The Heavens Begin with Dream of the Red Chamber

Chapter 76: The Lame Taoist and the Mirror of Romance

Zhan Ershisi originally thought that although Yun'er would deliberately make things difficult for him, it could not be more difficult than being a weaver. He thought that Qingwen could hold on for a few more days this time. However, after only a dozen days, Baoyu came to him again.

"Rong'er, can you give Qingwen a little more monthly allowance?" Baoyu asked hesitantly.

Jia Rong had already received instructions from Zhan Ershisi, so he would never interfere in such a matter. He just evaded the question and said:
"Uncle Bao, Yun'er is my nephew's concubine. Her monthly allowance is only two taels of silver, and she has to pay for food, clothing and other expenses. How much do you expect her to give to Qingwen?"

Baoyu said anxiously with a pale face:

"But Qingwen's monthly salary is too little. Only three hundred coins a month. What can she do with that?"

"I went there to see her these few days. Qingwen now wears coarse cloth and eats leftovers. She hasn't eaten any meat in the past few days. She has lost a lot of weight."

Zhan Ershisi smiled and asked:

"Why didn't you tell Miss Yun'er about this?"

Baoyu blushed and said in a stammering voice:

"I talked to Miss Yun'er, but she said that coarse cloth clothes are more resistant to dirt, and that we should not eat leftovers to avoid waste. The reason why Qingwen was allowed to eat only vegetarian food was that the doctor said that the injured person could not bear the sight of meat and fish, and he was afraid that the wound on Qingwen's face would fester."

"When I said a few more words, Miss Yun'er started to cry and said that all the maids in her place were like this and no one thought it was wrong. But Qingwen just couldn't stand it and asked me to get rid of her."

"Alas... Actually, Miss Qingwen never complained to me. It was just that I felt bad about it, so I asked for help."

Jia Rong laughed and said:
"Uncle Bao is still so kind and considerate to women, but I really can't help you with this matter."

"Not every family in this world is as wealthy as Uncle Zhan, and treats servants so kindly."

"In Ningguo Mansion, the average maid only gets 500 coins a month. Yun'er is a concubine and doesn't come into the mansion. She can't use the public accounts. I have to pay for her out of my own pocket. I really can't afford to pay her more."

"However, Uncle Bao can pay the difference out of his own pocket, and then I can give Qingwen more monthly allowance, no matter how much!"

As soon as silver was mentioned, Baoyu's face suddenly turned gloomy. He felt that he had become money-minded and vulgar.

Of course, his pockets were empty, so he turned to Zhan Ershisi again.

Zhan Ershisi waved his hand when he saw this and said coldly:

"If Baoyu needs money, I will certainly not be stingy, but if you use the money to spend on Qingwen, I will have nothing left!"

"Qingwen worked for me, and I never treated her unfairly. But she couldn't stand the hardship and insisted on leaving. Now it seems as if I was the one who oppressed her."

"If she wants to work to earn money, I can still accept it, but Baoyu, please don't mention other things."

Baoyu was retorted by Zhan Ershisi's words. He smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything else.

As they were talking, Keqing sent someone over to deliver a message, saying that Jia Rui, the grandson of private school teacher Jia Dairu, had been ill for a long time and had not recovered. Now he needed to take "Du Shen Tang" to save his life. Mr. Jia came over to ask for the roots of ginseng.

Baoyu and Jia Rong only knew Jia Rui but never took this distant relative to heart. They just listened and didn't intend to pay any attention to him. They just told Keqing to do as she pleased. But Zhan 24 was different.

Zhan Ershisi not only knew that Jia Rui was deceived by Feng Jieer, but also knew that he would soon meet his "immortal destiny" and receive the Mirror of Love and Lust from the lame Taoist priest.

But unfortunately, due to his lack of self-control, not only was he not rescued, but his death was accelerated.

Ever since he learned that this world was a dream of the Red Chamber, Mr. Zhan had been very concerned about the bald monk and the lame Taoist priest.

Among the known people, only these two are truly enlightened people who can talk to Fairy Jinghuan.

In the traditional immortal cultivation system, no stupid immortal would kill people for no reason. Most of the time, they would just give small punishments and severe warnings, or induce people to make mistakes and bring about their own destruction.

This is how Jia Rui died.

