Chapter 103: Stealing Magical Weapons (Two Chapters in One)
The next day, the three of them slept until almost noon, filled their stomachs casually, and then separated as planned.
Xiao Yu and Xu Chuchu went together, while Yan Nanan went alone.
"Is it really okay to leave it to him?" Xiao Yu walked behind Xu Chuchu. "I believe he has feelings for Huang Lili and won't run away at this critical moment, but I'm worried he can't meet your requirements."
When discussing tactics last night, Xiao Yu suggested that he take on Yan Nanan's current mission, but Xu Chuchu disagreed.
"That should be possible." Xu Chuchu nodded. "He's a bandit by birth, and is very good at hiding and escaping. He also has experience dealing with old witches, so it's most appropriate for him to lead her away."
"The most important thing is, the old witch's plans have been ruined by him several times. She must be very resentful. He can help to attract hatred, but it may not be effective if you go."
Xu Chuchu told them last night that the magic weapon that suppressed the villagers must be in a fixed location in the village.
Magical weapons are different from ordinary weapons. In order to be effective, they generally need to be placed in a specific magic circle or energy field. If they are taken out, they will not be effective.
They needed someone to lure the old witch away from her lair, and then Xu Chuchu would sneak in and steal the magic weapon.
She gave the task of being the bait to Yan Nanan.
"Yeah." Xiao Yu nodded sullenly.
Xu Chuchu suddenly stopped and said, "Xiao Yu, why do you seem unhappy these past two days?"
"Me? No, I'm just worried about you... I mean, worried about our safety on this trip." Xiao Yu was shocked, not knowing whether he was too obvious or Xu Chuchu's sense of smell was too sharp.
He was indeed worried about the safety of this trip, but he was even more worried that he would have to stand by and watch when Xu Chuchu was in danger.
He is still too weak. Why didn’t he think he was so weak before?
"Don't worry." Xu Chuchu turned around and smiled, "As long as the plan goes well, there won't be any danger."
"But speaking of which... Yan Nan'an is right. My swordsmanship seems to be too poor." She said as she walked. "I have spiritual power, but my moves are not very sophisticated. I am still at a disadvantage against sentient creatures."
Swordsmanship, from ancient times to modern times, has been almost wiped out by technology and firearms. Not many people learn it, and few of the techniques have been passed down. Xu Chuchu's masters were not very good at it, and Xu Chuchu only learned a few fancy moves.
"Teach me swordsmanship when you have time later, Xiao Yu." Xu Chuchu suddenly said, "I will teach you how to use spiritual power, and you teach me the moves."
Xiao Yu didn't expect such a good thing to happen, and quickly agreed: "No problem."
He saw the smile in Xu Chuchu's eyes when she looked at him, and a sweet and complicated emotion surged in his chest.
It was almost certain that Xu Chuchu saw through his thoughts and was afraid that he would feel lonely because he could not help on this trip, so she deliberately asked him to teach her sword skills so that he would feel relieved.
He felt sweet to receive Xu Chuchu's care, but this kind of comfort with pity was not what he wanted.
He wanted to get her praise and dependence on his abilities, wanted to be her only support, and wanted to get her admiring and loving eyes.
It's not that he is greedy, but in his understanding, the feelings brought by pity will not last long and may be abandoned at any time.
Facing a powerful enemy, Xiao Yu subtly put these thoughts aside, raised his vigilance, and sneaked into the village with Xu Chuchu.
The village during the day was the same as when they arrived the day before. There was no one on the streets or in the yards. Everyone was staying at home, silent and motionless. Not even a dog's barking could be heard in the entire village.
Xiao Yu was lying in ambush behind a tree. He picked up a stone and threw it at a window of a house, making a big hole in the window paper.
There were clearly people in the house, but they didn't react at all when faced with this mischievous behavior. Xiao Yu and Xu Chuchu confirmed that these people had no consciousness at all during the day.
They quickly seized the opportunity and hid near the room where Huang Lili got married last night.
Just as I was hiding, the sound of gongs "dong dong dong qiang" was heard in the courtyard in front of the door.
Yan Nan'an suddenly descended from the sky and made a grand appearance.
He found the gong that the wedding procession used to play music last night from somewhere and started playing it passionately.
He knocked and cursed, "You old, ugly, shameless witch, get out here, Hero Yan!"
"If you have the guts, hide my Lili, but you don't have the guts to fight me, the hero!"
"Come and challenge me one-on-one. The loser will kowtow three times and call me grandpa. Do you dare?"
