Chapter 15 of Volume 1: Keeping an Appointment

  A few days later. Monday of week 3 at 7 o'clock in the evening.

  Jiang Qicai and Kong He arrived at the gate of the wine house on time for their appointment. Originally, Jiang Qicai wanted to go alone, but facing Kong He who was like a sticky candy that clung to him and insisted on following, Jiang Qicai had no choice but to reluctantly agree, allowing this little guy to hide in the scene, disguising himself as a passerby to observe secretly.

  Before coming, Kong He's reason was quite sufficient. "Haven't you read those classic martial arts novels? Before a fight, our people always secretly lay in wait at the scene, like an old man selling buns, a young fellow running errands, an old lady selling sugar-roasted chestnuts, and a young man selling wontons by the roadside. Then when the target arrives, with a secret signal, a single order, in an instant, those with clubs use their clubs, those with hidden weapons use them, and those who ambush do so. As a result, before the target can react, he's already dead beyond recognition!"

  ……

  As Kung Hsiang said, Chiang Chi-tai had just arrived at the place and saw Master Ting of Mao Shan in his line of sight slowly emerging from afar.

  Jiang Qicai also noticed that Ding Xiao Mao's footsteps were extremely steady, and each step seemed to follow a certain peculiar rhythm, neither exceeding nor falling short by an inch.

  Jiang Qicai's gaze gradually shifted downward, moving to Ding Xiaomao's right hand.

  He still held a peach wood sword tightly wrapped in yellow cloth strips, his eyes were firm and resolute, the lines on his face were as sharp as a knife cut, extremely solemn.

  Jiang Qicai suddenly felt a little regretful.

  Because he can see that Ding Xiao Mao attaches great importance to this date and is taking the outcome of this trial very seriously, unlike Jiang Qi who doesn't care at all.

  Jiang Qicai thought that if Kong He really couldn't bear it and suddenly made a sneak attack on his opponent, wouldn't he seem very sinister? The two people were originally having a fair and square competition, but now it seemed to involve underhanded tactics.

  However, Jiang Qicai was already too late to inform Kong He and the others not to come out and cause trouble. Because Ding Xiaomao had slowly walked in front of Jiang Qicai, slowly raised the peach wood sword, and slowly fixed his gaze on Jiang Qicai's eyes!

  And Ding Xiaomao coincidentally, at this moment, in sync with the atmosphere, said something very strange. To the point where after he finished speaking, many passersby gathered around, curiously sizing up what was happening here.

  Ding Xiaomao said something very simple, just three words: "You're here?"

  As soon as the words came out, Jiang Qi immediately felt a gust of cold wind blowing into his neck. Moreover, the leaves on the roadside were blown rustling, and the originally lively crowd around him suddenly became quiet.

  Then Jiang Qicai looked at Ding Xiaomao in a speechless manner, who quickly took out a miniature, battery-powered small electric fan and blew his hair with it.

  Although Ding Xiaomao tried his best to create the image of a long-haired, fluttering figure before the martial arts competition, the few strands of hair on his head that were less than three inches long remained motionless.

  Jiang Qicai stared in amazement.

  Ding Xiaomao held a fan in his left hand and a yellow cloth strip in his right hand, suddenly letting out a cold laugh, looking at Jiang Qicai with disdain.

  Jiang Qicai cursed silently, thinking he was crazy, but in order not to lose face, he still played along with the "martial arts game" a little later.

  Then Jiang Qicai stood up with his hands behind his back and replied calmly: "Yes, I'm here!"

  "You shouldn't have come!"

  Jiang Qicai said: "Oh?"

  "Since you've come, you must leave something behind!"

  Jiang Qicai said: "Oh?"

  Ding Xiaomao said: "Today I won't kill you! But the humiliation I've suffered in the past, today I must double it back!"

  Jiang Qicai said: "Oh?"

  "You're dead meat!"

  Jiang Qicai said: "Oh?"

  Ding Xiaomao's eyes twitched slightly at the corner, "You're done for!"

  Jiang Qicai said: "Oh?"

  Ding Xiaomao finally couldn't bear it anymore and jumped up, "Can you give me some reaction? Can't you just stop saying 'oh' all the time?"

  Jiang Qicai said with a bad temper: "Do you think I want to 'oh'? Keeping this pose and talking to you, my damn legs are cramping!"

  “……”

  Everyone around burst out laughing.

  Suddenly, just as the laughter had barely begun to ring out, a figure darted out from under a large tree by the side of the road. Jiang Qicai secretly sighed in his heart, "Alas... Kong He has finally lost patience and made his move!"

  Who knows that Jiang Qicai's idea has not been turned around, the figure has quickly circled Ding Xiaomao's body, stretched out a big leg and directly kicked towards Jiang Qicai's face.

  "Be careful! That guy has brought some backup!"

  "My god!"

  Jiang Qicai's foot cramped up, but his hands were still able to move.

  But by then he was too late to gather the spiritual energy around him, so he had no choice but to lean back and dodge the swift attack that came as quickly as lightning.

  Then, Jiang Qicai saw a white and tender thigh suddenly appear out of nowhere, brushing past his eyelids in an extremely dangerous manner. It was so perilous because the thigh was stuck to Jiang Qicai's face, almost from head to toe, and basically rubbed against his lips as it passed by.

  It seems to outsiders that the owner of this thigh is deliberately approaching him, allowing Jiang Qicai to take advantage.

  The passersby behind him, Kong He, and Master Mao Shan Ding Xiaomao, countless pairs of eyes almost bulged out at the same time.

  But that's not all, it wasn't until Jiang Qi realized that the friction between his lips and the leg was getting smaller and smaller, and when it finally came to a complete stop, Jiang Qi suddenly felt a blackness in front of his eyes, followed by a pair of pink underwear appearing before him without any reserve.

  While Kong He and Ding Xiaomao, those outsiders, saw everything. A tall and beautiful girl stretched out her legs in a very exaggerated manner, maintaining the posture of a forward kick, then her skirt actually covered Jiang Qicai's entire head underneath it. The two people's postures at this moment looked... as ambiguous as possible! It was even more eye-catching than those "sexy photo gate" nude photos!

  Because this is the live version.

  Ding Xiaomao and Kong He were completely stunned!

  Those passersby all grew mouths!

  Even the girl was at a loss for a moment!

  The only one who didn't freeze up was Jiang Qicai, who suddenly whispered in a very comfortable tone, "The air here is really refreshing! This thigh is so tender, the taste is not bad at all! It seems that even if I just casually pull out a tendon, I can enjoy this treatment! Tsk tsk, next time I'll do it again!"

  “……”