Hua Wu Que felt a bit down seeing Huang Xue Mei steal his chance to show off. He was planning to play around with these people, pulling off a "pretending to be weak but actually strong" trick, but his elder sister had directly destroyed his plan. He was secretly sighing.
Hearing the old man mention the name Lan Feng Huang, he became a bit excited, "The Lan Feng Huang you mentioned, is she the good friend of the Saintess of the Sun and Moon Holy Cult?"
Seeing a glimmer of hope for survival, the old man in white robes hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, my Sect Master is close friends with the Saintess. Friend, please spare us for her sake. We are, after all, ignorant of the situation."
Hua Wu Que waved his hand, shooing them away like flies. He was calculating how to win over the Miao beauty, not noticing that Qu Fei Yan had a strange expression. "Big brother seems to be interested in that loose woman, this is a bit bad."
The three of them arrived at Huang Dong's couple's grave. They took out items for worship from their bags, knelt down, and bowed their heads. Huang Xue Mei cried until her voice became hoarse. She collapsed on Hua Wu Que and fainted. Hua Wu Que was helpless, so he carried her, letting Qu Fei Yan hold the bag and walked down the mountain.
Hua Wu Que hurried the carriage to the Kunming City and found an inn. He entrusted the carriage to the innkeeper and carried Huang Xue Mei inside. Qu Fei Yan was holding their luggage and followed him unsteadily.
After settling everything, Hua Wu Que sat by the bed and watched the sleeping Huang Xue Mei. He felt that she was truly unfortunate and pitiful. Thankfully, she met him. He decided to treat her well in the future. However, he saw Qu Fei Yan pushing open the door and unwillingly walked in. She threw a letter of invitation on the table.
Hua Wu Que took the letter and opened it. It was from Lan Feng Huang of the Five Immortals Sect. She had heard about what happened and invited him to a banquet that night. He looked up in confusion, "Fei Fei, where did you get this letter of invitation?"
Qu Fei Yan sat on the stool, swinging her feet back and forth. She pouted her lips, "I came to the Five Immortals Sect with my grandfather before, and I knew Lan Feng Huang. They came to recognize me and asked me to plead with you, telling you they will treat you to a banquet as an apology tonight."
Hua Wu Que saw her gloomy expression and felt strange. He didn't know that although this girl was young, she understood a lot about matters between men and women. She had decided that Hua Wu Que was her future husband and was very wary of any woman who might be involved with him.
"Little brother, we are new to this place, and we don't know the intentions of the Five Immortals Sect Leader. Why don't I go with you tonight, so we can have each other's backs," Huang Xue Mei stirred a bit, hearing their conversation.
Seeing her about to get up, Hua Wu Que hurried over and pushed her back down. "I just asked the kitchen for some chicken soup. It will be ready soon. Elder sister, don't worry. You and Fei Fei stay at the inn and wait for me. This little Five Immortals Sect is nothing to me." Huang Xue Mei had no choice but to give up.
As night fell, the number of pedestrians in Kunming City gradually decreased. Although this place was connected to Dali, the two countries had always had good relations, so it was not like other border cities that enforced curfews.
Following the address on the letter of invitation, Hua Wu Que finally arrived at the gate of the Five Immortals Sect. The main gate was wide open, and there was no one guarding it. He felt strange and looked inside. He saw many bamboo baskets scattered in the courtyard. It seemed to sense the presence of a stranger, and many small snakes inside the baskets started to coil, sticking out their tongues and surrounding Hua Wu Que.
He used to be a medical sage, and medicine and poison were inseparable. He knew a lot about these poisonous creatures. Although these small snakes were numerous, they were not poisonous. He knew that someone in the Five Immortals Sect was unhappy about being scared away and losing face, so they used these things to scare him. He felt a little amused and ignored all these small snakes, walking inside.
"This Han brother is not only handsome, but also very brave!" A woman wearing a blue cloth printed white flower shirt and pants, with an embroidered apron tied in front of her, walked out from the house. This woman was dressed in colorful clothes. She wore large golden earrings and a unique Miao head ornament. Her voice was soft, charming, and seductive, and it was very pleasant to listen to. "Those incompetent guys came back to report that a handsome and noble Han gentleman killed all the Five Poison Sect villains and scared them back. They even blamed them for being incompetent and fooling me."
She walked over and circled around Hua Wu Que, smiling, "I didn't expect there to be such a handsome man! Han brother, what's your name? I'm called Lan Feng Huang. They said you recognized me before you let them go. Are you interested in me, or are you interested in the Saintess?"
Seeing her beautiful voice and deliberate flirtatiousness, Hua Wu Que knew that she was always virtuous and deliberately pretended to be like this to probe his intentions. He smiled, "Good sister, didn't I tell them my surname is Hua and my name is Wu Que? I came here this time just for your charming and seductive little lady. Now that we are under the moonlit flowers, why mention others and spoil the mood? Didn't you say in your letter that you wanted to treat me to a drink?"
Miao women are affectionate and loyal. Seeing Hua Wu Que's appearance, Lan Feng Huang fell in love with him. Seeing him teasing her, she didn't get angry. She looked Hua Wu Que up and down, giggling, "Of course, there's wine. I just wonder if you dare to drink it!"
PS: I have a headache.
Today I bought a cover online, and I met an author who specialized in writing novels. I asked him for advice, and he gave me a blow.
I was quite happy when I first started writing, seeing hundreds of collections. But he told me that collections here are very watery and not to be taken seriously.
I need to look at the number of fresh flowers, comments, and votes. I told him about the data, and he said that basically no one was reading my book and told me to cut it.
I calculated carefully, and apart from the ones I sent myself and the few friends who sent a few dozen, there are no more.
It directly shattered my mentality. This chapter has been written for a long time, and I am not satisfied.
Please give me a hand tomorrow, send some fresh flowers, they are free.
Let me see how many people are reading it.
It's just a hobby. If no one is reading it, why should I write it...
I'm afraid that no one will see it if I write it in the works section, so I posted it here.
I apologize for the interruption, thank you.