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Chapter 396 Killing each other
Zhou You glanced at the group of people.

The leader was an elderly man with a white beard, leaning on a cane, wearing a Taoist robe over his padded jacket, and from a distance he looked somewhat like a hermit.

Following behind was a burly man, about thirty years old, who was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt in this freezing weather. His bulging muscles were exposed to the north wind, and you could vaguely see steam rising from them.

Finally, there was a scruffy-bearded man whose clothes were unremarkable, except for the long sword he held, which gleamed coldly as if it had blended into the snow-covered mountains.

Zhou You just watched, then sighed.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Xun hexagram from the divination system, right? The one in the middle... is he a laborer among the porters? As for the last one, I don't recognize him very well. I wonder where you came from, sir?"

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Qianlin coldly accepted the question.

"The master swordsman of the Hun Dao Sect, I didn't expect you, a southern barbarian, to join in the fun. Be careful, eighty percent of his skill is in that sword. Without the sword, he's just a piece of trash."

The unshaven man gave a wry smile, then clasped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"I never expected that Master Feng would know our small sect. It is truly an honor. However, I am very sorry, Master Feng. This time, since we are serving the emperor, we must be loyal to him. I can only apologize for offending you."

Feng Qianlin did not answer, but Zhou You laughed again.

"So what brings you all here in the middle of the night? If it's just a chance encounter, please let us through. We have some business to attend to and need to get going."

The old man glanced at him, then suddenly snorted coldly and tapped his cane down.

"Kid, don't play dumb. You know why we're here. If you surrender, I might spare your life—after all, the only person Chief Yu really wants is this second young master of the Feng family. As for your master's sake, we might let you go."

Wow, so this is related to Old Man Li?
Zhou You scratched his chin with interest, then laughed.

"It's a pity that my master has never mentioned you. Perhaps he's too forgetful, or maybe he just can't remember a cat or dog on the street. I'm really sorry."

"you!"

The old man choked, pointed at Zhou You with his cane, and was about to say something—but at that moment, another glib voice came from the side.

"I say, gentlemen, I've brought you these people. As for the reward we discussed, can we settle it now?"

Zhou You looked in the direction of the sound and discovered that there was actually someone hiding in the shadows of the trees.

Needless to say, it was that hunter who had just left not long ago.

Upon seeing this person, Zhou You showed no anger whatsoever; instead, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hey, we bought your rabbits at a high price, and you repeatedly assured us that you would never tell anyone about us—how come you sold us off in the blink of an eye?"

The man remained shameless, even displaying a smug air—he said smugly.

"Gentlemen, please don't blame me. Besides, you're the ones who wronged me first."

"How so?"

The hunter chuckled.

"You won't even spare me a little porridge, and you still speak ill of me—so what if you have a few stinking coins? Just because you have a few stinking coins gives you the right to look down on me? What's that saying again? We're robbing the rich to help the poor!"

—Wow, this guy's skin is even thicker than mine.

Just as Zhou You was silently sighing, the hunter shamelessly looked at the group of people again.

"Gentlemen, look how hard I've worked all day, look..."

Of course, this person was only thinking about getting the windfall that was about to be in their hands, so...
He didn't see the way the three men were looking at him, as if they were looking at a maggot lying on the ground.

After a while, the old man from the divination gate waved his hand again.

"A person should keep their word. As I said before, you should get a share of the reward money from these people."

The hunter was overjoyed.

If what was said before is true, the bounty on these people—even if only a small portion leaked out—would be enough for him to live on for several lifetimes, not to mention all the benefits that would follow.
—My three darlings, don't blame me. Who told you to cause such a big mess? At worst, I'll just burn some paper money for you during the New Year.
Otherwise.

Just as he leaned in, a cane gently tapped his head.

The hunter was taken aback.

What does this mean?

However, he soon found out.

To his horror, his body grew larger and larger—first his head, then his limbs, then his torso, and soon he became like a roly-poly toy.

