1778: C1778 Who Are You Trying to Fool

C1778 Who Are You Trying to Fool

Gao Cui and Wu Wei, who only had their eyes on Wolfmaster Shen and Wolfmaster Shen, immediately lost their arrogance when they saw the young nun revealing this skill without any change in their expressions.

"Thank you, little Taoist."

Shen Yinbing, on the other hand, had a nonchalant expression on her face, as if her casual actions were normal.

Director Wang was even more polite. He gave a slight nod of respect, then sat cross-legged on a mat placed at the entrance of the hall. He shut his mouth and didn't say anything.

Even though he had a very prestigious position in the Baodao authorities, his current performance was nothing out of the ordinary – when it was time to keep a low profile, he would never step out and take the limelight. From this, it could be seen that there was a certain reason why he was able to reach his current high position.

Gao Cui and the other man exchanged a glance before they stood silently behind Shen Yinbing, looking down at Yang Xue with cold eyes.

"Good tea. It was bitter at first, but then it became extremely sweet. It's not much better than the best Da Hong Pao from the mainland."

Shen Yinbing took a sip of the tea and praised sincerely.

Actually, Wolfmaster Shen was used to drinking good wine and coffee, so how could he drink good or bad tea?

What she said was nothing more than an affectation.

Director Wang, on the other hand, was the one who truly knew how to taste tea. Holding the teacup in the palm of his left hand, holding the edge of the cup lightly with his right thumb and index finger, he closed his eyes and took a sniff. Then, he slowly took a sip.

He opened his eyes and said: "I have long heard that there is Sweet Nectar Tea in the Celestial Clouds Mountain. Legend has it that it was born after the cliffs and Yin of the cliff are at least three hundred meters high, and the morning sun is shining brightly, gathering the essence of heaven and earth, and only picking it once every sixty years. At most, I can pick twenty-eight cups of the tea, which implies twenty-eight stars in the sky."

When Director Wang opened his eyes again, there was a bright glint in his eyes: "Legend has it that during the era of Kangxi in the Great Qing Empire, there was a axman who cut firewood and mistakenly entered the Celestial Clouds Monastery. He begged for shelter at night, and the Taoist master offered a cup of sweet tea to him.

"He's bragging about some sweet tea of Celestial Clouds Monastery."

Shen Yinbing thought to herself as she smiled and pretended to listen attentively. She thought to herself, "What tea tree is so godly? It is only picked once every sixty years, and there are only twenty-eight cups every time. What nonsense is this?"

Director Wang naturally did not know that Wolfmaster Shen had already considered him to be a 'spout of nonsense', so he continued to speak from the bottom of his heart, "After a span of eighty years, the axman has never forgotten the Sweet Dew Tea, and he also knows that it is because of that cup of tea that he died after drinking the Sweet Dew Tea, and that his longevity is one hundred years old, so when he was one hundred and thirteen years old, he ignored his descendants' persuasion and decided to walk the road of observation, hoping to taste the Sweet Dew Tea again. However, after wandering around the mountain for ten days, he was still unable to find the Celestial Clouds Monastery. After returning …"

Seeing that Director Wang had cast a contemptuous glance at Director Shen when he was telling a story (he must be secretly ridiculing Director Shen for pretending to know nothing), Gao Ling was angered in her heart and coldly replied, "That woodcutter will definitely die of depression when he goes back. Before he dies, he will sigh at the fate of his life. He can only have the chance to drink a cup of Sweet Dew Tea."

Director Wang was stunned for a moment and then asked with a smile, "How do you know? Could it be that you have also heard of this legend?"

"Never heard of it."

Gao Ling sneered silently and said, "Because all the mysterious stories will end like this. Only by boasting like this could he show the value of the Sweet 'n' Sour Tea. So, I do have a suggestion for Celestial Clouds Monastery. In the future, if we can cultivate a large area of Sweet Nectar Tea, it can be grown everywhere in the mountains and give birth to a tea industry group with eighteen hundred tons of Celestial Clouds Monastery each year.

"Little Ling, shut up!"

After hearing that Gao Ling had started to hint at Taoist Hongchen, Shen Yinbing quickly reprimanded and interrupted her. She then smiled apologetically at Director Wang. "Director Wang, I don't have much health under my hands. Please forgive me."

"Hehe, it's fine, it's fine."

Director Wang, whose eyes were filled with anger, laughed coyly after hearing that. He picked up the tea cup and drained it in one gulp. He no longer had the mood to taste tea.

When Shen Yinbing was acting decently, Director Wang could not help but mock her using this legend, but Gao Ling retorted bluntly. Taoist Hongchen just sat there quietly, not saying a word.

Only when Shen Yinbing reprimanded Gao Ling for apologizing to Director Wang, did she say softly, "Although the Sweet 'n' Sour Tea is not as exaggerated as Director Wang said, it is indeed picked once every sixty years, only picking twenty-eight cups every time."

That was because your tea tree was small, or perhaps it was just deliberately mystifying.

Shen Yinbing reprimanded him and changed the topic with a smile, "Taoist Hongchen, I came to disturb your cultivation. I believe you know why I'm here."

"It's because of Yang Xue."

Taoist Hongchen didn't try to keep Shen Yinbing in suspense, so he directly told her the reason for his visit.

"Yes, it's for her."

Shen Yinbing then looked at Yang Xue with a stern gaze and said indifferently, "I don't think I have any grudges with Ms. Yang. I really don't understand why she would kill the distinguished guest I invited on my wedding day and use her head as a congratulatory gift. So I came all the way to Treasure Island to ask her about it. "I believe Taoist Hongchen won't blame me."

