Chapter 35 Drafts

A few days later, the Purple Whale Gang's ship will arrive in Qingyuan Prefecture.

That night, dark clouds loomed overhead, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the sea surged with bluish-gray waves.

At the corner of the corridor, a sneaky pirate suddenly appeared. Although he was dressed like a pirate, he was as thin as a bean sprout, with neither a burly physique nor any muscular build. He looked rather comical.

Lin Pingzhi looked around and, seeing that there was indeed no one in sight, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

That's right, he came for revenge.

These days, Lin Pingzhi has been recuperating in You Mingjiang's cabin. As his injuries gradually improve, the more he thinks about it, the more he feels he can't swallow this insult.

How can a grown man tolerate evil?

Moreover, the Purple Whale Gang covets our Evil-Repelling Sword Manual. We've only ever heard of a thousand days of thievery, not a thousand days of guarding against thieves.

This Purple Whale Gang is utterly depraved. If they aren't eradicated completely, they'll come after us sooner or later.

It would be better to catch them off guard.

Being young, they were fearless and full of youthful energy, emboldened by their passion, and unafraid of anything.

He had learned disguise from his mother before. Seeing that You Mingjiang was engrossed in meditation, he secretly made a wax mask and put it on his face. He also took the rat poison that You Mingjiang used to kill rats.

After that, he tiptoed out of the cabin and made his way to the Purple Whale Gang's wine cellar.

Killing Hai Kuotian was his only thought before disembarking.

He swallowed hard, reached out and slapped open the mud seal, pinched one corner of the oil paper package, and with his other hand supporting it, poured all the wild sesame seeds into the wine jar.

After pouring it out, he turned the oil paper package over, shook it again and again, and carefully put the last bit of powder in.

Lin Pingzhi lifted the wine jar with both hands, gently shook it, and kept his eyes fixed on the jar, afraid of spilling a single drop.

After shaking it, he took a deep breath to calm his nerves.

He lowered his head, slumped his shoulders, and slightly turned down the corners of his mouth, feigning a timid and submissive demeanor. Holding the wine jar in both hands, he moved step by step toward Hai Kuotian's cabin.

Whether it was because the plank was not sturdy or because he was too flustered, his steps became unsteady.

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Inside the cabin was a gleaming altar, clearly polished regularly, upon which sat a statue of the sea god.

Hai Kuotian would burn incense and make offerings every day, praying to the sea god to bless him with a safe voyage and hoping to bring back more "good stuff".

At this moment, the smell of incense and the pungent odor of alcohol mingled together, making people frown.

Hai Kuotian was holding a nearly empty wine jar, completely drunk, talking nonsense. His trusted subordinates weren't by his side, leaving him all alone in his drunken rage.

Lin Pingzhi chuckled inwardly, thinking, "This is truly a godsend; even the heavens are on my side!"

This notorious pirate captain is actually worshipping the sea god here? Doesn't he even look in the mirror and see what kind of person he is?

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

The vast ocean and boundless sky, the debts you owe, must be repaid today!

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"Where's the wine!" Hai Kuotian shouted drunkenly, "Where the hell have you been! Get me some wine now!"

Lin Pingzhi lowered his eyes and handed over the spiked wine jar with both hands. After handing it over, he deliberately lingered and backed away, occasionally stealing a glance at Hai Kuotian.

This jar contains a herbal wine with a peculiar, foul odor. Lin Pingzhi noticed this and poured the entire bag of wild ginger into the jar.

After adding poison, the wine's color, aroma, and taste remain completely undetectable.

The poison of the sesame seeds is extremely potent. The boy stood to the side, his eyes fixed on the wine jar, hoping that Hai Kuotian would quickly reach out, pick up the jar, tilt his head back, and gulp it all down.

He snatched the wine jar, grinning from ear to ear, and drank with great gusto, the wine dripping down his thick neck and soaking a large part of his clothes in no time.

Lin Pingzhi felt nauseous and quickly turned his head to the side, not wanting to look at it again.

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Seeing this, Hai Kuotian stroked the wine jar, a mocking sneer appearing on his flushed, tipsy face.

He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, seemingly gulping down large mouthfuls of wine, but in reality, he skillfully controlled the angle so that not a single drop actually went down his throat.

Hmph, this greenhorn really thinks he can rest easy just because he's under the protection of that bastard Blackwood Cliff?

Hai Kuotian had long seen through the boy's disguise, but just then a thunderstorm struck. He panicked, fearing that the awful weather would destroy their livelihood, so he hurriedly sent his men to lower the sails.

