The black-faced innkeeper and the lady in pink had never seen such an invulnerable person. No matter how strong the protective body skills of the pugilistic world were, daggers and swords would leave a white mark on the body, not to mention the eyes and mouth which were obviously weak points.
He's not human! He's not human! The way they looked at Meng Qi was as if they were looking at an immortal or a devil from hell. They were filled with fear and despair.
Instinctively, they turned to flee. But a laughing voice came to their ears. "Did I say you could leave?"
There was no mystical experience or experience, but fear made the innkeeper and the girl in pink freeze on the spot, not daring to take another step forward.
Meng Qi was amused. If they tried to escape, he would not be able to stop them. After all, he could not take the initiative to hurt them. However, after their spirits collapsed and their courage was taken away, they could no longer think of resisting or escaping. Sometimes, killing a hundred pigs was harder than killing a hundred people who had lost the will to resist.
"Find the antidote." Mengqi suddenly said to the newcomers.
Min Renlong, Wu Xiuxian, and the others slumped in their chairs. They looked at each other in confusion. Their limbs were weak and they could not move. Why did the young master give them such an order?
Yuan Yang, the girl with the yin and yang face, asked in surprise, "You noticed?"
She thought that she had disguised herself well.
"The flow of your genuine Qi, the reaction of your muscles, your heartbeat, and your blood flow have all betrayed you …" Meng Qi smiled without saying a word. He pointed at the black-faced innkeeper and the girl in pink, signaling Yuanyang to search for the antidote.
Yuan Yang stood up. A bug had appeared on the back of her hand. It was dark blue, like a ladybug, but with rainbow-like marks.
She looked at Min Renlong and Weng Lingyu nervously and said in a low voice, "I didn't notice the drug in the food either. But the 'Blue Star' absorbs poisons automatically. By the time I realized what was going on, you had already eaten a lot. So I pretended to be weak and waited for the bad guys to come closer. Then I'll show them who's boss."
"Well done." Mengqi gave a rare compliment. If it were not for him, Yuan Yang would have been their only chance of survival.
Weng Lingyu and the others only felt relieved and did not blame her. They quickly told Yuan Yang to get the antidote.
Yuanyang heaved a sigh of relief. She was slightly excited by the praise. She had always been discriminated against in her clan.
She walked quickly to the lady in pink and the black-faced shopkeeper. Just as she was about to search them, the two of them had already given up the antidote.
After Lan Xing was done, Yuanyang took it back with a smile and fed it to Wu Xiuxian and the others. At the same time, the black-faced innkeeper and the pink-dressed woman's faces darkened. They covered their throats with their hands and blue blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.
Thump, they fell to the ground dead.
Sensing that Mengqi and the others were looking at her, Yuanyang said calmly, "I had Lan Xing secretly take a bite out of them. We can't let the bad guys get away, or they will attract more bad guys."
"Yes, if they were to escape and report to the Demon Parting Sword, we might not be able to succeed in our assassination." Wu Xiuxian was the first to agree.
Weng Lingyu shuddered at the sight of the corpses on the ground. She gritted her teeth and finally nodded. Min Renlong regained his mobility. Vexed, he slashed at each of them with his sword.
"Alright, let's get out of here and hide. We'll disguise ourselves and come up with a new plan." Mengqi saw that the four Jianghu fledglings had learned their lesson and were aware of the dangers of Samsara. He smiled and stood up with his sword.
After opening his Nine Apertures, most of the drugs and poisons no longer had any effect on him. Once they entered his body, they would be expelled from his body through the circulation of his Inner Heaven and Earth. Therefore, he was not affected by the food and his pace was still steady.
…
In a courtyard at the back of a busy city.
Mengqi sat cross-legged under a green tree with his sword across his knees. His eyes were closed as he cultivated the Primal Aperture at Mid-brows.
Suddenly, a flurry of footsteps approached the courtyard. The door was pushed open and it was Weng Lingyu. She was covered in sugar syrup and looked extremely disheveled.
"What's wrong?" Mengqi opened his eyes and caressed his sword. There was a smile on his face.
He had long expected Weng Lingyu's misfortune.
Weng Lingyu was annoyed and angry. "Young Master, I'm just selling sugar syrup near her. Why do you always target me as if I'm your father's murderer?"
