I am a fairy in Journey to the West

Chapter 206: Disaster in the Forest, Wu Zhao is Frightened

Wu Zhao was wearing a well-tailored Taoist robe, with her hair tied up in a bun and a wooden hairpin in her hair. Her young face was as delicate as a piece of jade, and she looked pure, innocent and flawless.

In the Xuanqing Library, Wu Zhao watched Wangshu hang the seven-piece lantern on the rack and muttered to himself, "What should I use as the wick?"

After thinking about it, Wangshu turned back to Zhuang Yan and asked, "Master, can you help me see what kind of wick should be used for this lantern?"

Zhuang Yan looked up and said, "What is the most beautiful and bright light in the world?"

"Needless to say?" Wangshu said proudly, "Of course it's the moonlight."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wangshu suddenly realized something and clapped her hands, saying, "I understand." Then she was seen picking up the seven-piece lantern and walking out of Xuanqing Book Pavilion.

At this time, Zhuang Yan said to Wu Zhao, "Boy, go and make a pot of tea."

Wu responded and turned to leave. Soon after, he came to Zhuang Yan with a wooden tray.

She placed the wooden tray on the table, took down the teacup and teapot, and then brewed a cup of hot tea and handed it to him, "Master, tea."

Zhuang Yan took the teacup and took a sip, then put it down and said, "Okay, no need to serve here, go out and play for a while."

"Oh." Wu Zhao responded and then left Xuanqing Book Pavilion.

When they arrived outside the library, Wu Zhao saw Wangshu fiddling with the seven-piece lantern in the courtyard, so he walked up to her and called out, "Sister Wangshu."

Wangshu turned his head and glanced at Wu Zhao, and immediately said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao'er, do you think this lantern made by your sister is beautiful?"

Wu Zhao smiled and said, "It's very beautiful, exquisitely crafted, and cute."

Wangshu was very satisfied, and patted Wuzhao's head and said, "Little Zhao is really good at talking. When you start practicing formally, I will secretly teach you some useful spells."

Hearing this, Wu Zhao hurriedly thanked her: "Thank you, sister Wangshu, you are not only beautiful, but also kind-hearted!"

"Oh, your little mouth looks like it's been filled with honey. I like it." Wangshu stretched out her hand and pinched Wu Zhao's cheek, then said, "I'm a little busy now. Go play by yourself for a while. I'll play with you later."

"Yeah." Wu Zhao nodded, then turned and left the courtyard where Xuanqing Book Pavilion was located.

After all, Wu Zhao is only seven years old, and it is normal for a little girl to be playful. However, she has already explored Zhuxian Garden in the past few days and it can no longer satisfy her curiosity.

Besides, Zhuoxian Garden is quite deserted right now, with only three of them, and it would be boring to wander around in the yard all the time.

So this time Wu Zhao went straight to the main gate of Zhuoxian Garden. She stood at the threshold, looking at the tall trees and deep forests outside. She hesitated for a moment, but soon she mustered up the courage to go out.

For some reason, Wu Zhao found that as soon as he stepped out of the door, a cold wind blew on him.

She turned her head and looked inside the villa, only to find that the air inside was still clear, calm and peaceful. However, she had no idea that when she stepped over the threshold, she also left the protective barrier that Zhuang Yan had cast for Zhuxian Garden.

However, Wu Zhao did not think much about it. It was normal for the wind to be cool in the mountains.

There are maple trees all over the ten-mile radius of Zhuoxian Garden, but it is not the season for the maple leaves to turn red, so there is nothing much to see.

Wu Zhao just walked along the path in the forest, looking into the forest from time to time. Sometimes birds would fly through the forest, and sometimes one or two little rabbits would jump in the forest.

Wu Zhao sighed slightly, still a little uncomfortable with the simple life in the mountains.

After all, she was the daughter of a duke. She was used to the prosperity of Luoyang and Chang'an and heard flattery. Now, she had suddenly become a quiet nun and lived a simple life in the mountains. She felt a huge gap in her heart.

Wu Zhao was distracted for a moment and did not notice the rustling sounds coming from the woods nearby.

At this moment, a pine nut suddenly flew down from the big tree next to him and hit Wu Zhao on the head with a "pop".

