Xuanxia

Chapter 47 Entering Shu
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

The sound of Long Dabei's heavy coughing continued to be heard through the wall.

Fu Qingzhou ignored him and sat at the table writing something, while Tang Jiao stood beside him, grinding ink with her bare hands.

This is already the edge of Shu.

After the battle in Lingxiang Town, Long Dabei walked even faster. Perhaps he knew that he was seriously injured and did not have much time left, so he walked desperately along the way, often grabbing Fu and Tang to perform his strange art of movement.

In just a day and a half, the three of them left the southern border and settled down in a small town in the south of Shu.

No one knew where Long Dabi got the money from. He seemed to have no shortage of money. Whenever he spent money, he would buy large ingots of gold and silver and only wanted the best houses.

Fu Qingzhou was quite happy about this, at least there were free pens, ink, paper and inkstone in the upper room.

He wants to leave a message here.

Along the way, Long Dabei only forced him to do one thing, which was to practice the Qi Ran Jue. Other than that, Long Dabei let him do whatever he wanted... I don't know whether this was an abnormal self-confidence that was so strong, or he really doted on his only successor to the extreme.

Soon, a letter appeared on the paper, which detailed the addresses and residences of the three people, as well as the circumstances of Long Dabai's injuries and the severity of his injuries.

"Tang Jiao."

Fu Qingzhou picked up the folded letter and stuffed it into the room: "Go downstairs and give it to the waiter at the inn, and ask them to deliver it to the government office in this town."

If Ming Jian Pavilion came here, they would definitely borrow the local government office as their eyes and ears to get to know the passing merchants. It would be most appropriate to deliver the letter to the government office.

Tang Jiao took the letter, but she felt a little depressed. She asked softly, "Brother, do we really want to do this?"

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at her: "What's wrong?"

"Uncle...he is very nice to us."

Tang Jiao lowered her head and stammered, "It was so dangerous before, but he still saved us..."

Fu Qingzhou was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the first time Tang Jiao refuted him was for Long Dabi.

But he soon felt relieved. This girl had been bullied since she was a child. The reason why she was willing to depend on him was because he was good to her, wasn't it?
In fact, she doesn't have a clear sense of right and wrong. She just recognizes whoever treats her well.

So he sighed softly and explained in a gentle voice: "Long Dabei is a murderer. He treats me well just because he wants me to replace him and become the next murderer to complete his unfinished business. As for you, he only protects you because you are by my side."

"That village yesterday... you hadn't woken up at that time. If you had seen the pile of corpses, you would definitely not think he was a good person."

Tang Jiao hummed softly and said nothing more.

She took the letter, opened the door and went downstairs.

Fu Qingzhou let out a light breath, walked to the window and looked down.

As soon as we entered Sichuan, the atmosphere of prosperity hit us.

Even though this is still a remote town on the edge of Shu, it is much more lively than Lingxiang Town.

Unlike the Miao village in Wandu Mountain which was full of young disciples practicing martial arts, the prosperity and bustle here was not far from what Fu Qingzhou knew in his previous life. There were shops, pedestrians, old people enjoying the cool air on the street, children playing and fighting... and even some martial artists carrying knives and swords.

But the more this happened, the more worried he became.

Long Dabei killed everyone in a village just to refine a blood pill. Now that he himself is seriously injured, will he kill everyone in the town to fight the enemy?
Or maybe he didn't kill anyone now because there weren't enough people in this town? He was so badly injured, maybe he needed more people...

"I can guess what you are thinking."

The smoker's sneering voice reached his ears: "You are so cautious, aren't you still being controlled by him?"

Fu Qingzhou frowned slightly: "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by him?"

"He's nearly dying of injuries, there's nothing to be afraid of." The smoker said calmly, "If you keep doing this, you'll be pissed off to death."

Fu Qingzhou patted the railing and said softly, "Let's not talk about this for now... What do you think of Qi Ran Jue?"

"I've experienced it, it's really good, but not top-notch."

The smoker said hoarsely, "And this thing is weird no matter how you look at it. It has a Taoist flavor, a Buddhist flavor, and even a bit of demonic meaning. It's very weird, but overall it's based on Taoism, it's moderate and peaceful, and it won't affect the body for now."

