Xuanxia

Chapter 425 Inexplicable
"Can this trick of yours really work?"

Early in the morning, Fu Qingzhou, like in the past few days, dressed up as Wen Qingru and wore men's clothes, sitting behind the counter of the rouge shop and yawning.

The Smoker muttered in his mind, "Those girls helped you throw the jade token away. It's been a whole night, and no one from Mingjian Pavilion has come to your door?"

"No hurries."

Fu Qingzhou said leisurely: "If something is thrown out and someone picks it up, and then Mingjian Pavilion knows about it, they still have to think about it... It won't be that fast."

"Aren't you afraid that Huiyuan will pick you up?" asked the smoker.

Fu Qingzhou blinked: "I deliberately asked Si Yu to throw the sign in a crowded place, very close to the rouge shop, and Hui Yuan was mainly watching us..."

"Firstly, he might not even notice that Si Yu quietly dropped a sign. Secondly, he would not be at the place where the sign was dropped, so he might be seen by 'Wen Qingru'."

As he said this, he yawned again: "Ah, when will this day end..."

Just as I was yawning, I saw Qiu Chan walking in from the door, holding a pile of cargo boxes in her hands.

"Oh."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Uncle, thank you for your hard work."

Qiu Chan glared at him fiercely.

In the past few days, she had to play the role of "Wen Kui" who did hard labor, responsible for moving things in the shop, loading and unloading goods, not only that, but also going out to buy groceries, cook, collect dishes, and even help boil water for bathing every day...

There was no way, Huiyuan was watching her, how could she be lazy?

In contrast, although Fu Qingzhou disguised himself as a woman, he really enjoyed the life of having a "maid" for a few days.

But soon, his attention shifted away.

Qiu Chan had just entered the backyard when a group of people strode into the shop.

Li Jingzhe.

Fu Qingzhou recognized him at a glance.

He was not alone, there were four people following him, two men and two women.

However, they were not wearing the uniforms of Mingjian Pavilion, but were traveling in plain clothes and without any weapons.

Fu Qingzhou smiled secretly in his heart. It would be better if he didn't wear official uniform. If he wore official uniform, he was afraid that Huiyuan would not dare to take action.

After stepping into the rouge shop, Li Jingzhe looked around with a scrutinizing look, and soon his eyes fell on the "proprietress" behind the counter.

"伱......"

He opened his mouth, ready to ask something.

Unexpectedly, when the "boss lady"'s eyes moved over and met Li Jingzhe's gaze, she suddenly became extremely frightened!

"Yes, it's you!"

Fu Qingzhou shouted in panic: "I, I...you, you..."

After shouting a few vague words, he turned around and ran, stumbling towards the backyard.

Li Jingzhe: “?”

Four secret envoys: “???”

"Um, sir." A secret agent looked strange: "You... have really never been here before?"

Li Jingzhe turned his head and glared at the other person fiercely, causing the secret envoy to shrink his neck.

"There's something strange about this."

He said in a deep voice: "Chase after him."

"Yes." The four secret envoys responded respectively, moved slightly, and turned into four afterimages, chasing after them in an instant.

Although Li Jingzhe frowned, he was still quite calm. He did not rush to chase after her, but stayed in the rouge shop and looked around.

But in the next moment, his ears suddenly moved and his eyes suddenly condensed!

It was from the courtyard behind the curtain...a Buddhist chant was heard.

With Li Jingzhe's level of cultivation, he could naturally tell immediately that this was not an ordinary Buddhist chant, but was chanted by a powerful being with great magical powers and great cultivation!
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the rouge shop and appeared in the courtyard.

In the yard, a monk appeared without anyone noticing.

He looked to be in his forties, with an indelible look of sorrow between his brows. He was wearing a red cassock, with his hands clasped together and a thick string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrists. The four secret envoys brought by Li Jingzhe just now all knelt on one knee in front of him, holding their heads with both hands, looking extremely painful.

As for the "boss lady"? She was sitting behind the monk, her face full of panic and confusion.

