UGB Chapter 42 I, Di Xiu, hate evil as if it were my enemy!
Chapter 42 I, Di Xiu, hate evil as if it were my enemy!
Before I knew it, the dark clouds overhead had dispersed.
The bright moon hangs high, the stars are dazzling, and the moonlight shines through the forest, casting dappled shadows that sometimes appear and sometimes disappear, revealing the figures of the two people.
There was no path underfoot; I had been in a hurry to get here, and hadn't noticed that it was only early summer and the weeds were already nearly knee-high.
Li Che walked ahead, while Senior Brother Di's broadsword had transformed into a snake-snake staff, repeatedly probing the road surface.
It is evident that regardless of one's strength, the fear of certain things is an instinct ingrained in one's very being.
Qu Feiyan, who was following closely behind, rubbed her still slightly red wrist and looked back repeatedly with lingering fear. Only after a short while, when she saw no one chasing after her, did she secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
On second thought, she became anxious again.
What about Plum Blossom Manor, West Lake, and the old man who admires fish? He'll hear all these secrets tonight, won't he be silenced...?
"Hey, thank you for helping my grandpa."
Li Che didn't turn around, replying, "Shouldn't you be thanking me for saving your life?"
"Tch~ That gang of scoundrels was only after you, so you made me suffer, but you also helped my grandfather, so we're even."
Li Che smiled, but he understood what the girl meant. The "difficulties" she suffered probably included the future retribution from Miss Ren.
This little girl has quite a few tricks up her sleeve.
However, it's only a matter of time before Ren Woxing is released; even if there's no senior brother, there will be someone else.
The "threat" function is currently available and works very well.
He wouldn't be afraid of the old devil Ren coming out, but the Qu family grandfather and grandson's days would probably not be easy.
It was still a potential problem, and Li Che considered whether he should make a trip to Plum Manor in the future to put an end to Ren Yingying and her group's hopes.
"It's yours."
Qu Feiyan stared blankly at the short sword he handed her.
"What, you look down on your Holy Maiden's short sword? It's quite sharp, sure to be useful for chopping wood."
"puff--!"
Qu Feiyan couldn't help but chuckle, and coincidentally, the moonlight shone on her small face, revealing two adorable dimples.
Looking at Li Che again, there was something else in his eyes. He thought to himself, "This guy is all bark and no bite. Chopping wood? More like a talisman."
As for Grandpa Qu Yang, since the Holy Maiden has agreed to the conditions, there is no need to worry about him for the time being.
"You'll regret this."
Li Che smiled faintly, but thought to himself, "This broken sword can only keep you safe for a while."
Qu Feiyan took the short sword and examined it for a moment; its cold light shone brightly, as clear as autumn water.
She wielded the sword with a light swing, cutting through the finger-thick tree branch as if it were nothing; it truly was a sword that could cut through iron like mud.
She was just a young girl after all, and as she wielded her sword, countless plants and trees suffered as a result.
After a quarter of an hour, the two left the woods. Li Che did not go north, but instead headed west.
"Hey, where are we going?"
"Go kill someone!"
"Shouldn't we head east?"
"That's the next wave!"
Qu Feiyan: "..."
Three miles west of Luoyang city, there is Old Zhao's inn.
The shop is located on the main road, and its enclosed courtyard can accommodate a hundred people.
The courtyard had earthen walls and thatched roofs, and several mule carts were parked there.
Just past midnight, there was not a soul in sight, but although the courtyard gate was closed, the dim yellow light from inside the house cast three shadows on the window.
The booklet given by Qu Yang clearly stated that this place was a secret contact point of the Demonic Cult in Luoyang, and occasionally served as a sentry point for murder and robbery when encountering merchants from other places.
He died a worthy death.
"Find a place to hide!"
Before Qu Feiyan could respond, Li Che had already tossed her the long sword in his hand, then grabbed his senior brother Di Xiu's broadsword and rushed out. As he ran, he took out a square cloth from his bosom and wrapped it around his face.
On a dark and windy night, this is an essential item.
