Water Margin: Gao Yanei is actually a Gal Genius

Gao Jin piled the corpses in the corner of the yard and tied the wounded and alive people together.

He then returned to the rock and sat down in a daze, his mind filled with Li Yan's face. He covered Li Yan's body with clothes, which had been torn from the bodies of the other bandits.

"Brother Gao, would you like to learn?" Chen Liqing asked, shaking her slingshot.

"Huh?" Gao Jin didn't hear what Chen Liqing had said before.

"Brother Gao, would you like to learn my amazing archery skills? All you need to do is tell me ten stories, the kind about Daiyu's journey to the West."

"Ah, no problem, no problem." Gao Jin was a little lost.

"Brother Gao, why do you look so distressed? Is this your first time killing someone? How did you get such a big reputation in Tokyo?" Chen Liqing looked at Gao Jin curiously.

Gao Jin recalled Gao Yanei's actions and realized that the original owner had never actually witnessed murder. He glanced at Chen Liqing and said, "I just... feel that human life shouldn't be treated so lightly."

"Gone just like that." Li Yan's gaunt face flashed through Gao Jin's mind.

He seemed to be able to do it easily, without the ecstatic joy of being able to do whatever he wanted that one might imagine, but rather a kind of... indescribable sense of bewilderment.

"Shouldn't be right?... " Chen Liqing hummed cutely, "...That thug killed you and Brother Lu, kidnapped me and my adopted son, and did all those things, and that's what he deserved?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Jin quickly waved his hand, "Little sister, that's not what I meant!"

"Oh dear, you silly brother, I really don't understand where that nickname of yours came from..." Chen Liqing poured Gao Jin a bowl of wine, "...Drink up, you'll feel better after a good night's sleep."

"That's just how the world is. When I was young, I traveled with my father..."

"You're not that old..." Gao Jin muttered.

"Brother Gao, if you can't learn manners, I don't mind teaching you what manners are on behalf of Uncle Gao."

Gao Jin shut his mouth and gestured to his mouth with his hand. Chen Liqing found it amusing and giggled again. After laughing, she started telling stories from the past.

"Back then, it was unreasonable to kill someone in a secluded place, as if that was the place it was supposed to be."

"If you have money, then I can kill you. If you're beautiful, then I can use you and then kill you... Regardless of gender or age, everyone will be killed."

"One day, my father was sent away by someone. The family we stayed with had evil intentions towards me. I was only twelve years old that year. Fortunately, I was protected by my ancestral master and was born with superhuman strength..."

"Brother Gao Jin, if you can't be ruthless in this world, you'll always suffer."

"My father taught me from a young age that cultivating the Tao is about cultivating nature, and living is about living freely..."

Clearly, Chen Liqing isn't very good at storytelling, leaving the audience confused and disjointed.

But Gao Jin wasn't an ingrate who couldn't distinguish between good and bad words; he watched Chen Liqing clumsily telling her story.

Gao Jin chuckled and said, "I appreciate your kindness, sister..." As he was speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy and the world spun around him, and Chen Liqing in front of him turned into six people.

Six Chen Liqings raised six bamboo tubes, their lips curving into a cheerful smile, their voices overlapping as they said, "You only learn from your mistakes after you've suffered them; just listening won't help. That's what my father said."

I hope this anesthesia won't have any side effects! This crazy woman, I just felt her warmth and care, and then she gave me a hard bowel movement.

Gao Jin's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

When Gao Jin opened his eyes again, he was already in a carriage. He felt weak all over and his mouth was dry. He couldn't help but mutter, "Water..."

"Brother Gao is awake?" A figure draped in a blue veil peeked in from outside the carriage curtain; it was Chen Liqing. She handed Gao Jin a bamboo tube. "Drink this. It's osmanthus drink from Aunt Chen's stall at the night market. It's sweet and refreshing, perfect for quenching your thirst."

[Chen Liqing's favorability rating: 41.]

Gao Jin took the bamboo tube, drank it down in one gulp, and indeed felt much better. He let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, sister."

"Did it work? My father bought this drink for me when I was under the influence of anesthesia before, and it works the fastest. Brother Gao, are you feeling better after your nap?" Chen Liqing said brightly.

Gao Jin's eyelids twitched, but he didn't dare to say that he had dreamed of the strange scene of "Chen Liqing carrying her own old man's head, stepping on the corpses of Lu Zhishen and Lin Chong to search for him on the top of Fanlou".

"I feel much better after a good night's sleep, thank you, sister. I wonder how my brother Zhishen is doing now?"

"The monk brother woke up not long after he fell asleep and went to the yamen to say that he had killed a group of bandits, a pile of corpses and prisoners. The prefect of Tokyo was alarmed and led a lot of people to search for the escaped bandits near the Dongyue Temple."

