Chapter 155: Action (Thirteen) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

"I personally think that our pretense is unnecessary."

Using Qi Bushan's essential disguise skills for home travel, murder and robbery, Shen Tang and he transformed from "grandfather and grandson" into two burly, rugged, and unrestrained bandits who were clearly not good people. She felt that this was like burying her head in the sand.

Qi Shan asked her, "Why isn't it necessary?"

Shen Tang touched his thick, bushy beard, a fleeting look of worry crossing his scarred face. He sighed and said, "It's not that your disguise is bad, it's just that once I show my sword, unless Xiao Fang is blind, there's no way she wouldn't recognize it."

Who would have thought that the prefect would invite the two of them?

Qi Shan asked, "Are you worried that the two brothers will leak the secret?"

Shen Tang shook his head: "It's not that I'm worried about that. The most inseparable relationships in this world require 'interests' as the linchpin. Brother Zhai Huan is neither a subordinate of the prefect nor does he need to take orders from him. How much benefit can he get by reporting us? I'm just worried that I already owe Xiao Fang a huge sum of money, and if I owe her another favor, I'll be truly indebted..."

Qi Shan narrowed her eyes, and her next sentence revealed her ruthless nature: "Young Master Shen is worried about this? This matter is not difficult to solve, just kill them all."

Shen Tang: "..."

Killing Zhai Huan and his brother means he doesn't have to repay the IOU he wrote to Zhai Le, and he won't owe anyone a favor. Is that Qi Bushan's logic?

Zhai Le died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

She gave a slight smirk: "It's not that bad."

If her friend Zhai Le knew that she had killed him for this reason, she would never be able to make any friends again.

I hope you won't come up with any bad ideas.

Shen Tang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Never mind, let Banbu handle Xiaofang... I'll deal with that captain..."

Qi Shan asked, "Are you up to the rank of Left Vice Minister of the Tenth Rank?"

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle.

He had a fairly good grasp of the general situation in Sibao County, and Commandant Yang was the highest-ranking martial artist in the Sibao County garrison.

Tenth-rank Left Vice-Chief.

Yes, you read that right, a tenth-rank Left Vice-Chief.

It was one rank higher than Gong Shuwu's ninth-rank fifth-level official.

This man has a rich history; in his youth, he fought alongside the army in various campaigns and was sworn brothers with the current prefect, having fought together. However, he is indecisive, short-tempered, and mediocre in talent, yet he is extremely arrogant, which has offended many of his comrades.

Later, he was punished by his superior for delaying the battle, receiving a beating and being demoted. In addition, he had offended many people, so he was transferred to Sibao County to command troops. Since being transferred to Sibao County, he has been frustrated and unfulfilled. He has become lax in his training, lacks talent, and has lost the opportunity to make merit on the battlefield. It is conceivable that his martial luck has accumulated very slowly.

He was promoted to the ninth rank of fifth-grade official at the age of thirty, but fifteen years later he was only promoted to the tenth rank of left vice-chief... It can be said that he made almost no progress.

Judging from the people Yang Duwei hated the most, his master was at the top of the list, followed by his political enemies who had suppressed him in the past.

Even so—

But a tenth-rank left junior official is still a tenth-rank left junior official.

The veteran is still as sharp as ever.

There are only so many people on our side.

I still feel a bit uneasy.

Shen Tang's brow twitched: "You're saying I'm not good enough???"

Just as he was about to have an attack, Qi Shan took out the wine flask that had been prepared beforehand. It was definitely strong liquor, and it was also a good medicinal wine soaked with various tonics. With his young master Shen's alcohol tolerance, which was so low that he would get drunk after drinking this flask of strong liquor, he was guaranteed to be drunk all night long.

Shen Tang: "..."

Qi Bushan is a real ruthless guy.

Shen Tang took the wine pouch. She was originally in a group with Chu Yao, but Qi Bushan used the excuse that "Wu Hui couldn't bear to feed young master Shen wine" to force her to switch groups. Heh, she didn't know if Chu Wu Hui was willing to part with her, but Qi Bushan was definitely willing!

I closed my eyes, steeled my resolve, and tilted my head back, gulping down my breath.