This was the fourth day of their mission. After three days of probing and bribing the lower ranks of the Iron Heart Hall, they finally figured out the daily habits of Fu Cuo, the "Sword of Parting". Every other day, he would go to the largest brothel in the city to spend the night with his beloved courtesan.
Considering that Fu Cuo had been in this habit for a long time, he could not afford to neglect his own safety all the time. Going directly to a brothel to assassinate a prostitute could easily lead to him falling into a trap. Therefore, Min Renlong and the others arranged for the assassination to take place on the road that Fu Cuo would pass on his way to the brothel. This would also make it easier for them to escape from the battle and return to the Samsara Square.
With a plan in place, they began to familiarize themselves with the "roles" they had to play. For example, Weng Lingyu was a young girl who sold sugar syrup by the roadside. Today was her first time trying to sell sugar syrup and she was put in a difficult position by the woman next to her who was doing the same thing.
"Cutting off one's source of income is like killing one's parents." Mengqi commented briefly.
Weng Lingyu was not a fool and she immediately understood what was going on. The most convenient place to assassinate a prostitute must be a bustling place where many vendors made a living. She would be seen as a robber in the eyes of others if she interfered. Naturally, she would be ostracized and scolded.
"Young Master, what should I do?" She asked with her eyes wide open.
"Fu Cuo will not be vigilant if a new vendor pops up out of nowhere." Mengqi retorted. "Why don't you just knock out the girl who poured sugar syrup on you? Then, you can disguise yourself as her. Speak less and lower your head more. That way, you won't have to worry about being discovered."
Weng Lingyu nodded gently. "Yes. I will practice selling sugar syrup elsewhere for the next few days."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Xiuxian pushed open the courtyard door. He was dressed in rags and his face was covered in bruises.
"Brother Wu, were you beaten up by other beggars?" Weng Lingyu covered her mouth and giggled.
After a few days together, they had become familiar with each other.
Wu Xiuxian was exasperated. "I don't understand. He was just begging for food. Why did he have to beat him to death?"
Weng Lingyu glanced at Mengqi and mimicked him with a faint smile. "Cutting off one's livelihood is like killing one's parents."
That day, the four little ones' assassination plan was dealt a heavy blow. They used to read novels and anecdotes about assassins appearing out of nowhere. They would kill a flower seller, a beggar on the street, or a fortune teller. They would kill quickly and then flee. It seemed like a piece of cake and it should be easy for them to imitate others. Little did they know that there was a lot of knowledge behind the scenes and they were still far from it!
Over the next two days, under Mengqi's guidance and their own trial and error, Min Renlong, Yuanyang, and the others gradually got on the right track.
…
On the evening of the sixth day, the streets were bustling with activity.
A child was crying and begging for some sweet water. He was led by his mother to her usual stall. As there were many customers, the woman who usually greeted them with a smile was busy with her head lowered. The sweet water in the cauldron was golden in color and bubbled with a sweet aroma.
After drinking the sweet water, the child left in satisfaction. Suddenly, a hand appeared by his feet. It was a dirty hand covered in mud.
"Have mercy, have mercy …" The beggar begged in a hoarse voice.
The child's mother could not stand it anymore. She threw a copper coin into the broken bowl of the beggar and quickly left with the child.
In front of a stall selling hair ornaments, an exotic girl was concentrating on her selection. A man in black robes sat in a private room downstairs, drinking tea and eating meat with a long sword by his hand.
In a private room one floor above, Mengqi fiddled with a teacup and looked down with a smile. He was waiting for the assassination with a posture of appreciation.
Clop, clop, clop. A few riders appeared in the distance. Surrounded in the middle was "Evil Sword of Parting" Fu Cuo. There were nine guards around him, the strongest of whom had already enlightened the Apertures and was no weaker than Wu Xiuxian.
Ten riders entered the street. Because it was too busy, the horses slowed down. Fu Cuo looked left and right, admiring the city under his rule.
Suddenly, the brown horse he was riding neighed and reared up. There was a dark blue insect on its leg and a colorful halo glowed on its back.
In the blink of an eye, the woman, who had been burying her head in the water, picked up the iron pot and splashed the boiling sugar water onto Fu Cuo and the others.
