Chapter 193: Bloodthirsty Girl Hua Mei with Thorns

At this time, the shopkeeper and his waiters were bringing up the food in a stream. When they saw this sudden change, they were so frightened that they were stunned.

Feng Yi acted as if nothing had happened and said calmly: "What are you looking at? Are you arranging the dishes?"

The shopkeeper saw the girl lying on the ground, motionless. He went forward to check her breath and pulse, but found neither, and she was obviously dead. Yet she still wanted to drink and eat. He thought, "This is a notorious bandit!" He hurriedly ordered his waiter to serve her wine and food, and not daring to disobey, he slowly retreated towards the stairs.

Feng Yi's eyes were so sharp that he could see everything in all directions. Seeing that the shopkeeper looked strange, he was afraid that he would report to the police and cause unnecessary trouble, so he said quietly, "Shopkeeper, please don't meddle in other people's business."

The shopkeeper stopped, swallowed his saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, if you have great ability, you can just walk away, but you killed someone, how can our shop afford it?"

Feng Yi heard this and thought it made sense. He glanced at the girl and saw her eyes moving slightly. Her eyes were closed, but her eyeballs were moving and could still be seen through her eyelids.

"This little girl is very smart and well-behaved." Feng Yi said with a smile: "How can I kill someone while eating? I don't want to lose my appetite."

After saying this, he put down the wine bowl, slowly stood up, bent down, took the woman's jade-like wrist and felt her pulse.

The shopkeeper said, "There is no pulse. He is dead."

Feng Yi smiled slightly, and used his internal energy to rush towards the girl's wrist. He felt a surge of internal energy in the girl's body, and it was obvious that she was using her internal energy to resist.

Feng Yi pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh my, this is terrible. This girl's pulse is chaotic and jumping wildly. She is obviously weak in Qi and blood, but her pulse is full. This is a sign of being possessed by a demon and dying soon!"

As soon as these words came out, the purple face of the young girl turned bright red, and she opened her mouth and shouted, "You are possessed by the devil, and you will not live long!"

The shopkeeper and his employees were all stunned to see her come back to life.

Feng Yi said nervously, "How could this be?"

Without further ado, he grabbed the other person's hand, seemingly taking his pulse, but actually using his internal force to impact his meridians.

The girl was held down by his fingers, unable to resist, but she felt a powerful internal energy rushing into her, as if a red-hot iron bar was stirring back and forth in her body. The pain was unimaginable, and she quickly used her internal energy to resist, unable to utter a word.

Feng Yi still said with a sigh: "It's over, it's over, this girl, sometimes alive, sometimes dead, this is really a demon, what should I do?"

The girl was well aware of her own condition, so how could it be a sign of being possessed?

It turned out that the girl pretended to reach out to support Feng Yi's shoulder, but there was a thin needle filled with poison stuck between her fingers, which she wanted to insert into his body. Unexpectedly, a strong internal energy burst out from Feng Yi's body, which knocked her away.

She knew she was no match for him and was afraid that he would attack her next time, so she used the "Turtle Breathing Technique" to pretend to be dead.

Feng Yi seemed to have done nothing and easily resolved the situation, but if it was someone with slightly weaker martial arts skills, they would have been tricked long ago, so he had to let her suffer.

However, the girl plotted against him, but others were unaware of it. It would be too embarrassing for Feng Yi, a grown man, to punish a girl openly, so he pretended to treat her.

The girl felt the pain, but she saw Feng Yi's eyes shining, with a smile on his face. She knew what he meant. Her inner strength could not withstand the torture, and she suddenly flattened her mouth and burst into tears, crying and shouting: "You bully me! You bully me!"

The shopkeeper and his staff saw her tears and secretly despised Feng Yi for arguing with a little girl!

"Girl!" Feng Yi also let go of his hand at this time, and said calmly: "In all these years, you are the first person who dares to plot against me. You are very brave!"

The girl cried, "My Jade Phosphorus Needle is not the most powerful one. I still have many hidden weapons that I haven't used yet."

Feng Yi's eyes pierced her face like lightning, and he said slowly: "Sure enough, you are Ding Chunqiu's disciple!"

The girl was startled and stopped crying. She said, "Huh?" with a surprised look on her face, "How did you know?"

Feng Yi asked: "Where is he?"

The girl stammered and couldn't say anything.

