Chapter 50 Unexpected Friction Chapter 50 Unexpected Friction However, to his surprise, the Disheveled Old Man pointed at Xiang Lan'er, "This Little Hussy, I've seen her at Liyun Tower too. Looks like she's in cahoots with that Madam.
Not bad, young man, daring to confront the Demonic Path at such a young age. Quite good, quite good, very good, I truly admire you.
Can't bring yourself to strike her because she's pretty? Come, I'll do it."
He beckoned, signaling for Xiang Lan'er to be handed over.
Seen at Liyun Tower? Amidst her tension, Xiang Lan'er was also confused; she couldn't have missed someone with such an appearance at Liyun Tower.
Shi Chun, however, was overjoyed.
It seemed the old man hadn't heard their previous conversation. He immediately squeezed out a fawning smile, "Elder Senior, you've misunderstood.
This junior is an Upright Gentleman, Lustful but Not Lecherous. The reason I'm keeping her is to deeply dig into this Fiend's background details, to uproot her completely, and for no other reason.
She still has great use; killing her directly would be a pity."
The Disheveled Old Man took another swig of wine and waved his hand dismissively, "Alright, you go dig your roots.
I'll go check on the other one from earlier, don't let her escape."
With that, he performed a Flash Movement and vanished into the mountain forest.
Immediately afterwards, surprised sounds of `Eh? Eh? Eh?` were heard, "Did she really escape? Trying to run? Not that easy."
His figure was vaguely seen flashing amidst the fog before disappearing without a trace.
Shi Chun immediately removed his Broadsword from Xiang Lan'er's neck, using the Saber Blade to pat Wu Jinliang's fallen face, "Jinliang, Jinliang."
His Dagger, however, remained pointed at Xiang Lan'er, maintaining Vigilance.
It would have been better if he hadn't patted Wu Jinliang's face. After two `Slap, slap`, Wu Jinliang actually started snoring, a faint, small snore, seemingly sleeping soundly.
Heh, Shi Chun was amused and annoyed. In such a tense situation, I / This Old Man almost got scared stiff, and you were still sleeping?
He couldn't dawdle any longer and immediately kicked him twice.
"Huh?" Wu Jinliang, who had abruptly opened his eyes, seemed to remember something. He suddenly rolled over and jumped up, not forgetting to conveniently drag his Broadsword along, and looked around, asking, "Chuntian, where's that Madam?"
Shi Chun: "Less of your Nonsense, quickly pick up the Bank Notes and let's go."
Hearing about picking up money, Wu Jinliang's gaze swept around, immediately spotting the scattered targets.
He swiftly rushed over, quickly picking up the Bank Notes scattered on the ground.
During this process, Shi Chun kept Xiang Lan'er held hostage, remaining vigilant of his surroundings, not daring to relax, fearing a Bluff.
What if the scene just now was a rescue tactic played by the Demonic Path?
Xiang Lan'er, this time, was quite cooperative. Even though she could speak, she remained silent, allowing Shi Chun to do as he pleased.
Suddenly, Shi Chun saw Wu Jinliang, after picking up everything from the ground, was about to go rummage through the Masked Man's Corpse pinned to the tree. Shi Chun immediately cursed, "No time! Quick, carry Bian Weikang, let's go."
Although Wu Jinliang didn't know the situation, he knew that his Chief saying so must have a reason.
He immediately gave up, swiftly performed a Flash Movement to rescue Bian Weikang and carry him on his shoulder, then ran madly behind Shi Chun.
The two fled desperately through the mountain forest.
For Shi Chun, not running was not an option. That old man clearly intended Demon Extermination, and he himself was a demon.
What if Feng Chi was caught and revealed him? Running was the safest option.
They ran and ran, for a long time.
He didn't even know how far they had run, but eventually, he simply couldn't run anymore.
"Chuntian, I can't go on. Let's rest, let's rest first. I really can't run anymore."
Regardless of whether Shi Chun agreed or not, Wu Jinliang threw down his Broadsword and Bian Weikang, and recklessly collapsed to the ground, gasping like an ox, his clothes soaked with sweat.
