Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

The town was like a field of crops, enjoying the harvest season.

Some people are like a weed mixed in with rice, someone who is seen once and never looked at again.

Some people are like the fine rice bearing heavy ears of grain, attracting countless people to scramble for them.

Looking at the full ears of rice, some people are willing to buy good karma with money, while others prefer to use the methods of spirits to forcibly subdue them.

The man and woman who turned into Mud Bottle Alley are two different examples.

The man wore a tall crown, a green jade pendant at his waist, and a brocade shawl, looking every bit like a wealthy young master.

The woman had supple skin, a pointed chin, phoenix eyes, and a captivating figure. From head to toe, she exuded a captivating charm.

In terms of status, these two are also quite extraordinary. One is the young master of the Fu family in Old Dragon City, and the other is the daughter of the mountain lord of Yunxia Mountain.

Two people with very different personalities become allies along the way, becoming each other's partners on this trip to the small town.

It made them feel somewhat absurd.

Standing at the alley entrance, the woman looked around curiously, even reaching out to touch the mud wall, but finding nothing amiss, she asked curiously:
“Fu Nanhua, is this really one of the hidden blessed places you mentioned? Why wasn’t this alley highlighted on the feng shui map my ancestor gave me?”

The young man replied irrelevantly, "If you and I truly find unexpected joy here, how will you repay me?"

The woman turned to the side, her hands clasped behind her back, which accentuated the fullness and voluptuousness of her chest. She said softly, half-jokingly, "Pick as you please, how about it?"

Not really.

At this moment, countless eyes are fixed on this small town.

Even if he were to have a fleeting affair, he would never choose to do it now, in front of everyone.

Seeing that the woman's gaze remained fixed, Fu Nanhua simply changed the subject to the purpose of their visit: "Song Jixin or Gu Can, which one will Fairy Cai choose?"

After thinking for a moment, Cai Jinjian said, "I'll choose Gu Can."

Fu Nanhua raised an eyebrow. "Alright, it's a deal."

Having determined their respective goals, the next step was to search.

Just then, seeing the sun rising, Chen Shu came to wait for Chen Ping'an outside the courtyard.

This has been the case every year and every day for the past few years.

For Chen Ping'an, the happiest thing every day is seeing his mother waiting for him at the door when he gets home.

For Chen Shu, the happiest thing every day is waiting for Xiao Ping'an to return home and watching him grow up day by day.

I didn't see Xiao Ping'an today, but instead met two strangers in the alley.

This was also strange to her, as few people were willing to come to Mud Bottle Alley.

"This auntie."

Just as Chen Shu was hesitating whether to ask the other party for help, Fu Nanhua took the initiative to approach and asked in fluent local dialect:

"I wanted to ask if there is a person named Song Jixin and a child named Gu Can living here. I am from the capital. My family and Song Jixin's father are old friends. The girl next to me is surnamed Cai. She is from Gu Can's mother's family."

Your family?
Chen Shu's expression was very strange. She had little contact with Song Jixin and didn't know if the Song family had such an old friend. But Gu Can was different. This boy, like Li Huai, was a follower of her own son and had no connection to her family.

Judging from this woman's demeanor, she's clearly not a respectable girl; she probably has some wicked intentions.

With that in mind, Chen Shu decided not to reveal the truth to them.

Judging by the time, Xiao Ping'an should be back by now.

Mr. Luo said that Xiao Ping'an is very good at fighting now, but I don't know if it's true.

“I just moved here, so I don’t know who you’re talking about. Why don’t you ask somewhere else?” Chen Shu said.

"Auntie, were you thinking about something bad just now?"

Cai Jinjian, however, narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Shu with a forced smile.

She had just seen disgust and aversion in Chen Shu's eyes.

But what right does a nobody who has never known the meaning of heaven and earth have to look down on her?

"Cai Jinjian! Stop!" Fu Nanhua noticed the sudden change in Cai Jinjian's aura and his expression changed drastically, so he quickly spoke up.

In the alley, Cai Jinjian seemed to have taken a step and stood in front of Chen Shu. Her delicate hand, as smooth as mutton fat jade, swiftly struck the top of Chen Shu's head.

She moved quickly, and Fu Nanhua reacted just as quickly.

Before Fu Nanhua could finish speaking, Cai Jinjian's arm became immobile.

Cai Jinjian looked at his shoulder in disbelief. There, a hand with distinct knuckles, yet containing terrifying power, was gripping his right shoulder like an iron clamp.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out clearly.

"Ugh—!" Caught off guard, Cai Jinjian's beautiful face was instantly distorted by the intense pain.

