Chapter 359: Qui-Gon Stays!

Chapter 359: Qui-Gon Stays!

Chapter 359: Qui-Gon Stays! (Writing hurt, work injury)

Chengde Hall, back garden.

The sound of footsteps came.

"Oh, how can I explain this to Manager Yang..."

"The leader likes new things and dislikes old things. It's not something we can decide~"

“But it changed too quickly.”

At the corner of the corridor, two concubines of the leader appeared slowly. They had pretty faces and charming figures. They were whispering with resentful looks on their faces. They did not even notice the purple-robed man walking towards them. They only stopped when he came close and almost bumped into them.

"Grand Steward."

"Grand Steward, please forgive me!"

The two women immediately knelt down and apologized, obviously they were very afraid of Yang Lianting.

"You are so flustered! You are the personal maids who take care of the master's bedroom. Is this how you usually work? Also, what did I tell you before? Show your real skills and satisfy the master's every need. Why did you sneak out before noon instead of serving him on the bed?"

"Reporting to the chief steward, I did not...I did not sneak out."

Yang Lianting frowned and asked, "What is that?"

Both of them had tears in their eyes and looked very pitiful.

"The leader has already abandoned us sisters..."

"Yes, for more than half a month, the leader has not visited me and my sister."

"waste!"

Yang Lianting raised his boots and kicked each of the sisters in the heart, making a dull "puff puff" sound. They endured the pain, tears falling like beads from a broken string, but they dared not cry out.

He was so disappointed that he cursed angrily, "You two idiots! I sent you to study at Qianhonglou for nothing."

"Great...Great Steward, please spare my life!"

Yang Lianting asked coldly: "Where is the leader now?"

"I heard... that they were drinking at Xiaoyao Pavilion."

"Still heard? Well, if you can't serve the leader, then don't stay in Chengde Hall. Leave Blackwood Cliff immediately and find Feifeng Hall to register. Start as an ordinary member of the church and make contributions to the Divine Church."

"General Manager, we don't know martial arts!"

"If you don't know martial arts, you can learn it. If others can do it, why can't you?"

"We would rather stay in Chengde Hall and be maids to sweep the floor. Please show some mercy, Chief Steward."

The two men rushed forward, one on the left and one on the right, and wrapped their arms around Yang Lianting's thighs, hanging themselves on them and shaking them gently. The two pythons transformed into human forms looked at the hammer in the valley, drooling.

It seems that I have learned some real skills in Qianhonglou.

"General Manager, please have mercy. We sisters can be of use to the General Manager."

"Yes, as the saying goes, a husband and wife are bound by love during the day, and a husband and wife during the day are as deep as the sea. Before serving the leader, we also served the chief steward. Don't you have any sympathy for us?"

Yang Lianting is eight feet tall, with a sturdy back and beautiful beard under his chin, and is extremely masculine. He holds a high position in the sect, but is only twenty-four or twenty-five years old, full of vigor and vitality, at an age when even tigers and wolves would feel weak in the knees. After this excitement, it is inevitable that he would be moved.

"Come to my room at night. If you don't know martial arts, I will teach you myself!"

The two women showed joy on their faces. Who would want to engage in fighting and killing when they can entertain people with their beauty?

"Thank you, great...General Manager."

"The chief steward will now... let the young steward teach my sister carefully first..."

Yang Lianting laughed and said, "Stop being so naughty, get lost, I still have to go see the leader!"

Yang Lianting strode forward, feeling very happy. However, what made him happy was not the two bitches that he was tired of playing with, but the power of life and death. Power is like fine wine. No one can stop drinking easily unless they have never tasted it.

At the end of the corridor, there is a large garden.

The Xiaoyao Pavilion in the middle is called a pavilion. It is sixty or seventy meters long, magnificent and majestic, with curtains on all four sides. Sixteen women are led by a young guard, standing in two rows, posing in front of the pavilion, competing with each other for beauty, which complements the flowers in the garden.

"Master, the person has been brought here."

The young guard bowed and quietly looked towards the pavilion through the beaded curtain.

At this time, the pavilion was very quiet.

