Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 248 - 150 Flower Fairy

Chapter 248: Chapter 150 Flower Fairy

"Stop crying over spilt milk, that’s my blood!"

Jiang Shouzhong shouted irritably and struggled to sit up, lightly patting his slightly groggy head as he looked around.

A faint fragrance filled the air, and the lighting was dim and unclear, with only a few wisps of sunlight managing to seep in through unknown cracks, barely illuminating what seemed to be a cave-like place.

Yet, within the dark cave, peony flowers grew eerily.

These peonies appeared and disappeared in the shadows, like a group of silently watching ghosts, which made the scene particularly sinister.

What kind of dump was this?

Jiang Shouzhong was baffled.

Yelü Miaomiao, who’d been yelled at, sat dazed, and it took her a long while to realize her mistake upon seeing the nosebleed Jiang Shouzhong was sporting.

A flushed color quietly spread from behind the girl’s ears, dyeing her neck like the dawn sky, her blush so intense it seemed to penetrate her disguise, making it easy to imagine how deeply flushed her usually charming face must be.

"Then why... why are you bleeding from the nose?"

Yelü Miaomiao tried to regain some dignity with small talk.

Jiang Shouzhong retorted speechlessly, "You sat on my face. How could I not get hurt? How about I sit on you and see?"

"You..."

Yelü Miaomiao puffed up her face, angrily staring at the man.

Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t be bothered with her and started looking for an exit.

Only upon a closer look did he notice that the peonies here were larger than usual, vibrant in color, red like blazing fire, white as the moon, with long roots hanging down, intertwining with the surrounding stalagmites.

While the man turned his back, Yelü Miaomiao hurriedly wiped the base of her skirt, looking at the blood on it, the girl felt the urge to cry without tears, secretly regretting leaving the inn.

"What’s the deal with that tacky bell of yours?"

Jiang Shouzhong suddenly remembered a previous incident and looked towards the bell tied around the slender ankle of the girl.

He remembered that it used to not make a sound when she moved.

Yelü Miaomiao clutched her little bell defensively, glaring at the man, "What are you going to do?"

Seeing the girl’s reaction, Jiang Shouzhong said irritably, "As if I have nothing better to do than worry about your tacky bell. If it hadn’t been for your bell emitting that strange gold light, I wouldn’t have fainted."

"It lit up? The bell lit up?"

Yelü Miaomiao was startled.

The girl thought for a moment and said, "This bell can generally ward off demon energy, defend against enemies, or sense the presence of demon spirits, emitting light in response. But it also requires the power of a certain magic charm. I guess my magic charm’s power must have recovered a bit."

"Demon spirits?"

Jiang Shouzhong raised an eyebrow, apparently familiar with the matter.

Some treasured materials, when nourished by demon energy over the years, can develop consciousness. These include things like ginseng, snow lotus, spiritual fruits, or even flowers, trees, and the like.

The most typical example was the Flower Fairy.

It was said when transformed into human form, they were merely the size of a palm and still had a pair of wings.

"Jiang Mo, what is this place?"

Yelü Miaomiao looked around curiously at the sinister peonies inside the cave.

"How would I know?"

Thinking that Er Liang and the others were still at the inn, Jiang Shouzhong grew increasingly anxious. He no longer wasted time chatting frivolously with the other person and continued to search for an exit, carefully inspecting every corner and every crack.

Yelü Miaomiao pouted her lips and stood up.

Soon, under a peony flower, Jiang Shouzhong found a raised object and gently pressed it.

With a thunderous sound, a long, deep corridor appeared in front of the two. The walls of the corridor were smooth, apparently finely crafted, different from the natural cave they had seen before, and one could not see its end at a glance.

Jiang Shouzhong was about to step forward to inspect it when the previously tranquil peonies in the cave suddenly underwent a strange transformation.

The stems of the flowers began to slowly twist, moving silently like tentacles dancing among the stone walls. The petals then scattered, revealing sharp, sword-like fangs glittering with cold light, silently protruding from the stamens toward them.

Yelü Miaomiao shrank back in fright.

Jiang Shouzhong drew his sword and chopped off the attacking flower stems. The cut peony flowers immediately wilted, vanishing in a flash, turning into a pile of black ash.

However, more sinister peonies seemed to continuously sprout from the ground, wildly attacking Jiang Shouzhong and her.

"Into the corridor!"

Jiang Shouzhong’s face was grim as he cleaved through the mutated peonies blocking the entrance of the corridor, shoving Yelü Miaomiao inside.

The girl knew she was a burden at this moment, and ran forward with all her might.

Following Yelü Miaomiao’s figure, Jiang Shouzhong, nimble as a dragon, dashed into the corridor, light-footed and swift, while those beast-like mutated peonies seemed to lose track of their prey in the enclosed space, halting their attack.

But before Jiang Shouzhong could catch his breath, he noticed the stone walls on both sides behaving strangely, silently squeezing towards the center.

Sharp spikes also emerged from above.

The walls, moving like living beings, seemed to crush all intruders right there.

Jiang Shouzhong’s face drastically changed, and he yelled, "Run!"

The narrow, trap-laden corridor was not suited for running like the wind; he just urged the girl on.

Yelü Miaomiao’s face turned pale, no longer caring about the slippery embroidered shoes under her feet, running barefoot on the cold, wet floor, each step filled with the determination to survive.

The sound of the moving stone walls was growing more urgent, almost grazing Jiang Shouzhong’s shoulder.

He could only move forward sideways.

Finally, a light appeared ahead.

Seeing Yelü Miaomiao’s faltering steps, Jiang Shouzhong gritted his teeth, forcefully sprung off the ground with the tip of his toes, enduring the pain of being stabbed in the back, attempting to throw the girl out, but finding it too risky. Thus, he took a deep breath and, in an almost flight-like posture close to the ground, flew over Yelü Miaomiao’s head, reaching the entrance of the cave ahead.

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