Chapter 111 Fairy Tingyun
The city of Shuzhou at night has a unique and beautiful scenery.
Especially the bustling West Market.
As the dark clouds gradually dissipated, a full moon hung in the night sky, and the stars twinkled brightly.
The wooden buildings with upturned eaves, built along the streets inside and outside the West Market, stand side by side like two long dragons, stretching for miles.
Lanterns hung under the eaves, emitting colorful candlelight that illuminated the night and made the bustling street clearly visible.
Travelers gathered in twos and threes.
There were scholars dressed in long gowns with refined manners, wealthy merchants, and even some wandering swordsmen in short clothes carrying weapons.
Ultimately, no one noticed the details around them.
On the contrary, Chen Yi, who was looking down from above, sipped his tea while observing the streets and alleys.
Even without dispelling the Xuanwu Concealing Breath Technique, he could still spot several suspicious individuals hiding around the Hundred Herbs Hall simply by relying on his eyesight.
For example, there's an elderly man who runs a stall closest to Baicaotang.
Although he looked weathered, his eyes were bright, and you couldn't tell that he was an old man living in poverty.
For example, the vendor selling candied hawthorns on the street corner had a shifty gaze and a tense body, as if he was ready to strike at any moment.
Then there were two figures, one short and stocky, the other tall and thin, dressed like beggars, hidden in the shadows.
Their words and actions were indeed very similar, and there were very few flaws.
Their combination was just too eye-catching.
Especially the short, stocky man, whose face was ruddy and glowing.
It was hard for Chen Yi to believe they were real beggars.
However, after looking for a long time, he still did not see any evil or heretical sects that resembled the Illusionary Sound Sect.
Not a single person was seen, including Xie Tingyun from the Tianshan Sect and the members of the Xiao family's punishment hall.
As the hour of Xu (7-9 PM) approached, Chen Yi focused his attention on the shops near Baicaotang.
There was a clothing shop, a rice shop, an inn, and another shop with the words "Fang Family Water Escort Agency" hanging outside.
Upon closer inspection, he noticed something unusual.
To be precise, it was the few carriages that came and went from that escort agency.
The faint sound of long, drawn-out breathing could be heard coming from inside the carriage.
There was something strange about the other inn as well, but it was unclear whether it was the innkeepers from out of town or evil spirits.
As for whether there are martial arts practitioners who he cannot detect even by their breathing, it is impossible to determine for the time being.
Just then, some hushed conversations came from the street corner.
The short, stocky man said, "Brother Ning, something's not right tonight."
The tall, thin man hung his head, "Huh?"
"Why are all these people carrying meat?"
"...Get out of here. You can eat it back later."
"oh."
The short, stocky man paused, then said, "Brother Ning, but the smell of that meat is off."
The tall, thin man looked up impatiently upon hearing this: "What's wrong?"
"It smells like sleeping potion..."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi's expression shifted slightly. He quickly wet his clothes, covered his mouth and nose, and held his breath.
Then he saw puffs of white smoke coming from the oil paper packages carried by passing travelers.
It wasn't just one person, nor just one oil paper package, but over a hundred of them.
No one knows what method they used, but the smoke spread instantly, filling the entire street like fog.
This caused genuine pedestrians to faint.
Even in the restaurant where Chen Yi was, there were thuds and the crisp sound of bowls and chopsticks hitting the ground.
Clearly, many people have been infected.
Faintly, a curse came from the street corner: "Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Quickly, blow the whistle!"
"Shh-"
As the sharp whistle rang out, Chen Yi took the cotton he had prepared beforehand and stuffed it into his ears, pretending to be unconscious. He leaned against the window, half-opening his eyes to watch the commotion.
I thought those evil heretics were mindless and straightforward, but I never expected them to have such arrangements and preparations.
This can be considered as giving face to the Shuzhou Prefecture's Criminal Investigation Department and the City Guard, making them somewhat wary of them.
Then a strange, melodious piano tune began to play.
At first listen, it sounds a bit like ghosts wailing and wolves howling, but upon further listening...
He refused to listen anymore. Not only did he stuff cotton into his ears, but he also used his true energy to seal the acupoints in his ears, blocking out most of the sound.
He had heard of the strangeness of the Illusionary Sound Sect more than once before, and knew that those evil spirits were most skilled at controlling others with music, so he had to be careful.
Then he saw four figures shrouded in black robes rushing towards him from afar.
Its speed was more than twice that of his Meteor Butterfly Step, clearly indicating that its martial arts cultivation was superior to his.
In the blink of an eye, the four of them arrived at the entrance of Baicaotang.
They had four different musical instruments in their hands: the qin, the pipa, the flute, and the gong.
It looks out of place, but it's an absolute killer weapon.
The music was played by a man in black robes, and it had the effect of a sleeping potion, making people drowsy.
Chen Yi watched as they surveyed their surroundings and walked confidently into the Hundred Herbs Hall, and couldn't help but feel a little worried for Wang Ji, Yan Hai, and the others.
He has done what he could; whether he survives or not depends on the martial arts prowess of Xie Tingyun and the others.