There were many curtains, and one could see outside through the pearl curtains from inside, but he could only see a blurry figure sitting alone in the pavilion, drinking by himself. There was something strange about the figure, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Master, the person has been brought here."

The leader spends every day in the Xiaoyao Pavilion, living a life of drunkenness and dreams, accompanied by dozens or even hundreds of musicians and beautiful maids, and he cannot be without someone by his side for a moment.

During this period of time, he drove away the beautiful maids who served him, as if he was imprisoned in a pavilion. Today he wanted to call someone in to accompany him for drinking, but he changed several groups of women and couldn't find one he liked.

"cough!"

There was a light cough from the pavilion, and it seemed that no one had spoken for a long time.

The young guard was slightly stunned. The voice didn't seem right, but he didn't take it seriously and just thought he had heard it wrong.

He asked again, "Master, which one do you like? I'll let her in to keep you company."

"Let me introduce myself first."

The young guard was now certain that he had heard correctly.

It seemed that the Eastern Patriarch had caught a cold. His voice was shrill and his intonation was odd. However, how could the best martial arts master in the martial arts world catch a cold? Most likely... his throat was damaged by drinking.

"The leader has ordered that you introduce yourselves, starting from the left."

The Eastern Sect Leader drove away the old people around him and did not want the women on the Black Wood Cliff. These sixteen girls were sent to Chengde Hall by the smart Shangguan Hall Master, and the young guards were able to complete their mission.

"Master, this servant Chunhua is good at playing the piano."

This hand fiber.

"Master, this servant Xia He loves playing the flute the most."

This one has fair skin.

"Master, this servant Qiu Shang is good at singing and dancing."

This waist is thin.

"Master, this servant Dongxue is well versed in the Four Books and Five Classics."

She has a dignified temperament, like a lady from an official family.

…………

"Master, I am Mu Minmin, the incense master of the White Tiger Hall."

Fourteen of them passed by, but the Eastern Patriarch was unmoved, especially the four sisters in the first row, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter. They were good-looking and had good temperament. The young guard secretly glanced at them several times and swallowed his saliva. Why was the Eastern Patriarch not moved? Could it be that the curtains were too thick and the bead curtains were too dense, so he couldn't see clearly?

This Eastern leader named Mu Minmin finally responded.

"Mu Minmin?"

The young guard glanced at it and immediately understood, thinking: "So Dongfang Sect Leader likes this kind of thing. That's right, which man in the world doesn't like it?"

"Why is the incense master of the White Tiger Hall here?"

Mu Minmin's appearance was not outstanding, but because she looked down, she couldn't see her shoes.

"I am here at Blackwood Cliff to serve the leader on his daily life, following the order of the Shangguan Hall Master. The leader is responsible for the safety of the world. If I can be favored by the leader, I will be very lucky. My ancestors will be filled with joy..."

She spoke humbly and bent her waist slightly, which immediately caused waves of emotion. The women around her all looked at her sideways, greatly shocked.

"next."

Dongfang Sect Leader said coldly, obviously having no intention of keeping her.

Mu Minmin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her nose with her eyes, and her heart with her nose, trying hard to suppress some sadness.

"All of you please leave."

The young guard was secretly surprised, among the sixteen beauties, although none of them were stunning beauties, they also encompassed all the charm that an ordinary man could imagine. If it were him, he would have wanted them all, but the leader didn't like any of them at all. He was worthy of being the leader of the East, with great martial arts skills and high standards!

"and many more!"

The sound came from the pavilion again.

"What's your name? Why don't you tell me your name?"

The young guard glanced sideways. He had carefully examined all sixteen girls for the leader, and had introduced themselves to them all. Could there be someone missing? This shouldn't be the case? Or did the leader take a fancy to someone and forget the name?
The girls looked left and right, wondering who the lucky one was.

"I'm asking you a question, the one on the far right!"

The sixteen girls all looked over and saw that the only person standing alone on the right was the young guard.

"Master, are you asking for my name?"

"Hmph, do you want me to ask you a third time?"

"Reporting to the Master, I am Qui-Gon, a guard at Chengde Palace."

"So what are you good at?"

"I... I only know how to wield a spear and a stick, and I don't have any other talents."

