Chapter 69: Chapter Sixty-Nine I Just Ask You, Are You Afraid or Not?

To be honest, although this mission is the same as the first one, it is also a search mission.

But the direction is much clearer than the first mission.

The identity of the little match girl is clear.

The skull, and the fact that it is dead, is clear.

Since there is a real skull, it proves there are fake skulls.

These three points are clear matters.

Unfortunately, aside from what is revealed through the mission, there is temporarily no more information.

How to find it, where to find it, is the problem, and also the difficulty of the mission.

"That, Master, you said the skull we are looking for won't really be in that little village, would it?" Han Guang said, "We didn't carefully search the surroundings back then... did we?"

"It's possible." Tang Luo nodded.

The Buddhist master is back online.

"Why don't we go take a look tomorrow?" Han Guang looked at Du Shun and the other two.

This Master Xuanzang is highly skilled and bold, choosing to stay in Anshan City to handle affairs.

As for them, they have two directions: one is to find all the matchstick makers in Anshan City, continue the investigation in depth, and find the dead little girl.

Two, then return to the little village to see if there are any clues.

If it's like the Ripper mission Master Xuanzang experienced, where they overlooked the clues under their nose, ultimately making it extremely difficult to complete the mission, then that would be courting death.

"Good." Du Shun nodded.

The other two then indicated they would continue to stay in Anshan City to investigate, not really wanting to go to that little village.

The four went back to their rooms respectively, but Tang Luo did not rest.

Instead, he walked out of the room, stood in the courtyard, and after a while, Lu Zhi arrived in a hurry with a servant.

"Master, please be sure to be careful." Lu Zhi said to Tang Luo.

Tang Luo nodded, then looked at the servant and said: "Donor, you need not worry, this poor monk will naturally protect your safety."

The servant's face was frightened, he weakly nodded, which was considered a response.

Tonight Tang Luo is going to do his old trade, fishing.

And this kind of thing, the "outsiders" found by the Ding and Lu families have all done.

In order to lure out the "murderer" thereby.

Unfortunately, all have failed.

The failure situations fall into two kinds: one is from evening until dawn, they wandered around Anshan City all night.

They encountered nothing at all.

The second kind is that the bait and the fisherman died together.

Tonight is not only Tang Luo who is going to fish.

The other two also made the same choice, each taking a Lu family servant to act.

After all, whoever solves the matter first can take all the rewards from the Ding and Lu families.

At first, the missing persons in Anshan City were not fixed.

But later, it developed to only missing persons from the Ding and Lu families.

Whether servant or clansman, no distinction.

Those serving as bait are naturally the servants.

These servants are all those who signed a body-selling contract, unwilling in their hearts, yet with no alternative.

For those servants who signed a body-selling contract, the master's family thinks they can beat them if they want, let alone the Lu family, such a great household, who think they can kill if they want.

Tang Luo and the servant walked out of the Lu family mansion, opposite the Ding family, who just happened to also walk out a few people.

The two sides glanced at each other, then each avoided the other.

Although the notice was posted together, those who took the notice all hope to enjoy the reward exclusively, rarely cooperating.

Tang Luo left not long after, those two martial artists also left the Lu family.

The Lu family servant held a lantern in hand, and behind him, Tang Luo similarly held a lantern.

Like two wandering spirits, they walked in Anshan City.

They specifically chose to walk through the places where incidents occurred.

At first, Anshan City was still quite lively.

Around midnight, that is, about 11 PM, it quieted down.

In the vast majority of buildings, the lights had already been extinguished, becoming dark.

Only a few places where fireworks were set off remained "red lights and green wine", the sounds of seeking pleasure never ceased.

The streets were also empty and deserted, occasionally a few people, hurrying along.

This also included the night watchmen.

However, on such a cold winter night, even the night watchmen huddled together, striking the clapper with little strength.

The servant beside Tang Luo had his teeth "click-click-click" chattering up and down.

One from fear, two from cold.

Anshan City is in the northern region, and in a few more days, even the lake in the city will be covered with a layer of ice.

The rivers will also have times when they freeze.

"... Master, when are we going back?" the servant asked.

The hand holding the lantern was about to lose sensation.

"Wait another hour." Tang Luo said.

Actually, he was both fishing and familiarizing himself with the roads of Anshan City, making future movements easier.

An hour's time—neither fast nor slow.

Tang Luo, who encountered nothing, and the servant with a look of having survived a disaster returned to the Lu family.

The next morning.

Lu Zhi found Tang Luo with an unpleasant expression: "Master, look at this."

He handed over a broken sword.

Tang Luo took it and examined the broken edge of the blade.

It looked as if it had been bitten off by some beast with sharp teeth and fangs.

Tang Luo had a slight impression of this sword—it was the one used by the dual-blade warriors yesterday.

"Sent by the officials..." Lu Zhi said, "When someone found it, only this broken sword and some bloodstains were there."

"It seems Master Xuanzang has bad luck." Tang Luo said, "I didn't encounter those 'thieves'."

"Can Master Xuanzang see anything?" Lu Zhi asked.

Tang Luo said: "Young Master Lu, may I trouble you to take me to the incident site? Also, my servant wishes to leave the city for a while."