"So where are we?" Gao Jin looked out through the gap in the carriage curtain, and it didn't look like we were outside the city at all.

"Brother's reputation as a young master is quite effective. When the prefect saw your appearance, he hurriedly ordered a carriage for me to take you back to your residence. When I entered the city, I saw candles lit in the marketplace. I thought that I hadn't yet strolled through the Tokyo Night Market with you, so I brought you here..." Chen Liqing chattered away like a bird, her voice becoming much clearer.

Finally, seeing that Gao Jin remained silent for a long time, she stopped talking and looked at Gao Jin.

"I hope my brother won't object?"

[Chen Liqing's favorability rating: 35.]

"Yes! Yes! My sister is such a beauty..."

[Chen Liqing's favorability rating: 30.]

Gao Jin quickly changed his tune, "...How could I not want to go shopping with someone as considerate as my sister?!"

[Chen Liqing's favorability rating: 35.]

"That's good. Now that you're awake, brother, come down and stretch your legs." With that, Chen Liqing got off the carriage first.

Gao Jin remained silent, then rose and lifted the carriage curtain. He saw food stalls densely packed together, each occupying its own space, steam rising in a warm mist. The meat pie vendor's griddle sizzled, the aroma of dough and meat overwhelming his nostrils; the steamer basket at the neighboring stall was lifted, billowing white steam into the sky; and there were also vendors selling roasted chestnuts, chilled licorice soup, and fragrant candies…

The children, holding sugar paintings, weaved through the gaps between the legs of the crowd; several men, helping out, surrounded a stall, hissing and sweating profusely as they ate something, yet unwilling to stop what they were doing... The sounds of hawking, clattering pots and pans, and chewing accompanied the scene and reached Gao Jin's ears.

Gao had been here for quite some time and hadn't actually been to a night market. He hadn't expected that this Song Dynasty night market was almost as lively as those of later generations, and even had more of a vibrant, down-to-earth atmosphere.

"Brother, come down quickly, I want to go see that sugar painting shop." The soft voice woke Gao Jin from his daze. He looked at the woman and realized that Chen Liqing had changed her clothes at some point.

Her tightly styled hair from the daytime was slightly loosened, and she styled it into a languid, disheveled bun, but secured with a gold and kingfisher feather hairpin.

Instead of silk flowers adorning her temples, she wore a small, exquisite gold-threaded beaded brocade hairpin, which twinkled in the lamplight.

He wore a Hangzhou satin cloak with begonia red embroidery and gold floral patterns, the hood loosely rolled up behind his neck, revealing a sandalwood-colored narrow-sleeved silk robe underneath, which shimmered faintly as he moved.

She changed into a moonlit skirt, the hem shimmering softly in the moonlight and lamplight. She also changed out of the deerskin boots she had worn during the day, and put on a pair of soft-soled embroidered silk shoes.

Gao Jin was momentarily stunned. Chen Liqing's soft laughter came from behind, "What's wrong with you, brother? I don't know how you got that reputation of being a playboy. You look like you've never seen a woman before."

Gao Jin coughed twice, touched his nose, got off the carriage, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Liqing. He glanced at the top of the woman's head beside him and said awkwardly, "Perhaps the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet. I'm sorry for making you laugh, sister..."

[Chen Liqing's favorability rating: 34.]

"...There's a lot of people around that sugar painting stall, brother, hurry and buy me one. Walking around a bit will help the effects of the medicine wear off..." Chen Liqing urged hurriedly, and Gao Jin could only squeeze into the crowd to buy a sugar painting...

Without further ado, when Gao Jin returned to the front of the mansion, half of the hour of Hai had already passed.

He was carrying a large pile of things wrapped in oil paper. However, after Chen Liqing tasted them, she found them too sweet, too greasy, too oily, too hard, too soft... a total of more than ten kinds, and stuffed them all into Gao Jin's hands.

Seeing that Gao Jin was having a hard time, the doorman stepped forward to help him.

Gao Jin instinctively dodged to the side, the image of Li Yan's sunken face flashing through his mind, and a cold sweat broke out on his body.

"That was close! I almost fell for that crazy woman's honey trap!"

Gao Jin stopped at the door, neither going in nor paying attention to the doorman, but simply standing there lost in thought, an idea flashing through his mind. "I'm here to enjoy myself, not to serve that crazy woman."

Gao Jin pondered for a moment, then had an idea. He looked at the doorman and said, "I'm going to Fan Hua Ju. If anyone asks, just say that."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Fanlou with a pile of things in his arms, determined to sacrifice his reputation and body once again.

Sister Chen, our journey together is long, take care and don't see me off.

Having finally arrived in the Song Dynasty, how can we let ourselves get stuck on one thing?