Let me Touch your Tail

Chapter 8

Pang Da and Pang Er were from Zhuang'an Village at the foot of the mountain. There was a band of mountain bandits nearby. Early last year, the bandits wanted to marry the village chief's daughter and take her to their lair as their wife. However, the village chief intended to marry his daughter off to a wealthy merchant in town, so he concocted a plan with everyone.

They all agreed to claim that the village chief's daughter had died of illness and sent the only orphaned girl in the village up the mountain as a replacement bride.

However, the orphaned girl was strong-willed, and she hung herself the same day she arrived at the bandits' lair.

The bandits, feeling unlucky, discarded her body in the forest for the wolves to devour.

Rather than calming the bandits' anger, this only brought more trouble to the village. The bandits frequently harassed Zhuang'an Village, and the villagers, unable to endure it, sent Pang Da and Pang Er to negotiate peace.

Unexpectedly, halfway up the mountain, while they were resting, they encountered the vengeful ghost of the girl.

Pang Da knocked his head against the ground repeatedly, his forehead swelling up, and trembled in fear, afraid the ghost would come after him.

Yan Zhao found the scene quite amusing. At the Fuyun Sect, she was always the one making others kneel; this was the first time she encountered someone kneeling before her.

There seemed to be some misunderstanding, but Yan Zhao didn't plan to explain. She picked up another skewer of grilled fish, eating as she asked, "So tell me, who am I and who harmed me?"

She divided half of the fish for the little fox. The fox, having just finished the first half, belatedly realized that all the fish bones Yan Zhao had thrown away were scattered around, with not a single piece left for anyone else.

It felt embarrassed and chose not to speak up.

"Full already?" Yan Zhao clicked her tongue. "You're really easy to feed."

With that, she finished the remaining half of the fish herself.

The little fox: "......"

It had never seen such shamelessness.

The sound of eating continued. Pang Da, who had been lying down in fear, was drenched in cold sweat.

The ghost had liked eating fish when she was alive.

Hearing Yan Zhao's question, Pang Da thought: This girl, having turned into a vengeful spirit, seems to have forgotten her own identity? Isn't this my chance?

Fortunately, Pang Er had been washed away by the river, saving him from the trouble of coordinating stories.

Determined, Pang Da answered decisively, "It was that Black Heaven Bandit, a tyrant who stops at nothing! He harmed your life!"

Yan Zhao tilted her head. "Black Heaven Bandit?"

"Yes! That's right! The Black Heaven Bandit!" Pang Da insisted firmly. "He's the leader of the mountain bandits, infamous for his crimes. He not only robs and assaults people but even dares to rob the government's silver. No one around here can control him!"

"Hmm." Yan Zhao propped up her chin, her eyes brightening. "Did he steal a lot of things?"

Was there a lot of food in that lair?

Pang Da hesitated for a moment but quickly caught on and nodded eagerly. "Yes, yes! Last month, Black Heaven Bandit came down the mountain with his men and emptied our village's grain supplies!"