Big-headed ghost was teased at Sanxianju

Bai Yunrui killed Wang Dian, throwing the bandits into chaos. Leaderless, the bandits were in disarray: some fled, some hid, but the most pitiful were the women on the mountain. The deputy chieftain and other leaders all had wives and concubines, along with many maids and servants, who scattered in all directions. Many were killed by government troops, and many maids and young ladies were raped. Hiding in a cave in the back mountains was a young and beautiful woman named Cuilu, the third wife of the deputy chieftain Guan Dapeng. Cuilu was originally from Zhejiang, the youngest daughter of Cui Dehong, the richest man in Hangzhou. From a young age, Cuilu was intelligent and charming. She was skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and was also very beautiful. So, at seventeen, many high-ranking officials sent matchmakers to propose marriage. Cuilu was very picky and didn't find a suitable man. As fate would have it, when Cuilu went to a temple to offer incense, she was seen by the deputy chieftain Guan Dapeng, who was in Hangzhou on business. At the time, Guan Dapeng was 35 years old and already had two wives, but he was captivated by Cuilu's alluring beauty. He followed her sedan chair from the temple to her residence, and that night, he and his men drugged her and stole her away. The next day, the young lady's personal maid discovered her disappearance, and chaos erupted throughout the Cui residence. Cui Dehong sent people to report the case to the authorities while simultaneously mobilizing the servants to search everywhere. Guan Dapeng, oblivious to the chaos in the Cui residence, happily took the still unconscious Cuilu back to the mountain stronghold and forced her to become his third wife. The pampered Cuilu was terrified. What could a weak woman like her do in a bandit's den? She could only reluctantly submit to Guan Dapeng. During the attack on the stronghold by government troops, Guan Dapeng died in the chaos. Cuilu and her maid, Feng'er, took some gold and silver valuables and fled to the back of the mountain with the other women. Many people around her were killed by government troops on the way, and Cuilu and Feng'er were separated. She was terrified by the corpses everywhere she saw. Cuilu finally found a cave to hide in. It was a small cave with a large ventilation opening at the top, so the air circulated well and it wasn't stuffy. Little did she know that a soldier was searching there. The soldiers who had attacked the mountain stronghold with ulterior motives had been burning, killing, looting, and raping women everywhere. The soldier searching this place was a junior officer named Wu Kui, 23 years old. He was skilled in martial arts and brave, and had been promoted to junior officer shortly after joining the army. Don't underestimate this junior officer; he could command 50 soldiers and wielded considerable power in the camp. Wu Kui wanted to catch a few escapees, so he searched alone to the back of the mountain. It was a very secluded and quiet place, and the sounds of fighting in front gradually subsided. Just as he reached the vicinity of the cave, he heard a woman scream from inside. It turned out that Cuilu had discovered a snake crawling towards her. Wu Kui quickly hid beside the cave entrance and peered inside. By the light shining from the cave ceiling, he saw only a young woman. Without hesitation, Wu Kui rushed in. The snake, seeing someone burst in, turned and lunged at him. Wu Kui swung his steel knife, slicing the snake in two. Cui Lu, huddled in a corner, stared wide-eyed at Wu Kui. "Who are you?"
Wu Kui asked. Cui Lu stammered out her identity. Wu Kui was secretly pleased, thinking: I've captured the deputy chieftain's wife; another merit I can gain. "Get up and come with me,"
Wu Kui shouted. "No...no...please spare me!"
Cui Lu begged, backing away. Wu Kui grabbed Cui Lu, trying to pull her up, but accidentally tore her clothes, revealing half of her white undergarment. Wu Kui's eyes lit up. Cui Lu hurriedly tried to cover herself. Just then, a strong gust of wind blew in from outside the cave, lifting Cui Lu's thin white dress and revealing her pair of shapely, long, smooth, and fair legs. Cui Lu quickly pulled down her dress to cover her legs, but her upper body was still visible to Wu Kui. Her narrow silk bodice could barely contain her full, firm breasts, which seemed about to burst out of her clothes. Her grape-sized nipples were clearly imprinted on the thin bodice. Wu Kui stared greedily at everything that tempted him. Although Cui Lu was very nervous, she quickly thought that it would be a good thing if this military officer could release her. With this thought in mind, Cui Lu not only stopped covering up her exposed sexy parts, but also began to fawn over Wu Kui. Wu Kui sized up the woman beside him. She was stunningly beautiful; her white dress fluttered in the wind, giving her a refined and serene air. Her face was delicate, her eyebrows arched like spring mountains, her eyes clear as autumn water, her nose exquisite, her teeth white, and her lips as red as ripe cherries. Her long, flowing black hair was like ink, and she exuded a noble and dignified air, like a lotus emerging from water or a goddess from a celestial realm. Cui Lu blushed under Wu Kui's gaze, making her even more radiant. "Sir, if you let me go… I'll grant you any request,"
Cui Lu said, looking at Wu Kui tenderly with her bright, autumn-water-like eyes, adding to her charm and allure. "Alright… I promise to let you go,"
Wu Kui said, embracing Cui Lu tightly. She said sweetly, "Sir, I will serve you well."
