Jin then said, "Why not start with those people who are monitoring you?"
“They’re just monitoring me. They use markings to contact their superiors,” Jiang Xiaohu sighed. “With people coming and going on the street, leaving an obvious mark means anyone can see it.”
Jin returned and asked, "You know?"
Jiang Xiaohu said, "I sent people to arrest them and question them."
Jin then asked, "What else did you find out?"
Jiang Xiaohu laughed: "That's all. The person died the next day."
Jin Huanlai pondered, "This person's actions are indeed flawless; the old cult leader also sent people to investigate him."
Jiang Xiaohu nodded: "That's right. That person probably thought you did it and didn't suspect me. I can't make any rash moves now, otherwise I'll alert him and it will be difficult to find him and avenge this irreconcilable feud in the future."
Jin glared back: "You're something else, making the Thousand Hands Sect take the blame for your own actions."
Jiang Xiaohu laughed: "I didn't know you back then. In order not to expose my secret, I had no choice but to put the blame on you."
Jin replied, "So what if we know each other now?"
Jiang Xiaohu replied without hesitation: "Since we're friends, you shouldn't mind carrying my burden."
Jin sneered, "Your skin is so thick you could sharpen a knife."
Jiang Xiaohu smiled without saying a word.
Jin looked at him for a long time and shook his head: "He went to so much trouble. If he knew what your treasure was, he would be furious."
Jiang Xiaohu said calmly, "Ruling the martial world is not necessarily a good thing. Don't forget there is still the imperial court. This person has killed more than a hundred people in my Jiang family. He has been scheming and plotting all for a non-existent treasure."
Jin replied, "This is not baseless. If this secret were to get out, you would have been torn to pieces long ago."
Jiang Xiaohu said sadly, "The Jiang family is not large. My uncles have no children, and my father only has me. To protect me, my grandfather kept this secret for more than ten years, disregarding everyone else."
“Including himself, I suppose he has already made arrangements to help you take revenge and rebuild your family in the future,” Jin said, glancing at him again. “He can’t bear to give up someone like you. Actually, if you were my son, I wouldn’t be willing to give you up either.”
Jiang Xiaohu threw the wine glass at his face: "Your wife is drunk."
Jin took the cup and turned around. The little girl was already slumped on the table, her cheeks flushed. It turned out that she had been so focused on talking to Jiang Xiaohu that she had been drinking and had forgotten that the girl was a little drunkard.
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Jiang Xiaohu laughed: "This little girl is quite interesting. Is tender grass delicious?"
"Are you blind? You really believe her?" Jin was distressed. "This girl lost her mother at a young age and rarely goes out, so she's a bit dumber than other girls. Unfortunately, I, the leader of this sect, am unlucky enough to run into her, so I have no choice but to take pity on her and save her life."
Jiang Xiaohu nodded: "No wonder he's different from others."
Jin was silent for a moment, then sighed, "You're right, I can't always protect her."
"You can enjoy it yourself in a couple of years. Don't worry, no one will laugh at you for dating a young girl." As she said this, Jiang Xiaohu seemed to remember something, suddenly sat up straight, stared at a certain part of his body, and looked at him strangely. "Young girls all say they're your wife, and you've slept with them, yet you haven't been completely taken advantage of. You... are you alright?"
Before Jin could react, he laughed again: "It's a waste to leave such a beautiful wife around. If you really can't handle it, then keep her for me. This young lady is just my type..."
Jin jumped up and kicked him.
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Back at Jin Garden, they tossed the little girl onto the bed, and she woke up just in time.
She rubbed her eyes, took in her surroundings, and asked, a little confused, "Are we back?"
Jin snorted, "What's the point of not coming back if you're drunk!" After complaining, he casually handed over a bowl of hangover soup: "Drink this and go to sleep!"
With her big eyes blinking, Qiu Lingling obediently finished her drink.
Jin removed his cloak, and the mute servant brought water. After a quick wash, he sat down on the bed and began to loosen his belt, asking, "How is my dear friend?"
Qiu Lingling remembered and said happily, "He's great."
Having received the answer he expected, Jin felt a little uncomfortable. "Tch, you two hit it off so well after just one meeting? How did you two become so compatible? This little girl was fooled by just a few words. She's really unreliable."
"Since you like him, why don't you marry him and become his wife?"
“This…” Qiu Lingling began to consider.
Jin pulled the blanket over herself, lay down, and closed her eyes.
A moment later, a soft little hand gently touched his face comfortingly, and she whispered, "But I am your wife."
These words reminded Jin Huanlai, and he suddenly opened his eyes, but no sound came out.
Still slightly tipsy, her fair face was flushed, and under the soft light, she looked as pretty as a peach blossom, radiant and charming. Her eyes were lowered, and she pursed her lips tightly, seemingly very embarrassed.
His head started to heat up again. Jin took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and silently recited "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form" three times. He realized that since the little girl entered Jin Garden, these were the two sentences he recited the most. He slept with a beautiful girl every day and couldn't do anything else. There was a high probability that a normal man would be turned into a monk or eunuch.
It's alright, it's alright, this leader will soon regain his freedom!
Thinking of this, Jin felt much better. He opened his eyes again, pointed at her, and threatened, "Listen, from now on, you're not allowed to drink! And you're not allowed to say you're my wife!"
"Why?"
"You know how to be a wife!"
"Who says I don't know!" she retorted angrily. "My mother is my father's wife. They eat together, sleep together, so can I."