There was nothing to be done; his Broadsword alone was like carrying two or three people, plus Bian Weikang, it was truly exhausting.
Along the way, Shi Chun wanted to lighten his burden and asked him to hand Bian Weikang over, but he said a lighter load would suffice and wanted to give Bian Weikang to Shi Chun, while he himself carried Xiang Lan'er.
Alright, Shi Chun immediately understood what he was thinking and felt he shouldn't be so kind, telling him to continue carrying Bian Weikang.
It wasn't that Shi Chun wasn't considerate of his brother, but this woman couldn't be trifled with by Wu Jinliang.
If she got angry, all their subsequent plans would be ruined.
Shi Chun, also panting heavily, put down Xiang Lan'er, walked up to Wu Jinliang, and sat down on his buttocks, patting his stomach, "The money, count it."
Mentioning money, even though he was panting and exhausted, Wu Jinliang regained his spirit.
He widened his eyes, took a few deep breaths with effort, propped himself up, then panted like a dog again, pulling out the Bank Notes from his懷.
Shi Chun grabbed them, then conveniently pushed him back onto the ground to rest.
Wu Jinliang, tireless again, propped himself up and crawled over, poking his head close, insisting on counting the money with Shi Chun.
The crucial point was that neither of them had ever seen this type of Bank Note.
They only saw words amidst intricate patterns, indicating they could be cashed for fifty thousand Tanjin. There were four such notes in total, meaning a value of two hundred thousand Gold.
These two inexperienced fellows hadn't really expected Cen Futong to use these for a cash-on-delivery transaction. The five hundred thousand Gold they saw outside Liyun Tower was all Physical Currency.
If not for this Unexpected Friction, during a normal transaction, they truly wouldn't have been able to tell if these Bank Notes were real or fake.
Fortunately, these were retrieved by Feng Chi, who definitely knew her stuff.
Since Feng Chi hadn't expressed any doubts, they should be genuine.
That was good too, better than carrying a pile of Tanjin.
The problem was how to divide it. Shi Chun glanced at Wu Jinliang, who was watching expectantly nearby.
According to their previous agreement, two thousand Gold for Wu Jinliang would be sufficient. However, the notes they had were all fifty thousand Gold denominations.
He took out one note and said to Wu Jinliang, "This one is to repay the debt."
Wu Jinliang understood his meaning: fifty thousand Gold to repay Miss Miao.
He nodded repeatedly, "It's only right."
Shi Chun then took out a second note and said, "Half of this goes to them."
Wu Jinliang knew who "them" referred to: Old Dong and his crew.
All their eating, drinking, and entertainment had been paid for by Old Dong, plus Shi Chun had promised each of them ten thousand Gold as an Assistance Fee. So, giving twenty-five thousand was completely appropriate, and he nodded in agreement.
The last two notes, Shi Chun divided, one for him, one for Wu Jinliang.
Wu Jinliang was somewhat disbelieving when he received it, even stopping his panting.
He asked, "Fifty thousand Gold, all for me?"
He had only invested six thousand Gold. If they were to repay double, twelve thousand would have been enough.
Receiving fifty thousand all at once gave him an unreal feeling.
Shi Chun asked, "Am I being Generous?"
If not for discovering he was a Demonic Path Cultivator, he truly wouldn't have given Wu Jinliang so much money all at once.
It wasn't stinginess, but as the Chief, giving benefits also required method. For instance, outside Liyun Tower, Wu Jinliang hadn't trusted him and initially clutched his Money Pouch, unwilling to invest.
How should he have educated him then?
The reason for giving so much now was purely compensation out of guilt for Wu Jinliang's nature of Following an Evil Person.
Wu Jinliang's mouth split into a smile that almost reached the back of his head again, "Plenty, plenty, plenty! Chief, you're beyond words.
Brother, I'll follow you to my death."
He hugged the Bank Notes and kissed them several times, then happily stuffed them into his newly bought Money Pouch, patted his chest, and wore a look of utter satisfaction and accomplishment.
He felt he could run another three thousand miles.
