Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

As the sky gradually darkened, the wind lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, and raindrops drifted in at an angle.

Qin Han glanced outside.

Let's find somewhere to spend the night.

The driver responded and pulled on the reins to turn onto the side road. In the wilderness stood a dilapidated temple, half of its gate tower collapsed, and wild grass grew at the base of the walls.

The raindrops grew larger and larger, and the wheels of the car came to a stop at the temple gate after running through the mud and water.

Da Shuang'er jumped off the car first and spread out a piece of oilcloth to shield Qin Han from the rain.

Xiao Shuang'er, carrying a quilt, ran quickly into the temple gate.

The temple was very deserted. The clay statue in the center was missing its head, the incense table was covered with thick dust, and spider webs hung down from the beams.

Da Shuang'er walked to the sheltered corner of the wall, gathered a pile of dry firewood, lit it with a tinderbox, and the flames illuminated half the room.

He turned around, grabbed a small pot, scooped up some water, and threw in some dried food and cured meat.

Xiao Shuang'er laid the soft couch next to the fire, put two quilts on it, and then reached out and pressed it down.

Qin Han saw all this and realized that having these two girls to take care of him on the road was truly invaluable.

"Sir, why don't you lie down for a while?"

After Qin Han sat down against the wall and closed his eyes, the wound under his ribs was still throbbing slightly. After circulating the Dragon God Skill all night, his true energy had not recovered much; the main focus was on healing his injuries.

While I was thinking about some things, I realized that I had already obtained five copies of the Forty-Two Chapters Sutra, and I still needed to get three more.

One of them was in the possession of Emperor Kangxi.

One of the books was in Wu Sangui's hands. Yunnan was too far away to be rushed, so he could only wait until the flames of war among the Three Feudatories broke out.

Su Quan still has one copy left.

This woman is incredibly bold. The wife of a religious leader, instead of staying with Hong Antong, sneaked into Ao Bai's residence alone to steal scriptures. She was either doing something for Hong Antong, or…

Qin Han lightly tapped his knee twice with his fingertips.

Either they have other plans.

As the water in the pot gradually boiled, its aroma filled the air, and at that moment, very faint footsteps could be heard outside the temple.

The two people walked slowly through the mud and water towards the temple gate.

Qin Han remained seated, his auras both hovering around the second rank. Both men had swords at their waists and dark patterns embroidered on their left shoulder clothing.

Are they from the Divine Dragon Cult?

Having witnessed Hong Antong's style, he could immediately discern the martial arts styles of the two men.

The firelight shone through the crack in the door.

There are people inside.

A voice came out from outside the door in a low voice.

"Screw it, the rain outside is too heavy, let's go inside and take shelter first!"

Two men in black pushed open the door and came in. Their clothes were completely wet. They looked up and saw three people sitting by the fire. Instinctively, they reached for their waist knives.

Qin Han raised his right hand, put his two fingers together and tapped twice, instantly releasing two bursts of energy.

The two men in black were unable to pull their knives out of their hands or move their legs, so they were stuck in place.

Acupressure can be applied remotely, effectively sealing off the acupoints.

Xiao Shuang'er watched in a daze. The young master didn't even get up. With a flick of his two fingers, he rendered the two strong men unable to move. She had learned some of the Xiaoyao School's martial arts from Qin Han, but the more she learned, the less she could figure out the depth of this young master's martial arts skills.

As the older sister, Da Shuang'er reacted extremely quickly, took out a short dagger, circled around to the back of one of the men, and pressed the sharp blade against the man's throat.

"Don't move."

The man in black swallowed hard, then shut his mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Qin Han got up and slowly walked over.

"Are you from the Divine Dragon Cult?"

Neither of them spoke.

Qin Han said no more, raised his hand, condensed his qi into ice, and released a very thin stream of cold air that directly hit the Jianjing acupoint of the person on the left.

The Talisman of Life and Death.

The man's body trembled violently, followed by a piercing scream.

