Sueños Florales en la Ciudad

Capítulo 7

For a moment, urine rained down like rain over the Liuhua River, and excrement flew like shooting stars; on the river's surface, peach petals glistened like pink, and human excrement shone like gold. Besides the "rouge-colored" excrement, many innocent boats in the Liuhua River were also affected, their occupants scattering like startled eels across the water. It was truly a spectacle!

The people on the "Cherry Blossom" were almost suffocating from the stench. Maple Snow and the man in blue were both annoyed and amused, and hurriedly ordered, "Close the windows! Close the doors! Set sail and get out of here!" Damn it, this street rascal is too ruthless, he can even come up with such a despicable trick!

"Rouge Qi" finally came to her senses, and the boatmen shouted and braved the rain of excrement to escape.

That rogue was utterly shameless. Seeing that the enemy had escaped the attack range, he grabbed a "golden bucket" in his left hand and a "golden spoon" in his right, then leaped onto the nearest boat. Standing at the stern, he swung the spoon with imposing grandeur. His aim was superb; every spoon struck the boatmen of "Rouge Qi," making them cry out in pain.

The ship he occupied was in dire straits. The people on board cried out, "Oh no!" and with a "bang," two figures burst out of the cabin through the roof, one white and one blue. The white was like the snow on a high mountain, and the blue was like the waves of the deep sea. Like startled cranes, they gracefully swept towards the shore.

The rogue glanced back, somewhat surprised, but then turned back again. Seeing that the people on "Rouge Qi" were unable to withstand the attack and had jumped into the water to escape, creating an extremely embarrassing scene, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.

Feng Xuese and the man in blue robes flew dozens of feet away without touching the ground before stopping side by side under a deep red peach tree. When they looked at each other, they found that they still had lingering fear on their faces. These two were both unparalleled geniuses among the younger generation in the martial arts world. Even when faced with a forest of powerful enemies and bizarre and dangerous situations, they would not necessarily frown. However, that pile of yellow and white things made by millions of people successfully forced them to flee in panic.

Although they were upwind and could no longer smell the pungent stench, the two still felt as if they were in a nightmare, as if they were soaked in that extremely vicious smell.

The man in the blue shirt shook his clothes, both amused and annoyed: "That kid is really shameless! In all my years of wandering the world, this is the first time I've ever seen such a street ruffian!"

Feng Xuese plucked a peach blossom, held it to his nose and inhaled it gently, as if using the fresh scent of peach blossoms to dispel nightmares. After a long while, he shook his head and sighed softly: "The dignified leader of Jietianshui Island, Fang Jianwu, was actually chased away by a rogue faster than a rabbit. If this gets out in the martial arts world, it's a real joke!"

"I remember you were the one who rushed out first!" The man in blue glanced at him sideways and said coldly, then added fiercely, "This kid absolutely cannot be let off easily!"

This rascal knew some kung fu—at the time, "Cherry Broken" was at least three zhang away from him, yet he leaped over carrying a bucket of excrement weighing over a hundred jin (approximately 50 catties) without any effort. But for a martial artist to commit such despicable acts against those poor brothel workers was even more insidious than a street ruffian who didn't know "martial arts"!

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Meanwhile, seeing that "Rouge Qi" was almost completely soaked in excrement and stank from the inside out, and that it would be impossible to entertain guests without spending a lot of money to clean it up, the rogue was finally satisfied. He kicked the wooden bucket into the river, and after several feet, he leaped ashore with a "whoosh," laughing loudly as he led his group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people away.

The sky is vast and the bright moon is rising.

The sudden, fleeting drizzle during the day washed the spring night sky clean and made it exceptionally clear. The pale moonlight cast a long shadow over the Yanhe Pagoda.

Yanhe Pagoda is a seven-story Buddhist pagoda, but it has long been neglected. The grass at the foot of the pagoda is lush and green, and it looks desolate and quiet under the pale moonlight.

On the first level of the tower, against the wall are several broken Buddha statues missing heads and arms, with piles of rotten straw at their feet. Among the straw, a creature lies half-reclined, its round body dressed in a white fur coat sprinkled with a few black spots, with large ears, squinting small eyes, its belly pressed against the ground, lazily staring at a patch of leaping red on the stone slab in the middle of the tower.

It was a bonfire, burning brightly. On a thick tree branch, a plump, half-cooked chicken was skewered, its fat dripping into the roaring flames, sizzling and filling the air with its aroma.

Beside the fire sat a disheveled boy, slowly turning a tree branch with a hand covered in ashes.

