Minglong

Chapter 385 You're going to kill the righteous path!

When Zhang Chu heard that the Underworld God Sect had only sent two people to carry out the mission, his eyes widened in confusion.

He Can also frowned and turned to look at the group of three:
"You and Zhang Chu alone dare to venture into the lion's den? Then why did you bring me along?"

Zitong shook his head and said earnestly:

"It's you two. After I deliver you to your destination, I'll head north. You two will be responsible for lying in wait in Danyang. When the time is right, use your 'divine hands' to deliver a fatal blow to the righteous path and completely reverse the balance of power between good and evil..."

"Ouch!"

He Can shuddered and moved a few steps closer:

"Really? Are you sure you're not just leaving us here to surrender and die for the righteous path?"

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Zitong frowned and said unhappily:
"Would the higher-ups treat their fellow disciples like this? But even if you are captured and forced to surrender, the sect won't blame you. Anyway, we don't have anyone in the capital, and you're even more stubborn than your father. No matter how severely you're tortured, you won't reveal the secrets of the Underworld God Sect..."

He Can spread his hands: "What top secret do I know?"

Zhang Chu was also full of questions:

"If the Imperial Observatory were to ask me why the Underworld God Cult went to such lengths to send us both to the Capital Prefecture, and I said that the cult wanted to cast a spell to make us bring death to the righteous path, I doubt Lu Wuzhen would believe me..."

"So you'd better not get caught."

Zitong took out a stack of silver notes from his pocket:
"While you are lurking in Danyang, if you can use your 'ominous aura' to shake the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty, that would be best. If you can't shake it, you can still serve as spies to monitor the movements of the Jingzhao Prefecture. Even if you are captured, you can keep the righteous sects racking their brains trying to figure out our intentions, which can also be considered a feint..."

"..."

Upon hearing this, He Can roughly understood what it meant—the higher-ups of the Underworld Cult were planning to drop a pile of excrement into their opponent's home as a spy!

The cult of the Underworld doesn't care at all if the shit is shoveled away; if the righteous path doesn't find a pile of shit in the house, they will be secretly disgusted; even if they do find it, they will have to study why the evil path left this pile of shit in the house, whether there is a deeper meaning, and the more they study, the more disgusted they become!
This method is truly vicious...

Unfortunately, when evil forces use this as a turd to disgust the righteous path, how can ordinary people simply accept their fate?
He Can didn't say anything more, just took the silver notes, counted them, and thought that this time he should be able to open a stir-fry restaurant in the northern grasslands without getting caught again...

However, the higher-ups of the Underworld Cult were clearly not as naive as He Can thought.

After handing over the silver note, Zitong added:
"To prevent you from abandoning your posts, the sect has placed the Seven Deadly Gu on you. Every seven days, you must come to the dock to retrieve the antidote. Keep the items and instructions from the sect in the cabin. You can also put any intelligence on the return merchant ship. If you exceed the time limit, you should understand the consequences, given your background in the Gu poison sect."

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He Can frowned and said, "You throw a pile of shit into the home of the righteous sects, and you're afraid it will escape and disgust them, so you even tie a rope to it?"

Zitong waved his hand and said earnestly:

"Don't underestimate yourselves. You two are definitely more valuable than dirt. The leader has high hopes for you. Even if you don't make any contributions in the future, if you can show half the ability to defeat your own people, the Great Qian Dynasty will not be able to stay at peace."

Isn't this just sending me to destroy the righteous path?

He Can thought that the Underworld God Sect was probably driven to desperation by Xie Laomo. What was the difference between this and Lu Wuzhen's nephew, who was forced to shave his head in the first month of the lunar year in an attempt to curse Lu Wuzhen to death because he couldn't beat Lu Wuzhen?
Is the struggle between good and evil always this simple and straightforward?
But the Underworld Cult seemed determined, and He Can had no choice but to speak in a sarcastic tone.

