Chapter 313: Seeking monthly tickets!

The sedan chair in front landed.

The eldest master of the Zhao family raised his hand, and the people of the First Branch stopped.

The Second Branch mistress stepped out of the sedan chair first; she held two golden maces in her hands, crossing them behind her head, like a rack or a pillow.

With her current image, making such a movement truly had a sense of contrast like a female version of Cheng Yaojin.

Following her was Second Master Zhao; Second Master Zhao reached out and placed his hand on his wife's shoulder, not pulling her back to let himself, this old man, stand in front, but instead pushing her forward two more steps, letting her better block in front of him.

When the tall and sturdy son, Zhao Yong, got off the sedan chair holding a shovel, Second Master Zhao even took the initiative to step aside to let his son take the lead.

It wasn't that Tan Wenbin hadn't thought about using a "civil play" method to delay time.

But the risk was too great, because this family of the First Branch clearly didn't love acting; otherwise, they wouldn't have pretended to be sick and not come out after being replaced, engaging in passive sabotage.

Don't let it be that while he was performing joyfully and spitting everywhere, those four from the First Branch made a charge and he would be finished.

However, with his "wife and son" in front, Tan Wenbin could also have the confidence to liven up the atmosphere, shouting toward the other side:

"Big Brother, our brothers haven't been close for a long time. Look at the scenery here; it's not bad. Why don't our two families have a picnic first and wait for Third Brother and Fourth Brother behind."

Upon hearing this, the Zhao family's eldest master pulled out a fierce little axe; the two sides of the axe were inlaid with two small skull heads, and their mouths were still closing and opening, emitting "cackle" laughter.

Seeing this, Tan Wenbin smiled: "Big Brother truly has a childlike heart; this toy is so tasteful!"

Zhao family's eldest master: "You Second Branch, are you human or ghost?"

Tan Wenbin: "That's a long story..."

Zhao family's eldest master pointed the axe at Tan Wenbin: "Then don't say it."

Tan Wenbin smacked his lips twice; sure enough, they couldn't keep chatting, and relying on his mouth to delay time was not advisable.

Li Zhuiyuan came out.

In fact, from Li Zhuiyuan's perspective, everyone maintaining a surface tacit understanding and waiting until they collectively entered the Zhao family ancestral residence, letting them take action against the Zhao family's Great Elder first, and then tearing off their disguises, would be in line with maximizing benefits.

After all, the nominal purpose of this group of river-walking people in this wave was to kill the Great Elder.

As for what accidents would be encountered in the process of killing the Great Elder, and what new developments would be triggered after killing the Great Elder, that was instead borrowing strength for Li Zhuiyuan.

Because Li Zhuiyuan's purpose in this wave was Zhao Wuyang.

The more chaotic the Zhao family ancestral residence became, the lighter the pressure on the youth's side would be.

But Zhao Yi didn't do that.

Before entering the ancestral residence, Zhao Yi had already taken action.

The premise had changed, which forced Li Zhuiyuan to make a new choice.

Either help this group of river-walking people break through Zhao Yi's obstruction and eventually gather at the Zhao family ancestral residence;

Or turn a blind eye; anyway, their Second Branch was the least conspicuous, so they could completely continue to play dumb, you do your thing, and we will sit in the sedan chair and wait at the gate of the ancestral residence;

Or stand on Zhao Yi's side and help him block people.

Three choices, corresponding to the upper, middle, and lower strategies.

Now, Li Zhuiyuan chose the lower strategy.

A new cooperative relationship needed to be re-aligned.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't think he was acting on emotion; he felt this was based on his understanding of Zhao Yi, temporarily ignoring immediate interests in hopes of maximizing safety and returns in the middle and late stages of this wave.

But ultimately, the word "understanding" itself carried bias.

Especially when you only understand Zhao Yi, but don't understand the opponent before you.

Therefore,

Getting off the sedan chair this time could also be said to be betting on the past friendship with Zhao Yi.

The youth believed that Zhao Yi could perceive the position and changes of these two sedan chairs, and could also know from them what choice he had made here.

This time, it was Li Zhuiyuan who took action to help first, placing the chips on the table.

