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Chapter 386 Train
Fortunately, Feng Qianlin's financial power finally came in handy again this time, securing a first-class VIP box so he wouldn't have to squeeze in with others.

The problem is that the flow of people is still too large.

Zhou You and Chen Xun escorted Feng Qianlin one after the other to the carriage, which resembled a miniature villa. They were already drenched in sweat from the crowd. Chen Xun, without even taking a break, simply said, "Shang Jun, I'll go check for potential hazards first," and then went out to inspect the surroundings.

Only someone and Feng Qianlin were left staring at each other.

Well, this guy has never given me a kind look, but he trusts me enough to leave me alone with this person—isn't he afraid that I might have bad intentions and chop this guy in half with a sword?
Feng Qianlin didn't seem to care. He first put away everyone's luggage, and then started rummaging through the cabinet on his own.

"I remember these guys always put some snacks in the first-class carriage. Why aren't they here? Tsk, these guys are getting stingier and stingier. Wait, there's some dried fruit here too."

Feng Qianlin had a peanut in his mouth and another bag of peanuts in his right hand, which he waved at Zhou You.

"Even though it's just the cheapest stuff, it'll at least fill your stomach. Want some?"

No, bro, we're being chased right now, can't you be a little nervous?

Zhou You sighed, feeling that he still needed to maintain some professionalism and do the necessary preparations, so he sat down and asked.

"Brother Feng, I have something to ask you."

Feng Qianlin chewed on peanuts and mumbled something indistinctly.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"Brother Feng, how many enemies do you know along the way?"

This time, Feng Qianlin finally got serious. He spat out the peanut skin in his mouth and then frowned as he spoke.

"Many people dislike me, but very few dare to actually lay a hand on me. Most are like the people in Tonggang, who only have the guts to use others to do their dirty work. Moreover, not many people know that I am a revolutionary. So if we really count, it should be Yu Sanzhi."

"The name that the woman's family mentioned when they were at the villa?"

"Yes."

Could you please introduce it to me?

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Feng Qianlin suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou You with a puzzled expression.

"You must be a disciple of the White Gate, right? Didn't your master, Li Xiangming, tell you this guy's identity?"

Zhou You shook his head.

"No."

"Alright, let me explain it to you—you've probably heard of the beggars' sect, the lowest of the low, right?"

"I've heard of it, what's wrong?"

"Then you should also know that the Beggar Clan is divided into righteous Beggars and evil Beggars, right?"

"I do know that."

Feng Qianlin gave a mocking smile and then said.

"This Yu Sanzhi is the leader of the Beggar Clan."

Hearing this, Zhou You was genuinely taken aback.

He wouldn't be surprised at all if Feng Qianlin was talking about the evil beggar, since someone who could hire a guy like Hunjia Laogui is basically not a good person, but it was the righteous beggar.
Are you kidding me? Those guys have strict rules about what not to do and what not to do. The punishment for evil deeds is especially severe within the sect. Even stealing something normally would get your hand chopped off by your own people. How could they possibly choose someone like that as the leader?
Feng Qianlin noticed Zhou You's confusion and continued calmly.

"Yu Sanzhi was a disciple of the leader of the Beggar Clan, Jin Yuankai. He was naturally a member of the righteous Beggar Clan in the past, and he was also a famous young talent who eliminated many evil spirits and killed many evil sorcerers who were causing trouble in the world. Unfortunately, his heart was too wicked."

Feng Qianlin spoke gently.

"Back then, Jin Yuankai had two successors: himself and his junior brother. He originally thought that with his achievements, becoming the new leader of the Beggar Clan was a sure thing, but unexpectedly, Jin Yuankai saw through his true nature and, after discussing with the Beggar Clan members, decided to pass the position to his junior brother."

"I don't need to go into too much detail about what happened next; you can probably guess—Yu Sanzhi, dissatisfied with his master's choice, led a group of strange people he'd somehow gathered together to storm the Beggars' Sect's Hall of Righteousness. One night later, all the elders of the Beggars' Sect, including his junior brother and master, perished in the fire—"

Feng Qianlin took a slight breath before continuing.

