Chapter 107 Separate Actions (2)

Firefly City is a solitary red spot surrounded by mountains.

The city walls are made of red bricks, the roofs are made of red tiles, and the orange-red cloud-dyed flag represents the Xiaqi Gate.

Ji Weihang floated in the air, overlooking the rolling green hills that looked very similar.

One of them is called Howling Wind Mountain, which is inaccessible to humans and can only be entered by the wind.

It is also Ren Fengpan’s hometown, the location of Linfeng Village.

The location of the Howling Wind Mountain is uncertain. People often get lost in the area before they realize they have entered the area.

According to Ren Fengpan's memory, a week ago, after receiving an order for precious herbs, she returned to the village from the city and met a weak male cultivator who was seriously injured and dying. He said that he encountered a tribe of monsters during his adventure and all his companions died at the hands of the monsters. He wanted to pass the news back to the city.

Ren Fengpan maintained the villagers' vigilance towards outsiders and did not bring him back to the village, but the young man's innocence and kindness made her leave behind some herbs that could help heal his wounds and a map to Firefly City.

She didn't expect that the male cultivator would have the array-breaking silk attached to his body. At the same time when she passed through the protection left by the gods and returned to the village, the male cultivator followed the traces left by the array-breaking silk and came to Linfeng Village.

Although Linfeng Village is a bit special, the villagers do not have divine powers. They are just mortals with greater strength. They are no match for the well-prepared cultivators who are carrying earth-level spiritual treasures.

The village chief sent the children, including Ren Fengpan, out and trapped the monks in the village.

Ren Fengpan had been wandering around in the mountains and had not entered the city because she heard the monk say that he wanted to clear the obstacles in the mountains for the big demon in order to get a reward. She was worried that she would meet his companions if she entered the city.

She wanted to improve her strength and make a contribution, so Xiaobai appeared in front of her.

Ji Weihang wanted to find "Ren Fengpan", but she was good at surviving and hiding in the mountains, so a carpet search would be worse than going directly into Linfeng Village.

If every move of "Ren Fengpan" is based on herself, then following the logic of action, as long as Ji Weihang enters Linfeng Village, she will naturally come forward.

Jiang Xuan casually threw away the remaining fruit core in her hand, watched it fall into the forest below, clapped her hands, and said, "Well, have you figured out what to do?"

Ji Weihang looked at the unusual fluctuations of spiritual power somewhere among the distant mountains and hummed.

At the same time, Fu Xuan knocked on the Mu family's door.

The lantern hanging under the eaves swayed, with the Kaminarimon logo on it, and lightning flashed across the purple-black rainy night.

"Come on, who is it?" Surprisingly, it was a male voice that rang out from the courtyard. A slender, charming middle-aged man opened the door, glanced at Fu Xuan, and smiled gently, "Who are you looking for, girl?"

"Mu Qiao." Fu Xuan looked like a young woman with black hair and black eyes. She looked expressionless and cold, which was quite intimidating. "I came from the Xuanshi Inn. I heard that Mu Qiao was in the business of leading tourists."

"Ah... yes." The man's face flashed with surprise and worry for a moment, and finally returned to a peaceful smile, "I'll ask him if he can go to work today."

It seems he is home. Seeing the man turn around and go back to the house, Fu Xuan stayed outside the door politely and glanced inside. It was neat and clean, with nothing unusual.

Being a tour guide has been a part-time job for most people since childhood, and it serves as an excuse that never fails.

Tour guides are simple and the rewards are not too high or too low. For poor families, this is a business that they will not miss. Most people will not refuse to be tour guides.

She mentioned that she came from the "Xuanshi Inn" - the residents were very aware of some of the gray areas in the local area - and pointed out that she was not someone to be trifled with. No matter what, the middle-aged man would let Mu Qiao come out to see her to avoid things getting too ugly.

A moment later, Mu Qiao was supported by a middle-aged man and pushed the door open. He was frail, with pale skin, and a high-necked green shirt that outlined his thin body. He looked seriously ill and would fall to the ground and die soon.

"I'm sorry, sister. I'm sick and can't go out." Mu Qiao stood inside the door and spoke to her, with his brows lowered and his voice soft and weak.

Fu Xuan looked at him, changed the subject, and said, "You are somewhat similar to your sister."

Mu Qiao looked up, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Are you talking about Sister Jie Qiu? Do you know her?"

In fact, they were not like each other at all. Fu Xuan just casually changed the topic to Jie Qiu.

"We met once." Fu Xuan said calmly, "I heard at the inn that you were in the tour guide business, so I came here by chance."

