Chapter 8 I don't have breasts

  "Fairy?"

  He saw me looking perplexed and pointed outside: "Why can that old locust tree spirit live there?"

  "Old Locust Tree Spirit?"

  "Boss, isn't this meaningless? With your abilities, can't you see his true identity?"

  "What is his identity?"

  "Oh, spirit of the old locust tree."

  My first impression was that I had run into a neurotic, but after a pause, I thought this conversation was absurd and shook my head, muttering: "There have been too many strange things happening recently!"

  He pulled me over to the side of the door and said loudly, "If it weren't for the Sophora japonica spirit, how could trees be grown in a place like this?"

  As I followed his hand, my eyes nearly popped out: on the empty ground outside the door, three trees had grown up at some point, all of them about one and a half people tall, with dense branches and a thriving scene. Wu Yongsheng sat down under the tree, squinting his eyes, muttering to himself, as if chatting with the three trees, while the trees seemed to understand what he was saying, their leaves swaying gently, looking very pleased.

  "How...is this possible?"

  The handsome guy waved at Old Wu: "Huais brother, may I have a word with you?"

  Old Wu walked over with a smile and said: "You're older than me, I don't dare to be called brother."

  The handsome guy said: "No need to be so precise, I'll ask you something, does our boss really not know your identity?"

  "Oh?" Wu Yongsheng looked at me and said with a smile: "Won't be, his cultivation is stronger than ours!"

  "What cultivation?" I asked in puzzlement.

  Old Wu laughed and said: "Little Dragon brother doesn't have to be modest, although our cultivation is limited, we can also see that you have passed the heavenly tribulation and are ranked among the immortals."

  "I anxiously asked: 'What do you mean? Are we going to film Journey to the West?'"

  Old Wu said: "Let me formally introduce myself, I am an old locust tree outside the Hangu Pass at the end of the Spring and Autumn period. I have already received the essence of heaven and earth, and coincidentally met the Heavenly Master Dao De passing through the pass, who wrote the 'Tao Te Ching' for the guardian of the pass. After listening to his lectures on the classics, I suddenly had an epiphany and was able to transform into a human form. I see that Little Dragon's cultivation is not shallow, so I didn't need to explain it in particular. Please forgive my impertinence, Little Dragon."

  I anxiously jumped up and down on the ground: "Speak in plain language!"

  That handsome guy said, "He's a old locust tree outside the Function Valley Pass. After listening to Lao Dan's 'Tao Te Ching', he became human. He thought you could see it, so he didn't bother telling you."

  I stared blankly at him, one hand secretly reaching down to pinch the base of his thigh, it hurt!

  Old Wu gave a salute to the handsome young man: "I haven't even asked for your esteemed brother's great name, and yet I couldn't see through your background or cultivation method at all. You are truly admirable."

  The handsome man said with a smile: "As for the name, just call me Jin Chengwu. My father is Sanzu Jinguo and my mother is Jinzui Dapeng."

  Old Wu suddenly said: "No wonder I feel that there are several complex auras on your body."

  "Because I'm a mixed-blood, haha!" said Jin Cheng Wu with a smile.

  I coughed and said nonchalantly, "Well, you guys chat, I'm going to head back..." As I spoke, I took big strides towards the door.

  "Where are you going?"

  I took off running and shouted loudly: "Ghost!"

  At this time, Xiao Qian and Gao Xiaowei walked downstairs, and Gao Xiaowei said: "Long Yangyang what are you shouting about?"

  I stopped in my tracks. After all, Gao Xiaowei was still my sister, and I couldn't just abandon her like this. But with Wu Yongsheng and Jin Chengwu standing on either side of me, my legs were trembling so hard that I didn't have the strength to even take a step forward. With tears streaming down my face, I said, "Xiaowei, you really shouldn't have come!" It was indeed a case of jumping out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's lair!

  Jin Chengwu glanced at Xia Qian and smiled slyly at me: "See, she's the ghost..."

  Xiao Qian saw Jin Chengwu, her face slightly changed, and then seeing that we seemed to have something to say, she lightly told Gao Xiaowei: "Little sister, you go back to your room first."

  "Oh." Gao Xiaowei reluctantly agreed to Xiao Qian's words.

  After Gao Xiaowei left, Jin Chengwu smiled at Xiao Qian and said: "Little girl, we've all done self-introductions, now it's your turn."

  Xiao Qian floated down from upstairs, facing the three of us and said "Wan Fu" (a traditional Chinese greeting), then politely said: "I was born in the Qing dynasty during the Jiaqing Emperor's reign. Because my parents insisted on marrying me off to that playboy Wang Qing, I threw myself off a cliff in anger at the age of 17. Afterwards, due to a lingering thought, I wandered around the green mountains and cypress forests every day, and gradually reformed my physical body. It is truly a deep blessing to be able to meet the three of you seniors."

