Xuanxia

Chapter 506: Approaching Danger (Part )
Qiu Chan quickly understood what Fu Qingzhou meant by "not bad luck".

After Tang Jiao sutured Wu Yan's wound and he ate something, his wound began to heal rapidly as he continued to practice his internal energy.

And after he saw Zhu Mei and the two of them ate something together, he was visibly in a good mood.

Wu Yan's face was almost expressionless, but one could still tell his mood from his willingness to talk a lot.

"It was outside Wuli Village that I met you... Elder."

He said to Fu Qingzhou: "He was also investigating something, and he was unwilling to share it with me at first, but I felt that I could not go deep into Wuli Village, so I invited him to go with me. It was at that time that we met the people who came to kill us."

Fu Qingzhou, Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao looked at each other and understood.

"Uncle wouldn't appear there for no reason."

Tang Jiao whispered, "He must be... secretly investigating my father's case."

Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly. "It's really interesting. When we investigated Huijue and Jiang Bapai, we found out about Wuli Village. When Uncle Tang investigated Uncle Tang Zhun's case, we found out about Wuli Village. When Wu Yan wanted to turn the people who were chasing you upside down, we also found out about Wuli Village."

Qiu Chan laughed: "You are right, we are indeed lucky."

"It's more than good, it's amazing."

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Everything is pointing to this. If we can solve this problem, then we will solve everything?"

Qiu Chan understood the meaning of his words: "Do you think it's too coincidental?"

“It’s not necessarily a coincidence.”

Fu Qingzhou shook his head and said, "On the contrary, I am amazed at how powerful they are... They have close ties with Xiyu Pavilion, and they were able to reach out to the Hongjiang dredging case back then. They are also connected with evil monks like Huijue. What kind of people are behind Wuli Village?"

After he said this, everyone's faces became serious.

"but……"

As he spoke, Fu Qingzhou laughed: "I now understand why the other party is so anxious to attack us all of a sudden?"

"Why?" Wu Yan asked calmly.

"Think about it."

Fu Qingzhou picked up a chicken leg on the table and said leisurely, "If you are the owner of Wuli Village, you were hiding very deeply and have always been a legend. Suddenly, one day..."

He took a big bite of the chicken leg, chewed it, and swallowed it, laughing: "A guy showed up, he's been very popular recently, in less than a year, he destroyed the Fanyin Temple, drove away the Northern Yi Great Shaman, and got the name of Qianlong, and recently drove away the chief lecturer of Jinchan Temple."

"Such a dangerous person, he and the people around him suddenly approached the mysterious Wuli Village from all directions. Not only did they find out who was in contact with Zhuangzi and Huijue, they also protected the person Zhuangzi wanted to kill, and even touched upon a major case from nearly ten years ago."

As he spoke, Fu Qingzhou waved the half-eaten chicken leg in the air and grinned, "Do you think the people in Wuli Village will think that I am an extremely dangerous person? Now that they find that all the assassins they sent are dead, will they not even be able to eat?"

……

Clang!

The whole table tilted and fell over, plates and bowls smashed to the ground, and food and soup flowed all over the floor.

Mr. Lang, who was sitting at the table, had a pale face, and his chopsticks, which were intended to pick up some food, were still stiffly stretched out in mid-air. The scalding hot soup from the food splashed on the hem of his silk trouser legs and his expensive calfskin boots, but he didn't dare to move at all.

Because the person who turns the table over is the one who can decide his future, and even his life and death.

"Can you still eat?"

A man in a black hat stood beside the overturned table and said calmly, "Just because Wuli Village is yours doesn't mean it will always be yours."

Lang Yuanwai quietly swallowed his saliva, his expression changed several times, and finally he smiled flatteringly: "I understand, I understand..."

"You do not understand."

The man in the black hat said without any emotion: "Wu Yan is not dead, Fu Qingzhou is not dead, and now they know more or less about the existence of the villa... You did a terrible job on this mission."

Mr. Lang's hand slowly dropped down, the chopsticks fell to the ground with a clang, and his body kept shaking.

After a moment of silence, he could not help but grit his teeth and said, "Didn't Xiyu Pavilion... fail to... kill Wu Yan..."

"Your Excellency Xiyu Pavilion is different from you."

The man in the black hat said calmly: "The lord trusts him and appreciates him, and is willing to give His Excellency the opportunity to be willful, but you, you are nothing but a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy."

Lang Yuanwai's hands slowly clenched into fists, and his face became even paler and gloomier. "Then... Lord... are you still... willing to give me a chance..."

he asked shakily.

After a moment of silence, the man in the black hat said calmly, "This is your last chance. I'll give you seven days."

When Lang Yuanwai heard this, his body relaxed and he instantly broke out in a sweat, soaking his hair and clothes.

"Thank you, thank you, my lord..."

He exhaled deeply, his complexion slightly recovered, and his tone became much calmer: "But I remember that the lord once said not to kill Fu Qingzhou, why now..."

"That's not the question you should ask."

The black hat man said coldly: "Do what you should do."

"……Yes."

Mr. Lang lowered his head and responded.

When he raised his head again, the man in the black hat was gone.

Mr. Lang's expression changed repeatedly, and finally he looked like he had aged ten years, and he sighed deeply.

"Seeking fame, wealth, power and respect... in the end, I find that I am just a dog."

He slowly stood up from the chair, blew out the oil lamp in the room, and walked out.

In the small mountain village late at night, except for a few secret sentries, there was no one to be seen. It was as quiet as a dead end.

Mr. Lang continued walking, and after passing through several corridors, he pushed open the door of a small room.

This room should be a study. It has all the necessary furnishings and is spotless, but it doesn't seem to have any life in it.

He lowered his head, came to the desk and lay down, and actually lifted up the floor tiles under the desk and opened a secret compartment.

Quickly, he crawled through the secret compartment and closed the floor tile.

Below the secret compartment was an extremely long staircase with dim yellow lamps on both sides, but it was pitch black in the depths and no one knew where it led to.

"Ugh……"

Lang Yuanwai sighed: "You are my last hope... I hope you can help me get through this..."

He muttered, going deeper down the stairs.

This walk lasted for a very long time.

I walked until the sides of the staircase were no longer flat brick walls, until the stairs turned into rough stone steps, until the oil lamps on both sides turned into torches, until I reached a deep cave where no sunlight could be seen, and only then did I reach the bottom.

In the deep cave, a dull, thunderous and extremely rhythmic sound echoed.

It sounded like the breathing of some giant beast, or the snoring of a drunkard.

Mr. Lang slowly walked into the deep cave and turned a corner.

The flame on the torch flickered, casting a huge black shadow on the stone wall.

At the deepest part of the cave, there is a stone bed.

There was a "person" lying on the stone bed.

To say that he is a human being is actually not quite appropriate.

The only thing on his body was a piece of animal skin wrapped around his waist. He was tall and agile, with smooth and powerful muscles that seemed to contain explosive power, and complex markings were faintly visible on his skin.

What's even more strange is that where two eyes were originally located, there are actually four eyes growing side by side, and the pupil of each eye is facing a different direction, as if it can see the movements in all directions!
Not only that, he actually had four long, sharp spikes growing out of his mouth, like the fangs of wild beasts, flashing with cold light!

When he saw Mr. Lang, the pupils of his four eyes looked over at the same time, staring at Mr. Lang, with a hideous and terrifying smile on his face.

"Hitomi."

Lang Yuanwai looked at this monstrous man and was clearly a little nervous, but his tone was still able to remain calm: "You have a mission, complete it... I promise that you can return to your normal appearance."

(End of this chapter)