As the convoy loaded with goods entered the city, passing through Dongcang Street, the Princess's Mansion, and other places, He Can pointed into the alley when they reached the entrance of Qingquan Alley:

"See that? The sixth courtyard is Xie Jinhuan's residence. Why don't you rent a place for me here too, so I can ruin Xie Jinhuan's feng shui?"

Zhang Chu glanced around nervously, afraid of being discovered by the secret agents of the Great Qian Dynasty, and whispered:
"Where are we going? The academy is just ahead..."

Zitong casually said:
"The Crescent Moon Manor is doing quite well now. Many of their medicinal herbs are manufactured by the Dan Hospital. Follow the group in to unload the goods, and I'll go to Qingquan Lane to rent you a house..."

"what?"

He Can felt that this rat spirit really didn't take him seriously, and in order to live a few more days, he chickened out:

"No, I was just joking. How could I be worthy of being neighbors with Old Devil Xie? You can go now, we'll find our own place to stay, and we'll definitely hand over the intelligence on time..."

Zitong didn't say much. He got off the bus and stood on the side of the street. After the convoy had gone far away, he turned his gaze to the vast academy in the distance, and then looked down into the ground of the academy.

After being watched for a long time, Zitong bowed deeply before quietly disappearing into the streets and alleys...
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It was afternoon outside Luoyang.

The carriage, escorted by three hundred Crimson Guards, stopped at the riverside harbor. Countless commoners and even martial arts practitioners gathered on the shore, creating a cacophony of noise and shouts.

"Thank you, my love... Thank you, my love..."

The ferry of the Beiming Sect slowly approached the riverbank. The female official Hongdou had already packed her luggage and was ready to lead the group off the ship.

Inside the cabin of the ship's deck, Ye Yunchi had also arranged his calligraphy, paintings, and sword. Seeing the huge crowd on the shore, he hesitated slightly.

She had only accompanied Xie Jinhuan on his return journey to escort him. Now that they had reached their destination, she should have returned to Ningzhou to continue her reclusive teaching, rather than defying propriety and going to live in a man's house without any official status or status...

But shouldn't I at least say goodbye to Xie Jinhuan before leaving? What if this guy won't let me go...? Leaving without saying goodbye seems inappropriate...

……

After hesitating for a moment, before he could decide what to do, he heard a knock at the door.

dong dong~
Ye Yunchi's expression stiffened slightly. He knew Xie Jinhuan had arrived, and for some reason, he felt a little nervous. However, he managed to calm himself down and went to open the door.

squeak~
Upon looking up, they saw Xie Jinhuan standing outside the door, dressed in a white brocade robe. Beside him was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen, wearing a white top and blue bottom, a silver hairpin in her hair, and dressed very beautifully. Her delicate face was also full of charm. She and Meiqiu peeked out from the side of the door.

"Hehe~ Sister Ye?"

"Ok?"

Ye Yunchi was still thinking about how to talk to his suitors when he suddenly noticed a young girl, and was momentarily stunned:
"Who is this……"

Xie Jinhuan had wanted to invite Naigua to his home earlier, but Senior Sister Ye was hiding inside and didn't dare to come out, so he didn't want to knock on the door to urge her. Seeing Zisu rushing up impatiently, he brought her along and introduced her:
"Miss Lin Zisu, don't you recognize her, Lady Ye?"

"Yeah?!"

Having witnessed Lin Zisu's extraordinary alchemy skills, Ye Yunchi had assumed she was a young alchemist, and was truly surprised by her young age. He immediately bowed respectfully.
"I thought Xie Jinhuan was young and promising, but I didn't expect Miss Zisu to be even more outstanding. The capital city is truly a place of outstanding people and resources."

"I am over-flattered."

Ye Yunchi was approached by Lin Zisu herself, making him the first chivalrous hero she had befriended. Now that he was in her territory, Lin Zisu naturally had to extend hospitality, so she warmly stepped forward and took his arm.
"I've been waiting for Sister Ye for so long. Come on, come on, I'll take you to see my aunt, the one who applied the medicine to you last time. Let's take the car back together..."