He just needs to have a less bad heart and honestly follow the lame Taoist's instructions and only look at the back of the mirror. Then his illness will surely be cured and his life will be saved. He may even get a chance to become an immortal and embark on the path of Taoism like Zhen Shiyin.

But in fact, if Jia Rui really had that kind of determination, he would not have been seduced by Wang Xifeng's beauty and fooled by her.

Therefore, Jia Rui's chance to survive is to break through himself and control his desires. If he can do it, he will be considered a cultivator. If he cannot, he will die.

Therefore, when Zhan Ershisi heard that Jia Dairu was coming to ask for pilgrimage, he knew that the lame Taoist priest was coming soon, so he stood up and said:
"Since it is used to keep him alive, there is no way ginseng whiskers are enough. Let me give him a whole one."

When Jia Rong heard this, he was very surprised. This whole ginseng should cost at least one hundred taels of silver. Why would his uncle give it to an outsider for no reason?

He began to wonder whether Jia Dairu had any beautiful granddaughter or something like that.

Only Baoyu believed everything Zhan Twenty-four said, and admired Zhan Twenty-four's noble sentiment of treating money as dirt.

Let’s talk about Zhan 24. After he left the courtyard and arrived at the front hall, he saw Jia Dairu exchanging polite words with Keqing there.

This old gentleman is also a person who has become stupid due to reading too much. He is a very rigid person. Now he has come to the two governments to beg for help for his grandson's life. He still doesn't want to lose his scholarly integrity and is very restrained there.

He had just gone to the West Mansion to ask for help before, but unfortunately he didn't know that his grandson's illness was caused by Wang Xifeng. When he went to ask for help now, no one would pay any attention to him and just give him some leftovers and foam to fool him.

Now that I'm in the East Palace, I don't actually have too high expectations in my heart. I just want to do my best.

But who would have thought that the master of the exhibition suddenly came over from the sky, waved his hand, and ordered:
"If you have ginseng at home, take a whole ginseng and give it to Mr. Jia. Save Jia Rui's life first, and then come back to me to settle the bill."

Keqing smiled and said:
"Uncle, what are you talking about? It's just a ginseng, what's the big deal? Since you said you want to give it to me, then I'll send it to you. I'll ask someone to get it."

Having said that, Keqing called Lai Er in and asked him to get the ginseng.

When Jia Dairu saw this, he was immediately filled with gratitude and stepped forward, bowed to the ground, and exclaimed:
"I have always heard that Master Zhan is generous and magnanimous, and has the demeanor of the ancient Meng Chang. Today I know that this is true!"

Mr. Zhan hurriedly helped him up and said to each other:

"I have heard of Mr. Jia's great name for a long time. I know that the children of the two families have been educated by him. His contribution is enormous. A mere ginseng is not worth even a fraction of his hard work. I will just consider it as a token of my appreciation."

After hearing this, Jia Dairu was even more moved. He felt that he had worked hard for many years for the children of the clan, but in the eyes of the people in the two governments, he was treated like a piece of trash. It was not as good as Master Zhan, an outsider, who had a keen eye for people.

For a moment, he was overwhelmed with emotions and began to sob. He quickly raised his sleeves to cover his face so that no one could see him crying.

When he put down his sleeves again, Zhan Ershisi saw that Jia Dairu's eyes were slightly red, but he looked energetic.

He behaved like a scholar and did not express his gratitude profusely. He just bowed slightly, but he kept the favor in his heart and planned to repay it later.

Zhan Ershisi didn't care about his reward. He was only thinking about the lame Taoist and the Mirror of Love and Lust. After he waited for the ginseng to be obtained, he took the initiative to send a car to take him back home.

Jia Dairu said a few polite words and then agreed.

Anyway, I have received such a great favor, so this little thing doesn't matter.

The two of them left Ningguo Mansion and soon arrived at Jia Dairu's house.

It was a small courtyard facing the street, not rich, but it had its own servants.

Jia Dairu invited Zhan Twenty-four to his house as a guest. Zhan Twenty-four did not refuse and went in immediately.

Zhan 24th first visited Jia Rui and said a few auspicious words hoping for a speedy recovery. Then Jia Dairu had someone bring some ginseng to make soup, while he chatted with Zhan 24th in the living room.

