Volume 1: Gathering Wind and Flowers Chapter 11: Punishing Liu Xuan

  Walking calmly on the village road, clenching fists and rubbing palms, secretly vowing not to beat Liu Xuan's big mouth into a pig head, she wrote the word "an" (peace) upside down.

  Just thinking about the 36 severe punishments of the Qing Dynasty, I raised my eyes and took a casual glance, only to see that guy swaying over with a joyful face as if he had picked up some silver.

  An Xin let out a cold laugh, her mouth curling up into a cruel arc. The ferocity in her beautiful eyes made one's heart skip a beat. Taking advantage of Liu Xuan's distraction as he looked around, An Xin swiftly sidestepped and hid behind a tree by the roadside. Her small hand picked up several stones from the ground, preparing to launch a sneak attack on that big mouth.

  "My shoes are broken, my hat is broken, the clothes on my body are broken, you laugh at me, I don't care, I'm still happy and laughing." Liu Xuan hummed a little tune that An Xin had taught her, feeling pleased with herself as she changed the lyrics to suit her mood. She thought it sounded great and felt like she had a real talent for being a poet, and couldn't help but laugh out loud with a big silly grin on her face.

  Angrily watching the excited Liu Xuan from behind the tree, she gritted her teeth in her heart, furious and resentful. You set me up, and you're still so happy, aren't you? This is really a rhythm of seeking death.

  Liu Xuan walked by the big tree where An Xin was hiding, with his hands behind his back and a carefree expression. "The opportunity has come, it's now." An Xin thought to himself, quickly grabbing the stone in his hand and throwing it at the back of Liu Xuan's head.

  "Yes, just hit the bullseye," Anxin excitedly clenched his fist and made a victory gesture. Without saying another word, he continued to throw out stone after stone from his hand.

  "Ah." Liu Xuan, who was just getting into the swing of things, let out a miserable cry, one hand hurriedly covering his injured occipital bone, turned around and looked around, shouting loudly. "Who dares to sneak up on me? Don't you know I'm Liu Xuan, the little overlord of this village? You're asking for death!"

  As soon as the words were spoken, stones came flying at him non-stop. Liu Xuan let out a series of miserable cries, covering his head and scurrying away in a cloud of dust, disappearing into the distance.

  "You dare to tell on me, you dare to provoke me, I'm just a little overlord, I'm the village's little traitor." An Xin emerged from behind the tree, dusting off her hands, and looked up at Liu Xuan's fleeing direction with disdain, like a proud rooster.

  "Is that all? You think you can just hit me twice and it's over?" An Xin muttered to herself, standing there.

  Let out a mouthful of stale air, the depression in my heart finally dissipated a bit. Indeed, when you have gas, you can't hold it back, who's to blame if you hold it in and get sick? Releasing it is the right thing to do.

  Learn from Liu Xuan's walking posture and continue to wander in the village with a swaying small body.

  "Hey, wasn't it you who just threw me here?" A loud shout came from behind, apparently the newcomer was furious.

  An Xin wrinkled her nose, this idiot's brain is rarely bright today, knowing it was Auntie who made the poisonous move.

  At ease and unhurried, without looking back, continuing to walk slowly forward.

  Liu Xuan hastily ran to An Xin's face, staring at An Xin without stopping, and asked, "An Xin, was it you who threw mine just now?" The words were harsh, but the momentum had already weakened a bit.

  "What's it to you?" She glanced lazily at Liu Xuan, whose face was filled with anger, and didn't deny it. With a calm and composed expression on her adorable face, she asked provocatively, "What's wrong, do you want to challenge me?"

  Liu Xuan's face, filled with anger, suddenly turned ashen like an eggplant that had been struck by frost. He habitually scratched his head and forced out a smile that was even uglier than crying, saying in a sullen tone, "Don't worry, I really shouldn't have reported you behind your back. But haven't I already apologized? Can't you just forgive me?"

  "If it were that simple, I'd forgive you, but then what's the point of having police or soldiers?". Facing Liu Xuan's plea for mercy, An Xin remained unmoved, "Stop smiling, if you smile any more, even ghosts will be attracted to you. One smile from you and even the King of Hell would be scared out of his wits. In comparison, I'd rather see you cry."

  If this big mouth is not properly punished, it's likely that in the future, he will spread her stories everywhere, exaggerating and distorting them with his talent for adding oil to the fire, turning good things into bad ones. Who knows how much damage will be done to her reputation? With him spreading such rumors, she'll become notorious far and wide.

  "What do you want to do?" Liu Xuan heard that An Xin was still preparing to continue harming herself, and thinking of her past behavior, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, saying in a stern tone with a hint of trembling.

  "It seems you're not convinced, never mind, you can go now, just wait patiently for the surprise I've specially prepared for you." An Xin heard this and stopped in her tracks, smiling sweetly and charmingly, drawing out the word "surprise" slightly.

  If Liu Xuan had seen An Xin's bright and cheerful smile before, he would have been stunned. But now, the more beautifully An Xin smiled, the more ruthless she became. And she had already said it so clearly. Liu Xuan raised his head to look at the sky in despair, wondering if he could still live safely tomorrow. Would his wish for a prosperous and harmonious family be shattered just like that?

  Looking at Liu Xuan's ashen face, An Xin was very satisfied, his prestige undiminished from years past. The corner of his mouth curled up into an arc as he hummed a popular tune that Liu Xuan had never heard before, continuing to walk forward with an air of nonchalance.

  The wind whistled and the leaves danced, leaving Liu Xuan alone to silently watch as Qian's figure disappeared into the distance with a peaceful and carefree air.