Feng Yi thought: "She is Ah Zi without a doubt. She is too busy hiding from Ding Chunqiu, how can she know!"

Without asking any more questions, he sat back down, poured himself a bowl of daughter's red wine, and began to devour the dishes on the table.

Seeing that he ignored her, the girl groaned and turned over, trying to sit up from the ground, but she couldn't exert much strength. She couldn't help but frown and thought to herself: "This guy's martial arts is really high. Humph, if I learn the method of dissolving internal energy, let's see if you dare to use internal energy against me!" She said: "May I ask your name, brother?"

Seeing that she was polite this time, Feng Yi did not answer. He picked up a piece of pork ribs, put it in his mouth, and chewed it loudly.

The girl took out another ingot from her sleeve and gave it to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was about to reach out his hand, but suddenly retracted it: "Miss, one ingot of gold is enough for us. I dare not ask for more silver from you!"

The girl said in a delicate voice: "That's two different things. I want to treat this gentleman to a meal and a drink. Don't you agree?"

The storyteller saw her with a sly smile on her face, her big black eyes full of shrewdness, and thought of a customer who had just had his teeth knocked out by her with chopsticks. He was suddenly startled and quickly reached out to take the chopsticks: "I dare not, I dare not!"

The girl said, "Don't let anyone come up here again!"

The shopkeeper bowed to the ground and said, "Yes, yes, I'll listen to your instructions, young lady!" After that, he lowered his head and walked out.

The girl giggled seeing that he was afraid of her.

Seeing her trembling, Feng Yi suddenly had a strange look in his eyes, thinking: "No wonder this girl can make You Tanzhi the best licker, but this time Juxian Manor was destroyed by Xiao Yuanshan, leaving no one alive, so the man who licked her feet is gone, which is meaningless!"

The girl snorted, "Isn't it just a joke with you? Why are you so angry? You're still a man?"

Feng Yi saw that his pretty face was angry, pouting, not very happy. Even when she was angry, she was charming and cute. He was shocked: "This girl is really beautiful, she can relieve my fatigue!"

The girl saw him staring at her, her face suddenly turned red, but she felt a little sweet in her heart, and said, "I'll sing a song for you as an apology, okay?"

Feng Yi glanced at her and said, "I'm telling you the truth, I'm not a good person. If you play with fire, it will be too late to regret it!"

The girl's eyes formed a crescent shape and she smiled, "You are such an interesting person. Who would say that they are not good? I think your martial arts skills are really high. I'm afraid you can be compared with my master!"

After hearing this, Feng Yi frowned and asked, "What's your name?"

The woman said, "My last name is Duan, you can just call me A Zi!"

It was the Northern Song Dynasty at that time, and the etiquette and laws were strict. Even among the people in the underworld, it was rare for a woman to tell a strange man her name in person.

Feng Yi couldn't tell whether her behavior reflected the boldness and indulgence of the Xingxiu Sect or her free and easy personality.

While thinking, Ah Zi's luck turned, the pain in her body eased, she stood up and poured herself a glass of wine, drank it all, and said, "Brother, you said I look like someone you know, who is it?"

Seeing that she was drinking heavily, Feng Yi's brows relaxed and he asked, "Do you know Qiao Feng and Ah Zhu?"

Ah Zi was surprised to hear this, "I have a sister named Ah Zhu, and I know her too. Qiao Feng is the leader of the Beggars' Sect. I have heard of his name in the martial arts world. Do you know them?"

Feng Yi was also surprised and asked: "Don't you know him?"

Ah Zi's face lit up with joy, and she said, "I don't know him, but from the look on your face, I know him!"

Feng Yi couldn't help but feel a little confused.

She took Duan as her last name, which obviously meant that she had met Duan Zhengchun and Ruan Xingzhu, but how did she recognize them without Qiao Feng and Ah Zhu? Little did she know that Ah Zi's recognition of Duan and Ruan had nothing to do with Qiao Feng and Ah Zhu, and would not change because of whether they went to Xiaojing Lake or not. What mattered was that when they recognized each other, Ah Zhu happened to hear the reason for their recognition and learned about her own life experience.

Ah Zi smiled, poured another glass of wine, drank it all, and said, "How are I similar to your acquaintance?"

After she drank two glasses of wine, her cheeks became as red as rouge, making her look extremely charming and attractive.

Feng Yi's restless heart couldn't help but jump up, and he said: "Equally clever, equally beautiful!"