Jia Rui's illness could not be cured by simple medicine, and the Ginseng Decoction was naturally ineffective. It was of no use after he took it. He was still barely breathing and looked like he would die at any time.

Just at that time, the lame Taoist arrived, begging for alms, claiming that he specialized in curing diseases caused by karmic injustice.

He was begging for alms outside the courtyard, and Jia Rui happened to be inside and heard it. He shouted at the top of his voice, "Please invite that Bodhisattva in to save me!" While shouting, he kowtowed on the pillow.

Zhan Ershi knew that the opportunity had come, so he hurriedly said to Jia Dairu:
"Since medicine is ineffective now, I'm afraid your grandson's illness is not an ordinary disease. Why don't you ask this Taoist priest to come in and try."

Jia Dairu was originally a rigid Confucian scholar who believed in "a gentleman does not speak of strange things", but now he was concerned about his grandson's life and did not care about the words of the sage. He asked someone to invite a Taoist priest to treat Jia Rui.

Zhan Ershisi followed him to see, and indeed saw the famous scene where the Taoist gave the Mirror of Love and Lust to Jia Rui.

"Don't take a picture of his front, only his back. It's very important! I'll come and collect it in three days and I'll make sure you're fine."

After the Taoist priest gave his order, he was about to leave. Zhan Ershi was not willing to let him go. He grabbed his sleeve and said with a smile:
"Master, do you think I have a chance to become an immortal?"

The lame Taoist took a closer look and was immediately startled. His face turned pale and he shouted:

"What a strange thing!"

"Where did you come from?"

He counted with his fingers and cried out again:
"That overseas incident, it turned out to be you who was responsible!"

Zhan Ershi was stunned and asked hurriedly:
"What happened overseas?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

The lame Taoist did not answer, but just looked at him deeply, and with a wave of his finger, his sleeves fell down. He wanted to leave, but Zhan Ershisi was quick-witted and grabbed his arm and refused to let go.

The lame Taoist twisted his body, and it was as if his body was covered with oil, making it impossible to grab it.

Zhan Ershisi hurriedly tried to hug him again, but the Taoist priest dodged him again.

His skills had been strengthened many times by stones and were already much stronger than those of martial arts masters. He moved swiftly and abruptly, leaving behind afterimages. However, the lame Taoist was no ordinary man and was equally swift as the wind.

The two of them circled around in the yard, with many illusions, just like immortals fighting each other, leaving everyone in the yard stunned.

But although Zhan Ershisi's kung fu was very high, it was ultimately just the means of a mortal. In the end, the lame Taoist priest escaped and rushed out of the yard.

After reaching the outside of the courtyard, the lame Taoist took a step forward, and it seemed as if the world was within reach. When he reached the end of the street, he took three or two steps and left Zhan Twenty-four behind.

Zhan Ershisi had no choice but to shout loudly:

"I'm staring at the Sky-Repairing Stone at the foot of the Great Wilderness Mountain!"

"If you have the guts, don't come back!"

The Taoist priest paused for a moment, but did not stop. In an instant he disappeared without a trace.

In the original book, this lame Taoist priest had never shown his supernatural powers, so no one paid attention to it. But this time, with the commotion at the Sutra Exhibition 24, not only did the people in Jia Dairu's house see it, but even many pedestrians on the street saw the Taoist priest's supernatural powers. Everyone knew that this Taoist priest must be a great master of Taoism.

Let’s not talk about how these passers-by spread the news, let’s just talk about Jia Dairu.

Seeing the "battle of magic" between the Taoist priest and Zhan Ershi, everyone regarded Zhan Ershi as a first-class immortal, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.

Zhan Ershi hurriedly pulled Jia Dairu up and explained:
"I have only learned some unusual skills, and my skills are slightly better than those of ordinary people, but I am not an immortal."

"You just heard it. I'm also looking for that immortal to ask about my fate!"

"If I were really an immortal, why would I be pestering that Taoist priest just now?"

Everyone was half-believing and half-doubting, with all kinds of thoughts in their minds. Zhan Ershisi couldn't control what others were thinking, so he had to skip the matter for the time being and just change the subject:

"Since the immortal has given me a mirror, it must be able to cure diseases. Let's see how Jia Rui reacts after looking in it."

Everyone gathered around the bed and watched Jia Rui look in the mirror.

Jia Rui picked up the Fengyue Treasure Mirror and looked at the back. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and the mirror fell from his hand.

