Chapter 53 - 53
Who wrote this ballad? What mountain was Chunshan referring to?
Qing Jing Peak?
Cang Qiong Mountain?
The Cang Qiong Mountain sect can wipe out your entire family, okay?!
Just why did the gossip spread everywhere, including the border territory, to the point that even the flowery love songs on the streets used them as material? It was as if he and Luo Binghe had been caught having sex in front of everyone in the entire world!
Zhuzhi-Lang burst out laughing. He turned around and said, "Is Master Shen ... very interested ... in this ballad?"
Shen Qingqiu looked at him coldly. Zhuzhi-Lang hastily adjusted his expression, but it was still hard for him to hold back. "It... it's best if my humble self withdraws for a moment..."
However, he was just about to stand up when his body suddenly stalled, and he stiffened on his stool.
Shen Qingqiu snuck a look at his expression before laughing a bit. He asked, "What? Does your body finally feel out of sorts?"
He stood up and shook out his clothes. The green snakes that were lounging in his lap fell onto the floor with a patter, tumbling around and revealing their yellow underbellies. The women in the hall started to shriek out of fear, and the woman playing the pipa immediately threw it down.
Zhuzhi-Lang placed a hand on his forehead and stood up using the support of the table, swaying. He stared at Shen Qingqiu and lifted his right hand, grabbing a handful of small snakes which slipped out of his sleeve, but they all just wound themselves around his fingers, no strength to attack whatsoever. Zhuzhi-Lang shook his head and said weakly, "...realgar."