What happened to me?
Before he could even process what was happening, excruciating pain struck him first—he opened his mouth wide, but only a series of 'pfft, pfft' sounds like a pig squeal came out of his throat.

The old man and the man just watched him, watching his pleading and tearful face, their laughter growing even louder. In the end, the unshaven man couldn't stand it anymore and casually slashed him, causing him to deflate like a punctured balloon, spurting out blood and filth, before collapsing softly to the ground.

In the end, only an empty shell remained, as if everything inside had melted away.

Zhou You simply watched from the side until the snow was stained red with blood before he spoke.

"I say, this is really interesting. You haven't even fought yet, and you've already killed one of your own people?"

The old man didn't pay any attention and casually replied.

"What 'one of us'? He's just a stupid idiot who doesn't even know his own limitations. Leading the way is one thing, but he actually dares to dream of getting a share of the money? He should take a good look at himself in the mirror."

After saying that, he looked at Zhou You and suddenly laughed coldly.

"However, these are genuine ordinary people. You lot are supposed to be righteous people, right? How could you just stand by and watch without doing anything to stop them?"

Zhou You responded to this question with a smile.

"My cheap master might be a righteous person, but unfortunately I am not. As for Brother Feng..."

He turned his head and smiled at Feng Qianlin, who had no expression on his face.

"Laying out a bait to solve the problem in one fell swoop is indeed a solution. After all, I'm all alone now, and it's not good to be watched by someone from the divination sect every day. Brother Feng, your ability to adapt to changing circumstances is truly remarkable."

However, Feng Qianlin neither confirmed nor denied it, but simply said in a low voice.

"Time is running out, let's hurry up and resolve this."

"Fine, fine, you're the employer, you call the shots."

The instant the word 'calculate' was uttered, Zhou You had already drawn his sword—

With a few footprints left in the snow, in the blink of an eye, his figure was already three or four meters away!
The old man was stunned.

Zhou You did indeed kill the old ghost, and he did kill a group of people on the train, but due to the poor communication in this era, coupled with Yu Sanzhi's deliberate concealment of certain aspects, they only knew that he was a disciple of the White Gate.

But I never expected that he would be so skilled with a fast sword!
—So it turns out the two swords at this guy's waist weren't White Gate's magical weapons!

But he hadn't lived all these years for nothing. He tapped his cane a few times, and his figure floated backward as if weightless. In his place was the burly man in short clothes!

He pulled out a long stick from somewhere and swung it repeatedly like water, forcefully stopping Zhou You's momentum. Of course, if that were all, it wouldn't be so bad, but with each swing of the stick, a sharp howl rang out, so loud that it could make one's soul tremble!
"White bone club? Have you porters fallen so low that you're actually making such evil things?"

Zhou You frowned, and with a flick of his sword, knocked the tip of the stick away.

Although this person's martial arts were unorthodox and he wielded the stick like a venomous snake, he was still manageable to deal with him.

--only.
This is not an isolated case.

Every fortune teller is mentioned, their skills lie primarily in divination, but there's also a swordsman nearby!
A blade of light, as if slicing through the night sky, slashed horizontally down towards Zhou You's waist.

When that long sword was drawn, it fell like a star into the entire forest, instantly illuminating everything!
"What a trick!"

Faced with such a powerful attack, Zhou You was unable to pursue. Instead, he took a step back, turned his sword, and clashed head-on with the opponent's attack!
A crisp "clang!" rang out!
Zhou You and the other man took two steps back—but taking advantage of this opening, the stick came after them again like a persistent leech, and the pale stick head was aimed directly at their unprotected waist!

In an instant, a talisman that had been prepared beforehand ignited in mid-air.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared—though not very powerful, it was enough to force the man in short clothes back.

And so, in the blink of an eye, the three of them were once again locked in a stalemate.

The man in short clothes breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at Feng Qianlin in the distance, but the swordsman immediately shook his head.

