Chapter 17: The Spring Breeze Knows Not What It Stirs Up As It Enters the Silk Curtains

  "Let's not mention the other things, but you don't even know the effects of this wine on your guests. Isn't this just a case of half-selling and half-cheating? If we were in the mortal realm, you'd probably be dragged out of the yamen and beaten with a board for being a swindling merchant." Longjing Gongzi tilted his head, but his eyes gleamed with sharpness: "Protecting the peace of the Xuan Yin land is also part of my duties as a deity. If you insist on finding trouble with me, I may be lazy, but I'll have to accompany you to the end."

  "Ahahahaha……" The old hag's laughter was like a wild duck with its neck pinched, harsh and piercing: "It's settled then. Everyone in the three realms knows about the romantic affair between the previous ruler of the demon realm, the nine-tailed fox, and the dragon god. That's why the dragon god always shows mercy to demons. Now that I'm in charge of the demon realm, I'm old and ugly, and not good with words, unlike the nine-tailed fox who was clever and charming. Beautiful people are always welcome everywhere, but an old hag like me can only be bullied."

  "It's not very suitable for you to speak like that." Longjing Gongzi smiled with half-closed eyes, "You can be considered as the elder of Ben Shen, if there was no other way, Ben Shen wouldn't want to provoke this trouble. The ability of the night mother is naturally not inferior to the nine-tailed fox, and now she has returned to the Jianghu, I believe it's with the intention of doing great things. How could Ben Shen dare to underestimate you?"

  The old woman's mouth seemed to be chewing on something, and when she spoke, it was as if the wind was leaking from between her lips. Her throat hummed: "Dragon God's elder, how dare I? It's just that I want to get back a bit of justice for myself. If Dragon God doesn't give me this today, then I'll just have to accept that I don't have this face."

  Longjing Gongzi frowned and sighed: "You've put me in a difficult position, so I'll just have to take on this hot potato."

  "Alright, alright...!" The old woman suddenly burst into loud coughing: "After all, it's the Swallowing Heaven Divine Beast... Then let's ride a donkey and watch the show, walking while looking. The fun is yet to come, ah ha ha..."

  As she spoke, the old woman disappeared into a thick, dark fog that carried a strange and damp smell, accompanied by an eerie and ominous laugh. The cat can also play online games.

  "Don't mess with Grandma, don't mess with Grandma!" The parrot seemed to have just caught its breath and let out a loud squawk.

  "It's all because of Ben Shen, only to make her a freshman, and Ben Shen is already in his fifteenth year." Longjing Gongzi showed a mischievous expression again: "I don't know what kind of ugly face the people from the underworld will have when they see this blockhead."

  "The practitioner is confused, the practitioner is confused! The underworld is chaotic! The underworld is chaotic!" Suddenly, the parrot discovered the Western-style green grapes on the altar and rolled over to transform into a 7 or 8-year-old boy with a shaved head. Despite the cold spring weather, he was only wearing a belly warmer. With agile hands and feet, he climbed onto the altar and stuffed his mouth with handfuls of grapes.

  I opened my mouth wide: "Bird... human..."

  "Silly boy, you don't remember anything, let's get reacquainted! I'm Guapian!" The little boy said with a mouthful of grapes, speaking unclearly. The Unparalleled Battle God

  "What's going on?" I'm already speechless from what I've seen today, monsters, zombies, ghosts, dragon gods... it's like the last time during Chinese New Year when I ate too much glutinous rice cake and red dates, they're all stuck in my stomach, heavy and indigestible.

  "Longjing Gongzi is indeed the Dragon God." Guapian, with a mouth missing two front teeth, smiled and said: "You are the messenger of the Dragon God, so you must join us in suppressing demons and eliminating evil. Now, the Dragon God's demon-sweeping fan has gone missing..."

  "Lost again?" I asked in a hurry: "How many times have you lost it?"

  "Haven't lost a few times!" Longjing Gongzi said with a straight face: "Last time was just a slight carelessness, capsizing in the gutter, as the saying goes, often walking by the river, who doesn't get their shoes wet, haha..."

  It doesn't seem like a big deal to Longjing Gongzi, does it? As I watched Longjing Gongzi's carefree attitude, I thought to myself.