Ah Zi blushed and thought to herself, "He is so bold to say such frivolous words to me."

But in her entire life, no young man had ever praised her beauty to her face.

When she was learning skills in the Xingxiu Sect, all the brothers thought she was a naughty little girl; when she was a little older, her master, the old monster Xingxiu, looked at her strangely, sometimes reaching out to touch her face and chest. She became afraid, so she stole the "Shenmu King Cauldron" and fled to the Central Plains.

Last year, she went to Xiaojing Lake and happened to see Duan Zhengchun's bodyguard Chu Wanli fishing. She broke his fishing line with a stone, which led to a conflict. But Chu Wanli saw that she was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old and did not bother with her. Unexpectedly, she became more aggressive, took the fishing rod from her hand, and stabbed the fish to death for several days in a row.

Chu Wanli said that since you don’t eat it, why kill it for no reason.

However, A Zi threw his fishing rod into the water. Chu Wanli saw his weapon being thrown away, and he was so ashamed and angry that he tried to attack immediately, but was wrapped up by her fishing net.

Later, Duan Zhengchun showed up, gave Ah Zi a good scolding, and threw her into the water. Unexpectedly, she pretended to be dead and held her breath. Ruan Xingzhu rescued her and realized that she was his daughter.

Later, A Zi learned about her own life story. The family of three spent a few days in peace in Xiaojing Lake. But Qin Hongmian and her daughter came again, shouting and killing, although Ruan Xingzhu's hostility was resolved by a few nice words from her sister.

But Ah Zi was active by nature and felt that it was meaningless. Moreover, because she insulted Chu Wanli, Duan Zhengchun's retainers all looked at her unfavorably, so she sneaked out again.

At this moment, there was a commotion downstairs. Several constables came up and the chief constable shouted, "Who is it?"

One of the entourage pointed at A Zi and said, "It's him." It turned out to be the drunkard who was beaten by A Zi.

Ah Zi laughed and said, "You really don't know what's good for you!"

When the captain of the police took one look at Ah Zi's appearance, he swallowed his saliva with a "gulp", and his eyes rolled around.

He heard Ah Zi speaking with a rolling tongue, speaking in Jiangnan dialect, with incorrect pronunciation and impure voice, but it was crisp and soft, with a different kind of charm. He was restless and couldn't help but go crazy, shouting sternly: "The government is arresting people, everyone else should stay away! Capture him!"

A constable shook the chain and it clattered around A Zi's neck.

Ah Zi smiled and said, "Help! Help!" She shook her body and hid behind Feng Yi.

Feng Yi was surprised, he didn't expect that her body movement was unique. Although there was no special change, it was very fast and the constable's chain fell into thin air immediately.

The drunkard said again: "They are in the same group."

There was a leak in his mouth, but it was still clear enough for people to hear.

This constable was used to being domineering and overbearing. Seeing that Feng Yi was a gentle and polite person, he didn't take him seriously at all. He shook the chain again, wanting to arrest both of them together.

Feng Yi didn't want to take action at first, but he had to. He suddenly stretched out his chopsticks and clamped the middle of the iron lock.

His internal energy was everywhere, the constable's hands felt numb, the chains slipped out of his hands, Feng Yi's chopsticks loosened, and the chains fell to the ground.

This scene shocked everyone, and the captain thought he had met a tough guy.

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Ah Zi gently clapped her right sleeve with her left hand, and a burst of emerald green light shot towards the group of detectives.

Feng Yi saw that her method of launching hidden weapons was extremely vicious and these constables had no chance of dodge, so he immediately slapped her with his palm, and the bunch of green needles were unexpectedly covered by an invisible force and stayed in the air.

Even Ah Zi was stunned at this moment. This was simply a divine method.

Feng Yi retracted his palm, and the poison needles all fell to the ground. He glanced at the group of detectives and said, "Are you not leaving yet?"

Even though these detectives were clueless, they knew the needle was poisonous and that this man had saved their lives, so they immediately rushed downstairs.

The drunkard followed closely behind, and with a whoosh sound, he was stabbed in the back by a needle. With a thud, he fell to the ground and died.

But it was Ah Zi who shot out another poison needle. The poison in this needle was very powerful. It killed him instantly by striking blood in the throat.

