OBS Chapter 119 The eldest sister kidnapped the demon king
Chapter 119 The eldest sister kidnapped the demon king
Wei Zhuyun frowned but said nothing.
"Hey, what do you two immortals want to buy? The masks and jewelry here are all spiritual. Look, they are glowing. Wearing them will definitely make you outshine all the other girls!"
The stall owner was trying hard to sell his products. Seeing that Mingnan and Wei Zhuyun looked very impressive, he knew they must be rich people, and his eyes lit up.
Mingnan didn't say anything. His eyes swept across the stall and finally landed on a half fox mask with a white background and red patterns.
She picked it up and held it against Wei Zhuyun's face. The mask just covered the upper half of his face, leaving his lips and chin exposed.
Especially those beautifully shaped and rosy lips, which look particularly alluring and make people want to peek into her true appearance.
But the upper half of his face was covered and could not be seen, which made people even more imaginative.
Wei Zhuyun smiled from behind the mask and asked jokingly, "Does it look good?"
Mingnan nodded, turned to the stall owner and said, "I want this mask."
Her eyes moved slightly, and she picked up a peach-colored jade hairpin. The stall owner immediately said, "Fairy, you have good eyesight. These hairpins are a pair. The one in your hand is for men, and I have another one for girls."
As he spoke, he took out a black box from a pile of boxes. After opening it, there was indeed another hairpin carved with peach blossoms. The hairpin itself was not valuable, but the beauty of it lay in the fact that the peach blossoms were pink with a hint of red, and were carved so vividly that they looked lifelike.
Wei Zhuyun took a look and it was as if he could smell the faint fragrance of peach blossoms.
She recalled the confrontation between the two of them by the Lingtan Pond that day and the blood-red peach blossom that fell on her neck.
The more Mingnan looked at them, the better they looked. He nodded and said, "I'll take both."
As he was about to take the money, a large hand with distinct joints and protruding blue veins suddenly stretched out from the side.
Mingnan paused, followed the hand upwards, and met Wei Zhuyun's gaze.
He spread out his hands, and there were two medium-sized spirit stones lying in his palms.
He handed them to the stall owner and said, "I want these and this mask."
As he spoke, he picked up another mask with a seductive peach blossom painted on it.
The stall owner was overjoyed and asked hurriedly, "Is there anything else you want, Immortal? I have a lot of good stuff here!"
"No, that's all."
The stall owner hesitated: "But these are not worth two spirit stones."
"I think it's worth it, no need to look for it."
Wei Zhuyun placed the spirit stone on the stall, turned around and put the mask on Mingnan's face, "Turn around."
Mingnan was puzzled, "Why should I wear a mask?" But she turned away anyway.
Wei Zhuyun raised his hand, pulled the straps of the mask, and deftly tied a knot behind her head.
"It would look weird if I wore it alone. You should wear it with me." He whispered in her ear.
Mingnan laughed, turned around, looked at him, and hooked his finger.
Wei Zhuyun turned his back, Mingnan put the mask on for him, took the peach blossom hairpin and said, "I'll help you tie up your hair."
During this period, Wei Zhuyun either let his hair down or tied it behind his head with a ribbon.
There are also hair crowns and hairpins in Mingnan’s ring, but Wei Zhuyun doesn’t like them and says they are ugly.
It's rare that Wei Zhuyun doesn't dislike this.
Mingnan gathered his long hair and combed it gently with his fingers, leaving half of it draped behind him and fixing the other half with a hairpin.
After combing her hair, Mingnan looked around and praised, "It looks good."
“Can you look good even with a mask on?” Wei Zhuyun sneered.
Mingnan nodded calmly, "Well, because of your appearance here--"
She pointed to her head, then to her eyes, "Not here."
Wei Zhuyun looked at her deeply, and after a while he raised his hands to cover her eyes.
Mingnan: "Huh? Why are you covering my eyes?"
"Fairy Ming is so powerful, I think she doesn't need to watch the road." Wei Zhuyun pulled her and left quickly.
"Then whose fault is it if I fall?"
"It's mine."
The two of them were bickering with each other, but after taking only two steps, Wei Zhuyun's sleeve was suddenly pulled.
He turned around and saw a small, dark kid who was not even as tall as his legs.
"Brother, I'm hungry."
Wei Zhuyun frowned, "I have nothing to eat."
The little kid stared at him with his big eyes for a while, then decisively left him and ran towards Mingnan.
His dark little hands hugged Mingnan's legs, and several small handprints were immediately left on Mingnan's blue gauze dress.
"Sister, I'm hungry."
Wei Zhuyun's face darkened. Before he could speak, Mingnan squatted down, touched the little boy's head, and asked gently, "Why are you alone?"
The little boy shook his head, his clear eyes showing a kind of indifference that showed he was ignorant of worldly affairs. "They are all dead."
Mingnan was startled and asked, "Have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future? If you have the chance, would you like to practice?"
The little boy was silent for a while, shook his head, and repeated: "Sister, I'm hungry."
Mingnan sighed, took out the last few meat patties and a few low-grade spirit stones from his storage ring and gave them to him, whispering, "Keep the money yourself and don't let anyone find out. Eat the patties quickly before they go bad."
A happy smile appeared on the boy's dark face. He held the meat pie and said to Mingnan, "Thank you, sister."
After saying that, he turned and ran, disappearing at the alley in the blink of an eye.
Wei Zhuyun glanced at the handprints on Mingnan's clothes and said with a smile, "How can a child who can survive in a place like this be an ordinary person?"
"Your kindness is too much."
Mingnan looked at his hand that had touched the little boy's hair, and sure enough, it was covered in black ash.
She had evil thoughts in mind, and as she listened to Wei Zhuyun's mumbling, she quietly pinched his sleeve.
Sure enough, his voice stopped abruptly.
Mingnan smiled secretly and blinked innocently.
Wei Zhuyun looked at her slender white fingers, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and asked in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"
Mingnan imitated the little boy's tone and said softly, "Brother, I'm hungry."
Wei Zhuyun: “???”
He was surprised and asked, "What did you call me?"
Mingnan pursed his lips, clenched his fingers little by little, and then rubbed them hard.
After she was done, she let go as if nothing had happened, "Nothing, let's go, let's find a place to sell the things."
She walked forward leisurely, leaving Wei Zhuyun with a confused look on his face.
205: [Host, you are so bad~ Hehe~]
Mingnan pursed his lips to hold back his laughter, and walked very quickly, with his sleeves slightly lifted up.
Soon, Wei Zhuyun shouted angrily from behind: "Mingnan——"
……
"I'll just help as much as I can. Meeting each other is destiny. Since he asked me for help, I'll give him a chance. Isn't it the purpose of a cultivator to take care of himself when he's poor and to help the world when he's rich (1)?"
Mingnan counted the money as he walked and said, "I also tried that boy because he has good talent, so I asked him if he wanted to cultivate. Since he doesn't want to, then forget it."
Wei Zhuyun sneered, "You cultivators have no other abilities except your ability to talk."
Mingnan glanced at him and said, "My fists are also very powerful, so I advise you not to try it lightly."
Wei Zhuyun's eyes narrowed suddenly.
Realizing something, Mingnan also stopped, put the one thousand medium-level spirit stones he earned from selling demon pills and furs into his storage ring, and turned to look at him leisurely.
No one spoke. After an unknown amount of time, Wei Zhuyun used his fingers as a knife and slashed at Mingnan's neck without warning.
——Digression——
(1) Quoted from Mencius, Chapter on Exerting One’s Mind