The excruciating pain and intense itching emanated from deep within his bones, intensified by alternating hot and cold sensations. Unfortunately, his acupoints were sealed, preventing him from struggling; all he could do was open his mouth wide and howl incessantly.

"Tell me, I'll tell you! Please, Grandpa, take this thing away! I... I'll confess everything!"

Qin Han sighed inwardly, realizing that this thing was indeed very useful. With a slight movement of his fingertips, he temporarily sealed off the other party's pain.

The man was completely powerless, and only the force of the acupoint sealing kept him from collapsing.

"What are you doing out here?"

"Find someone, find someone."

"Who should I look for?"

The man in black hesitated for a moment.

His companion, with a short dagger still pressed against his throat, looked anxious.

"Sixth Brother, don't tell anyone, the leader has given an order..."

Qin Han ignored him and pointed again.

This time, it was the person who spoke up to stop them who was affected by the cold.

The screams rang out again, much more piercing than the first, and dust fell from the roof beams.

The sixth brother shouted out in a panic.

"It's the leader's wife! Our leader Hong ordered us to come and find her!"

Qin Han raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't your leader's wife on Dragon Island?"

The sixth man's body was trembling uncontrollably.

"No, Madam hasn't returned since she left. The sect leader hasn't seen her at all, and only after sending people to investigate did they discover that Madam didn't even head back towards the island!"

Where did she go?

"In Zhili, some brothers have seen traces of the lady in Baoding..."

Qin Han stood there for a moment, lost in thought.

Instead of returning to Shenlong Island to report back, Su Quan took Ao Bai's scripture and went to Zhili alone.

Is this a scheme to embezzle the funds?!

What was Hong Antong's reaction?

The sixth brother was so scared that he trembled all over.

"The leader issued a kill order, saying that his wife had betrayed the sect and fled, and that we should kill her on sight. All the best members of the sect who could move were dispatched to intercept her in various parts of Zhili."

A smile appeared on Qin Han's lips.

This old man kills even his own wife without hesitation, showing no mercy whatsoever. The entire Divine Dragon Sect is controlled by poison. Su Quan will eventually lose heart by following this kind of old man.

He thought for a moment and then came up with an idea.

The scripture in Su Quan's hands was originally his target, and now that the other party has been abandoned by everyone, it is a perfect opportunity to intercept it halfway.

What's even more ingenious is that Hong Antong had already issued a kill order.

When Su Quan falls into his hands, it will be a perfect opportunity to give that old bastard Hong Antong a cuckold's hat, since the cult leader's wife is indeed quite nice.

They could obtain both the scriptures and the beautiful woman, and also create chaos and unrest within the Divine Dragon Cult.

This is indeed a good deal that achieves multiple benefits.

Qin Han looked down at the two people sprawled on the ground.

"Are there any other accomplices around?"

"No...no, we just got separated from the group and wanted to come in to get out of the rain..."

Qin Han nodded slightly.

That concludes the question.

"If you don't have it, that makes things easier."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right palm and struck out.

Two palm strikes landed on the chests of the two men respectively.

The two men in black collapsed to the ground without even letting out a scream, their heart vessels shattered, and they died instantly.

Da Shuang'er put away her dagger, squatted down, and checked their breathing, confirming that they were both dead.

Xiao Shuang'er walked over carrying a small pot, no longer feeling uncomfortable about the scene as before.

After instructing the driver to drag the person out, he ladled out a bowl of hot soup and handed it to him.

"Sir, have some soup to warm yourself up."

Qin Han took the porcelain bowl and drank it down in a few gulps. The warm liquid flowed down his throat and into his abdomen, dispelling most of the chill in his limbs.

The rain outside had not stopped, constantly pounding on the roof tiles of the dilapidated temple.

He put down the empty bowl, leaned against the edge of the soft couch, and reached out to pull the two maids into his arms.

Big Shuang'er nestled against his left arm, while Little Shuang'er leaned against his right shoulder and tilted her head back. "Young Master, are we really going to Zhili next?"