Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

The other side called for reinforcements... This world has gunpowder...

Two thoughts popped into Qin Ning's mind.

"How did they know we were hiding here?" Feng Hanying asked from behind the door, her voice filled with doubt.

How would I know... Qin Ning frowned, reached out and patted the cat, who obediently spat out the peach wood sword.

During this time, the young widow did not leave her house. At first, he had doubts about this strange storyteller, but judging from his behavior, it was clear that he was not with those big men.

"Something must have gone wrong somewhere. You have both the token and the pass. Get through before they realize what's happening."

"And what about you?"

Qin Ning cracked his knuckles: "Me? Of course I'll find a chance to leave the city and then go to Beian City to seek refuge with you. The Great Xia can't only issue travel permits in Blood Rain Fortress."

Since Feng Hanying was born in Beian City, she must be more popular there than in Blood Rain Fortress.

You definitely need to get a travel permit or similar document, otherwise you won't be able to move an inch.

But how to get out of the city...? Qin Ning looked at the little black cat.

"Tanuki, could you please swallow me...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the little black cat used its paw to draw the number two on the yellow earthen windowsill.

Very well, the "hide-and-seek" plan has failed in its infancy.

"You, a mere seventh-rank needlework master, think you can find a chance to leave the city? Why don't you come with me now? Once we reach Beian City, my master will be there, and she will definitely protect us both." Feng Hanying spoke quickly, then pushed open the back window of the room a crack before slamming it shut!

"What's wrong?"

Qin Ning noticed something was wrong.

"There are soldiers guarding the back alley entrance... at least 20 of them."

Holy crap?!

Qin Ning raised a single eyebrow; they had been ambushed in a premeditated manner.

At the same time, a large number of heavy footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate.

"Let's do it!"

"boom!"

Two earthen walls collapsed, and when the dust settled, dozens of soldiers in full armor and weapons were revealed.

The young widow was completely terrified.

The storyteller named Bai Gu also looked somewhat bewildered for a moment.

He had assumed it was a classic scene of a bully harassing a young widow, but he had actually witnessed it himself. However, these armored soldiers were clearly the garrison of Blood Rain Fortress.

Did I dial the wrong number? Is the young widow actually the bad guy?

A sense of chaos lingered in Bai Gu's clear eyes.

"Doctor Qin, my young master only asked you to examine his illness, why are you so resistant? I advise you to come out quickly to avoid harming innocent people."

A soldier, noticeably larger than the others, gripped the long sword at his waist and strode forward with a loud voice.

"Does getting a doctor to treat someone in Blood Rain Fortress always require such a grand fuss?"

Qin Ning came out of the house, patted the panicked young widow on the shoulder, and gestured for her to go back inside and hide.

Seeing someone come out of the inner room, Bai Gu's clear eyes became even more confused.

"Let me confirm, the young master you mentioned is Gu Kexing, the son of the Blood Rain Fortress garrison commander, right?"

The armored soldier clasped his hands in a fist salute to the west, saying, "It is indeed my young master."

"In the entire Blood Rain Fortress, who doesn't know that your young master is a homosexual? You, as soldiers of the Great Xia, are aiding and abetting evil in this way. Do you deserve the armor you wear?! In this important border town, a mere garrison commander can mobilize hundreds of soldiers. Are you truly loyal to the Great Xia, or to the Gu garrison commander's family?!"

Qin Ning's words were thought-provoking, but unfortunately he was not a Confucian scholar; otherwise, with his literary talent, he would have soared to the heavens.

"Dr. Qin is not only highly skilled in medicine, but his mouth is also as sharp as those pedantic scholars."

The armored soldier with a sword swept his eyes and saw that the soldiers behind him were not in high spirits. He then slashed his long sword at a millstone.

Crack! The millstone shattered into pieces, exploding with a loud bang.

"Don't forget whose food you eat, and whose livelihood your whole family depends on. Get on my good side and set up your formation!"

Before he finished speaking, the soldiers behind him came to their senses and began to move.

In an instant, a bloodthirsty aura filled the small courtyard that was missing its wall.

