Chapter 94: Forgetting Friends for Beauty [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
The thugs regretted for the umpteenth time getting involved with Shen Tang and his companion.
At the same time, they were also "countless +1" times relieved that they hadn't completely offended him and had even escaped with their lives. They didn't know what Shen Tang and his group wanted to do; hearing the order to stay put, they reluctantly obeyed. Dozens of people huddled together, occasionally swatting a bloodsucking mosquito, or spacing out to pass the time…
After waiting for almost an hour, the ruthless figure still hadn't returned. Instead, he was chatting happily with the guards of unknown origin, and eventually fell asleep there. The thugs looked at each other, none daring to move, until one of them couldn't hold back any longer: "Shall we run?"
Even Black Star isn't paying attention to this anymore.
What a great chance to escape!
"What if you escape and get caught?"
"What else can we do? Run for our lives, find a place to hide, and see if they can catch us both?" The thug thought it was unlikely, and that they would be safe once this storm passed.
Some more rational people raised a practical question.
"It's so dark, how are we going to get down the mountain?"
Falling down a mountain and dying because you can't see the path is a relatively quick way to die. What you really fear is encountering hungry wolves or other venomous insects and beasts, watching yourself being devoured and torn apart.
The thugs: "..."
Upon hearing this, many thugs who were about to leave the ground silently sat back down, cautiously glancing in the direction of Shen Tang and his companion, afraid that their attempt to escape would be discovered and cost them their lives.
The mountain air was cold and the night wind was chilly. The thugs, oblivious to each other's odor, huddled together, seeking warmth and a sense of security from one another. Many even hugged their knees and slept with their heads down.
Then--
They were suddenly woken up by the thugs who were assigned to keep watch at night.
"Wake up! Everyone, get up! Something's happened!"
"Wake up! Wake up!"
"Wake up, something terrible has happened!"
"What...what serious incident has occurred?"
The thugs, shaken awake, looked bewildered. Following their companion's pointing finger, they found only darkness. By the moonlight, they could barely make out some dark, flickering shadows. Their nerves instantly tightened: "Wolf!"
"Damn it!" his companion exclaimed irritably. "Fire! The fire over there suddenly went out. Can you hear it still burning...?"
They then remembered that the direction was where the two evil figures were staying. Weren't they on good terms with that unfamiliar caravan? Someone with slightly better eyesight saw something reflecting the moonlight, and a dark figure followed, spitting blood and collapsing to the ground.
A few breaths later, another chilling scream was heard.
The thug's legs went weak, and he cried out, "The bandits must be here!"
Could it be that the bandit gang knew their former leader had been killed, so they sent men to avenge their brother? Would they kill them?
Immediately, some thugs considered rushing down the mountain regardless of the consequences.
Unfortunately, their actions were not as fast as Shen Tang's voice. Black Star emerged from the darkness, holding a sword dripping with blood. Just then, the dark clouds that had been obscuring Xuan Tu gradually dissipated, and the bright moonlight illuminated her figure, which was half covered in blood!
What are you doing?
Black Star coldly swept his gaze over them.
The thug, who was about to escape, suddenly collapsed to his knees.
He cowered and kowtowed, begging for mercy.
Shen Tang flicked the blood off the sword.
He said indifferently, "Come on."
The thugs had no choice but to follow, some helping each other, others having to fend for themselves, tumbling and crawling along.
The night wind in the forest carried the stench of blood, which assaulted their faces.
Upon seeing the crime scene in the woods, even the thugs, who prided themselves on being fearless, were so frightened that their knees went weak and they knelt down on the spot.
Corpses lay strewn across the ground, their fatal wounds ranging from gashes on the neck to gaping holes in the temples or between the eyebrows. These people had just breathed their last; their bodies were still warm, even the freshly shed blood was still warm. The soil, soaked with blood, was viscous and stained.
Stepping on it leaves a footprint-shaped "blood" puddle, making an unsuspecting person think it had rained there.
