The First Venerable of the Prosperous Age

"Senior brother, do you think your junior brother is still as foolish as he was back then? You threw the mermaid's eye down yourself. Don't worry, it won't break," Junior Brother Qin mocked from below.

Guai Ba Dao didn't answer, but deliberately leaned close to Fen Lao Shan's ear and whispered something.

After listening, Fen Laoshan nodded in satisfaction, then turned his back to his junior brother Qin below and began to fiddle around haphazardly.

Junior Brother Qin asked suspiciously, "What are you talking about? What do you want to do?"

Guai Badao quickly laughed and said, "It's nothing, please continue." But Fen Laoshan was still fiddling around with his back to him, making him very uneasy.

Junior Brother Qin's eyes flickered slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Hmph, I guess he's just putting on an act for me. Don't worry."

But looking at Fen Laoshan's posture, it was as if he were sawing a rope.

"Impossible, I clearly triggered the trap after I saw them put down their weapons."

But he was still worried and was about to go up and find out what was going on when he was suddenly overwhelmed by a foul stench and felt dizzy.

Junior Brother Qin hurriedly covered his nose, "What...what is this smell? How can it be so stinky!" He followed the smell and saw Lu Xiaosan twitching in the net.

Junior Brother Qin covered his nose and said, "So it's this kid! Kill him first, then go see the two senior brothers."

As he spoke, he pulled a gleaming dagger from his pocket and was about to step forward when suddenly there was a "clang" and a straw boot fell out of the net.

Upon seeing this, Junior Brother Qin's face froze instantly, and he said in a nearly choked voice, "This...this is Senior Brother Fen's...shoes..."

He trembled as he looked up and saw Old Man Pink grinning maliciously as he threw down two pairs of white socks from above...

Junior Brother Qin's face was ashen; his heart was in his throat...

This small hunting lodge was now simultaneously containing two of the most potent poisons in the world.

The extreme sourness of Fenlaoshan and the explosive stench of Lu Xiaosan complemented each other perfectly, instantly filling the entire hunting lodge with a foul odor, creating a legendary and unparalleled stench.

Junior Brother Qin felt as if his left nostril had been shoved into it by Old Man Fen's foot, while his right nostril felt like it had been filled with long-stale excrement.

He felt that the hunting lodge had become a place for corpses to dissolve, and that no living person should stay there.

"Kill him first, just quickly... Ugh...!!" Junior Brother Qin felt a wave of nausea and vomiting. He couldn't hold it in any longer, covered his mouth, and rushed out of the house.

"Hurry while he's gone!" Strange Eight Knives rubbed the edge of the iron gag over the rope repeatedly.

His clumsy manner made the scene inexplicably comical.

Fen Laoshan shouted at Lu Xiaosan, "Old man, how are you?"

Lu Xiaosan was foaming at the mouth and had lost consciousness when he stopped screaming. At this moment, only his body was still trembling.

Fen Laoshan grew increasingly anxious, saying, "You wait here, we'll come and rescue you once we break the rope."

Pink Mountain urged the strange eight-knife beside him, "Hurry up! You good-for-nothing."

Despite the urgency, the strange eight-blade was being sharpened more and more slowly.

Fen Laoshan was puzzled, only to see that Fen Laoshan's eyes were glazed over, and he looked like he was about to faint.

He quickly slapped it, "Hey, hurry up and grind it, what's wrong with you?"

Strange Eight Knives regained some consciousness and began grinding a little faster, while weakly saying, "You two...you two...this is really too impulsive...I've been with you for so long...I thought I was used to it, but who would have thought that today...even I..."

Old Man Fen slapped him on the head again, "Nonsense, everyone's been here for so long... why am I perfectly fine..."

The strange man rubbed the rope with his mouth, his voice barely audible, "Because...because it's dark under the lamp, only the owner of the stinky feet...can't smell the stench..."

Fen Laoshan was momentarily speechless. Having lived with him for so long, he hadn't really smelled his own feet. But now, the strange man with the knife right in front of his feet was in trouble.

Helpless, Fen Laoshan could only call out and urge on, so that Guai Ba Dao could grind the rope with all his might and not faint.

As the rope grew thinner and thinner, the two were about to escape.

Suddenly, a dart outside struck the rope hanging from the roof beam, and Guai Ba Dao and Fen Lao Shan cried out as they landed on the kang bed below.

Before the two in the net could react, Lu Xiaosan also fell down.

"Keep grinding!" Just as the words were spoken, a rope loop flew in from outside the door and landed perfectly on the net between the two of them.

"What is this? Wow!!" The person holding the rope outside pulled hard: "Whoosh—" The two strange pink figures knocked over various tables and chairs along the way and were forcibly dragged outside.

Once outside, they saw that the person who threw the rope was none other than Junior Brother Qin from earlier.

He covered his mouth and nose with a cloth, threw the rope loop back into the house, and forcibly pulled the trembling Lu Xiaosan out.

"Big brother, oh my! What are you doing?" Pink Mountain shouted.

Junior Brother Qin used rope to tie the two of them up several more times, rendering all of the strange Eight-Knife's previous efforts futile.

"You bastard! Have you forgotten how I spanked you back then? Wait till I get out, and I'll show you what I'm made of!" Strange Eight-Knife yelled.

Junior Brother Qin finished his work perfectly, clapped his hands, and was about to speak when he smelled a foul stench.

Junior Brother Qin looked disgusted and thought to himself, "Damn it, I was wearing a cloth and standing in the open outdoors, and I could still smell it so clearly! What kind of monsters are these two? What's even more terrifying is that the one wearing the iron shield is able to stay in the same room with these two guys without any problems!"

"No, it stinks too much!" With that thought, Junior Brother Qin pulled out a burlap sack from somewhere and walked up to Lu Xiaosan.

"Hey! What are you doing! Don't touch my brother!" Pink Mountain shouted.

Ignoring Fen Laoshan's words, Junior Brother Qin pinched his nose with disgust and shoved Lu Xiaosan into the sack, as if afraid that Lu Xiaosan would touch him.

After Qin finished pretending to be Lu Xiaosan, he breathed a sigh of relief, then carried the sack to the two strange men and said with a gloomy face, "Senior brothers, I'll take you to see our junior brothers now. They've really missed you so much!"

"Let's write letters instead of meeting in person," said Fen Laoshan.

Junior Brother Qin sneered, "That's not up to you, Senior Brother, excuse me!"

"What are you doing? I'm warning you, don't touch us!" Strange Eight Blades shouted sternly.

But at this moment, the two were no match for Junior Brother Qin. Seeing that Junior Brother Qin was about to stuff them and Lu Xiaosan into a sack, Strange Eight-Knife was extremely anxious, so he started talking nonsense:

"Don't come here!!"

"Don't come any closer! Oh my god, that's terrifying!"

"Junior brother, please, please let me go! Don't make me stay in the same bag with them, I'll die! Brother Shan! Save me!"

Fen Laoshan yelled, "Why are you begging him? Have some backbone!"

"You're talking nonsense. It's me who's smelling the stench, not you. Ugh..." Before he could finish speaking, all three of them were stuffed into a sack.

Junior Brother Qin wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded with satisfaction.

Then he took out a tinderbox from his pocket, lit it, and threw it into the hunting lodge behind him.

Seeing the raging flames, Junior Brother Qin clapped his hands and laughed, "Burning down the house where the three of you lived is better for everyone. Anyway, you're never coming back!"