290 Blazing eyes (1/2)

Chapter 290: Blazing eyes

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Sangsang didn't think this poem was great, in fact, she thought it even worse than the one she wrote before for Ning Que to read when killing people. Besides, she remembered that this monk had threatened her and Ning Que at the outside of the Academy, therefore, she turned around and shut the door close.

Wudao stopped the closing gate with his hand. He looked at Sangsang. The craziness and excitement on his face could not be more obvious, and said in excitement, ”To make sure that you can travel around the world and enjoy the beautiful scenery with me, I promise that I will kill your master as soon as possible.”

Sangsang turned around and looked at his face seriously when hearing what he said.

Seeing her serious look, Wudao was even more obsessed with her. He reached his hand out involuntarily to touch her face.

As his finger moved towards her darkish face, he felt as if the clean and addictive smell of Sangsang was permeating through his body. His breathing became rapid and he said in a serious voice, ”I have never met any girl who can make me feel so excited. You will be mine.”

His face was still serious when he said that, with no greedy or obsessed expressions crossing his face. His tattered robe looked nice and clean against the wind. However, it was as if there was hot blood flowing rapidly in every pore on his face, and his every word carried a horny smell.

Sangsang stepped backwards to avoid his wet and sticky finger, as if the finger was as horrible as a snake's tongue. She glanced at the bulging part between his legs and reached her hands to retrieve a basin expressionlessly.

The water in the basin, which was used to wash vegetables yesterday was saved for flushing the toilet.

The old man had gone to fetch the water from the backyard a moment ago and had been waiting there quietly.

Sangsang got the basin from his hand and moved her arms, and then she poured the water forward.

Splash!

The dirty water, together with sand and dirt, drenched Wudao from head to foot. Two pieces of smelly rotten leaves were seen lying on his bald head, which made his serious face frozen for a moment.

With a snap, the wooden gate was closed.

Wudao, soaked all over, was in a daze. He stood still at the foot of the stone stairs for a long time before coming to his senses. Then, with a smile on his face, he wiped the water from his face and removed the leaves on his head.

He had met Sangsang twice and always showed his excitement and enthusiasm. But now, cold and indifference appeared on his face for the first time after he was drenched by water.

This was because he was angry and sad. He didn't understand at all why she, a handmaiden, should treat him in such a cold way. There was nothing irrational about him wanting to marry her and have sex with her. Shouldn't she feel honored and faint because of happiness when such an important figure like him picked her? How dare she pour water on him?

However, the more she resisted, the more interested he became. Under his cold smile, the desire of wanting to occupy her made his heart pound excitedly.

Having noticed what had happened, a few men from the Fish-dragon Gang, who were keeping watch on the Lin 47th Street, walked towards Wudao and circled him. A man among them said in a low voice, ”The people living here are Mr. Qi's friends. I should warn you that you should never come back again if you still want to see tomorrow's sun. ”

Love Monk Wudao came from the Unknown Place, he didn't care a little about these normal people in Jianghu world. But the fact that there were many powerful men hidden in Chang'an city and Tang Dynasty made him cautious. Let alone there were many civilians around, watching and judging his deeds.

After a moment of silence, he said towards the shop with a smile, ”I will be back.”

After finishing his words, he straightened his robe and walked straight away, ignoring the people from the Fish-dragon Gang. As he walked away, his robe was fluttered slightly in the wind and his straw shoes cracked the dead leaves on the ground.

The bare branches cast shadows on his peaceful face.

That night when he ascended the mountains to the Second floor of the Academy, Master Yan Se had burned the sleeve of his robe as a punishment. After that, Wudao left Chang'an and traveled to the villages in the south. Being out of Tang Kingdom and civilization since the end of the spring, he didn't know any news about Chang'an; he didn't know who that handmaiden was or who Ning Que was. But he had always hated Zhong Dajun.

As spring turned into winter, it gradually became cold. Time passed by quickly and took many things away such as fear. Wudao plucked up courage and came back to Tang Kingdom. And a little bird told him that Master Yan Se was busy dealing with something, which convinced him that Master Yan Se would be too busy to care about him. Therefore, the fear of that scary Divine Talisman Master faded in him and gave him the confidence to come back to the capital city, Chang'an.

He came back because he really missed that handmaiden, in fact, he wanted her so much. It must be fate or luck that brought her into his sight on the second day after his arrival at Chang'an. Therefore, he followed her all the way from the Princess Mansion to Lin 47th Street, knocked on the gate of Old Brush Pen Shop, but to his distress, only got a basin of dirty water and two pieces of smelly leaves.

But it didn't matter because the flame of excitement and obsession in him would not be put out by a basin of water.

He was the Love Monk, who had attracted countless girls of all types. On his journey to Yuelun Kingdom and South Jin Kingdom, he never failed to appeal to any girl. Therefore, he had every reason to believe he would not fail to allure a handmaiden this time.

When thinking that his wish was about to realize, Wudao felt really happy. He walked on the alley lined with trees, wearing a bright smile.

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An old man looked through the door, his eyes following the young monk. He watched the monk walking away and thought, ”Even a pervert monk from Xuankong Temple was able to sense the specialness of Sangsang. It proves that Xuankong Temple is not an ordinary place.”

He walked back to the backyard and found the basin lying in a corner. Sangsang didn't continue to eat. She was squatting next to the stove, staring at the small but pure Divine light on her fingertip, and thinking.

”You don't want to eat anymore?” The old man said.

Sangsang shook her head. The wood in the stove came to fire as she moved her fingers slightly, which made her furrow her brows.

The old man smiled, and said, ”Some monks are obsessed with couple-practice. I guess that is why that monk is so crazy.”

Sangsang didn't answer him. She was still gazing at the flame and thinking about how to improve her Divine Skills quickly. At present, her level was so low that the Haotian Divine Light she can gather was very little. It was only as powerful as the normal flame, which could only be used to burn wood, but not to fight against those powerful cultivators.

Seeing her determined face, the old man sighed and said, ”Worries are very harmful for cultivation.”

Sangsang didn't turn around, she said softly, ”He said he will kill young master as soon as possible.”