She turned her head in disbelief.

What came into her view was the face of a boy who was still childish but was contorted with rage like a demon.

How dare you! How dare you!
"Peaceful," Chen Shu called out.

"Mother, it's alright now." The ferocity on Chen Ping'an's face vanished instantly, and like a Sichuan opera face-changing act, he gave Chen Shu, whose face was as pale as paper, an extremely gentle and reassuring smile.

"Aunt Chen, leave this to Xiao Ping'an." Wang Zhu smiled and took Chen Shu's arm, shaking the bamboo basket of fish in her hand: "Let's make fish soup."

Chen Shu glanced at Chen Ping'an with some unease, then was half-persuaded and half-dragged into the room by Wang Zhu.

The instant the door closed, an invisible ripple enveloped the house.

To keep those inside from seeing and hearing anything from the outside world.

"Do you know? I barely managed to pull Mother back from the brink of death." Chen Ping'an's voice was extremely calm, but it made Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, with a chill running up their spines and straight to their heads.

"Young master, Fairy Cai did indeed make a mistake in this matter, and we can make amends..."

As allies, Fu Nanhua wanted to try to mediate, but when Chen Ping'an's gaze swept over Fu Nanhua, the cold killing intent made Fu Nanhua shiver and immediately looked away, not daring to meet Chen Ping'an's eyes again.

"You can't touch me! Do you know who I am? If you touch me..."

Chen Ping'an clearly had no interest in listening to Cai Jinjian's nonsense.

The next moment, he suddenly tightened his grip on Cai Jinjian's shoulder, pulling her like a tattered sack, causing her to stumble. His other hand shot out with lightning speed, his five fingers like hooks, and firmly gripped the back of Cai Jinjian's head.

"boom!!!"

A deep, resounding bang that sent chills down your spine.

Cai Jinjian's face, filled with terror and pain, was held down by Chen Ping'an and slammed hard against the half-person-high bluestone millstone next to him.

The hard stone surface collided with flesh and blood, producing a chilling sound of bones cracking.

Cai Jinjian couldn't even scream; she could only let out a short, muffled groan. Stars were flashing before her eyes, and the excruciating pain almost made her faint.

But this is just the beginning.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Chen Ping'an was like a madman, his bloodshot eyes filled with nothing but cold savagery.

Once, twice, three times... He gripped the back of Cai Jinjian's head tightly, and again and again, with all his might, he slammed her head down hard against the hard, cold bluestone millstone.

The movements were mechanical and violent, and the dull thuds echoed in the silent alley.

Cai Jinjian was no longer human; his face was a bloody mess, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and he was left only with unconscious twitching.

Fu Nanhua was horrified by what he saw, his whole body turned ice-cold, and he wanted to rush forward, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead.

However, this brutal beating did not seem to quell the burning rage in the boy's heart.

Chen Ping'an abruptly stopped, tossing Cai Jinjian, who had slumped into a puddle of mud and whose face was covered in blood, into the air as if discarding a piece of dirty trash.

Her body traced a parabola as it plummeted toward the cold, muddy ground.

Just as she was about to touch the ground.

Chen Ping'an took a step forward and appeared below her.

He lunged forward and bent low, precisely grabbing Cai Jinjian's ankle.

Then, to Fu Nanhua's horrified gaze, Chen Ping'an swung Cai Jinjian's body high into the air like a broken, heavy human hammer, and then slammed it hard to the ground!
"boom--!"

A shallow pit was smashed into the muddy road.

Swing it up! Slam it down!
Swing it up! Slam it down!
……

Cai Jinjian's body resembled a tattered rag doll, mud staining her luxurious robes. Her once beautiful face was now unrecognizable, mired in the mud, unable to even utter a groan.

The alley was filled with a strong stench of blood and the earthy smell of dirt.

Chen Ping'an made a big commotion, and many neighbors peeked out to see what was going on.

Song Jixin looked terrified, while Gu Can's eyes were full of admiration.

Beyond fear and worship, there was mostly bewilderment.

In their eyes, Chen Ping'an had always been like a little gentleman, never showing his emotions.

Every time I talk to him, I feel like I'm bathed in a spring breeze.

They were very curious about what had happened to make Chen Ping'an so angry.

Just then, a gentle, vibrant spring breeze unexpectedly swept through every corner of Mud Bottle Alley.

The wind was gentle, yet it was just enough to brush against Chen Ping'an's face.

A gentle, soothing voice, like a soft, flowing stream, gently resonated in Chen Ping'an's heart:

"Chen Ping'an, anger is like fire, burning others and burning yourself. Do not let anger cloud your mind."

