Chapter 109 Special

Chapter 109 Special

It was easy for Bai Cen and Duan Wuheng to come out, but it wasn't easy for Wei Meng to do so.

The two men blew a hole in the ground and crawled out, but their immense weight prevented them from crawling out!

In the end, it was the fat guy who went to lead the mighty one.

But at this point, all the crises in the Bewitching Town have been largely resolved.

"So, the fuses in the underground palaces along the way were all cut by you and Duan Wuheng?" On the broken walls of Dongyili, Wang Sumo sat bandaging Bai Cen's arm wound.

"Ouch!" Bai Cen's arm was scratched by the traps in the underground palace. He could only apply medicine first. Fortunately, there was no pain, but judging from his cries, it hurt a lot.

However, there is also an element of exaggeration.

Wang Sumo glanced at him again, then deliberately pressed down hard.

"ah!!!"

This time, the scream went straight to the top of her head.

In the distance, both Grandpa Qu and Grandpa Weng turned their heads to look and saw Wang Sumo and Bai Cen sitting side by side on the half-collapsed wall.

It should be Wang Sumo bandaging, while Bai Cen is crying out in pain.

After the perilous journey through the Enchanted Town, the storm finally passed and everything returned to normal. At this moment, Bai Cen's cries of pain were no longer as alarming as before.

More often than not, people are still realizing what's happening.

Once the two old men realized that it was Wang Sumo and Bai Cen together, the girl, being the most sensible one, knew that no one would bully others for no reason. So, without even thinking, they both concluded in their hearts that it was Bai Cen who was flirting.

That's what they deserved!

It's no wonder that people have such deep-rooted prejudices.

"Weren't you quite capable? You grabbed a torch and ran?" Wang Sumo asked.

Bai Cen sighed inwardly and said with emotion, "Wasn't there no other way? There were so many strange people back then. If they had all rushed over at once, none of us would have been able to get out."

Wang Sumo looked at him.

Bai Cen continued, "Although the Eight Treasures Pavilion has many traps, it is too big and too heavy. If it encounters a strange person who is not in a good mental state, there is really no way to deal with it."

After Bai Cen finished speaking, he noticed that Wang Sumo was still looking at him.

Bai Cen felt a chill run down his spine. "What, what's wrong, Master?"

"Weren't you poisoned and had no internal energy left?" Wang Sumo pinched his wound: "How could you run from East Ninth Lane to East Second Lane in one go? And extinguish all the fuses of the explosives along the way?"

Even if someone else wasn't poisoned, they couldn't run that fast...

Bai Cen laughed awkwardly: "Isn't Xiao Duan there? Look, have you heard of Grasshopper? That's him."

Wang Sumo frowned: "Isn't Grasshopper a senior?"

Bai Cen laughed: "That's a fake beard, and he runs so fast, how could anyone see it clearly? His mother insisted that he find a stable job and not let him run around. He finally got a job at Fengyang Gate, but ended up here. He hasn't seen his mother for a whole year."

After Bai Cen finished speaking, he stretched his arms.

Bai Cen exclaimed with delight, "The owner wrapped them so well! They're so skillful!"

The next moment, "Ah!!!"

The screams echoed through the sky once again.

Grandpa Weng and Grandpa Qu were already used to it and didn't bother to look back at him. Instead, they looked at the Netherworld Messenger who was tied up like a rice dumpling with Jiang Yutang.

The pressure points were released, and the other person was still lying on the ground like a pupa, with their mouth taped shut. Although they were lying like a pupa, they couldn't move very stiffly.

"Are you really going to send it to Qingyun Manor?" Weng asked, arms crossed.

The old man hummed softly, "What the girl said makes sense. In this kind of matter, it's better for Qingyun Manor to step in than for anyone else."

The old man continued, "Bewitching Town is so big. We need people to search for people, to handle the disaster relief grain, and to liaise with the imperial court. Qingyun Manor is a major sect, and the imperial court will give us face. Moreover, there is a lot of cleanup work to be done here. If we really stay, we won't be able to leave for several months."