Wu Kui swallowed hard, excited. Such a beauty was about to be his. He pressed Cui Lu to the ground, groping her body and kissing her delicate face repeatedly. Cui Lu frowned and said, "Sir, don't be so hasty!"
She sat up and kissed Wu Kui's lips. He immediately felt a softness and sucked on the saliva in Cui Lu's mouth, searching her mouth with his tongue. Cui Lu let out a soft moan and hugged Wu Kui tightly, then let him lick her tongue as he pleased, making Wu Kui's desire rise. He roughly tore off Cui Lu's outer clothes, leaving her wearing only a small bodice. Her fair and delicate neck and rounded shoulders, and her firm, full breasts, seemed about to burst out of her clothes. Through the narrow white bodice, one could see her large breasts bulging, with a small portion of her smooth, white breasts peeking out from the outer edge of her bra on each side. Her large nipples made two bean-like protrusions through the thin fabric. Her smooth, snow-white abdomen, slender waist, and pert, full buttocks were clearly visible. At the junction of her long, smooth, pink legs, a tight pair of panties covered her mound-like private parts, with a shallow groove in the middle and her thick labia majora protruding on either side. A few slightly curled pubic hairs peeked out from the sides of the panties. Wu Kui's eyes blazed with fury, his penis erect. He ripped off Cui Lu's bodice, and her two small, mountain-like breasts, freed from their restraints, trembled and bounced slightly. Cui Lu
let out a soft "Ah!" and shyly covered herself with her hands, which only fueled Wu Kui's desire. He reached out and grasped one of her tender breasts, gently caressing it. The breasts, white and tender like dough, gracefully changed shape in his hands. Wu Kui felt that the breasts in his hands were soft and incredibly elastic, with two dark red buds and areolas at the tips. He twisted the grape-sized nipples between two fingers. Cui Lu couldn't help but moan softly with excitement: "Ah...ah...oh..."
Seeing that the beauty was already aroused, Wu Kui squeezed her nipples harder and harder, and the nipples slowly became erect, their color gradually turning purplish-red. Wu Kui buried his head in the deep cleavage, licking wildly, savoring her milky scent. He then took one nipple into his mouth and gently bit it, then moved to the other, licking and biting until Cui Lu's nipples became engorged with blood from excitement. Her soft moans turned into loud groans: "Oh...oh...ah...so good...so beautiful."
Cui Lu tightly hugged Wu Kui's head with both hands. Wu Kui kissed his way down to that mysterious place. He removed the only thing she was wearing, her panties. Cui Lu willingly parted her snow-white, pink thighs, exposing her vulva to Wu Kui. It was the first time he had ever seen such a beautiful vulva. A tuft of soft, dark pubic hair evenly covered her small, round mons pubis. Her two thick labia were slightly parted because of her bent legs, and the two dark red labia minora were already wet. At the top of the labia was a small, red, tender thing the size of a peanut—the clitoris. Wu Kui's mouth went dry, and his heart pounded wildly. He first parted the two tightly closed labia minora, which were glistening with mucus. The clitoris, soaked in the mucus, appeared even more vibrant. Wu Kui gently inserted a finger into her fleshy opening beneath the pubic hair. Cui Lu immediately threw her head back in pleasure and groaned loudly, "Ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...keep going...deeper...oh!"
At the same time, she raised her fair and delicate feet, her whole body trembling slightly. Wu Kui used his fingers to move in and out of her vagina, while his other hand licked her glistening, tender clitoris. Soon, her clitoris became engorged and swollen, and thick fluid gushed from her vagina. The "sizzling" sound of his fingers moving in and out made Cui Lu moan continuously. Wu Kui couldn't resist any longer and hurriedly stripped off his clothes, revealing a thick, red penis. Cui Lu let out an "Ah!" and looked at the penis with slightly blurred eyes. She knelt before Wu Kui, opened her red lips, and took the penis into her mouth, extending a delicate hand to the base of it. Cui Lu's smooth tongue gently licked the glans, and she quickly swallowed and released the large penis covered in her saliva. "Oh...oh..."
Wu Kui felt lightheaded. Cuilu lifted her full breasts, intending to use them to clamp Wu Kui's penis and masturbate him, but he pushed her down, spread her thighs, and thrust in. In his haste, he failed to penetrate several times, yelling in frustration. Cuilu obediently reached out and grasped his penis, guiding it to her wet opening. She first slid the glans against her swollen clitoris, then rubbed it against her labia minora before placing the glans at the entrance and gently patting Wu Kui's buttocks. Like a soldier on command, Wu Kui thrust in with a "plop," and Cuilu screamed. Wu Kui, on top of her, moved back and forth, his hips rising and falling, the speed increasing. Cuilu's hands tightly gripped Wu Kui's shoulders, her smooth thighs tightly clamping his waist, enjoying the pleasure brought by the thrusts. "Ah...ah...oh...good sir...harder, so good...oh...ah..."
