A Tale of Encounters with Immortals: A Peach Blossom Temple in the Martial World

On a painted boat on the Qinhuai River, two women sat facing each other.

Most of the scenery along the Qinhuai River can be seen from the second-floor deck.

The scene of mist shrouding the cold water and moonlight veiling the sand makes the Qinhuai River look more like an abstract scroll in a landscape painting, a mass that is both condensing and slowly dispersing.

The brushstrokes shifted from dark to light, and the person appeared as if stained with ink.

However, this is a painting with the sound of flowing water and shimmering waves, as well as the clear and melodious laughter of the ladies in the painting as they raise their cups to invite the moon, the endless stream of people on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and the faint cries of vendors reaching the surface of the river.

Since being seduced by Zhang Zhengdao, Bai Mudan has refused to see any guests.

Sometimes, sitting with a close female friend, discussing wine, laughing, and talking about poetry, is a unique experience.

As for the words from her king, Golden Spider Queen, telling her to flee far away and never come out again, to live a peaceful life, she wouldn't listen to a word of them.

How wonderful it is to live in this dazzling world!

Even fairies, especially one like her, cannot live forever, so what's wrong with enjoying life while you can?

A plump old man with two buns was walking along the riverbank, holding a banana leaf fan.

People nearby quickly moved away.

This outfit makes it clear that he's not a respectable person.

Along the riverside street, the old man strolled around as if no one was around, glancing sideways at the painted boats on the Qinhuai River.

He felt that the female demon he had encountered during the day was definitely in a pleasure boat on the Qinhuai River.

However, the demonic aura emanating from her did not seem particularly strong.

But no matter what, they are all demons.

Since she is a demon, she should be suppressed by the gods; this is her destiny.

Then, as I glanced sideways towards the Qinhuai River, my shoulder suddenly slumped, and I bumped into someone.

"Don't you have eyes when you walk?"

The person on the other end cursed.

You can tell it's a woman just by her voice, and a young woman at that.

The fat old man was displeased: "Oh ho, you woman, why are you swearing at me? I bumped into you, and you bumped into me too, so why are you the one swearing at me?"

The woman, holding a sword, tilted her head, glanced at the old man, and snorted.

He gave a very disdainful snort.

The fat old man chuckled twice, and then the two faced off, glaring at each other, neither willing to give in, locked in a fierce confrontation.

"you are not human."

The fat old man said to the woman.

The young woman couldn't help but scoff: "Old man, you're swearing without using profanity? Don't you know how? You're not even human, you're not even a dog."

The fat old man angrily said, "I'm just telling you the truth, and you say I'm swearing?"

The young woman sneered, "I was just telling the truth, and you accused me of swearing. Are you a dog?"

The fat old man was taken aback, then thought for a moment: "I'm not a dog!"

The young woman nodded: "See, you yourself think I'm right. You really aren't even a dog. And you say I'm insulting you? Is that how you insult someone?"

The fat old man realized he'd been tricked and angrily said, "Fine, fine, come on, come with me..."

The woman immediately jumped back two steps, picking up her sword.

"Hey, you old man, you're getting handsy! Someone help! This is indecent assault!"

The woman's voice was loud, and immediately people along the river street turned to look at them.

The scene looks strange!

A strangely dressed, obese old man with a large belly reached out to grab a young woman's hand. The woman looked nervous and started screaming...

Then everyone understood.

"Hey old man, how can you be so shameless!"

A middle-aged, plump woman couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed a handful of rotten vegetable leaves, throwing them at the fat old man.

The fat old man tilted his head, but missed.

Oh ho, you dare to hide?

The plump auntie got excited and shouted, "Everyone, don't let him get away!"

They grabbed a handful of rotten vegetable leaves and threw them over. Someone even threw an egg, but it missed and landed on the ground, emitting a foul stench.

It turned out to be a rotten egg.

At this moment, a yamen runner squeezed in, raised his hand and shouted, "Stop!"

The people were quite afraid of these clerks, so they immediately stopped.

The plump woman immediately embellished the story and told it to the constable.

"It was this fat old man who was harassing this young girl..."

At this point, the young woman immediately began to sob twice, then pointed at the fat old man and said, "It was him! He blocked my way for no reason and tried to grab my hand. I'm a young woman, how can I let someone hold my hand so easily? What about my reputation? If my reputation is ruined and people talk behind my back, how can I live?"

