Nine Chapters of Strange Cases

Chapter 381 Nailing You into the Wall
The person inside the house suddenly shouted and rushed out.

Even Zhou Zhao, who was well-traveled and knowledgeable, was taken aback by the person in front of him.

Her hands were fair and slender, looking like those of a child, but judging from her voice, she was definitely a delicate young girl who had not yet grown up.

But the man who came out of that gate was a big, burly man with a full beard and messy hair on his head, looking like a somewhat mad lion.

This person is like a mountain spirit in a storybook who secretly disguises herself as a beauty in the middle of the night. Once the scholar is bewitched and falls into a daze, she will be swallowed up by her big mouth covered in a beard.

It also looks like two incongruous corpses, a man and a woman, pieced together; something just doesn't look right.

As if sensing Zhou Zhao's surprise, the androgynous person instantly became enraged, "What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Her voice was incredibly sweet, but the long-handled sickle in her hand sent chills down one's spine. With a twitch of her beard, the sickle in her hand was already slashing towards Zhou Zhao's head.

Zhou Zhao looked at him with great interest, his interest growing stronger. "I really want to perform an autopsy and give you to Ah Huang. He would definitely like it."

The long-handled sickle was swung around, and it was about to reach Zhou Zhao. With just a slight hook, Zhou Zhao's head would be completely severed.

"What did you say?" The androgynous woman's hand, gripping the hilt of her knife, trembled slightly upon hearing Zhou Zhao's words. She thought she was already insane enough, but she never expected that this famous Minister of Justice Zhou in the capital was even more insane.

The way she looked at her was like she was looking at prey that she was determined to get.

That's right, it's the prey.

"Li Yang, don't listen to her. She's deliberately trying to provoke you! Don't underestimate her."

Huo Ting, standing by the door, reminded him with a grim expression.

Weapons clashed.

Compared to the long-handled scythe, Zhou Zhao's short green dagger was pitifully small.

Like green grass waiting to be cut by a sickle, it seemed that if the person named Li Yang exerted any more force, he would cut off Zhou Zhao's hand along with the dagger.

However, the expected situation did not occur.

When masters clash, the truth is revealed in a single touch.

Li Yang looked at her hand holding the sickle; her fingers were trembling uncontrollably. Zhou Zhao wasn't born with superhuman strength, so this was a difference in internal energy.

Li Yang thought to herself and put away her underestimation of her opponent.

She is a drug user.

From the age of seven, she was bought by the renowned Poison Doctor Immortal, one of 103 people in his group of medicine practitioners. Her daily tasks consisted of planting, collecting, and testing medicinal herbs; she drank more medicine than she ate food.

One hundred and three people died one by one, leaving only her, who turned into this monster.

Later, the Poison Doctor also died, and she bought back 103 new medicine people from the human slave dealer.

They were then asked to plant, test, and collect medicinal herbs, but this time, the 103 people were truly disappointing.

She didn't get rid of the poison in her body, but she regained her beautiful hands, which belonged to the little girl, and she even grew a beard for it.

However, over the years, the complex medicines mixed together in her body, causing her to develop internal strength far beyond her years.

She was so proud of it that she even chose the same long-handled sickle she used to use when she was gathering herbs.

Because she believed that with her inner strength, no matter how tough a neck was, it could not withstand a single blow from her scythe.

But today...

Li Yang looked at Zhou Zhao with an exceptionally sinister gaze. "Why? I drank so many medicines, becoming neither human nor ghost, to gain my current internal strength. But you didn't have to do anything, yet you're on par with me?" Zhou Zhao's eyes lit up. "You drank a lot of medicine? Then Ah Huang must like you even more."

It's not that she's a pervert.

Zhou Zhao knew perfectly well that it was because she had seized the initiative this time, catching Grand Commandant Huo off guard. He had no choice but to disperse the experts around him and hastily respond.

Otherwise, he will rebel tomorrow, and the twelve golden statues will appear at the Prince of Dai's wedding banquet.

She will die in an attack by this group while protecting Zhou Wan.

As Zhou Zhao pondered, her gaze swept across Li Yang's sleeve, where a glimpse of gold occasionally peeked out from the jingling bracelet, confirming her guess.

The Twelve Golden Men indeed refer to the twelve skilled warriors dressed in golden robes who were trained by Commander Huo.

Regardless of who strikes first, from the moment Grand Commandant Huo kills Zhou Yan, their only path is a fight to the death.

"Not evenly matched" is not used like that. I suggest you use "as different as heaven and earth" to describe it.

As Zhou Zhao spoke, her eyes turned cold, and she vanished from the spot in an instant.

The internal strength gained from soaking in medicine is like a castle in the air; it can't compare to the skill she cultivated little by little since childhood, regardless of the weather.

Su Changying usually indulged her in everything, but when it came to martial arts, he never showed her any leniency.

After all, given the extent of the trouble she caused, if her martial arts skills weren't high, she would have been beaten to death sooner or later.

Li Yang felt a blur before her eyes, and the smiling girl who had been standing in front of her just moments before vanished without a trace. Terrified, she gripped her scythe and shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Attack!"

She knew that the moment she opened her mouth, she had already admitted that she was no match for Zhou Zhao.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a chilling killing intent coming towards her. Li Yang managed to dodge, but she still couldn't avoid feeling a sharp pain in her neck as Zhou Zhao's dagger slashed a large gash in her neck. She quickly covered her neck with her hand.

Fresh blood gushed out from between her pale fingers.

Without further hesitation, everyone inside rushed out.

Besides Huo Du, who was holding a child, and Huo Ting, who came to deliver the message, there was also an old man with a white beard.

The old man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a gourd of wine hanging from his waist and a long sword in his hand. He looked quite like a Taoist immortal.

"Brother, you go first, we'll cover the rear."

Huo Ting shouted, and Huo Du, seeing this, rushed out the door, wanting to escape. He had just taken a step when a coffin nail flew over with a whoosh, grazing his chest, passing through a piece of armor, and then firmly embedded itself in the wall.

Huo Du's face turned pale. He quickly looked at the child in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the child was unharmed.

He turned his head and saw that Xing Lao, Huo Ting, and Li Yang had surrounded Zhou Zhao. He tried to slip away, but as soon as he took a step, he was pulled back.

He then realized with a start that Zhou Zhao had used coffin nails to fasten his iron armor, pinning him to the wall.

Huo Du raised his hand to try and pull out the coffin nail, but the nail didn't budge.

He thought for a moment, then turned around, intending to go in the opposite direction and try to use the force to pull out the coffin nail. But the moment he moved, the second coffin nail flew out, piercing through his right arm and pinning him to the wall.

Huo Du let out a scream, and the child in his arms fell to the ground.

He looked in Zhou Zhao's direction and saw her smile gently, "You don't actually think you're the only ones who can fight, do you? Yan Junyu, Jing Yi, do you want me to carry you out in a sedan chair?"

(End of this chapter)