Chapter 8: Brotherhood (Part 2)

  Chi Xun and Princess Jincheng reunited, then took turns caring for Xiao Si while riding their swords to Jiankang.

  With Xiao Si's life hanging by a thread, they could die at any moment, the two of them didn't dare to relax in the slightest along the way, nor did they dare to stop for even a moment, rushing forward with all haste, fearing that any delay would be too late.

  Even if Chi Zun and Jin Cheng Gongzhu's cultivation had reached the realm of Zuozhao, their powers were far superior to those of the two top masters of the Orthodox and Evil Sects, but they still had to take care of giving Xiao Si input of true energy to sustain his heart pulse, even an iron-made Vajra would find it hard to bear.

  As time went on, the difference in their cultivation gradually became apparent. The longer Red Venerable took care of Xiao Si, the more it would take four or five hours at a time. Princess Jincheng's face grew increasingly pale, but she gritted her teeth and silently competed with Red Venerable.

  After nightfall, the two sheathed their swords and took advantage of the dark night to sneak into Jiankang City.

  At this time, Jiankang City was no longer the capital, and the fall of the Chen Dynasty had been a long time ago. However, the city's prosperous scenery remained, compared to Chang'an City's bustling prosperity, it was only slightly less majestic than the northern country, but with a hint more elegance of Jiangnan.

  With a gentle grasp of the reins, the small four-wheeled carriage lightly and nimbly wove in and out of the winding alleys of Jiangnan. Before long, it arrived at the entrance to an ancient Taoist temple with glazed tiles and gray walls.

  The main gate of the Taoist temple faces a small river, with water flowing gently in the river, willows on the riverbank, and two red lanterns hanging outside the gate. Under the dim light, you can see the three black seal characters "Zongming Guan" written on the gate's plaque.

  Jincheng Princess walked forward and knocked on the door ring. Before long, a small Daoist boy with a clever appearance came out to open the door. He took one look at Xiao Si, who was being held in Chi Zhui's arms, and immediately understood what was going on. He said, "Brother Chi, please come in quickly. I'll go wake up Master right away."

  Chi Xun's eyes widened in surprise, and he smiled wryly: "Third Master is drunk again?"

  Xiao Dao Tong rushed into the pavilion with quick steps, smiling lightly and saying, "He's more lovable when he's drunk."

  Chi Xun Xiao followed Xiaodao Tong into a secluded courtyard, and when they reached the door, he called out in a loud voice: "Third Master Uncle, disciple Chi Xun Xiao requests an audience!"

  Xiao Dao Tong shook his head and said, "Chi Shixiong, this won't work." As he spoke, he suddenly lifted his leg and kicked the door panel.

  This door had been kicked open by him countless times, creaking as it swung inward. But before it was even halfway open, the entire wooden board fell off and crashed to the ground, sending up a huge cloud of dust.

  The little boy's face fell as he said with a sigh: "Oh no, I'll have to fix the door for Master again tomorrow morning."

  The princess of Jin City gazed into the room, only to see that there was no table or chair, no bed, no ancestral shrine, not even a meditation cushion. Instead, piles of opened and unopened wine jars were stacked up like small hills. This didn't look like a quiet chamber for a worldly hermit's cultivation, but rather a large wine cellar. The night wind blew, carrying the pungent smell of wine that made her wrinkle her brow and hold her breath.

  Her gaze searched the room for a long time, and it was not until she had looked very hard that she discovered an old Taoist priest lying drunk in a heap of wine jars, his face turned inward and his back outward, completely oblivious to the world.

  Chi Xun Xi was already used to this and carried Xiao Si into the house in four steps, shouting loudly: "Third Master!"

  This sound he made with the Kunlun ultimate skill "Zhen Long Fa Huang" was emitted, and when it fell into the ears of bystanders, except for being slightly louder, there was no great difference from ordinary people talking. But this sound surged into the ears of the black-clothed old Taoist, and it seemed like three thunderclaps exploding loudly, shaking his spiritual platform, making his soul dizzy and his spirit overturned.