Therefore, it is best to entrust the task to a trustworthy sect, so that you don't have to get involved yourself.

“That’s true.” Weng He actually knew, but: “This matter is probably not as simple as it seems. The fact that the disaster relief grain could be out of the country means that someone is colluding with us. Even if this batch of grain is returned, it may not be able to reach the disaster victims.”

The old man also understood: "But in the hands of Bazhenlou, it's even less likely to be handed over..."

Even if Qingyun Manor intervenes, the imperial court will still be hesitant.

The Eight Treasures Pavilion is different.

Having dealt with government officials before, the girl had some experience.

"What should we do with this hot potato?" Old Master Weng looked again at the Netherworld Messenger who was lying on the ground like a pupa.

"Let's hand them over to Qingyun Manor together." The old man knew he couldn't get any other information out of him, since Qingyun Manor had a dungeon, which was originally used to imprison people like this.

Perhaps, one day he will confess.

If Bazhenlou were to take him on the journey, he would likely not have peace of mind for even a single day.

"Indeed," Weng He sighed. "Qingyun Manor is quite a distance from here, so we'll probably have to wait a while."

"I heard from the maid that He Ping and the others are at Qingyun Manor. They will come over once they receive the letter. They can handle the rest themselves. We'll leave once we finish what we're doing." Old Qu knew perfectly well. "Bai Cen said that Duan Wuheng would be quick to deliver the letter."

Grasshopper, no one expected that he was just a callow child!

Talented people emerge in every generation.

Such talent in lightness skill is probably unparalleled in the past and future decades.

But even with such talent, without proper guidance, one can easily stray onto the wrong path, like the Fengyang Sect.

Parents' vision, to some extent, determines the fate of their children.

It would be a real shame if we were to be trapped in this bewitching town forever...

But the boy was very obedient to Bai Cen. When Bai Cen asked him to deliver a message, he didn't hesitate and set off immediately. Besides, he was a member of the Eight Treasures Pavilion!

Wang Sumo was somewhat bewildered.

Bai Cen scratched his head and chuckled, "Boss, I've found a delivery person for our Bazhen Restaurant. She's known in the martial arts world as Grasshopper, and she's graceful and elegant. She definitely won't spill any soup when serving dishes or takeout!"

That's why Wang Sumo poked the wound when it was being bandaged earlier.

At this moment, Bai Cen was still arguing: "Didn't the master also let Jiang Yutang stay? Duan Wuheng is a good kid. If he hadn't run so fast, how could those fuses have been extinguished so easily? They would have been blown to the ends of the earth long ago."

“You know he’s just a kid…” Wang Sumo looked at him.

Bai Cen blinked.

Wang Sumo finished bandaging him up: "His mother hasn't seen him for over a year. If she hears about what happened at Fengyang Gate, she'll be heartbroken. If he really comes to Bazhenlou and travels all over the country, he won't see his mother for a long time again. Don't you think it through before agreeing to this?"

Wang Sumo didn't have scissors, so he just bit it with his teeth and tore the gauze open. He continued, "Yu Tang is different. Old Liu went to do his own thing. Zhu Yu and Liu Che are adventuring in the martial world together. She was originally an expert in the martial world and could travel on her own. I naturally won't stop her from coming to Bazhenlou."

Bai Cen understood; he hadn't expected this.

But then Bai Cen suddenly leaned closer: "I already promised the kid~"

Bai Cen suddenly leaned closer, and Wang Sumo recalled the scene from last night when he had given them torches and told them to go first. Wang Sumo originally wanted to say, "Then you figure it out yourself," but hesitated and calmly said, "We'll see."

"Hey, boss!" Bai Cen was about to say something else when Wang Sumo jumped down from the broken walls.

Bazhenlou (a restaurant chain) has branches all over the world, so naturally they have medicine kits.

Once you've used it, you should put it back.

Fortunately, the journey was mostly fraught with danger but not too dangerous, and it seems that Bai Cen was the one who was most seriously injured.