It was equivalent to the youth releasing an "ally application" first.

If Zhao Yi didn't accept or provide feedback, then they were enemies, and the degree of hostility would far exceed the ordinary, becoming deeper and more intense.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't stand at the back of the team, but took a few more steps forward; "Second Master Zhao" very consciously continued to retreat, placing his whole family in front of himself.

Just as the position change was successful, a black shadow appeared behind them, cold light revealed, and an assassination descended.

Tan Wenbin noticed it; before this, he had received a reminder from Brother Xiaoyuan in his heart.

After completely suppressing and controlling those four spirit beasts, Tan Wenbin's five senses had been raised to an extremely strong level, but the configuration was too high, which also increased the difficulty for him to operate smoothly.

But under the connection of the red thread, his mental consciousness was interconnected with Li Zhuiyuan's, so his perception was naturally synchronized with Li Zhuiyuan's.

The sudden situation was like a temporary test question; before he had even finished reading the question, Brother Xiaoyuan had already solved the answer and thrown the slip of paper to him to copy.

Tan Wenbin copied it.

He didn't look back, but formed a seal with both hands, merging his two index fingers and pointing them simultaneously at the center of his brow.

"Form Awe."

To ensure the success of the sneak attack, that black shadow had eliminated all burdens as much as possible, but precisely because of this, it meant he had no defense.

The knife originally in his hand was about to cut toward "Second Master Zhao's" neck, when suddenly, a pair of snake eyes appeared on the back of Second Master Zhao's head.

The black shadow's spatial perception immediately became chaotic.

When the sneak attack failed, he immediately chose to retreat, and the black shadow quickly dissipated.

However, the Second Mistress, who was originally standing in front, appeared at the rear at this moment.

A golden mace smashed down, and the black shadow that hadn't completely dissipated instantly exploded with a "bang," turning into a patch of dust.

Just as Lin Shu habitually wanted to borrow the Master Tongzi technique to frame this dust and continue to use it for roasting, Brother Xiaoyuan's voice came from his heart, and he immediately restrained his actions, not maximizing the benefits of this successful counter-assassination.

The reason Li Zhuiyuan stopped him was that if they followed this thread and pulled, then the fierce battle between the two sides would naturally begin.

His purpose was to block the other side, and the lower the cost, the better.

"Puff!"

The younger son behind the First Branch spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Zhao family's eldest mistress: "No formation, no barrier, no pre-expansion of miasma."

Zhao family's eldest master: "That means it was heard or smelled; they are using instinctive five senses."

"Hidden so deep; it was Zhao Yi who deliberately hid them."

"They have stood on Zhao Yi's side."

"How dare they."

"They should have something to rely on."

"Then are we still acting now?"

"Not acting anymore."

"Just as well, I'm tired of acting too."

The Zhao family's eldest master opened his mouth, and a low shout came from his throat; his face quickly blurred, all gathering into a bead on the tip of his tongue. After he closed his mouth, the image of a middle-aged man with a cold gaze appeared.

This quality, tempered from slaughter, was definitely not something that could be cultivated by the Zhao family's eldest master, who engaged in intrigue and managed clan affairs at home.

The Zhao family's eldest mistress also opened her mouth, and after a blur of form, she turned into a middle-aged woman with a mole at the corner of her mouth; she couldn't be called stunningly beautiful, but she still retained a hint of charm.

The two "sons" behind her also followed suit, stripping away their disguises and revealing their true faces; one was covered in scars, with a sturdy physique, while the other was clearly a bit weak, and when the breeze blew, his loose clothes kept sticking to his body and flapping.

Li Zhuiyuan took an extra look at that weak youth; the black shadow that attacked earlier was released by this youth, but it wasn't a puppet.

Moreover, the fresh blood that the youth spat out earlier didn't seem to be his own.

Li Zhuiyuan's brain thought quickly, wanting to identify what kind of method the other side was using.

The conclusion reached after screening made even the youth a bit surprised.

How could this method be so close to the style of the Underworld inheritance?

It was a bit like his "Detaining Spirits and Sending Generals," but it was much lower-end and rougher; it wasn't a basic path, but the effects and attributes were close.