Well, this has now become a matter of life and death.

"Come with me, everyone!"

Without giving a chance to explain, the constable took out a bamboo flute, blew a few notes, and suddenly several constables appeared on the side of the street.

"This old man is harassing a respectable woman in the street, take him away!"

A constable put a chain around the old man's neck and shouted, "You've committed a crime, old man. Come with us!" With that, he pulled on the chain and led the old man away.

"Young lady, come with us to take the witness statement!" the bailiff said to the young woman.

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

The young woman nodded and bowed to the people around her, saying, "Thank you all for your help."

With no more excitement to be seen, the crowd dispersed.

The Qinhuai River remains bustling with people.

The constables carried the fat old man to the yamen. The old man was very obedient along the way and did not say anything about being wronged, so he was a worry-free person.

The woman walked silently behind, without uttering a sound.

Upon arriving at the yamen, the yamen runners decided to report to their superiors first. However, when they dragged the old man into the main hall and ordered him to kneel down, the old man simply ignored them.

The constable who had taken the old man's hand got angry and struck him on the back of the knee with a stick.

There was a loud "thud," as if it had hit something very hard.

He couldn't help but get annoyed and shouted, "Brothers, hold this guy down! I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

Several constables came up and restrained the old man, giving him a special warning: "Don't hurt him, or you'll have trouble explaining to the judges."

The constable said, "That's fine!"

He swung the stick again, this time with more force.

With a dull thud, as if it had struck a very hard object, the impact made his hand go numb, and he almost dropped the water-fire stick.

Everyone gasped in surprise and took several steps back.

At this moment, the legal officer arrived. He was a middle-aged, thin man who looked at the constables and asked, "What's wrong?"

The constable replied, "This old man was harassing a respectable woman in the street. We arrested him, but he refused to kneel down and wait for the magistrate to come and hear the case. So we wanted to teach him a lesson and show him the authority of the yamen. However, this old man has a stubborn leg."

The magistrate frowned, looked at it, and shouted, "Strike again!"

In an attempt to impress the legal officer, the bailiff swung his fire-and-water stick and struck the man.

This time, he used a lot of force, and the recoil was also strong. His hand went numb, and the water-fire stick slipped from his grasp, landing heavily on the ground with a clanging sound.

Look at that old man again!

There was no sign of the old man; what stood in the hall was clearly just a wooden stake. This stake happened to be one of the ones on the fence along the Qinhuai River street.

Everyone was stunned.

The clerk exclaimed, "What a scoundrel! What a sorcerer! I must report this to the authorities and have him arrested immediately, so that he may not cause harm to the people." He then turned to look at the woman.

The woman stood there motionless, stunned.

The clerk thought to himself, "This is bad," and shouted, "Bring that woman here!"

The constable reached out to pull her, but she was no longer a woman; in an instant, she had transformed into a willow tree by the river, with fresh soil still on it.

"Keep this matter strictly confidential and do not spread it outside. I will go and discuss it with the relevant authorities."

After finishing his sentence, the legal officer flicked his sleeves and hurriedly left.

Two sorcerers have appeared in the great city of Jiangning. This is a serious matter. If they cause harm or death in Jiangning, even the governor may be held accountable.

After the judge left, a group of constables stood facing a wooden stake and a willow tree in the main hall, looking at each other in bewilderment.

The fat old man flashed to the other side of the riverbank, a secluded spot where no one else came.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, secretly thinking how clever he had been.

I never expected that woman to be so cunning, actually framing me and almost ruining my lifelong reputation.

But who exactly is this woman?

Just as I was pondering this, a soft, sweet voice suddenly reached my ears.

"Fatty, what are you thinking about?"

The fat old man was taken aback and immediately looked around, but found nothing.

I was immediately shocked and terrified.

If he cannot sense the other person's figure or even their location, then the other person's cultivation level is likely to be higher than his own.

Is there such a powerful person here?

Composing himself, the fat old man said loudly, "Young lady, I was wrong today. I will apologize to you another day."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if someone was right behind him.

It felt as if a chilling, icy aura was hovering at the back of his neck, threatening to decapitate him instantly if he made the slightest move.