And then there's Gu Lianyong...

The town of Bewitching Souls has calmed down, and Wang Sumo has erected the Eight Treasures Pavilion in an open space one mile to the east.

After putting the medical kit back, Wang Sumo came down from the Bazhen Tower and overheard the old man and his father talking about going to the underground palace to look for any remaining traces of the Kunlun thumb ring and the mastermind behind it all.

Also, he sent Yutang to the town ahead to buy snake repellent powder, as he wanted to go back to find Gu Lianyong's body...

If we can find him, we will bury Gu Lianyong.

If it cannot be found, then erect a cenotaph.

Wang Sumo paused for a moment, but did not step forward to interrupt the two old men.

Actually, she was still wary when Gu Lianyong first got into the carriage.

Having stayed in a place like Bewitching Town for so long, no one can be sure whether Gu Lianyong has ulterior motives, or even whether he is also related to the secrets of Bewitching Town.

Better safe than sorry, she had no choice but to do so.

But in the end, the result was still regrettable.

As I came down from the Eight Treasures Pavilion, I saw Zhao Tongzheng and the fat man together.

Zhao Tong was able to reach Dong Erli smoothly because Fatty helped him lead the way. Although the people of Fengyangmen were not very powerful, they held the card of the eccentric man.

If it weren't for Zhao Tong, the people of Kangdingmen wouldn't have been able to get past Fengyangmen.

While bandaging Bai Cen's wounds, Zhao Tong briefly mentioned the Kangding Sect. There are many peripheral sects in the martial world, and the Kangding Sect is not uncommon.

Though called a sect, it's more like a group of close friends living together. There's no strict hierarchy, making it, in a sense, quite similar to the Eight Treasures Pavilion…

Zhao Tong told the fat man to go through the secret passage and call the other members of the Kangding Sect. He would accompany them to the place where the sect leader and his family were being held.

The fat man was so grateful that he didn't know how to express it, so he simply knelt down and kowtowed.

Seeing Zhao Tong's furrowed brows, Wang Sumo reached out to help the fat man up.

The fat man quickly went down the secret passage. The town of Bewitching Souls was quite large, and it would take him a considerable amount of time to go back and forth.

When Zhao Tong turned around, he saw Wang Sumo there.

“Brother Zhao.” Wang Sumo also stepped forward.

“I told him to call the people from the Kangding Sect. I’ll go with them. Once things are settled over there, I’ll return to this place, the Bewitching Town,” Zhao Tong said succinctly.

"Okay," Wang Sumo replied succinctly.

"By the way, is the boss free?" Zhao Tong asked.

Wang Sumo nodded. Bai Cen's wounds were bandaged, and Wei Meng was brought out. Duan Wuheng went to deliver a message, and Yu Tang went to buy snake repellent powder. The two old men were talking together, and she had some free time.

"What's wrong?" Wang Sumo asked.

Zhao Tong said in a deep voice, "I saw the place where the disaster relief grain was stored..."

*

They went directly down to the underground palace through a secret passage in Dongerli.

I had heard Gu Lianyong say that the underground palace beneath the Bewitching Town was very large, and since we had also been wandering around the Bewitching Town, I didn't have a very deep impression of it.

But when they followed Zhao Tong down with torches, they discovered just how magnificent the underground palace was.

The warehouses stockpiling disaster relief grain are beyond shocking; they likely contain far more than just disaster relief grain, including grain that has been transferred from other places.

Wang Sumo squatted down and reached out to tear open one of the two bags.

It's all pure white rice, no adulteration...

Zhao Tong also squatted down and reached out to scoop up a handful of rice: "It's all good rice."

Wang Sumo frowned: "So, this is a grain distribution center, not only for disaster relief grain, but also for grain from other places. Now there are disasters everywhere, and a large number of refugees are displaced. These people are hoarding grain here to speculate..."

Without a doubt, it was not the work of just one martial arts sect; there must be officials from the imperial court behind it.

