Chapter 265 A good appetizer (2)
Li Zhiyan stood up suddenly, unable to believe his ears. He murmured, "Did you hear what was shouted outside just now?"
The retainers all smiled happily. Dai Ming, who had been hiding behind them, took the opportunity to stand out and said, "Brother-in-law, it's Immortal Fei who has returned!"
"Haha, God will not destroy me, Li Zhiyan!"
Li Zhiyan threw his head back and laughed, feeling a sigh of relief. He quickly fled the main hall, his movements more nimble than ever before. Descending the stone steps, Li Zhiyan saw Fei Han's familiar face approaching from afar. Illuminated by the faint, flickering red light of the flames, he looked like an arsonist strolling out of a blaze, or perhaps a hungry ghost from hell in a legend.
But in Li Zhiyan's eyes, Fei Han, with his flowing robes, was the Living Buddha Guanyin, the Savior of the World, even though he was wearing only a single layer of clothing without his outer garments. Almost with tears in his eyes, he approached Fei Han, holding his arms and saying joyfully, "Immortal!"
The several retainers following him couldn't wait any longer and loudly asked the question that Li Zhiyan wanted to know most: "Immortal, how is the grain officer?"
Ignoring the retainer's question, Fei Han lowered his head and looked at Li Zhiyan without saying a word.
The attendant holding the torch stopped behind Fei Han. The red light on his face faded, and the darkness of the night enveloped his face again. Li Zhiyan couldn't see Fei Han's expression, but he gradually felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere around him.
Fei Han usually looks like a lazy person who only eats and drinks for free. If he hadn't taken out the letter written by Duke Yu himself and the magical instrument of kindness, Li Zhiyan would have almost driven him away as a gangster.
Now, he remains silent.
Just as Li Zhiyan slowly loosened his grip and wanted to take a step back, Fei Han suddenly sighed, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "This is not my fault - Li Yuanmiao is dead."
Li Yuanmiao was dead. Everyone present was shocked. Servants holding torches knelt in panic. The guests looked at each other, not knowing whether to be happy or sad. But Li Zhiyan held Fei Han's arm tightly and refused to let go. "In any case, please come to the main hall to discuss the details."
The group hurried back to the main hall. The servants on the ground didn't dare to follow them, thinking they had saved their lives, and surrounded the main hall tightly, not allowing anyone to approach.
"...That's right. After Li Yuanmiao died, I managed to escape from the clutches of the demonic cultivator Shen Ranming, but Shen Ranming will definitely not let me go. I think we should run away quickly."
Seeing Fei Han sincerely decline the first seat and say these words at the entrance of the main hall, Li Zhiyan felt bitter. He didn't know Fei Han's situation, but he knew that if he ran away without accomplishing anything, he would surely die.
But as long as Fei Han was still here, he still had a glimmer of hope. Pulling himself together, Li Zhiyan stared at Fei Han with a burning gaze, "My Immortal, is the magic weapon still intact?"
"Of course." Fei Han brushed the dust off his sleeves with a calm expression, took out the Kindness and held it in his palm. "Since you are running away, of course I must return the magic weapon to Duke Yu in good condition."
The black stone disc was like a reassurance, and Li Zhiyan's fingers trembled with excitement. He suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed to Fei Han: "Please, immortal, save me!"
"Huh?" Fei Han looked bewildered, but he didn't try to dodge and accepted the bow.
With the lord already kneeling, the retainers and staff naturally couldn't stand. Several of them lifted their robes and knelt, and Dai Ming once again took the lead and said, "Please, immortal, capture Xumu before we leave! Otherwise, we will all be killed!"
"That's right! Please, Immortal, have mercy on us!"
A few people, unable to get a word in, began to sob. For a moment the hall was filled with a great deal of noise.
Seeing their attitude, Fei Han said in embarrassment, "It's not that I don't want to save you, but right now, there are only seven or eight people in this town who have the disease, and they've all been controlled by Ma Xinghua, making it difficult for the disease to spread. How long will it take for the disease to spread throughout the town? I'm afraid Shen Ranming will come and catch us all in one fell swoop tomorrow."
"I want to ask the Immortal for help with the Fibromyalgia." Li Zhiyan put his forehead to the ground. The cold touch also made him make up his mind. His voice was extremely earnest. "Immortal, please don't worry about external things anymore. Let the whole town be infected with the Fibromyalgia and die!"
"No!" Fei Han replied immediately. He bent down and wanted to help Li Zhiyan up, but Li Zhiyan refused to get up.
"I know this matter must not be leaked to the ears of the immortals in the town's trading house, so I must proceed slowly. However, things are unpredictable and change without reason. If we leave Guhu Town this time, it will be impossible to capture Xumu again."
Li Zhiyan raised his head, tears glistening in his eyes, but his words betrayed his apparent weakness. "I know the seeds of the Fibromyalgia you possess can directly spread the disease throughout the town, forcibly triggering the symptoms and killing all the townspeople in less than half an hour. It's late at night, and if a town dweller died in his home, the people at the trading house wouldn't notice immediately."
"Once we've captured Xumu, we'll leave before dawn. The next day, Chen Ranming will come to town. It'll be just in time for us to pin all the blame on her!"
At this point, Li Zhiyan kowtowed twice more, almost crying and begging: "Please, immortal, kill them with the disease!"
"Please ask the immortal to kill them with the disease!"
The retainers followed suit, their voices resounding with energy. After Li Zhiyan's earnest pleas, Fei Han finally wavered, sighed, and nodded, "Alright."
Li Zhiyan knocked his head again with trembling hands, and his forehead hit the entire marble floor heavily, leaving a bloodstain.
"Thank you, Immortal."
It was a moonless night, and the Li Mansion, which had been brightly lit, suddenly became dim like an oil lamp blown out by the wind.
As the whole town fell into a deep sleep, the main gate of the Li Mansion slowly opened, and three or four carriages rushed out. Li Zhiyan, who was sitting in the carriage, glanced coldly into the darkness and then lowered the curtain.
Apart from the carriages, countless figures wrapped in black cloth turned silently into the streets and alleys, like a turbid stream slowly flowing into the blood vessels of Guhu Town.
A dark shadow flashed past a window. The family was sound asleep, the husband and wife cuddled together, both smiling even in their dreams. Thanks to Luo Xuanyi, the family had enough spirit coins to last them two months, so they no longer had to worry all day and wake up in the middle of the night.
In their rare deep sleep, none of them noticed that the bamboo window cover was gently lifted, and two pieces of flying catkins fell on them and melted quietly.
I don’t know how this got to volume 3 for the first time, sorry!
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