The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 274 The So-called Evil Way

Lu Yu stopped.

When Xu Bing screamed for the first time, she frowned: close-fitting soft armor is not an ordinary item. This rich young man must be from a powerful family, and his family must be very wealthy. But this thing can only prevent ambush, not a first-class master.

When Xu Bing screamed for the second time, she sneered: Lime powder? The street thugs' tricks seemed to have run out of tricks.

When Xu Bing screamed for the third time, her face suddenly changed, and without any hesitation, she immediately went to support him. But before she could walk a foot, Xu Bing had already fallen to the ground, spitting blood, and slowly lost his voice.

It only took three or four breaths for him to go from surprise to disdain and then to a chill all over his body.

Lu Yu slowly took a few steps back.

"Tang Sect master? This is not Bashu. What do we do have to do with your Tang Sect?"

she asked.

The Tang Clan has never been an orthodox sect, but it certainly hasn't been considered an evil sect either. It simply sticks to its territory in Bashu, sells hidden weapons and poisons, and rarely gets involved in the affairs of the martial arts world.

Since the other party was able to extract the Tang Sect's poison pill, he must be a member of the Tang Sect and of a high status. Why would he attack us?
The noble young man just chuckled.

"I'd love to, wouldn't I?"

"I just don't like you two, so I just kill you. Is that not okay?"

"you!"

Lu Yu was furious for a moment. He looked him up and down for a moment, and his originally furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

"I was just startled by you just now. You really think you can take me down."

"You are only a first-rate one, and it seems that you have only cultivated it recently. You haven't opened up several meridians in your hands yet, right?"

Lu Yu sneered.

"Xu Bing was tricked by you just now and was poisoned."

"But, poison can't be dealt with by the first-class."

"And your hand meridians haven't been fully opened yet, so your hidden weapons aren't that powerful."

"You are nothing but a silver-plated spear with only true energy!"

An Ziyang smiled and did not refute.

What Lu Yu said is a fact recognized by the world.

Poison, in certain places, can exert effects far beyond martial arts. But like witchcraft, it is an evil way with a low upper limit. It is more used for sneak attacks and cannot be used for strong attacks.

When you reach the first-rate level, your Qinggong is far faster than the speed of the poison. As long as you are prepared, it will be difficult to be hit. If it is a small space like the An family's secret room, it is okay. But in this open place, it is a foolish dream to rely on the slow speed of the poison to catch up with the pace of the first-rate master.

And his level of hidden weapon skills is indeed not very high.

However, all those who thought that Master Lingxu only knew how to use poison have already gone to see the King of Hell.

An Ziyang put one hand on his chest and drew the long sword from his waist with the other hand. He made a sword flower and pointed it loosely at Lu Yu.

"Miss Lu is so confident, why don't you come and try my sword skills?"

Before Lu Yu could say anything, Liu Chengxuan's heart tightened.

No matter how much people in the martial arts world say that the Huanhua Sword Sect is showing off its knowledge, it is still a serious sword sect. Liu Chengxuan has been practicing swordsmanship for nearly twenty years and is a well-known figure in the martial arts world.

From the way An Ziyang swung his sword, he could tell that this noble young man had barely touched a sword before, and his swordsmanship wasn't even at the third-rate level.

If he were to fight against Lu Yufang, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to last more than ten moves.

Thinking of this, Liu Chengxuan hurriedly prepared to step forward and try to entangle Lu Yu to create space for An Ziyang to use poison.

An Ziyang raised his sword and pointed.

"Hey, brother, I don't need you."

"It's more difficult to deal with this little scoundrel than to deal with any random courtesan."

"Go play over there for a while."

An Ziyang had a leisurely smile on his face, with his sword loosely held in his hand. His body had no posture at all, and he even moved his eyes away from Lu Yu. He had no intention of being on guard against Lu Yu at all.

"It won't take me three breaths to get her—"

"Be careful!!!"

Liu Chengxuan shouted loudly and rushed over with sword in hand.

Lu Yu took advantage of the moment when An Ziyang was looking away and rushed in front of An Ziyang.

"Boy! So arrogant!"

"Come die!"

He reached out to grab An Ziyang's right hand that was holding the sword.

puff.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain under her feet.

"!!!"

Without thinking too much, she quickly ducked to avoid An Ziyang's slowly sweeping sword, and swept her left leg on the ground.

