I am the only fairy in the world

Chapter 16 16. Can't be provoked, can't you hide?
Su Mu looked around and saw those people in the rivers and lakes, his heart moved, this time he was going to tell a martial arts story.

Cleared his throat.

He opened the mouth and said: "The eight divisions of heaven and dragon, the Buddhist scriptures spoken out, are all non-human. The sky is a god, and the dragon is a dragon god. The eight divisions are one day, two dragons, three yakshas, ​​four davas, five asuras, and six garudas." Luo, Qikinnara, Bamahuraka..."

Inside and outside the hall, many diners heard the voice and looked over one after another.

However, unlike in the "Laifu Inn" before, most of the diners were ordinary people, who were frightened by Su Mu's Taoist status and dared not speak out. The people in the rivers and lakes here are not so polite.

Those who sit outside dare not lose their temper.

In the hall, except for two or three people who had heard the story in the 'Laifu Inn' before, most of the others frowned.

However, he didn't say anything for a while.

only:

A short and ugly man, looking at Su Mu's handsome face, suddenly had an unknown fire in his heart: "Little Taoist, what kind of Buddha are you talking about? In my opinion, it's a pity that you don't go to Goulan to sell your ass with your appearance." ……Hahaha!"

He said, laughing.

The air suddenly fell silent.

No matter inside or outside the lobby, all the diners looked over with great interest, showing expressions of watching the show.

Su Mu is still not doing well.

Snapped!
Han Shi suddenly turned against the case, and cursed back tit for tat: "If you have something that was born by your mother and not raised by your father, no one will teach you how to speak? You have a mouth for nothing, and you can only spray dung all over the house? Come, come, I will replace you, son. Give you a scratch to wake you up!"

talking.

He rolled up his sleeves.

In this era, it is not a joke that the master humiliates his ministers to death.

As for the swearing and swearing before, it was nothing. Han Shi came from the village below, and he had seen many swearing battles since he was a child. He was not a pure white lotus.

"you wanna die!"

The short and ugly man was so angry that his face was flushed red, and he drew his sword out of its sheath with a 'click', and the bright light flashed, dazzling people's eyes.

Sword!

Absolutely great sword!

In the lobby, the pupils of many people from the rivers and lakes suddenly shrank.

The shop clerk was a coward, and was frightened and froze in place.

At this time, the innkeeper just came out from the inner hall. Seeing this scene, he was about to come up to persuade him, but he was already a step late.

And the other side.

Han Shi looked at the short and ugly man who drew his sword and raised his eyebrows.

Li Si clenched the brush in his hand.

at this time--

Su Mu sensed the distance, within ten meters of the straight line, he waved his sleeves.

A golden light flashed.

Boom!

Two large stones one meter square fell down.

One hit the bench, tripping the short, ugly man; the other hit the table, and immediately the cups and plates were messed up, and the soup and water were broken, splashing the short, ugly man all over his head and face.

There was only one surprise.

Whoosh!
The short and ugly man's sword flew out of his hand, and struck straight at Su Mu.

With a wave of Su Mu's sleeve, his white hand collided with the sword.

On the surface of the back of his hand, a wave-like pattern emerged, directly facing the tip of the sword, and sent it flying.

click!
The sword pierced obliquely into the ground, trembling continuously.

In an instant.

Inside and outside the entire inn, there is only this sound, other than that, even breathing is inaudible.

God, what did they see?
'Golden light with your hands, and a boulder is conjured out of thin air', 'slapping the blade of a sword with your hands, and you're unscathed'?
Are you sure it's not a trick?

Are they crazy, or is the world crazy?

In the shed outside.

An old man was holding rice between his mouth and putting it in his mouth. Seeing this scene, his mouth was still open, and the rice fell straight away.

Like a toad struck by lightning.

He wasn't the only one, and everyone in the shed outside who witnessed this scene was like this.

in the lobby.

The shopkeeper stood where he was, his eyes straightened;
Ordinary guests from well-to-do families, even if they don't believe in ghosts and gods, swallowed at this moment, only feeling extremely thirsty;

Many people in the rivers and lakes looked at the figure in white clothes like snow, and for some reason, their legs became weak for a while;
Those who have heard the book at the "Laifu Inn" before, thinking of "Painted Skin", can't help but have the same thoughts as Li Si in their minds: "The Taoist priest in the story is not the one in front of me, right?"

Li Si clenched the brush tightly, feeling excited: "The Taoist priest is indeed a master!"

Only Han Shi was not too surprised.

——Isn’t this a matter of course?

My son is a half-immortal!
If it was said that most of the others were shocked, the short and ugly man was horrified.

In the golden light, two boulders appeared out of thin air; also: the scene of Su Mu's hand rippling and flying the sword with his bare hands was deeply engraved in his mind.

Even the scalding hot food that covered his head and face couldn't extinguish the deep chill in the short ugly man's heart.

His whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

in particular……

"If you were not in the city, you would already be dead."

Su Mu glanced at him and spoke indifferently.

No one doubts this.

If the boulder had fallen from a different location, such as the top of the short and ugly man's head, now it must have a different result.

The audience was so quiet that people subconsciously held their breath.

Under this invisible pressure.

"Immortal Elder,"

Cold sweat dripped from the vest of the short and ugly man, and finally knelt down with a 'plop', begging for mercy like a dog: "I was wrong, it's a villain's eyesight, please don't remember the villain's fault..."

boom! boom! boom!
He said, kowtow like pounding garlic.

——It’s not that the short, ugly, big man is cowardly, it’s really: Anyone who messes around in this arena, who doesn’t know the current affairs, has already died!

"This is a place to eat, and it's not suitable to see blood, just like what my entourage said: You... slap your mouth!"

Su Mu said lightly.

This statement came out.

Inside and outside the lobby, other diners all looked over and looked at Han Shi with envy.

As the saying goes: one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.

This is true for chickens and dogs, let alone the followers around the expert?

Sensing the gazes of the crowd, Han Shi held his head high, and couldn't help feeling a little proud in his heart: "Master, you are so kind to me!"

[Han Shi has a 'grateful' emotion towards you, the target's mood swings are too large, the free mental power is dissipated, and 1 energy is absorbed...]

"This kid, he started to attack himself again."

Su Mu glanced at Han Shi, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Let's talk about a short and ugly guy.

"Hey! Slap your mouth, I'll slap your mouth right now!"

Hearing Su Mu's words, he was relieved.

I thought that today I would have a short leg, a broken arm, or even a finger, but I didn't expect that the punishment would be much lighter than expected.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The short and ugly man slapped himself on the mouth, one after another, slapping him extremely hard, and after only a few slaps, the corners of his mouth began to bleed, and both sides of his face also swelled up.

It's been half a cup of tea time.

Only then did Su Mu say: "Okay, you can go, leave Xining City, from now on, don't let me see you again."

"Yes!"

The short and ugly man knelt down, kowtowed again, then got up, and left quickly, even ignoring the sword.

Inside and outside the lobby, all the diners felt a little chill in their hearts when they saw the figure of the 'short ugly man' leaving in embarrassment.

——It's a bit exaggerated to say "the rabbit dies and the fox is sad", but the fear is true.

then.

Outside, there were already some diners who put down their meal money on the table and left one after another.

After all, if you can't afford to mess with it, can you still afford to hide it?

……

(End of this chapter)