Red Strings of Connections

Chapter 31 The Arrival of the Maiden in Village of Snow

At the busy street of Yiling a young child is walking with someone that holding his hand, someone who wears purple cultivator robe, pulling him through the crowded street, while the child is eating a clean meat bun. The child dressed in rugs looks up at the person who gave a gentle smile.

Then the steamy bun fell from his hand, they both halted. The adult stare at the bun on the ground, while child altogether have paused.

'I shouldn't come with him...'

'I'll just ruin his and his sect's life...'

The child pulls back it's hand, take a step back and then sprinted away from the adult. From distance the child could hear the cultivator's voice calling out. Thanks to the crowd, the adult couldn't be able to catch the nimble and agile child.

MDZS Fanfic

Red Strings of Connections

Chapter 31 The Arrival of the Maiden in Village of Snow

A beautiful maiden sitting on the corner of a carriage have open her eyes, revealing a pair of ashen grey orbs, and her black hair were tied into neat single bun, with some loose on her neck down her waist. Light shade of pink rogue on her lips, and light pink eyeshadow. Wearing a white silk robe with pink trims, and flowery details, she looks like a young lady from a rich family, at the same time a humble one.

Inside the carriage were three men, one old grandpa, one adult with muscle and a thin teen.

The adult man has his focus entirely onto the maiden, looking at her from top to bottom, mostly on the middle part. She has small breast, or maybe the robe is only hiding her curves and real size and maybe she actually has bigger breast—the man thought, imagining his hand fondling the soft plump chest. He almost drool if not for his tongue licking his mouth.

She sighs at how obvious this pervert is.

The maiden smells good too, that she bet he could smell her peony perfume. Again, a sigh. Its night, and there's no moon either, it is just a good thing that she has amazing eyesight, that she clearly could see and hear the man's heavy panting.

Disgusting...

Morning came, sunlight has lightened the carriage, inside is the confused old man, worried teen that eyes are going back and forth to his side looking all nervous, the beautiful maiden, and lastly the unmoving but moaning in pain adult perverted man.

What could have happened? During the night, when the man finally lost control or just think it is his chance to pounce on the maiden, did threw himself to her, unfortunately for him, with three stabs of her finger on his acupuncture points leads him into his current predicament.

The disgusted maiden punished him without bathing an eye and in swift movement, that the next thing all men know is someone is moaning in pain, that one of them couldn't move and his muscles gone stiff before he could fulfill his desire.

Thanks to her, their remaining days in the carriage has become peaceful, safe, and quiet; the driver, the old man and the teen learns to ignore the man, and they find this much more pleasant rather than waiting for a bomb to explode any minute.

The carriage stopped in front of a village entrance.

The passengers and the driver bid their farewell to her and warn her to be careful. She nodded and waved her hand, intentionally not lifting what she has done to the man.

Upon the carriage's departure, the maiden narrows her eyes to the village. Right at the first sight, she could tell that their warnings are not half-baked, as just in front of her is a village filled of white color; from the ground to the roofs of the houses, and with her sight goes further she could clearly see the mountain covered in white.