Cui Lu's moans encouraged Wu Kui, who thrust in and out forcefully, causing Cui Lu's labia to flip in and out. Her vagina tightly gripped Wu Kui's penis, and as he thrust deeper, her juices splashed everywhere. At this moment, Cui Lu's eyes were languid, her face flushed, and under the torment of lust, her eyes were bloodshot, her whole body was hot, and her snow-white buttocks swayed from side to side. Wu Kui felt a numbness in his waist, and a thick stream of semen sprayed into Cui Lu's flower core. "It's so sore! It's burning me!"
Cui Lu cried out, also reaching the realm of orgasm. As waves of electric-like pleasure surged through her lower body, Cui Lu's toes tensed tightly, her beautiful eyes closed, the inner walls of her vagina contracted in waves, her face infinitely alluring, and a large amount of juices gushed out. Wu Kui kept his promise and released Cui Lu, but Cui Lu did not escape her misfortune. On her way home, she encountered bandits again. Meanwhile, on the front mountain, a small group was still putting up a desperate fight. The entire courtyard was engulfed in a chaotic melee, not one-on-one, but a free-for-all. Listen! The clash of weapons, the screams of men… the battle raged until the sun rose high, finally ending with the Song army completely occupying the Babao Dieyun Peak and Qingsong Langya Ravine. Everywhere you looked—on the hillside, in the hall, inside and outside the courtyard, in the undergrowth—were corpses, lying haphazardly, a scene of unprecedented carnage. Someone tallied that over 2,100 people had died or been wounded in the attack on Babao Dieyun Peak, the first major battle since Jiang Ping's bandit-suppression team began their campaign; they also captured over 2,000 prisoners. Master Jiang and Xu Liang ordered their soldiers and officers to quickly extinguish the fires and maintain order, tying the prisoners up with ropes and escorting them down Dieyun Peak in batches. But Xu Liang was most concerned about Purple-Faced Vajra Wang Shun and White Lotus Yan Feng, because of the fighting and the darkness, they couldn't tell who was who. Now that it was daylight, they had to search carefully. Xu Liang rummaged through the pile of corpses but couldn't find Wang Shun and Yan Feng. He then checked each prisoner in the ranks, but still couldn't find them. Xu Liang was so anxious that he stamped his feet. Master Jiang said, "Liangzi, don't worry, let's search carefully. They could be hiding somewhere on this huge Dieyun Peak."
Xu Liang thought it made sense, and the army began searching the mountain again, combing it three times like combing hair, even digging into the cracks in the rocks, but they still couldn't find the two boys. Not only could they not find them, but five people were also missing from the officers' team: Fang Shu'an, the thin-necked big-headed ghost; Bai Yunsheng, the jade-faced Zhuan Zhu; Ai Hu, the little righteous man; Lu Zhen, the powder-faced girl; and Han Tianjin, the thunderbolt ghost. Jiang Ping was extremely anxious, thinking: Could it be that these five children had an accident in the melee? Strangely, they weren't among the corpses or the wounded. Where did they go? Everyone was baffled. Jiang Ping and Zhan Xiongfei discussed the matter: They decided to focus all their efforts on handling the aftermath on the mountain, and send people to search for the shameful individuals. But where had those people gone? Where had Wang Shun and Yan Feng gone? This fake Xu Liang, the Purple-Faced Vajra Wang Shun, was extremely cunning. He had planned everything before the chaos even began. He knew everyone had a chance of survival except him. He thought: "Xu Liang hates me to the core. If I'm caught, I'll be in deep trouble. At best, he'll be skinned alive and burned; at worst, he'll be torn apart and chopped into dumpling filling; at the very least, he'll be sent to Tokyo to be disemboweled and have his heart removed… Oh dear, no matter how I think about it, things don't look good!" Thinking this, he felt a chill run down his spine, and a survival instinct surged within him: "Running away is the best policy. Who will I work for?" Without consulting anyone, he took advantage of the chaos, where everyone was preoccupied with their own survival, and slipped into the back village. He needed to find some travel expenses there. He knew those five warehouses had everything he needed, and no one was around to manage them. He easily unlocked the lock and went inside. It was full of chests and cabinets. Using his fake large-ringed sword, he cleaved open several cabinets, finding gold and silver inside. He wrapped a large bundle in a cloth, picked it up, and turned to leave. Unfortunately for him, he ran into the skinny-necked, big-headed ghost, Fang Shu'an. Fang Shu'an, his eyes bloodshot from the melee, happened to be in the backyard when he looked up and saw Wang Shun. Fang Shu'an gritted his teeth, his big head swaying: "Hey—you fucking wandered over here? I was just looking for you, take this!" He
leaped forward and swung his sword. Wang Shun, afraid of being recognized, had no will to fight. If he wanted to fight seriously, a hundred Fang Shu'ans wouldn't be a match for him. So Wang Shun feinted, twisted onto the roof, and ran off towards the back mountain. Fang Shu'an wanted to go back to find him, but was afraid of losing contact. The big-headed ghost thought: This kid's trying to escape! No, I have to follow him. He was the most wanted criminal on Dieyun Peak; I couldn't let him escape. While chasing, he shouted, "Hey—help! The fake Xu Liang and Wang Shun have run away! They've gone to the back mountain..."