"Old witch, I'm calling you, do you dare to answer?"
Xiao Yu and Xu Chuchu: "..."
Yan Nan'an spoke very quickly, standing at the door and cursing for almost half an hour, without repeating a single word.
There was no movement in the room, which made people wonder if the old witch had gone out today.
Just when they were about to change their plan, the door was pushed open from the inside with a bang.
"You bastard, you're courting death! How dare you play a joke on your grandma!" The old witch in black from last night, the same woman who tricked Xiao Yu and Xu Chuchu into leaving, rushed out of the house. "I was just worried about where to deal with you, and you dared to come to my door on your own. I don't even need to set up a formation tonight."
The old witch had a pale face and red lips, her eyes were not as big as those of an ordinary person, and she held a cane in her hand, looking exactly the same as last night.
But Yan Nan'an was not afraid at all: "Let Lili go, or I will kill your whole family!"
"Lili is a good child and must not be let go," the old witch said. "If you can't bear to part with Lili, then come and follow me. I will arrange a wedding for you two tonight!"
After saying that, she repeated her old trick and knocked on the water vats in the yard with her cane. Several ferocious water ghosts jumped out of the vats.
These water ghosts were taller and stronger than the ones that came out last night. They were several times larger than the water ghosts Xu Chuchu had caught in Tailing River before. Their teeth and claws were also sharper. They rushed towards Yan Nannan.
The movements of water ghosts during the day are slower than those at night. In addition, Yan Nanan was well prepared. While waving his sword to resist, he also stuck the Taoist talismans given to him by Xu Chuchu on the water ghosts. The water ghosts could not do anything to him.
"You little brat are looking for death." The old witch leaned on her cane and walked towards Yan Nanan at a very fast speed.
No one saw it clearly last night, but today they discovered that although this person looked old, her legs and feet were no less than those of a young person. It was almost impossible to see how many steps she took before she approached Yan Nanan.
Yan Nan'an knew that he had a mission to accomplish, so he turned around and ran without staying for a moment.
While the two were chasing each other, Xiao Yu and Xu Chuchu quickly sneaked into the house from the side.
As soon as they entered the room, they were shocked by the scene before them.
There were several unconscious people in the room, who seemed to be acting as servants. Some were sweeping the floor, some were wiping dishes, and one was fanning an empty recliner.
There was even a young man with half his clothes on, lying on the bed, waiting for sexual intercourse.
Good god, no wonder it took so long to come out after scolding.
Xu Chuchu didn't care about anything else. He took out the compass and monitored the fluctuations of spiritual power around him.
"Look carefully for tunnels or hidden rooms in the room," she whispered. "Magic weapons can't be left in plain sight."
Xiao Yu was an expert in this area. He quickly searched the walls and floors of the outer hall and two bedrooms, but found nothing.
No matter how you look at it, this place looks like just an ordinary farmhouse with tiles, plain and simple, without any mystery.
"Look in the backyard." Xiao Yu had a keen sense of smell and soon spotted a dry well in the backyard. "Could it be in here?"
Xu Chuchu used the compass to approach the well, and the needle immediately spun wildly.
"It seems to be true. We..." She paused, "I'll go down, and you find a place to hide."
"I'll go with you, so we can take care of each other." Xiao Yu said immediately.
Xu Chuchu thought of his claustrophobia and worried that it would relapse at the bottom of the well: "But your illness..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yu climbed down the rope nimbly.
"There's a passage down there." He looked up and shouted, "Come down, I'll catch you."
Xu Chuchu had no way to deal with his shameless behavior, so she had to climb down with him. When she was about to hit the ground, someone caught her steadily in his arms.
Her feet landed on the ground, but he didn't loosen his hand on her back.
The light at the bottom of the well was very poor, and the two could not see each other's expressions, but they could clearly feel each other's stiff bodies and hot breaths.
Darkness often amplifies people's senses and courage, so places like movie theaters have become the place where many couples take the first step towards intimacy.
"I, I'm standing firm." Xu Chuchu whispered, "You can let me go."
"Oh." Xiao Yu responded sullenly, then reluctantly let go of his hand.
I don’t know what he is thinking.
Xu Chuchu cleared her throat and said, "Let's get down to business first. Hurry up and make sure Yan Nan'an isn't captured by that old witch and taken advantage of."
There is a channel at the bottom of the well, and the two sides are smooth, as if they were washed by water. It can be seen that this was once a normal well, but later dried up for some unknown reason.
