Medicina alquímica

Capítulo 46

Not far away stood the silver-clad, masked bandit, his movements incredibly swift, like a streak of silver light weaving through the guards. He hesitated to draw his sword, merely engaging the group in combat as if toying with them.

Lian Zhao's heart tightened; he was familiar with that movement technique. The person in front of him was undoubtedly Yin Xiao.

What's he doing here? Is he here to kidnap a young lady? No, that wasn't him last night, and besides, his appearance today doesn't seem like he's here to kidnap anyone; it's more like…

"A diversionary tactic?" Lian Zhao frowned as he uttered those words.

He has accomplices. Who are they? Could they be the two from Hero's Fortress? And what is their purpose? Thinking of this, Lian Zhao suddenly turned and ran away, only one name on his mind: Xiao Xiao.

When Lian Zhao arrived at the small door, the pain in his body intensified. He gritted his teeth and knocked, but there was no response for a long time. He became a little impatient and looked around.

Several elderly women were hurriedly fleeing, and he immediately went up to them to inquire.

The old women nervously told him that the old lady had ordered all the women to go to the main hall for their safety.

Upon hearing this, Lian Zhao disregarded the astonishment of the maids, leaped up, and used his light-footed skill to rush towards the main hall.

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Yue Huaixi and Mo Yun walked for about a quarter of an hour. The mechanisms in the secret passage were nothing more than stray arrows, falling rocks, and traps. For the two of them, it was not a difficult task.

As Yue Huaixi walked, he kept his head down and muttered to himself, "Isn't this a bit too easy?"

Mo Yun nodded quietly upon hearing her words. Indeed, given the standards of Jiyu Manor, such a mechanism was far too simple.

Just as the two of them felt something was amiss, a dazzling light suddenly appeared before their eyes.

Mo Yun extinguished the tinder in his hand and carefully walked over.

Before me was a room filled with candles, a thousand candles burning brightly, as bright as day.

However, what shocked them was not the extravagant candles, but the dozens of young girls in the room. These girls were barely clothed, lifeless, and sat motionless. Some were missing limbs, barely recognizable as human. The air was thick with the stench of medicine mixed with the smell of decay and the burning scent of candles.

Yue Huaixi covered her mouth and nose, frowning in disgust. Looking down, she saw several small black worms on the ground. Corpse-manipulating Gu?

She immediately shouted, "Young Master Mo Yun, be careful!"

Before she could finish speaking, the girls' corpses began to move, lunging straight at the two of them.

Mo Yun was slightly startled, but immediately swung his sword and slashed open. Black worms immediately swarmed out from the corpse's wound, looking utterly disgusting.

"They're zombies, they can't be killed!" Yue Huaixi exclaimed in surprise.

The staggering zombies continued their attack, and several particularly unsteady ones knocked over candles. Something smeared on the floor of the room suddenly burst into flames.

"It's a trap!" Yue Huaixi shouted, swatting away several zombies that were getting close to her.

Mo Yun understood and began to dodge, ceasing his attacks.

Just as the two were about to find a chance to leave, they heard a mournful cry.

Mo Yun was startled and ignored Yue Huaixi's warning, rushing into the fire.

Behind a candlelight, a frail, petite girl crouched. Her shoulders trembled, and she wept bitterly.

"Zhao Yan!" Mo Yun called out urgently.

The girl was startled and slowly turned around; it was indeed Zhao Yan. Seeing Mo Yun, she cried even more bitterly. Her voice was choked and broken, and it was impossible to understand what she was saying.

Mo Yun reached out and picked her up in his arms. "It's alright, let's go."

After he finished speaking, he picked her up and walked out.

Yue Huaixi was slightly surprised, but the fire was growing larger and larger, leaving her no time to ask questions. She had no choice but to leave the rear and silently follow.

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Xiao Xiao fought the walking corpse for a while, feeling her strength waning. Although she lacked internal energy and her skills were poor, she still knew ways to prevent her opponent from harming her. However, her opponent was a walking corpse…

She couldn't possibly kill these zombies; she had been incredibly overconfident. No, now she needed to stay calm... She took a deep breath and frantically searched for any usable information.

Suddenly, something occurred to her. That day, under the peach tree, the relentlessly resistant walking corpses had been a major problem for them, but Shennong Sect Master Shi Mi had subdued them with just a few needles. Even with the "Three Corpse Divine Needles," how powerful could they be? She must have found the fatal weakness.

A fatal acupoint? What exactly were the acupoints she used...?

A moment later, Xiao Xiao smiled. Yes, it was Qiangjian and Tianzhu!

She gripped the short sword tightly and leaped into the air. Both acupoints were on the head, and besides, the sword's blade was several times wider than the divine needles; there was no way she could have inserted them incorrectly.

After several attempts, the four zombies collapsed and remained motionless.

Xiao Xiao was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard a woman's shrill scream from the doorway. She looked up and saw all the women of the manor standing at the entrance. Leading them was the old lady. She immediately felt thankful that she was wearing a veil.

But how did these people get here? What should we do about the people in the secret passage?

As she was pondering this, she suddenly saw the person she least wanted to see.

Lian Zhao squeezed through the crowd, glanced at the four corpses on the ground, and then looked up at her.

Xiao Xiao felt a chill run through her body, and she unconsciously avoided his eyes.

"Who are you? Are you an accomplice of Yin Xiao?" Lian Zhao stepped forward and shouted.