There was a long silence inside and outside the pavilion. "Qui-Gon stays, everyone else leaves!"

Qui-Gon was a little confused.

He looked at the beautiful girl, who would glare at him every time she passed by him, with resentment and confusion in her eyes, as if he had snatched the leader's favor. He just wanted to laugh, it was too ridiculous.

Everyone left.

"Turn around, I'll take a good look at you."

Qui-Gon was in his early twenties, tall and strong, with a dark complexion, and was a vigorous young man.

"Are you really good at...wielding a spear or a stick?"

"Reporting to the master, I learned the stick skills from my father, and the spear skills from Master Shi Jingyan in Huangxi County. I can't say I am good at it, but it's okay. If you can give me some guidance, I will be honored."

When discussing martial arts, most of Qui-Gon's doubts were relieved. It seemed that the Eastern Cult Master wanted to teach him stick fighting. This was a rare opportunity. If he could learn a few tricks, he would be able to establish himself in the martial arts world.

"Come in and pour me some wine."

"I obey my orders."

"Take off your boots."

"Take off…boots?"

Qui-Gon was secretly surprised, but he had to do as he was told and placed his boots neatly outside the pavilion.

Gently lift the beaded curtain and step in.

Behind the two layers of bead curtains, there was a layer of red gauze. Qui-Gon suddenly felt a chill coming.

"Master?"

He entered, and between two layers of red veil, there were two pairs of candles lit on each side. He reached out his hand and lifted the last layer of veil...

Dark clouds passed by, blocking the sun in the sky. The sky and the earth suddenly became cool. The mountain breeze blew, and the two bead curtains gently collided. The wind became stronger, and the two bead curtains became entangled with each other.

"Ok?"

Yang Lianting looked at the pair of men's boots outside the pavilion, and heard faint strange sounds coming from inside.

"What is he up to?"

Due to the busy teaching affairs and fierce struggle, he also hated this person and had not been to the back garden for some time.

There was no one around, so Yang Lianting simply lifted the bead curtain and broke in.

His eyes widened as he pushed aside the last layer of red gauze.

"you you…"

The person was wearing a pink dress, with her hair piled high. The fragrance of her makeup could be smelled from five or six steps away. She had her back to Yang Lianting and seemed to be sitting on the ground. The low table blocked her view, but she was still vaguely visible...

Yang Lianting shouted loudly: "What are you doing!"

The man slowly turned around, revealing that he had shaved his beard and had his face painted with rouge and powder. He looked neither male nor female, and his complexion was extremely bright and dazzling. He was also doing something that was disgusting and unspeakable.

"Manager Yang, you are here~"

In the dog days of summer, Yang Lianting was shivering: "You...how did you become like this?"

Even with makeup covering his features, he still had masculine appearance, and when he spoke in a shrill voice, he still had a duck voice. Anyone who saw this extremely weird scene would feel upset and want to vomit.

"Haha~ Am I not beautiful like this? Manager Yang, do you think I look good?"

Yang Lianting had not expected that the whereabouts of the real leader was unknown, and he had been working day and night in Chengde Palace, while this fake one secretly made a big one for him in the back garden.

Everyone knows that the Eastern Patriarch appears as a man, but he dresses up as a woman. Doesn't this weaken the authority of Chengde Hall and also affect Yang, the Grand Steward who depends on the Patriarch's power?
"Asshole! Which guard are you from? Get up and get out!"

Qui-Gon wanted to make a move, but was locked up tightly. He couldn't afford to offend both sides, so he suffered inhuman torture three times. If Butler Yang didn't come again, he would never be able to walk out of Xiaoyao Pavilion alive.

"Hey, you go first. I'll find you later...Pour some wine. This leader and Manager Yang have something to say in private."

Dongfang Bubai slowly stood up, straightened her dress, and cast a seductive glance at Yang Lianting.

“Walk slower!”

Qui-Gon hugged his clothes, his calves trembling, and left Xiaoyao Pavilion in a daze, filled with shame and anger.

"Please sit down, Lianting."

The person in the red skirt kneeled in front of the low table, arranging the wine utensils, raising her index finger with gentle movements, like a virtuous housewife.

Yang Lianting was extremely disgusted and frowned, "What did you call me?"

