Chapter 191 Mind Your Own Business, Otherwise You Will Suffer

The next day.

In the early morning, after bidding farewell to Mo Chou who was reluctant to leave, Cheng Long jumped on his horse and headed towards Qu County, 500 miles away.

During the process, he didn't even look at Xiahou who was kneeling in front of the door.

Most people who were ignored like this would definitely feel ashamed, annoyed, and even hateful. But Xiahou was not an ordinary person. He knelt from yesterday to this morning, a total of seven hours. When he stood up, he acted as if nothing had happened.

In order to avoid being left behind, Xiahou went into a horse inn, bought a fast horse at a high price, rode the horse out of Yunlang Town, and followed closely behind Cheng Long.

When Cheng Long sped up, he also sped up. When Cheng Long rode slowly, he also rode slowly.

In this way, the two of them were in a stalemate for the whole morning.

At noon.

Next to a forest stream near the official road.

Cheng Long took out the love package prepared by Mochou, took out a steaming oil paper bag from it, and opened it layer by layer. An enticing aroma of meat, from light to strong, drifted to every corner of the forest.

"Would you like some?"

Cheng Long tore off half of a beggar's chicken and said to Xiahou who was not far away.

"Thank you, Mr. Cheng."

Xiahou Jianke, whose lips were dry and his stomach was hungry, was delighted when he heard this. He ran up to Cheng Long, took the beggar's chicken and started eating it impatiently.

Seeing that he was eating so enthusiastically, Cheng Long pulled off a chicken leg and started eating it in silence.

after a while.

After eating and drinking, Cheng Long washed his hands with soap, turned to look at Xiahou Jianke, and said slowly: "Xiahou, I am not a Taoist priest, and I have no intention of accepting disciples. It is useless to pester me. If you really want to practice, you can only turn to Buddhism and Taoism. Don't think about taking crooked paths, otherwise it will only hurt others and yourself."

"Master Cheng, I want to know why you don't accept disciples." Xiahou Swordsman still didn't give up.

"Because... I am a demon cultivator!"

As Cheng Long finished his words, a terrifying demonic energy burst out from his body.

In a trance, Xiahou Swordsman seemed to see a demon god who was several meters tall, tall and mighty, with two little black dragons coiled on his shoulders, grinning at him.

Just one look was enough to scare him to death!

"Stop following me."

As Cheng Long's voice rang out, the evil spirit and evil shadows in the forest suddenly disappeared.

"..."

Looking at the other person's receding back, Xiahou Jianke was speechless for a long time.

At this moment, he no longer had any thoughts of pestering Cheng Long.

The demon cultivators are moody and if you accidentally anger them, you may lose your head at any time.

In fact, if Xiahou Swordsman continued to chase and harass Cheng Long at this time, showing a strong desire to seek the truth, Cheng Long would certainly not accept him as a disciple, but would give him a chance to sign a devil contract and obtain the Shura Book that leads to Daluo, or give Mochou the Qi training technique that he learned from the parchment scroll.

But some things once missed you will forget them for a lifetime.

Xiahou failed to seize this opportunity purely because of his weak will, and he cannot blame anyone else.

……

A few days later.

In Qu County.

Cheng Long, who was exhausted from traveling, passed by a teahouse and waved to the elderly shopkeeper, saying, "Shopkeeper, what delicious food do you have?"

"Sir, there isn't much food in this small teahouse. Today we only have peanuts, pork head, and some vegetarian dishes."

"A plate of peanuts and a plate of pig ears."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

The old shop owner's eyes lit up. Pig ears are not cheap and most people would not be willing to eat them, so they had to be served well.

While the shop owner was preparing tea and side dishes, Cheng Long looked around and saw two men nearby looking at him from time to time but he didn't pay any attention.

In the past few days, he has encountered too many villains on the road who wanted to rob people of their money.

Needless to say, the result is that it would be a waste not to kill the materials that are delivered to your door. Even a mosquito leg is meat!

Maybe it was because Yan Chixia liked to meddle in other people's affairs, but he did not encounter any harmful mountain monsters within a hundred or two hundred miles of Yunlang Town, and the villages and towns he passed by were relatively peaceful.

Near Qu County, there lived an old Taoist priest from Mount Laoshan who was highly skilled in Taoism.

Therefore, all the people he met along the way were bad people. There were very few evil ghosts and vicious monsters that wreaked havoc on the world, not to mention zombies.

"Sir, the dishes you requested are here."

After a while, the shop owner brought the chopped pig ears and peanuts.