The guards were caught off guard and screamed from the scalding. Some waved their weapons to block the water, while others jumped off their horses to escape. It was a chaotic scene.
Just then, the beggar beside him suddenly jumped up and pounced on Fu Cuo. The Judge's Pen in his hand pointed at Fu Cuo's throat and between his eyebrows.
When the horse reared up, Fu Cuo subconsciously controlled it and did not abandon it. By the time he realized he was being assassinated, the sweet water and the Judge's Pen were already in front of him.
He had opened his Ear Apertures and actually heard the flying sound of the Gu Insect. But he thought it was just an ordinary insect and did not pay much attention to it. After all, it was not coming for him. Unexpectedly, it circled around and suddenly bit the horse.
At the critical moment, he pulled out his long sword and moved swiftly from the bottom to the top. With two clangs, he pulled the Judge's Pen away and rolled to the side to avoid the sweet water.
Suddenly, a bright sword light fell from the sky like a steep mountain. It was extremely dangerous.
At the critical moment of life and death, Fu Cuo's legs, which had not yet left the horse, stopped for a moment. He was a beat slower and dodged the sword light. Then he used his long sword to pull the man in black away.
Min Renlong and Wu Xiuxian did not stop. They turned around and fled, as if they did not care about hurting Fu Cuo.
Fu Cuo stood up and suddenly swayed. His face quickly darkened and blue blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
It turned out that the real killer was the Gu Insect. Both Wu Xiuxian and Min Renlong wanted to distract Fu Cuo and make him forget about the Gu Insect that had harmed the horse!
At this moment, Weng Lingyu who sold the sweet water and Yuanyang who picked the flowers had already left.
The guards split up to pursue Wu Xiuxian and the others. But there were too many people on the street and it was difficult to catch up.
Mengqi nodded. The four newcomers had grown very fast and could be attached to the team.
He was waiting for the mission to end but there was no movement. He nodded slightly, afraid that there might be some trouble.
Weng Lingyu took a detour and went up the restaurant according to the plan. She rushed into the private room.
In her opinion, the mission was over.
But before she could greet Mengqi, she saw a man with a knife enter. His aura was restrained and deep like the sea.
"He, he followed me …" Weng Lingyu thought blankly.
The man with the knife looked at Mengqi who was sipping his tea lazily and said in a low voice, "When I witnessed the assassination just now, I thought that there must be a mastermind behind the scenes. So it was …"
He approached Mengqi slowly, looking very confident.
Meng Qi sighed. He picked up the sheathed sword and stabbed it at the man's knee in an ordinary manner.
The man raised his eyebrows and prepared to use his knife. Suddenly, he saw his opponent's long sword rise and pass through the heavy net.
He took a step back and swung his long knife horizontally, trying to break through with force.
But his opponent's long sword was still aimed at the man's knee.
He stabbed three times in a row and each time, the man with the knife took a step back.
The man with the knife retracted his long sword and returned to his original position.
"Get out," Mengqi said calmly.
The man with the knife breathed heavily as if he had suffered a heavy blow. "You, you don't want to know who I am and why I followed you?"
"Not interested." Mengqi smiled and poured himself a cup of tea.
"Good, good, good!" The man with the knife was livid and said "good" three times. "You defeated me so easily. You are unparalleled in the world!"
Mengqi smiled and looked out of the window at the bustling street. He said with flagging interest, "I have been practicing martial arts for many years. It would be boring if my opponent was still at your level."
There was no disdain, but it was more like disdain. The disdain from the bottom of his heart made the man turn pale. Without another word, he staggered away.
Weng Lingyu looked at Mengqi and felt that his swordsmanship was "familiar". Suddenly, she remembered a famous swordsmanship. It was a legendary swordsmanship in River East. She stammered, "Kanxu Swordsmanship … Young Master, you are from the Wang family …"
Mengqi put a finger to his lips and shushed her. "Don't tell anyone. Cough, cough, cough …"
He coughed hard and then his vision dimmed. Mission accomplished.
In the ancestral residence of the Wang family of Guangling, Wang Siyuan suddenly sneezed and frowned. He took out his calculation chip but had no clue.
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