  "Wo——" The black-robed old Taoist, who was sleeping, suddenly picked up a wine jar beside him and hurled it at Chi Zhuan Xia with his eyes still closed, shouting: "Get out!"

  The Golden City Princess caught the wine jug with her hands, and her delicate body swayed slightly, revealing the extraordinary strength of the old Taoist's throw.

  Hong Xianguang endured the scolding without getting angry, and then called out again: "Third Master!"

  "Wooo——" This time, it was over a hundred wine jars that came crashing down on Chi Zhongxia like a storm of flowers.

  The little Daoist was very clever and stood outside the door without entering. He watched from a distance and said, "Elder Hong, you should be careful!"

  Jincheng Princess hummed coldly, the magpie bridge fairy was like a rainbow after the rain, flying and rising between the lightning and flint, rolling up the wine jars that were smashed one by one into a string, sending them out of the door.

  Chi Xun Xiao Chao Jin Cheng Gong Zhu smiled slightly and once again activated "Zhen Long Fa" shouting: "Third Master Uncle!"

  This time he got a reaction that was clearly beyond his expectations ——

  With a loud "hiss" sound, the black-robed old Taoist grabbed an empty wine jar and leaped into the air, taking huge strides as he pounced on Chi Zun Xia. He smashed the jar down onto his head, covering his face: "I'll make you deaf, dumb, bald, and crippled!"

  Chi Zun Xiao gave a signal with his eyes and remained motionless as the wine jug smashed onto his head.

  The wine jar shattered loudly, the black-clothed old Taoist's furious face was full of anger, regardless of anything else, he grabbed another wine jar and smashed it heavily on Chi Zhong Xiao's head.

  "Bang, bang, bang..." With one breath, he smashed twenty wine jars. The black-robed old Taoist suddenly stopped the 21st jar that was about to fall on Zhuo Xun's head and stared at him: "Why didn't you dodge?"

  Hong Jun shook off the ceramic shards from his head and replied, "That will only make you more energetic."

  The black-robed old Taoist let out a "hmmph" and glared at the Red Venerable Swordsman for a long time, seeing that his own disciple still had a smile on his face without any anger or displeasure. Suddenly feeling extremely bored, he suddenly slammed the remaining wine jug heavily onto his own forehead, cursing: "Damn it! Good kids were all taught to be numb and stupid by that old thing Empty Moon!"

  "The old madman."

  The black-robed old Taoist heard this and instead of getting angry, he laughed with joy, "Ah ha" he said: "Finally someone who is asking to be beaten has arrived!" He casually picked up a wine jug and found that there was still half a jug of good wine left inside, so he quickly exchanged it for an empty one. He looked towards the Golden City Princess standing behind the Red Venerable Knight.

  Waiting for him to see clearly, the one speaking was a white-clothed, snow-like, bright and beautiful girl who couldn't be compared to any ordinary object. Suddenly, her eyes sparkled as she rushed towards Chi Xiong Xia and exclaimed: "Why didn't you say earlier that someone else is coming!" She quickly threw away the wine jar, put on a smile all over her face, and sized up Jin Cheng Gong Zhu from head to toe, saying: "Beautiful girl, please come in and sit down."

  The little boy waiting outside reminded him: "Master, it seems like there's no stool in your house."

  The old man in black robes suddenly darted out the door, not waiting for Red Venerable and Princess Jincheng to react. He flashed a shadow, grabbed an unknown chair from somewhere, put it on the ground, wiped it twice with his sleeve, and said: "You sit here, let's have a good chat. Do you want to eat cake... Hmm, beauties seem to like fruit more. Apprentice, quickly go to the street to buy two catties of iced grapes from Xiyu for your master!"

  The little boy yawned and stretched, then casually walked out, who knows whether he was going to buy grapes or take a nap.

  "Third Master Uncle, I am..."

  The old man in black robes waved his hand impatiently and said, "Stop it, can't you see I'm busy?" Turning his face, he smiled at Princess Jincheng and said, "Beauty, can you stay in the temple for a few more days? I want to paint a portrait of you, burn it into porcelain, and collect it in my 'Jinpingmei Spectrum'. With your looks and temperament, you'll definitely be among the top three, and with my Jinpingmei Spectrum, you'll be famous for centuries."

