Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 138 I feel like I’m dying of exhaustion

On the narrow street, a man covered in filth kept bumping into passersby, knocking over stalls, kicking over chicken coops, and knocking down several playing children, causing a series of screams and insults.

"Ah! You're asking for death by running so fast!"

"Don't cry, baby. Mother will comfort you."

"Pay me some money! You stinky beggar!"

There was a loud noise. The young man in dark purple clothes in the air looked at the smelly beggar who was running away and yawned.

"I really don't know what's the point of running. I'll catch you in the end."

The young man stretched out his hand, and a small wooden sword flew through the obstacles and toward the smelly beggar.

A piercing sound was heard, and the stinky beggar's cloudy eyes flashed with hatred. He directly snatched a child from the arms of the woman next to him.

"Come on! If you have the guts, kill this mortal! Why should I fear death? I am not the kind of person who cowardly seeks life and fears death!"

The stinky beggar's voice was sharp, and the wailing of the woman next to him pierced the sky. It didn't slow the speed of the small wooden sword, which flew towards him with a sound of breaking through the air.

The woman ran over and started fighting the stinky beggar, but the stinky beggar pulled her to the front to block him and threw the child in his arms out.

The little wooden sword paused, turned around, caught the child and gently placed him on the ground.

The stinky beggar's eyes lit up and he knocked the woman directly against the sharp stone.

"Watch her die if you can!"

In just a few breaths, he jumped out dozens of feet.

As he expected, Xiao Mujian did not continue to chase, but caught the woman.

And the stinky beggar has disappeared.

The woman felt the reality of stepping on the ground and hurriedly ran to hug the child who was standing there in a daze.

Just as they were about to thank the small wooden sword, they saw a young man in a dark purple robe stop beside them, spinning the small wooden sword with his fingers.

"He might be scared." The boy said, then took out the sachet and let the child sniff it.

The child breathed with a dull look in his eyes, then rolled his eyes and fell directly into the woman's arms.

The woman said, "Thank you, young man! Thank you, young man! I will ask my husband to prepare a gift to thank you."

"No need." The boy yawned and walked forward. "It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning."

The small wooden sword spun in the air and paused slightly when it faced the woman.

The young man walked away in a few steps and disappeared, his posture still very lazy.

Noticing Xiao Mujian's impatience, he raised his eyelids.

"Why are you in such a hurry? He can't get far. Knowing your temper, I've already set up a formation. No matter how far you go, you'll just be going in circles."

Not long after, the smelly beggar and the young man met deep in the grass.

The stinky beggar's eyes were red. "Who the hell are you?! What gives you the right to hunt me down?"

"Why?" the young man tutted. "You're really good at turning the tables, making it seem like I was killing innocent people. How many soul bones did you secretly give to those people? How many people did you kill? Do you think I can't find out?"

The stinky beggar was furious. "I didn't kill your relatives or friends. What qualifications do you have to kill me?"

The small wooden sword slipped from his fingertips and pressed against the stinking beggar's neck.

The young man, Meng Nianchun, exclaimed, "You still know you can't just kill people casually. I thought you didn't know that."

Meng Nianchun: "A corpse-hunter who steals people's chances of obtaining immortal bones, a lackey of a noble family. You are even more vicious than those demons in the demon world. How dare you ask me why I killed you? On the contrary, I need a reason not to kill you, right?"

The corpse seeker smiled crazily: "Do you think I will tell you the truth? You are dreaming! Even if I die here today, I will not tell—"

With a flash of sword light, the small wooden sword waved away the blood and returned to Meng Nianchun's fingertips.

"Who said I want the truth?"

With a "bang", the body fell to the ground.

The bright red fruit fell at Meng Nianchun's feet, and Meng Nianchun looked up at the top of the tree.

Meng Nianchun: "Monkey is becoming more and more like my senior brother."

Wenren Shuyu jumped down and said innocently, "It's obviously you who are too slow. You're still hesitant to kill someone."

Meng Nianchun: "Is it over, Senior Brother?"