Although his hair blocked the view, Wu Zhao still cried out in pain, then covered his head and looked at the big tree on the right.

I saw a little girl with messy gray hair, thin body, long ears and big eyes squatting on the trunk of a maple tree looking at me.

She was wearing a long coarse cloth gown, tied with a rattan rope around her waist, and the gown was covered with patches.

Beggar, these two words popped up in Wu Zhao's mind. The little girl in front of her was about the same age as her. Although she looked cute, she was similar to the little beggar she had seen outside Luoyang city before.

"Rude beggar." Wu Zhao said coldly, then ignored her, turned around and continued walking forward.

However, there was a sound of wind behind him. Wu Zhao looked back alertly and saw that the little girl actually jumped down from a tree trunk more than ten feet high, and then landed lightly on the ground.

Wu Zhao's pupils shrank and he turned around abruptly. At this time, the little girl also walked over and stood in front of Wu Zhao.

The little girl stared at Wu Zhao with her bright eyes, which made Wu Zhao feel creepy. At this moment, Wu Zhao suddenly discovered that the little girl's pupils were actually light yellow.

Wu Zhao's body was tense and he was a little scared, but he didn't show it. Instead, he looked calmer.

Wu Zhao coughed lightly and said to the little girl, "You want money, right?"

As he spoke, Wu Zhao took out ten copper coins from his sleeve and handed them over, "Here you go, these are all I have on me." As he spoke, he shook his sleeves on both sides to show that he had no money on him.

But the little girl just chuckled, suddenly stretched out her hand and knocked the copper coin in Wu Zhao's hand to the ground, then stretched out her hand and pushed Wu Zhao on the shoulder.

Wu Zhao had never expected that this little girl, who was about the same age as him, was so strong that just a slight push made her lose her balance, and she stepped back repeatedly, then fell on her back.

“Hehe.” The little girl looked at Wu Zhao who was pushed to the ground by her, clapped her hands and laughed, “You are so useless!”

Wu Zhao fell to the ground in a daze, but when she heard the little girl's ridicule, she flew into a rage and immediately stood up and cursed, "You lowly beggar."

After cursing, Wu Zhao rushed directly towards the little girl, but the little girl reacted very quickly and was very flexible. She dodged Wu Zhao with a slight dodge and came behind her.

Wu Zhao's attack missed and while he was in a daze, the little girl pushed him from behind again. Wu Zhao staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Just as Wu Zhao was about to get up, the little girl quickly came up, rode on Wu Zhao, and pressed her down hard. Wu Zhao was furious, and while struggling, she cursed: "You slut, get off me!"

The little girl punched Wu Zhao in the face and threatened, "If you curse again,

Wu Zhao felt pain, but he refused to give in and continued to curse: "You are a lowly slave, a thief, a rude and ugly bastard."

The little girl couldn't understand what the words "slut" and "beggar" meant, but the word "ugly" hurt her.

The little girl was also angry and punched Wu Zhao in the face three times, "You keep scolding me? You are the ugly one."

Seeing her violent reaction, Wu Zhao scolded her even more fiercely, and every sentence he said included the word "ugly".

"Ugly, ugly, gray-haired ugly."

Even though every word she called "ugly" would be met with a beating, and even though she was already bruised and battered, Wu Zhao would never give in or beg for mercy. The harder the little girl hit her, the harsher she scolded her.

In the end, it was the little girl who couldn't bear it anymore. After the last punch was thrown, she finally burst into tears.

"I'm not ugly." The little girl stood up from Wu Zhao and cried, "My mother said I'm not ugly, you are all lying!"

Wu Zhao felt his body lighten and he quickly got up from the ground. Then he reached out and picked up a stone beside him and was about to throw it at the little girl.

But just as she was about to smash it, she heard the little girl mention her mother. Wu Zhao's heart softened, as she also missed her mother.

The little girl didn't look at Wu Zhao, but squatted down, wiping her tears and crying very sadly, "Mom, Baoer misses you. Mom, they all scolded Baoer for being ugly, but you are the only one who said Baoer is not ugly."

Wu Zhao dropped the stone in his hand, touched his swollen cheek, and said coldly: "If you miss your mother, go find her. What's the point of crying here?"