At the same time, a woman came towards us on the mountain road opposite the teahouse. She was wearing an emerald green double-breasted skirt, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently with her steps, like a spring breeze blowing through willow branches, bringing with it vibrant green.

The woman is holding an oil-paper umbrella with delicate flower and bird patterns painted on it. Under the umbrella, she has an elegant face and a sense of tranquility and serenity between her eyebrows, as if she is at peace with the world and only wants to indulge in this world of blooming flowers and plants.

Her appearance instantly attracted the attention of two men at the table next to Cheng Long, because the girl's dress was very bold, with a very wide front opening, revealing a lot of white, which made the two men stare at her in amazement.

Of course, such attire is very common to Cheng Long. Some women in modern society don't mind wearing miniskirts that are so short that their buttocks are exposed, let alone a hint of whiteness exposed on top.

"Girl, what would you like to eat?"

The shopkeeper came forward and greeted him.

The old man had a very serious look, and when he asked, his eyes always stayed on the woman's face, without even looking down.

"I'm just taking a break. Give me a pot of tea!"

The woman spoke in a gentle voice and sat down opposite Cheng Long with ease. She didn't care at all about the peeping eyes of the two men beside her.

Because at this moment she was attracted by Cheng Long's special temperament.

"Okay, okay, wait a moment, girl."

The old shop owner returned to the shop with a smile on his face and prepared tea for the girl.

At this time, the two scoundrels next door couldn't help but start teasing.

"Mo Zai, Miss Mao's bun shop in town, the steamed Goubuli buns are so big!"

"Isn't it? It's so tender and looks as big as a tea bowl."

Snapped!
The man opposite Mo Tsai slapped him hard and retorted, "Fuck you, what tea bowl? It's obviously as big as a teapot, okay?"

“Yes, yes, yes…” The beaten Mo Zai was obviously used to being bullied. He didn’t care about the slap at all and his eyes remained on the woman.

"Don't you believe it? I just bought two and put them in my arms. How come they disappeared?"

The vulgar man groped himself for a while, then stood up and led his men to the woman, and asked with a smile: "Little girl, have you seen the two buns I bought?"

"Brother, I saw it, it's in her arms..." Mo Zi pointed to the girl's collar.

"It turns out to be here!"

Seeing that the thug was about to reach out to grab a certain part of the girl, Cheng Long suddenly put down his chopsticks and stopped him, "Hey, that's enough, stop harassing the little girl, you want a big meat bun, right? I'll give it to you!"

Say it.

Cheng Long turned his hand and pulled out two big buns filled with fresh meat like a magic trick.

This was the dry food he prepared. If he had not passed by this teahouse, the bun in his hand would have been his lunch.

"Huh~~ Taking things out of thin air? How did he do that?"

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the girl in green.

She originally thought that Cheng Long was just a scholar passing by. If the two thugs with evil eyes hadn't come to interrupt her, she would have already started a conversation with him.

But it's pretty good now.

She likes the feeling of being cared for!

"Kid, mind your own business, or you'll suffer the consequences." The rude man glared at Cheng Long fiercely, and his younger brother Mo Zai beside him even took out a dagger in secret.

Most people, frightened by these two, would just lower their heads and walk away, not daring to meddle in other people’s business.

Unfortunately, the person they met today was Cheng Long.

"Really? I'd like to see how you two stinky sweet potatoes can prevent me from getting anything good?" Cheng Long raised the corner of his mouth slightly and replied calmly.

"court death!"

The rude man suddenly pulled out the dagger and stabbed Cheng Long in the chest without hesitation.

When the girl in green saw this scene, she subconsciously wanted to stop it, but she saw Cheng Long raised one hand like lightning, grabbed the wrist of the rude man, and then twisted it hard.

Click!

The wrist of the rough man's right hand holding the knife suddenly folded at a 25-degree angle.

The severe pain caused his facial features to wrinkle.

Seeing this, another guy named Mo Zai threw away his dagger without any loyalty and turned to escape from the teahouse, but was hit by a bun thrown by Cheng Long and was defeated.

"roll!"

Cheng Long shouted coldly.

The vulgar man who was wailing in pain was suddenly frightened and ran away without looking back.

"Brother, wait for me~~"

Mo Zai followed closely behind.

After the two men walked away, the elderly shopkeeper stepped forward and said, "Sir, these hooligans are very vengeful. They will find helpers. I don't want the money. Please leave quickly!"

"How can that be done?"

Cheng Long took out a few taels of silver and handed it directly to the old shop owner.

Afterwards, the girl in green left the place.

(End of this chapter)