Chapter 88 The boy with blood flying all over the roof

Yelang, Peicheng.

The sky was gloomy, drizzle was falling, and the sky was low, covering the surroundings.

There are no decent houses here, and the long streets are dilapidated. Passers-by walk quickly, wrapped in black waterproof gowns and wearing straw hats. The shadows cover their expressions, making them look secretive and strange.

The rain seemed to never stop. Although it was not heavy, it kept falling. Apart from the sound of the rain, there seemed to be no other sound.

Ji Lingche and the other two were also wearing black robes and looked no different from the people here.

She raised her hand to press down her bamboo hat and chuckled, "I've never been to Yelang before."

The power of the Evil Suppression Division is very great, entrenched in the southwestern Yelang. It is not only a black market with a mixed crowd, but also a local tyrant.

The Yelang area is cloudy and rainy, with continuous rain all year round and a gloomy sky.

This place is remote and out of the control of the Immortal Alliance and Shangjing, so there are countless desperate criminals -

Those who are not tolerated by the secular world enter the Evil Suppression Division, abandon their names and past lives, and work for various employers, doing things for money and committing murder and robbery.

In this humid environment, blood and darkness breed wildly.

The never-ending rain will wash away all the blood, and the corpse will soon rot.

The entire Peicheng seemed like a moldy steamed bun.

Although this area is a "no man's land", it does not appear to be chaotic on the surface.

The Evil Suppression Division assists in commanding Yelang. Each of their members has a badge on their waist to register their identity. If anyone causes trouble in Yelang, they will be executed. Therefore, although the air here is filled with the smell of wet blood, there are no corpses to be seen.

A fat rat stepped on the water and whizzed past his feet. Ji Lingche looked around and saw that these houses were basically abandoned, dim and cold, and there was a sense of desolation everywhere.

She looked into the distance and heard noisy voices drifting over. A tall building was hidden in the misty rain, appearing and disappearing.

Qu Wuji pointed at that place and said softly, "That's the office of the Evil Suppression Division."

Ji Lingche chuckled: "Oh, no wonder it's so lively."

Qu Wuji: "That's the only place that's bustling. To prevent being liquidated by the Immortal Alliance in the future, all employment transactions here will be recorded in the government office to show that they comply with the laws of the Immortal Alliance."

"So employers flocked there. Those in the Evil Suppression Division who were short of money, had nothing to do, were looking for fun, or had ill intentions would all hang out there. The farther away from the government office, the fewer people there were, and the more desolate it became."

Ji Lingche chuckled: "I thought there would be a lot of people in the Evil Suppression Division."

Qu Wuji: "There are indeed quite a few people wearing badges, but most of them are not in Yelang. Only after completing their mission will they stay near the government office for a short time to look for new employers."

"So there are no houses in the entire Pei City, and the people here have no home."

Ji Lingche looked quietly at the government office in the mist and rain, not knowing what he was thinking, and did not speak for a long time.

Qu Wuji turned his head to look at her and said softly, "Do you want to go over and take a look?"

Ji Lingche let out a long breath and chuckled, "Go ahead."

"Yin Lanxin only said that the person we're looking for is in Yelang, but I don't know who he is. It won't hurt to go somewhere crowded—"

She paused before she finished speaking, her eyes shifted, and she looked off into the distance, frowning as she asked, "Zheng... Hongqiao?"

Qu Wu Ji was also stunned when he saw that person. That person used a disguise, but he was seen through by the two men at a glance.

Zheng Hongqiao was Yin Su's direct disciple. Ji Lingche had met him twice before when he was still in Hua Wanwan's body. His presence was truly chilling.

The two looked at each other and instantly appeared in front of the government office.

The chaotic noise suddenly became louder and louder, and the colorful lights on the lanterns of the surrounding small shops had a frivolous feeling of feasting and revelry.

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of blood was heavy with rain.

A group of men, carrying swords and knives, stood in front of the yamen with their legs crossed. Most of them had wounds on their bodies and faces. Blood mixed with rainwater flowed everywhere, and the stench of sweat rose up, which even the rain could not wash away.

These people were laughing and joking loudly, no one cared about life or death, and they were very dissolute.

Zheng Hongqiao seemed to have finished something. She jumped up and down a few times, avoided the crowd, and began to chant a spell to leave Yelang. Suddenly, a hand slapped her shoulder heavily, shocking her so much that she shivered.

She frowned and turned around in disgust, only to see a scarred man grinning at her.

He deliberately squeezed her shoulder hard and asked pointedly, "Little sister, you look so delicate and tender, and you don't even have a badge. What are you doing here?"

Zheng Hongqiao was always arrogant and had a strong sense of self-esteem. Seeing the man's vulgar tone, he cursed, "You bastard, get out of here! How dare you talk to me?"

Before she finished her words, she turned her wrist and pulled out a small knife from her sleeve. She suddenly stabbed the man in the abdomen, but she stopped abruptly. She lowered her head and saw that her wrist was clamped by the man's hand.

Because the man often handled knives, his hands had become deformed and ugly, with rough calluses all over his fingertips.

He chuckled and said, "You little bitch, do you really think you're a dish?"

Zheng Hongqiao looked at the hand clasped obscenely on his wrist, his teeth chattering with anger, his stomach churning, and he felt nauseous.

Her chest heaved, and before she could say anything, the man suddenly yelled "Ah" and quickly let go of her.

His entire hand began to turn black, as if poisoned. The black color quickly spread upwards, and soon his entire arm was blue and purple.

Seeing that he was helpless, the man drew out his knife and cut off his entire arm along the shoulder!

Black blood splattered, and the severed arm rolled into the mud and began to rot rapidly.

The man fell to his knees, clutching his wound and howling miserably. Suddenly, someone said, "Ah, a brave man cutting off his own arm. I admire you. You people from the Evil Suppression Division are truly more courageous than ordinary people."