When Baoer heard this, she raised her head and said with tears in her eyes: "My mother is dead."

Wu Zhao's heart skipped a beat. Her mother, Yang, had been with her here for half a month and had only returned to Chang'an City the day before yesterday.

Baoer's words stirred her mood. She wondered whether her mother had returned home safely.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhao didn't hate Bao'er so much anymore. For one thing, as the daughter of a duke, she was proud and disdained to get angry with a little beggar.

Second, I felt that the little beggar was quite pitiful and didn’t want to bother with her.

So Wu Zhao ignored her and turned around to go back the way she came. Baoer watched Wu Zhao turn around and leave, stood up and took two steps to chase her, but stopped out of inferiority, and just stared at Wu Zhao's figure getting farther and farther away, until she completely disappeared from her sight.

Finally, Baoer walked into the forest while wiping his tears. His thin and short figure looked very lonely.

On the other side, Wu Zhao returned to Zhuoxian Garden and came to the Xuanqing Library courtyard.

Wangshu was admiring his seven-hole lantern with a look of satisfaction on his face. Wu Zhao looked closely and saw that the seven-hole lantern was now covered with a layer of beautiful and cool moonlight.

Although it is not so conspicuous during the day, it makes the seven-hole lantern look very bright and clear.

"It's really beautiful." Wu Zhao said.

Wangshu turned around with a smile and was about to praise Wu Zhao, but suddenly he saw that her hair was messy, her face was bruised, and the corners of her eyes were a little red and swollen.

The smile on Wangshu's face disappeared instantly. She took a step forward and came to Wu Zhao, looked at her face with concern and said, "Xiao Zhao'er, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Zhao smiled and said, "Sister Wangshu, I'm fine. I just fell down when I went out."

But Wangshu just glanced at him and immediately said, "You were beaten by someone, or someone was riding on you and beating you from behind."

After saying that, Wangshu's face turned cold, and she said with a chill in her tone: "Tell me, who hit you? I'll skin him alive."

Wu Zhao quickly shook his head and said, "It's really nothing. In fact, I had a fight with someone else and I beat her up, so we're even."

"Oh?" Wangshu was a little surprised when he heard this. "Fighting with you? Is he also a child?"

Wu Zhao nodded, and then told Wangshu about his encounter with Baoer. Wangshu laughed and said, "She is not a child at all. She is clearly a demon in this desolate mountain."

"Fairy?!" Wu Zhao was stunned at first, and then she was shocked. Recalling Baoer's various characteristics, she finally reacted at this time. Her hair stood on end for an instant. She had not thought of it as a monster before.

Wangshu sniffed Wu Zhao's body and said, "There is indeed a demonic aura. He is indeed a demon."

Wu Zhao's face turned pale, and he was so frightened that his whole body went cold.

Upon seeing this, Wangshu quickly injected a stream of magic power into her body to help her calm her mind and unblock her meridians. If not, Wu Zhao would have surely been frightened and seriously ill tonight.

As the magic power entered his body, Wu Zhao's mind calmed down. He felt warm and was no longer as frightened.

At this time, Wangshu brought Wuzhao into the library and said to Zhuang Yan, "Master, your Taoist boy was beaten by a goblin. What do you say?"

Zhuang Yan glanced at Wu Zhao, then smiled slightly and raised his hand to give her a 'self-healing' state that lasted for ten breaths.

Ten breaths later, all the bruises and injuries on Wu Zhao's face and body were healed, and he was back to normal.

Wu Zhao felt that all the discomfort in her body disappeared in an instant, and her body felt more comfortable and relaxed than ever before. She was also very surprised when she saw Zhuang Yan and Wangshu perform magic for the first time after she woke up.

Then, Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "When children fight, if they lose today, they can just fight back tomorrow."

Wu Zhao asked, "Master, when can I practice Taoism?"

Wu Zhao was terrified after encountering a goblin today. He asked this question because he was thinking: "As long as I practice Taoism, I won't be afraid of goblins."

When Zhuang Yan heard this, he picked up the jade slip that had been engraved for more than a month and shook it gently, then said with a smile: "When this slip is completed, I will teach you the Dao."

(End of this chapter)