Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 266 - 158 Departure

Chapter 266: Chapter 158 Departure

When Jiang Shouzhong switched his body back, intense pain flooded his entire body like a tide, as if countless sharp blades were ravaging every acupoint in his body. His meridians felt like fragile silk threads being brutally torn apart.

He could clearly hear the sound of his own bones breaking, incessantly cracking like popping beans.

"You! What! The! Hell! Did! You! Do!?"

Under the assault of pain, Jiang Shouzhong almost lost consciousness on the spot. Clenching his teeth tightly, he struggled to stay alert, glaring angrily at the white-haired Demon Venerable in the mirror, his mouth spattering blood.

They had agreed not to be rough and to treat his body well.

Yet it turned out to be even worse than last time!

At this moment, the Demon Venerable also became somewhat transparent. A clear indication of waning strength and a languid spirit replaced the once radiant and magnificent demeanor.

"I underestimated the Subduing Demon Heavenly Buddha Formation. It seems those fellows really went to great lengths to suppress me back in the day."

The Demon Venerable’s voice was weak, with a hint of relief, "Luckily the Bodhi seed wasn’t there, otherwise I would have really been done for this time."

While looking at the agonized expression on Jiang Shouzhong’s face, the Demon Venerable apologetically said:

"Sorry, little brother Jiang, although it’s because your cultivation is too low and your physique too weak, not robust enough, which caused me great suffering, I won’t blame you. After all, we are companions in adversity."

Damn it, so it’s my fault now?

"You... mother..."

Jiang Shouzhong wanted to curse, but he was in too much pain to speak.

He even had the illusion that he was already at the gate of Yama’s Palace, registering his arrival. His limbs and body seemed to no longer exist, leaving only pain that continued to erode his nerves.

"I’ve placed the white Manjushage on Er Liang. Whether she can seize this opportunity depends on her fate.

As for Mengniang, I’ve practically delivered her to your bed. Snakes are innately licentious. Once this woman truly engages in the act between men and women, she will get rather wild. Remember to nourish your body later on..."

The Demon Venerable’s voice grew fainter and her eyelids began to droop as her whole body showed extreme weakness, "Also, take this bowl for now. After you learn some divine abilities later, you can..."

The voice of the Demon Venerable faded into a whisper, eventually falling into a deep slumber.

Her silver-white hair, which had been coiled around her delicate body, loosened strand by strand, falling weakly from her smooth, jade-like skin, suddenly revealing a temptingly voluptuous figure...

However, Jiang Shouzhong, engulfed in pain, not only failed to catch what she was saying, but his consciousness also began to blur.

Just before he passed out, he saw the Water Moon Dream Mirror and the Demon Venerable disappearing.

"So the Demon Venerable also has no fur."

Jiang Shouzhong thought to himself.

—

When Jiang Shouzhong woke up, he found himself in a house.

Er Liang was sobbing at the bedside, her eyes red.

Zhang Que’er, Yelü Miaomiao, and Mengniang were also standing by.

Yelü Miaomiao, who first noticed Jiang Shouzhong opening his eyes, flashed a look of joy and was about to speak, but then hesitated, gently nudging Er Liang’s shoulder, "Your master is awake."

Er Liang suddenly snapped back to reality, seeing Jiang Shouzhong looking at them, she became overwhelmed with excitement, tears welling up in her eyes, choking out, "Master... you’re finally awake."

Jiang Shouzhong lifted his arm, the pain still present.

Fortunately, compared to the hellish pain he had experienced earlier, his condition was much better now, and most of his meridians and acupoints had healed.

"Where am I?" Jiang Shouzhong asked.

Mengniang softly replied, "In a nearby inn. Because of the earlier events, Muling County is currently in chaos, and many people affected have been arranged by the official in other inns that weren’t damaged."

For some reason, Jiang Shouzhong felt Mengniang was looking at him strangely, quickly averting her gaze whenever their eyes met.

Jiang Shouzhong didn’t dwell on it and, with effort, sat up and asked, "Has the county been unsealed?"

"It has. Many people have left, including some of the local residents," Mengniang said.

Jiang Shouzhong nodded.

Given the scale of the disturbance, which had far exceeded the official’s expectations, it would likely take Muling County a long time to recover its vitality and vigor.

"By the way, this bowl has been with you all along."

Mengniang seemed to recall something and handed a glaze-shiny porcelain bowl to Jiang Shouzhong.

A bowl?

Jiang Shouzhong was taken aback and took the porcelain bowl.

He faintly remembered the Demon Venerable mentioning the bowl, but he hadn’t heard clearly what had been said at the time.

Seeing Jiang Shouzhong’s confusion, Mengniang said:

"I’ve studied it a bit; it’s a magical artifact, but I don’t know exactly how to use it. I also dared not touch it for long, as this bowl does great harm to demons."

A magical artifact?

Jiang Shouzhong caressed the bowl, deep in thought.

It seemed he would have to wait until the Demon Venerable appeared again to ask properly.

...

After hastily eating some light and easy-to-digest food to quell his hunger, and feeling that he still could not walk, Jiang Shouzhong had no choice but to continue resting in bed.

Ever since they found Jiang Shouzhong, Er Liang had been diligently attending to him and had never been negligent or slack for a moment. Now that her master had finally woken up, the girl’s tense heartstrings relaxed, followed by an overwhelming sense of fatigue and weariness.

After much persuasion from Jiang Shouzhong, she agreed to leave temporarily and rest in the next room.

Just as exhausted in both body and mind, Yelü Miaomiao also went there together.