Okay... those novels where the protagonist spouts a few words and the villain suddenly has a change of heart and bows down to worship are all lies.

Hmm, maybe I'm not good enough at talking.

Qin Ning noticed that, unlike when he faced those bandits last time, this time, after the blood demon power emerged, it all converged on the leader of the armored warriors wielding knives, instantly covering his entire body. The soldiers looked as if their bodies had been hollowed out.

This appears to be another tactic used by military strategists.

He felt as if he were being stared at by a fierce tiger. He leaned down slightly and pondered in his mind.

He still had thirty units of plague energy stored in his body, equivalent to the amount of "Aman," and he began to release it quietly after entering the courtyard. His physical condition was also much stronger than before, and his Taoist methods were still his last resort.

The pressure exerted by the armored soldiers before him was several times greater than that of the bandit leader.

If I have enough time to allow the virus to fully take effect, the two sides may still have a chance to fight.

But this sudden encounter...

He wasn't confident he could survive in their hands.

"Meow!"

The little black cat landed, arched its body, and its fur stood on end, making it look like a black ball of fur.

Clearly, she was also aware of the danger at that moment.

"Doctor Qin, I'm giving you one last chance. Come with me obediently, and you'll suffer less..." A mocking glint flashed across the armored soldier's face. "In the future, I might even be able to address you as 'Young Master's Wife'."

Damn it!

All the plague energy in his body was compressed into his left palm, and Qin Ning's body tensed up, like an arrow released from a bow.

suddenly!

"I see! So you guys were the bad guys all along!"

Bai Gu, who had been ignored by both sides, suddenly shouted out, his clear eyes filled with an expression that said, "I finally understand."

"With me, Bai Gu, here, none of you will be able to touch him today!"

Bai Gu is very excited now.

It turned out that what he encountered was not a bully harassing a young widow, but a spoiled brat coveting a weak and uneducated doctor.

The fortune teller was right. Indeed, this place, a melting pot of all sorts of people, is where he encounters injustices and has the opportunity to act as a chivalrous hero!

"The Mohists?"

A solemn expression flashed across the face of the swordsman, and the aura that had been locked onto Qin Ning was now directly locked onto the storyteller.

hum~~

The ground in the courtyard trembled slightly, and a yellow light appeared. Feng Hanying's tall and stunning figure rose from the ground and appeared precisely beside Qin Ning.

"I've taken the young widow to safety," she said, then immediately added, "We're saved."

"What do you mean?"

"He is a Mohist." Seeing that Qin Ning was still confused, Feng Hanying continued to explain in a low voice.

"The Mohist school and other cultivation systems have different titles for each rank. They only have exclusive titles for ranks 7 to 9: craftsman, storyteller, and wandering knight. From rank 7 up to rank 2, Mohist disciples may focus on different cultivation directions, but they all uniformly call themselves Mohists."

"So, this handsome young man might be a top-tier Mohist master, ranging from at least rank six to rank two?"

Qin Ning glanced at Bai Gu, who was standing to the side, looking excited and eager to try, and instantly felt that the other person's image became much more impressive.

The Mohists are great! This corrupt feudal dynasty needs more chivalrous people like them!

"We've only met by chance. If you leave now, I can pretend I didn't hear what you just said. Otherwise... I have the Blood Rain Fortress guards and 3000 Great Xia soldiers standing behind me!"

"I have the entire Mohist school standing behind me!"

Bai Gu showed no respect for the other party, reaching into his pocket as if to pull out something.

Upon seeing this, the armored warrior wielding the sword unleashed a fierce, blood-red blade strike.

It is common knowledge that the Mohists are skilled in unpredictable mechanical arts. If the other party calls himself a Mohist, then his minimum strength must be at least sixth rank.

He naturally wouldn't give them another chance to use other methods.

Then, Bai Gu was sent flying backwards under Qin Ning's expectant gaze.

The blade's energy slammed straight into the west wing of the young widow's house.

Qin Ning: "...?!"

Feng Hanying: "...?!"

Armored soldier with a sword: "????"

Little black cat: "Meow?"

Wait... buddy? Are you coming back for dinner?