He picked up the mirror again and wanted to look at the front, but Zhan Ershi snatched it away and warned him:
"The immortal has instructed that this mirror can only reflect the back, not the front. Why didn't you listen to the immortal's instructions?"

Jia Rui smiled awkwardly and said:

"I took a picture of the back and saw a skeleton inside. That immortal must be playing a trick on me."

"I'll just take a look at what's on the front, I think it won't be a problem." Zhan Ershi sneered.

"You haven't offended him, why would he play tricks on you for no reason?"

"I'm afraid this is how you use the mirror. Just look at the back of it and you'll be safe."

"Your health is already in terrible condition. If you take a frontal shot and your condition gets worse, what will happen?"

As he spoke, Zhan Ershi handed the mirror to Jia Dairu and instructed:

"I don't think Tianxiang can control himself, so I'll give this mirror to you, and have him look at the back from time to time. As for the front, cover it with gauze first to avoid any disaster."

After these two incidents, Jia Dairu had already obeyed Zhan Ershisi's orders. He immediately asked someone to bring gauze to cover the front of the Fengyue Baojian, and then ordered with a stern face:

"You are only allowed to look at the back side these days, but you are not allowed to open the cover at random, otherwise I will definitely punish you severely."

When Jia Rui heard the word "punishment", he was immediately frightened and shook his head hurriedly, saying that he dared not.

Zhan Ershisi then said goodbye and left with peace of mind, waiting for three days when Jia Rui recovered from his illness and the lame Taoist priest came again to take the Fengyue Baojian, and then he would come back to guard.

After Zhan Ershisi left, everyone became curious and secretly took the mirror to look at it. Sure enough, they saw a skeleton standing inside. They were all scared and broke out in cold sweats. They dared not look anymore and just waved the mirror at Jia Rui from time to time.

Jia Rui certainly didn't want to watch it, but he had to, so he was frightened by the rosy skeleton again and again until he broke out in cold sweats. However, his health gradually got better, and by the evening, he was able to eat on his own.

When Jia Dairu saw this, he felt greatly relieved and became more and more convinced that the mirror could cure his grandson, so he asked people to increase the frequency of looking in the mirror.

Unconsciously, every time Jia Rui looked in the mirror, the shadow of Wang Xifeng would fade a little in his mind. After three days, it was completely gone and he felt much better.

On the third day, Zhan Ershisi ran to Jia Dairu's house early in the morning and waited patiently for the lame Taoist priest to come. However, he waited no matter how long he waited. He waited until the sun set and the sky grew dark, but he still didn't see the lame Taoist priest come.

What does this mean?

So you just don't want this treasure, Fengyue Baojian?
You don’t want it, but I do!

Zhan Ershisi directly said to Jia Dairu:
"Sir, I plan to take the mirror back and wait for the lame Taoist priest to come to me. What do you think?"

Jia Dairu had also looked in the mirror before, and knew that the mirror could only reflect a skull to scare people, so he did not think it was valuable. He just thought it was a scary thing made temporarily by an immortal to save people, so he smiled and stroked his beard and replied:

"I am already satisfied that I was able to save my grandson's life. I dare not be greedy anymore."

"Mr. Zhan is a man of excellent character and moral integrity. Perhaps he has a destiny to become an immortal. Just take this mirror with you."

Zhan Ershisi thanked Jia Dairu and went back with the Fengyue Treasure Mirror.

After returning home, Zhan Ershisi took out the Fengyue Baojian and turned it over again and again. Apart from the scary skeleton, he didn't feel anything special about it.

After thinking it over carefully, he called Xing Xiuyan over and instructed:

"Master, please look at the front of this mirror. You should watch carefully. If you find anything unusual about Master, wrap the mirror with this gauze."

"do you understand?"

Xing Xiuyan agreed half-heartedly, and sat by the bed holding the gauze, waiting. Zhan Ershisi then sat on the bed, and pointed the front of the Fengyue Baojian towards himself. He looked up intently, and in a trance, he seemed to see countless young ladies of all kinds, with slim figures, thin waists and long legs, waving at him.

Master Zhan laughed and was about to take a step forward to join in the fun when suddenly the stone in his body jumped and a cool air went straight up from his chest to the Niwan Palace, instantly waking him up and bringing him back to his senses.

