Chapter 56: Someone Stole My Things (Part 1) (Thanks to the main character, Gao Mei, for +5)
Qi Shan: "Are you sober now?"
So fast?
Seeing that the young master's complexion was normal, Qi Shan breathed a sigh of relief. He had just seen the young master curled up motionless and thought he had been poisoned and died. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm. However, the young master ignored him and got up and put on his wooden clogs.
Chu Yao: "You're wearing your shoes on the wrong feet, you're clearly still drunk."
Qi Shan: "..."
Shen Tang's face was expressionless as she looked around as if searching for something. After a while, she fixed her gaze on the direction of the courtyard gate. Qi Shan and the other man were initially puzzled, not understanding what she was going to do. The next second, they saw the boy raise his hand and grab something from thin air.
The literary spirit surged forth, transforming into a long sword.
This longsword is three feet and four inches long, its blade only slightly wider than two fingers, appearing exceptionally slender in the moonlight. A closer look at the hilt reveals nine golden dragons of varying shapes and colors coiled around it, their eyes made of gemstones, and the character "慈" (compassion) engraved on the blade.
Qi Shan: "!!!???"
Chu Yao: "!!!???"
Wait, what are they doing?!
Seeing her carrying her sword and walking towards the courtyard gate, Qi Shan made a decisive decision.
Shout: "Yuri!"
Shen Tang paused, turned her head slightly to look in Qi Shan's direction, her brows furrowed, as if trying to identify who was speaking.
"Yuanliang, why aren't you asleep yet?"
He spoke clearly and clearly, showing no signs of drunkenness.
"It's still early, I'm not sleepy yet." Qi Shan looked at Shen Tang's sword and felt a chill run down her spine. A drunkard carrying a sword was running outside, which looked very dangerous. "You Li, you're drunk. I'll go to the east kitchen to make some hangover soup."
To everyone's surprise, Shen Tang remained expressionless and simply scoffed.
Qi Shan: "..."
He could detect dissatisfaction from just a whisper.
Shen Tang slung the sword over his shoulder: "I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk! I don't need any hangover soup, and you don't need to cook any. Just go to bed early."
Qi Shan: "..."
Doesn't it feel guilty to say that?
He claims to be an amazing painter despite his poor skills, and he claims to be invincible despite his low alcohol tolerance. Is there more trouble waiting for him in the future?
Chu Yao asked, "Fifth Brother, where are you headed this time?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Tang's eyes lit up, and his voice filled with energy. He raised his head and declared loudly, "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs, never to return! We should stand tall and upright, sweep away the filth, and rid the people of harm! I am going to act on behalf of Heaven!"
Chu Yao stammered, "...The road ahead is dangerous."
Because of the unique industries in Xiaocheng, there is no curfew, and there are many tourists at night. Wouldn't it be dangerous to encounter such a drunkard?
Shen Tang acted decisively, unleashing a single, powerful sword strike that sliced through iron like mud and cleaved the millstone in the courtyard as easily as cutting tofu.
He declared boldly, "Then I will not return!"
Chu Yao: "..."
Qi Shan: "..."
This drunkard is quite dangerous.
If they are released into the pen, wouldn't they cause havoc in the area?
Shen Tang reassured the two men with a calm expression: "Don't worry, I will come back after I kill that villain and retrieve the stolen treasures."
Stolen treasures?
Taking advantage of the brief moment the two were stunned, Shen Tang leaped lightly, her figure as light as a feather, like a roc spreading its wings, and disappeared over the wall. Qi Shan gritted her teeth in anger and actually climbed over the wall!
Why did you keep looking in the direction of the courtyard gate before?
Chu Yao raised his hand and pushed him: "Go after him."
Qi Shan: "And you?"
Chu Yao chuckled and said, "If I, Wen Xin, were still alive, I would have already tied him up. How could I have just stood by and watched Wu Lang run away?"
Qi Shan: "..."
It was so reasonable and undeniable that it couldn't be refuted.
He had no choice but to summon his literary energy to chase after the vanished drunkard.
With outstretched wings, it can soar into the deep sky; with outstretched feet, it can chase the wind and follow the shadows.