Amid the flying dust, several objects were swept away and hit the trees, making crisp sounds.

"Cauldron!"

Lu Yu's expression suddenly changed.

When Xu Bing rushed over just now, An Ziyang took advantage of the lime powder to block his vision and threw a handful of caltrops at his feet!
In order to seize the flaw revealed by An Ziyang, he ran into the trap!

His mind raced, and a hint of ferocity flashed in Lu Yu's eyes.

It is impossible that the opponent did not poison the caltrops. Now that I have been tricked, the only way to survive is to capture the opponent and find the antidote!
She was a well-known master of evil ways, and had experienced far more life and death than the disciples of famous sects. She made up her mind in an instant.

He raised his left hand and instantly grabbed An Ziyang's left hand, which was still in his arms, to prevent him from taking out the poison. His right hand went up along An Ziyang's arm, trying to take the long sword from his hand!

As soon as Fang took over, Lu Yu was delighted.

This man's arm muscles were indeed loose and he obviously didn't have any kung fu skills. With my intensive grappling skills, it would be almost certain that I could take his weapon!
In a small space, their eyes met.

Suddenly, Lu Yu felt cold all over.

An Ziyang, whose hands had been restrained, was not at all panicked at this moment and was looking at her with a smile.

Not only that, he didn't care at all that he was in a life-and-death struggle, and he was like a playboy who usually seeks flowers and willows, and he took the initiative to move towards Lu Yu.

The two of them were just "stacked" together.

If one did not look at Lu Yu's face which was gradually turning purple, and the sword in An Ziyang's hand, some people might really think that they were a pair of lovers whispering in each other's arms.

"Miss Lu is really proactive. Even the top girls I met in the past would have a drink and listen to music first. Miss Lu is the first one who came close to me as soon as they met~"

An Ziyang leaned close to Lu Yu's ear and whispered.

"Speaking of which, I have never tasted the taste of a first-class master of the evil way... If you surrender now and tell me who ordered you to do this, I will keep you as a maid, how about it?"

After saying that, he actually blew towards Lu Yu's ear.

"you!!!"

Lu Yu was already furious.

"I will tear your mouth apart!!!"

With a twist of his hand, he completely grabbed the wrist of An Ziyang's right hand that was holding the sword.

"Sword or hand?"

Lu Yu said with a ferocious smile.

"Whatever the beauty asks, this young master will certainly agree to it. Besides, without these hands, how can I make Miss Lu happy~"

An Ziyang chuckled, then let go of the sword and let it fall.

His hands were restrained and he had no weapons.

Facing Lu Yu, who was an expert in catching people, he seemed to have no power to fight back.

Lu Yu thought so too.

She climbed up An Ziyang's arms to his shoulders, stretched her fingers into claws, and was about to dig into An Ziyang's shoulder sockets.

Just as she was about to subdue An Ziyang, she shouted sternly.

"Antidote—"

"Ai."

But he was interrupted by An Ziyang's chuckle.

"Why do everyone think that by taking my sword, destroying my poison, and guarding against my hidden weapons, they can control me?"

"Do you know that you are the first top-notch expert who wants to get close to me and subdue me and ask for the antidote?"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful inner energy burst out!
"Heiji——Futu!"

coax!
Lu Yu only felt that a storm suddenly exploded in front of her. The powerful true energy far exceeded that of an ordinary first-class master, and suddenly scattered out from the major acupoints around An Ziyang's body, suddenly knocking her back!

She only had time to raise her hand and take An Ziyang's sword away at the moment she stepped back.

The smoke and dust rolled up and then slowly dissipated.

Lu Yu looked at An Ziyang who walked out of the smoke with disbelief.

"You...you are not a member of the Tang family!"

"The Tang family definitely doesn't have such advanced internal skills!"

An Ziyang chuckled.

"When did I ever say that I am a member of the Tang family?"

"...But you have only just reached the first-class level, where did you get so much Qi?"

Lu Yu gritted his teeth.

"Fuss."

An Ziyang crossed his sleeves with his hands and returned to his nonchalant look.

"Martial Arts Zen, Wedding Dress Magic."

"I am not good at weapons, so I have to work harder on my inner strength. I am waiting for a beauty like Miss Lu who comes to me on her own~"

"you!"

