructions and prepared to go out.

At this moment, Zhiyuan brought a sumptuous dinner and told him: "Young Master, Third Miss came this afternoon. She originally wanted to see you, but you were sleeping at the time, so Third Miss did not disturb you further and said she would come to see you tomorrow."

Luo Zijun said: "Tell Third Miss that I am fine."

Zhiyuan agreed, placed the food on the stone table in the courtyard, and asked curiously: "It is so late, is Young Master still going out?"

"I am going to buy something, you all eat first."

Luo Zijun glanced at the dinner and went straight out the door.

Having spent all last night eating saliva and some strange things, he lost his appetite at the mere thought of it.

He left the mansion.

After wandering the streets for a while, he began to look for a pharmacy.

Just as he was walking with weak legs and a dazed expression, a cough suddenly came from the entrance of a shop nearby: "Ahem..."

Luo Zijun was lost in thought and did not pay attention, continuing to walk forward.

Who would have thought that the coughing sound would come again: "Ahem, ahem..."

Luo Zijun frowned, turned his head to look, and was instantly shocked, frozen in place.

At the shop entrance.

A slender figure in a plain white dress, tall and beautiful, with a high chest, was leaning against the door frame. That elegant and refined temperament, that pretty and charming appearance, exuded a cold yet alluring aura.

Those moving, beautiful eyes were also looking at him coldly and provocatively.

However, after his gaze met hers, she immediately lifted her chin, let out a "humph," and turned into the shop with a haughty air.

Luo Zijun stood frozen, rubbing his eyes hard, feeling somewhat incredulous.

He thought that because of his kidney deficiency, he might be having some mental confusion and blurred vision.

He suddenly looked at the name of the shop: Bao'an Hall.

He then looked at the couplet outside the door.

The couplet read: May there be no illness in the world, what does it matter if the medicine on the shelves gathers dust.

"Senior Sister!"

He immediately shouted and rushed into the shop.

Inside the shop, Su Qingling was already standing coldly behind the counter, her pretty face cold, looking down and fiddling with an abacus, ignoring him.

Luo Zijun opened his eyes wide and stared at her carefully for a while. After discovering he was not dreaming, he immediately circled the shop once.

"Senior Sister! It really is you!"

He immediately rushed into the counter, excitedly opening his arms, wanting to give this cold girl a hug.

But Su Qingling had already calmly picked up that thick Rolling Pin, looking at him coldly with her beautiful eyes, and said: "Who is your Senior Sister? I don't know you."

Luo Zijun immediately turned around, stuck his butt out, and said: "Senior Sister, hit me, hit me hard, until you recognize me."

"Ahem, ahem..."

At this moment, someone suddenly walked down from upstairs, coughed, and said with a straight face while looking at someone: "Some people, don't think that just because I am not here, you can act like a hooligan toward my dear granddaughter! My Zhenji Technique and Qiegang Technique are not just for show!"

"Master!"

Luo Zijun immediately rushed over, opened his arms, and hugged him, his face full of excitement.

The expression on Su Dafang's face could no longer hold, and he said irritably: "Get lost, get lost, get lost, I still have to go on a house call, I just took a bath, don't touch me!"

Seeing him carrying the Medicine Chest, Luo Zijun quickly let go and said affectionately: "Master, are you still going on a house call so late? Disciple will go with you."

Su Dafang looked disgusted, rolled his eyes, and said: "I am going to the Brothel, do you want to go and peek at other people's big white butts again?"

Luo Zijun laughed dryly and said: "Disciple will wait outside."

"Not needed."

Su Dafang looked displeased and went out the door with the Medicine Chest on his back.

Watching his thin back, Luo Zijun couldn't help but sigh to the girl behind the counter: "Senior Sister, Master is already at such an age, yet he is still so diligent in earning money, he is truly a role model for our generation. I reckon his coffin money has already been piled higher than this little building, right?"

Upon hearing this, Su Dafang, who had just stepped over the threshold, suddenly stumbled and fell flat on the ground.

Luo Zijun hurried over to help him up, but his legs went soft, he tripped over the threshold, and also fell flat on the ground with a "slap."

