The Jade Rakshasa is the master of the Mushroom Forest, but everyone in the Mushroom Forest knows that there is actually another more powerful figure standing behind the Jade Rakshasa, Tianxingjian Kuangxiaoyuege. They also know that Laughing Moon Song is the real patron saint of the mushroom forest, so they call Jade Rakshasa their master, but they call Laughing Moon Song their great master.
Of course, here at Jade Rakshasa, she wouldn't mind, after all, it's just a title.
The proprietress of the couple's wine shop is a strong woman, and one can tell at a glance that she is a hard-working woman who supports the family. Moreover, when the fifth line was in the mushroom forest, they also discovered that although Fei Niu and others seemed very arrogant, they were actually very afraid of the boss's wife. After all, her status in the mushroom forest was not low at all. The fifth line also heard that there are always hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the mushroom forest, so the fifth line guessed that he must be some unknown hermit master. Because the fifth line has already discovered from her steps and her conversation with the drunkard that the boss lady is also a practitioner.
On the fifth day today, when I saw the landlady changing into this strong attire, I was immediately more convinced of my guess. I saw the proprietress had changed into ordinary tights, cleaned up her appearance, and tied her hair. Apart from being a little fatter, she could be regarded as a beautiful woman who still had charm.
However, what attracted Fifth Line's attention the most was the seven daggers inserted into her waist. Each dagger was only seven inches long, made of gold, and engraved with dragon scales, emitting a dazzling golden light.
The fifth line knew that the landlady must have a good background, but he didn't know her, nor did he know her weapons.
"Hey! I said Yu, you are also a defeated general under my command, so why are you pretending to be a hero here? You said that we are a group of corrupt people, then you, a fool who was defeated by a group of corrupt people, aren't you even a member of the corrupt group? Are you all not counted?" Seeing that the laughing Yue Ge was injured, and seeing that Yu Qian was very arrogant, the proprietress strode forward, pointed at Yu Qian's nose and scolded.
The proprietress's words immediately caused the people in Mushroom Forest, Dead Wood Hall, and the Three Mountains and Six Caves to shout with excitement, which instantly suppressed the momentum of all the righteous factions in the martial arts world. As soon as she appeared on the stage, her momentum overwhelmed all the martial arts heroes. At this moment, the owner of the couple's wine shop standing behind her suddenly became much smaller.
When Wu Zhizhi first saw the landlady and his wife, she thought they were a perfect match. They were a pair of diligent and honest businessmen. However, it now seems that the owner of the wine shop is not worthy of the proprietress at all, at least in terms of temperament.
Yu Qian looked at the woman. He was a little unfamiliar at first, but when he saw the seven daggers on her waist, his expression suddenly showed panic, and he said in a trembling voice: "Golden scale dagger, you yes……"
Everyone didn't believe that this shrew-like boss lady could actually defeat Yu Qian, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, but they only thought that she was "raising the banner and making tiger skins" and bragging. But seeing that Yu Qian not only knew her, but also didn't dare to refute her, I believed what the landlady said. Yu Qian was really her loser.
"That's right, it's your aunt and me. With your little ability, you still dare to become the leader of the Qingcheng Sect without fear of embarrassment. I don't think you can teach any good disciples, so disband the Qingcheng Sect as soon as possible. Go home and farm by yourself, and don't let other people's children fall by the way." The landlady said reluctantly.
Yu Qian was scolded so badly that he didn't know how to fight back, so he just whispered: "I advise you not to go too far. Don't think that Yu is really afraid of you."
"If you don't have the ability, get out of here as soon as possible. My aunt has bullied me too much. What are you going to do? Don't think that my Rakshasa girl is young and easy to bully, so I just let you slaughter me! Let me tell you, today you injured my eldest master. This matter is not over yet, the dagger in my hand has not seen blood for a long time." At this time, the proprietress did not look like the honest woman of the couple's wine shop, but more like the dominatrix Sun Erniang who ran a black shop.
"Sister Xia, you have to be careful. These people are very despicable. Yue Ge fell into their tricks and was injured." Jade Rakshasa reminded.
The landlady walked up to Jade Rakshasa and Laughing Yue Ge and said, "Sister knows that if these traitors don't use dirty tricks, how could they possibly hurt the great master. They will also bully you young people. Don't worry! Sister will help you stand up."
Jade Rakshasa asked again: "Where's the drunkard uncle?"
"He asked me to bring someone to help you first, and he went to notify the others and ask them all to come here to help us."
Jade Rakshasa also learned from the single soldier that the person who sent the letter was indeed the drunkard uncle, so he had no doubts.
After Sister Xia finished speaking, she asked Kuangxiao Yuege again: "Master, are you okay?"
"It's a small injury. I've adjusted my breath and it's not a problem."
Seeing that Kuangxiao Yuege was okay, the proprietress turned around and asked loudly: "Who hurt the master of my mushroom forest?"
There have long been rumors in the world that anyone who offends Mushroom Forest will die violently, and this is indeed the case. It’s just that everyone didn’t know until now that Kuangxiao Yuege and Jade Rakshasa are the owners of this mushroom forest.
The one who injured Kuangxiao Yuege was Monk Baoli, a young monk with a dragon appearance in Shaolin Temple. However, his spirit had been broken by Huang Jishan using hypnosis. He was still unconscious at this time and could not answer. As for those Shaolin monks, they had already been intimidated by the boss lady's momentum and did not dare to admit it.
Finally, there was someone who was not too concerned about the fuss and shouted loudly in the crowd: "It's the young monk from Shaolin Temple, the young monk with the appearance of dragon, Monk Baoli."
"Who is Monk Baoli? Stand up for me." The proprietress turned around and yelled at the Shaolin monks.
Seeing that the master couldn't avoid it, he had to come out and say: "Bao Li is a disciple of Lao Na. He was injured in a fight with Don Huang of Xiaoyao Sect. He is still unconscious at this time! I hope the female benefactor will forgive me!"
The proprietress looked sideways and saw a young monk lying among the Shaolin monks, so she concluded that what the old monk said was true. However, the proprietress didn't seem to want to give up lightly, and asked Master Wei Jian: "Master Fangzhang, so the monk Baoli is your disciple?"
"Exactly." Master Wei saw the answer truthfully.
"That's just right. The master will repay the apprentice's debt. Look at the sword!"
The landlady didn't wait for Master Wei Jian to answer, she jumped out lightly, and the seven daggers on her waist were faster and had already stabbed Master Wei Jian in the face.
But I saw that the master originally wanted to argue with the landlady in a nice way, but the landlady didn't care. Before he could say a few words, he was already attacking with his sword.
The proprietress's movement was not slow, and she followed closely behind the seven daggers. When she was in front of Master Wei Jian, she suddenly reached out with both hands, grabbed two of the daggers, and moved towards Wei Jian at an extremely fast speed. The master stabbed his chest and lower abdomen.
"What a fast sword!" Before the master could finish his praise, the landlady's dagger had already stabbed him in the chest.
Seeing that the master was helpless, he had to use Shaolin boxing to resist the boss lady's dagger attack.