"Uh……"

Ye Yunchi was about to say goodbye, but Xie Jinhuan was quite efficient. He went into the house, grabbed her luggage, and walked out. Lin Zisu also warmly invited her to stay with her.

Unable to refuse their hospitality, Ye Yunchi could only follow them out, explaining along the way:

"My mission was to escort Xie Jinhuan back. Now that we've arrived, it's time to return to Ningzhou..."

Xie Jinhuan knew Nai Gua was going to run away, and interjected:

"The Princess knows you enjoy calligraphy and painting, so she specially brought several famous paintings by Xu Sheng and the painting master of the previous dynasty from the palace. She would like to ask Senior Ye to help appraise them. There shouldn't be any rush to get back in the next couple of days."

"..."

Ye Yunchi was a calligraphy and painting enthusiast. Upon hearing about the palace's secret collection of calligraphy and paintings, his curiosity was naturally piqued. Seeing that the journey was indeed difficult, he sighed inwardly.
“Then Zisu and I will go down. Your reputation is too great, lest it cause misunderstandings among the idle people of the martial arts world.”

Misunderstand?

Lin Zisu blinked her big eyes, pondering to herself:
They're in heat and looking for Xie Lang in broad daylight, what's there to misunderstand?

However, Ye Yunchi had a scholarly air about her and seemed to be a shy and conservative Confucian woman. Lin Zisu saw through her but didn't say anything, and smiled as she said:

"Yeah, let's go down first, Coal Ball, let's go."

“Gujiguji…”

The coal ball hopped and skipped along behind.

Xie Jinhuan didn't make things difficult for Senior Sister Ye. He fetched various items and, after the two of them disembarked, led the guests from the Beiming Sect to the riverbank.

A carriage was parked at the riverside dock. Yang Dabiao, Liu Qingzhi, and others were all in the procession. In the central carriage, which was drawn by four horses, the landlady, dressed in a bright yellow palace dress, lifted the curtain to reveal her round face, which looked at him from afar.

Beside her were Da Mo Mo, pretending not to be excited, and Nai Duo, whose eyes were sparkling.

The group from Queyue Manor stopped on the outskirts. Although Sister Bu was already officially his mistress, everyone in the capital knew that Wanyi was his wife. It was obviously a bit exciting for the mother-in-law to openly come and go with her son-in-law.

For this reason, Sister Bu disembarked early and is now standing by the carriage with the beautiful Wan Yi. The three generations of the family are greeting the newly arrived Sister Ye, each with their clothes standing out in their own way...

Xie Jinhuan really wanted to get into his wife's carriage and continue enjoying himself, but having established his persona to this point, he couldn't help but feel a bit self-conscious in public. So, he first bowed to the ladies who had come to see him, and then asked Da Biaozi to help receive the many cultivators from the Beiming Sect.

After completing the necessary procedures, Xie Jinhuan arrived at the carriage under the pretext of paying his respects to the Princess.

As a trusted henchman, Steward Hou naturally stood guard by the carriage, fanning himself. Seeing Xie Jinhuan approach, he stroked his mustache and praised him:

"Ha! You went to Dragon Bone Beach and really picked up some dragon energy. With those dragon eyebrows, phoenix eyes, star-like gleam, and a gait like a dragon, you've got the look of an emperor..."

"Eh eh eh..."

Xie Jinhuan was just about to be modest when he heard the last sentence and stumbled. He quickly raised his hand to signal to Butler Hou to shut up that never-disappointing mouth.

After all, it's fortunate that this is an extraordinary world. Otherwise, if he were to win the hearts of the people and be greeted with thunderous applause wherever he goes, and even allowed to enter the palace in swords and shoes to receive unanimous praise, and if they were to smear him with the false label of "the Son of Heaven with the countenance of an emperor," he could simply go back and write his will and wait to die...

(End of this chapter)