  Hong Zun Xia coughed and said: "Third Master Uncle, Xiao Si's injury is extremely critical..."

  The old man in black clothes didn't even look at the little four who was being held by him, his face as flat as a broken door panel. He said angrily: "What's the hurry? Have you ever heard of anyone daring to die in my house?"

  Jincheng princess said, "I don't care about 'Jin Ping Mei's story', just save him and I'll stay to let you paint."

  The old Taoist in black clothes was overjoyed and said, "It's settled!" He stretched out his hand and pointed to the corner of the wall where a bed-like thing made up of dozens of planks was placed, instructing, "Put this little guy on my bed."

  Hongjun Xiang said that Xiao Si carefully put "bed", the old man in black walked over with a big stride, suddenly exclaimed "ah" and changed his face, rushed to the "bed" and stared at Xiao Si's face.

  Hong Zunxia's heart skipped a beat and he asked: "Third Master Uncle, is there any way to save him?"

  The old man in black clothes seemed to have not heard, muttering to himself: "Niang Xi Pi, how can it be so similar? It doesn't make sense... There must be a story behind this!"

  Jincheng Princess vaguely guessed some clues, but didn't speak up. Chi Zun Xia asked: "Third Master Uncle, who does he look like?"

  Hei Yi Lao Dao suddenly pulled out a pure white porcelain bottle with golden trim from his bosom, on which was painted a beautiful young girl standing among plum blossoms, and waved it in front of Chi Zun Xia's eyes, saying: "Doesn't she look like her? Doesn't she?"

  The red-haired swordsman finally got a clear look at the beauty on the bottle and nodded: "It looks somewhat like her."

  The old Taoist in black clothes scolded: "What kind of eyes, not just some resemblance, but exactly the same as the one carved out of a mold! You wretched woman, do you know who the beauty on the bottle is?"

  Hong Jun also had no intention of calculating himself, as soon as he opened his mouth, he became a "niang xipi", shaking his head and saying: "The disciple does not know."

  "He is the number one beauty in the world, Zhang Lihua, the leader of the Magic Gate Xingzong, who 20 years ago stirred up the world's orthodox and evil sects, causing Yang Guang to lead an army to conquer the Great Chen, and Li Yuan to become sworn enemies!"

  Honglie's face changed suddenly, and he shook his head immediately: "There are countless people in the world, it's not surprising that one or two people look similar. Moreover, my fourth brother is from a humble background, and it's unlikely that he has any connection with Zhang Lihua."

  The old Taoist in black clothes put the golden bottle back into his bosom and said, "No way, I have to hurry up and save this kid's life and ask him some questions!" After taking a look at all the injuries on his body, he suddenly turned his head towards the outside of the door and shouted, "Apprentice, where did you go?"

  That little apprentice stuck his head in from outside the door and said calmly, "Master, I couldn't buy grapes. Can we substitute with lychees?"

  The old Taoist in black clothes picked up a wine jar and threw it over, scolding: "Hurry up and bring out all the family heirlooms for me to see. If you're slow, I'll punish you by making you be an live-in son-in-law at Old Ma's house next door for three days... no, three months!"

  Xiao Dao Tong heard this and was so angry that he didn't say a word, then suddenly rushed towards the house opposite like a gust of wind.

  "Are you going to save him right here?" Princess Jincheng asked with a slight frown.

  The old Taoist in black clothes bowed his head to examine Xiao Si's injuries and said with surprise, "Isn't this place quite good? There are beds and wine!"

  No sooner had the words left his lips than a loud "thud" was heard, and Chi Zun Xiao, holding an unsealed wine jar in his hand, fell straight down with his sturdy body. He had been traveling day and night without rest, and now that he had finally relaxed a little, he involuntarily fainted.

  The old man in black was startled, glanced at the exhausted and unconscious Chi Zun Xiao, and cursed: "Damn it, if you can't drink, don't waste my wine. This is killing me, another one has come."

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