Chapter 41: The Calamity of the Immortal

  The old man was quite polite, not only did he eat and drink himself, but also didn't forget to invite Liang Xin and Qing Mo to join him.

  After eating and drinking for a while, Dong Ling put down his chopsticks and didn't wait for Liang Xin to speak up. He directly laughed and said: "The cultivators in Tongchuan Prefecture were all killed by me. When I first arrived at the inn, I saw that you two had cultivation on your bodies, and indeed thought of killing you. However, seeing how anxious you were about money, scratching your ears and cheeks, and then giving some to the waiter, I dispelled the idea."

  After finishing, Mr. Dongling paused for a moment before continuing: "Later on, seeing you busy running around for this small benefit, with a worried and bitter face, I confirmed that you have cultivation but no moral integrity, haha, without moral integrity, you are not considered a cultivator. You didn't bully or do evil, so why should I kill you?" Liang Xin and Qingmo exchanged a glance, their eyes hiding a few hints of fear. A month ago, the two of them unknowingly circled around Ghost Gate Pass, still in a daze.

  Liang Xin still felt a bit resentful and muttered under his breath: "I am a cultivator..."

  Mr. Dongling burst out laughing: "Without a Dao heart, one will be entangled by worldly emotions, and being entangled by worldly emotions will make one infatuated with the mortal world. Such people, no matter how powerful they are, will ultimately still consider themselves human. I don't kill people, only those cultivators who consider themselves as the Heavenly Way and bring calamity to the world."

  Dong Ling took a sip of wine and brought the topic back: "Just now, I was in the guest house and sensed that there were strange things happening here. Out of curiosity, I rushed over to take a look and happened to hear you guys discussing the case... Ah, young girl, but with a sharp mind!"

  Liang smiled wryly and shook his head: "Actually, it's not that hard to guess. If I can think of it, those monks and experts must have thought of it long ago. You'd better be careful."

  Mr. Dongling burst out laughing and replied carelessly, "Not bad, now all the monks in Tongchuan Prefecture suspect that I am the murderer, they want to avenge, but are even more curious about why I brought them here, all of them patiently waiting for me to start class!"

  Liang Xin let out a non-committal "ah" and had already guessed who the enemy was, but still had to wait for the enemy to finish speaking before making a move. The learning atmosphere of the Xiuzhen Dao was indeed a bit too intense.

  Mr. Dongling understood Liang Xin's confusion, still with a smiling face, but his voice became much darker: "Those who rushed to find me for revenge are all dead. The remaining people dare not act rashly, they must have discussed among themselves, anyway, waiting for the masters of Menzong to come and rescue, might as well wait until I start class, to see what kind of tricks I will play."

  Mr. Dongling picked up the wine jug on the table, laughed loudly and walked away. When he reached the door, he left another sentence: "At first, I didn't kill you, there was another reason: your eyebrows and eyes, vaguely resembled one of my old friends." As soon as the words fell, the figure had disappeared, leaving only two stunned young men...

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  By the next afternoon, Liang Xin was preparing to open the door for business. Unexpectedly, just as he walked from the backyard to the front hall, he got a fright. A girl of about his own age was sitting in the shop, her two hands clasped together on the table, propping up her pointed chin, and gazing at him with great interest.

  The door and windows of the Daydream Restaurant were still closed. Liang Xin let out a soft sigh. These days, Tongchuan Prefecture was filled with tall and handsome men, making it not too difficult to sneak into the restaurant. At least, having a beautiful young girl come in was better than seeing an old Daoist with a stern expression early in the morning.

  Shaking his head with a smile, Liang Xin glanced at the girl, looked away after two glances, but couldn't help taking a third glance...

  The grassland merchants sang loudly when they were drunk, one of the songs was about the spirit standing in the clear dew, although Liang Xin couldn't understand the lyrics, he could feel the tune's elegance and serenity.

  After seeing this girl, Liang Xin Zhen felt that the song was sung for her...

  Herdsman's long gown, but bare white feet; chin resting on arm, yet brought out a hint of smile at the corner of lips; black hair hanging straight down, reflecting icy crystal white skin...... And long eyelashes, each time blinking, would lightly cut off her gaze.

