sbdcsierra Chapter 206 My Wife is Passionate
Chapter 206 My Wife is Passionate
Lin Qianxiu dismissed everything the old Taoist priest said, but when he mentioned "romantic luck," even Lin Qianxiu, who didn't believe him, was moved.
As long as she was with Luo Sifan, she suffered a lot of stimulation, so how could she possibly be calm?
Lin Qianxiu's expression changed, and she turned and left.
The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, staring blankly at the backs of Lin Qianxiu and Luo Sifan, one in front of the other, his expression turning even worse.
The moment he calculated Luo Sifan's luck in love, he had a feeling that bloodshed was imminent.
I had expected the blame to fall on Lin Qianxiu, who was jealous and vindictive, but to my surprise, she walked away dismissively.
His sense of impending doom only intensified.
The old Taoist priest looked up at the sky, a chill ran down his spine, and he muttered:
"Whom have I offended? Can a mere mention of 'romantic luck' possibly incur the wrath of Heaven?"
The old Taoist priest, feeling restless, simply abandoned his stall, jumped up, and headed straight for Luo Sifan and his companion.
At the grand market in Fushan City, the main street was bustling with pedestrians and lined with stalls.
Luo Sifan clutched Lin Qianxiu's sleeve, following behind in a disheveled state.
"My wife, don't listen to that old Taoist's nonsense. I am a man of pure character, I don't touch a single leaf!"
Luo Sifan's words and actions in the illusion were all in accordance with the rules, making it difficult for anyone to suspect anything.
Lin Qianxiu gritted her teeth silently, knowing full well that Luo Sifan was putting on an act and showed no gratitude whatsoever, which only made her angrier.
The woman was beautiful and the man handsome—a rare sight indeed. No matter how crowded the streets were, pedestrians consciously made way for them, watching this spectacular "wife-chasing crematorium" performance with exclamations of wonder.
"Make way! Make way! This Taoist priest has urgent business!"
The old Taoist priest followed the trail, thus avoiding much of the trouble of squeezing forward in the crowd.
Lin Qianxiu hurried through the streets and alleys until she stopped at a certain place.
Luo Sifan thought she had finally calmed down, so he stood close to her, wanting to say something conciliatory. Lin Qianxiu looked up at the shop in front of her and sneered.
Luo Sifan followed her gaze; the shop sign was brightly lit:
Zhiyifang.
"Wife, you have plenty of clothes. These coarse country clothes are not to your liking!"
Luo Sifan immediately realized something was wrong and tried his best to dissuade Lin Qianxiu.
Lin Qianxiu stepped inside, tossing a sentence at Luo Sifan:
"Any woman worthy of your good fortune is not a common beauty. In this small place like Fushan, only the lady from Zhiyifang can catch your eye!"
Luo Sifan sighed softly, straightened his clothes, and strode forward with his head held high.
He was quite willing to try the old Taoist's suggestion, as it might just be the opening to the illusion.
Zhiyifang is considered the most upscale clothing store in Fushan, and even on market days, the store is not crowded.
Lin Qianxiu glanced at the list and quickly spotted the famous shopkeeper's wife.
She was dressed in a simple white dress, her black hair half-fallen, her face as white as snow, her eyes filled with shyness and resentment. With a graceful demeanor, she twisted the alluring curves of her thin dress, introducing business to two male cultivators who were grinning from ear to ear.
Although the dress was plain in color, the material was extremely thin and drapey, subtly revealing the curves of the shopkeeper's wife—both the curves she should and shouldn't see—as she gently swayed her waist.
Luo Sifan coughed dryly, too embarrassed to speak under Lin Qianxiu's shocked and disdainful gaze.
"Is this the unforgettable beauty you've seen at first glance?"
Lin Qianxiu took the initiative to come over and teased Luo Sifan mercilessly, her eyes filled with a dangerous glint.
Luo Sifan touched his nose and told the truth:
"It has a wild charm amidst its gaudiness, and cannot be appreciated lightly upon closer examination."
Lin Qianxiu lightly stroked her sleeve, pinched Luo Sifan's thigh hard, and spat out a tiny, almost imperceptible sound:
"You dare to even touch her? You wouldn't even be allowed to be her partner!"