He himself got completely drunk and waited for Lin Pingzhi to come to him.

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Lin Pingzhi stood there, coldly watching this scene.

Hai Kuotian's head swayed back and forth, and before half a cup of tea had passed, he collapsed onto the table with a "thump".

"Crack!" The wine jar rolled to the ground, spilling wine everywhere, and the smell of alcohol made people's throats feel sticky.

Lin Pingzhi tensed his jaw, his eyes fixed on the stain of wine, thinking: The opportunity has come!

He crouched low, a chillingly gleaming dagger in his hand, and silently approached Hai Kuotian. Lin Pingzhi moved even lighter, barely daring to breathe, for fear of startling his prey.

"Boom!" The thunder rumbled in, and the churning waves on the sea were illuminated by the lightning.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly sprang up, using all his strength to viciously stab Hai Kuotian in the chest!

Just as the dagger was about to fall, Hai Kuotian suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the boy's wrist, and twisted his hand tightly. The boy gasped and almost lost his grip on the dagger!

Hai Kuotian laughed contemptuously: "You little brat, you think you can outsmart me? You'd better just die!"

The maniacal laughter pierced Lin Pingzhi's heart. Two flames burned in his pupils, and he suddenly exerted force with both arms, trying to press the dagger into Hai Kuotian's chest.

With a "thud," the dagger was pinned to the porthole.

The two men struggled fiercely, rolling around in the cramped cabin, and then crashed into the altar with a "bang".

A thunderous roar erupted, the sea god statue fell to the ground and shattered, and the candlesticks and incense burner overturned. Lin Pingzhi, wincing in pain, grabbed the broken candlestick and lunged at Hai Kuotian's neck!

Hai Kuotian tilted his head and narrowly avoided a fatal blow, but his shoulder was stabbed and blood gushed out!

He freed his hand, reached for an incense burner, and slapped it on Lin Pingzhi's head.

"Clang—" The incense burner smashed onto Lin Pingzhi's forehead.

Lin Pingzhi, his head bleeding profusely, bit Hai Kuotian's shoulder, grabbed some incense ash, and smeared it into Hai Kuotian's eyes.

Taking advantage of the opponent's lapse in strength, he tried to strangle him with his other hand, but was punched behind the ear. The pain almost made Lin Pingzhi faint. Hai Kuotian wrapped his legs around his waist and slammed his knee into his stomach.

The two wrestled in the pool of blood, and Hai Kuotian delivered another knee strike to the boy's ribs!

He twisted his waist to dodge, but was punched in the left eye, causing it to swell. He immediately bent down to punch Hai Kuotian's nose. With a loud crack, Hai Kuotian, in pain, flung the boy away.

Lin Pingzhi's lower back slammed into the altar and he rolled to the ground. He was cut by shards of the jade statue, bleeding profusely, and was in so much pain that he couldn't get up.

The metallic taste of blood in his throat grew stronger. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his nose, and Hai Kuotian gritted his teeth.

He could tolerate the repeated humiliations and insults from the people of Blackwood Cliff and Bat Island, but now even this androgynous guy dares to glare at him!

He was determined to vent his anger!

"You all think I'm made of clay?! Go to hell—"

Hai Kuotian pounced on him frantically, grabbing Lin Pingzhi's neck with both hands and suddenly clenching his fists.

The boy was pressed against the deck, making a "hoarse" sound in his throat, his eyes reflecting Hai Kuotian's distorted face.

Lin Pingzhi bent his knees and pressed them against Hai Kuotian's stomach, kicking his heels repeatedly.

He had only one thought in his mind: even if he died, he would take this pirate captain down with him!

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Just then, a cold arrow whizzed into Hai Kuotian's throat, splattering blood everywhere!

Hai Kuotian loosened his grip, and Lin Pingzhi fell to the ground.

The pirate captain's eyes widened, and he tried to stop the gushing blood with his hands, but he staggered backward and fell heavily to the ground.

Someone come here! His men—

Hai Kuotian coughed up a mouthful of blood and could no longer make a sound.

He crawled with all his might toward the cabin door, leaving a shocking trail of blood behind him.

Not long after, he collapsed, barely breathing.

Once Lin Pingzhi had recovered, he pulled the dagger stuck in the porthole and lunged forward!

The dagger plunged deep into Hai Kuotian's chest!

With a "crack" sound in his throat, before his pupils could even dilate, black blood was already flowing from his seven orifices.