Feng Yi was shocked to see how ruthless she was. "No matter how beautiful she is, her thorns are too poisonous. She is not as proud as Li Mochou. She will do anything to achieve her goals. You have to grow two heads to use her to relieve yourself." He said coldly, "You beat him, shouldn't he report it to the police? Why do you want to kill him?"

Ah Zi pouted and said, "What's the difference between this kind of fool and cattle and horses? Isn't killing him the same as killing an animal?"

She said it casually, as if it were a matter of course.

Feng Yi said grimly: "Then if I kill you, what are you?"

Ah Zi's heart couldn't help but pound. She was stunned for a moment, and a sour feeling rushed to her heart. She said, "You saw it. He didn't know what was good for him and brought people to arrest me. Just now he said that you and I were in the same group. If it weren't for your high martial arts skills, if you and I were arrested by the government, would you and I have a good ending? You are a great master, a great hero, and a great man. You are too lazy to argue with this stupid cow. You have lost your status!

But I am just a wandering girl, do you think I want to wear men's clothes? It's just to avoid trouble!

Humph, but some people are blind. Besides, you learned martial arts, isn't it for killing people? Why are you so fierce to me? "

Ah Zi was not cruel and vicious by nature, but because she grew up in the Xingxiu Sect, she was used to seeing vicious and cruel things, and thought that it was how she should be. Even when she teased Chu Wanli and was punished by her father, she did not think she was wrong at all.

She was used to doing her own thing, and for some reason, today, she felt very aggrieved by what Feng Yi said. After saying these words, she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.

After hearing this, Feng Yi thought to himself that since he started practicing martial arts, he would not kill anyone easily. Most of the people he killed were evil people who did many evil things and harmed the world. However, despite this, he also killed many ordinary people. He was able to live to this day, and it was indeed because of his martial arts!

He closed his eyes and pondered for a while. He felt that Ah Zi's words made him unable to refute. He sighed slightly and thought to himself: "She has her own understanding, and I have mine. Why should I argue with her? We all have our own destiny!"

He had been influenced by Buddhist and Taoist scriptures and had the demeanor of a wise man who was open-minded and knew his fate. Now that he had eaten and drunk his fill, he immediately stood up and was about to leave.

Suddenly, I heard a commotion outside, and someone shouted, "This is it, this is it."

A man with a loud voice shouted, "Damn it! This little apprentice sister can really run!"

Then there were two crackling sounds and the guy cried out, as if he was slapped in the face.

Feng Yi heard the clatter of footsteps, and there were at least a dozen people on the stairs. From the sound of their voices, he knew they were from the Xingxiu Sect who had robbed him, Huang Shang and others.

Feng Yi already hated this group of people and didn't want to block the knife for A Zi, so he leaped backwards, jumped out of the window, and fell into the restaurant.

When Ah Zi heard the voice of her fellow disciple, her face turned pale. She turned around and saw Feng Yi had already gone out the window. She did not even bother to take her raincoat and hurriedly followed him out. When she landed, she saw Feng Yi's shadow had disappeared behind the house.

She landed on the ground with both feet, trying to break the momentum of falling, but she screamed, her feet slipped, and she almost fell.

The heavy rain came quickly and went away quickly. At this time, it had turned into a drizzle. With her lightness skills, it was not difficult for her to jump from a second floor.

But Ah Zi had just been beaten by Feng Yi, which had shaken her meridians and made her internal breathing blocked, causing her to sprain her ankle. However, she did not dare to stay and limped to catch up.

Feng Yi recognized Ah Zi's cry, but since he didn't want to have anything to do with this troublemaker, he ignored it, gathered his energy and ran as fast as he could, running more than ten miles westward in one breath before he slowed down.

After walking more than a hundred miles to the northwest, it was already dark, so we found an inn in a town to rest.

After washing his face, he walked slowly into the courtyard with a pot of tea in his hand, and saw several tables of people drinking and eating in the hall. One of the tables was actually occupied by several monks.

Feng Yi held a teapot in his hand and pretended to take a walk. Intentionally or unintentionally, he noticed the movements of several people, but he did not recognize the others.

One of them was thin, with wrinkles all over his face and bright eyes. He was Xuan Nan, the head monk of the Dharma Academy, whom he had met once in Juxian Manor. He thought to himself, "What are these monks doing here?"

Before I could stop thinking, I heard a voice saying “Amitabha!”