They walked along the passage. Normally, it would get darker as they moved away from the entrance, but their vision was not obstructed, and they could see more clearly as they walked.
The passage gradually became wider, and bright and dim blue flames were scattered everywhere like will-o'-the-wisp, as if forming some strange magic circle.
But the brightest light source came from a silver kettle placed in the middle of the stone table.
No, the kettle seems to be placed on the stone table, but in fact its bottom is a finger's width away from the stone table and is suspended in the air.
The lid of the pot was open, and a milky white liquid was rolling inside. The surface of the liquid was shrouded in mist, and it kept rolling and emitting a soft white light.
Xu Chuchu had seen something similar in his previous life. It was not in the shape of a kettle, but had the same function.
It looks sacred, but it hides a vicious murderous intent.
"This pot is used to refine souls," she said coldly. "Souls are collected into the pot and continuously boiled into juice. The juice can cure all diseases and can also greatly improve the cultivation of physiognomists. I was wondering why this old witch collected souls, but it turns out she's using some devious methods again."
Although they had found the magic weapon and recognized its function, Xu Chuchu and Xiao Yu still stood in front of it for a long time without moving forward.
They were not afraid of the magic weapon, but because there was a living person sitting on the ground behind the magic weapon.
A male monk.
The man was wearing a monk's robe with a wide hood that concealed his appearance and age. He did not move when he saw someone breaking in.
If he hadn't been fiddling with the Buddhist beads in his hand, one might have mistaken him for a wooden sculpture.
There was actually a living person at the bottom of the long-dry well, and it seemed that he had been here for a long time, which made people suspicious.
"Could this man be the old witch's subordinate, sent to guard the magic weapon?" Xiao Yu asked in a low voice.
"No." Xu Chuchu denied without hesitation, "This person's strength is far superior to that old witch above."
That old witch was not a fortune teller, but seemed like a dead creature that had gained some cultivation by chance. According to the fortune teller's calculations, she was probably at the second or third level, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
The monk in front of him was actually similar to Xu Chuchu, with a cultivation level of the fourth or fifth level, even a little higher than Xu Chuchu.
After making all the calculations, I didn't expect that the real enemy was guarding the last pass.
"And—" Xu Chuchu's voice was filled with anger, "He is speeding up the refining of these souls."
The monk suddenly stopped fiddling with his Buddhist beads, turned his head and faced Xu Chuchu.
His face was still hidden in the darkness, but he took the initiative to speak.
"Buddhism and Taoism are like the water of a well or a river; they should not interfere with each other. Please leave and don't interfere."
This voice should have been processed by spiritual power, and it was particularly ethereal and ethereal, making it impossible to tell what the original voice was, but the person did not seem to be very old.
Xu Chuchu's rage intensified upon hearing this. She didn't even bother to conceal her voice or appearance, and bluntly declared, "I'm determined to intervene in this matter today. You have the nerve to call yourself a Buddhist? Buddhism emphasizes compassion, yet you abuse your instruments and harm innocent people. I will teach you a lesson on behalf of Buddhism!"
Xu Chuchu rarely gets angry.
She had seen too many unfair and vicious things in her previous life, so she was not much bothered when she saw the old witch doing evil this time, because she knew that some things are inherently evil and they can be eliminated without any reason to get angry.
But the monk in front of him was different.
Buddhism and Taoism have diverged for thousands of years, yet they share the same ideals of compassion and a single-minded pursuit of goodness. It is precisely because of the existence of both Buddhism and Taoism that a balance between humans, spirits, and demons is maintained.
She especially cannot tolerate evil deeds done in the name of Buddhism.
She took the initiative and drew out her sword, attacking the monk. Her spiritual power burned, and a faint golden color appeared on the surface of the sword.
The monk suddenly raised his Buddhist beads and hit Xu Chuchu's sword back. The two collided, their spiritual powers collided, and both of them took a step back.
"As I said, Buddhism is different from your Taoism. In Buddhism, death is not the end," the monk said. "These useless souls will be liberated, and their ignorant and dull lives will become more valuable."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Xu Chuchu suddenly bit his fingertip, drew a long mark on the sword with blood, then turned the hilt over and used the sword as a weapon to hit the monk.
When the monk tried to block with his beads, she suddenly changed her attack to a lob, hitting the monk's lower ribs.
The monk was startled and hurriedly dodged, his smooth movements suddenly becoming awkward. "How could you actually know this move? This is clearly a move only for the sixth level!"
Xu Chuchu kept moving his hands while scolding, "See you, you've even used a hundred-level move!"
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