Chapter 43
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Instead of pulling his robe off, Nuwa harshly pushed the wound face as he thumpy fell on the ground. Even though his body was half paralyzed; the wound face still grimaced on the sudden pain. Howbeit, he grinned in the next moment in the satisfaction, thinking that his subordinates would surely take revenge on his behalf if they learned how this demoness treated him.
Nuwa got annoyed as hell on the wound face's stupid grins. Over and over, this guy was challenging the limit of her patience. Nuwa didn't want to endure his creepy thoughts anymore, she wanted to punish him, badly.
'Ah! Wait!'
'Punishment! Humm...'
Nuwa's eyes suddenly lit in joy as a new idea came across to her mind.
"Tsk! Tsk! You've challenged the wrong person. This lady will show you what it feels like being humiliated. Humph!"
Nuwa scornfully looked at the bandit. There was an evil grin on her always expressionless face.
Nuwa then took out 'the legendary sh*t pouch' or whatever from the box in her hand. Her grin immediately bid farewell as her beautiful face was turning pale to green to blue in extreme disgust, Nuwa dared not to breathe.
Shutting her eyes, she moved her head farthest as possible from her hands that were holding the disgusting 'sh*t pouch' and slowly opened the small pouch. Inside was violet-greenish powder.
Nuwa threw the powder as it blew by the spring breeze.
Even though the 'Sh*t smell' was dangerous and Nuwa had no doubt about its ability, she badly wanted an instant result now. She was actually very scared. After Nuwa examined that the pouch was empty, she threw it and cleaned her hands with the bandit's robe. Sigh! There was no helping on it there was no water and she didn't want to spoil her wedding gown. Nuwa wondered when she could finally use her hands and how long it might take the smell to go.
Nuwa then readjusted her disheveled dress and left the forest without turning her head to see the wound face's awkward expression.
*****
Nuwa breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her guess was right, three bandits were walking close to the forest. She was glad that she didn't follow her original plan or else they might have already caught her.
The scary face returned with two people. He was furrowing his brows and calling his companion, wound face's name.
"Chen Mian! Where are you?"
'Oh! So the wound face's name is Chen Mian! Whatever...' Nuwa sneered inwardly as she silently stood behind the scary face like a kitten, as a result, none of the bandits sensed her presence. One of the wound face's companions joked,
"I think that guy is making out with the rich woman."
"What are you talking about! Chen Mian isn't that type of a person." Replied the other one.
"Heh! Who knows..." Winked the first one.
"Shut up!" Roared the scary face.
Nuwa fumed with anger when balling her fists, her sharp nails were digging into her flesh. Nuwa didn't care about the pain, all she felt was extremely humiliated.
Taking a deep breath, Nuwa loudly coughed so that the three bandits could hear. Actually, Nuwa was silently declaring her presence to others, also that she was listening to whatever they were discussing.
All the bandits shifted their gaze. The scary face furrowed his brows when the other two was sneaking at her. Their eyes were shining with curiosity, humor, and lust.
Nuwa shuddered at their intense glares as she said with a soft voice,
"UNCLE said he has a stomachache so he needs some time alone."
Nuwa was deliberately calling the wound face uncle; her voice was kinda loud than usual when she was calling the wound face uncle because she wanted others not to misunderstand her and stop saying such nasty things behind her back.
"Pfttt..."
"Uncle...!!!"
"Hahahaha...."
The other two bandits laughed their lungs out as if they heard the biggest joke of their lives. Their eyes became watery on waves of laughter.
The scary face looked at Nuwa's pitiful silhouette, he felt embarrassed that his subordinates were slandering a small lady who was fidgeting in the corner when lowering her head.
'She must be crying.' The scary face thought as he sighed in guilt. Then he rolled his eyes at his subordinate duo's and roared,
"SHUT THE HELL UP! SCUMS!!!"
The scary face then looked at Nuwa and respectably said, "Don't mind their words. Let's go, miss."
Nuwa nodded in response. She was surprised at his behavior since it was the first time that he ever spoke so politely to her. The scary face was gesturing her way out so she followed him.
The duo's behind flinched like beaten dogs on their group leader's sudden outburst and stopped joking around. They didn't want to anger their group leader so they followed him silently.
The small entourage finally started walking slowly though, Buddha finally listened to Nuwa's grievance heart as they rooted on the spot like wood blocks.
The beautiful spring's winds finally blew...
