"Skeleton Bro?"
"Hmph!"
An angry voice rang out from beneath the manhole cover.
Upon hearing this, Ao Qing quickly changed his words, "Bro, bro, Skeleton Bro, you are so handsome and carefree, I misspoke earlier. My bad!"
"Oh?"
"I didn't expect a dog like you to be so tactful."
Satisfied voices emanated from below the manhole cover.
Ao Qing's eyes glinted as he realized how to get along with Skeleton Bro. He continued fawning, "Skeleton Bro, you flatter me. I'm nowhere near that tactful, I'm just stating the obvious."
"In fact, even before you came out, I was drawn in by your imposing manner."
"Oh?"
As expected, with just a few words, Ao Qing piqued Skeleton's interest. Skeleton eagerly said, "Go on, tell me how I attracted you so."
Ao Qing grinned from ear to ear. With narrowed eyes, he gushed, "Back then I wondered, what kind of peerless monster could have such an imposing manner? And after you came out, I finally understood the saying 'the feeling from afar cannot compare to seeing it up close!'"
"Especially your unique temperament and flexible attitude. You simply dazzled my eyes."
"From that day on..."
Ao Qing's expression turned sincere, full of admiration.
"From that day on, I secretly vowed to become someone like you, Bro!"
"Well said, no one understands me better than you!" Skeleton's excited voice rang out from below. He loudly praised, "Consider us sworn brothers from now on. If you need anything, let me know. I'll watch your back!"
"Sure thing, thanks Bro!"
Ao Qing eagerly wagged his tail.
"Sharp kid, quick, help me move this manhole cover. Someone's about to show up. With the owner away, I'll take you to stir up some trouble!" The anticipatory voice rang out again from below.
"Right away, Bro!"
The dog dared not delay. He hurriedly moved the manhole cover. A skeleton head popped out.
The moment the skull emerged, bones flew in from all the surrounding rooms, assembling into a complete skeleton frame.
But just as it finished assembling, it fell apart, scattering all over the ground.
"Damn, where are my vertebrae?"
The skull on the ground cursed loudly.
"Bro, it seems the owner took your cervical vertebrae to use as a clothesline. Hang on, I'll grab them for you." Wagging his tail, Ao Qing scampered to the door and brought the vertebrae back.
"Good job, I knew I saw potential in you."
The skeleton was full of praise. With the vertebrae back in place, the skull reassembled into a whole skeleton and even remembered to put on its black robes.
"Tsk tsk."
"Such temperament, such imposing manner. Wish I weren't a dude, or I'd surely fall for you in that black robe, Bro!" Seeing this, Ao Qing launched another round of subtle flattery, showering the skeleton with praise.
The skeleton held its head high, buoyed by Ao Qing's words. A white claw reached out from under the black robes and grabbed Ao Qing.
Ao Qing instantly blacked out. When he came to, he found himself outside Pingjiang City.
With a single move...
Ao Qing's jaw dropped.
Pingjiang City wasn't huge, but it was situated below Qingshan Gate, still over a thousand li away.
Yet in an instant, they had traversed over a thousand li.
It was like the legendary saying "a world away in the blink of an eye"!
Ao Qing became even more obsequious, repeatedly praising, "Bro's skills are simply incredible, you're my generation's role model!"
"Hahaha, just a small trick, a small trick!"
The skeleton let out a loud laugh. With a wave of its palm, a lounge chair appeared out of thin air. It placed the chair on the empty street and lounged down.
Legs crossed, it lazily said, "Can't deny, the owner sure knows how to enjoy life!"
"Yeah, that's right. You and the owner are both my generation's idols!"
Ao Qing narrowed his eyes and continued brown-nosing. Crouching by the skeleton's feet, he kneaded its thighs with his front paws...
"Ye Bei, you despicable jerk, trying to exploit my hunger to market to me! I won't let you get away with this!"
In the not-so-distant sky, several figures strode through the air. Among them rang the curses of Qingshan Patriarch.
"Oh Qingshan Bro, you misunderstand. Little Left and Little Right are just in secluded meditation. Once we get back, they'll be done." Ye Bei patted Qingshan Patriarch's shoulder placatingly.
"Hmph, don't think I don't know your scheming mindset. The only one who can save your skin is yourself. After all, if your elders want you dead, no one can protect you!" Qingshan Patriarch snorted angrily.
"How can you say that, Bro? As long as you put in a good word for me with the Master, everything will be fine!" Ye Bei said with an obsequious grin.
But just as he finished speaking, he sensed an ominous aura surging towards him.
In an instant, he lost all control over his own body, as helpless as a small boat in a storm!
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