He was startled and quickly put the Fengyue Baojian face down on the bed. When he looked at Xing Xiuyan again, he saw that she was looking at him strangely and asked:
"Master, don't you want to watch it?"

"The master has finished reading it. Did you see anything unusual about him just now?"

Xing Xiuyan shook her head and said, "The master just smiled slightly, shuddered, and then put the mirror down."

Master Zhan nodded and understood something in his mind. This illusion was very powerful. You couldn't escape it just because you knew it was an illusion. If it weren't for Shi Tou helping him, he would have been trapped here.

After figuring it out, he picked up the mirror and was about to put it in his arms when he suddenly had an idea. If a man looked into the mirror with this thing, the effects would continue uninterrupted and he would eventually die of impotence. So what would happen if a woman looked into the mirror with it?

After thinking about this, Master Zhan picked up the Fengyue Baojian, waved it towards Xing Xiuyan, and said with a smile:

"Hello Xiuyan, come and see what's inside this mirror?"

Xiu Yan was caught off guard. When she raised her eyes and looked at the front of the mirror, she froze.

But in just a second or two, Xing Xiuyan's body softened and she fell into Master Zhan's arms, her little face flushed and she was panting. Just by looking at her confused eyes, you could tell what had just happened.

"Haha...it turns out this treasure can be used like this!"

Master Zhan laughed loudly, threw the Fengyue Baojian aside, then picked up Xing Xiuyan and asked with his head down:

"Good Xiuyan, tell me honestly, what did you see just now?"

Xiu Yan blushed, made a sound of pah, and said:
"Where did you find this, sir? It's so indecent!"

Master Zhan kissed and touched her and coaxed her for a long time before he got Xing Xiuyan to tell him about the hallucination she had just had.

"I was in a trance just now, and I seemed to see the master waving and calling me, so I stepped forward."

"As a result, the master pulled me to play some tricks, and of course I followed his instructions, and did this and that... and then that and that... for a long time, until I came, and then I suddenly realized that it was the master who was teasing me."

Mr. Zhan hurriedly used his Zhan-style coaxing method and became affectionate with her.

People with experience know that a woman's feelings can be superimposed, again and again, like the waves behind pushing the waves in front, overlapping and going back and forth, with each wave higher than the last.

With this treasure mirror as a foundation, Xiu Yan was like having an extra buff. Not only did she enjoy it one more time, but the degree of enjoyment was also much higher than before.

He was enjoying himself here, but he didn't know that a huge uproar had already been set off in the outside world.

That day, he had a "battle of magic" with a lame Taoist priest at Jia Dai Ru's house, which dazzled everyone. They later showed off the battle as a topic of conversation.

The Taoist priest suddenly disappeared on the street, and everyone on the street saw it. With these two things combined, the rumor became more and more exaggerated.

When Zhan Ershisi went to Ningguo Mansion again on that day, everyone in the mansion looked at him as if he were an immortal.

When Jia Zhen heard that he was coming, he hurriedly invited him over and asked very enthusiastically:

"Brother, I didn't expect you to have such extraordinary abilities. My father is keen on alchemy and cultivation, so I hope you can give me some pointers."

Zhan Ershisi didn't know anything about alchemy, but he was Tang Monk's flesh, and was afraid that others would be concerned about it, so he waved his hands and explained:
"I am a mortal, so how can I know any immortal skills? Brother Zhen, please don't believe the rumors outside."

Jia Zhen still didn't believe it, and said:

"But I heard that Jia Rui from the back street was attacked by an evil Taoist priest. No medicine could cure him and he was about to die. It was you who drove away the evil Taoist priest and saved him."

Zhan Ershisi didn't dare to accept such a title without thinking about it, and he shouted hurriedly:

"What's this mess?"

"Jia Rui's illness does have some causes, but he was not caused by some evil Taoist priest. The lame Taoist priest is a true Taoist. Brother Zhen, please don't talk nonsense, or you will bring bad luck and make others dislike you."

"Jia Rui's illness is clearly the work of that lame Taoist priest. I just happened to be there at the right time."

Jia Zhen was even more unconvinced and shook his head repeatedly:

"We are brothers, why are you hiding this from me?"

"Do you think I didn't send anyone to Mr. Jia's house to inquire?"

