Yang Xue took out two taels of silver from her pocket and handed it to Dahu. "That's all I have. I'm quite poor. Remember not to expose us."
"Yes, madam." After the two of them gobbled up the mutton soup, they quickly disappeared into the crowd.
"Sister," Xiaorou said somewhat indignantly, "they weren't so arrogant before. Sister, you seem to have changed recently. You're being too lenient with them."
"Sister is open - minded. Everyone has their own aspirations. Let them go. Their leaving will even save me some silver. Moreover, they helped a lot when we came here." However, she still had to continue on her journey, and those two tiger demons would surely expose their whereabouts.
"Sister is right." Maomao licked the mutton soup in the bowl. "It's good that they left."
Xiaorou didn't say anything more. Although the mutton soup didn't taste good, the rabbit did feel more energetic after eating meat.
"Miss, I wonder if I could share this table with you?" Just then, a somewhat aged voice sounded.
Yang Xue looked up. An old man riding a green ox, wearing a bamboo hat, with a child - like face and crane - like hair, was looking at her kindly with a smile.
"Sure, sir. Please sit wherever you like." She glanced at the nearby tables, which were indeed crowded.
"Miss, I also want to sit here. Make some room." At this time, a young man stopped and came up to Yang Xue in a vulgar manner.
"Hey, such a delicate girl. Your eyes are as alluring as a demon's." As he said this, he reached out to lift her chin. "How about coming with me, young master? From now on, you'll enjoy the best food and drinks."
The shopkeeper was also surprised that his small stall was so popular that people were even fighting for seats.
But when he turned around and saw the young master clearly, he immediately showed a look of disgust.
This lecher would take any pretty girl he met home. Whoever encountered him was unlucky.
He'd better stay far away. It was a small business, and it was better not to provoke such a well - connected playboy.
"Sir, please sit. I have something to deal with." Yang Xue stood up and forcefully pushed away the young master who was smiling like a fox.
"Miss, do as you please." The old man wasn't polite either. He got off the ox, sat directly in the empty seat, and poured himself a bowl of water.
The cat demon wanted to teach this blind - eyed young man a lesson for Yang Xue, but was stopped by Xiaorou.
"Sister can handle it herself." She shook her head, looking like she was looking forward to a good show.
"Hey, this girl is quite feisty. You've got quite a strong hand. I like it, young master." The pushed - away young master staggered but, looking at this charming face, he grabbed her hand, causing the people behind him to laugh.
"Slap!" The next moment, his hand was forcefully slapped away, turning red as if it were about to bleed.
"Ah..." He stomped his feet in pain, covering the back of his hand and shouting, "You're ungrateful. Men! Tie up this unruly bitch and take her back to the mansion for a good lesson."
"Slap! Slap! Slap!" After he finished speaking, Yang Xue directly slapped him several times on the face.
Smiling faintly, she said, "This young master is so arrogant. It's you who are extremely shameless. Let me teach you a lesson on behalf of your father first."
This action made the passers - by clap and cheer, "Good!"
Many people had long been dissatisfied with this rich young master who liked to moleste girls on the street.
It was just that his background was too powerful, and everyone tried to avoid him.
Seeing this scene today, they all shouted that it was great!
"You've gone too far! Beat her, beat her hard!" The young master was furious, jumping up and down in anger.
"Ha!" Yang Xue did a roundhouse kick and directly kicked the man more than ten meters away.
Those who were about to rush up were scared and quickly went to help their young master up. They dragged him away.
"You wait for me!" Although he was kicked so embarrassedly, he still didn't forget to utter wild threats.
Yang Xue patted the hem of her clothes and turned to sit down in her seat.
"Sister, you didn't have to do it yourself. This spoiled brat should be taken care of by Brother Mao." Xiaorou carefully handed her chopsticks. Considering there was an outsider, she didn't say much.
"It's more satisfying to do it myself." She only used 30% of her strength in that kick just now. It wasn't satisfying enough.
If he dared to be arrogant next time when they met, she would just eliminate him for the people.
"Sister is right. It's more satisfying to teach someone a lesson with your own hands." Maomao really wanted to praise sister for being much more magnanimous and calm than before, but he dared not.
He really felt that since meeting the Tang Monk and his disciples, she had completely changed.
With the changes in her clothing, appearance, and behavior, he really suspected that the original Lady Bai was gone.
"Miss has good kung fu. May I ask where you're from?" The gray - haired old man had observed her for a long time and asked this question.
Yang Xue thought this old man was a bit strange. Except for his hair and beard looking like an old man's, his skin and eyes were extremely energetic. He could even pass for a 30 - year - old young man.
He had the air of a hermit master.
His green ox was very docile, lying at his feet dozing.
"My sister is from here." Maomao immediately became vigilant, thinking the old man didn't seem like a good person.
He could keenly sense that this old man was coming for sister.
Before, he had noticed that this ox wasn't an ordinary green ox. Its horn was in the middle; it just looked like one.
It was rumored that the Supreme Lord Laozi rode a green ox, which was actually an ancient auspicious beast.
Although he didn't know who this old man was, demons like them would always be nervous when they met a master.
"I'm just passing by. I see that the miss doesn't seem to be an ordinary mortal woman. You don't seem to belong to the Three Realms. I'm just asking casually. Don't take it to heart."
The old man had ordered a bowl of plain noodles, which were just served. He picked up his chopsticks. "Since we're fated to meet, seeing that the miss has a spiritual root, how about becoming my disciple?"
Yang Xue was originally a bit nervous, but when she heard the words "become my disciple", she was immediately overjoyed.
It seemed that she was quite fated with old men recently. One after another, those who met her were very friendly.
"Then which side are you from, sir? Can you keep me safe?" Yang Xue thought for a while and asked tentatively, "It's said that Buddhism is on the rise, and the Tang Monk is on a pilgrimage to the West with his three disciples. You don't look like a monk, so you shouldn't be from that side, right?"
"Heheh~" The old man couldn't help laughing. He had never heard such an interesting statement.
"Miss is right. I'm indeed not a monk. If we're fated, we'll meet again. When we meet next time, tell me whether you want to be my disciple or not."
He clearly felt that this girl wasn't an ordinary person, but he couldn't see through her true form.
Although her cultivation level was not high, there was a faint glow around her.
Since she didn't say she had a master, it was really rare for her to have cultivated to this level just by her own understanding.
"Sure." Yang Xue roughly guessed that he was a celestial being from the Heavenly Court and probably wouldn't harm her.
At the moment, she didn't know where to go. If she was caught by those from the Western Heaven, she would have no chance to be his disciple.
It would be better to ask him for a divination to figure out where she should go.
"Sir, you must be able to do divination, right? Actually, I'm not from here. I'm passing by and don't know where to go. Could you please give me some advice, sir?"