—As long as Zhou You stands here, the three of them will be unable to break through this swift sword and attack their true main target.

but
The man focused his mind and swept his stick out like lightning, while the swordsman flicked his blade, and in the blink of an eye, several blades of light fell.

Zhou You chose to continue to fight back against the man's stick, and in a few leaps, he had already retreated three or four meters away.

Then, the singing voice suddenly rang out.

"The road ahead stretches for eight hundred li, and a ridge follows behind."

The divination sect member, who had long since withdrawn from the battle, suddenly paused, then hurriedly shouted.

"It's their funeral dirge, don't let him finish singing it!"

But there's no time to lose.

Paper money floated up from the sky, and several strangely-looking boys and girls staggered out of the night—although these were mostly crudely made things compared to before, they were at least enough to ease Zhou You's burden.

And that small gap was enough for him to even out the numerical disadvantage!

Faced with this situation, the old man maintained his anxious appearance, but his cane was gently tapping the ground—it looked like just the trembling of an old man, but unknowingly, a divination array had been formed.

Then, he suddenly winked at the person next to him.

There was no one there.

But suddenly the shadows in the woods stirred, and somewhere no one noticed, a shadow had silently broken out from among them.

Following the sounds of fighting and the cover of the divination formation, he stealthily crept towards Feng Qianlin's side.

They had never forgotten that Zhou You and Chen Xun were merely extras; Yu Sanzhi's real target was this 'chosen one'!
The shadow grew closer and fainter, eventually blending into the surrounding snow—while Feng Qianlin stared blankly at the battlefield, seemingly oblivious to everything.

The old man's mouth stretched wider and wider, until he was about to break down.

—Is this it?!

Soon, the shadow disappeared beneath Feng Qianlin's feet, and a blurry black figure emerged from it, with a hazy hand about to touch the other's leg.

If he were to encounter such a person, with his secret poison skills, any ordinary person would only suffer a tragic death on the spot!
Otherwise.

Right next to it.

Suddenly, as if by accident, the silly roe deer kicked out from the side, blocking his hand.

—Damn it, you beast!

But the shadow didn't panic. Instead, it changed its angle and touched it again.

This time there was no obstacle at all, but when he touched the body, he suddenly froze.

The touch doesn't feel right.

Although Feng Qianlin was in good physical condition, he was definitely not as muscular as he is now.

so
who is it?

Right next to him, Chen Xun, who had been 'unconscious' for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes.

Although his face was still as pale as paper, his fist was raised high and then slammed down!
Driven by the power of the Immovable King Dharma, this punch felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, forcefully shattering the shadow.

At this moment, Chen Xun also spat and then said viciously.

"You scum of the Thieves' Guild, your grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time!"

However, the figure did not collapse. After taking a punch, it actually drifted a few more meters with the wind. Just as it was about to leave the area, another talisman suddenly ignited in mid-air.

Amidst the chaos of battle, Zhou You turned his head and flashed a wide smile.

The lightning struck, briefly obscuring the shadow—but even that brief moment was enough for Chen Xun, despite his severe injuries, to take two steps forward.

Then, another punch came down.

The shadowy figure let out a scream and was ultimately reduced to ashes.

Chen Xun swayed a few times and then fell back to the ground.

Feng Qianlin, who was standing nearby, tried to help him up, but he immediately waved his hand.

"Thanks to Shang Jun's pills, I'm fine now. However, I won't be able to circulate my qi for a while. If that happens, we'll have to see how that young brother Zhou is."

—That person naturally refers to Zhou You.

After hearing the loud noise behind him, he finally felt relieved.

—I knew something was wrong. Who lays an ambush and then just shows up so openly?
Sure enough, there were more than three people.

With his worries gone, his swordplay suddenly became more aggressive.

After all, I've said that before.

His specialty is gambling.

Betting on swords, betting on victory or defeat, and even betting on life—

But now it's quite obvious.

other side
I don't dare to gamble.

(End of this chapter)