Chapter 106 Chapter 111

  Kulian monk recited a Buddha's name and walked into the stone room. The shopkeeper hurriedly stood up to respond, smiling: "Kulian monk, you must have passed the test!"

  Ku Deng and the monk walked two steps forward, took out two tokens from his bosom, handed them to the shopkeeper, and said: "The little monk has two tokens in his hand, which should be enough to pass."

  The shopkeeper picked up the sign and looked at it, exclaiming: "This is the eighth sign of San Qi Feng and the seventeenth sign of Zhao Shun Cai. Suffering Lamp Monk, where is your sign?"

  Kulang monk said: "Amitabha Buddha, my token was lost when I competed with others."

  The shopkeeper asked in surprise: "Did you lose?"

  Ku Deng said: "That's right, I lost to the eleventh Fire Xiao Xie."

  The shopkeeper was stunned for half a day, suddenly unable to figure out what was going on, and couldn't connect the conversation. He could only say: "Suffering Lamp Monk, you passed the test. But your number plate is gone, please choose one from these two number plates and take good care of it."

  Ku Deng nodded and took the seventeenth number plate from the shopkeeper's hand, putting it in his bosom.

  The shopkeeper called out: "Shop Xiao Wu, send Monk Kudeng back to his room to rest."

  The little monk hurried over and respectfully invited Kuang Daliang and the abbot to leave the stone chamber.

  The shopkeeper sat in a rattan chair, unable to think of an explanation, and couldn't help but sigh: "This time is really strange. Jia Dingyue brought back the token of Huo Xiaoxie, while Kulei and Shang lost their own tokens to Huo Xiaoxie. Among the eighteen people, Kulei and Shang should be one of the strongest, how could they lose? Is this Huo Xiaoxie incredibly talented? No way!"

  The shopkeeper pondered for half a day, and suddenly slapped the armrest of the rattan chair, instructing: "Shop Xiao Er, it's about time, go ring the bell and tell the people in the cave about the current situation of passing the test."

  The little shopkeeper was just about to leave when a fat man rushed out of the street corner and into the stone room, only stopping when he reached it. Panting heavily, he said: "I'm back! I have two tokens, I passed the test!" This person was none other than the thirteenth Fat Good Taste who had fought with the fat chef in the main hall of Qingyun Inn at the beginning.

  Pang Hao Wei was extremely nervous, swallowing hard and supporting his knees, constantly looking back at the entrance to see if anyone was chasing out. After finally adjusting his breath, he took out two number plates from his pocket and handed them to the shopkeeper, which were his own 13th and 10th Jingzhou sharp ear number plates.

  "Fortunately, fortunately, almost done for! That woman was too fierce, luckily the smoking man came over, huffing and puffing..."

  The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Good taste, you passed!"

  Several people made their own arrangements, which will not be mentioned here.

  After Huo Xiaoyao and Kuet Teng separated, they quietly hid in a corner to observe the outside movement. They saw A-Tim and a small man coming out from one side, jumping up and down, chasing each other. The small man was recognized by Huo Xiaoyao as the 15th Little Treasure, wearing the same clothes as himself, which were placed in the room of Qingyun Inn. These two people chased each other very strangely, sometimes Little Treasure chasing A-Tim, sometimes A-Tim chasing Little Treasure, don't know what rules they were following.

  Ati Mu and Xiao Bao were chasing each other happily, when suddenly they heard "Dong Dong Dong" three loud gongs, which scared them into a brief pause, but they still didn't stop running, continuing to sprint around the small square without going far.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, time is running out! Hurry up! I now announce the current situation of passing through: First to pass through is Zheng Zenda with two number plates! Second to pass through is Jia Dingyi with two number plates! Third to pass through is Wang Xiaoxian, also known as 'Sick Jar', with two number plates! Fourth to pass through is Liang Ba with two number plates! Fifth to pass through is Ku Denghe Shang with two number plates! Sixth to pass through is Sichuan Pang Hao Wei with two number plates! Two have given up: Zhuo Wang Nujiang has no number plate, and Yanzi Gou Zhang Jian had one number plate but it was thrown back into the cave. Please hurry up, ladies and gentlemen!" This was repeated twice.

  Atim listened and announced, stood up suddenly, turned around and shouted at Xiao Bao: "I won't compete with you! Ah la ah!"

  The little rascal didn't dare to move forward, stopped in his tracks, and said angrily: "You can't cheat! You stole my license plate, give it back to me!"