The righteous young man Ai Hu, hearing Fang Shu'an's flute-like voice say that Wang Shun had escaped, had a sudden thought and quickly turned around to find Bai Yunsheng, Han Tianjin, and Lu Zhen. He initially wanted to look for Xu Liang, but seeing Xu Liang and Bai Yunrui covered in blood, they were locked in a fierce battle and couldn't break free. Time was of the essence, so the four of them grabbed their weapons and gave chase. They chased down to the back mountain, where it was a battlefield, filled with firelight. They couldn't find Fang Shu'an and were frantic. Ai Hu and the others rushed towards the back mountain, but ended up on a fork in the road. They headed northeast, while Fang Shu'an chased them southwest. Speaking of Fang Shu'an, he was also going all out, relentlessly pursuing them with his small broadsword. After leaving Dieyun Peak, they jumped over the old mountain and ran another ten miles, leaving him panting heavily. Wang Shun, carrying a large bag, ran ahead, with Fang Shu'an in hot pursuit, shouting, "Hey, stop! Wang Shun, you can't escape! I'll chase you to the Heavenly Palace or the Gates of Hell! I won't rest until I catch you, you bastard Fang! You stop right there!"
Wang Shun was terrified. He wasn't afraid of Fang Shu'an, but of Xu Liang and Bai Yunrui. After running a while longer, Wang Shun was exhausted. He stopped, panting, and looked back. There was only Fang Shu'an. Oh dear, Wang Shun's heart calmed down a little: What am I afraid of if he's alone? You little brat, I'll rip your big head off to vent my anger! I've got this good-for-nothing chasing me until I'm breathless. He put the bag down and turned to run back to Fang Shu'an. Fang Shu'an, shaking his big head, was chasing after him. When he saw Wang Shun stop, he was so frightened that he stopped chasing too. Fang Shu'an looked back and exclaimed, "My God! There's no one here!"
He had been so focused on chasing that he thought there was a large group of people following him, but it turned out he was all alone! Then he saw Wang Shun coming towards him and turned to run back. Wang Shun chased after him, shouting, "Hey, stop! The fake Xu Liang is right here! Come and catch him if you dare! Why are you running?"
Fang Shu'an, still running, retorted, "Bullshit! I'll catch you later, I don't have time right now!"
This made Wang Shun grumble angrily. He thought, "Oh well, this guy's a scoundrel. I shouldn't waste my time because of him. Can I go back and chase him? What if I run into Xu Liang?" With that thought, he turned back, grabbed his money bag, and continued running. As soon as he started running, Fang Shu'an caught up with him again. Fang Shu'an thought: If I run away, the connection will be lost. Finding Wang Shun again will be harder than climbing to heaven. My father's revenge will all be in vain. No matter how dangerous it is, I have to follow him and see where this kid has run off to so I can go back and report. "Hey—Wang Shun, you fucking stop right there! Grandpa's here to catch you!"
This made Wang Shun so angry that his nose was spitting fire. He thought: This guy is so annoying, why can't I shake him off! He turned around and came back: "Pah! Come here, I'm waiting for you to catch me."
Seeing that Wang Shun had stopped, Fang Shu'an dared not pursue him any further and hid behind a tree, frantically playing his flute. Wang Shun took a step forward, and Fang Shu'an turned and ran, chasing after him. The two were like two ends of a rope, pulling each other along. As Wang Shun ran, he pondered, thinking, "I'm going to be in trouble; this is called being haunted by a vengeful spirit! Don't underestimate this kid; he's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Surely I can get rid of him?" His eyes lit up with an idea. This time he stopped again, and Fang Shu'an, seeing him stop, stopped as well, brandishing his small knife three times: "Oh, Wang Shun, what are you planning to do?"
Wang Shun calmly suppressed his anger: "Hey, you surnamed Fang, how about we make a deal?"
"Go ahead."