Su Dafang climbed up from the ground. Originally, his heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, and he was about to curse this little bastard, but seeing that he had also fallen face-first, he immediately burst into loud laughter: "Retribution! Serves you right! Why didn't you fall to your death, you son of a bitch! Hahahaha..."

After saying this, he strode away while laughing up at the sky.

Luo Zijun lay on the ground: "..."

After a while.

He finally climbed up from the ground and, amidst the strange looks from the street, hurried into the house.

Behind the counter.

Su Qingling's beautiful eyes looked at him coldly and suspiciously, and she said, "Come in."

"Senior Sister..."

"Come in!"

Seeing that she seemed truly angry, Luo Zijun hurriedly entered the counter, his face full of ingratiation as he said, "What are Senior Sister's orders? Are you going to spank me again?"

Su Qingling grabbed the clothes on his chest and tore them open with a "rip," her gaze landing on his neck and chest.

There were tooth-marked scars everywhere, and even bloodstains.

"Senior Sister..."

Just as Luo Zijun was about to speak, the young girl in front of him suddenly turned him around, and with a "rip," she tore off his trousers.

"Senior Sister, don't..."

Luo Zijun suddenly felt a chill on his buttocks and hurriedly covered them to beg for mercy: "You can hit me, you can pinch me, but you absolutely must not use the Rolling Pin to poke me, it will kill someone!"

Su Qingling stared coldly at the deep tooth marks on his backside, her pretty face turning livid.

Luo Zijun turned around and looked at her, saying, "Senior Sister, I..."

"Slap!"

Before he could finish speaking, Su Qingling suddenly gave him a loud slap.

This was the first time she had ever slapped him.

Luo Zijun did not hesitate at all; subconsciously, he raised his hand and, with a "slap," returned a loud slap to her.

Su Qingling swayed from the blow, her face turned away, and a lock of hair from her temple flew up and landed at the corner of her mouth.

As soon as Luo Zijun finished hitting her, he was shocked and hurriedly raised both hands, saying, "Senior Sister, I'm sorry, my hand moved on its own. I swear, I absolutely never thought about hitting you back..."

Seeing her with hair stuck to the corner of her mouth, looking at him coldly without a word, Luo Zijun hurriedly leaned his face forward and said, "Senior Sister, hit me again. I swear, this time I definitely won't hit back! If I hit back, I..."

"Slap!"

Before he could finish speaking, Su Qingling indeed slapped him again.

Who would have thought that as soon as this slap landed, Luo Zijun again subconsciously raised his palm and returned a loud slap to her just the same.

"Slap!"

This time, it was even louder.

Luo Zijun: "..."

The air suddenly froze.

The room suddenly became terrifyingly quiet.

After a few breaths.

Su Qingling suddenly grabbed his buttocks and pinched hard, shouting angrily, "I'll pinch you to death!"

"I'll pinch you to death too!"

Almost instantly, Luo Zijun reached out and grabbed her shapely buttocks, pinching hard as well.

As soon as he pinched her, he was stunned for a moment and wanted to let go immediately, but it hurt so much he hissed, and he couldn't bring himself to release his grip.

"I'll pinch you to death!"

Su Qingling suddenly reached out her other hand and pinched his chest. "Ah..."

Luo Zijun immediately let out a miserable cry: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! This time it really hurts! That part was already injured!"

"I'll pinch you to death..."

He immediately reached out his other hand as well, preparing to pinch her.

However, after seeing her towering chest and cold eyes, his hand suddenly dropped and pinched her slender waist, which could be spanned by a single hand.

"Senior Sister, I was wrong, spare me..."

Although Luo Zijun did not show weakness in his pinching, he immediately softened his tone and begged for mercy.

Su Qingling ignored him, keeping her pretty face cold as she continued to pinch tightly.

Luo Zijun had no choice but to return the favor in kind.

The two remained in this stalemate for a long time, until a customer came in to pick up medicine, at which point they tacitly let go, and then tacitly went back to grabbing medicine and collecting money together.

!