Just then, a hoarse voice came from inside the Hundred Herbs Hall: "Who is here?"
Then came a woman's voice: "Xie Tingyun of the Tianshan Sect."
Chen Yi's heart stirred slightly; it turned out she had already arrived at Baicaotang.
They're quite attentive.
It seems that Wang Ji and the others are unharmed.
Just as he was thinking about these things, Xie Tingyun seemed to have already started fighting with the people from the Illusionary Sound Sect.
Amidst the crisp whistling sound, there were various melodies, with the sounds of zithers, flutes, gongs, and pipa vying for attention.
"Those bastards from the Illusionary Sound Sect, stop playing your ghostly tricks."
"If you keep playing tricks, believe me, I'll skewer your heads with my sword and carry you away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yi saw the four black-robed men who had run into Baicaotang earlier flee in panic.
Another blade of air followed closely behind, slicing through a black-robed man with two sharp sounds and severing one of his legs.
Blood was splattered on the ground, and a row of bluestone slabs had been neatly cleaved in two.
Chen Yi's eyes twitched slightly as he widened his gaze to examine the power of the qi blade, thinking to himself, "Is this the sword qi of a martial arts master?"
Having been in the Great Wei for so long, he finally met the legendary martial arts masters.
Before he could think further, Xie Tingyun, dressed in a long white dress and holding a long sword, floated out.
Without touching the ground, his figure flickered, and his longsword drew two sword flowers.
Several sword energies flew horizontally and slashed in succession; even in the darkness of night, the shapes of the sword blades were still clearly visible.
With a whooshing sound, the sword energy sliced through everything within a ten-foot radius.
"It's Fairy Tingyun, the chief disciple of the Tianshan Sect! Retreat!"
"Don't run away, I have something to ask you."
"Elder Jia the Old Demon, from your Illusionary Sound Sect, have you come to Shu Prefecture yet? I have a score to settle with him!"
The demons of the Illusionary Sound Sect did not respond, but fought and retreated, leading Xie Tingyun away.
Chen Yi was speechless upon seeing this scene.
Is she really that unreliable to be lured away by such an obvious diversionary tactic?
The person behind this clearly came prepared, having prepared so much sleeping powder.
Aside from the four evil spirits of the Illusionary Sound Sect, Chen Yi was certain that there were others waiting here to deal with the Hundred Herbs Hall.
Sure enough, not long after.
Another group of people appeared on the street; they were none other than the wandering swordsmen who had come out of the inn not far away.
Judging from their physiques, they are not weaklings.
At least Chen Yi hadn't heard these people breathing before.
After meeting at the street corner, they rushed back into Baicaotang.
Not long after, another group of people emerged from other security escort agencies.
"Take them all!"
Chen Yi was slightly taken aback when he saw the person who spoke; it was his second uncle, Xiao Xuanshuo.
Among the armored soldiers behind him were many familiar faces, including Liu Si'er and Wang Lixing.
Upon hearing this, the martial arts practitioners who had entered the Hundred Herbs Hall earlier seemed to become alert, warning, "Be careful, there might be an ambush!"
Immediately, he saw the Xiao family and their group fighting with those martial arts practitioners.
However, it was clear that Wang Lixing and his companions were no match for those martial arts practitioners.
Within ten breaths, someone was injured and collapsed.
"waste!"
As soon as the sound rang out, Uncle Xiao reached out and slapped his wheelchair, leaping into the air. A long sword appeared in his other hand, and he charged straight out.
Amidst the clanging sounds, the sword energy traveled three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in distance.
With the help of Wang Lixing and the others, Uncle Xiao and these martial arts practitioners actually managed to fight each other to a standstill.
Chen Yi was engrossed in watching when his earlobes twitched slightly, and he suddenly half-closed his eyes.
Unbeknownst to him, two people appeared behind him.
The breaths were not long and sustained, and one of them was even somewhat heavy.
The fact that their steps were spaced out at equal intervals clearly indicated that they were all martial arts practitioners.
As he listened to the approaching footsteps, Chen Yi gripped the Divine Intoxication wine tightly.
Coming to watch a play was ultimately a bit hasty.
If the person who comes is as powerful as Xie Tingyun, he's probably in big trouble this time.
"Young Master, I didn't expect Xie Tingyun from the Tianshan Sect to be here as well,"
"It seems that you don't need to take action; Baicaotang will remain unscathed."
Chen Yi's heart skipped a beat; the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
Chunying?
Isn't the young master...?
Sure enough, Chen Yunfan then said in an unhappy tone, "They're all low-level scoundrels from the martial arts world. I'm very disappointed."
As he spoke, he glanced at the figure leaning against the window, then sat down and poured himself some tea.
"This person has quite the taste for enjoying life, ordering a pot of spring tea from Jiangnan Prefecture all by himself."
"..."
Chen Yi made a deal with him, and he would make him pay it back with interest later.
However, after listening to their conversation, he had some doubts.
Did Chen Yunfan come here specifically to save Baicaotang?
Why?
(End of this chapter)
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