Shen Tang gestured with her lip and said, "Go, move the corpse."
The thugs were about to do it.
At this moment, Zhai Le held a bow in his left hand and a torch in his right, his face still bearing a bright smile. However, the blood still dripping from his face made him appear terrifying to anyone who saw him.
"All done, not a single one left alive."
These guards, except for the middle-aged man who was a second-class superior cultivator, were all barely at the threshold of perceiving the energy of heaven and earth. Their physiques were only slightly stronger than ordinary people. They could bully the old, weak, women and children without any problem, but they were no match for Brother Shen and him.
Zhai Le initially thought that Shen Tang would leave some survivors—killing a few as a warning to others, and recruiting the rest. However, Shen Tang acted swiftly, killing them with every move, and had no intention of leaving them alive.
Zhai Le was puzzled at first, but after a little thought he understood. Those thugs could be intimidated and recruited, and exploited as ordinary laborers in the future. But these guards were greedy for money, murdered their masters, and were skilled in martial arts. If they colluded together, who knows what trouble they might cause.
It would be better to kill him and end it all.
Little did they know, the thugs were turning pale.
These two scoundrels...
Who the hell are the real bandits?
Did they infiltrate the caravan just to find an opportunity to kill and rob them? The more the thugs thought about it, the more convinced they were of their guess.
Shen Tang shouted, "What are you standing there for? Go dig the pit and move the corpse!"
The thugs hurriedly said, "...We'll go right now!"
They dared not look at the chests filled with gold and silver, and buried themselves in their work. Zhai Le chuckled and lit several torches to provide light. Shen Tang, on the other hand, walked straight to the large wooden chest that had made the noise earlier, raised his hand, swung his sword, and cleaved open the copper lock that was loosely hanging on it.
He kicked the lid of the box open.
Thus, the person huddled inside the box was exposed to her view.
Zhai Le stepped forward, clearly also aware that the wooden box contained people, and said, "These must be members of the Lin family, right? There are even survivors..."
The Lin family members he mentioned were now so frightened that their teeth chattered, and they raised their heads, revealing eyes filled with near despair.
Zhai Le curiously leaned closer to take a closer look.
He exclaimed, "Wow, what a beautiful young lady... Ouch!"
Before he could finish speaking, someone flicked the back of his head, making him clutch his head in pain and groan, "Brother Chen, what are you doing?"
Shen Tang tapped the wooden box with the blade of his sword.
She said, "You scoundrel, stay away."
Zhai Le muttered, "How did I become a lecher? Can't I even compliment her on her looks? Hey, why isn't she saying anything? Could she have gone crazy from being cooped up in the box, or been scared silly by those guards?"
Shen Tang: "..."
It's also possible that he was scared out of his wits by the two of them.
Shen Tang squatted down, his gaze level with that of the woman sitting in the wooden box, and said, "It's safe here now, you can come out."
The girl in the box was indeed a beauty, looking about eight or nine years old. She wore her hair in a double-looped, snake-like bun, secured with a pearl-stringed rope, and a small, slightly askew golden crown. She had a pleasing, oval face with delicate features and bright, round eyes. However, her cheerful demeanor was overshadowed by fear, making her look rather pitiful.
Zhai Le crossed his arms and pouted, "Why is it that when I get close, I'm considered a lecher, but when Brother Chen gets close and asks about my well-being, it's fine?"
It's probably a case of "forgetting friends for the sake of beauty"!
Shen Tang didn't say a word, but instead thrust his sword at Zhai Le's feet. Zhai Le jumped back dramatically, his amorous peach blossom eyes filled with accusation against his mischievous friend, and shouted, "You, Shen Youli!"
ヾ(●●)滴~Children's Card
There's a detail I forgot to mention: Tang Mei and Zhai Le put away their monograms and tiger tally.
Even if they were confiscated, their age is far too alluring.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