Lu Yu was furious.

What kind of person is this? Is he mentally ill?
Such a brilliant mental method and such a strong true energy, if placed in the hands of an ordinary master, even if he practiced a common palm method, he would be able to maneuver freely. But in this person's hands, it was just to defend against surprise attacks!

It's simply a waste of resources!
But she had to admit that she really had no way to deal with An Ziyang's use of it!
It was at this moment that Lu Yu had time to investigate the poison in the caltrop he had just stepped on.

Suddenly, she looked happy.

"It's not the Tang Sect's poison!"

Lu Yu suddenly looked up at An Ziyang.

"The poison on your caltrops is just an ordinary anesthetic!"

An Ziyang shrugged.

"Of course, we have to keep someone alive for questioning."

A smile appeared on Lu Yu's face.

"it is good!"

"It's true that I can't control you for the time being, but don't even think about leaving me here! It's just an anesthetic, I can suppress it myself!" "Come and chase me if you dare! Let's see who dies first!"

Whoosh!
Lu Yu was indeed an evil master. Seeing that things were not going well, he turned around and ran into the dense forest without any hesitation. However, An Ziyang stood there without any intention of chasing him. He just watched Lu Yu disappear into the dense forest.

Liu Chengxuan, who was standing by, became anxious and couldn't help but shout.

"Sir, this person has a sinister and cruel heart. If you let her go, she will inevitably be plotted against by him in the future!"

“Don’t let the tiger go back to the mountain!”

An Ziyang glanced at him and smiled.

"of course."

"How can you let such a beauty go without even saying a few words?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and pinched his thumb on his index finger a few times, as if he was a fortune teller on the street. He made some calculations and then smiled.

"Calculating the time, it should be about time."

"three."

"two."

"one."

As he said "one", a cry of pain suddenly came from the dense forest ahead.

"What!?"

"Sinister thief——"

puff.

No more sound.

An Ziyang turned to look at the two stunned people from Huanhua Sword Sect and smiled.

"You two, can you help me carry someone back? Is that convenient?"

He pointed to the cabin.

"I want to ask Miss Lu some questions, so I need to make some preparations first. Just bring her back."

"Don't worry, she's already passed out. Even if you chop stuffing on her body, she won't wake up."

Liu Chengxuan and Wen Lianrong looked at each other, and while they were shocked, they also thanked An Ziyang in unison. When they saw An Ziyang turned and went into the wooden house, they went in the direction where Lu Yu fled.

"What is the origin of this person?"

Wen Lianrong said.

"I can't tell."

Liu Chengxuan sighed.

"The Wedding Dress Magic Skill has long been lost. Countless fragments were passed down from Shuntian Prefecture last year, but no one has yet deduced the full version. And the move called 'Black Pagoda' is also unheard of."

"He's holding a sword, but he doesn't know how to use it. He's using the Tang Sect's secret poison, but he can't even use a hidden weapon."

"He is truly... a mysterious person."

"It seems like we've been involved in something incredible."

Wen Lianrong clenched the hilt of the sword for a long while, then forced a smile.

"At least we survived."

"Yes, fortunately."

Liu Chengxuan also felt fortunate.

The two men walked through a dense forest of dozens of feet and finally found Lu Yu, who had fainted beside a tree.

Although An Ziyang was very confident, the two men still cautiously threw some stones at her body to test her. After getting close, one of them held a sword against her neck while the other held her pulse to test her.

"The internal meridians in his body have collapsed, his Qi and blood have stagnated, his strength has weakened, and he has indeed fainted."

Liu Chengxuan said.

Wen Lianrong then lifted the sword that was resting on Lu Yu's neck and sheathed it.

The two men did not rush to take it back, but squatted down and observed it carefully.

"There's blood on the soles of his feet. He must have stepped on a trap during the fight. The anesthetic she mentioned is this."

Wen Lianrong said.

"But, she is also a well-known evil master who has been in control of her Qi and blood. Since she said she was confident that she could suppress the anesthetic, then the reason why she fainted was not this."

Liu Chengxuan's eyes wandered over Lu Yu.

"Where is it..."

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

"here."

He said, reaching out and lifting Lu Yu's right hand, spreading his fingers to reveal his palm.

Wen Lianrong leaned over to take a look.

