Chapter 355 — Young Fox Demon
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
" She was quite bold; she blinked and looked at Shen Mu, hoping he would respond. "The Emperor is so casual about it? " Shen Mu shook his head.
"That is not right of them.
How can matters of marriage be treated so lightly?
" Ling Yuxiu glared at him; Shen Mu was baffled.
He rose and went to the Academy Hall. When Pei Wujiu saw him come, he was at last relieved. "Sect Master, take these ox-noses out of my house, and I will be endlessly grateful!
" The Daoist sect's many priests were all lodged with him, and these days they had left him unable to sit or lie at ease. The Daoist sect was the leader of the righteous path, while he was a grand master of the demonic path; he feared at every moment that these ox-noses might slay demons and defend the Dao.
Shen Mu was in no hurry to meet the Daoist masters. He sat down and said with a smile, "What of the Grand Libationer's attainments in the arcane arts?
" Pei Wujiu laughed. "I am, after all, a titan of the demonic path.
How could my attainments in the arcane arts be poor? " "Good!
With Magistrate Gu and the Daoist masters, I can breathe easy again.
" Pei Wujiu's face turned ashen.
"I still have to be with those Daoists? " Shen Mu consoled him: "The Emperor has ordered me to oversee the forging of the Sun-Shooting Divine Cannon — a great gun meant for the gods. The Daoist folk are not without sense; they will not turn on you.
" Pei Wujiu remained restless, feeling that working alongside those old ox-noses was hardly safe — his reputation, after all, stank to high heaven. Shen Mu went to see Daoist Master Lin Xuan, exchanged pleasantries, and said, "Once I have everything arranged, I will have to trouble you all.
Wait for word from me. " "As you say.
" Shen Mu left.
As he passed the Array Prime Hall, it happened that classes were letting out; a dozen or so scholars came out, among them a little girl of seven or eight, lovely as ice and snow, skipping along, while behind her a demon wind carried several books, neatly stacked, not a single one out of place. The little girl was short, yet from behind her rose three long, furry, snow-white tails, swishing this way and that. "Is that Ling'er? But I thought Ling'er could not read. .
. " Shen Mu stopped in his tracks.