"Later, he simply merged the Beggars' Sect into one, and until he was destroyed by a coalition of nine streams, he always called himself the Righteous Beggar. Even after he was destroyed, he did not hand over the Dog-Beating Stick, his token. Legally speaking, he is still the current 'Legitimate Beggar Leader'."

Feng Qianlin emphasized the word "righteous beggar"—but Zhou You didn't pay attention and asked another question instead.

"Who killed him back then?"

Feng Qianlin glanced at the white cloth belt around Zhou You's waist but did not reply.

But the answer is already clear.

No way, that sleazy old man Li actually did something so big?
Zhou You scratched his head in confusion—but he quickly remembered what he needed to do, put this unrelated matter aside for the time being, and asked again.

"I now know this person's background. The next question is, what kind of strength does he possess?"

"After he was wiped out, he disappeared for a while, but later, for some reason, he hooked up with Madam Li of the Li faction of prostitutes and gathered a group of evil thugs to make a comeback. Over the years, he has become the uncrowned king of the entire northern underworld. Our family used to have some smuggling business with him, so we know that being targeted by him is never a good thing."

"In other words, what we need to deal with now are mainly his subordinates."

However, before he could finish speaking, a roar suddenly rang out.

"What a thief!"

—It was Chen Xun's voice.

Zhou You and Feng Qianlin exchanged a glance, then nodded silently, picked up the Ten Thousand Blades Sword, and walked out of the room without a sound.

As a first-class cabin reserved for VIPs, there were no idle people in the aisle of this train. Zhou You looked around but did not see Chen Xun's back. He could only see the empty corridor.

He tried to take a step forward, following the sound—but soon, a green plant, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, climbed up his leg, and then…
Pull it forcefully to the side!
Its strength was so great that it was as if it were being held back by a galloping horse. At the same time, several huge flowers, like those in a millstone, emerged from the steel. Countless sharp teeth were revealed in the opening of their petals!

Zhou You was not Chen Xun, who possessed an indestructible martial art. If he were dragged in, he would only be torn to pieces and chewed up. However, Zhou You was a seasoned veteran and immediately responded accordingly.

Several paper birds floated out of his sleeve, wobbling as they flew into the beaks of the flowers—

Just before it closed, it suddenly burst into flames.

Then, several explosions rang out!
This is a method that Zhou You has come up with recently.

Admittedly, his talisman skills were inferior to Tao Le'an's, and his funeral arrangements were not as good as his master's, but if the two were combined...
Folding talismans into paper figures can always produce some surprising effects.

The flowers were blown about, but they were still alive. Instead, they struggled to reach out and try to swallow Zhou You into their mouths.

But soon, a single slash of a sword ended all its life.

Zhou You looked back.

Sure enough, the carriage door that had led out earlier had vanished without a trace, replaced by a cold wall.

He wasn't worried about Feng Qianlin's safety. Before leaving, he left a backup plan—according to the paper doll's senses, Chen Xun had already fought his way back to the private room.

"So you're planning to divide and conquer this matter?"

Zhou You pursed his lips, showing no sign of panic on his face. He simply held his sword and shuffled forward step by step. The long corridor was deep and silent, seemingly endless—but even with the interference of magic, the length of this carriage eventually came to an end. Soon, he arrived at another first-level carriage.

The door was only slightly ajar, not closed tightly. Zhou You picked up the Broken Blade and gently pushed it open.

The next moment, a body fell out, swaying precariously.

Judging from his clothing, this wealthy businessman was quite well-off, but his body was covered with all sorts of vegetation of various sizes. His mouth was agape to the point of being torn apart, from which protruded a man-eating flower exactly like the one he had just seen. His eyeballs had also been forcibly pushed out, leaving only a few blades of grass swaying slowly.

Looking into the private room, the trees and foliage were lush and verdant.

It was exceptionally vibrant.

Zhou You shook his head and waved a talisman, engulfing the gruesome corpse in flames.

Then, he suddenly revealed a ferocious smile.

He has almost figured it out now. Although he doesn't know the enemy's school of thought, it seems to be the style of the Southern Frontier.

And the main thing is.

—This person isn't very strong.

If he wants to use magic, he must use human lives as materials, and the scope is very limited—admittedly, there are plenty of materials on this train, and if he puts his full effort into it, he can create hundreds or even thousands of flowers, but the problem is…

There aren't that many people in those VIP boxes at the front of the car for him to cast spells on!