  "Ah, ah, ah, little kid, you didn't hide your trump card well, and I found it! Who can you blame? Ah, lah, oh, little kid, chasing after you has exhausted me! I won't play with you anymore, I'm just being stubborn, what can you do about it? Ah, ah, ah!"

  The little rascal puffed out his chest and said: "You stinky beard, if you don't compete with us, we'll fight!"

  "Ooh la la! You little brat, I love fighting the most! Let me see how you, this little chick, will fight!"

  Little Rascal let out a hum and said, "You'll regret this!" He jumped back a few steps, came to a brazier, rolled up his sleeves, inserted both hands into the brazier, stirred it around, and pulled them out. Little Rascal's two hands were ablaze with flames as he loudly laughed, saying, "Stinky beard! Watch me burn you to death!"

  Atimu stared at Xiao Bao in surprise and shouted: "Little doll, what kind of magic are you playing!"

  "None of your business! Stinky beard, I'll burn one of your horse faces first and then we'll talk! See if you still don't return mine!"

  "Little brat, you're so young and yet you dare to talk big! Let me show you the power of Atimuda!" Ah ha!

  Atim pulled out two objects from his waist, put them on his hands, and they turned out to be a pair of strange scissors with curved hooks. Atim snapped the scissors open and shut a few times, pointing at Xiao Bao with the tip of the scissors: "Little baby, it's still not too late to regret! Ah oh!"

  Mischievous little treasure laughed: "Stinky whiskers is actually a lousy tailor! Haha! Who's afraid of you, come on!"

  Ati Mu yelled loudly, holding scissors and rushing towards Xiao Bao. Xiao Bao didn't dodge, and with a flick of his hand, a thumb-sized fireball flew rapidly towards Ati Mu's face. Ati Mu charged forward to meet the fireball, hastily using the scissors to block it. However, as soon as the scissors touched the fireball, there was a loud explosion, and sparks splashed everywhere. Ati Mu's face was blackened by the blast, his beard singed, and he leapt back with a loud roar, frantically patting out the flames on his body.

  Huǒ Xiǎo Xié looked at the mischievous little treasure and thought of the Red Little Clown who had died in the stone cave, his face was also as if smoked by fire. Could it be that the mischievous little treasure had taken away the Red Little Clown's token and killed him? But this mischievous little treasure looked younger than himself by one or two years, how could he have been so ruthless to kill the Red Little Clown?

  Xiao Bao looked at Atimud's gestures and burst out laughing: "Stinky beard, how's the taste of my fireball? Watch me burn your face to a crisp!" Both hands rose, and somehow several more fireballs appeared in his hands, all thrown at Atimud.

  Atimuda dodged and weaved, but couldn't withstand the fireballs that exploded in mid-air before reaching him. He was left disheveled, with his clothes set ablaze everywhere. "Sorcery! Sorcery!" Atimuda yelled, as he took off running with flames all over his body.

  Mischievous Little Treasure laughed and said, "I have plenty here! You can't escape!" He chased after him tightly, while chasing, he tilted his head to one side, as if holding something in his mouth, spitting it into his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, three or four fireballs flew out.

  Atimuo fled desperately, with fireballs constantly exploding beside him, and it seemed that he could not escape the little treasure's fire attack.

  The little rascal shouted loudly: "You stinky beard, see how you escape!"

  Little Rascal was laughing happily, when suddenly he heard a giggle and looked up to see a pair of white thighs passing over his head, with the spring scenery under her skirt fully exposed. Little Rascal didn't know why, but his eyes were dazed as he stared at the woman's thighs, his feet stopping in their tracks as his gaze followed her legs.

  The flower girl fell beside Xiao Bao and giggled: "Little treasure, does it look good?"

  The little rascal stood still, his face contorted in agony, unable to move or speak, staring blankly at the flower girl, looking extremely uncomfortable, yet unable to utter a word, and the flames on his hands slowly died out.

  The flower girl took a step forward, pulled out a token from Xiao Bao's arms and said in a soft voice: "Xiao Baobei, you've seen things you shouldn't have, this token is compensation for me. Xiao Baobei, I've had my eye on you for a long time, but unfortunately, I couldn't find you. Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so good at playing with fire, hehehe, sister really likes you." The flower girl stroked Xiao Bao's face, leaned in close and blew gently into his ear, causing Xiao Bao's body to go limp and kneel down on the ground.