The bandits smelled something on the springs fresh air. Stopping their movements, the trio sniffed like dogs to understand what was it. The scent was really strange and unavoidable.
The next moment, three bandits almost vomited blood. They realized what was it since the odor hit them so hard that some unknown senses also woke up with their five senses.
"This smell! It's the smell of 'sh*t'!!!"
"Yuck! What the f*ck!"
"Argh! So disgusting! I don't wanna breathe anymore."
"Who did such a disgusting thing? I wanna kill that person, NOW!"
The three screamed like lunatics when tightly holding their noses. The odor smelt so horrible, they felt like vomiting their intestines out. Suddenly one screamed,
"I think it's Chen Mian. It must be that bastard's misdeeds."
"Yes yes, you are right. He left because he has a stomachache."
"He is sh*tting somewhere..."
To confirm their doubts, the three pairs of eyes looked at Nuwa.
Nuwa laughed silently as she thought that the pouch was finally working.
Getting no response from Nuwa, the bandits thought she might be embarrassed about such indecent questions. She was from a rich family after all. They accepted her silence as an agreement when in reality Nuwa as immersed in her own world.
"That son of a b*tch! I'm gonna kill him."
"What the f*ck did he eat today!"
"Eh! We eat the same thing!"
"Shut up. He must eat sh*t today. I'll NEVER give him any food."
"The smell is so horrible... I feel like vomiting."
Nuwa snapped back to reality on the bandit's group unstoppable howling. They were cursing the wound face as if he was their lifelong enemy.
Nuwa grinned in extreme satisfaction.
Because she finally took revenge on the wound face.
[Note: Unedited chapter.]
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Instead of pulling his robe off, Nuwa harshly pushed the wound face as he thumpy fell on the ground. Even though his body was half paralyzed; the wound face still grimaced on the sudden pain. Howbeit, he grinned in the next moment in the satisfaction, thinking that his subordinates would surely take revenge on his behalf if they learned how this demoness treated him.
Nuwa got annoyed as hell on the wound face's stupid grins. Over and over, this guy was challenging the limit of her patience. Nuwa didn't want to endure his creepy thoughts anymore, she wanted to punish him, badly.
'Ah! Wait!'
'Punishment! Humm...'
Nuwa's eyes suddenly lit in joy as a new idea came across to her mind.
"Tsk! Tsk! You've challenged the wrong person. This lady will show you what it feels like being humiliated. Humph!"
Nuwa scornfully looked at the bandit. There was an evil grin on her always expressionless face.
Nuwa then took out 'the legendary sh*t pouch' or whatever from the box in her hand. Her grin immediately bid farewell as her beautiful face was turning pale to green to blue in extreme disgust, Nuwa dared not to breathe.
Shutting her eyes, she moved her head farthest as possible from her hands that were holding the disgusting 'sh*t pouch' and slowly opened the small pouch. Inside was violet-greenish powder.
Nuwa threw the powder as it blew by the spring breeze.
Even though the 'Sh*t smell' was dangerous and Nuwa had no doubt about its ability, she badly wanted an instant result now. She was actually very scared. After Nuwa examined that the pouch was empty, she threw it and cleaned her hands with the bandit's robe. Sigh! There was no helping on it there was no water and she didn't want to spoil her wedding gown. Nuwa wondered when she could finally use her hands and how long it might take the smell to go.
Nuwa then readjusted her disheveled dress and left the forest without turning her head to see the wound face's awkward expression.
*****
Nuwa breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her guess was right, three bandits were walking close to the forest. She was glad that she didn't follow her original plan or else they might have already caught her.
The scary face returned with two people. He was furrowing his brows and calling his companion, wound face's name.
"Chen Mian! Where are you?"
'Oh! So the wound face's name is Chen Mian! Whatever...' Nuwa sneered inwardly as she silently stood behind the scary face like a kitten, as a result, none of the bandits sensed her presence. One of the wound face's companions joked,
"I think that guy is making out with the rich woman."
"What are you talking about! Chen Mian isn't that type of a person." Replied the other one.
"Heh! Who knows..." Winked the first one.
"Shut up!" Roared the scary face.
Nuwa fumed with anger when balling her fists, her sharp nails were digging into her flesh. Nuwa didn't care about the pain, all she felt was extremely humiliated.
Taking a deep breath, Nuwa loudly coughed so that the three bandits could hear. Actually, Nuwa was silently declaring her presence to others, also that she was listening to whatever they were discussing.