I saw two people walking slowly in the drizzle in the distance.

When Zheng Hongqiao saw the two people coming, his pupils shrank instantly. He quickly chanted a spell and wanted to teleport away, but Ji Lingche grabbed his wrist.

She just laughed and said, "Oh, isn't this Inspector Yin's beloved disciple? Why is he running around instead of staying in Taihua Yuxu?"

Zheng Hongqiao's eyes widened, his whole body trembled, his throat moved, but he didn't say anything.

The man's wailing voice gradually subsided, and finally with a "bang", he fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

Ji Lingche looked at him and chuckled, "But, even if you have blood, it's useless."

She turned her head and looked at Zheng Hongqiao, who was holding her wrist and stroking the back of her hand with his fingers. He seemed to be smiling, but there was an unspeakable fear in his eyes.

She whispered, "Don't lie, or I'll break your wrist."

"Tell me, where is your master?"

Zheng Hongqiao took a long time to catch his breath, then shook his head tremblingly: "...I came here secretly, my master doesn't know."

Ji Lingche slowly tightened his grip on her wrist, narrowed his eyes, and whispered, "Didn't I tell you that those who lie will have their wrists broken?"

Zheng Hongqiao felt a sharp pain in her wrist, and she trembled all over. She could only say, "I didn't lie, I didn't lie!!"

"My Lord God, I really didn't lie! I..."

Ji Lingche stopped what he was doing, "This is strange. If your master didn't order you to do this, then why are you here?"

Zheng Hongqiao choked, bit his lips, and said nothing.

Ji Lingche looked at her, but Zheng Hongqiao turned his eyes away, not daring to meet her gaze.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion not far away. From afar, it sounded like something was lost and someone was furious. Then the sound of swords being unsheathed was heard, and many people flew up on swords, as if they were searching for something.

Zheng Hongqiao froze, and Ji Lingche noticed it keenly. She sneered, "What did you steal?"

Qu Wuji suddenly said, "What they lost was probably not an item, but a person."

"Someone ran away."

He looked indifferent. Zheng Hongqiao raised his eyes and met his cold eyes. Suddenly, he had difficulty breathing and almost fainted.

As a disciple of Taihua Yuxu, she was even more afraid of the master. She opened her mouth but said nothing.

Qu Wuji showed no expression and said calmly, "It was you who released someone they were holding, and that person is very important to the Evil Suppression Division."

"Is it right?"

Zheng Hongqiao said nothing, she was speechless.

Because Qu Wuji is right.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew, and Ji Lingche looked up, only to see a dozen people flying on swords surrounding the three of them above their heads.

She chuckled at Zheng Hongqiao: "Ah, they caught you."

Ji Lingche raised his head, looked at the leader, and suddenly said, "Zhu Dongfeng, are you healed?"

She then waved her sleeves, and there was a sound of weapons falling to the ground, and all the monks fell off their swords.

The leader was the mute who came to kill Tuan Jian when he was in the clouds.

This person had witnessed the chaos in the clouds from the White Jade Tower and already knew who these two people were. Now, when he saw them appear in Pei City, his breath was held in his chest in shock.

Qu Wuji knew Zhu Dongfeng was deaf, so he didn't say anything. He just spoke in his mind: "Is the person who escaped the body you found for Patriarch Hua?"

Zhu Dongfeng stared at him blankly, standing there at a loss.

Ji Lingche chuckled: "You are such an interesting person."

"The Killing Turbulence Sword is with me. Unless I die, it won't fall into your hands."

"The body you chose is useless now. If he runs away, then he runs away. Why are you chasing him?"

As they were talking, dozens of people came on swords and rushed over.

These people thought they had found the person who had escaped, but after they surrounded him, they discovered that something seemed to be wrong. What's more, many of them knew Qu Wu Ji.

Ji Lingche hadn't forgotten Zheng Hongqiao either. She pulled him forward and said, "The person you're holding was the one she released. If you want to find someone, ask her."

Although Zheng Hongqiao's cultivation was considered outstanding among her peers, she was already frightened today. When she was suddenly pushed out and stared at by all kinds of people, she felt humiliated. Her face quickly turned red and she kept shaking.

She spoke after a long time, her voice a little out of tune: "He has escaped from Yelang! You will never find him again--"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a clear voice through the rain and fog: "I'm not leaving yet."

Everyone looked up immediately and saw a young man lying on the roof not far away.

He was wearing coarse cloth and holding a black cylinder in his hand. His eyes were bright and sharp, and he looked like a very intelligent man.

Zheng Hongqiao looked at him in shock and suddenly shouted, "The incense is broken, run away!"

“No!! Don’t—”

The young man ignored it, raised the cylinder in his hand, and blew hard at the tail of the thing. Something was blown out by him, like a small arrow, and it hit the ground with a "clang" sound.

Ji Lingche lowered his eyes to look at the thing, only to see that the small black arrow actually turned into a pool of black water, and then quickly spread out -

It is the opening of the Abyss of Eternal Abyss.

Ji Lingche stared at the ever-expanding black mud and thought to himself, "I've searched high and low for something, but I still can't find it."

She raised her eyes, met the young man lying on the roof, and chuckled, "Ha, I found you."

But as soon as the young man raised his hand, the spreading black mud suddenly stopped, then lost its vitality and was quickly washed away by the rain. Looking at the ground again, it returned to its original state without any trace left.

Ji Lingche couldn't help but be shocked. The abyss that Fu Yannian had opened on the ground could not be erased even if it was sealed. It would only remain like an ugly scar forever. But this person...

The young man smiled, revealing his two small canine teeth: "Let's talk it over, let's talk it over."

"Don't be nervous. Why are you all so tense?"