Chapter 105: Encountering the Twin Blades Amidst the Dust of the City

"Where is Senior Brother going today?" As soon as Danyang stepped out the door, he saw Fuyin, who was wearing different robes than yesterday, his face wearing a cunning smile. "Dressed so neatly, could it be you are going to a secret rendezvous with some young lady?"

Upon hearing this, Fuyin laughed and scolded, "You monkey, you only know how to tease your brother. Watch me report this to Master when I return and have him, that old man, give you a good lesson."

Danyang made a face at Fuyin and turned to run downstairs, just as Danzhu chased out from inside the room.

"Brother! Where are you going? It is time to return to the sect!"

But Danyang was already nowhere to be found, and no matter how long Danzhu leaned over the railing to search, he did not even catch a glimpse of his shadow.

"Forget it, forget it," Fuyin pulled Danzhu back, fearing he might fall off the floor if he were not careful. "We only just finished dealing with the demon in Yaowan Town yesterday; let him have a day of leisure. Departing tomorrow will still be in time."

Danzhu let out a long sigh: "This brother of mine, I fear he will remain an old urchin even when he is old."

Fuyin was startled upon hearing this, then laughed heartily and ruffled Danzhu's hair—this Junior Brother Danzhu was still but a youth himself, yet he was criticizing his brother who was the same age as him.

Danzhu dodged, escaping Fuyin's torment, and complained with a frown: "Senior Brother, you shouldn't spoil Brother so much. As the saying goes, it is better to be early than late. If something happens on the road, won't it delay our journey?"

This little adult was actually lecturing him; although Fuyin agreed with his mouth, he could not hide the smile in his eyes and brows, and he was so stifled he turned bright red.

Seeing Fuyin like this, Danzhu knew he had not taken it to heart. He just muttered that Fuyin did not have a shred of a senior brother's demeanor, then turned and entered the guest room. Seeing Danzhu close the door, Fuyin finally could not hold back and laughed out loud.

Today the sun was bright; even though it was winter, there was not the slightest chill. After laughing, Fuyin shook his long sleeves and, with his hands behind his back, went downstairs and headed toward the street.

It was a rare chance to steal a day of leisure, so he might as well take the opportunity to stroll through the market. Since coming down the mountain, he and his two junior brothers, Danyang and Danzhu, had only been busy visiting various places for training, so they really had no chance to wander about.

Come to think of it, they had been down the mountain for nearly four years. Senior Brother Zhaoming sent word that not long after they left, Master married Tumi Xianzi. He heard that she gave birth to a little junior sister the year before last, who was now over two years old. Besides their eight direct disciples, the rest under Master's tutelage were all inner-sect junior brothers. Now that he had a daughter in his old age, he must treasure her dearly. Today, he might as well go to the street to see if he could buy something to take back for her, to express his intentions as a senior brother.

A little junior sister, he was indeed a bit impatient; with a mother as beautiful as a celestial being like Tumi Xianzi, her daughter must certainly be pretty.

Fuyin walked along, occasionally looking at this stall or picking up that object, yet he could not find a gift that satisfied him. He always felt the trinkets sold in this market were too mediocre. After walking the whole way, he could not help but feel a bit lost. Could it be that he missed something? What would a little girl actually like?

Just as Fuyin was puzzled and unable to find an answer, he suddenly became alert while passing an alley entrance—the alley was emitting waves of resentment that made one's hair stand on end.

Such resentment could not be emitted by an ordinary ghost who died of injustice or a tragic death; it must have been caused by great grievances. Being this strong, he thought it must have become a ghost demon or monster. If left unchecked, it would surely bring disaster to the region in the future.

Fuyin carefully stepped into the alley. Although the sun was high, the alley was incomparably dim, making it hard to see the path ahead. He flicked his fingers, opening his Spirit Vision and Spirit Hearing, yet it was still difficult to probe the path ahead.