Qu Feiyan ran into the woods, but before she could hide, a loud crash was heard, followed by a shout: "Who goes there!"
In the blink of an eye, steel clashed, swords trembled, and blades sang.
All three people in the room were skilled in martial arts, and their moves were extremely vicious.
The figures on the window swayed for only a few breaths before falling one after another, leaving only one person standing with a sword in hand.
The surroundings quieted down again. Qu Feiyan looked into the distance and saw a figure on the window repeatedly bending over and straightening up, seemingly searching for something.
Li Che looked at the dozen or so taels of silver in his hand with a hint of disdain, perhaps even a little disgusted with his own hands.
He scanned the shop, taking in everything inside, but couldn't find a place where someone could hide.
Then his gaze fell on the half-open back door. Beyond the back door was a courtyard no more than three zhang square. Some abandoned mule carts were piled up on the north side, and near the east wall was a well.
Li Che stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on the well opening.
There are people underground!
He had already scouted the shop when he entered; there were only three people inside. He figured the well was connected to a secret passage, and the person in the well, noticing something amiss, dared not show themselves. He stopped abruptly upon hearing the scream, and their unsteady mind caused them to slip out.
Li Che smiled, deliberately circling the well, then suddenly chuckled in a low voice, "These demonic cultists dare to cause trouble at the foot of Mount Song! They truly don't know their own mortality!"
Then, changing his voice, he said, "Senior Brother Di hates evil like poison; I admire you!"
"No need for further words. You stay here and keep watch. The demonic cultists are treacherous and cunning; they might still be hiding in secret passages. I'm taking men to Jishan Charity Estate to support Junior Brother Wan Daping!"
Remember, evil must be eradicated completely!
"yes!"
After saying that, Li Che lifted his foot and walked away. He deliberately made his steps heavy, and he could hear the person in the well breathing heavily and then gradually calming down.
Whether the people in the well believe these misleading words is unimportant; let's just keep them here for now.
When the incident comes to light, Master Zuo's disciple will fight against evil and uphold justice, even at the cost of his life. Master Zuo will have no choice but to believe it!
Li Che originally intended to kill the traitor and leave a note, but now that there's a survivor, things are much easier.
"Stop hiding, let's go!"
It was past midnight, and the sky was still dark.
Southeast of Luoyang City, outside the Jishan Charity Estate, several figures headed straight for this place.
Judging from their swift movements and the various weapons they carried, they were clearly skilled martial artists.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that the group consisted of six people, including the elderly and the young, men and women, each wearing a veil and carrying a corpse on their shoulder.
"What did the Holy Maiden send us here for? To collect the corpses of these Songshan Sect scum?"
"The Holy Maiden's true intentions are beyond our comprehension."
"Ji Wushi, your damn shabby appearance annoys me."
"Alright, old man, less talk and more action. Didn't you learn your lesson from last time?!"
Upon hearing this, the old man muttered a curse and then fell silent. Instead, the one-eyed old woman behind him raised her hand and touched the hood on her head.
These six people are naturally Huanghe Laozi and Tongbai Shuangqi, etc.
"The smell of blood is so strong!"
"Stop talking nonsense! If the mortuary doesn't smell of blood, does it smell of cosmetics?!"
Ignoring the previous visitor, he solemnly pushed open the door, only to see a dark line of blood running along the bluestone pavement straight into the hall.
A man lay across the threshold at the gate, a knife wound a foot long on his back, clearly dead.
He was dressed in black with a yellow belt around his waist.
"People from the Church of God?!"
The six men's expressions changed drastically. After exchanging glances, they put down the corpse and went straight into the hall.
After a while...
"Come quick!"
The coffin lying on the ground to the west had been opened. There was no body inside, but a dark entrance was revealed. There was a ladder inside the cave that sloped downwards.
None of them uttered a sound, and they listened quietly for a long time without hearing the slightest movement.
"Old Ji?"
After a long pause, Ji Wushi said in a deep voice, "Put down the body and leave quickly!"
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