Chapter 05: The Ancient Temple in the Deep Mountains (II)

As the gleaming fine sword was about to pierce Shangguan Taotao's throat, the startled girl opened her mouth and expelled a mysterious fire talisman, which struck the sword tip with a "ding" sound, momentarily halting its momentum. The girl then hurriedly retreated several steps, floating in the air, and took this opportunity to raise a fiery red elemental shield.

Among this group of people, there was a young chubby man who did not smile. This individual appeared to be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old, dressed in luxurious attire, and sat in the corner, still seeming out of place. The chubby man tightly clutched a bundle in his hands, as if his lifeline were hidden within it, casting a wary gaze at Wang Xiaoliu.

Silence! The people in the temple seemed to be stunned by his insults. Perhaps they were pondering what "fuck" meant and what the term "dead shemale" referred to. Shangguan Taotao wore an expression of admiration, seemingly believing that this was the kind of aura a man should possess. Although he was dressed in an odd women's skirt, he appeared so pleasing to the eye, and with a whimsical thought, the girl seemed entranced.

Xiao Liuzi let out a cold snort, raised his head to look at the sky, and haughtily remarked: "The meaning is all about the same, it is merely a kind and beautiful greeting to the enemy". In his heart, he was actually contemplating which direction to escape, and whether to take along the troublemaking Shangguan Taotao and Tu Shu.

A cold voice echoed again in the temple, and a figure in white emerged from the dilapidated shrine, holding a sword. Upon seeing the feminine appearance of Xiao Liuzi, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, which could be considered a smile. This person was taller than Shangguan Taotao, with a slender build, eyes like cold stars, and a face resembling white jade. His skin was even more delicate than that of Xiao Liuzi, and with every gesture, there was an alluring grace reminiscent of a woman.

Shangguan Taotao shouted unhappily: "Why do we have to leave, why do we have to ask them? Hmph!" Thinking about seeking food, it was indeed a good choice. With a cold snort, she closed her mouth and said no more.

Upon seeing Xiaoliuzi's attire, the group of men burst into hearty laughter, with some laughing so hard that the roasted meat in their mouths was sprayed out. Luo Feng and Luo Yue did not laugh, and Shangguan Taotao, who was busy gnawing on a rabbit leg, had no time to laugh either

"Thirsty! Why so much nonsense? Just do as I say and let him in! Hmm, this 'thirsty' is just a casual remark, even more satisfying than some local sayings from my hometown." Although this person's voice was rough, the tone was quite standard for an aristocratic dialect. Despite the intentional disguise, it instantly revealed itself to Wang Xiaoliu.

Wang Xiaoliu did not want to let the misunderstanding escalate. Moreover, there were at least twenty or more of them, and the one skilled in swordsmanship was at least as tall as Shangguan Taotao. Angering the other party would not be beneficial, and besides, he was too hungry to fight. Thus, he cheerfully called out: "Brothers in the temple, since you do not welcome us, we shall take our leave. However, could you spare us some food? We are too hungry to move on."

Suddenly, the sound of alarm bells echoed within the dilapidated temple, and the traps set outside took effect, resulting in a continuous wailing from the enemies.

After exchanging names, Wang Xiaoliu learned that they were bodyguards from the Fengyue Escort Agency, tasked with protecting a plump man named Zhu Sihai and his valuables on their journey from Nanhai City to Sanxing City. According to the original plan, they were supposed to arrive in Longgu County tonight, where other members of the Fengyue Escort Agency would be waiting to assist them. However, due to several perilous peaks in the Longgu Mountain Range being struck by lightning, they were forced to take a detour, which delayed their progress, leading them to stop here.

"Elder Brother! You..." Luo Yue's cold expression unexpectedly took on a tone of coquetry. Although it was just a hint, it made Xiao Liuzi acutely aware, and he bizarrely thought, could this person actually have a preference for men? I need to be more cautious in the future. However, this person is of the "receiver" type, lacking any offensive tendencies, so I should be safe.

Oh? This kind of greeting is quite novel! However, I would prefer to take your head.

The slender sword hovering at the temple gate suddenly circled around Shangguan Taotao and lunged towards Wang Xiaoliu. The boy's starry eyes narrowed, and a withered leaf was casually sent flying, striking right between the fierce sword shadows. "Puff"—the withered leaf shattered, the sword shadows were disrupted, and the flying sword let out a mournful cry as it retreated back into the temple

Wang Xiaoliu lamented that she was learning quite quickly, but her mind was a bit dull; could she not hear that these were all insults? The owner of the slender sword had already locked onto Xiaoliu, and the two were about to engage in combat when suddenly a rough and hearty laugh echoed from within the dilapidated temple: "Hahaha! What my young brother said is quite interesting! Luo Yue, please invite him in; I would like to get to know this friend!"

"Is it you who has repelled my swordsmanship?"

"I am not afraid of you! If you have the guts, come out and challenge me one-on-one. Hiding inside and being sneaky is no skill at all!" Shangguan Taotao, feeling both hungry and tired, was using less than half of her usual magical power. At this moment, she was putting on a bit of a show, not wanting to appear weak in front of the boy.

What is even more novel is the image and the book. Should I extend warm greetings to all your female relatives? A dead transgender person?

Even a clay Buddha has its limits. Wang Xiaoliu was quite angered by this voice, and he changed his previously cheerful and pleading tone to a stern shout: "Fuck! You ungrateful dead freaks, what do you take me for? Do you think you can summon me at will? Sun, you old wood, I will stay here tonight for sure"

The cold voice could not be distinguished as male or female, and continued in that emotionless tone: "Go away! There is no extra food for you!"

Shangguan Taotao, puzzled, pouted her lips and exclaimed: "I'm thirsty! Xiaoliuzi, what exactly do you want to say? Why do you have to be so polite to his female relatives?"

"Oh? Samsung City?" Wang Xiaoliu said with a strange smile, taking a bite of the roasted meat, "Why are you all so nervous? Is the road not safe?"

A soft grunt escaped from within the temple, clearly indicating anger. The slender sword gleamed ominously in the air, conjuring several sword shadows that buzzed and circled at the temple entrance, the murderous intent suddenly surging. Wang Xiaoliu suddenly realized that although the previous sword strike had been fierce, it bore no intent to kill. Meanwhile, Shangguan Taotao's reckless fire talisman had inflicted only minor injuries on the opponent, which had provoked the murderous intent of the other party.

What does '发渴' mean? What does '人妖' mean? And what about '太阳你老木'?

"Even if you cannot come out, I can still kill you! This is your last chance; if you do not leave, you will die!" The voice carried a chilling intent, a presence only possessed by those who frequently emerge from bloodshed.

Xiao Liuzi nodded coolly, but in his heart, he was already contemplating how to escape

Wang Xiaoliu felt that today's dinner would not be simple, and as soon as Shangguan Taotao heard this, something happened. She rushed into the dilapidated temple like the wind, completely unguarded. The boy shook his head and pretended to be mature as he sighed: "Silly girl, when will you grow up!"

He slowly approached Xiao Liuzi, and with each step he took, the killing intent intensified, forcing Shangguan Taotao's small face to turn pale, retreating helplessly.

In the dilapidated temple, there were more than twenty burly men armed with weapons, each one robust and formidable. The man who had just invited Xiao Liuzai in was named Luo Feng. He appeared refined in his attire, yet sported a full beard. Despite it being late autumn, he was bare-chested, with a tuft of black hair on his chest. Xiao Liuzai secretly braced himself, and with a single glance, he discerned that the hair on Luo Feng's body was fake. Without this disguise, he should be a strikingly handsome man.