What a lucky world!

Chapter 94 Heavy rain can’t cleanse this world!
The autumn rain was pouring down and a rumble of thunder echoed through the sky.

Zhang Mu felt as if his whole body was surrounded by warmth and slowly opened his eyes.

"Hmm?" Zhang Mu then realized that he was in a bathtub and smelled a strong herbal scent.

"This is Qianyuan Wuzhai..." Zhang Mu looked at the surrounding environment and recognized where he was.

After calming down a little, Zhang Mu recalled what happened before.

Escorting...attacked...Mr. Song...Shisan Niang...

Zhang Mu suddenly stood up from the bathtub, quickly put on the clothes beside him, and walked out directly through the door.

……

"Brother Mu, wake up!" Han Wanli was sitting outside the house playing chess with another brother. When he saw Zhang Mu coming out, he quickly got up.

"Brother Han, how are the brothers in my escort agency doing?" Zhang Mu asked quickly.

Hearing Zhang Mu's question, Han Wanli's face became solemn and he sighed: "Brother Mu, calm down first."

"I rushed over there as soon as Shisan Niang saved you."

"but……"

"It's still a step too late."

Zhang Mu's heart sank instantly: "Are they...all dead?"

"Captain Song is still alive and is being treated at the Military Academy!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mu rushed into the rain. Han Wanli quickly grabbed an umbrella and followed closely.

……

Lecture on martial arts hall.

When Zhang Mu came in, Shisan Niang was standing at the door.

"Brother Mu, are you okay?" Shisan Niang smiled when she saw Zhang Mu.

"Hmm... How's Captain Song?" Zhang Mu said as he was about to go inside when he was stopped by Shisan Niang: "Wait a minute, Old Man Wei is giving Song Yuanqing acupuncture, and Brother Lin is also in there, don't disturb them."

Hearing this, Zhang Mu stopped and bowed to Shisan Niang: "Thank you, Sister Xuan'er."

"We're family, what's there to thank me for?" Shisan Niang pulled Zhang Mu to sit on a chair beside her and glared at Han Wanli again. Han Wanli immediately stood away tactfully.

"I was too late." Shisan Niang recounted the scene to Zhang Mu. "There was a demon wolf king in the Yangye realm. Although the expert from the escort agency was also in the Yangye realm, he must have been seriously injured and his blood and qi were weak. Even if he risked his life, he could only seriously injure the opponent."

"If it weren't for Escort Captain Song's breakthrough to the Eleventh Rank right before the battle, I'm afraid he wouldn't have even waited for me to arrive."

At this moment, Wei Wuyou and Lin Jinglong came out. Zhang Mu hurried forward and asked, "Teacher, Mr. Wei, Chief Song..."

Wei Wuyou shook his head: "He was already seriously injured, and then he forced a breakthrough, which damaged his heart meridian. Even a god can't save him."

Lin Jinglong sighed: "It's not easy to hold on until now. I guess he's waiting for you."

"You go and meet him."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Mu immediately rushed in. Shisan Niang was a little worried and wanted to follow, but was stopped by Lin Jinglong.

"Let them say goodbye properly."

……

Zhang Mu rushed into the side room of the Military Academy. As soon as he opened the door, he saw blood-soaked cotton cloth and clothes all over the floor.

Song Yuanqing was lying on the bed. The escort leader who used to be full of vigor and elegance now had a pale face and a listless look.

"Brother Song!" Zhang Mu walked to Song Yuanqing and called out softly.

Song Yuanqing turned his head, looked at Zhang Mu, and forced a weak smile.

"Brother Mu, you're alright. That's great.

Zhang Mu held Song Yuanqing's hand and felt as if a wild dog had broken into his heart and was biting at it.

Although he and Song Yuanqing had not had much contact in the past two months, Song Yuanqing had always taken care of him and supported him like an older brother.

"Brother Song..."

"Brother Mu, I don't have much time left...you...listen to me..." Song Yuanqing spoke with difficulty.

Zhang Mu nodded: "Well, you talk, I'm listening."

Song Yuanqing looked at Zhang Mu with a gentle look in his eyes: "This trip... is dangerous. I already knew... I didn't expect it to be so... dangerous..."

"For people in the martial arts world, life and death...are commonplace...there's no need to be sad." "Now, only...my wife and son...are worried."

"Please tell... tell me that I'm lucky enough to have met... my beloved..."

"There's a divorce certificate in a secret compartment at home. She's... a divorced daughter... not a widow..."

After saying this, Song Yuanqing seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He looked at Zhang Mu, moved his lips, and said in a voice even quieter than before: "If... you have the energy to spare, please... take good care of me in the future..."

Zhang Mu bit his lips hard and nodded heavily.

Song Yuanqing looked directly above him, his vision blurring as he murmured, "Brother Mu, my father and mother are here to pick me up..."

Song Yuanqing only felt that his clenched hand suddenly lost its strength.

"Brother Song!"

"Brother Song!"

……

The heavy rain is still falling, like sharp arrows shooting from the sky towards the world.

Zhang Mu slowly walked out of the Military Academy. Lin Jinglong, Wei Wuyou, and Shisan Niang all looked at him.

"The person left?" Wei Wuyou spoke first.

Zhang Mu nodded.

Lin Jinglong sighed: "That kid has good talent. He has the potential to recover within ten years. What a pity..."

Shisanniang said with concern: "Brother Mu, please accept my condolences..."

Zhang Mu raised his head and looked at the incessant rain. After a moment, he suddenly murmured, "This world cannot be washed clean by rain."

Lin Jinglong was about to speak when he heard Zhang Mu calling him.

"teacher!"

Lin Jinglong replied, "I'm here."

"I want to kill someone."

"it is good!"

"That man is an official."

"it is good!"

"He should have guards at the Yangye realm."

"Small things."

Zhang Mu bowed deeply to Lin Jinglong and walked into the rain.

Lin Jinglong smiled at Shisan Niang and Wei Wuyou and said, "Call the men and horses, and go down the mountain!"

……

Two days later.

The bailiff Zhang San leaned against the city gate, yawned, and fell asleep again.

It’s still better to be an official. No matter how the grain price rises, the government office will give you rice as salary every month.

Now you can find a widow to sleep with you by spending two white flour buns. It’s really a good benefit.

That widow Zhang was so annoying yesterday. I kept her busy all night. I need to take a break today and see her again tomorrow.

Give him three white flour buns tomorrow and ask her to play something exciting with him.

Just as Zhang San was daydreaming, he suddenly heard the sound of crying.

"Cry, cry, cry, it's so damn unlucky, people will die every day..." Zhang San thought it was the voice of the victims outside the city, and was about to open his eyes and curse, but he saw a long funeral procession walking towards the city gate.

There were white banners and paper money flying in the sky. There were also people who specialized in crying out for the dead leading the way, and in the procession was a long line of coffins.

"Oh my god..." Zhang San rubbed his eyes, looked at the funeral procession again, and immediately recognized the person holding the coffin at the front.

"Isn't that Escort Zhang who killed the fox demon last time?" Zhang San muttered to himself. He was also the one guarding the city gate when Zhang Mu brought the fox corpse back to the city.

"Could those people in the coffin be from the Yuanwei Escort Agency?" Zhang San was shocked by his own thoughts. "Wow... how many people died!"

(End of this chapter)