The moment the customer walked out of the shop, Su Qingling grabbed his chest again.

Luo Zijun gasped, grabbed her waist in return, and pleaded, "Senior Sister, when will this cycle of vengeance end? We haven't seen each other in so long; now that we've finally met, can't we sit down peacefully, drink tea, chat, enjoy wine together, and be happy?"

"Shameless! I'll pinch you to death!"

Su Qingling applied more force, her pretty face growing colder.

Luo Zijun hissed in pain and hurriedly said, "Senior Sister, let me explain."

"Shut up!"

Su Qingling's fingers began to twist with force.

Luo Zijun broke out in a cold sweat from the pain and immediately increased his own force, his fingers also beginning to twist with force.

Su Qingling's delicate body trembled, and she couldn't help but hiss in pain as well.

Both of them twisted, both hissed in pain, and then, hurting, they both leaned against the counter next to them, yet neither was willing to let go.

"Senior Sister, hiss... it's going to fall off, it's really going to fall off..."

Luo Zijun looked down and discovered that this girl was not only twisting and pinching with force, but also pulling outward; it really, really, really, really hurt!

"Senior Sister! If you don't let go, don't blame me for pinching you there too!"

Luo Zijun threatened through the pain.

Su Qingling not only did not let go, but pulled and pinched even harder, then puffed out her towering chest, leaned close to him, and looked at him with cold, provocative eyes.

Luo Zijun naturally dared not pinch that spot, so he had to continue begging for mercy, yet he did not hold back his own strength.

Another moment passed.

Finally, another customer came into the shop to have a prescription filled.

The two tacitly let go, tacitly grabbing the herbs and calculating the cost.

Once that customer had taken the medicine and just turned to leave, Luo Zijun immediately seized the opportunity and "whooshed" out from behind the counter.

The customer was startled by this commotion, turned his head to look at him in astonishment, and said, "I... I paid."

Rubbing his chest, Luo Zijun hurriedly apologized with a smile, "I have business to attend to, it has nothing to do with you, please go on your way."

The customer gave him a strange look before leaving the shop.

Luo Zijun hurriedly fled further away, hissing as he rubbed his chest, and looked at the cold, aloof young girl behind the counter, saying, "Senior Sister, you are too ruthless. Although a man's parts here are of little use, you shouldn't pinch like that; it could kill someone."

Su Qingling held her slender waist with one hand and her backside with the other, looking at him with icy eyes, and mocked, "You won't let me pinch, so you only allow others to bite, is that it?"

Luo Zijun: "..."

He couldn't help but heave a long sigh and hurriedly explained, "Senior Sister, this matter was not of my own volition. Just like last time, I encountered the female flower-thief again, and it was the same one as before. Although this sounds absurd and unbelievable, I swear, everything I said is true. It really was that detestable female flower-thief again! Don't talk about you, even I find it hard to believe that it was her again..."

As he spoke, he recounted his miserable encounter from last night in full detail.

His tone was filled with humiliation and anger, resentment and hatred.

Of course, there were some things that needed to be hidden.

For instance, there were two times he couldn't help but turn the tables, shifting from defense to offense, making that villain lose her armor and drop her weapons, suffer a total defeat, and collapse in disarray; and there were a few other times he couldn't help but bite her back, leaving traces of his heroic battle in the very same place on her, and so on.

Su Qingling narrowed her eyes, listening with a frosty face, her two fair fists clenching tighter and tighter.

"Detestable!"

Luo Zijun gritted his teeth with hatred, "A deep humiliation! I, Luo Zijun, practice day and night with such hardship, is it just so that female thief can have her way with me one more time? Bah! If I don't avenge this, I, Luo Zijun, swear I am no man!"

Su Qingling looked at him with icy, beautiful eyes and said, "How do you intend to avenge it? By doing it back?"

Luo Zijun immediately said, "How could that be! That female thief covets my handsome body, dreams of it, and wishes she could play with it every day, sucking it dry! If I were to do it back, wouldn't that be returning evil with good, making her even more happy and pleased? Bah! I am not a fool, I am not that stupid!"