Just as he was inching forward, he bumped into a wall. Fuyin was extremely surprised; could he have encountered a Ghost Wall?

To be able to cast a Ghost Wall in broad daylight, this ghost demon must be quite troublesome!

Fuyin reached out to grope the wall, but his foot suddenly kicked something. He immediately retreated two steps and tensed his body in defense, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

He had definitely kicked something just now, there could be no mistake, but now that he thought about it, why did that thing have no reaction at all?

Fuyin flicked his fingers and cast the Fire Character Formula. A cluster of floating fire drifted out, illuminating the scene in the alley clearly, but this scene made Fuyin extremely shocked—

A three or four-year-old girl, covered in rags and blood, was clearly on the verge of death, yet she was clutching a bundle tightly to her chest, and this sun-blocking resentment was actually being emitted from this bundle!

Fuyin was shocked and hurried forward to check the girl's breathing. She was still alive, but if she were not treated immediately, she would likely perish here, but...

But the bundle in her arms was not easy to deal with for the time being.

Fuyin took off his Outer Robe, bit his finger, and drew a Soul Suppressing Seal on it. He originally wanted to wrap the bundle in the girl's arms, but the girl was holding it too tightly. Having no other choice, he had to flick his finger and tap the girl's waist, and the bundle was finally loosened by her.

Fuyin carefully wrapped the bundle with his Outer Robe, then picked up the girl with one hand and rushed toward the inn.

As soon as he arrived at the inn, he immediately treated the girl's wounds. Just as he was performing Needle Acupuncture, he saw Danzhu coming over with his sword.

"Senior Brother Fuyin! How could there be such great resentment!" Danzhu shouted as soon as he entered the door, but in a blink, he saw the girl on Fuyin Zhenren's bed. In his surprise, he hurried forward and asked, "Where did this little girl come from?"

Fuyin was carefully twisting the Silver Needle and had no time to answer him. Danzhu Zhenren looked at the girl on the bed and suddenly saw a tattoo on her arm, which was covered in Silver Needles. Looking closely, it was actually three wheat ears; although it was embroidered a bit small, it was vivid and lifelike.

At this time, Fuyin took a Pill from his bosom and handed it to Danzhu, instructing him to dissolve it in water and bring it over quickly, then continued to twist the Silver Needle. Danzhu took the order and left. When he returned, he saw Fuyin covered in sweat. He hurriedly told him to rest for a moment and took over the task of feeding the medicine.

Through the Pill and Needle Acupuncture, the girl's breathing finally stabilized, though it only added a sliver of vitality.

Even so, this treatment consumed a great deal of Fuyin's energy, but the matter was not over yet; there was still an extraordinary thing on the table that had not been resolved. He instructed Danzhu to go to the street to buy Cinnabar and Yellow Paper, then told him to close the doors and windows tightly and began to draw talismans and chant.

By the time a stack of Talisman Paper was finished, the sun had already set behind the mountains. Fuyin and Danzhu carefully pasted the Talismans on the doors and windows, then came to the table.

"Junior Brother, this object has sky-high resentment and is likely an ominous thing. You stay behind me to guard the Dharma, and I will open it to find out the truth."

Upon hearing this, Danzhu did not doubt him. With his ability of Communication with Earth, he had already sensed the unusual nature of this object. If he hadn't been in a hurry to save the person earlier, he would have asked clearly long ago.

As soon as the two stood still, Fuyin Zhenren flicked his fingers and cast a Dharma Array in front of the girl's bed, then slowly opened the bundle.

As soon as the bundle was opened, the room suddenly became dim, and the resentment rushed straight at Fuyin. Fuyin hurriedly flicked his fingers to set up a shield to resist. A moment later, the resentment finally filled the room.

And at this moment, the two finally saw the object in the bundle, and their hearts were even more shocked. That object was actually the Slaughtering Demon Blade, famous in the Chenjian and Ghost Realm—

The Deer Horn Twin Blades!