Decaying World

Chapter 107 107 Breaking into Three (Xie Buding, the Five-Cent Leader)
The next morning.

Lin Hui gathered all the Qingfeng Temple disciples at the training ground.

He then relayed the information about the Wanhua Sect and instructed everyone to be on alert for any suspicious individuals approaching.

He was preparing to go out to search for the whereabouts of a master of the Wanhua Sect.

It's called a search, but it's really just a shift from the open to the covert.

Staying in one place for too long, with too many people knowing his location, is just waiting for someone to plot against him.

It would be better for him to leave alone, hide in the shadows, and wait for the Wanhua Sect to get impatient and launch an investigation, thus revealing his true colors.

This is Lin Hui's strategy.

After entrusting the affairs of the temple to Wang Hongshi and Xue Meng, he took his two swords, put on his outer robe, and left Qingfeng Temple.

Without lingering in the town, Lin Hui left Xinyu Town directly, circled around the outskirts, discarded his clothes, bought a new set, changed his hairstyle, and put on the white Fuwa mask he had bought earlier.

Because the eye holes on the mask were too small, he enlarged them by hand. From a distance, it looked like a white Fuwa mask with blind eyes, and there were fine cracks extending around the eye sockets, which looked quite frightening.

After making preparations, Lin Hui quietly returned to the vicinity of the Lin residence, found a wonton shop, and sat down.

"Boss, a large pork wonton, please."

"Okay, clear broth or chicken broth?"

"Clear soup, please." Lin Hui took out seven silver coins from his pouch and placed them on the table.

He used to eat wontons in this area often when he came back, and sometimes his father and mother, Yao Shan, would also come to eat there. They were regular customers.

"Brother Hui, you're here quite early today." The boss came over with a rag to wipe the table and greeted him warmly.

Lin Hui's expression froze. He had already disguised himself; he was clearly wearing a mask.
"Ah, I get it, I get it. There are quite a few people who like to play with masks these days. Let's not say it out loud." The shopkeeper immediately understood, and seeing his expression, he knew he had said the wrong thing. He was embarrassed for a moment, took the money, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, boss, am I really that easy to recognize with this outfit?" Lin Hui called out to the other party.

"Well, your posture hasn't changed at all. No matter what clothes you wear, it can't be hidden from a distance. And that upright posture from years of martial arts and sword practice gives you an indescribable feeling, like facing a freshly sharpened kitchen knife. It's irreplaceable." The shopkeeper gestured and described in detail.

"I see." Lin Hui was speechless. He had always thought he had disguised himself very well, but...
He released his boss and sat alone on the bench, his gaze fixed on the Lin residence, pondering how to resolve his posture problem.

If this problem cannot be solved, then disguising it will likely not achieve the desired effect.

Soon the large wontons arrived, a steaming hot bowl with thirty wontons.

"Boss, you didn't put any braised pork in this, did you?"

Calls from diners could be heard from one of the tables on either side.

"How could I possibly put that in? I chopped this chicken and lamb mixture last night, and I even added cinnamon, ginger, and scallions."

The owner and the customer chatted on the side.

Lin Hui ate a few bites, and in just a few minutes, only a small portion of the large bowl of wontons remained. Just then, a suspicious figure appeared.

Lin Hui unconsciously put down his spoon. But immediately, he realized something was wrong.

Because all seventeen guests at the five tables around him silently put down their spoons.

not only that.

He glanced sideways and saw four old shops that had just opened on his right. The workers and shopkeepers inside were all unfamiliar faces. They slowly put down their work and glanced at the suspicious person with their eyes.

Lin Hui turned his head slightly and looked to the other side.

really
To his left, on the street, people all along the street began to show subtle changes.

They all slowed their movements, glancing at the approaching suspicious person with barely perceptible eyes.

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Lin Hui's lips twitched.

'This is quite an exaggeration; it must be someone Dad arranged. It seems Dad's preparations behind the scenes have been quite thorough.' He felt a sense of relief; his father's vigilance was far superior to his own.

Then, he focused his attention on the suspicious person.

The other person was one-armed, or more precisely, one of their arms was a metal prosthetic. The silver-black textured skin was clearly visible through some of the gaps in their clothing.

Moreover, this person was clearly very confident, with an androgynous face that exuded a calm and nonchalant attitude that disregarded everything around him.

Clearly, this guy didn't take the people lying in ambush around him seriously.

Lin Hui picked up the wonton bowl, took a small sip of the clear soup, and felt the warm, comforting broth with scallions flow down his throat into his stomach.

He was about to get up and stop the person. It would be bad if this person entered the Lin residence. If his younger sister Xiaoliu and mother got hurt, it would be his mistake.

He put down the bowl and braced his hands on the table.

squeak.

Suddenly, the gate of the Lin family mansion opened a crack.

Lin Hui paused, looked over, and saw an old man with a black beard and a black hat slowly walking out the door, his face full of wrinkles.

The old man held a knife in one hand and a stick in the other, and a palm-sized bronze plaque with intricate black patterns hung around his neck.

The androgynous-looking, suspicious man paused, looking at the old man with a puzzled and strange expression.

"How did you end up here?" he asked, his tone a mixture of apprehension and suspicion. His voice carried a thick, unfamiliar regional accent, with all the retroflex consonants pronounced as flat consonants.

