Chapter 189 Mountain Silence

First couplet: "A thousand taels, ten thousand taels, there is a play, two taels of yellow earth."

Second line: "If you are heartless and ungrateful, and have no money, don't come and fart."

Horizontal banner: "The great way has no reverses."

It is said that this is an inscription written on the Wuyi Hall.

The unruly and incongruous calligraphy was written by Lingxu Zhenjun, the founder of Wuyi Xuewei.

The True Lord Lingxu created the Wuyi Blood Guards, but he himself disappeared in the sacred mountains and wilds. It is said that he went to practice Taoism and become an immortal.

This killer organization full of religious atmosphere and color has been passed down from generation to generation and is now in its eleventh generation.

No one knows where the Wuyi Blood Guards' lair is, how many people there are, or what martial arts they practice.

No one knows the background or real name of each Blood Guard; everything is very mysterious.

All I know is that if you burn red paper facing the moon, the smoke from the incense and candles can summon a carrier pigeon covered in red.

The carrier pigeon took one look at the gold beside the summoner, then flapped its wings and flew away, hiding in the night, carrying the names of the employer and the assassination target back to Wuyi Hall.

At most ten days later, someone in blood-red clothes will appear like a ghost.

From then on, there was one less person in the world and one more soul in the underworld.

A golden mountain was added to Wuyi Palace, and a song was sung with a cup of blood wine.

In the past, the Wuyi Blood Guards only accepted orders to kill people.

I don’t know if it’s because prices have been too high in the past two years and there’s not enough gold, but now he also takes on guard work.

For Blood Guards, killing the target is easy, but protecting and keeping the target alive is more difficult, so the price is higher.

Huo Gannian agreed to a sky-high price of 550,000 taels of gold and ordered the Wuyi Blood Guards to send five Blood Guards to search for Yun Chen.

Soon, news about Yun Chen came, but the result was shocking.

The people who kidnapped Yun Chen were not Huo Gannian's old enemies, nor were they spies who wanted to obstruct Huo Gannian's plan to borrow troops. Instead, they were a group of bandits who had been entrenched in the hills outside Comet City for many years.

Now, even the Wuyi Blood Guards felt a little sorry for Huo Gan. After spending 550,000 taels of gold, the other party was just a bunch of thieves. Why would the Wuyi Blood Guards need to take action?

Huo Gannian didn't care. As long as Yun Chen could come back safely, gold was nothing but dirt on Yun Chen's boots.

For the five Blood Guards, this was an easy task. They could easily kill a bunch of bandits and make eight hundred attacks without even having to close their eyes.

The blood guard with the scar on his eye told Huo Gannian that he didn't need to go with him, for fear that they would not be familiar with each other and would be hindered. He should just wait patiently in the city. In two hours at most, Yun Chen would surely come back safely.

Huo Gannian had no choice but to find a remote courtyard in the city to wait, but after waiting for a whole day, Yun Chen did not show up, and the Wuyi Blood Guard did not come back either.

Just when Huo Gannian was getting restless and was about to charge into the bandit's lair alone with the Hidden Moon Sword, the blood guard named Shan Ji arrived.

Shan Ji appeared in the yard, with his arms folded, looking at Huo Gannian with a scrutinizing and hostile look.

Although Huo Gannian didn't understand why Shan Ji had such an attitude, he was only thinking about Yun Chen and had no time to care about it:

"Where are your five Blood Guards? You boasted that you couldn't defeat a bunch of bandits and that you could rescue Yun Chen in two hours at most, but it's already been twelve hours!"

Seeing that the young master of the Huo Gang, who was always calm and steady, could no longer conceal his anxiety and worry on his face, Shan Ji's expression eased a little, but his eyes were still full of sternness.

Shan Ji said coldly:

"I'm not going to do this Wuyi Blood Guard order anymore. The deposit will be returned to you."

Huo Gannian was stunned, suppressing his annoyance. "Why? The Wuyi Blood Guards are ruthless and unrighteous, but they are the most trustworthy. But now they don't trust us?! Why don't you accept it??"

It was clearly said that as long as the price was right, the emperor could be killed, so why couldn't he take the order to save Yun Chen?

"I don't have the ability to take it." Shan Ji said this and turned away.

After walking a few steps, Shan Ji turned his head and looked back. He saw Huo Gannian roughly pulling out a pen and paper, and scribbling on the letter paper like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves. He wrote one letter after another with no intention of stopping, and his whole body was filled with an undisguised aura of anxiety.

Shan Ji narrowed his eyes. "Why, you want to seek help from Nan Country? But you came to Zhao Country in a low profile, wasn't it to avoid being seen and do secret things? If you keep sending letter after letter to Nan Country, the whole world will know that you, Huo Gannian, are in Zhao Country. Are you going to give up what you want to do?"

Huo Gan didn't even think about it and continued to write quickly, "It's just an errand. If I can't do it today, I can do it tomorrow. If I can't do it now, I can do it ten years later--"

Huo Gannian paused, a look of sadness and worry on his face. He quickly put away all the letters, strode towards the post office, and continued:

"But human life can't wait—Yun Chen can't wait."

I can’t imagine what a group of bandits would do to Yun Chen. Would they beat him up or sell him off?

What if the bandits discovered Yun Chen's female body? What would happen to a group of men who never saw a woman and had no sense of propriety and shame?

Huo Gannian didn't dare to think further.

He hurried past Shan Ji, his mind full of plans: how to send the 3,000 guards of the Huo Gang into Zhao State, and where to borrow some regular troops to suppress the bandits?

If Nan Lijun blames him, should he plead guilty and accept the punishment, or simply quit his job. From now on, Yun Chen will never have to face danger again...

He was anxious and his head was about to explode. He was not prepared when Shan Ji grabbed his arm and blocked his way.

"What are you doing?" Huo Gannian was surprised. This time he was very close and he could see Shan Ji's appearance more clearly.

With a tall stature and fair skin, Shan Ji's face can be called handsome, but his whole body is full of "rebelliousness" and "eccentricity".

It looks like there is a fire bomb hidden under the ice that can explode at any time. It looks like it is hostile to people, making people watch from a distance and dare not get close to it.

Shan Ji's expression had softened slightly, but his tone was still hostile, even carrying a hint of command:

"Sit down and calm down for a moment."

Apart from Old Man Huo, Huo Gannian had never experienced the feeling of being ordered around by an "elder" in his life.

Seeing Huo Gannian's anxious look on the verge of anger, Shan Ji hesitated for a moment, quickly put his finger in front of his lips, made a "silence" gesture, and then subtly pointed in the direction of the inner room -

Zhiluo is inside.

Huo Gannian opened his eyes wide instantly, his mind quickly connected, and he immediately understood everything.

Shan Ji stared at Huo Gannian's face and clearly saw his expression change drastically like the wind and clouds, and then quickly returned to calm. He knew that Huo Gannian was extremely intelligent and had guessed most of it.

Shan Ji couldn't help showing some admiration in his eyes, but he still kept a straight face:

"Take care of yourself. Don't be so foolish and careless again. Some people... once lost, you can never find them again..."

Shan Ji didn't know whether he was saying the last sentence to Huo Gan or to himself.