  It looks good, making Liang Xin feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

  The girl straightened her body, and the two small white jade-like hands shook slightly as she said: "I didn't steal anything. Since I entered the store, it has been staring at me." As she spoke, her bright black eyes turned towards the counter.

  Liáng Xīn followed her gaze and saw that the sheep's horn pastry was sitting on the counter like a god of wealth, staring at the girl with unwavering loyalty, without even blinking its eyes.

  Liáng Xīn stretched out his hand and hugged the sheep's horn crisp in his arms, arranged the board stool to open the door, and asked with his mouth: "Eat or have something?"

  The girl also jumped up, not seeing anything outside, busy helping Liang Xin, although it was the first time they met, but her tone seemed like an old acquaintance: "You are a San Bu Shi, how can you open a restaurant here?"

  The girl saw through Liang Xin's skills at a glance, and her cultivation was naturally much higher than his. Liang Xin knew he couldn't hide it, so he simply nodded in acknowledgement, smiling as he replied: "Opening a restaurant isn't bad either, it's quite lively."

  The girl's hands and feet were quick, and she helped Liang Xin finish the work in a short while. Only then did she speak out her intention: "I'll invite you to lunch at noon, prepare more materials, don't offend my noble guest..." She said half of it, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she hastily shouted: "Don't move, there's a bug on your body!"

  As they spoke, the girl reached out and gently pinched Liang Xin's neck, making him feel as if a thorn had been suddenly pulled out, with a slight pain. Then the girl opened the door, stretched her waist, and walked away lightly. The sunlight shone through, making the entire figure somewhat transparent.

  The street was bustling with people coming and going, and there were several scholars directing workers to build a wooden platform, preparing for Mr. Dong's lecture six days later.

  Liang Xin's eyes remained fixed on the girl's bare feet until she disappeared from view.

  At this time, Qingmo slowly came out from behind, with a serious face and said: "This woman is strange!"

  Yangjiao crispy nodded heavily, Liang Xin couldn't help but laugh and say: "Do you need to say that!", Yangjiao crispy nodded heavily again...

  It was noon when the guests arrived, and as usual, there was a table of Tiande Gate's disciples, and another five or six tables of sturdy men, either herdsmen or heroes. It wasn't until almost noon that the young girl floated in again, but this time she came alone.

  Liáng Xīn went up and smiled, asking: "Didn't you say you were treating? Where's the guest?"

  The girl bit her lip and looked at the customers who were loudly shouting and slamming their fists on the tables, and asked in a low voice: "How come there are only so few tables of people?" Then she sighed again and muttered: "That's them!"

  After finishing speaking, the girl moved her feet and walked to the table of several herdsmen, sitting directly on the empty seat, smiling and nodding at the people at the same table.

  A beautiful girl suddenly sat down, and several herdsmen were stunned. One old man smiled and asked her: "Girl, how did you get to our table?"

  The girl looked astonished, then suddenly, unknowingly, that astonishment turned into grievance, and she replied in a low voice: "Treat me to dinner!" After pausing for a moment, she still replied with grievance: "I'm not called Little Maid, my name is Langya."

  The herdsman was startled and burst out laughing: "Wolf's Tooth? How did the little girl come up with this name?"

  The girl smiled and shook her head, her eyes sparkling: "Not wolf's fang, but Langya, homophonic but different in meaning, the Langya of Langyatai."

  The herdsmen were originally not good at Mandarin, and those who managed to follow this tongue twister all smiled with a silly expression. An elderly man among them simply waved his hand and said: "You want us to treat you, what do you want to eat, just order away."

  Unexpectedly, Langya burst out laughing again and shook his head, saying: "Wrong wrong! What do you want to eat? Just order it, I'll treat you to dinner!"

  The next few herdsmen were completely stunned, looking at each other in dismay, and for a moment they didn't know what to say. Langya stretched out his arm with great effort, using his spring onion-like index finger to lightly tap the corner of the table across from him, and then said mysteriously to those at the same table: "There's a trick to tapping the table too; if you tap it here, that means the boss is treating. You can order whatever you want."

  The herdsman hesitated, and one of them tapped the location pointed by the bell with his hand: "Is it here..." Before he finished speaking, the table creaked and collapsed!