Having figured this out, Zhou You stopped testing the waters, gripped his longsword tightly, and sped forward.

Soon, more plants blocked his way: thorny branches, sharp-toothed thatch, and thorny bushes that grew and mutated like tumors.

But no matter what, Zhou You only has one way of dealing with things.

Burn what can be burned, and cut down what cannot be burned!

With Feng Qianlin's financial support, he is now much better off than before. He has no shortage of yellow paper and cinnabar, and even more so of the things needed for funerals!

Soon, through this blatant violence, he carved a path through the carriages—until he reached the last carriage, where a figure dressed in animal skins, performing a strange dance, came into view.

Sure enough, he was a shaman from the southern border region.

Without a word or any questions, Zhou You drew his sword and charged in.

The man's murmurs grew more and more intense. From the surrounding steel, dozens of vines sprouted, each covered with hissing tongues, as if the stone wanted to strangle Zhou You on the spot.

But the person did not move aside.

In fact, there was no hesitation whatsoever.

How do you say that
I could tolerate you avoiding me when I was down on my luck, but now that I've finally regained some of my abilities...

Why not do something clean and efficient?
The blade flashed like a streak of light—admittedly, this body was extremely weak, far inferior to Zhou You's original body, but the instinct to wield a sword that had been ingrained for so long could not be erased.

Even without the skills, they were already ingrained in his instincts.

Ever since.

In the blink of an eye, the vines snapped off cleanly.

The wizard's face grew increasingly grim. He gritted his teeth, raised the sacrificial knife beside him, and chopped off one of his own arms.

Blood flowed down, mixing with chunks of flesh, and seeped into the ground. In the blink of an eye, countless blade-like blades of grass rose from the ground—but before they could all move, the raging fire brought by the talisman plowed them up again.

The wizard was decisive, and he simply gouged out one of his own eyes—this time, hundreds and thousands of flowers emerged from the gap, each opening its mouth and emitting a sharp and piercing noise.

Zhou You merely glanced at it, and his Heavenly Dragon Bloodline naturally activated. Under that ancient pressure, all the flowers withered again.

At this point, the wizard still wanted to make a move.

but.

Zhou You had already arrived in front of him.

Without using the evil energy of Duanxie, he simply used Wanren to lightly wipe it.

The wizard stopped abruptly—and then collapsed helplessly to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, it was as if something had shattered. Although the scenery remained unchanged, the carriage looked noticeably more realistic.

Turning around, I saw Chen Xun standing right behind me.

At this moment, the burly man, covered in blood, exhaled a breath of stale air and then spoke.

"Looks like you don't need my help. Come with me, Shang Jun is looking for you."

Back in the carriage, just as Chen Xun had said, Feng Qianlin had been waiting for a long time.

The carriage remained the same, but judging from the details, it seemed that a fight had taken place here. When Zhou You entered, Feng Qianlin stood up and asked with concern.

"Mr. Zhou, are you alright?"

It was sincere and heartfelt, without any pretense.

Zhou You shook his head, and then said.

"I'm fine here, but what exactly happened just now?"

Feng Qianlin looked at his personal attendants, and Chen Xun chimed in at the opportune moment.

"It's nothing. When I was checking, I found a few local thugs. These guys are usually bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. They wouldn't dare mess with anyone in the first-class carriage. But for some reason, these guys suddenly went crazy and relentlessly clung to me. By the time I finally managed to kill them all and came back, I found out you had been transferred."

Zhou You nodded and explained his own situation.

"I encountered a Miao shaman here. He's not particularly strong; he probably just wanted to split us up and defeat us, and overestimated his own abilities."

After they finished speaking, Zhou You and Chen Xun exchanged a glance and then both gave a wry smile.

"All things considered, these guys are just testing the waters, and the real show is yet to come."

After saying that, Zhou You looked at Feng Qianlin again.

"Brother Feng, how many days will it take for this train to reach its destination?"

"I don't know either, but normally it should take about ten days."

Then, Feng Qianlin also let out a soft sigh.

"And this is only the first day."

"The future looks bleak."

(End of this chapter)