The rich liquor slid down her throat, turning a pungent, spicy sensation. A searing heat instantly rushed to her cheeks, and Shen Tang's forehead slammed against a tree with a thud. She was instantly drunk, instantly sober, and heard Qi Shan say, "Young Master Shen, do you still remember that gang of treasure thieves?"

Shen Tang narrowed her watery eyes.

Dangerous tunnel: "Remember, where?"

Qi Shan pointed to a large, dark shadow in the distance: "That's it. We've investigated and found that this group of thieves is plotting something sinister. They intend to set up troops here and intercept Gong Shuwu to steal his 'treasure.' I'm risking my life to inform Shen Lang of this. What are Shen Lang's intentions?"

With each word he spoke, Shen Tang's face darkened.

She gritted her teeth, her cheeks taut with rage: "Such shameless villains deserve to be killed!"

Qi Shan said, "There's no need for that."

Shen Tang looked at him coldly: "What do you mean by that?"

Qi Shan calmly and deliberately deceived Shen Zuigui Tang: "To shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture a thief, capture his king first. The leader, the tenth-rank Left Vice Minister, has been executed. The rest of the defeated soldiers are nothing to fear; they will scatter like birds and beasts. I am willing to serve Shen Lang with utmost loyalty and lend a helping hand."

Shen Tang pretended to ponder: "I'll allow you to fight alongside me!"

Qi Shan appeared to be very obsequious, but inwardly she couldn't help but chuckle.

He had no idea that when young Master Shen was drunk, he possessed a certain air of a valiant hero from a popular folktale, speaking with great flair. If he knew the term "chuunibyou" (middle school syndrome), he probably would understand.

It was a dark and stormy night, a night for murder.

Zhai Le was meditating, circulating his martial energy to adjust his state. He appeared to be taking a short nap with his eyes closed, but in reality, he was secretly sensing the energy of heaven and earth. Zhai Huan was doing the same. Almost at a certain moment, the two opened their eyes simultaneously. Zhai Huan leaped backward, waved his right hand, and several meters high, black and white qi swirled and rose from the ground at the edge of the temporary camp.

Zhai Le conjured a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right. The bowstring instantly taut, and he shot a special arrow into the sky. As it ascended, it emitted an extremely piercing whistling sound that echoed throughout the entire camp. The arrow, formed from martial energy, reached its highest point and then exploded in all directions.

The blinding white light appeared briefly and then vanished in an instant.

This is a whistle arrow!

Captain Yang suddenly opened his eyes. He was wondering where the whistle arrow came from when a strong impact came from the edge of the camp, causing the ground to shake and a strong wind to sweep through. The soldiers who had just woken up were blown about before they could shake off their sleepiness.

In just one glance, Zhai Huan's expression changed drastically—he knew the visitor was hostile, but he hadn't expected them to be this hostile!

That scholar with literary talent was by no means inferior to him in terms of profound knowledge.

When the two walls of scholarly refinement collided, his side cracked first.

However, testing the waters bought them some time.

Zhai Le had enough arrows to warn the entire battalion. Little did he know, this arrow not only warned the entire battalion, but also another group of enemies.

Gong Shuwu was greatly encouraged.

Good heavens—

He'll be asleep if we delay any longer!

He shook his entire body and bones, and activated his martial spirit.

Black martial energy spread upwards from his feet, covering his entire body.

The black tiger-head helmet, with a red tassel on top, is made of black "mountain"-shaped armor plates strung together, providing amazing defense.

She wore a shawl and shoulder guards, tiger-head patterned arm guards on both wrists, a chest and back armor covering her entire upper body, an armor skirt that reached her calves, a majestic tiger-head waist guard on the front of her waist, and black soap boots on her feet.

He wielded a crescent-shaped long-handled sword that was half a head longer than his body!

He eagerly awaited his partner's spiritual insights.

result--

Chu Yao: "Submerging in water or fire is tantamount to courting death!"

Gong Shuwu: "..."

(＿＿)ノ｜Wall

Chu Yao is an even more aggressive, all-out offensive player than Qi Bu Shan...

Gong Shuwu: ...

(End of this chapter)