Xuan Nan had already stood up and walked towards Feng Yi, greeting him as a courtesy, and said, "Donor Feng, how are you?"

Feng Yi returned the greeting: "You're welcome."

I thought to myself: "This old man is really extraordinary. He actually heard my footsteps."

In fact, Xuan Nan did not hear his footsteps, but saw him and could not hear his footsteps, so he became concerned. He did not disguise himself, so he recognized him at first sight.

Xuan Nan pointed at another old monk and said, "This is my junior fellow apprentice Xuan Tong."

Xuan Tong clasped his hands together and said, "I have long heard of Master Feng's martial arts prowess. It is fate that we meet today!"

Feng Yi saw that he had a square face, fluttering white beard, and looked very majestic. He smiled and said, "Master, you are too kind." He thought to himself, "I have personally seen ten people with the surname Xuan in Shaolin Temple. The foundation of the sect is indeed extraordinary!"

I only heard Xuan Nan say: "Your Excellency, are you here to look for Gusu Murong?"

Feng Yi's mind suddenly changed, and he immediately realized that the Shaolin Temple also knew about his relationship with Murong Fu. Since he appeared in the Jiangnan area, they would inevitably think too much, so he asked, "Could it be that Murong Fu is nearby?"

"I don't know!" Xuan Nan shook his head and said, "Our temple sent people to Yanziwu twice, asking him to come to our temple to make up for the death of Junior Brother Xuanbei, but unfortunately, we didn't see Donor Murong.

This time, I and Junior Brother Xuantong were on our way to the residence of Benefactor Murong in Yanziwu, Jiangnan, following the abbot's instructions. This is the third time we are respectfully presenting the invitation. It is a chance encounter with the Benefactor and a sign of fate."

As he said this, he took out a big red card and handed it over respectfully.

Feng Yi was confused. Wasn't he inviting Murong Fu? Why was he sending him a note? He took it and saw that it said, "The abbot of Shaolin Temple Xuanci, with folded hands, respectfully invites heroes from all over the world to come to Songshan Shaolin Temple on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Laba Festival, to rejoice, make good connections, and respectfully observe the noble style of the Gusu Murong family, 'giving back what you have given'."

Feng Yi immediately understood and said with a smile: "The Murong family hides away from people. This time, Shaolin Temple is sending out invitations to heroes. If Murong Fu doesn't go, Gusu Murong won't have to mix in the martial arts world. This is indeed a clever move!"

Xuan Nan said: "There are rumors in the martial arts world that in recent years, many heroes in the martial arts world have died under the magical power of Gusu Murong's 'returning the favor with a kind of method'.

My junior fellow disciple Xuanbei passed away in the Dali Guo Shenjie Temple. I wonder if it has anything to do with the Gusu Murong clan. From the abbot to the senior brother, everyone in our sect has doubts in their hearts, but they dare not blame the Gusu Murong clan casually. That is why we respectfully invite the Gusu Murong donor to our temple. We are definitely not daring to offend him."

Feng Yi waved his hand and said casually: "Master, you are still too modest. If it were someone else with the strength of your temple, the Murong family would have flattened Yanziwu without even asking for a second invitation!"

Feng Yi is not talking nonsense, it's just that the monks of Shaolin Temple have good tempers. If someone else had been deceived by the Murong family, and their relatives were suspected to have died at the hands of the other party, and they had asked you to come and explain many times, but you didn't even show up, you would have already exposed the Murong family.

For example, the cause of the so-called Wuxi Xingzilin incident.

That was because the Beggars' Sect came to Jiangnan in large numbers because of Ma Dayuan's death, in order to seek revenge on Murong Fu. As a result, Qiao Feng's life experience was exposed, and the suspicion was shifted to him.

Otherwise, since Murong Fu had not shown up for a long time, he would have been razed to the ground by the Beggars' Sect led by Qiao Feng long ago.

The lower-level monks in Shaolin Temple didn't know the inside story, so it wasn't a big deal. However, Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong were very angry. Murong Bo had deceived the abbot, and now Murong Fu was under suspicion of murdering his junior brother Xuan Bei. He was hiding from people and didn't even give an explanation. It was really rude.

But they believe in winning people over with virtue, and it is not easy to please them.

But there was a "chi chi" laugh, and someone said coldly: "People with great abilities are good, no one dares to say anything when they are arbitrary and domineering!"

(End of this chapter)