  I fell on my butt...

  "Wu Yongsheng sighed: "What a poor child, at such a young age, he has already experienced the coldness of the world."

  Although I was afraid, I couldn't help but say: "If you calculate it, she's already over 200 years old!"

  Xiao Qian smiled and said: "Although I asked Xiao Long Ge whether you asked me for my 'actual' age or virtual age."

  Jin Chengwu looked at me on the ground and said: "Your little dragon brother seems to still be unaware of our true nature."

  Xiao Qian exclaimed in surprise: "How is it possible? He has clearly passed his heavenly tribulation."

  Jin Cheng Wudao: "I used to think so too, but seeing his performance is almost the same as ordinary humans, did we all misjudge him?"

  Wu Yongsheng said gently: "Little Dragon brother, you're not joking with us, are you?"

  I calmed down on the ground for a while, and suddenly I crawled up and said: "It should be you who is joking with me, right? Tell me, who sent you?"

  Although I've always been failing my politics class, I'm a firm materialist. Suddenly it dawned on me that there's only one possibility - these three people were originally in cahoots with each other, they wanted to cheat me, and their props were: three saplings, a few pieces of gold, as for Little Qian - she just needed to know how to ice-skate... As the son of Big Brother, I'm deeply ashamed of my behavior earlier. The crooked ways of the world are numerous, how could I not have thought of this?

  Wu Yung-sheng smiled and said: "It seems that Little Dragon doesn't believe us."

  Jin Cheng Wudao: "Well, it seems we have no choice but to make fools of ourselves. I'll go first." He looked around the room and suddenly picked up the ashtray from my counter. I warned him cautiously: "What are you going to do?"

  Jin Chengwu smiled slightly, removed the leather glove from his left hand, and held the ashtray in his palm. I watched with my eyes wide open as the ashtray began to change color from where it came into contact with his hand, a golden hue gradually rising from the bottom up, spreading upwards, and within less than half a minute, transformed from a transparent glass into a glittering gold ingot...

  Jin Chengwu held out a golden ashtray in front of me: "Little Dragon brother, want to appraise it?"

  "Acrobatics? Liu Qian's hands are much faster than yours."

  "Hehe." Jin Chengwu didn't make any excuses either. He calmly took off the glove on his right hand and then held the gold ashtray in his right hand.

  As soon as his glove was removed, I felt a wave of heat, and to my astonishment, I saw that his right hand was fiery red like the burning coals in a furnace. The ashtray in the palm of his right hand quickly shriveled up, like plastic being scorched by flames, finally turning into a puddle of molten gold before disappearing completely!

  "There's a saying that true gold isn't afraid of being smelted in fire, but it depends on what kind of fire. The three flavors of true fire won't do!" A fiery red glow illuminated Jin Chengwu's handsome face as he smiled and said this.

  I fell on my butt again...

  Jin Chengwu carefully put on his gloves and said, "Due to my insufficient cultivation, my two hands have always been unable to be hidden. My left hand turns objects into gold, and my right hand is always ablaze with fierce flames. Only this pair of ancient deer skin gloves can cover them up, I'm afraid it's laughable."

  Old Wu chuckled: "Brother Jin is indeed mighty, making one sigh in admiration. I won't lose face now. What I rely on is merely the convenience of my own body, being well-versed in the nature of plants and trees, allowing me to grow various plants without being constrained by the seasons or geographical conditions."

  The two of them looked at Xiaoxian together: "How about you?"

  Xiao Qian blushed and said: "My little ability is not worth mentioning in front of the two seniors, because I have been wandering in the mountains for many years, I learned some simple wind control techniques. Moreover, although I have transformed into a physical body, it is too weak and cannot swallow food, can only sniff its essence to maintain my life. And also, because the time was too short, my physical body has not fully formed." As she spoke, she lifted her skirt and said: "I don't have feet."

  Under her skirt, there was only a pair of white slender legs, and nothing else...

  Then the three of them looked at me together: "And you, Little Dragon?"

  I burst into tears, grasping both sides of my shirt and shaking it as I said: "Don't I have a conscience?"

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  This chapter is a bit short, but it's just right to write up to this point. What exactly is Long Yangyang's identity? Those who guess correctly will definitely be rewarded! Here's a hint: think about the "mix" in mix-and-match. But he's not a demon like He Anyi, nor is he a heavenly candidate like Xiao Qiang.