"I've come to do a task. Hmm, it's been a long time since I've moved around. I'm getting a bit rusty," the old man sighed.

"Mission... What mission?" the suspicious, androgynous man asked.

"Ah, the mission is..." the old man paused, "It needs to be kept secret. Let's talk somewhere else."

He looked around, his tone somewhat mysterious.

The androgynous man hesitated for a moment. He had originally planned to grab the person quickly and leave, but he hadn't expected to run into an acquaintance. Since that was the case, it wouldn't matter if he was delayed a little.

The two of them immediately flashed away and sped off towards the distant outskirts.

They move incredibly fast; to ordinary people, they disappear in the blink of an eye.

Only someone as fast as Lin Hui can judge the level of his speed.

At this moment, Lin Hui's expression was solemn as he squinted and stared in the direction the two had left.

He hadn't expected the other party to be so fast, which was causing him some trouble.
'If it continues at this speed, reaching my goal might be a bit troublesome.'

The two men's movement techniques were about 70% of his normal speed.

This is a terrifying number; only a super-fast expert like him can truly understand what this speed means.

Pushing aside the bowl, Lin Hui stood up, walked to a corner, and in the next moment, he also flashed away and followed in the direction the two people had left.

Before they had taken more than a few steps, they suddenly heard a loud bang ahead.

A deafening explosion was heard from the suburbs.

A thought struck him, and he quickly leaped up, landing on the roof of a bungalow on his right.

Looking from the rooftop.

Hundreds of meters away in the distance, a thick plume of smoke rose into the sky from the farmland.

Before he could decide whether to continue approaching, a dark figure suddenly emerged from the smoke and slowly strode away into the distance.

He could see clearly that the man was none other than the black-bearded old man who had just come out.

The old man looked relaxed, chewing something in his mouth with a somewhat contented expression.

Lin Hui watched the other party leave, then his gaze returned to the location of the smoke. When the smoke dissipated, only a huge crater with a diameter of more than ten meters remained.

The pit was littered with metal fragments, the material of which seemed to resemble the prosthetic limb of the androgynous man.

Lin Hui remained silent and continued to approach that direction.

Before he even reached the destination, he heard a series of dull thuds coming from the far left, roughly in the direction he was facing, around ten o'clock.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang! !

He paused, then turned and hurried in that direction again.

But after taking only a few steps, he quickly stopped again.

'Wait, what if this is a diversionary tactic? What if that person is just bait to distract me? No, I have to go back to the Lin residence and continue guarding it.'

Lin Hui felt a chill run down his spine. He immediately stopped being curious, turned around, and returned at full speed to the vicinity of the Lin residence, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

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A dilapidated temple in the suburbs.

Squads of white-clad inspirers, each wielding a cylindrical weapon inlaid with blue gemstones, surrounded the dilapidated temple.

Liu Wujun and Liu Xiao sat on the backs of two black unicorns, each over three meters tall, their gazes coldly fixed on the wooden door of the dilapidated temple, which was missing a large section.

"Zhou Fan, long time no see. You seem to be doing quite well now. You even dare to sneak into my territory to look for food. It seems the gift I gave you back then wasn't substantial enough." Liu Wujun's voice was calm, as if amplified, and steadily entered the temple.

"Liu Wujun, did I do anything to provoke you?! I just passed by your house and you still cause me trouble? You even mobilized the Divine Machine Team to surround and kill me? Aren't you afraid that the higher-ups of our sect will retaliate?!" Zhou Fan hid behind the wooden statue in the dilapidated temple, clutching his abdomen with one hand, sweating profusely, his lower lip bleeding from the pain.

He had just fought the old man with the black beard and lost a move. Helpless, he had no choice but to agree to leave Xinyu Town. However, he had not gone far when he was surrounded and attacked by a team of Divine Machines from a distance.

If he were at his peak, he would naturally not be afraid of the Divine Machine Team composed of these summoners.

However, after the great battle with the old man, he was exhausted and not alert enough, and was seriously injured in the abdomen on the spot.

Just as he was about to run away, Liu Wujun and his sister came to his door again.

Liu Wujun was notoriously difficult to deal with in the surrounding districts. Ever since he broke through to the High Priest level three years ago, he had been causing trouble and fighting everywhere, killing and injuring many experts. It wasn't until a full year of fighting that he seemed to have become familiar with and perfected his High Priest abilities through the battles that he finally stopped.

That was the time he fought Liu Wujun.

At that time, he was just passing by Liu Wujun, who was eating noodles, when Liu Wujun, seeing an opportunity, attacked him.

After being beaten and seriously injured, his father, who was the high priest of the Wanhua Cult, arrived in time to save his life.

But when his father fought the other party, he only gained a slight advantage, which made Zhou Fan realize that this guy was a monster he absolutely could not provoke.

He originally thought that the relationship between the Lin family and the Liu family was just so-so, and that Liu Wujun was busy with inner city affairs all day long, so it was unlikely that he would keep an eye on this side at all times.

But did not expect
Of course, deep down, Zhou Fan also harbored some resentment towards Liu Wujun for crippling his arm. Therefore, he might have intended to take advantage of the situation to cause some trouble and then run away, hoping to get revenge.

I just didn't expect Liu Wujun to act so quickly.

(End of this chapter)