All the bandits shifted their gaze. The scary face furrowed his brows when the other two was sneaking at her. Their eyes were shining with curiosity, humor, and lust.
Nuwa shuddered at their intense glares as she said with a soft voice,
"UNCLE said he has a stomachache so he needs some time alone."
Nuwa was deliberately calling the wound face uncle; her voice was kinda loud than usual when she was calling the wound face uncle because she wanted others not to misunderstand her and stop saying such nasty things behind her back.
"Pfttt..."
"Uncle...!!!"
"Hahahaha...."
The other two bandits laughed their lungs out as if they heard the biggest joke of their lives. Their eyes became watery on waves of laughter.
The scary face looked at Nuwa's pitiful silhouette, he felt embarrassed that his subordinates were slandering a small lady who was fidgeting in the corner when lowering her head.
'She must be crying.' The scary face thought as he sighed in guilt. Then he rolled his eyes at his subordinate duo's and roared,
"SHUT THE HELL UP! SCUMS!!!"
The scary face then looked at Nuwa and respectably said, "Don't mind their words. Let's go, miss."
Nuwa nodded in response. She was surprised at his behavior since it was the first time that he ever spoke so politely to her. The scary face was gesturing her way out so she followed him.
The duo's behind flinched like beaten dogs on their group leader's sudden outburst and stopped joking around. They didn't want to anger their group leader so they followed him silently.
The small entourage finally started walking slowly though, Buddha finally listened to Nuwa's grievance heart as they rooted on the spot like wood blocks.
The beautiful spring's winds finally blew...
The bandits smelled something on the springs fresh air. Stopping their movements, the trio sniffed like dogs to understand what was it. The scent was really strange and unavoidable.
The next moment, three bandits almost vomited blood. They realized what was it since the odor hit them so hard that some unknown senses also woke up with their five senses.
"This smell! It's the smell of 'sh*t'!!!"
"Yuck! What the f*ck!"
"Argh! So disgusting! I don't wanna breathe anymore."
"Who did such a disgusting thing? I wanna kill that person, NOW!"
The three screamed like lunatics when tightly holding their noses. The odor smelt so horrible, they felt like vomiting their intestines out. Suddenly one screamed,
"I think it's Chen Mian. It must be that bastard's misdeeds."
"Yes yes, you are right. He left because he has a stomachache."
"He is sh*tting somewhere..."
To confirm their doubts, the three pairs of eyes looked at Nuwa.
Nuwa laughed silently as she thought that the pouch was finally working.
Getting no response from Nuwa, the bandits thought she might be embarrassed about such indecent questions. She was from a rich family after all. They accepted her silence as an agreement when in reality Nuwa as immersed in her own world.
"That son of a b*tch! I'm gonna kill him."
"What the f*ck did he eat today!"
"Eh! We eat the same thing!"
"Shut up. He must eat sh*t today. I'll NEVER give him any food."
"The smell is so horrible... I feel like vomiting."
Nuwa snapped back to reality on the bandit's group unstoppable howling. They were cursing the wound face as if he was their lifelong enemy.
Nuwa grinned in extreme satisfaction.
Because she finally took revenge on the wound face.
[Note: Unedited chapter.]
Instead of pulling his robe off, Nuwa harshly pushed the wound face as he thumpy fell on the ground. Even though his body was half paralyzed; the wound face still grimaced on the sudden pain. Howbeit, he grinned in the next moment in the satisfaction, thinking that his subordinates would surely take revenge on his behalf if they learned how this demoness treated him.Nuwa got annoyed as hell on the wound face's stupid grins. Over and over, this guy was challenging the limit of her patience. Nuwa didn't want to endure his creepy thoughts anymore, she wanted to punish him, badly.'Ah! Wait!''Punishment! Humm...'Nuwa's eyes suddenly lit in joy as a new idea came across to her mind."Tsk! Tsk! You've challenged the wrong person. This lady will show you what it feels like being humiliated. Humph!"Nuwa scornfully looked at the bandit. There was an evil grin on her always expressionless face.Nuwa then took out 'the legendary sh*t pouch' or whatever from the box in her hand. Her grin immediately bid farewell as her beautiful face was turning pale to green to blue in extreme disgust, Nuwa dared not to breathe.Shutting her eyes, she moved her head farthest as possible from her hands that were holding the disgusting 'sh*t pouch' and slowly opened the small pouch. Inside was violet-greenish powder.Nuwa threw the powder as it blew by the spring breeze.Even though the 'Sh*t smell' was dangerous and Nuwa had no doubt about its ability, she badly wanted an instant result now. She was actually very scared. After Nuwa examined that the pouch was empty, she threw it and cleaned her hands with the bandit's robe. Sigh! There was no helping on it there was no water and she didn't want to spoil her wedding gown. Nuwa wondered when she could finally use her hands and how long it might take the smell to go.Nuwa then readjusted her disheveled dress and left the forest without turning her head to see the wound face's awkward expression.