Then he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "I have decided to strike back hard, beat her to a pulp, and make sure she can never crawl up again!"

Su Qingling looked at him with a frosty face for a while longer, then ignored him and lowered her head in silence.

Luo Zijun immediately remembered the important business and hurriedly said, "Senior Sister, fill me some of that medicine from last time, I need to replenish myself."

Su Qingling's face remained icy, and she ignored him.

Luo Zijun hesitated for a moment, then shamelessly took the paper package himself and went in to grab the herbs.

"Senior Sister, the silver you and Master left me that day, I will return it all to you later. Today's medicine can also be added to the tab."

Since this young girl had returned, the silver definitely had to be returned to her.

After grabbing the medicine, he wrapped it up.

Only then did Luo Zijun take out his money pouch, counted out six silver notes from it, placed them on the counter, and said, "Senior Sister, you left me five hundred and fifty taels and nine hundred and forty wen last time. Today, I am returning six hundred taels to you, is that enough?"

Su Qingling said coldly, "Not enough."

Luo Zijun hesitated for a moment, then took out another hundred taels, placed it on the counter, and said, "Is that enough now?"

Su Qingling still said, "Not enough."

Luo Zijun suddenly thought of those precious Medicine Bath herbs, the poisons this girl refined, and the martial arts training tools in the backyard, so without hesitation, he took out the remaining eight hundred taels in his money pouch and placed it all on the counter.

"Senior Sister, this is all I have..."

He spoke pitifully, hoping this girl would have a change of heart and leave him some.

"Not enough."

Su Qingling still coldly said it was not enough, then without hesitation, she gathered up all the silver notes and silver on the counter and put them into the cabinet.

Then, she looked at him with cold eyes and said, "Keep earning."

Luo Zijun could only say, "How much more is missing?"

Su Qingling said coldly, "However much you can earn is how much is still missing."

"Can't be bothered with you!"

Luo Zijun didn't bother with this girl anymore, took the medicine, looked at the sky outside, put on a new outer garment, and prepared to leave.

Su Qingling suddenly asked coldly, "Where is my bathtub?"

Luo Zijun said, "I am using it. Does Senior Sister want it back? Then return my bathtub to me first."

"Hmph."

Su Qingling ignored him and lowered her head to fiddle with the abacus.

By now, it was already dark outside.

Luo Zijun stared at her cold and pretty little appearance for a while longer, then softened his tone and said, "Senior Sister, about that... just letting you know, I am not married."

Su Qingling paused, raised her eyes, and looked at him coldly: "So?"

Luo Zijun shrugged and said, "If I were married, I would be a man with a wife and couldn't come over to play with Senior Sister anymore. Since I'm not married, then in the future, I can still come over often to play with Senior Sister. Is Senior Sister happy?"

Su Qingling kept her face cold, ignored him, and continued to lower her head to fiddle with the abacus.

"Senior Sister, I'm leaving then."

Seeing that it was getting late, Luo Zijun didn't linger, waved his hand, and went out the door.

Soon, that tall and slender figure disappeared around the street corner in the distance.

Su Qingling slowly raised her head, her gaze fixed on the dark night outside, and she was dazed for a moment before suddenly narrowing her eyes, a cold glint flickering within them.

When Su Dafang returned carrying the Medicine Chest, he found that she had already changed into a black outfit and black cloak, and had even put on a Bamboo Hat and a veil.

Su Dafang was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Ling'er, where are you going?"

"Jinshan Temple."

Su Qingling said coldly, then went out the door.

Su Dafang's expression changed abruptly, and he said in a panic, "You cannot go there! You cannot go there! The monks there are very formidable! Especially that Fahai!"

Su Qingling had already stepped out the door and walked away quickly.

"Sigh..."

Su Dafang could not help but let out a long sigh; he had no choice but to put down the Medicine Chest, lock the door, and follow her out.

"I knew it, nothing good ever happens whenever that little bastard shows up; I must have had eight lifetimes of rotten luck."

"My coffin money, these old bones of mine, sooner or later they will all be finished off and crippled by that little bastard... sigh..."

(End of chapter)