Chapter 86: The Taoist Gives Out Candy (A Long Chapter Asking for Monthly Votes)

With the addition of Chen Shisan, who had iron hands, the remaining pine nuts were shelled in no time.

Like peeled peanuts, they filled a large platter to the brim.

Pine kernels can be eaten raw or roasted, so Chen Shisan and Li Wanyin pinched a few to taste. They were pleasantly surprised: the flavor was excellent, with a rich oily aroma and a delicate texture. The nutty taste, mingled with mellow fragrance and a faint sweetness, gave pine kernels a distinctive depth of flavor.

Although Fat Ink did not help shell the pine nuts,

She had only met Sik Hanjue two or three times at most. Did he really think that one night together made them close?

It was said that, in order to learn the true state of a tavern’s business, tax office clerks would change into plain clothes and take turns squatting in wait outside the door for a full month.

Ye Xingchen remained in that void for an unknown length of time before finally digesting some of the inherited power.

In order to effectively stop local cover-ups, fraud, and similar misconduct, she often had to inspect the system’s surveillance, so worn out her head felt ready to split.

Second, there was Fu Tianji. She had far too many questions in her heart. Asking the man himself might yield nothing, but thinking of his two meetings with Rong Fengheng, she guessed they must have had a good relationship. So she decided to ask Rong Fengheng about it.

Nie Wan wore a begonia-colored coat and stood with her back to her, asking a stall owner selling blessing slips a question, her tone sounding anxious.

The imperial guards shouted these words to reassure the refugees, and their restlessness turned to excitement.

Now that they had found the figure, all was well. Wangquan had the ghost ravens first disrupt the archer’s attacks, then summoned the Ghost Lady to work with the ravens and finish him off.

And if the judgment succeeded, then perhaps by some sudden inspiration, the fist that had once missed by a great margin could strike home with ease.

Sensing her movement, the cat demon immediately crouched low and made as if to pounce, but the scent of silver vine berries, driven upward by the heat above the brazier, drifted over in wave after wave. It was an intoxicating fragrance, enough to make it almost drunk with delight. Unable to resist, it sniffed once, then again, and closed its eyes in bliss.

Su Jin had intended to ask why he would not let her draw close to them, but seeing Yan Shu’s manner, she knew he would never say, so she simply fell silent.

"Damn it. The bamboo shafts won’t pierce the armor. You, get down there and bring me up a bundle of iron-tipped arrows," Qiu Dabao cursed.

The dead were gone; the living still had to summon their strength. In the days that followed, at Chu Yun’s request, Galon did not unify the continent. The surviving imperial household of the Apa Satter Empire returned once more to their old homeland and began rebuilding.

She had meant to refuse, but Granny Huang spoke with such determination, and since she would not go onstage until the wedding banquet that evening, she happened to be free for the moment. Zi Yu agreed and went along. Besides, Tang Yu was one of the managers responsible for the troupe performing at this wedding banquet, and Zi Yu thought it would be good to see him again in advance.

Xue Lengyu came out of the Duke Mu’s residence with a smile, boarded her carriage, and lifted the curtain to watch the crowds passing by outside, her mood rare and light.

After those words, the mountaintop, where thousands had gathered around her, fell utterly silent. From all around the peak, more and more people were still climbing upward.

Autumn Wind naturally noticed this as well and nodded to me. What we can do now is only wait for the appearance of that Bai Yuee, but we still have matters at hand. Who knows when that Bai Yuee will appear again? The only thing to do is to provoke her a little and force her to show herself ahead of time.

Qin Wuyang was not without money, yet he could not take it out to help the Ning family. He had to ensure that Ning Caichen had no money to stay in an inn and would spend the night at the Orchid House Temple.

Xiao Yue let out a long breath and put the phoenix feather into his spatial ring. Yun Rumeng still stared dazedly at the magic sigil in her palm, hoping to make sense of it.

With a sly smile that suggested he was up to something, Li Yan skewered the jellyfish meat with a branch, placed it over the fire, and began to roast it.

Chen Yuan looked utterly dumbfounded. What the hell? That fox demon was, after all, a foundation-building monster with a human soul akin to Zhong Kui’s, able to trade blows back and forth with him. And yet after only a short time in District D, it had already been dealt with so thoroughly?