"I'll prepare right away." Lu Zhi nodded.

Before he came to find Tang Luo, that martial artist who practiced palm techniques had already found the Lu family, saying he could do nothing and planned to take his leave.

No new "bounty hunters" appeared; now Tang Luo is the Lu family's only hope.

For Tang Luo's reasonable request, the Lu family naturally agreed.

Han Guang and Du Shun sat comfortably in their carriage as they left the city, heading toward the small village where they first appeared.

Tang Luo went to the crime scene to look, but aside from fresh blood, there were no other traces.

Nothing gained.

At noon, Lu Zhi found Tang Luo again, hoping he would help protect someone.

His father, the head of the Lu family, must go out today.

During this period, the Lu family's business has been remotely controlled from the mansion, but not everything can be done this way, so they have no choice but to go out.

And going out means danger.

"No problem, I'll give Master Lu a consecrated peace talisman that can ensure his safety twice." Tang Luo requested yellow paper and a brush.

He casually drew a true ghost-drawing talisman—so casual that even he didn't know what he was drawing.

Then he consecrated it and gave it to Lu Zhi.

It belongs to the two-time-use category.

It's considered a small return to the Lu family.

Lu Zhi also practiced "employ without suspicion," no longer requiring Tang Luo to personally protect him; after thanking him, he left with the peace talisman.

I don't know if he was muttering inwardly about how this monk's methods resemble those of a Daoist.

"Hmm..."

Not long after seeing off Lu Zhi,

Suddenly, a thread of merit power was absorbed by the Merit Jade Lotus, and Tang Luo, who was in meditation healing his wounds, opened his eyes.

His "Consecration Secret Technique" had taken effect—who had been attacked?

Calculating the time, Du Shun and Han Guang should have also arrived at that small village by now.

The carriage's speed is much faster than their walking.

He rose and left the door, gave a few words of advice to someone, and Tang Luo departed from the Lu family.

Leaving Anshan City, he found a relatively secluded spot, and Tang Luo leapt up.

His whole body resembled a great white bird, swiftly soaring toward the direction of the small village.

However, this soaring, each "point-ground" movement caused a great commotion.

What was displayed was not agile and graceful lightness, but full-force power!

The deserted small village.

A collapsed small house, where an arm could be seen stretching out from a crack.

Motionless, clearly someone was buried inside.

Outside the collapsed small house, Xu Yi, one of those who walk between gods and demons, stood.

His eyes full of ferocity, before him stood Han Guang holding a short knife.

The blade tip was stained with a bit of blood.

One could see that Xu Yi's chest had been slit open with a shallow wound, his clothes stained red with blood.

"You dare to wound me?"

Xu Yi's face was full of anger.

He actually got wounded by a useless waste who doesn't even have skills?

His father—no, his father used to beat him often when he was young.

Han Guang said nothing, his face solemn.

He and Du Shun came to this small village to search for clues.

Unexpectedly, they ran into Xu Yi, who had also appeared.

Originally, even if we didn't cooperate, just not interfering with each other would have been fine.

But when the "clue" just happened to be obtained by Han Guang and them, the situation changed.

Xu Yi wanted to monopolize the benefits.

He blasted Du Shun into the ruined small house, but was also ambushed by Han Guang and suffered a slight injury.

It turned out that in the recent contact, he already knew Han Guang was just a demonic wanderer without skills.

Basically, no different from an ordinary person.

How could Xu Yi, who held himself in high regard, not be angry?

"Originally, if you gave me the thing, you wouldn't have to die, but now—" Feeling the sting on his chest, Xu Yi sneered, "You will die!"

"Aren't you afraid Master Xuanzang will avenge me?" Han Guang said.

"That stinking monk?" Xu Yi said, "Would I be afraid of him?"

"Hah—"

Han Guang laughed, "You probably don't know, Master Xuanzang is a fate-holder! His strength is beyond your imagination!"

The smile was mocking.

Fate-holder, are you afraid?

"Fate-holder?" Xu Yi froze for a moment, "What is that?"

"Ah—" Han Guang's smile instantly froze.

This guy actually doesn't know what a fate-holder is?

No, it should be said that for a demonic wanderer who has gone through several missions, not knowing about fate-holders is normal.

If it weren't for joining Get Close to Science, Han Guang wouldn't even know about equipment and such, let alone fate-holders.

And this Xu Yi seems to be a lone wanderer, not having joined any organization!

"You know, Get Close to Science?" Han Guang said, "I belong to this organization. You'd better think it through—killing me means making an enemy of Get Close to Science!"

Pulling out a gun with no bullets is no threat to a primitive person.

Han Guang could only switch to a way Xu Yi could understand.

"I'm with an organization! I'm asking you—are you scared or not?"

"Oh?"

Xu Yi thought for a moment, then laughed, "I've heard of it."

Before Han Guang could show a smile, Xu Yi continued, "Last mission, two useless guys invited me to join some science organization, but I killed them later. That must be your Get Close to Science, right? A bunch of useless losers huddling together for warmth?"

"..."

"No! Not at all! Get Close to Science is very strong!" Han Guang shouted in his heart.

Done for.

A scholar meeting soldiers—reason can't be made clear.