Mr. Qi...

Chen Ping'an's swinging motion abruptly stopped, and the bloodshot eyes quickly lost their color, regaining some clarity.

He looked at the mangled body in his hand, which was as tattered as a rag and barely breathing, took a deep breath, and slowly released his grip.

With a "plop," Cai Jinjian's mangled body fell heavily onto the cold mud like real garbage, splashing up a small patch of murky mud. She was silent for the rest of her life, with only a faint breath of bloody foam proving that she was still alive.

The ferocity on Chen Ping'an's face completely vanished, leaving only cold embers.

He walked straight to Cai Jinjian's side and squatted down.

He took out a palm-sized, slightly worn coarse cloth needle pouch from his bosom.

Looking at the needle pouch, Chen Ping'an paused for a moment. It was sewn for him by his mother a few years ago.

Next, he took out thirteen silver needles of varying lengths and quickly inserted them into Cai Jinjian's acupoints.

With each needle insertion, Cai Jinjian's battered body would convulse violently.

"what have you done?"

Fu Nanhua asked.

“I struck her vital points; she has at most six months to live.” Chen Ping’an finally calmed down and said to Fu Nanhua, “Thank Mr. Qi. If it weren’t for Mr. Qi, you would have died too. Now, take her and get out of here.”

"Do you know who she is, and who I am? Why are you just letting us leave like this?" Fu Nanhua asked, unwilling to give up.

"Then do you know who I am?" Chen Ping'an said calmly. "The town isn't big. You can go out and ask around to find out who my master is. By the way, my name is Chen Ping'an."

Russell had told him long ago that when something happens, the first thing to do is to announce your lineage.

It is not shameful for people in the spiritual practice world to use their power or force to suppress others.

Frankly speaking, if Cai Jinjian had been targeting him, he would most likely have only given him a minor punishment as a warning.

But she shouldn't have laid a hand on her mother.

He knew that with the sword talisman left by his master, his mother would be safe.

He also knew that Mr. Qi was watching over her and would not let anything happen to his mother.

However, none of this was a reason for Cai Jinjian to take action.

After repairing his own broken fence and cleaning the bloodstains on the millstone with sword talisman and sword energy, Chen Ping'an bowed deeply in the direction of the village school: "Thank you very much, Mr. Qi, for today."

Another spring breeze swept by, as if in response.

Time outside the courtyard seemed to flow backwards in an instant; the bloodstains, mud, and potholes all vanished.

……

"This kid has a strong bloodthirstiness." In Gu Can's courtyard, the old man who called himself True Lord clicked his tongue in amazement, "I wonder which bloodthirsty bastard taught him this disciple."

The woman asked doubtfully, "Is he a carpenter from the south side of the village, or is he also a deity?"

"Carpenter? What's your name?" the old man asked casually, while his hands formed a series of hand seals.

A talisman filled with sinister and murderous intent quickly condensed in his palm.

"I think her surname is Luo. I haven't seen her much, so I don't know much about her." The woman thought for a moment, then shook her head.

Originally, out of envy and jealousy of the Chen family's increasingly better life, she had asked Chen Ping'an to see if Gu Can could also be brought into the shop as an apprentice.

But later Chen Ping'an said that his master said he had no affinity with Gu Can, so he didn't accept him.

She thus harbored resentment towards Chen Ping'an, and also towards her master surnamed Luo.

They're so blind and ungrateful; they actually refused to take in her son.

Chen Ping'an was the same; it was obvious he hadn't seriously spoken to his master, probably because he was worried that Gu Can would steal his position.

“I know, I know,” Gu Can ran in from outside, ignoring his mother’s scolding, and shouted, “Russell, Chen Ping’an’s master is named Russell.”

"What's your name?" The old man named Liu Zhimao paused, only to hear Gu Can repeat, "Russell, just call him Russell."

Without any hesitation, Liu Zhimao crushed the talisman that had already taken shape in his hand and said coldly to Gu Can's mother, "You should have told us about this kind of thing in advance in the future. You almost killed all of us."

Seeing Liu Zhimao so angry, the woman was puzzled, but she still quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

Gu Can, however, remained fearless, stepping in front of the woman and drawing the wooden dagger Chen Ping'an had carved for him from his waist. He held the dagger horizontally, ready for battle: "Let me tell you, Chen Ping'an is my elder brother. If anything happens to me, he will definitely not let you off the hook."

Liu Zhimao snorted coldly; he had to admit that the threat was quite effective. (End of Chapter)