"Fang, don't forget your roots. You too came from the bandit world before joining the Kaifeng Prefecture. But you're both hateful and pitiful. Everyone knows you were bullied by Xu Liang and only joined the Kaifeng Prefecture to save your life. I don't believe you wouldn't hate Xu Liang if he pulled your nose, or forgive him if he damaged your features. You're only doing this out of desperation. Fang Shu'an, whatever you think, I'm also a bandit. Now I'm in trouble, and this is a case of helping someone in distress. Please don't be so ruthless. If you, Fang Shu'an, can spare my life, I will repay your kindness. Wang Shun is a man of honor; in the future..." "If you're short enough to be caught, I absolutely won't stand idly by. What do you say? Just let me go. You and I know this, there's no one else around, what are you afraid of? More friends, more paths; more enemies, more walls. Doesn't that make sense?"
Fang Shu'an thought, "This kid's afraid of me. That's called evil not invading good. You have a guilty conscience, so you're saying nice things." Fang Shu'an had
even more tricks up his sleeve. He lowered his head and pondered for a while, "Hmm, what you say makes some sense. So how do we do this deal? Repaying a debt of gratitude in the future is too far off. What if I don't live to see that day? I'm planning to get something for nothing." "Okay
, I'll give you the money now, how about that?"
"How much?"
"I don't know. I'll give you everything I have, however much I have."
Wang Shun took out the stolen package and put it on the ground. He opened the bundle and looked at it. There was a lot! The yellow stuff was gold, and the white stuff was silver. He said to Fang Shu'an, "Master Fang, I don't have much more, but if I did, I wouldn't be stingy. See? This whole package is yours, can you let me escape?"
"How much is that?"
"A thousand taels."
"Too little! Is this all it takes to buy my life?"
"Master Fang, don't force me to speak. I left in a hurry and didn't bring any large sum with me. How about this, I'll give you five thousand taels of silver to make up for today's favor?"
"You said it yourself! Alright, we're the most reasonable people. Throw that package over here."
"Yes!"
Wang Shun wrapped the package, because the two were quite far apart, and Fang Shu'an didn't come closer. Wang Shun held the package in his hand and felt it: Don't be fooled. "Fang Shu'an, swear an oath to me that I'll give you this silver, then you'll still chase me, right?"
"Why don't you trust people? The Fang family is known for its loyalty; a man's word is as good as black. You have to give me the silver, or I'll let you go. May I die a horde of arrows, run over by carts, trampled by horses—I'll never have a peaceful end."
"Fine, that's fair! Here's the money!"
Wang Shun tossed the bag of silver to Fang Shu'an. Fang Shu'an used the tip of his knife to pick it up, and without even counting it, wrapped it around himself. After Fang Shu'an finished tying the bandage, Wang Shun smiled: "Master Fang, may the green hills remain and the clear waters flow forever. I will surely repay your kindness when we meet again in the future. I'm off!"
"Wait, where are you going?"
"This... I don't know."
"You don't know, but I do. Wang Shun, you can come with me. I'll take you to Kaifeng Prefecture. Prime Minister Bao has three copper guillotines. Those dog-head guillotines are fast. I'll stuff you in one and behead you."
"Hey! What do you mean by that? Did I waste all this money?"
"Bullshit! This money of yours was stolen, it's not yours. Besides, even if you had ten thousand taels of gold, you couldn't buy the officials of Kaifeng Prefecture. Master Fang is incorruptible and would never accept bribes! Just now I used a smoke bomb. Kid, you can't escape!"
"Oh dear, you scoundrel Fang, you're utterly despicable! Don't you think you can go back on your oath? Aren't you afraid of fulfilling it!"
"Do whatever you want! I'm tired of living like this. I don't care if I'm trampled or trampled, I don't care what I do! Kid, you can sue me then!"
This enraged Wang Shun, making him dizzy and seeing stars. He thought to himself, "He's really made my life miserable. I didn't even have enough money for the trip, and he's swindled it all away." "I'm going all out, even in my dying moments I'll make sure you suffer! Where do you think you're going!"
Wang Shun drew his knife and chased Fang Shu'an, but Fang Shu'an was faster than a rabbit, disappearing into the woods. This time, Wang Shun's pursuit was reluctant. After a short while, he thought, "That's enough. I have to get rid of this vengeful spirit, or it'll be too late by dawn." Wang Shun continued running, and Fang Shu'an continued chasing. This time, Wang Shun didn't look back and sped up, and Fang Shu'an couldn't catch him, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye. Fang Shu'an chased after Wang Shun until sunrise the next day but still couldn't find a trace of him. His heart sank; the trail had gone cold, and he'd wasted the entire night. What to do? He thought he should look ahead again; if he still couldn't find him, he'd return to the mountain to report, at least he could tell his old man to follow this direction to find Wang Shun. But after circling around, he realized the place was completely unfamiliar; he'd never been here before. This time, he slowed his pace. People were working in the fields, and men, women, and children were already appearing on the main road, leading donkeys, driving carts, going to the market, and going to the shops. It would be inappropriate for him to keep running like that. Fang Shu'an put away his small knife and wiped his sweat as he continued walking. He hadn't gone three miles when he came to a large town. At the town entrance was a stone tablet inscribed with the three characters "Jiangjiatuo." Wow! This place was called Jiangjiatuo; wow, it was quite large. He crossed the stone bridge and entered the town, and saw that there were at least five hundred households. Fang Shu'an thought: Wang Shun must have hidden here. Fang Shu'an wasn't sure; he was already in Hunan province, and not far ahead lay Dongting Lake and the Yangtze River. This town wasn't far from the river. The town had a main street running east to west, with merchants and residents lining the streets, surrounded by green mountains—a very beautiful scene. But Fang Shu'an was in a state of turmoil; he had no interest in admiring the scenery. He lowered his head and pondered, "Wang Shun might be hiding somewhere. I have to find a way to dig him out, catch him, and present him to my godfather. How happy he'll be! I'll have done a great service since joining Kaifeng Prefecture." He made up his mind and entered the town. Some businesses had just opened, and he noticed a restaurant called Sanxianju on the west side of the small cross street. It had just hung up its signboard, and he was already feeling hungry and tired. His stomach was rumbling loudly, "Gurgle, gurgle," "Crunch, crunch..."