Even with his exceptional speed, which was among the best of all the Word Spirits, and the fact that Qi Shan had mastered the technique so well, making it even more effective, he still couldn't catch up with Shen Tang. All he could see was the agile figure of the young master Shen, leaping and bounding like a monkey, scaling walls and leaping across rooftops.
Qi Shan was exasperated: "...How can you run so fast when you're drunk?"
Where exactly should we go to rid the people of this scourge and reclaim the treasures?
What worried Qi Shan even more was that Shen Tang was heading towards the city center. The number of pedestrians underfoot gradually increased, the crowds were dense, and he could vaguely hear laughter and shouts from vendors. If young Master Shen went on a drunken rampage here and started stabbing people everywhere, he wasn't confident he could completely stop him.
This is going to kill me!
The young man in black leaned against the window, looking at the round wine jar in his hand with a worried expression: "What can relieve my sorrow? Only wine... Du Kang, oh Du Kang, you are so tempting! Brother, why can't I conjure up wine? If I could, I could save a lot of money on buying wine in the future."
There wasn't a single drop of wine left, but he hadn't had his fill yet, and he didn't know if that young man would still be open for business tomorrow.
Zhai Le's complaints did not elicit the slightest reaction from his brother.
Feeling bored, he was about to climb out the window to go to the night market to find some drinks when he keenly heard the sound of footsteps on the roof tiles. Immediately afterward, a dark shadow flew over his head and disappeared in a flash.
He paused for a moment, realizing the figure looked familiar. The next second, he shouted, "Hey, you wine seller, stop right there! Two more jars, please!"
With that, he leaped out of the window and disappeared in a flash.
He was contemplating whether to unleash his martial prowess to give chase when the young man selling wine stopped under the eaves of a tavern, his gaze fixed on him with a cold intensity. Zhai Le's alarm bells went off; he dared not approach too closely, cupping his hands around a megaphone and shouting across the distance.
"Young Master Shen, are you still selling wine?"
Shen Tang, sword in hand, said coldly, "Not for now."
Zhai Le asked disappointedly, "Where are you going, young master?"
She wore a thin undergarment and looked as if she had just taken a bath.
"Act on behalf of Heaven, eliminate harm for the people, and punish the wicked and eradicate evil!"
These twelve words, spoken with force and righteous indignation, made Zhai Le feel ashamed—Shen Langjun had such a sense of righteousness, yet he had only thought about drinking and almost delayed his important business; he was ashamed.
Shen Tang added, "And there's also the matter of retrieving the treasures!"
Zhai Le was startled: "A thief has stolen Brother Shen's treasure?"
"Yes, it's absolutely despicable!" Shen Tang gritted her teeth, a hint of anger appearing on her numb face. She sent a team invitation to Zhai Le, asking, "Brother Zhai, would you like to travel with me?"
Zhai Le instantly perked up.
"Yes, yes!"
The night is long and boring, so why not do some chivalrous deeds!
"Brother Zhai is truly kind!"
In the few breaths before Qi Shan caught up, Shen Tang grabbed the boy by the collar and ran towards the city outskirts, widening the distance that had been closing once again. Qi Shan only had time to see that the young master Shen was holding an innocent boy hostage, and that the boy was shouting for help, saying things like "Don't drag me."
Qi Shan: "..."
Zhai Le noticed that Shen Tang had changed direction—
They were initially heading towards the city center, where the crowds grew denser the closer they got. Now, running towards the outskirts of the city, the lights were sparse, just a few scattered points. Further out, they would be leaving the city.
He asked why they changed direction.
Shen Tang remained calm.
"The villain escaped; he's not in that direction."
Zhai Le angrily said, "Those thieves are really cunning."
Shen Tang: "Yes, that's why we can't let them go!"
Zhai Le also had a strong sense of justice and had done a lot of things to help others along the way, so he naturally offered his full support. He then asked, "I noticed someone chasing you just now. Is that your enemy?"
"That's not an enemy, it's a guiding NPC!"
Zhai Le blinked, looking confused.
"Is it the Northern Desert or the Ten Crows alien race?"
The Central Plains wouldn't choose such a strange name as "Guide Enpixi," but judging from Brother Shen's reaction, he's probably a friend, not an enemy, so there's no need to worry.
Qi Shan, who chased after him with all her might: "..."
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