Fu Qingzhou's eyes turned slightly cold.

He actually knew what the smoker meant.

Long Dabei now has complete control over me, relying on my unwillingness to watch him kill people indiscriminately, and I am unable to let go of this burden immediately... As the saying goes, I did not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me.

The smoker was trying to persuade him to let go of this moral burden. It was fine in Lingxiang Town before, there were acquaintances everywhere, but now there were strangers everywhere. Did he have to be responsible for their lives one by one?

Ning Baimei and Mingjian Pavilion are the top combat forces of the imperial court, but they are unable to do anything to Long Dabei at this moment. Does he have to rely on himself to restrain him?

"You don't need to remind me."

Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "I have figured it out, which is why I sent the message out."

"Hehe, it's good to figure it out." The Smoker laughed and said, "You have to think about it this way. Let's take a big gamble and kill Long Dabei. Even if hundreds of people die, it's better than him wandering around and killing people wherever he goes, right?"

"You're not much better than him." Fu Qingzhou snorted coldly and said nothing more.

With a creak, Tang Jiao pushed the door open and walked in.

"Big brother."

She whispered, "The letter has been sent."

"Very good." Fu Qingzhou turned his head and looked at the wall - on the other side of the wall, Long Dabai was still coughing, and from the sound of his cough, it seemed that he was about to cough out his entire lung.

Tang Wan saw the murderous intent in his eyes and asked softly, "Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"I wonder if we can kill him if we take action now."

Fu Qingzhou frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head.

no need.

If I act rashly without the support of Mingjian Pavilion or Wandu Mountain, it would give Long Dabei an excuse to kill people. There is no need for that.

"Tang Jiao."

Fu Qingzhou said: "Let's go out for a walk."

"Okay." Tang Jiao blinked: "But will the uncle let you out?"

"He..."

Fu Qingzhou listened to the heavy coughing coming from next door from time to time and shook his head, saying, "If he doesn't allow it, he will take us back."

"Oh..." Tang Jiao asked cautiously, "Then, big brother, are you planning on preparing some way to escape?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "No, I just want to go out for a walk. It's so lively here, I want to go shopping."

As they walked out of the inn, Long Dabei did not suddenly appear from the corner of the street and take them back. As the two of them walked on the bustling streets, their moods gradually became more cheerful.

Especially Tang Jiao, after all, she was once a rich girl in Beijing, and now she is only fifteen or sixteen years old. Although she had lived a hard life in the Miao village for several years, she couldn't help jumping up and down when she returned to the familiar Han town. Even though they had no money and could not buy anything, it couldn't stop her from smiling.

Even though this was only Shu and not yet in the Central Plains, she felt as if she had returned to her hometown.

Although Fu Qingzhou was in a much more cheerful mood, he still walked steadily with his hands behind his back like a middle-aged man, looking as if he had a lot on his mind.

"Big brother?"

Seeing him like this, Tang Jiao returned to his side obediently: "Are you still thinking about uncle?"

"Yeah." Fu Qingzhou said helplessly: "I said that I had figured it out, but I couldn't think of a way to deal with him. It turns out that I'm still not capable enough..."

Tang Jiao looked suspicious: "Brother, I don't quite understand why you care so much about his life and death?"

Fu Qingzhou was startled: "Don't you care?"

"I would definitely be scared of a murderer." Tang Jiao whispered, "But I won't be like big brother, agreeing to your request for the lives of so many strangers... I think you are no longer the same as before."

"Before, when you were in the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain, you were very confident and carefree, as if you had everything planned out. But now you seem... to be tied up."

Fu Qingzhou pursed his lips and smiled bitterly.

What Tang Jiao said is the same as what the smoker said.

He thought for a moment and said softly, "Well, let me tell you a story - many, many years ago, I was actually a very bad person. I didn't know who my parents were, nor did I know what my future would be like..."

"I was a gangster at that time. I was only in my teens, but I learned to smoke, beat people, drink, and rob my classmates... until I met a man."

(End of this chapter)