Shi Chun was also stuffing money into his Money Pouch.
Xiang Lan'er, leaning against a tree, watched with a cold gaze as the two men hugged their money like treasures, displaying such inexperienced behavior. Disdain appeared on her lips, and she spoke again, "Release the Restriction Seal on me, and I guarantee I'll let bygones be bygones."
This wasn't the first time she had said something similar.
After being carried and run away with for a long time, she had said it several times.
That process was quite humiliating for her.
Shi Chun, carrying her in various ways while desperately running, was also exhausted. When his left shoulder got tired, he switched to his right; when his right shoulder got tired, he switched to carrying her in front.
He tried carrying her horizontally in his arms, and tried carrying her on his back. He had embraced her thighs, and also her buttocks.
In short, he had tried every conceivable position repeatedly, and their bodies had made all sorts of intimate contact.
Especially when their heads were close together, the feeling of their necks and cheeks rubbing against each other for a long time left a deep impression on her; she remembered the warmth and scent of his body.
In summary, every part of her body that could be touched by outsiders, and parts that shouldn't be, had been inadvertently touched by Shi Chun.
Yet Xiang Lan'er couldn't say anything, because she knew he was just tired and switching hands, because she knew that by carrying her and running away, he was also saving her life.
He truly had saved her life. At that time, the old man wanted her dead, but this detestable fellow actually found a way to protect her, which was utterly unexpected.
He could have easily seized the opportunity to slit her throat and silence her, which would have both satisfied the old man and allowed him to escape, without delaying his entry into Wukang Mountain. Afterwards, he could even push the blame onto that old man.
But he didn't do that; he truly saved her life.
From the very beginning, she had ruled out the possibility that the old man and Shi Chun were accomplices deliberately staging a play.
The method of exclusion was too embarrassing to mention. At that moment, their bodies were pressed too tightly together, and she could keenly sense some subtle changes in Shi Chun's body.
When the old man suddenly appeared and attacked, the shock it brought to Shi Chun's body—she knew clearly that it wasn't an expression that could be faked at will.
If not for the physical sensation of being pressed so closely together at that time, she would not have been able to make that judgment and would certainly have remained suspicious.
So, since he saved her life and carried her all the way while fleeing, what could she say about some Unexpected Frictions that occurred during the process?
All the way, she could only repeatedly ask him to release her, but Shi Chun completely ignored her.
This wasn't something difficult to understand.
Releasing her would be courting death, wouldn't it? She naturally understood, so after the embarrassment and awkwardness, she actually adapted.
Before this happened, she would have sworn that if any man dared to grope her, she would beat him to death.
After it happened, she never thought she would get used to being touched by a man so quickly.
A hundred repetitions of Nonsense were useless.
At this moment, Shi Chun only glanced back at her, then bothered her no more. Releasing her like this was an impossible thing.
Wu Jinliang, touching his Money Pouch, also only glanced back. During this entire escape, he finally found an opportunity to ask, "I say, Chuntian, what exactly happened? We ran off in such a hurry, I almost ran myself to death, and I still haven't caught my breath."
Shi Chun thought for a moment, then explained, "We stepped on something nasty.
These two Broads from Liyun Tower are from the Demonic Path."
"Huh? The Demonic Path?" Wu Jinliang turned his head sharply, scrutinizing Xiang Lan'er again, his face filled with disbelief.
"Demonic Qi attracted a passing Disheveled Old Man. He was intent on Exterminating Demons and Guarding the Righteous Path, so he drove off Feng Chi. While he was pursuing and killing Feng Chi, I woke you up and we ran."
Shi Chun's explanation was very simple.
Wu Jinliang, turning back, clapped his hands in regret, "What a pity, I missed the scene of masters fighting. Wait, if the old man was Exterminating Demons and Guarding the Righteous Path, why did we run?"
Xiang Lan'er realized that this Simpleton still didn't know his accomplice was a Demonic Path Cultivator.
Looking at Shi Chun, who was silently pondering, she spoke again, "Release me, and I'll take you into Wukang Mountain!"
(End of Chapter)