"You can?" Jin was speechless. "You can? I fucking can't. That would make me feel like a piece of trash, doing things with a clueless, stupid little girl..."
"I don't want a wife!"
"I insist!"
Jin had an idea in mind and raised an eyebrow: "Okay, if you want to be my wife, you can only wear black clothes from now on."
What fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl would run around in black on the street? Young girls are naturally beautiful, and this is the age when they love beauty the most. They love bright clothes. Even the poorest families wear blue or green clothes. Who would want to wear black? Even if they occasionally like it, their parents would never allow their daughters to wear such a plain and unlucky color.
Qiu Lingling hesitated as expected: "Can't I wear something else?"
Jin laughed, then put on a serious face: "No, I only like black ones."
She lowered her head: "I see..."
See, this is what "liking" means to this little girl. It's almost like this cult leader to pretty clothes. Jin was both annoyed and amused. Seeing her indecisive look, he felt a little sorry for her and changed the subject: "Didn't you want to be a thief?"
Qiu Lingling indeed gave up on the previous question and asked happily, "Are you going to teach me?"
"You really want to be a thief?"
"kindness."
Jin looked at her for a long time before finally making up his mind: "I'll send you to find a master tomorrow, and you can learn kung fu from him. How about that?"
Qiu Lingling asked disappointedly, "Aren't you going to teach me?"
"I'm too busy to teach you!" Jin Huanlai transformed into a diligent cult leader.
"I'm not going." (Displeased)
Why wouldn't you go?
With slightly reddened eyes, Qiu Lingling turned around and said, "I'm not going. I want to go with you."
"Look what I've picked up!" Jin complained inwardly, then put on a fierce expression: "What are you crying for? If you want to be my wife, you have to know kung fu. Staying here only causes me trouble!"
silence.
Qiu Lingling hesitated for a long time before asking in a low voice, "Will it be very far?"
"It's right behind the mountain."
"Then I'll come back when I've learned it all."
"Good, good, good." Jin was so grateful he almost kowtowed to thank the cult leader, who was relieved that he would no longer suffer.
Outwitting the Fire Toad Beauty Cult Leader
A light rain fell from the overcast sky. Whether due to the weather or a magical formation, the valley was shrouded in mist, making the surrounding peaks appear and disappear indistinctly. The slender stones, the narrow path, the bamboo fence, the chrysanthemums, and the few simple stone houses were all bathed in the drizzle, and the chill of late autumn seemed to be everywhere.
However, the spacious stone house was as warm as springtime.
A thick black and white long-haired felt was laid on the ground, and an expensive cushion made of white fox fur was laid on the couch. Brightly colored jewelry and toys were displayed on the table and walls. A large brazier was burning beside the couch, and the bright red firelight was bright and soft, making people's faces rosy and warming their hearts.
Jin Yue sat on the couch, looking the little girl kneeling in front of him up and down, remaining silent for a long time.
The little girl was very well-behaved, with a pair of bright, clear eyes that held a hint of curiosity, fear, and confusion. Hmm, Jin Yue stroked his beard; she seemed rather amusing…
Seeing that he remained silent, Jin couldn't help but ask, "Hey, are you going to accept it or not?"
Jin Yue said calmly, "Why are you in such a hurry? She wants to become my disciple, so she should at least show me some sincerity. A teacher for a day is a father for life. I can make her kneel for as long as I want. What, is that not allowed?"
Jin was choked.
“Not bad, very much to my liking,” Jin Yue clapped his hands, bowed slightly and asked with a smile, “Girl, if you’re willing to kneel here for an hour, I’ll take you as my disciple. Are you willing?”
Jin retorted angrily, "Old man, are you doing this on purpose?"
Qiu Lingling quickly tugged at his clothes: "I'm not afraid."
“What a sensible and good girl,” Jin Yue said with a smile. “Now that the eldest disciple has become the leader, he refuses to kneel before his master anymore, so let the youngest disciple do it for him. What a good idea.”
Jin snorted, "Are you going to accept it or not?"
Jin Yue laughed: "How dare we refuse someone personally brought by the sect leader?"
Jin Huanlai immediately pressed Qiu Lingling's head down: "Kneel three times and get up."
Jin Yue stopped laughing: "Wait a minute, does the sect's rules say that the former sect leader taught disciples on behalf of others?"
Jin sighed and said, "Please, I'm begging you, is that alright?"
Jin Yue rolled his eyes and sneered, "I never take on disciples lightly, lest I ruin my reputation in the future. Now that she is someone you brought, I will make an exception, but I will test her first."
Jin frowned: "What do you want?"
“I have something to ask you,” Jin Yue suddenly changed the subject. “I learned the other day that Baili Ying obtained a fire toad from beyond the Great Wall and will be passing through this city soon. Why don’t you do it for me and bring the fire toad back?”
Jin was overjoyed: "Indeed a treasure! I've heard that the fire toad can dispel cold and detoxify, making it a rare treasure."
Jin Yue said, "I have already found out that Baili Ying's group consists of 65 people, including 23 top-notch experts. They plan to secretly escort them back to Baili Village. The Fire Toad is kept by Baili Ying and no outsiders are allowed to approach it. He will test every cup of tea and every meal for poison. You should take this girl to test it, but it is best not to disturb anyone else."
Jin was surprised: "Take her with you?"
Jin Yue nodded: "That's right."