"I...I wanted to call you Brother Lian, but I was afraid you wouldn't respond."

The Eastern Patriarch stopped moving, his expression suddenly became shy, and he spoke softly.

Yang Lianting got goosebumps all over his body: "You are crazy, you are crazy, I think you are really crazy!"

"I am crazy! If I were not crazy, I would hate you. You treated me as a puppet, as her substitute, locked me in Chengde Palace, and served as the nominal leader of the East for ten years, while she could travel freely and freely, enjoying the scenery and respect."

"Just because I look about 50% similar to her when she's dressed as a man."

"Now that she's gone, I'm going to become her forever!"

"Brother Lian, can we be together?"

The woman in the red skirt took a bronze mirror and felt sorry for herself.

"To be honest, originally...originally I should hate you. You only care about her in your heart. You respect me in front of others, but treat me like a pig behind their backs! I even thought that one day, when I have mastered peerless martial arts, I will chop you into minced meat to relieve the hatred in my heart."

"But, but...after that..."

"I found myself, not only do I not hate you, but I also like you. I can't live without you."

The Eastern Sect Leader walked slowly over, knelt down beside Yang Lianting, and sniffed the man's aura.

Yang Lianting was furious and raised his hand to slap him loudly.

"You bitch!"

"Yes, I like you to treat me like this."

A line of blood flowed from the corner of Dongfang Bubai's mouth. He looked weird and terrifying. He stared at Yang Lianting with obsession and fanaticism in his eyes.

"Lian Ting, don't blame me. I am with others only to practice faster. When my magic power is perfected, I can protect you. We can live on this Black Wood Cliff, raise children, and live like an ordinary couple. No one can disturb us..."

"I kill you!"

Yang Lianting was close to emotional collapse. He raised his palm and used all his strength to strike at the fake Dongfang Bubai's crown.

In the past few years, Yang Lianting has taken countless elixirs and asked internal energy masters to comb his meridians and transfer his internal energy. Finally, he has improved his internal energy to the great perfection of the armor-breaking realm.

Such strength is simply not worth mentioning among the top leaders of the Divine Religion.

This fake leader's martial arts skills were originally inferior to his.

"Ok?"

The palm strike missed.

The Eastern Sect Leader, who was originally kneeling on the ground, disappeared in an instant. Yang Lianting almost doubted his eyes.

"Lian Ting, I'm here."

The voice came from behind.

Yang Lianting turned around and struck with his palm, and the red shadow moved to the left again.

"Lian Ting, I'm here. You only have eyes for her, why can't you see me?"

Yang Lianting looked around the red gauze tent like a trapped beast. The red shadow was moving very fast and it was difficult to see it.

"Magic, magic..."

"In her eyes, you and I are just like those people outside. We are ants, but we are of little use."

"What kind of magic did you cast?"

"Magic? Hahaha, my magic can reverse yin and yang, turning women into men and men into women. She is unworthy of being the best in the world, but she can't see through the appearance of men and women. She wants to resist the magic even if it means giving up her own cultivation. She travels around the world, thinking that she can find a vague way to break it. It's ridiculous!"

Yang Lianting's eyes widened: "Sunflower Manual? How do you have the magic skill to suppress the sect?"

"Then I have to thank Mr. Ren back then. He might have anticipated his own fate. In addition to giving it to Dongfang Bubai, he also left a copy of the Sunflower Manual, which was hidden on the Black Wood Cliff and was discovered by me by accident..."

"Lian Ting, she can't come back."

"From now on, I am Dongfang Bubai, I am the leader of the Sun Moon Sect, I am her, and all of this is yours, and I am yours too, Lian Ting, please don't reject me, okay?"

"You'll never be her!"

Yang Lianting glanced at him coldly, lifted the red gauze curtain, and rushed out of Xiaoyao Pavilion.

He didn't want to stay in this place for even a second.

"Brother Lian, you will come back."

The woman in red dress walked out of Xiaoyao Pavilion, looked at the fleeing figure of the man in purple robe and smiled.

"The Sun Moon Sect is surrounded by tigers and leopards. You will find that I am the only one who can protect you!"

(End of this chapter)