After Mengniang simply adjusted Jiang Shouzhong’s body, she, as usual, activated her stealth behavior and disappeared without a trace.

In the room, only Zhang Que’er remained.

"Speaking of which, where you alright before, did you get hurt?" Jiang Shouzhong asked the silent girl with concern.

Different from her usual dark and somber decorations, the girl was wearing a rather bright dress at this time.

The top was a cloud-shoulder style blouse, with cuffs edged in emerald green. The hem was a vibrant whirl skirt with a deep blue base, scattered with specks of silver light.

The skirt swayed gently with her movements, appropriately revealing a pair of slender calves.

Accustomed to her previous deep and competent appearance, Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but feel a sense of surprise and admiration at the girl’s playful yet pure and beautiful demeanor.

So young and already so beautiful, what would she be like in a few more years?

Zhang Que’er shook her head, her fair cheeks spreading with a smile, "I’m fine, Sister Mengniang saved me."

Her almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed as she smiled mysteriously, "But I happened to see that Long Yuanyuan, the scene was quite funny. It’s a pity though, I didn’t get to kill her."

"When you get to Yucheng, try to avoid fighting and killing as much as possible."

Jiang Shouzhong patiently advised, "Although your parents regret not teaching you and your sister the cultivation techniques earlier, deep down, they still hope you live an ordinary life and have peaceful days."

"I’m already trying very hard, okay?"

Zhang Que’er lazily lay on the table, her face resting on her arm, and the light streaming through the window sprinkled on the girl’s skin, casting a soft glow.

Looking at Jiang Shouzhong on the bed, Zhang Que’er’s eyelids drooped slightly as she spoke with a smile, "Jiang Mo, I know you are sincerely good to me, but I also know that you truly don’t like me. A girl who is always fighting and killing, often torturing, is very annoying, isn’t it?"

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head, "It’s not for that reason, I..."

"We are going to part ways soon..." The girl interrupted him, dipping her slender fingers in tea water and began to draw and write on the table, "Don’t you have any gifts for me?"

Zhang Que’er was still lying sideways, like a languid little cat.

She looked at Jiang Shouzhong, her eyes brimming like dewdrops in the morning, crystal clear.

Jiang Shouzhong was caught off guard by the question.

After thinking for a while, feeling like he had no gifts to offer, he simply took a piece of paper, folded it into an origami crane, and handed it to the girl, "Like it or not, this is all I can give."

Zhang Que’er picked up the origami crane and looked at it carefully, then gently placed it on her palm with a smile as beautiful as blooming flowers, "It’s beautiful. Can it fly?"

The girl blew gently into her palm.

The origami crane fell to the ground.

Zhang Que’er was inexplicably lost in thought for a moment before she carefully picked up the origami crane and gently tugged at its paper wings, murmuring, "Just like me, it can’t fly anymore."

...

After resting in bed for half a day, and when the pain in his body was not as intense, Jiang Shouzhong got out of bed, ready to start the journey.

Having been delayed in Muling County for too long, they had to hurry on their way.

Having packed up, the group left the inn, and by sheer coincidence, came across Long Yuanyuan.

Jiang Shouzhong did not know what Long Yuanyuan had gone through, and Zhang Que’er did not say, but compared to the arrogant and haughty young miss from before, the current one had a haggard expression, looking like a soulless puppet.

But Jiang Shouzhong’s gaze turned to the group of people opposite Long Yuanyuan.

Leading them was a squarely-featured middle-aged man with slightly graying temples, a wide and thick leather belt around his waist, from which hung a sharp dagger and a sleek short sword, both exuding an extraordinary presence.

Considering the slight resemblance to Long Yuanyuan, it wasn’t hard to guess he was the owner of the Longwu Escort Agency—Long Yuanyuan’s father, Long Xixin.

Next to Long Xixin was another middle-aged man with a straight nose and a firm jawline, his facial contours clear and his skin darkened and roughened from years of exposure to wind and sun, his hands covered with calluses.

Apart from these two men, there was also a slick young man and other members and disciples of the escort agency.

Jiang Shouzhong was moved and approached, saluting Long Xixin with cupped fists, "May I ask, are you Mr. Long, the owner of the Longwu Escort Agency?"

As he was scolding his daughter, Long Xixin frowned, sizing up Jiang Shouzhong and admiring his good looks. He returned the salute with a smile, "Yes, I am. Who might you be, young man?"

"Que’er!?"

The middle-aged man beside Long Xixin caught a glimpse of Zhang Que’er unintentionally and exclaimed reflexively.

Upon seeing Zhang Que’er, Long Yuanyuan’s face changed dramatically, and she instinctively turned away, her delicate body trembling slightly.

She had been humiliated in a hellish manner before, and had been seen by her.

Now, what she feared most was seeing this girl.

"Uncle,"

Zhang Que’er approached obediently, greeting him with a sweet smile.

"So it really is you, Que’er!"

Kuang Tianguang’s face showed surprise as he stepped forward to look at his niece. Suddenly remembering the letter sent by his brother-in-law and the news he had gathered from the Capital, his heart turned sour.

This niece of his would be all alone from now on.

Kuang Tianguang said sadly, "Que’er, I’ve already heard about the matter in the Capital... I might not know all the details, but your father wrote me a letter, asking me to take care of you. Don’t worry, from now on you can stay at the Longwu Escort Agency, and you won’t need to worry about anything."

"Thank you, Uncle," Zhang Que’er nodded obediently.

She glanced at Long Yuanyuan subtly, and upon seeing her stealing glances, the girl smiled brightly.

Long Yuanyuan quickly turned away, her fists clenched subconsciously.

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