novelhk Chapter 165 She always asks for 1
Chapter 165 She always asks for 1
Wen Chuyan was sitting under a tree bandaging his wounds. The wounds from the magical beast were too deep, and his face was a little pale.
This experience is very important, but with his current strength, can he really satisfy the sect leader?
His face darkened at the thought.
Wen Chuyan continued walking forward, and then he accidentally tripped.
He looked at the lush green branches on the ground and remained silent for a while...
He's been having a particularly bad day lately.
Sometimes the water in his water bag would suddenly run out. He had to fill it up several times a day. He was afraid of getting thirsty, so he would drink his fill at the pool first before filling it up, although the water would still mysteriously disappear.
Wen Chuyan carefully moved the large rock that had suddenly appeared to the side and said softly, "Please don't do this anymore, fellow Daoist. It will hurt other people."
Song Xianyin hung from the tree, staring blankly at the person on the ground.
Has Wen Chuyan gone mad? Who is he talking to?
Wen Chuyan lowered his head and thought for a while, then smashed the large rock to pieces, and finally left with peace of mind.
Song Xianyin leisurely took a bite of the fruit, then threw it directly at Wen Chuyan's head.
Wen Chuyan wasn't angry when he was hit. He looked up, scratched his head, and continued walking forward.
"This Wen Chuyan is indeed a pushover," Song Xianyin said, somewhat pleased.
With such a pushover-like male lead, wouldn't it be easy to snatch those treasures from him?
This time, Song Xianyin finally has a cheat code. Although it's not particularly useful, she's quite satisfied that the system gave her this invisibility skill.
Song Xianyin continued to follow Wen Chuyan. As they walked, a frail woman suddenly appeared by the riverbank, weeping. She looked heartbroken.
Wen Chuyan walked over with a worried expression: "Miss, what happened? Why are you crying so sadly?"
The woman covered her face with a silk scarf, her body trembling as she cried: "Young master, I am a cripple. My father abandoned me here because he thought I couldn't earn money."
Upon hearing this, Wen Chuyan's face turned extremely angry: "This is outrageous!"
He looked at her seriously: "Miss, how can I help you?"
The woman sobbed, "Young master, my father said that as long as I give him fifty taels, he will not send me away again."
Wen Chuyan sighed and took out fifty taels of silver from his pocket to give to her.
"Miss, please give this money to your father first."
The woman who was just disabled had vanished in a flash with the money, while Wen Chuyan was still in the act of giving her the silver.
Watching the woman move with incredible agility, Wen Chuyan exclaimed, "I never imagined that fifty taels could save a person."
He wiped away his tears; it was truly touching.
Song Xianyin watched this scene intently. If this was how you could make money, she wanted to do it too!
Wen Chuyan had only taken a few steps when he was startled by the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him.
The two stared at each other in silence.
Wen Chuyan felt a little embarrassed by her stare and scratched his head.
"Miss, is there anything I can help you with?"
Song Xianyin confidently stretched out her hand: "I want one too."
Wen Chuyan's heart tightened. Did this young lady also need money? But he only had fifty taels left.
He looked away from her somewhat guiltily. Could he not save the person?
Song Xianyin took a step forward and continued to extend her hand.
Wen Chuyan hesitated before asking, "How much silver does this young lady need?"
Song Xianyin frowned: "How many do you have?"
Wen Chuyan's voice grew weaker and weaker: "Twenty taels."
Upon hearing the number, Song Xianyin finally smiled: "Give it to me."
With a worried expression, Wen Chuyan took out twenty taels of silver and gave it to her.
Song Xianyin left happily with the silver.
Watching Song Xianyin's departing figure, Wen Chuyan was overwhelmed by guilt.
He deceived the young lady; he clearly had fifty taels, but he claimed he only had twenty.
What if this money is that young lady's life-saving money?
Wen Chuyan became increasingly frightened as he thought about it; he simply couldn't bear the psychological pressure.
"Is that young lady who just asked me for twenty taels of silver, dressed in rags, still there?"
Wen Chuyan shouted loudly in the forest, his voice echoing through the sky, startling all the birds in the trees.
Song Xianyin, who was climbing the tree, was startled by his loud voice and almost fell off the tree.
This kid looks so clean and fair-skinned, how come he has such a loud voice? It's terrifying!
"That person was dressed in tattered clothes, and had..."
"Hey, what nonsense are you spouting!" Song Xianyin angrily ran up to him.
He has no taste at all when it comes to people dressed in rags.
The moment Wen Chuyan saw Song Xianyin, his eyes lit up immediately.
Miss Raggedy is back.
Looking at Song Xianyin, who was panting heavily, he felt extremely guilty: "I'm sorry, Miss, I was reckless just now."
Song Xianyin glared at him angrily, knowing she would retaliate if he didn't explain what was going on.
Wen Chuyan quickly took out the remaining thirty taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to Song Xianyin: "Miss, I just lied to you. I actually have thirty taels of silver left."
Song Xianyin was stunned for a moment, then quickly stuffed the silver into her bag. Wen Ruchu wanted to help her stuff it in as well.
Song Xianyin was so frightened that she slapped his hand: "Don't touch my money."
Wen Chuyan lowered his head in disappointment: "I only wanted to help Miss, not to take Miss's money."
It's all his fault. If he hadn't deceived the young lady, she wouldn't have lost her trust in him.
After Song Xianyin stuffed the silver into her pocket, she snapped her fingers and immediately disappeared.
Watching Song Xianyin disappear into thin air, Wen Chuyan was extremely envious. Sure enough, there are always people more capable than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding. His master said that the art of invisibility had been lost, but he never expected to have the good fortune to see it today.
Song Xianyin, who had disappeared, was huffing and puffing as she climbed up the tree, carrying a heavy bag on her back.
For her, the tree was the safest place.
She had been sleeping on the ground in hiding when a squirrel suddenly jumped around and landed on her chest, nearly killing her.
Wen Chuyan was resting when something hard suddenly hit him on the head.
He frowned, reached out and touched it. He couldn't see anything, but he could feel the shape of silver.
In his hands, the silver gradually revealed its true form after a short while, and he pretended to casually slip it into his pocket.
Song Xianyin, who witnessed all of this: ...
Wen Chuyan had helped two people today, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Helping others makes him happy, and he feels extremely proud when he thinks of the woman who walks briskly after receiving the money.
He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.