*****Nuwa breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her guess was right, three bandits were walking close to the forest. She was glad that she didn't follow her original plan or else they might have already caught her.The scary face returned with two people. He was furrowing his brows and calling his companion, wound face's name."Chen Mian! Where are you?"'Oh! So the wound face's name is Chen Mian! Whatever...' Nuwa sneered inwardly as she silently stood behind the scary face like a kitten, as a result, none of the bandits sensed her presence. One of the wound face's companions joked,"I think that guy is making out with the rich woman.""What are you talking about! Chen Mian isn't that type of a person." Replied the other one."Heh! Who knows..." Winked the first one."Shut up!" Roared the scary face.Nuwa fumed with anger when balling her fists, her sharp nails were digging into her flesh. Nuwa didn't care about the pain, all she felt was extremely humiliated.Taking a deep breath, Nuwa loudly coughed so that the three bandits could hear. Actually, Nuwa was silently declaring her presence to others, also that she was listening to whatever they were discussing.All the bandits shifted their gaze. The scary face furrowed his brows when the other two was sneaking at her. Their eyes were shining with curiosity, humor, and lust.Nuwa shuddered at their intense glares as she said with a soft voice,"UNCLE said he has a stomachache so he needs some time alone."Nuwa was deliberately calling the wound face uncle; her voice was kinda loud than usual when she was calling the wound face uncle because she wanted others not to misunderstand her and stop saying such nasty things behind her back."Pfttt...""Uncle...!!!""Hahahaha...."The other two bandits laughed their lungs out as if they heard the biggest joke of their lives. Their eyes became watery on waves of laughter.The scary face looked at Nuwa's pitiful silhouette, he felt embarrassed that his subordinates were slandering a small lady who was fidgeting in the corner when lowering her head.'She must be crying.' The scary face thought as he sighed in guilt. Then he rolled his eyes at his subordinate duo's and roared,"SHUT THE HELL UP! SCUMS!!!"The scary face then looked at Nuwa and respectably said, "Don't mind their words. Let's go, miss."Nuwa nodded in response. She was surprised at his behavior since it was the first time that he ever spoke so politely to her. The scary face was gesturing her way out so she followed him.The duo's behind flinched like beaten dogs on their group leader's sudden outburst and stopped joking around. They didn't want to anger their group leader so they followed him silently.The small entourage finally started walking slowly though, Buddha finally listened to Nuwa's grievance heart as they rooted on the spot like wood blocks.The beautiful spring's winds finally blew...The bandits smelled something on the springs fresh air. Stopping their movements, the trio sniffed like dogs to understand what was it. The scent was really strange and unavoidable.The next moment, three bandits almost vomited blood. They realized what was it since the odor hit them so hard that some unknown senses also woke up with their five senses."This smell! It's the smell of 'sh*t'!!!""Yuck! What the f*ck!""Argh! So disgusting! I don't wanna breathe anymore.""Who did such a disgusting thing? I wanna kill that person, NOW!"The three screamed like lunatics when tightly holding their noses. The odor smelt so horrible, they felt like vomiting their intestines out. Suddenly one screamed,"I think it's Chen Mian. It must be that bastard's misdeeds.""Yes yes, you are right. He left because he has a stomachache.""He is sh*tting somewhere..."To confirm their doubts, the three pairs of eyes looked at Nuwa.Nuwa laughed silently as she thought that the pouch was finally working.Getting no response from Nuwa, the bandits thought she might be embarrassed about such indecent questions. She was from a rich family after all. They accepted her silence as an agreement when in reality Nuwa as immersed in her own world."That son of a b*tch! I'm gonna kill him.""What the f*ck did he eat today!""Eh! We eat the same thing!""Shut up. He must eat sh*t today. I'll NEVER give him any food.""The smell is so horrible... I feel like vomiting."Nuwa snapped back to reality on the bandit's group unstoppable howling. They were cursing the wound face as if he was their lifelong enemy.Nuwa grinned in extreme satisfaction.Because she finally took revenge on the wound face.Note: Unedited chapter.
