It's clearly a crossover game, but the system insists it's a pirate game.

"Dad, shall we go inside and take shelter from the rain?"

Zhou Ye surveyed the surroundings and said in a deep voice, "Today, your father will teach you another rule of the martial world: in the deep mountains, on rainy nights, in dilapidated temples, something is bound to happen!"

Jiang Xiaoyu's lips twitched: "Dad, if we don't go in soon, we'll get soaked, our underwear will be completely drenched."

They had traveled all the way from Jiangnan, and their father had taught them many rules of the martial arts world. Although none of these rules had come true so far, the two brothers still studied them very diligently. So this time, neither of them took it seriously and quickly entered the dilapidated temple to start a fire.

After hanging the wet clothes up to dry, he took out some dry food and placed it by the fire. Only after finishing these tasks did he have time to look around. When he saw the headless Buddha statue, Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Dad, I've noticed that in dilapidated temples, all the Buddha statues are headless. Is there any explanation for this?"

"Yes..." Zhou Ye turned the dry food over and said, "The most valuable part of a Buddha statue is the head. Some believers believe that as long as the head is there, the Buddha is there. And the Buddha statue can be rebuilt at any time as long as the head is there. So when a temple is destroyed, the statue can be left, but the head will definitely be taken away."

Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly realized, "Oh, I see!"

Jiang Wuque nodded in agreement, but soon his expression changed and he looked outside the temple. Jiang Xiaoyu also looked outside the temple with surprise. Only Zhou Ye remained calm and ate his dry rations one bite at a time.

A few moments later, the sound of horses' hooves rang out outside the temple, and the temple doors were pushed open at the same time. Two men entered first, and when they saw the Zhou family father and son, they were taken aback. One of them clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Gentlemen, we are waiting..."

"It's alright, my two sons and I were just passing by. Please make yourselves at home."

Zhou Ye hates pointless social interactions the most, so he doesn't care about these people's names or what they do; he just wants everyone to be well.

Seeing that Zhou Ye was being so disrespectful, the other person's face darkened immediately, and then he started to make a fuss in another corner.

The two brothers remained silent and began eating their dry rations. They couldn't understand these newcomers, but they knew their own father well!

In Jiangling Prefecture, even an old man carrying a load could chat with my father for a while, and even point his finger at my father and scold him for being a spendthrift, and my father would just laugh it off. He had never been so aloof before, so there must be something wrong with this group of people.

Sure enough, the people behind them started to come in, and they carried in three coffins. Judging from the way the people carrying the coffins were, they were all masters of internal martial arts. Moreover, the coffins were definitely not filled with dead people, because dead people are not that heavy!

Jiang Xiaoyu remained wary, but a slow smile crept onto her lips...

It's not that old women don't use poison, but at home, poison isn't used to harm people; it's used to cure illnesses and save lives.

As the eldest and second eldest sons of the Zhou family, they were not unfamiliar with the skills, but they were accustomed to using them for self-defense, not for harming others. Moreover...

With the Nine Yangs Protection Technique, the Lingbo Technique for survival, and various other unique skills at his disposal, it would be truly shameful to use poison.

Jiang Xiaoyu was quick-witted. After giving her brother a look, the two brothers slowly shifted their positions. Whether it was defense or offense, everything was under their control.

Jiang Xiaoyu was guarding against people, while Jiang Wuque was mainly guarding against the coffins. If the coffins didn't contain dead people, then they were either valuables or traps. Having seen so many traps and mechanisms at home, they knew all too well how terrifying powerful traps could be.

Without making a sound, Jiang Wuque took out the Xuan Tie Umbrella. His expression gradually became more varied because he heard someone else coming from outside.

The two brothers looked at their father, only to receive a half-smile, an expression that left them both dumbfounded: What did that expression mean?

Before they could even ask a question, they heard someone laughing loudly via telepathic transmission: "Hehehehehehe... People of the Heavenly Tiger Escort Agency, if you leave your belongings behind, I'll leave you with a complete corpse, how about that?"

Jiang Xiaoyu picked at her ear, not lowering her voice, and said, "Fourth Aunt said that anyone in the martial world who laughs 'heh heh' is definitely not a good person. Dad, could this guy from outside be a demonic cultivator?"

Zhou Ye finally couldn't hold back any longer and nodded at him. It was indeed someone from the Demonic Sect who had come, and it was even Wanwan's family member: Bian Bufu, who had not yet betrayed the Yin Gui Sect.

In my memory, this guy betrayed the Yin Gui Sect because he bullied Zhu Yuyan's daughter and was afraid of being retaliated against by Zhu Yuyan. But now it's different. Yue Shan is still alive and well, and Yue Meixian didn't grow up in the Demonic Sect. Instead, she was with Yue Shan and didn't change her surname. Bian Bufu wanted to bully her, but he had the desire but not the courage. He didn't dare to confront Yue Shan at all.

This world is no longer the one he knew. Zhou Ye was already used to this, so what really surprised him was the origin of the people Bian Bufu wanted to deal with.

Tianhu Escort Agency... The name sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it for the moment.

The temple gate was gone, kicked open, and a gust of cold wind carrying moisture rushed into the temple. Zhou Ye frowned. These people from the Demonic Sect always seemed to have no sense of propriety when they did things.

Bian Bufeng walked in unhurriedly. He first glanced disdainfully at the people from Tianhu Escort Agency, then looked greedily at the coffin. He didn't even glance at Zhou Ye and the Jiang brothers.

Jiang Xiaoyu looked at her father, blinked, and said, "Dad, did this guy... pee too high?"

Bian Bufeng turned his head, glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, and then raised his hand and slapped them. In his mind, this slap was enough to kill those three unrelated guys.

"Gentlemen, my patience is limited. You're not... planning to rebel, are you?"

The people from Tianhu Escort Agency had all looked quite grim, but after his palm strike, their expressions suddenly turned strange. Bian Bufu's face twitched: "What kind of expressions are those?"

Just then, a large hand landed on his shoulder, and Zhou Ye's voice rang out behind him: "Old Bian, they're not looking at you, they're looking at me."

Bian Bufu's hair stood on end. Without turning his head, he struck out with a palm from under his armpit, intending to hit Zhou Ye's chest, but he miscalculated Zhou Ye's height, so the palm hit Zhou Ye's lower abdomen instead.

"Old Bian, that's not fair of you."

This palm strike was delivered without holding back, but it was utterly useless. Bian Bufu immediately tried to run away, but Zhou Ye's hand on his shoulder held him firmly in place.

"And you are...?"

My name is Zhou Ye.

When Bian Bufeng heard the name, his body tensed, then he gave a dry laugh: "So you're the son-in-law. I was indeed presumptuous. What brings you here?"

Upon hearing the words "son-in-law," the relaxed demeanor of the Tianhu Escort Agency members suddenly turned tense again. Were these three men, father and sons, also members of the Demonic Sect?