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"Pfft, pfft, pfft..."

Warm blood smeared on his face, Lin Pingzhi was still not satisfied and stabbed the corpse several more times.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally released his pent-up anger and collapsed to the ground. He was panting heavily, his body drenched in sweat, his head spinning, and his legs beginning to tremble.

This tremor was not out of fear, but out of an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.

He raised his head, stared at the arrow stuck in Hai Kuotian's throat, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and asked in a low voice, "Which senior helped me?"

But all around were the sounds of wind and rain and the waves; there was complete silence, and no one answered.

Lin Pingzhi had a vague idea of ​​what was going on, but the most important thing right now was to get out of there as soon as possible. He quickly wiped his waxed face, changed his clothes in the cabin, opened the porthole, and threw the blood-stained "evidence" into the sea.

As he watched the "evidence" bobbing up and down in the waves, Lin Pingzhi's fear slowly dissipated.

Finally, he glanced at Hai Kuotian again and remembered the fish eyes that he was most afraid of when he was a child, which looked like they were dying with their eyes open. Now, it seemed nothing so scary.

Lin Pingzhi gently opened the door a crack, and after confirming that no one was outside, he slipped away with his back bent.

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Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and surging waves, carrying large raindrops, pounded fiercely against the three-masted warship.

The sails groaned and wailed as the Purple Whale Pirates struggled against the wind and waves.

Seizing the opportunity amidst the chaos, You Mingjiang crouched low and nimbly climbed through the window into the cabin. She placed the three-pound bow into the bamboo medicine basket, her soaked night clothes dripping with rainwater, splashing small puddles on the deck.

Hai Kuotian's cabin was in such a mess that it looked like it had been robbed.

The incense and candles on the altar were overturned, and blood was everywhere. Hai Kuotian lay stiffly on the ground, long since dead.

It looked like a fierce and prolonged battle.

She quickly put on medical gloves, bent down to pick up a tattered piece of clothing from the ground, carefully wrapped her feet tightly, walked around the pool of blood, took a quilt, and went to the body lying on the ground.

Hai Kuotian was a burly man, and his corpse looked very heavy.

You Mingjiang squatted down, grabbed a corner of the quilt with both hands to wrap the corpse, and it took a little effort to tie it up.

Next, they moved a few more ballast stones... Finally, everything was ready.

"Boom!"

Amidst the rumbling thunder, You Mingjiang gave a powerful push with both hands. With a muffled "plop," the body was pushed into the sea, and in the blink of an eye, the seawater had swallowed it.

Then, she rummaged under the bed and picked out a set of clothes belonging to the Purple Whale Gang pirates. The clothes smelled musty, but she didn't even blink and put them on. After dressing herself, she looked in a broken mirror, tidied her hair, and in a few quick movements, she was dressed as a pirate.

Next, You Mingjiang took out several wooden buckets for holding fish from the space of the [Bamboo Medicine Basket].

The wooden bucket contained rotting mudskippers, emitting a strong, pungent stench that made one want to vomit up their dinner from the previous night.

She poured several buckets of fish onto the pool of blood, and the stench of decay spread instantly, filling the entire cabin. Then she smashed the broken mirror and threw it by the porthole.

After doing all that, she took out a jug of fish maw glue that she had casually taken from the hold.

The fish glue was incredibly sticky. She grabbed a brush and sealed the gaps in the hatch tightly, leaving no nook or cranny untouched. It was impossible to open from the outside; it was as if it were welded shut. She also coated the gaps in the porthole with fish glue. Finally, she took out a fishing line and carefully threaded it through the porthole.

You Mingjiang took a deep breath and jumped onto the deck.

On deck, the Purple Whale Gang members were busy as bees. She blended into the crowd, grabbed the twitching rope, and pretended to be one of them.

Faintly, I heard a high-pitched chirping sound in my ear.

As the sound gradually faded, You Mingjiang took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and slowly pulled out the fishing line.

Her movements were quick and stealthy; she held the fishing line while keeping an eye on the people around her.

As the fishing line was pulled, the porthole slowly closed, and the slight creaking sound was almost imperceptible under the cover of thunder.

Without hesitation, You Mingjiang threw the tangled fishing line into the sea, without anyone noticing.

The sails were finally secured, and the pirates cheered in waves.

Yu Mingjiang stood in the crowd, gazing at the surging sea, and sighed softly.

Please be aware that ① great things in the world must be accomplished by attending to details.

Sigh, in the end, she had to handle the aftermath and clean up this mess.

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