Chapter 3: Rain Street

But when he stopped to look at the two, they also discovered that he had woken up.

Seeing Pei Ye frowned: "The two of you—"

He suddenly looked down in astonishment. Without any greeting, sharp danger had approached his lower back. His muscles spasmed and contracted involuntarily, followed by the stinging pain of a sharp weapon entering his body. But before the cold, flashing dagger could pierce deeper, Seeing Pei Ye clamped the opponent's wrist tightly.

The man immediately followed up with a knee strike, but Seeing Pei Ye topped it more quickly and fiercely on his stomach. His left hand still gripped the enemy's hand holding the knife, while his right hand twisted his waist and punched the opponent's face. The opponent fell to the ground, splashing water as high as his waist.

Another dagger stabbed over almost at the same time, only half a step behind. Seeing Pei Ye tried his best to dodge sideways. The dagger passed in front of his abdomen, leaving a bloody wound, but Seeing Pei Ye, having lost his posture, failed to avoid the kick that followed and was kicked to the ground.

Seeing Pei Ye was actually used to fighting. To avoid being bullied in the streets and alleys, one had to have a pair of hard fists. But except for killing that starving wolf when he was twelve, he had never encountered such a dangerous situation.

The two people in front of him attacked ruthlessly and decisively, and their attacks were fierce. They were clearly thugs who were used to risking their lives. This was the first time Seeing Pei Ye had faced an enemy with whom he had to fight to the death, but he had fallen into an unfavorable situation where the two joined forces to ambush him.

"Accidents will always be more." The old man's hoarse teaching during martial arts practice rang in his ears again. "The Jianghu is not a ring. The enemy will not wait for you to be ready before facing you. When danger comes, you often don't even have the chance to draw your sword."

At this moment, if he really had a sword that couldn't be drawn, even if he used it as an iron rod, Seeing Pei Ye would be thankful.

After falling to the ground, Seeing Pei Ye didn't have time to think and immediately rolled to dodge. The next moment, the dagger that followed stabbed into the spot where he had been. Before Seeing Pei Ye's body could stand up, his hand had already captured the hand holding the dagger. The opponent was bent over and couldn't straighten up for a while. Seeing Pei Ye kicked the opponent's body crooked, and then jumped sideways to press the opponent to the ground.

Seeing Pei Ye let out a deep shout, his arms exerted force suddenly, and he pressed the opponent's hand to stab the dagger into his neck. The opponent's eyes widened, and his arm muscles bulged in resistance, but blood was already bubbling out of his throat.

The sound of wind cutting behind him arrived again without a moment to spare. Seeing Pei Ye rolled and dodged again. When he straightened his body and looked up, the enemy had already rushed in front of him. On the face that had been punched, nosebleed and tears mixed together, and his expression was fierce and ferocious.

Another knife stabbed over. This time, Seeing Pei Ye was finally able to use the fighting techniques he had practiced more calmly. He dodged sideways, clamped the enemy's arm under his armpit, and used two knee strikes. The opponent suddenly arched his body. Taking advantage of this, he loosened his armpit, used his hand to pinch the opponent's wrist joint, twisted it to disarm the opponent's dagger, and then clamped the opponent's neck with his other hand, pushing the enemy forward two steps and slamming him heavily against the wall.

Raising his hand, aiming at the head, one punch! Two punches! Three punches!

The body in his hand went limp.

Seeing Pei Ye panted heavily, his heart beating like a dense drum, and his arms and thighs felt weak after the tension.

Seeing Pei Ye checked his own injuries. They were mostly abrasions and bumps, only the two knife wounds on his abdomen and lower back were more conspicuous, but they were not serious. It was just that after being injured and exerting force repeatedly, they had cracked a bit, and blood was seeping out continuously, wetting a large part of his clothes, looking a bit frightening.

These two places were a bit difficult to bandage. Seeing Pei Ye barely wrapped them up, looked at his surroundings by the firelight, and found that he was at the city wall, having just left the city.

