Chapter 642: Where is the Lord? Washing His Hair (Part 1) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
Gong Xiqiu asked in bewilderment, "What kind of amazing skill is this?"
He can easily wash his hair while standing upside down with one hand.
"Is the point the special skill?" For the first time, Shen Tang felt that Zhiyin wasn't very bright. Pointing at herself, she said, "Isn't the point that 'I'm' performing this special skill for you?"
She deliberately emphasized the word "I".
Gong Xichou was still puzzled: "..."
Until I remembered what Shen Tang said before the fight started—
If you lose, then please have your 'sacred object' perform a handstand while washing its hair...
After saying that, he had the soldiers bring over a clay pot and add firewood.
However, at that time, Gong Xichou's attention was focused on the pottery urn and firewood, his mind filled with the tragic scene of the night of the annihilation of his clan. Whether Shen Tang's actions were intentional or unintentional, they clearly crossed his bottom line and aroused his killing intent.
And now—
Sacred object hair washing = Mama performing a one-handed upside-down hair washing performance.
So, the sacred object = Mama? ???
Gong Xichou's mind conjured up an equation, but his eyes showed none of the wild joy and excitement that Shen Tang had expected. Instead, he frowned and said, "I know Mama wants to provoke Qiu Wenyan into sending a general to fight, but she shouldn't use the sacred object as an excuse. This joke is not funny at all."
Shen Tang: "...Why don't you believe me?"
Gong Xichou: "Sacred objects are inanimate objects, not living people."
Shen Tang didn't believe in superstition.
She confessed on her own initiative, how can I not believe her?
So she got up and walked over to Gong Xichou, plopped down, and the two sat facing each other. Her expression was unusually serious in Gong Xichou's memory. She pointed to her own eyes and said, "Look into my eyes. Can you see that my eyes are lying?"
Gong Xiqiu did as he was told, and the other party's eyes were very honest.
He honestly shook his head: "I didn't lie."
Shen Tang: "Then what I said is the truth."
Gongxi Chou frowned, but this time he didn't say anything.
Having reached this point in the confession, and with Gong Xichou swearing an oath of courage, Shen Tang had nothing left to hide. Telling him would also put an end to his worries. She organized her thoughts and began, "There's still plenty of time. Let me tell you a story."
The story begins with a few tomb raiders digging up a coffin, and then it leads to Master Shen, an antique enthusiast, who accidentally finds this coffin. He heard that a young man lies buried inside, lifeless yet seemingly alive, carrying some kind of preservation treasure that cannot be touched by outsiders, as any touch would cause excruciating pain, like being slowly sliced to death. Upon seeing the young man's appearance, Master Shen immediately buys it at a high price.
He was sent to the Shen residence that night.
The boy in the coffin awoke at that moment.
He was slow to react, unable to speak, and dull-witted, but his appearance bore a resemblance to his elder brother's wife. Coincidentally, the wife eloped, so this man was made to take her place and marry into the Gong family. Unexpectedly, on the wedding day, the Gong family's property was confiscated and they were exiled.
During his exile, the boy suddenly gained a newfound wisdom.
Forgotten the past, unaware of the path taken.
She only knew that her surname was Chen, her given name was Tang, and her courtesy name was Youli.
Shen Tang pointed to herself: "I am that boy."
He added, "So I must be the 'sacred relic.' I discovered this secret back in Zhanghe's place, but I didn't know how to tell you. Gongxi Chou, you swore an oath not to force the 'sacred relic' to do something she doesn't want to do! I don't want to lie back in my coffin and be buried back in the clan's territory waiting for some benefactor. Even if I have to wait, I'll wait outside the coffin!"
Gong Xichou struggled to process this bizarre and outlandish story, but his "CPU" couldn't handle it and he was experiencing some indigestion: "Of course I believe in Mama, but since it concerns a 'sacred relic,' I will verify its authenticity. I'll draw a conclusion after verifying it..."
Deep down, however, he was starting to believe it. First, Mama's advancement in strength wasn't "step-by-step" at all; she became stronger and stronger whenever she faced a stronger opponent! Second, her temperament suited his tastes, and no matter how he looked at her, she seemed like she came from the Gongxi tribe.
Shen Tang rested her chin on her hand: "You're quite cautious."
If Gong Xiqiu believed her, she could recruit him, but since he insisted on verification, she couldn't stop him. The truth will out, and falsehood will become truth. Her previous battles with Gong Xiqiu weren't due to fundamental conflicts, and such conflicts were unlikely to recur.
She is patient and will wait a little longer.
“I actually hope Mama is a ‘sacred object’, so I won’t have to worry about protecting her.” A sacred object that can jump, leap, and fight is obviously safer than one lying in a coffin, oblivious and unaware. “I’ll come find you after I’ve settled Ah Lai down and found out the truth.”
"Ah Lai? Xun Ding said she's your sister." Shen Tang was calculating in her mind. She couldn't control Gong Xi Chou for the time being, but she could control Gong Xi Lai. With the bait in hand, she wasn't afraid that Gong Xi Chou would run away. "Where is she now? Should we go pick her up?"