Taoist Hongchen also looked at Yang Xue. His gaze was calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

Yang Xue's hand once again extended to her waist.

"Hai."

Sighing lightly, Taoist Hongchen shook his head, his tone carrying a slight disappointment, "Yang Xue, I thought you had been cultivating in the Celestial Clouds Monastery for sixty years (After hearing her say this, Shen Yinbing and the others started to ridicule you again: What sixty years, you are lying again, you are clearly just a thirty year old young woman), it can remove some of the evil nature from your body. But I have to admit, I failed. "

Yang Xue didn't say anything and just took a step back.

"The uneasiness in your heart caused close to a hundred people to die because of you. It also caused you to commit more than forty years' worth of crimes. Using the method of Yang Qi to heal others truly disappointed me."

Taoist Hongchen spoke as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, with a voice that was so calm it made one feel annoyed: "From you onwards, Celestial Clouds Monastery will never accept people from Western World again. From then on, you are no longer one of my Celestial Clouds Monastery. "

Yang Xue's expression finally changed drastically. Just as she bit her lips, the male messenger spoke up first, "What, Taoist, are you trying to avoid trouble by pushing Yang Xue out as a sacrifice?"

"Since the day Celestial Clouds Monastery existed, I have never feared any trouble. However, I have never been willing to be troubled by others."

It was like a tongue twister. Taoist Hongchen said faintly, "Using the western legends as an analogy, you are the poisonous snakes that lured Adam and Eve into the Garden of Eden. If it weren't for you, Yang Xue wouldn't have ended up like this."

"This is an unstoppable trend!"

The male envoy said in a stern voice: "Taoist Hongchen, you should know that we are the ones on the united front..."

Taoist Hongchen waved his hand and said to Shen Yinbing: "Causing a ruckus at your wedding, the person who killed your guest is here. No matter what you want to do, no one in the Celestial Clouds Monastery is allowed to interfere. Have you finished preparing the items for your leisure time? "

"I'm ready."

The little Daoist nun was sitting leisurely as she walked out of the moon gate in a flash.

Then, four tall and sturdy nuns carried a dark thing and slowly walked in through the door. They put it on the wall and then bowed to Taoist Hongchensheng. Then, they quietly left.

A coffin?

Shen Yinbing's eyes narrowed when she saw the black coffin. Director Wang's expression changed. He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it again.

Taoist Hongchen closed his eyes again.

This coffin was specially prepared for Yang Xue.

Of course, it was also possible that someone else had gone in to kill Yang Xue.

If Shen Yinbing knew that Taoist Hongchen had ordered someone to prepare the coffin before she showed up, she definitely wouldn't have thought that Taoist Hongchen was playing tricks on her.

Shen Yinbing was indignant at the fact that the hurricane provoked her for no reason and ruined her wedding with Mr. Gao. That was why she used the reason of her spirit being chopped off to come to Treasure Island to commit murder and arson.

In fact, Wolfmaster Shen wouldn't care at all about the life and death of a soul user. If Gao Fei didn't like soul users, even if he had cut her into a thousand pieces, Shen Yinbing wouldn't say half no to him. She might even move a small horse to sit there and clap her small hands while cheering loudly.

But who told Yang Xue to kill the Soul Elder?

Also, it was obvious that Hurricane and Cliff were going to work together to deal with Gao Fei's premonition. As Director Gao's own wife and a huge devil herself, she would definitely not sit by and watch her man get bullied, which was why she had decided to go on this trip to Treasure Island. Furthermore, fearless people went up on Celestial Clouds Monastery fearlessly and dared to challenge the legendary Taoist Hongchen.

It was very possible that Taoist Hongchen was the leader of the hurricane. She must have been pretty amazing to be able to overturn the entire Holy Dynasty. Shen Yinbing bringing Gao Cui and the others to seek justice was like smashing a stone with an egg.

But Shen Yinbing was not afraid. If anything happened to her, perhaps hundreds of thousands would die with her.

I believe this is something neither Director Wang nor Taoist Hongchen wants to see.2

Especially Taoist Hongchen, if he couldn't pacify the female demon in time, bringing about a great disaster to the people of Bao Island, then the transcendent position of Celestial Clouds Mountain in the Bao Island area would be completely lost.

It was because of this that Shen Yinbing dared to show her face and come to the Celestial Clouds Monastery.

Until now, Taoist Hongchen had been very cooperative. He even took out the coffin that he had prepared for Yang Xue (or someone else) and sat on the side to watch the show.

As long as the leader of the tornado didn't make a move, Shen Yinbing still had a lot of confidence that Gao Cui and the others would be able to kill Yang Xue.

"Which one of you is going down?"

Shen Yinbing leaned back against the pillar in front of the main hall. Her attitude was lazy, as if she was Yang Gui Fei who had just come out of the bath.

"Me."

Before Shen Yinbing finished her sentence, Gao Ling had already taken a step forward.

Gao Cui raised her hand and grabbed her wrist, shaking her head, indicating that she should do it.

Gao Cui's martial prowess was slightly higher than Gao Ling's.

She could tell that Yang Xue wasn't someone to be trifled with, so she was worried that Gao Ling might be in danger.

"If I die, you can leave. Today we must punish her. "

As she spoke, Gao Ling shook off Gao Cui's hand and slowly walked down the stairs.

After walking down the last flight of steps, she slowly raised her right hand. A butterfly knife appeared between her fingers as she coldly said, "If you want to survive, you must first kill me."

"Caw, caw, caw."

Yang Xue let out a strange laugh, like a night wolf. "Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

With a flip of her hand, a blade that was neither long nor wide appeared in Yang Xue's palm. With a ferocious expression, she said, "This blade is called the Chicken Slaughtering Knife."

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