Chapter - 186 Wretched Luck Improves After Mastering (8) (1/2)

Listening to her peal of laughter and seeing the twinkle in her eyes, showing her mischievousness, Zhang Wuji's heart was shaken. ”How come her eyes look very much like Mama?” he mused, ”When Mama swindled the old monk of Shaolin Temple just before she died, her eyes also shone like this.” Thinking to this point, he could not stop tears from welling up in his eyes, and very soon the tears flowed down this face.

”Pei,” the girl spat and said, ”I won't take your cakes away. You don't need to cry. I didn't know you are such a useless fool.”

”It's not that I am crying over your cake,” Zhang Wuji said, ”It's just that I am remembering a sad memory.”

That girl had turned away and walked for two steps, but as she heard him, she turned her head and said, ”What sad memory? A foolish-looking fellow like you also have a sad memory?”

Zhang Wuji sighed deeply and said, ”I remember my Mama, my passed away Mama.”

The girl guffawed and said, ”Your Mama always gave you cake, didn't she?”

”Mama always gave me cakes to eat,” Zhang Wuji said, ”But I remember her because your smile looks like my Mama.”

The girl angrily said, ”You devil! So you said I am that old? That I am as old as your mother?” While saying that, she picked a piece of firewood and hit Zhang Wuji, twice.

If Zhang Wuji wanted to seize the firewood in her hand, it would be very easy, but he thought, ”She does not know my Ma was young and pretty. She only knows that I look like an ugly freak; no wonder she is angry.” So after she struck him twice, he said, ”When she died, my Ma was very pretty.”

With a serious face she said, ”You make fun of me because I am ugly, you don't want to live. I'll pull your leg!” She bent down, acting as if she was going to pull Zhang Wuji's leg.

Zhang Wuji was shocked; his broken legs were just beginning to heal. If she did indeed pull it, then all previous accomplishment would come to nothing. Hastily he grabbed a handful of snow. As soon as that girl's hand touched his leg, he would strike the acupoint in between her eyebrows to knock her unconscious on the spot.

Luckily that girl was only scaring him; looking at the great change of his face, she said, ”Look at your frightened face! Who told you to make fun of me?”

Zhang Wuji said, ”If I intentionally make fun of Miss, after my both legs are healed, let me fall again and break my legs three times that in the end I become a cripple.”

The girl giggled and said, ”Alright, so be it!” She sat on the ground next to him and said, ”So your Ma was a pretty woman. How could you compare me with her? Do you think I am pretty?”