"Even Mr. Jia's family members said that when you fought with that lame Taoist priest, the whole room was filled with divine lights and shadows, which dazzled them."

Zhan Ershisi then realized that it was no wonder that such absurd rumor could spread so widely. It turned out that there were people who spoke out from their own experience and added fuel to the fire.

Perhaps it was Jia Dairu's family who wanted to give Zhan Ershisi some fame because they were grateful for his behavior, but the problem was that this was clearly a mess, and he didn't want this kind of reputation at all.

Seeing that Jia Zhen had determined that he was a man of virtue and that there was no way to explain it clearly, Zhan Ershisi had no choice but to use the words he used to deal with Jia Dairu's family.

"I have only learned a few strange skills, so I cannot be considered a Taoist master. That lame Taoist priest is the real immortal."

"It wasn't me who drove the immortal away that day. I just wanted to seek a relationship with him. He tested me, but unfortunately, I obviously failed the test."

"That's what happened. Please don't believe those rumors anymore, Brother Zhen."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Immortals are supposed to be pure and free from desire. Brother Zhen, have you ever seen an immortal as lustful as me?"

No matter how much he tried to persuade her, Jia Zhen refused to believe it until the last sentence, when he immediately believed it.

"Ah, that's right. My dear brother, you probably haven't completed your earthly ties yet, so you can't become an immortal."

"But even if you haven't become an immortal yet, you may be able to do so in the future."

"It is said that when one person attains enlightenment, all his family members will also ascend to heaven. If you have the opportunity to become an immortal in the future, please do not forget to bring me along. I will appreciate your kindness."

Zhan Ershisi smiled and said:
"I am used to being lazy. If I can become an immortal one day, I will have to take dozens of people with me to enjoy the bliss in heaven. You can't let me cook and wash clothes by myself in heaven."

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter, and naturally their thoughts on such an illusory thing as becoming an immortal faded.

After laughing, Jia Zhen asked again:

"I heard that Jia Rui's illness was cured by a mirror. Can you keep it with you? Let me take a look at it."

Zhan Ershisi then took out the mirror and shook the back of it in front of him, scaring him so much that he broke into a cold sweat.

Jia Zhen wiped the sweat from his forehead and calmed down. Seeing Zhan Ershisi laughing mischievously, he spat and cursed:

"Brother, you are such a scoundrel, actually trying to scare me with this thing!"

"Haha...Brother Zhen, you don't know that Jia Rui is suffering from lovesickness. Once you look at the back of this Fengyue Baojian, you will realize that all beauties are nothing but skeletons. It is just the right medicine to cure his illness."

"Huh? If that's the case, then this mirror is a true divine treasure?" Jia Zhen looked at the Mirror of Love and Lust, his expression changing constantly.

"The treasure is indeed a treasure, but it is not suitable for ordinary people like us to use. It can only be used to cure people's lovesickness or something like that."

"Can it only cure lovesickness? Can't it cure other diseases?" Jia Zhen stroked his beard, his eyes wandering. "I saw that Jia Rui was seriously ill before, but he recovered in three days. Maybe this precious mirror can also help strengthen the body."

"This one……"

Regarding this point, Zhan Ershisi really couldn't be sure. After all, the women around him had all been strengthened by him using "Gold Essence and Jade Liquid" and they couldn't feel the effect at all. So he could only tell the truth:
"I have never tried it, and I don't know if it can cure diseases or strengthen the body."

After hearing this, Jia Zhen asked directly:

"Brother, please leave this thing with me and let me try it out to see if it has any other effects."

The lame Taoist priest had not come for the past few days, and Zhan Ershisi had given up the idea of ​​using the treasure mirror to fish, so he took out the treasure mirror, handed it to Jia Zhen, and repeatedly reminded him:

"You can only see the back of this treasure mirror. If you see the front, a beautiful woman will wave at you and damage your energy. If you don't control yourself, everyone in the capital will die."

Seeing that he was serious, Jia Zhen carefully avoided taking the photo from the front and only took the photo from the back.

Zhan Ershisi looked at him cheerfully for a while, then trembled with fear. After this happened several times, Jia Zhen became angry and waved his hand, scolding:
"Go away, don't hang around in front of me and affect my practice."

Zhan Ershisi laughed heartily, stood up and left the hall, going straight to play with Keqing.

(End of this chapter)