Fang Shu'an thought: I haven't eaten well for the past two days. Yesterday I was too busy fighting for food to eat or drink anything. He decided: I'll go into the restaurant first, fill my stomach, and then find out what's going on. So he stepped into Sanxianju. He was the first customer since the business had just opened. The waiter, having finished wiping the tables, turned around and greeted him: "Good morning, sir! Please have a seat."
"Yes, no problem,"
Fang Shu'an replied, finding a seat by the window. The waiter wiped the table again, set out plates and chopsticks, and asked him, "Sir, what would you like to eat? Just tell me. You're the first customer, so the chef will be happy to prepare something delicious." "
What kind of food do you have?"
"Oh, our Sanxianju is a grand restaurant, the best in Jiangjiatuo. We have everything: things that fly in the sky, things that run on the ground, things that jump in the grass, things that float in the water—we've got it all, fried, stir-fried, cooked, and boiled."
"No need for that. Just pick whatever you like, cold dishes, hot dishes, vegetables, whatever you're best at."
"Okay, how much wine do you want?"
"Not too much, half a jin. But it has to be good wine." "Don't worry, we have our own homemade 'Ten Miles of Fragrance'!"
"That'll do."
The waiter told the kitchen to prepare, and Fang Shu'an took the opportunity to lean back in his chair, feeling drowsy and a little tired. He knew this was because he hadn't eaten; besides, he hadn't rested for several days, and his eyes were sore. At this time, shops on the street gradually opened, and the number of pedestrians increased, but Wang Shun, the Purple-Faced Vajra, was nowhere to be seen. But then he thought: even if Wang Shun appeared, how could I catch him? I don't have his abilities. I need to think of a better way. As he was lost in thought, the waiter gradually brought in the dishes. Old Fang sniffed: "So fragrant!" Perhaps because he was hungry, Fang Shu'an lowered his head and picked up his chopsticks to eat. The wine was also warmed up, and he drank and ate at the same time. Looking around the room, he noticed it was quite large. He was sitting in a general seating area; further inside were five private rooms, without curtains. He thought: "This small place really has such a luxurious restaurant. Yes, I have money! I can extort a thousand taels of silver from Wang Shun. This time I'll eat and drink my fill to replenish my strength." Thinking of this, he weighed the silver purse in his hand and couldn't help but feel happy. Fang Shu'an was a man who loved small things and was usually very frugal, unwilling to spend a penny. Now that he had made a small fortune, he was overjoyed. He straightened his back, swayed his big head, and started eating. At this time, customers began to arrive at the restaurant, about twenty people in total. He watched them as he ate in silence. Just then, a gong sounded outside and a blind man entered. He was a big old man with a slightly hunched back; his head was bald except for about a hundred hairs on the back of his head, which he had gathered together in a small bun; a large straw hat was slung over his back, and a yellow cloth bag, stained with oil and patched, was slung across his shoulder. The bag was bulging and rattling, and it was unclear what was inside. He held a small gong in his hand and leaned on a cane in his right hand; looking at his face, he was blind, with only the whites of his eyes and no pupils. The old man stumbled into the restaurant. The waiter quickly came forward: "Sir, slow down, slow down... come this way, would you like to eat?"
"Ah, I smell something delicious, isn't this a restaurant?"
"This is called Sanxianju."
"I came here because of the name. Are there any seats available?"
"Please come here..."
"No, no, I'll find a table myself."
Despite being blind, he was quite picky, poking and prodding with his stick until he reached Fang Shu'an. "Is this table taken?"
"Yes, one person."
"This will do."
He pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Fang Shu'an, putting down his walking stick and gong. Fang Shu'an hadn't eaten much lately, so his stomach was a little full. He looked up at the old man; his face probably hadn't been washed for over a month. His clothes were nice, but quite dirty, the sleeves rolled up, revealing his arms with bulging veins, and he was incredibly thin. Old Fang thought to himself: Life is full of ups and downs, this blind man is so pitiful, even banging a gong. No doubt he's a fortune teller swindling people. He's a bandit, surely he knows his trade. But he didn't recognize him, and just kept eating, head down. Just then, the waiter brought Fang Shu'an four-happiness meatballs and braised carp: "Sir, your dishes are all ready! Try this fish, it's absolutely delicious. It's from Dongting Lake, the flavor is exceptionally fresh!"
"Good."
"And try these four-happiness meatballs, our chef added extra ingredients for you."
"Alright, I'll give you a generous tip later."
Fang Shu'an first took a sip of "Ten Mile Fragrance" liquor, then picked up his chopsticks, pondering whether to eat the fish or the meatballs first. Just then, the blind man picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a meatball, and started munching on it. "Heh, these meatballs are really good. The chef at Sanxianju is quite skilled."
As he spoke, his chopsticks veered towards the fish, chopped it in half, and savored the top half. "Wow! So fragrant! This fish is cooked to perfection!" This infuriated Fang
Shu'an. He thought to himself, "Are you blind and blind too? Why are you eating this?" Fang Shu'an, still angry, didn't say anything, just stared at him. The man exclaimed repeatedly, "Good, good, good!"
He then ate the bottom half of the fish. After finishing, he groped around and found the plate of Four Happiness Meatballs. He brought it to himself, spun it around, and devoured it all. Fang Shu'an angrily put down his chopsticks: "Hey, old man, listen to me! You sat down there without ordering any food or wine. Do you know whose food you're eating?"
"Oh, didn't the waiter say he'd brought me the food?"
"That's what he told me. You didn't even ask the price, so how did you eat it?"
"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm getting old and useless, my hearing is failing and my eyesight is failing. How about I compensate you with two dishes?"
"Forget it, forget it, I'll just order two more dishes. Be careful next time. If you encounter a troublemaker, at best you'll get a scolding and be made to compensate for the loss, at worst you'll get a punch. These old bones and flesh, can you take a beating?... Waiter, come here!"
"Sir, you eat so fast, it's all gone in a little while."
"Yes, of course I eat fast when someone helps me. Give me two more dishes like this."
"Yes, sir."
The waiter then asked the blind man, "Sir, what would you like to eat?"
"What should I eat? I want something good but I don't have the money, but I'm quite greedy... Give me a plate of braised tofu."
The waiter chuckled, "Sir, we don't sell braised tofu at Sanxianju. If you want to save money, go to the alley in front of the restaurant; they sell all sorts of snacks there, very affordable and economical. You don't need to eat here."
"Waiter, you're too mean! I didn't know you didn't sell tofu, but if you don't have it, you do n't have it. Why
are you kicking me out?" "That's not what I meant. I'm just thinking of you. " "
So, do you have any cheapest dishes to satisfy your craving?"
"Yes, we do. Stir-fried shredded pork, stir-fried sliced pork, whatever you like."
"Okay, whatever, just give me the cheapest one."
A moment later, the waiter brought over a plate of stir-fried shredded pork, and at the same time, he started preparing the two dishes for Fang Shu'an. Fang Shu'an picked up his chopsticks, ready to eat, when, as you can imagine, the old man, who hadn't even touched his own dish, turned his chopsticks and headed for Fang Shu'an's fish: "This dish is quite good."
Just as he was about to pick it up, Fang Shu'an grabbed his hand: "Wait a minute. You're blind, but your hand is quite accurate! Look at how much you're measuring! This is my dish."
"Oh dear, look, I'm sorry!"
Saying this, the chopsticks turned again and headed for the meatballs. Fang Shu'an wondered: Was he pretending or was he really? This old man was truly infuriating. The old man picked up a meatball and put it in his mouth. "Mmm, this shredded meat tastes really good."
"Huh? Sir, is that shredded meat? Isn't it clearly a meatball? And you picked mine?"
"Is that so? I'm sorry. It's our fault for sitting at the same table, so you'll have to accept this loss. I wanted to compensate you for the dish, but I really can't afford the money. I'll offer you a fortune telling instead."
Fang Shu'an didn't believe it at first. He knew this was a charlatan. This kind of business could fool others, but how could an expert be fooled? But Fang Shu'an had nothing else to do at the moment, so he used it as a distraction. He chuckled, "Alright, then tell my fortune."
"Left for men, right for women, please extend your left hand."
The old man felt around for a while, then said, "Oh dear, judging from your palm, you're in for a major calamity!"
Fang Shu'an didn't believe in this at all: "What kind of calamity?"
"I can feel from your bones that you're chasing someone, and this person is covered in thorns. Not only will you not be able to catch him, but he'll also get caught in your trap. It's a very ominous situation."