Xiao Xiao instinctively took a step back; naturally, she couldn't speak. Her heart was pounding, and her fingertips ached slightly from fear.

Lian Zhao stopped talking, leaped forward, and seized the target.

Xiao Xiao was terrified and hurriedly dodged.

He was injured, and I thought he would stay in his room at a time like this, so why is he...?

Xiao Xiao was flashing her phone while thinking.

Seeing that she didn't fight back, Lian Zhao became suspicious and all his remaining moves were aimed at her face mask.

Little Xiao was internally screaming, but outwardly she kept her mouth shut and didn't utter a sound.

Lian Zhao's attack was swift and fierce, and Xiao Xiao became increasingly frightened. She instinctively retaliated, but unexpectedly struck his injured left hand.

Lian Zhao's hand recoiled, and her small heart clenched. She hesitated slightly, and at that moment, Lian Zhao suddenly ripped off her face mask.

In the chaos, Xiao Xiao rolled close to the ground, then leaped out of the crowd and ran frantically.

He saw it? He must have seen it... What should I do? At that moment, for the first time in her life, Xiao Xiao didn't know what to do.

She was running aimlessly when she suddenly looked up and saw a group of servants walking past in front of her. She froze, even forgetting to dodge.

At that moment, someone grabbed her by the back of the neck, lifted her up like a cat, and leaped into the bushes to the side.

Xiao Xiao was so surprised that she forgot to scream. When she looked up and saw the person's face, she was more terrified than relieved.

"Master... Uncle-Master..."

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Three men can make a tiger [Part 1]

"Master... Uncle-Master..."

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Lian Zhao, clutching the face mask, was about to chase after the man in black when he saw thick smoke billowing from the main hall. He turned back in astonishment and saw a hidden passage on the east wall of the hall, from which flickering flames, mixed with thick smoke, emerged.

A fire? Could it be related to that man in black? His mind raced. Though it was just a fleeting glimpse, he was certain she was…

He abruptly stopped himself, banishing those thoughts from his mind.

At this moment, several figures leaped out from the secret passage.

Lian Zhao took a few steps back, observing the unfolding events. The people who emerged were naturally Mo Yun, Zhao Yan, and Yue Huaixi.

Mo Yun held Zhao Yan in his arms. He had not changed his makeup or masked his face. He looked at the crowd in front of him with a calm and proud expression.

Lian Zhao was somewhat bewildered. He recognized Mo Yun and Zhao Yan, but it was truly puzzling why these two were here.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, Yue Huaixi struck out with his palm. Lian Zhao snapped out of his daze and dodged. Yue Huaixi didn't pursue him, merely feinting a few moves before leaping over the shouting crowd and making his escape. Lian Zhao was momentarily unsure whether to give chase or not. He turned back to see Mo Yunzheng slowly walking away.

"You scoundrels! Who goes there and dares to set fire to my Jiyu Manor!" At this moment, the old lady stepped forward and shouted angrily.

Mo Yun ignored him completely and continued walking.

The old lady was furious, but at that moment, the fire intensified, and the beams and pillars in the hall swayed precariously.

The women were terrified and helped the old lady hurriedly retreat outside. Just as they reached the door, the fire in the hall became uncontrollable.

The old lady trembled all over, her face pale. She glared at Mo Yun, who was still walking away, and shouted angrily, "Stop!"

Mo Yun paused slightly and said, "I will settle the debt with Jiyu Manor another day. There is no need for you to rush, Madam."

The old lady was puzzled, but still angrily said, "Nonsense! Stop him!"

The old lady was surrounded by frail women, so naturally none of them stepped forward. Lian Zhao pondered for a moment, then leaped forward and stopped Mo Yun. Inside Hero's Fortress, Mo Yun had also joined forces with Yin Xiao. And tonight, the two of them appeared together again; how could this not arouse suspicion? Now, perhaps the only person who could give him an answer was Mo Yun.

Mo Yun looked up at him and said, "You are injured and are no match for me."

Lian Zhao did not back down; he said, "You can't just leave like this."

Zhao Yan, who was in Mo Yun's arms, slowly raised her head, glanced at Lian Zhao, and then coughed.

Mo Yun asked nervously in a soft voice, "What's wrong?"

"Young hero..." A deep male voice came from a distance. Not far away, a man of about forty-five or forty-six years old walked slowly towards them. He was thin and haggard, and it was obvious at a glance that he was a patient.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the women all bowed respectfully and greeted him, "Master of the Manor."

Lian Zhao looked at the man with some surprise. Shen Chen, the master of Jiyu Manor, had been claiming to be unwell since he entered the manor and had never shown his face. Now, he had actually appeared.

Shen Chen walked up to Mo Yun and said, "Young hero, what exactly is the debt that my Jiyu Manor owes you, as you mentioned earlier? Could you please tell me clearly?"

Mo Yun frowned and looked at him silently.

Shen Chen smiled and said, "Young hero, rest assured, I only wish to find out the truth." He glanced at the fire in the main hall and sighed softly, "After all, I am the master of this Jiyu Manor..."

Before Shen Chen could finish speaking, Zhao Yan coughed again.

Seeing this, Shen Chen smiled and said, "This young lady seems to be seriously injured. It is really inappropriate for you to take her away so rashly, young hero."

Zhao Yan's face was flushed, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she looked pained.

Mo Yun hesitated.