Urbaner Blumentraum - Kapitel 25
Her snow-white fingers rested on his pulse, examining its pale reddish-brown rim. She found the pulse steady and strong, its rise and fall calm and powerful; aside from a slight fever, he was perfectly healthy! However…
He was suddenly stunned. This...this is...this scoundrel is...
Feng Xue suddenly released the hand in her palm, took two steps back, steadied herself, and then asked, "You're not poisoned?"
Zhu Huihui asked, puzzled, "What kind of poisoning?"
"The rice you ate was poisoned!" Feng Xuese said.
During the meal, Zhu Huihui, afraid of annoying him, sat on the threshold with her back to him, holding her bowl. He was caught off guard and Zhu Huihui ate a large bowl of poisoned rice. After realizing this, although he was very worried, he was surrounded by powerful enemies and could not afford to reveal any weakness that the enemy could exploit. He wanted to quickly eliminate the enemies and force them to hand over the antidote, but to his surprise, Zhu Huihui was completely unharmed.
The scene at that time not only made the twelve zodiac animals of the Blood Tower extremely strange, but I was also quite surprised!
In the ensuing battle, the Serpent Envoy and the Dragon Envoy dressed as a doctor once again secretly released poisonous smoke. In the darkness, Feng Xuese feared that she could not protect the boy, so she led him out of the encirclement, making escape the best option.
Zhu Huihui scratched his head: "Poisonous? I didn't notice! It's just that they put the wrong kind of mushroom in it, so the rice tastes a bit bitter. This kind of seasoning shouldn't be put in rice, it's more suitable for meat."
These words stunned Feng Xuese: "A 'Qianjiangxun'? What's that?"
"It's just a kind of mushroom! It usually grows together with snake saliva grass, but it's very rare and doesn't taste very good. My mother says that eating too much of this will turn your eyes yellow and make your body stiff like a wooden doll," Zhu Huihui explained. This old man is so ignorant; he doesn't even know what a "stiff mushroom" is.
For some reason, whenever Feng Xuese tried to talk to Zhu Huihui seriously, she felt like she was talking to a brick wall. "Wait, the Golden Jade Soul in that bowl of rice, you call it the Jiangxun?"
"What is that Golden Jade Soul? I have no idea." This confused tone was just as unsurprising as his ignorance of "Flowing Regret" being a light-body skill!
Feng Xuese frowned slightly, wanting to ask more, when a bolt of lightning struck the sky. Seeing Zhu Huihui's wide, bewildered eyes, he suddenly turned his head away: "Forget it! Let's talk about this later!" This guy's mother is a madwoman, and the child she raised... of course, can't be normal either. So, to ensure that I don't break down, it's best to stay out of his way!
The rumbling thunder in the sky masked Zhu Huihui's snickering. Haha! The old man's white clothes are covered in mud and water; now he's a mud monkey just like me! Serves him right! Let's see if he's still pretending!
Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and he caught a glimpse of a dark spot on Feng Xue's soaked clothes. Zhu Huihui's forced smile vanished instantly: "Great hero, are you injured?" Injured... Oh well! Now you won't have the energy to torture yourself, will you?
Feng Xuese glanced at the road ahead and said casually, "No."
The blood on his body belonged to the twelve zodiac animals. In the battle just now, at least half of the twelve opponents were injured.
Zhu Huihui asked curiously, "Why...why did those people want to kill you?"
Feng Xuese said calmly, "Perhaps they've come to kill you."
Zhu Huihui immediately shuddered: "No, no way!" He had never seen these people before. Why were they here to kill him again? Could stealing steamed buns really warrant such hatred that someone would hire an assassin to retaliate?
The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Part Two: Chapter 8 (3)
The more he thought about it, the more unlucky he felt. He almost cried and said, "Could it be that they are with those men in black?"
Maple Snow only answered with two words: "No!"
Anyway, he said that this ignorant guy wouldn't understand anyway.
Those men in black are secretive and discreet in their actions. They would rather kill indiscriminately than let anyone go, and they would never ask outsiders for help casually. Moreover, the Twelve Zodiac Envoys of the Blood Tower are very famous assassins in the martial arts world. This organization is so famous that any of their assassins are well-known in the martial arts world, and their style of action is immediately recognizable.
On the contrary, those mysterious black-clad assassins, newcomers to the martial arts world, employed simple yet effective killing methods and meticulously planned assassinations, making their identities impossible to fathom. In the battle of Yanhe Pagoda, he eliminated seven of them, and they have not appeared since. This mysterious assassin organization is definitely not limited to just those seven; their current absence suggests they are brewing an even more insane operation.
As for why the Blood Tower ambushed him on the way, there's no need to even guess. Once he gets rid of Zhu Huihui, that burden, he can just go directly to them—or maybe he won't even need to go directly, since he injured quite a few of their people today, they'll definitely come looking for him again.
The rain had been falling for a long time, and lightning continued to flash from the sky. Zhu Huihui squatted on the ground, soaked to the bone.
Feng Xuese had already taken in the lightning flashes to get a clear view of the surrounding terrain. Seeing that the rain wasn't going to stop anytime soon, she said, "Let's go."
"No way? Great hero!" Zhu Huihui said with a mournful face.
On a rainy day like this, with so many trees on the mountain, it's easy for lightning to strike. And the old man is carrying a piece of iron in his hand. I'm afraid the lightning won't strike him, right?
Feng Xuese was too lazy to waste words with him. She raised her foot to kick his butt, but for some reason she held back and said, "It's up to you whether you come or not."
I walked along the slightly concave side of the stone wall. In the pitch-black night rain, after only a few steps, my figure had already blended into the darkness.
Zhu Huihui only heard a rustling sound, and then the old man vanished. He wanted to ignore him, but in this desolate wilderness, with thunder rumbling and the sounds of wind and rain, there were distant roars of flash floods, the crashing of rocks and falling trees, and other chaotic, eerie howls...
He felt a chill run down his spine and his skin crawled with unease. He increasingly felt that this place was no place for a human to stay. In addition, he was soaked by the rain and couldn't stand it anymore. After dawdling for a while, he still followed along, feeling quite embarrassed.
After walking several meters, there was still no sign of anyone in the snow-covered maple leaves.
"Great, great hero?" He called out tentatively twice, but received no response, and he began to get anxious!
Oh no! Did the old man just leave on his own? Of course, that would be great, but at least let's wait until tonight! It's the middle of the night and raining; what kind of hero would leave him alone on the mountain like that!
"Hero! Hero!"
"..."
"Hero! Where are you?"
"..."
"You bastard, I'll fuck your grandpa!"
"Smack!"
Zhu Huihui was struck on the head. It wasn't a hard blow, but the strike was extremely skillful. It made him see stars, feel dizzy, and then he tumbled to the ground.
The collar tightened again, and he was lifted up once more. This time, Zhu Huihui was extremely obedient, swallowing back all the ten thousand or so vicious curses that were on the tip of his tongue. He thought to himself, "So the old man in white is just a jerk; he won't utter a sound unless he gets yelled at!" But then again, he himself was the most jerk; he wouldn't behave unless he got beaten up…
He remained silent, which Feng Xuese found a bit strange. She picked him up and took a few steps, then threw him to the ground with a thud.
Knowing that the other person was deliberately torturing her, Zhu Huihui grimaced and got up, clutching her lower back, and surprisingly, she endured the pain without crying out.
As far as the eye could see, it was pitch black, so dark that one couldn't see their own hand in front of their face. He reached out with both hands and touched a piece of cloth, which he quickly grabbed.