"Of course—" Wenren Shuyu smiled, "No."

Wenren Shuyu: "Hey! What's that look in your eyes? Are you doubting my strength? How about we fight now?"

Meng Nianchun: "If you use a sword, I will fight you."

Wenren Shuyu: "Can't we just use the sword?"

Meng Nianchun didn't say anything, just looked at Wenren Shuyu.

Okay, Wenren Shuyu understood what he meant.

Wenren Shuyu changed the subject: "Don't we need to deal with the body?"

Meng Nianchun: "Brother, do you want to use it as fertilizer?"

Wenren Shuyu: "A corpse with evil spirits won't pollute the spiritual fields, right?"

Meng Nianchun: "Maybe you can ask Doctor Yu to take a look. Aren't you two friends?"

"I have no intention of breaking off my relationship with the medical cultivator yet." Wenren Shuyu said cautiously, "Don't worry about what happens next. Go back and take care of the affairs of the peak."

Meng Nianchun: "Isn't there Senior Sister Jing?"

Wenren Shuyu: "Your Senior Sister Jing has been dating a doctor for a while now, and she's going through a difficult relationship. Can't you be understanding and considerate of her? She finally has some time to rest."

Meng Nianchun: "Where's Master?"

"I get mad when I talk about this!" Wenren Shuyu jumped up. "That old bastard said he was in seclusion, but he was just sitting there daydreaming and fishing! He doesn't act like a teacher at all! I don't know how a man like him could have a son as smart, wise, and considerate as me!"

Wenren Shuyu: "Niannian! The future of Yuexi Peak depends on you and Senior Sister Jing. As the future candidate Peak Master, you must familiarize yourself with the affairs of the peak to avoid being caught off guard when the time comes."

Meng Nianchun: "Brother, aren't you going to be the master of Yuexi Peak?"

"Who wants to be that?" Wenren Shuyu waved his hand and handed the gift he had prepared to Meng Nianchun. "When you meet your Senior Sister Jing again, remember to give her the gift I gave her for her future Taoist partner."

Wenren Shuyu: "It's rare that you dare to be with your Senior Sister Jing even though you know she's from Yuexi Peak."

Finally, I sighed: "Why doesn't anyone want to be with me?"

*

Meng Nianchun couldn't answer his senior brother's question. When he slowly returned to Yuexi Peak, he happened to see Senior Sister Jing teaching her medical practitioner sword skills.

Meng Nianchun took out a random spiritual herb from his storage bag and gave it to the medical practitioner along with the gift from Wenren.

Meng Nianchun: "I wish you a long and happy marriage and a son soon."

The medical practitioner happily accepted the gift, but Meng Nianchun noticed that his senior sister Jing was absent-minded.

The next second, Senior Sister Jing looked at the medical practitioner with admiration again.

Meng Nianchun: "Senior Sister...I saw it."

Senior Sister Jing ignored him and looked at the medical practitioner shyly, and the two began to chat sweetly.

*

Meng Nianchun suspected that Senior Sister Jing was acting deliberately to get over her emotional tribulation, but he had no evidence, so he could only run to the study to deal with Xiaoshandui's miscellaneous matters.

Then, in the middle of the night, he drifted to the outer canteen like a demon. Why didn't he go to the canteen inside the peak? Of course, it was because the canteen's chef had been poached by Wu Rong Peak.

I really don’t know what happened in Yuexifeng during the time he was away that he didn’t know about.

Although it was the middle of the night, there were still a lot of people.

Meng Nianchun found a random seat and sat down, but was attracted by the food of the girl in front of him.

He looks unfamiliar, so he must be a new disciple.

"You actually managed to get the last serving of lean meatballs?"

A lifeless and envious voice came, and Lin Qingyue looked up and found that it was the young man in dark purple clothes who had just sat down who said it.

Lin Qingyue: "I haven't used it yet, I'll give it to you."

Meng Nianchun was a little touched, "Why?"

Lin Qingyue: "You look like you're dying of exhaustion."

Meng Nianchun: ...