Gong Xichou raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the city.
He replied, "It's inside the city."
Shen Tang: "..."
Shen Tang shamelessly said, "Inside the city? Then I'll send someone to pick her up in advance, so she won't get hurt in the chaos of war."
Gong Xichou replied, "No need."
He wasn't worried about Gong Xilai's safety at all.
because--
Gong Xichou said expressionlessly, "That scoundrel Xun Ding will go."
Before the duel even began, he noticed Xun Ding, who was in Shen Tang's camp. Shen Tang seemed to read something from his expression—sure enough, Xun Ding hadn't suffered a beating for nothing.
Although the martial artists possess formidable combat prowess, they are powerless against the increasingly unpredictable tide of battle. While Shen Tang's side lacks high-level combat strength, their troops are disciplined, coordinate seamlessly, and possess ample morale, more than compensating for this weakness. Furthermore, their pincer attack strategy has trapped Qiu Cheng's troops on the city wall, a location whose narrow terrain makes it difficult to deploy their forces.
Even the bravest warriors are bound by limitations.
After a fierce battle, they fought from dawn until dusk.
Qiu Cheng led his troops in several breakthroughs, shifting the battlefield from the city walls to street fighting within the city. After several more rounds of fighting, the already desolate Xiaocheng became even more dilapidated. Wenxin Wenshi knew Wenxin Wenshi best, and Jiang Sheng and the others kept a close eye on the big fish, wary of them escaping in the chaos.
Among them, Gu Chi was the most concerned.
He wouldn't allow any fish to slip through his net!
Until late at night, when the moon was high in the sky.
The fighting gradually subsided, and the war drums ceased.
The air was still thick with the stench of gunpowder and blood. Qiu Cheng's soldiers were either captured, fled, or killed. But in such chaos, some unscrupulous individuals took advantage of the situation, looting and plundering. After Gong Xi Chou arrived, he temporarily resided in Gong Xi Lai's old residence. The location was poor, and the security was bad, but with Gong Xi Chou protecting the place, no local thugs dared to covet it.
After Gongxi Chou was defeated, some people began to have designs on him.
The dowry Qiu Cheng offered him was the envy of many.
She had just scaled the wall and sneaked in when a flash of light appeared before her eyes, and she was shot through the heart. Yang Ying frowned in disgust and threw the body aside. She hid Gong Xilai and went out to gather information, only to learn that Xiaocheng had fallen and enemy troops had already invaded. This made Yang Ying's face turn pale, and memories of the chaos of war flooded her mind. But—she was not the person she used to be.
He immediately turned around and found Gong Xilai to explain the situation.
Gong Xilai's face paled: "How is my brother?"
Yang Ying shook her head and said, "I don't know for now. But we must ensure our own safety before we can find out about him. Alai, pack some dry food and water, and I will escort you out of the city."
Gong Xilai was thrown into a state of confusion and subconsciously obeyed.
Also guarding the courtyard were Gongxi Chou's troops. Though few in number, they were all elite soldiers, and Yang Ying was one of them. Gongxi Chou had instructed them that in case of danger, Gongxi Lai's safety should be the priority. However, leaving the city was far from simple.
They hadn't gone far when they encountered enemy troops.
"Wait—stop!"
The clash of martial arts energy had barely begun when someone intervened and forcibly separated them. Yang Ying looked up and saw that it was someone she knew.
"Xun Ding, why are you only arriving now?"
Xun Ding scratched his face: "There's no way, Father is watching."
He had his reasons; how could he dare to run around on the battlefield until everything was settled? His father would kill him for the greater good in a heartbeat. Xun Ding endured it all, helping to take down the city wall, pushing the battle line into the inner alley, and incidentally taking the head of a brave warrior.
The elderly father, Xun Zhenlao, was greatly comforted.
Xun Ding was then freed.
Furthermore, the guards Gong Xichou left for Gong Xilai were quite capable, so he was confident in their abilities. It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early; his timing was perfect. Xun Ding turned and explained the situation to the men confronting Yang Ying and the others.
Yang Ying breathed a sigh of relief.
He raised an eyebrow and asked, "I heard you were captured?"
Xun Ding found the word "captive" too offensive and tried to save face: "What could I do if I met my father under Lord Shen's command?"
Gongxi Lai, protected by her retainers, peeked out and asked with slightly red eyes, "Is my brother safe?"
Xun Ding said, "It should be fine."
But Gong Xilai only wanted a definite answer.
Knowing she wouldn't be at ease without seeing him, Xun Ding volunteered: "I'll take you to see Shen Jun. Once you see Shen Jun, you'll see him. With his strength, which leader wouldn't want to try to recruit him? Even if he fails, nothing will happen to him."
Unless Gongxi Chou is stubborn and refuses to back down, the leader of the faction will not have the idea that "if I can't have it, no one else can either," and will chop someone's head off.
_(:з」∠)_
I forgot whether Xun Ding had a courtesy name or not. *scratches head* Does anyone remember?
(End of this chapter)
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