There were blood spots all over Lu Yu's palms, hundreds of tiny wounds that were slowly oozing blood. It was like he had grabbed a handful of blood from the sewing box with his bare hands. Some of them even tore the skin and flesh, leaving wounds as long as the fingertips.

Liu Chengxuan lowered his head, smelled it, and nodded.

"It's poisonous, right here."

"But when she fled just now, she should not have been injured like this."

"How did that person poison her from a distance of dozens of feet..."

He was thinking, but he heard a soft sigh from Wen Lianrong beside him.

"sword."

"Brother, it was the sword she took from that man."

Clang clang——

Wen Lianrong used the sword to pick out the sword stuck in the tree trunk nearby and brought it to Liu Chengxuan.

"Brother, look at the hilt."

Liu Chengxuan took a closer look.

There was a scarlet mark on the hilt of the sword.

He took another closer look and motioned Wen Lianrong to put it on the ground. He bent over to pick up two branches, clamped the hilt of the sword between them, and silently counted the time in his heart.

From the time Lu Yu snatched the sword to the time he cried out in pain while escaping, about ten breaths of time passed.

"Ten, nine, eight...three, two, one."

bass!
In an instant, hundreds of fine needles suddenly popped out from the hilt of the sword, immediately piercing the two branches with holes.

"hiss--"

Liu Chengxuan took a deep breath, and Lu Yu's experience emerged in his mind.

After she snatched the sword, she fled into the dense forest. Before she had escaped a hundred feet, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her palm.

Feeling the pain, she suddenly swung her hand to throw the sword away, but the hundreds of needles pierced deeply into her flesh, and she couldn't even shake them off the first time. That's how she got those torn wounds.

Then she uttered her first cry of pain.

"What!?"

Then she swung her hand again, and the long sword flew out and pierced the tree trunk. This was also the reason why Liu Chengxuan did not notice the long sword at the first time.

At this time, the poison takes effect.

She uttered a second exclamation.

"Sinister thief——"

Before she could finish her sentence, she fell to the ground and completely lost consciousness.

Liu Chengxuan frowned.

"But why did the sword not react when it was held by that person, but when it was held by Lu Yu? Even when I held it with a branch, the poison needle would pop out?"

He studied the hilt for a moment.

Suddenly, he realized something, and at the same time, he felt a chill all over his body, and he couldn't help but let out the same sigh as Lu Yu.

"So insidious!?"

The part of the hilt near the jaw actually concealed a circle of barely noticeable springs, eight in total, which could not be detected unless one looked closely.

This is where the mechanism lies.

No wonder the young man always held the sword loosely. It was not because he was casual, but because he was always using two fingers to strike the eight springs in sequence.

If the order is wrong, or the spring is not pressed for a while, the poison needle will pop out and pierce the hand of the person holding the sword.

This sword was a hidden weapon from the very beginning.

Just waiting for someone else to take it away.

"This……"

Wen Lianrong on the side also frowned.

This behavior is basically an insult to the "sword". Any swordsman in the world would probably frown when seeing An Ziyang using the sword like this.

Moreover, looking at the other party's sinister tactics, it doesn't seem like a righteous approach no matter how you look at it.

But, the other party is his savior after all.

The two looked at each other and sighed.

Wen Lianrong carried Lu Yu on his back, and Liu Chengxuan put the sword back into his scabbard, and the two turned around and walked to the front of the wooden house.

"Sir, the person has been brought back."

An Ziyang's laughter came from inside the door.

"Send it in."

The two men pushed the door open and froze in place.

The small bed in the wooden house had been emptied and a white cloth was spread on it.

Dozens of cold and shining objects were densely placed around the white cloth, and there was some black and red powder faintly visible in the blood trough, like dried blood stains.

On the ground, there were several jars stacked up, and there was a faint rustling sound coming from inside, as if some living thing was crawling inside.

The only light in the room was the moonlight that slanted in from the hole in the roof, illuminating half of An Ziyang's face, hiding his eyebrows and eyes in the darkness but illuminating his white teeth.

He smiled gently.

"Put the man on the bed, and you two can leave now."

"Oh, by the way, if the noise becomes unpleasant later, you two can cover your ears or meditate."

"Otherwise, I might not be able to eat tomorrow."

An idea couldn't help but come to Liu Chengxuan's mind.

"Who is the evil one..."

(End of this chapter)