Seeing Pei Ye looked at the two corpses on the ground and really couldn't figure out where they came from. He calmed his breathing and went to pick up the candle that was still burning stably in the stagnant water.

However, when he bent down, the scene before his eyes made him freeze in place.

The flame was embedded in the stagnant water, forming a ghostly blue mirror. Although it was constantly disturbed by the falling rain, it still distorted Seeing Pei Ye's image.

—A youth with his upper body bare and a pale face, with a ghostly blue symbol on his forehead as if burning.

Starting from the same origin, two "Ya" characters extended to the upper left and upper right respectively. From the top of the "Ya," branches continued to fork. Growing to the top in this way, from simple to complex, it looked like a clump of cold, hard, abstract flames at a glance.

There was no need to use a pen to draw it again; this was the original version of the crude symbol on Old Xiangzi's head!

Seeing Pei Ye slowly raised his hand to touch it, but his forehead was smooth, without any change.

Seeing Pei Ye stood frozen for a while, but he didn't see the so-called "immortal." Clearly, this was not the correct location for being "enlightened."

Recalling the attacks of the two people just now, although they didn't hesitate to seriously injure him, they didn't attack fatal places like the neck or heart.

What kind of place were they trying to take him to, and what was waiting at the destination?

The wind hit his body with large swaths of rain, and the old injury in his chest and abdomen was faintly restless again. If enemies came again when the pain flared up, he would only be a fish on the chopping block.

He should immediately report to the county government.

But after walking only two steps, Seeing Pei Ye stopped again. On such a rainy night, only the County Magistrate Chang Zhiyuan lived in the backyard of the county government, and Chang Zhiyuan was just an ordinary sixty-year-old man. He still had to pass the message to several other officials before making a response.

In Fenghuai, a remote county with less than 40,000 people, the power available was actually pitifully small. Such strange and spiritual events could only be dealt with by County Lieutenant Lin Lin and the Immortal Platform Inspector Shen Yanping. Whether reporting the case or seeking protection, it was not as good as directly seeking these two adults.

At this moment, the Heaven Lord bestowed a thick bolt of lightning, which was simply as bright as day.

Even though it was only for an instant, Seeing Pei Ye still saw his position. He was at the north gate of the city. Inspector Shen lived in the east of the city, while Lieutenant Lin lived in the western suburbs outside the city.

The distance to both places was about the same. Seeing Pei Ye wiped the rainwater off his face and walked toward the Lin residence in the west of the city.

This was a consideration based on the closeness of the relationship.

Lin Lin was over fifty years old, upright, cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He had been the County Lieutenant for thirteen years, one year longer than Chang Zhiyuan's term.

In the peaceful Fenghuai County, one could imagine the leisure of the County Lieutenant position. Lin Lin often liked to go to the martial arts school to guide the teenagers' martial arts. Seeing Pei Ye's fist enlightenment came from this majestic yet gentle senior.

"Store like a coiled snake, strike like a fierce tiger," "Strike with seven parts of force, keep three parts in reserve." Before picking up the sword, these simple mantras almost accompanied Seeing Pei Ye's entire time practicing martial arts.

And after Seeing Pei Ye's Dantian Seed was damaged, it was Lin Lin who spent his Qi to warm his heart and pulse every day for two consecutive months, controlling the injury to a tolerable level.

With no relatives or friends, and having received deep kindness, he was a senior whom Seeing Pei Ye felt grateful for from the bottom of his heart.

With this friendship, it was naturally easier to talk. Going to Inspector Shen's place didn't have this convenience.

Braving the heavy rain and wading through the water flow that covered his instep, Seeing Pei Ye walked toward the west of the city step by step. By the time he saw the familiar house, the thickest darkness of the night had passed, the rain had weakened, and the daylight was slightly dawning. ===== CHAPTER 4 =====