Chapter 226

Inside the shop.

Su Qingling went behind the counter, took out a brocade box from beneath it, and placed it on the counter.

Luo Zijun was taken aback and asked, "What is this?"

As he spoke, he moved the brocade box in front of him and gently opened it.

Inside the box lay a dagger.

The dagger was nearly a foot long, resembling a short sword; the blade was slightly wide and grayish-white in color, with a tip like a long, thin needle, extremely sharp.

"Want to try it?"

Su Qingling said indifferently.

Luo Zijun took the dagger out of the brocade box, weighed it in his hand, and asked with some confusion, "Why is Senior Sister giving me a dagger?"

Su Qingling did not answer, only saying, "Take out your own dagger and compare it with this one."

Luo Zijun glanced at her and took his own dagger out of his Storage Bag.

"Clang!"

He held one dagger in each hand and struck them together with force.

On the dagger in his left hand—the one he had just taken out—a deep notch immediately appeared on the sharp blade.

So sharp!

Just as Luo Zijun was exclaiming in surprise, Su Qingling suddenly reached out and snatched both daggers away.

Then, to his stunned expression and gaze, she took her dagger and began to shave his, as if a sharp blade were whittling a stalk of sugarcane; his dagger was actually being shaved off in thin slivers.

The counter was covered in the iron shavings shaved off from the dagger.

In an instant, his dagger had been reduced to a thin sheet of iron.

Su Qingling gave it another light slash, and his dagger was severed as if it were tofu, leaving only a lonely, isolated hilt.

"Holy shit! It's this sharp?"

Luo Zijun couldn't help but blurt out a profanity, snatched it back, and examined it carefully, discovering that there wasn't a single notch on the blade.

This was by no means an ordinary dagger; it was a Treasure Tool!

He suddenly remembered something, looked up, and said, "Refined from the teeth of that demon pig?"

Su Qingling nodded and asked, "What is 'holy shit'?"

Luo Zijun was full of excitement, looking at the dagger in his hand and unable to put it down, saying, "A dirty word; young girls shouldn't learn it."

He then asked, "Who refined this? Didn't Master say that it requires a master refiner to forge such things?"

Su Qingling kept her pretty face cold and did not answer.

Luo Zijun held the dagger and swung it a few times in front of the counter, feeling that it was very comfortable to hold; the wooden handle was wrapped in animal hide, soft and tough, and the size was just right, as if it had been custom-made for his hand.

"Senior Sister, thank you."

Since this girl wasn't willing to say, there was no need for him to press the matter.

Su Qingling took a few more packets of poison from under the counter, placed them on the counter, and said, "I added some other things to these packets; the effect will be even better."

Luo Zijun's eyes lit up, and he carefully took one packet, looking at the label on it.

After reading it, he couldn't help but sigh and say, "Senior Sister, powerful martial artists have swirling wind energy around their bodies; I'm afraid it's hard for ordinary poison powder to get close to them."

Su Qingling said indifferently, "Just take these and use them for now. Come back in ten days, and by then I will have refined some poison specifically for dealing with martial artists."

Upon hearing this, Luo Zijun was immediately full of surprise: "There is poison specifically for dealing with martial artists?"

Su Qingling did not answer; she began to click the abacus, saying coldly, "The materials for these poisons are very expensive; I have noted down all the silver you owe me."

Luo Zijun hurriedly took out the five thousand taels of silver he had hidden last time from his Storage Bag, handed it to her, and said, "Senior Sister, here is five thousand taels, swindled from the Bai Mansion; you take it and use it first."

Su Qingling glanced at him, took the silver, and began counting it carefully, bill by bill.

"Senior Sister, is there really poison specifically for dealing with martial artists? Then why didn't you refine it for me before?"

Luo Zijun couldn't help but ask.

Su Qingling was busy counting the silver bills and ignored him.

Luo Zijun looked at her pure and charming face and thought to himself: Poison specifically for dealing with martial artists must be even harder to refine, and the materials are likely not easy to buy.

Moved in his heart, he quickly put away the dagger and the poison from the counter, then walked behind the counter, turned around, and proactively stuck out his backside, saying, "Senior Sister, do you want to pinch my butt? A hundred times is fine too."

Su Qingling put away the silver bills and went back to bowing her head and clicking the abacus to calculate the money, ignoring him.

Luo Zijun waited for a while longer, then had no choice but to turn around again and curry favor, saying, "Senior Sister, are there any more skirts or socks that need washing? Please, by all means, hand them to me; let me take them back and wash them for you!"

Su Qingling clicked the abacus for a while longer before turning her pretty face away, glancing at him and saying, "Do you really want to wash them?"