Li Jingzhe didn't have time to think about it. He snorted coldly, raised his right index finger, middle finger and ring finger, and made them into a knife shape, and shot at the monk from a distance!
An invisible blade intent broke through the air, and the entire space seemed to shake. Even at a distance of several feet, the monk's robes were torn into countless holes.

The monk Huiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression extremely solemn.

"Your sword skills seem somewhat familiar..."

He muttered to himself and rubbed the Buddhist beads with his hands. A mighty and righteous aura suddenly spread out. Under this aura, the sword intent that Li Jingzhe had slashed out was like splitting into a river or sea, and it vibrated and disappeared bit by bit.

Fortunately, this attack also cut off Hui Yuan's control over the four secret envoys. The pressure on the four secret envoys was suddenly relieved, and the pain on their faces disappeared at the same time.

"Hey, they really started a fight!" In Fu Qingzhou's mind, the smoker said excitedly: "By the way, how can you be sure that they don't know each other?"

"I'm not sure."

Fu Qingzhou said leisurely: "But even if they know each other, they are bound to clash in this situation. After all, Wen Qingru's existence is a secret that Huiyuan cannot tell anyone; and for Li Jingzhe, there must be some strange secret in this courtyard, and he must find out the truth."

"Good fellow." The smoker said with a tut, "You are such a bad boy!"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said nothing, just observing the battle situation carefully.

"Capture him!"

Li Jingzhe let out a low shout and swung his right hand again, and another sword intent flew into the air - but this time, the sword intent he slashed out was even sharper and more domineering.

Of course, his target this time was not the monk Huiyuan, but... the "boss lady" hiding behind Huiyuan.

"Oh shit!"

Fu Qingzhou's heart trembled: "This old guy's style really hasn't changed at all!"

But at the same time, he couldn't dodge or avoid it.

Because he, "Wen Qingru", is now just a weak woman who doesn't know martial arts. If she reveals a flaw, all the efforts of the past few days will be wasted.

Seeing that the knife was about to hit him, Fu Qingzhou had to lean back as hard as he could, while roaring in his heart - Huiyuan, I'm putting my life and property in your hands!

The next second, he felt his body lighten and he flew out horizontally. It turned out that Hui Yuan was the one who carried him away lightly.

At almost the same moment, Li Jingzhe's sword intent also slashed at Hui Yuan!
boom--

There was a muffled sound.

A ball of blood suddenly burst out from Hui Yuan's body, and he seemed to be struck by lightning. He staggered back several steps, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Die...Miss!"

Fu Qingzhou heard Qiu Chan's voice transformed into the eunuch "Wen Kui". He turned his head and saw her rushing out and supporting him.

Seeing Qiu Chan was about to say something, he shook his head gently.

Qiu Chan understood, helped him up, and moved him to the corner of the courtyard wall.

On the other side, as Hui Yuan was injured, the four secret envoys also approached his body.

They did not carry swords, but all the secret envoys of Mingjian Pavilion were strong men above the sixth realm. Even without swords, they were still powerful warriors!
In an instant, four hands appeared on Huiyuan's chest.

But the next moment, a Buddhist chant began to buzz in their minds.

"Namo, Hela Dana, Duo La Ye Ye..."

As the low and rapid sound of Buddhist chanting sounded, a circle of golden ripples suddenly spread out around Huiyuan.

The moment the golden ripples touched the four secret envoys, they trembled all over and blood flowed from all their seven orifices. Not only them, the golden ripples also quickly reached Li Jingzhe. He raised his palms to resist, but still frowned, and his eyes immediately filled with bloodshot.

"Is this the Buddhist art of the Golden Cicada Temple?"

Li Jingzhe's mind raced, he waved his hand, and said in a low voice: "Don't interfere with Mingjian Pavilion's work!"

With a wave of his hand, the black jade token in his hand, which was thicker and larger than the ones used by ordinary secret agents, flew out and hit Hui Yuan directly.

"Mingjian Pavilion?!"

Hui Yuan was startled and stopped waving his hand, his eyes fixed on the jade token in the air.

In just a moment, he saw clearly...it was indeed a Mingjian Zhishi card.

(End of this chapter)