Seeing that the chicken was almost cooked, the boy, not caring about getting his hands dirty, tore off a chicken leg and threw the rest of the chicken towards the person on the straw, saying while chewing on the chicken leg, "Huahua, we need to find a new place to hang out tomorrow!"

Today, I stole a chicken from a farmer not far away, and that old widow chased me with a broom, yelling and cursing at me, saying she'd break my legs if she caught me! Damn it! Did she even manage to catch me? If it weren't for her age, I would have driven her to her death on the spot! I only ate a dozen or so of her chickens, is it really worth risking my life for her?

The one in the straw was munching and chewing, occasionally letting out a couple of "humming" sounds, presumably indicating that it had no objection to moving.

"By the way, I'm wondering why you've become so lecherous! It's one thing to flirt with the girls wherever you go, but you've only been in Qingyang City for a few days and you've already developed a new habit. You keep trying to seduce the fat girl from Old Man Cai's house. That girl isn't pretty at all, with small ears and a short mouth. I just don't understand, what do you see in her?"

The woman, annoyed by his nagging, looked up and gave him a disapproving glance, as if to say, "You'll never understand my feelings."

With a "plop," the boy threw a chicken bone at "Huahua's" head: "I'm warning you, I heard that Old Man Cai used to castrate pigs when he was young. Be careful, or he might make you childless!"

"Hua Hua" seemed a little scared, and burrowed into the straw, making a "humming" sound.

“I know you’re reluctant to part with Cai’s daughter, and I’m actually reluctant to part with Widow Sun’s chickens too! Behind Widow Sun’s house, there’s a patch of Dream-Breaking Grass growing on the slope. Those chickens grow up eating Dream-Breaking Grass and its worms, so their meat is tender, flavorful, and has a special sweetness. After leaving Qingyang City, we’ll never be able to eat them again!” The young man sighed. “But we have to move. If one of us gets his leg broken for stealing chickens, and the other gets castrated for having an affair, how are we going to roam the world?”

"Tap, tap, tap!"

A soft knock sounded on the ajar door on the first floor of Yanhe Pagoda. A cheerful voice asked, "Is anyone home?"

The boy immediately said, "Nobody's here!"

"If no one's home, there's no need to knock!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, with a "crack," the door bar snapped in two, the door burst open, and two fleshy blobs squeezed in. One of them wore a gray shirt, his round, chubby face with his eyes squeezed into slits by his fat, making him look like a large lump of dusty fat; the other wore a blue shirt, his features wrinkled together like a freshly steamed bun.

As soon as the gray-shirted meatball entered, it immediately sniffed the air and exclaimed, "It smells so good! It smells so good!" Looking around, it caught sight of "Huahua" gnawing on a roasted chicken, and its little eyes immediately lit up.

The little girl, "Huahua," was extremely clever. Seeing that things were not going well and fearing that her food would be snatched away, she quickly ate the rest of the roast chicken and even chewed up the bones before swallowing them.

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The gray-shirted meatball's expression changed, and he turned back dejectedly, squeezing to sit down by the fire: "Can I borrow a place?"

The green-clad meatball had already taken its seat by the fire.

These two enormous figures took up four-fifths of the space, and the slovenly boy suddenly felt like he was the very center of a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), feeling extremely uncomfortable under the weight of two greasy mountains of meat.

He was so angry and annoyed that he glared at the two fleshy balls and moved to the side.

Just as the two fleshy lumps settled down, someone else walked in.

This time, there were two boys, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with delicate features and dressed neatly. Each of them carried a very large bamboo basket, covered with a white cloth.

The boy entered the tower, bowed to the two fleshy balls, placed the bamboo basket in front of them, and then quietly withdrew.

The gray-shirted meatball lifted the white cloth off a basket, grabbed a lotus leaf wrapping, and exclaimed, "Old Ma's braised pork knuckle!" He tore off the lotus leaf, revealing a dark red pork knuckle, glistening with oil, perfectly balanced between lean and fat, looking incredibly delicious.

He grabbed a piece of pork knuckle, took a bite, then tossed it to the meatball in the green shirt. He then pulled another bag from the basket: "Aha, it's vegetarian chicken from Baiyun Temple!"

"Ruyi Zhai's roasted lamb leg!"

"Pine Branch Yellow Rabbit!"

"Beauty Shop's Honey-Glazed Crispy Fish!"

"..."

A variety of delicious foods were pulled out of the basket in a continuous stream, and the two meatballs chewed on them while praising them wildly, as if they hadn't eaten in eight lifetimes.