Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 417 - 157: Rat Immortal’s Daughter Gets Married! Daoist Priest Fan, Your Sword Looks Familiar! (Please Subscribe for the 10,000-Word Mega - )_2
"But none of the cultivators, without exception, were able to resolve the troubles you, layman, have encountered?"
The Taoist paused for a moment, then continued, "Even those cultivators have spent a great cost to help you, but to no avail. As a result, they are reluctant to continue intervening, because it may lead to irreparable consequences."
"Or perhaps... those irreparable consequences have already occurred to them."
"So, layman, you simply grabbed a passing Taoist, wept bitterly, and made great promises, just to get me, in a moment of impulsiveness, to meddle in this affair."
At this point, the Taoist frowned and said, "It’s pretty much like trying your luck with any cultivator you can find, hoping that one might be able to resolve that problem for you."
"Am I... guessing correctly?"
The man was taken aback, his eyes quickly welling up with tears, and although he did not let go of the Taoist’s Daoist robe, he knelt down right away.
As if he had seen some reclusive master, his face was full of tearful excitement: "Taoist Priest, you are right, you’ve guessed it all! Taoist Priest, you must be a cultivator with great abilities, you have a divine strategy!"
"Wuu wuu wuu..."
"I really had no other choice... That’s why I did this. I’ve already asked many cultivators to help me out of my troubles, yet, as soon as they saw what I was up against..."
"They were all so scared that they dared not get involved."
"Even... they returned the silver I gave them and then disappeared the next day."
Having heard this,
The Taoist’s face showed a hint of suspicion: "Although it might be a little impolite to say this, I still want to ask you, layman... Is it possible that other cultivators are unwilling to deal with your affair because you have done some evil deed that brought these troubles upon you?"
"Ah? Evil deeds?" The man showed the Taoist his smooth and delicate arms and legs: "I am merely a scholar of substantial family resources, who devoutly reads the sages’ books every day, and sometimes even rarely leaves the house."
"The only... the only thing that could barely pass as an evil deed might be that my father urged me to marry into another family, and I refused... committing the sin of filial impiety?"
"That is strange..." The Taoist looked at the man’s expression and knew he was not lying.
Just at that moment,
Both the Taoist and the man suddenly heard a rather pleasant female voice speaking up from the side.
"You’ve said so much... why not just frankly say what has happened to you?" it was clearly Yun Jiuqing, driven by curiosity, who had come over: "Seeing that look of fear on your face, you must have encountered no small matter, right?"
"Could it be that you are worried that by revealing your troubles, you will scare this little Daoist, and then he will not dare to help you?"
Who knows if it was because Yun Jiuqing, the smart one, finally had a moment of insight, but she seemed to have struck right at the man’s thoughts.
The man’s face instantly turned red, and then he began to stammer his defense: "No... that’s not it..."
"I just... I just..."
Huh?
Wait a minute!
The man, who had just thought to defend himself, suddenly turned his head and looked towards Yun Jiuqing. His eyes fell on Yun Jiuqing’s face, and he was stunned: "Yun... Yun Yun... Yun Jiuqing?"
Now it was Yun Jiuqing’s turn to be stunned.
Her face full of astonishment, she looked at the man in front of her, seemingly of a similar age to her.
Hiss!
Without paying much attention, it would have been nothing, but upon closer inspection, Yun Jiuqing realized that this guy actually looked somewhat familiar!
It was as if...
She had seen him somewhere before?
In a trance, she noticed the talisman card hanging from the man’s neck, and some ancient memory suddenly surged into her mind.
That sparked a brilliant thought in her head!
"Zheng Sanshi?!!" Yun Jiuqing blurted out a rather unflattering nickname, her eyes wide in disbelief: "How could it be you?"
"...My name is Zheng Sanshi," Zheng Sanshi stood up quickly, his face turning red as he spoke: "Could you please not bring up that nickname anymore? It’s been a good ten-plus years, how can you still remember that nickname?"
Yun Jiuqing clicked her tongue: "Who made you eat three pieces of poop when you were a kid, leaving too deep of an impression on me."
"That was because you tricked me into eating it!" Zheng Sanshi’s face was overcome with grief, a look of someone unwilling to recall the past.
Having his childhood dark history spoken out loud made him wish he could find a hole to crawl into right now.
And never come out again.
"Really? Was it me who did that?" Yun Jiuqing feigned amnesia, then quickly changed the subject, still perplexed: "You... what are you doing in Zhongjun?"
Zheng Sanshi responded, "Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that? I just stayed with my grandfather in Nanjun when I was a kid. After growing up, I returned to Zhongjun."
"Oh!" Yun Jiuqing had a sudden realization: "So you are from Zhongjun, no wonder I always thought your accent was off."
Zheng Sanshi’s mouth twitched: "...When I was a kid, I kept saying I was from Zhongjun."
Yun Jiuqing: "Ah? Cough cough cough cough cough!!"
She coughed heavily a few times.
To mask her inner embarrassment.
"Do the two laymen know each other?" The nearby Daoist Priest, seeing how intimately they spoke, asked in surprise.