Luo Zijun nodded immediately: "I do!"

Su Qingling narrowed her eyes, stared at him for a moment, and said indifferently, "No skirts or socks, but I have a bodice; do you want it?" Luo Zijun: "..."

"Pa-pa-pa..."

Su Qingling didn't pay him any more mind and continued clicking the abacus.

Luo Zijun stood inside the counter for a long while, then couldn't help but ask, "Senior Sister, about that... the bodice?"

Su Qingling paused, then suddenly raised a jade hand, pushed aside the black hair covering the back of her neck, moved all her hair to her towering chest, and let it drape down over her right shoulder, revealing her fair and graceful nape.

On that nape, white as jade, was tied a thin pink string in a bow.

That was the string of the bodice.

On her back, there was another one.

Luo Zijun immediately stuttered: "Sen... Senior Sister, what... what are you doing?"

Su Qingling held her hair with one hand, turned her pure and charming face to look at him, and said indifferently, "Aren't you asking about the bodice? It's worn on my chest; you can untie it yourself."

Luo Zijun: "..."

!

"Senior Sister, I have other matters to attend to, so I will head back first. That, if you wash your skirt and silk socks tonight, you can save them for me."

He felt his mouth go dry and his blood surge instantly; not daring to linger any longer, he left immediately.

This girl, she was starting to tempt people on purpose again!

Luo Zijun fled the shop, and once hit by the cold wind outside, he immediately sobered up, the rising heat within his body also quickly fading away.

"Senior Sister, if you do this again next time, be careful or I will bring you to justice right here and now!"

He turned his head, looked toward the shop, and said viciously.

Su Qingling said indifferently: "Oh, then come tonight."

Luo Zijun's mouth twitched; he ignored her and strode away.

He returned to the Bai Mansion.

Bai Qingtong had already returned and was waiting for him at the Junzi Residence; seeing him return, she hurriedly asked: "Brother-in-law, what happened? Why did you leave so quickly?"

Luo Zijun said with a calm face: "Nothing happened."

Bai Qingtong frowned slightly and said: "Did you see Lai Da?"

Luo Zijun sat down at the stone table, picked up a teacup, and drank a few mouthfuls; before he could speak, Xiaohuan hurriedly said: "Young Master, that is Third Miss's..."

Luo Zijun was stunned and looked at the Bai Third Miss beside him.

Bai Qingtong smiled slightly and said: "It is fine, Brother-in-law, just drink it; I am not thirsty."

Luo Zijun was indeed thirsty; having been teased by that girl until his mouth was dry and his saliva was flowing, he truly felt a fire burning in his belly and smoke rising from his throat.

He held the teacup and gulped it down in one go.

Bai Qingtong watched from the side with a smile, her fair cheeks slightly stained with two blushes.

She had just drunk from that teacup.

Xiaohuan had originally wanted to say more, but was stopped by Zhiyuan.

Zhiyuan hurriedly went to fetch the teapot, filled the teacup, then poured another cup, and said: "Miss, drink this cup."

Bai Qingtong nodded, sat down on the stone stool, and asked again: "Brother-in-law, did you see Lai Da at the Jia Mansion?"

Luo Zijun nodded and said: "I saw him, and even spoke a few words with him."

Bai Qingtong's pupils constricted, and she said: "What did he say?"

Luo Zijun looked at the teacup in his hand, his fingers gently stroking it; after a moment of silence, he said calmly: "He didn't say much, just chatted for a bit; the atmosphere was harmonious, and the conversation went quite well."

At this time, it was already noon.

After Su Dafang returned to the Bao'an Hall with his Medicine Chest on his back, Su Qingling went upstairs.

Soon, she came down having changed her clothes.

She was wearing a black dress, draped in a black cloak, with a precious sword hanging at her waist, and her long hair tied into a high ponytail; her entire temperament had suddenly changed.

Seeing this, Su Dafang's expression changed drastically, and he said in a panic: "Where are you going again?"

Su Qingling said indifferently: "Cangyun Mountain."

Su Dafang was stunned upon hearing this, then his expression turned ugly as he said: "You are going to that forbidden area to gather herbs again? Did that brat come by today?"

He then said angrily: "Whenever that little bastard comes, nothing good ever happens! Ling'er, you cannot go to that place; last time you almost didn't make it back while gathering herbs for him, and I heard a terrifying thousand-year-old snake demon has appeared there recently, you..."

"Watch the shop properly."

Before he could finish, Su Qingling had already flicked her ponytail, walked toward the backyard, and left through the back door.

Su Dafang stamped his feet and sighed: "A fated disaster! A fated disaster indeed!"

(End of chapter)