"Is she okay?" The middle-aged man who was supporting Mu Qiao couldn't help asking, "I haven't seen her for a long time."

"You are...?" Fu Xuan asked.

"My name is Lin Quan, and my master lives next door. When my master goes out to work, I help take care of Xiao Qiao." The middle-aged man spoke slowly, "I also watched Jie Qiu and Xiao Qiao grow up. Jie Qiu hasn't been back for more than ten years since she went to Leimen. We all miss her very much."

"She's doing well." Fu Xuan said calmly. She looked at Mu Qiao again, not forgetting that the purpose of her coming here was to see if Mu Qiao was also manipulated by the game like Ji Chengyuan. "Would you like to go out with me and talk about Jieqiu?"

Lin Quan looked at Mu Qiao hesitantly. It was always unsafe for a monk to take a weak and beautiful man out for a walk alone, not to mention that Mu Qiao was in such poor health. But since it was related to Jie Qiu, he couldn't intervene and could only let Mu Qiao decide for himself.

Mu Qiao agreed without much hesitation, "Uncle Quan, please get my cloak."

Lin Quan fetched the cloak and put it on him. He looked at the two of them with a worried look as they walked away side by side. After a moment, he closed the door and hurried out. He was going to talk to Yizhu about this matter.

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Linfeng Village

Ji Weihang, who had followed the wind through the barrier, suddenly grabbed the male cultivator's head and smashed it to the ground with a loud bang. He said in a cold voice, "You cling to the demon clan, bully the weak, and have cultivated yourself into the demon's stomach!?"

Jiang Yan, who followed closely behind, looked around with interest, looked at her with dissatisfaction and said, "You shot me, who wants to eat a man? You are worse than a male demon, and of low quality."

Firefly City

There is a barrier in front of the dark alley that separates the inside and the outside.

Fu Xuan grabbed the lower half of "Mu Qiao"'s face and slammed it against the wall. He looked at the tearful eyes on the pale face and asked expressionlessly, "What's your name? Or, what are you? Don't say Mu Qiao, I know you are not that."

"If you can't tell the truth, just humph."

"Muqiao" kept mumbling, as if saying that he had no idea.

Looking at the man who was struggling under his hands but was completely unable to move, Fu Xuan tilted his head, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and spoke in a light voice.

"Actually, I'm quite happy that you behaved like this. Because I was very angry..." She narrowed her eyes slightly, "Mu Qiao, Mu Jie Qiu, is this a coincidence? Or is it your careful arrangement? Hmm? Is this also a game?"

She loosened her grip, and "Mu Qiao" immediately gasped and said, "I really don't know what you are talking about, um!"

She didn't want to hear all that nonsense and immediately covered the lower half of his face again.

"I grew up in Pingyao. Do you know what that means?" She leaned into his ear and chuckled softly, "It means that my moral bottom line is actually very low."

"And you, you chose the wrong, defenseless body to live in." Fu Xuan slipped out a thin long needle from her left sleeve and held it in her palm, pointing it at the tearful eyes, and sighed, "Do you know how good it feels to not have to maintain the image of an innocent and tenacious sister?"

"I will make you feel my happiness."

“…”

Half an hour later, Fu Xuan changed his appearance and returned to Xuanshi Inn with brisk and steady steps. He found an empty table in the lobby and sat down to wait.

Soon, the guards swarmed in, looking for suspects who had harmed local residents. After checking them one by one, they swarmed out again.

"It's really lively. Are those newcomers causing trouble?"

"I heard that a foreigner injured a local man. The scene looked very tragic~"

A burst of laughter that showed mutual understanding rang out in the hall.

This is a black market trading point, and there are no good people here.

There aren't many people like my sister who have gone through so much and still maintain high moral standards...

Fu Xuan took a sip of the bitter tea and tapped the teacup out of boredom, wondering when his sister would come back.

The act of releasing her nature just now reminded her of the secret realm left behind, where someone asked her:

In the Bird Game, when Yun Ruisi asked her for the reward for the qualification to enter the secret realm, what else did she think besides "My sister is right next to me, will she think that I am causing trouble for her?"

She dipped her fingertips in water and slid them across the table, sighing and repeating her thoughts at the time.

[If my sister wasn't here, I wouldn't have to pretend to be so troublesome all the time. ]

She smiled and wiped out the water marks on the table.

It’s better now. Her sister is still here, so she doesn’t have to pretend so strictly.

Hearing familiar footsteps coming down the street, she looked up, smiled and waved.

Sister, you're back.