Fang Shu'an's head throbbed: He thought to himself, "Don't play dumb with me, you might be in cahoots with Wang Shun. You're not pretending to be blind." Then he thought, "I'll stay calm and see what he says next." "The old man is right. Do you think we can catch this person?"
"There's hope. This person is far away yet right in front of us, not far at all. As long as you keep a close eye on him, you can find him."
"Alright, thank you for your kind words. But was it true that you scared me earlier by saying I was in great trouble?"
"I wasn't trying to scare you."
"Is there a solution?"
"There is a solution, but you'll have to spend some money."
Fang Shu'an chuckled inwardly: Here it comes. "How do you think I'll have to spend money?"
"Easy. There are private rooms inside. Let's switch seats. You prepare a sumptuous feast and treat me to a meal. This problem will be solved. Not only will it be solved, but you'll also be able to catch the person you're looking for."
"Really? Heh heh, I say, old man, we bandits don't need to use dog paddling to cross the river. Do you know who I am? Do you know what I do for a living?"
"I know, I know. I can tell from your hand. You're the third of the Three Ghosts of Jiangxia, named Fang Shu'an, right?"
Fang Shu'an's heart skipped a beat: Oh no, you old thief! How did he know it was me? Thinking of this, he glared at him: "Keep your voice down, don't make a fuss."
"I'm not yelling. Besides, I know who you're chasing. The man you're chasing is called Purple-Faced Vajra Wang Shun, and he's from Dieyun Peak, right?"
"Yes, that's right. And who are you, sir?"
"Don't ask, it's useless. I'm just a fortune teller. This is what I can tell by feeling his bones, nothing else. Could you spare a little money to treat me to something to eat? If you can treat me to something, I might even help you with something. Don't think I'm blind, I can catch him if I feel his bones for you."
"Really?"
"Of course! But then again, if you don't want to spend money, I'll shout and yell right now, and Wang Shun will get scared and run away. You won't be able to find him then."
"Hey, no, don't do that."
Fang Shu'an thought: This person must have a background, I have to find out. At this time, more and more customers came, and if the voice was raised even slightly, others could hear it. Fang Shu'an thought: "A private room is fine. It's more convenient to talk there. I can't let this old man go." "
Waiter, come here!" "What else would you like, sir?"
"No, change everything. Is there room in the private room?"
"They're all empty."
"Alright, we'll reserve room number one!"
Saying this, he stood up to help the blind man, who picked up the gong and followed him into private room number one. The waiter wiped the table and invited them to sit down, secretly chuckling: These two are really interesting. They seem like newly acquainted friends. They've already eaten so much and still want to eat more. They must be wealthy. "What do you two mean..." "A top-class banquet."
"Top-class?... Fifteen taels of silver, you see..."
"Nonsense! If I give you the silver, you can afford it."
"Just the two of you, are there any other guests?" "
Just the two of us."
"Coming right up!"
Before long, the dishes were served one after another, and the curtain was hung up, indicating that the room had been reserved. Fang Shu'an filled a cup of wine for the blind old man: "Old man, please tell me your name. Where in the immortal land are you? Who are you?"
"Haha, Fang Shu'an, I already told you, what's the use of asking? I'm just a blind old man begging from village to village. I think you should just leave me alone."
"Old man, it's not convenient to talk outside, but it's convenient here. Can you tell me who you are?"
"Telling you won't help. Aren't you chasing that guy surnamed Wang? Look outside now and see who's coming!"
"Hmm—"
Fang Shu'an thought: How can a blind man know who's coming? He gently lifted the curtain: My God! Looking outside, he saw the purple-faced Vajra Wang Shun just entering the restaurant. He looked so disheveled. His hat and clothes were covered in dust and straw, his face was covered in a layer of ash, his white eyebrows had turned gray, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was carrying a knife on his back. As soon as he entered the restaurant, he put his hands behind his back and began to read people's faces one by one. It seemed he was afraid of running into acquaintances. He glanced at this table, then that table, looking at everyone eating inside, before finally letting out a sigh of relief and pulling up a chair to sit down. Fang Shu'an watched this unfold: "My goodness! He really came."
The blind old man lowered his voice and asked, "Fang Shu'an, is my divination accurate? Is that the person you're looking for outside?"
"Absolutely."
"Don't rush, keep him calm. Once he starts eating, you can go to the outer room and block the door, and you'll catch him!"
"Right... ah?"
Fang Shu'an thought: Catch him? Even ten Fang Shu'ans couldn't do it, but unfortunately, there's only one of me! Hmm, he thought again: This blind old man might be a martial arts master; I should ask him for help. Thinking this, he leaned forward: "Old man, don't play along. I, surnamed Fang, have been wandering the martial world for years, and I'm not stupid. I can tell a
person from a mile away." "Really? Then take a look at me."
"You're not just a swordsman, you're a chivalrous knight-errant. Old man, you can't just ignore this. If you can help me capture Wang Shun, you'll have done a great service!"

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