"We've stirred up a hornet's nest," Wang Sumo remarked.

“There’s one more thing, boss. Come with me.” Zhao Tong stood up, and Wang Sumo followed.

There are grain warehouses around here, and explosives are right next to them.

The fact that the grain warehouse and explosives were placed together shows that the grain warehouse was not the most important thing; the most important thing was that it could be blown up at any time.

Wang Sumo sighed inwardly.

After navigating countless twists and turns, it seemed we had arrived at another place.

Grain supplies dwindled, and a large, hollowed-out section appeared in the middle. Then, marks began to appear on the walls, like the marks left by fingertips digging into the walls where the Piranhas lived.

"A place where strange people are imprisoned?" Wang Sumo asked in surprise.

Zhao Tong nodded.

Wang Sumo never expected to find herself here.

Before meeting Gu Lianyong, Wang Sumo's impression of strange people was limited to the piranha; after meeting Gu Lianyong, she felt more sympathy...

“Master, take a look.” Zhao Tong stopped.

Wang Sumo saw a corpse with normal skin, not a strange person. The clothes on the body were the same as Duan Wuheng's. Wang Sumo realized: "A person from Fengyang Sect?"

It was from Duan Wuheng, also known as Cao Shangpiao, that they learned that most of the disciples of Fengyang Sect were people from the vicinity of Duan Wuheng's hometown who had been tricked into coming here.

The people from Fengyangmen who were tricked into coming here are all responsible for guarding the strange man.

These people hadn't seen their families for a long time, but in the end, they never had the chance to reunite with them...

In the town of Bewilderment, whether it is the Kangding Sect guarding the granary or the Wudu Sect guarding the snakes and explosives depot, they all have some background and perspective on the martial arts world.

However, the people sent here by Fengyang Sect were almost all newcomers with little martial arts skill.

Wang Sumo realized: "You mean, this was intentional?"

Zhao Tong nodded: "That's right. If it were people from the Kangding Sect or the Five Poisons Sect, they could easily find clues from these strange people. On the contrary, these newcomers from the Fengyang Sect who were forced into this role couldn't see anything amiss. So we had them guard these strange people and this place."

"Furthermore, the Netherworld Messenger has set rules that people from these sects cannot communicate with each other, and secondly, if they discuss matters under their respective jurisdictions, they will be killed without exception."

Wang Sumo hissed softly: "This is cutting off the channels for information exchange."

Zhao Tong nodded: "Yes, so the people from Fengyang Sect are the real laymen among these three sects, but they let laymen supervise this group of strange people who have gone mad from practicing martial arts..."

Wang Sumo understood: "Are they afraid that the people from the Kangding Sect and the Five Poisons Sect will discover the secret here?"

Zhao Tong neither confirmed nor denied, but this was tantamount to acquiescence.

Wang Sumo continued, "The Netherworld Messenger is very tight-lipped; we can't find out what's here."

Zhao Tong continued leading her forward, where there were still many corpses of Fengyang Sect disciples. Zhao Tong examined her wounds. Wang Sumo immediately recognized, "These people weren't killed by Bai Cen and Duan Wuheng."

Zhao Tong opened the wound and carefully examined it for her.

Wang Sumo was slightly surprised: "This is... Cat Claw Fist Sword?"

Zhao Tong nodded again: "That's right, it was that Netherworld Messenger. After these Fengyang Sect disciples released the monsters, he took care of all the remaining members of the Fengyang Sect from behind..."

Wang Sumo sighed softly: "So, he dealt with the strange man first, then took care of the Fengyang Sect responsible for him, and finally distributed the disaster relief grain—"

"In other words, compared to the disaster relief grain, he was more worried that the secret of this strange man would be discovered, and he was even willing to eliminate all the survivors of Fengyang Gate."

Wang Sumo looked at Zhao Tong: "His identity must be very special, so special that we can't leave a single flaw. Brother Zhao, he might really be someone we know."

[Author's Note]

I think I have the flu. I'm going to sleep.