Luo Sifan endured the pain without speaking, realizing that he had said the wrong thing again.
Having been the manager of Zhiyifang for many years, the woman was shrewd and perceptive. When she caught sight of the two men out of the corner of her eye, she was already secretly alarmed. She quickly dealt with the two male cultivators and, while trying to gauge the expressions of Luo Sifan and the other man, she tiptoed over.
Lin Qianxiu smiled gently, showing no sign of disgust, which emboldened the shopkeeper's wife.
"This lady is as beautiful as a celestial being. How did she end up in my humble shop today? I am truly fortunate!"
The shopkeeper's wife's eyes lit up as she greeted Lin Qianxiu with a slight bow, completely ignoring Luo Sifan.
Lin Qianxiu's eyes were filled with a smile:
“You’re too kind, young lady. I’m not married yet, so you’re mistaken. Today, my brother and I were visiting relatives and passed through your area. We happened to be there during a market day, and of all the places we visited, only your Zhiyi Shop was worth a look. But as we entered, we discovered that you have such a wonderful person as the shopkeeper.”
The shopkeeper's wife then realized with a start that Luo Sifan was still beside her. After a fleeting glance, she shyly covered her chest with her hands.
"Qiao Niang's eyesight is poor. If I have offended you, please do not blame me! I have been a widow for many years and have been taking care of this Zhiyi Shop on my own, supporting my husband's family of more than ten people. I have to step forward to deal with people and display the clothes in the shop. You are a lady of a good family. How could you possibly be interested in such gaudy clothes? Please wait a moment, I will change into some more elegant clothes and then discuss it with you both!"
After saying this, the shopkeeper's wife gently covered her mouth with her hand, bowed again, and then retreated into the back room, feeling extremely shy.
Lin Qianxiu walked with her hands behind her back, leisurely strolling around the shop.
Luo Sifan followed closely behind Lin Qianxiu, whispering:
"Sister, your acting skills are much better than your brother's. Why go through all this trouble?"
Lin Qianxiu's gaze swept lightly over the remaining people in the shop:
“My dear brother, this shop is the most suspicious place. If I don’t push things along and cultivate your romantic prospects, how will I be able to find an opportunity to uncover the key to this matter?”
The two whispered to each other, yet deliberately kept their distance, much like a brother and sister browsing ready-made clothes in a shop.
Even so, it couldn't stop certain people in the shop from eyeing the two of them with strange looks in their eyes.
One of the two male cultivators was one of them, possessing extraordinary aura and dressed in eye-catching attire.
Behind the counter, a man in blue also glanced at the two of them from time to time, his expression somewhat intriguing.
Lin Qianxiu turned into a corner of the shop, turned her back to everyone, and blocked Luo Sifan's view as well.
"My dear brother, do you see anyone who seems unusual?"
Luo Sifan replied without hesitation:
"First, we need to eliminate those two male cultivators. As for the young man behind the counter, his cultivation is not shallow, and his agitated emotions coupled with his forced restraint make him the most suspicious!"
Lin Qianxiu asked, puzzled:
"How can those two male cultivators not be suspicious? Their cultivation levels are no lower than mine, and their hostility is obvious."
Luo Sifan's expression changed slightly:
“Sister, these two must be participants from another region. It’s hard to say for sure right now, but I’m willing to bet on them! They are ninety percent likely to be participants from the Danta Federation.”
Seeing his resolute expression, Lin Qianxiu had no choice but to accept Luo Sifan's version of events for the time being.
As soon as the two finished their discussion, the proprietress of Zhiyi Shop changed into a long, flowing dress with dark floral patterns, her hair neatly combed and tied up, and appeared in the shop's passageway.
She lightly tugged at the hem of her skirt, revealing the tips of her shoes, and stepped across the threshold as if a gentle breeze were blowing across lotus leaves. She looked directly at Luo Sifan and the other person, her porcelain-white face charming and dignified, without a trace of shyness.
Lin Qianxiu was stunned by her disguised wife, and chuckled in surprise. She turned her head and whispered something to Luo Sifan:
“My dear brother, if you were to have a meal with such a wife, I could still bear it.”