"Brother Binbin, let the opposite side report their family name."

"Understood."

Tan Wenbin flicked his sleeves and said disdainfully:

"Using such means is a bit too unpresentable. Which small gate or household did you come from? You really don't know any rules at all?"

Originally, the Zhao family's eldest master didn't care; their four people's qi had already locked onto each other, which was a sign of a full-scale move.

But after Tan Wenbin received Li Zhuiyuan's reminder, the words he said next made their qi stagnate.

Tan Wenbin: "Heh, a bunch of ridiculous lonely ghosts and wild spirits."

The Zhao family's eldest master stood up straight again, his expression solemn.

Zhao family's eldest mistress whispered: "Have we been seen through?"

Zhao family's eldest master: "Better probe the bottom first."

After speaking, the Zhao family's eldest master held the axe horizontally in front of him, spinning the axe flowers, creating a shrill sound, as if ghosts were wailing.

"Living Person Valley Sacrificial Official—Bu Chen."

The Zhao family's eldest mistress placed the ruler horizontally beside her lips, and the flute sound rose, as if the grass and trees on both sides were responding.

"Living Person Valley Ruling Official—Qiu Chuyin."

The youth covered in scars clenched his fists, holding them at his sides, the eye of the wind condensed, and the sonic boom was endless.

"Living Person Valley Criminal—Luo An."

The weak-bodied youth smiled eerily, and various echoing laughter came from his body, saying gloomily:

"Living Person Valley Criminal—Zheng Ming."

Etiquette in the Jianghu was not just a simple formality; if you were from a grassroots background, that didn't matter; but walking in the Jianghu, what one feared was that kind of complex background—if you were careless and killed or pitted someone, it would brew a series of subsequent troubles.

Tan Wenbin thought: "Phew, these four people, how do they look so underworld-like."

Lin Shu thought: "On their bodies, the ghost qi is so heavy."

When facing Qiu Huaiyu's team earlier, there was one nicknamed "White Impermanence," but his image was only close after mechanical arts; in fact, he had nothing to do with the underworld.

But the four people before them had completely identical attribute qi; of course, when they reported their family name, they also reported a place.

Li Zhuiyuan thought: "Living Person Valley, within the territory of Yuxi, Yunnan; that place now has another name, called Mount Ailao.

It's normal to have ghost qi on one's body; this world doesn't only have Fengdou called the Underworld, it's just that the Great Emperor is too strong, expanding his own dojo into the only one in mythology.

In fact, there are many small underworlds in various places; Living Person Valley is a sect force based on this."

Li Zhuiyuan knew about this sect from a remnant volume of a health-preserving classic in his great-grandfather's basement; the author of the book was a wandering master who once tried to find the secret method of bones growing flesh again.

The book recorded his experience of going to Living Person Valley; he originally thought he finally had the fortune to see the true inheritance, but the final result left him greatly disappointed—this was not the longevity he wanted.

From the description in the book, it could be seen that Living Person Valley was a small underworld.

If the Bodhisattva wanted to build a new hell, then it had to seal off the existing large underworld first; by the same token, the reason why those small underworlds had a "small" prefix was also because Fengdu was pressing down there.

What is known now is that the replacements of Zhao Heming and Chen Cuier of the Third Branch came from the Buddhist sect and might have been guided by that finger left by the Bodhisattva back then.

Then the river-walking people from the Living Person Valley small underworld were very likely guided by the Great Emperor's "whole clan waiting for sealing" for the Zhao family.

Although they were not of the same sect, and there was even a competitive relationship between them, if it were you, you would also feel curious about the special actions of the force pressing on your head.

Jiang Shui should be utilizing this point, using different forms of waves to connect river-walking people with different identities and backgrounds.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his eyes and looked at the sky; this almost explicitly stated: The Heavenly Dao conducts political vetting.

The opposite side had finished reporting their family name, so it was their turn to introduce themselves.

But Tan Wenbin, who was shouting at the bow of the boat, didn't know how to open his mouth; mainly because they had many identities, and different identities represented different choices.

"Brother Binbin..."

"Understood."

Tan Wenbin revealed a smile, tore off the mask on his face, and revealed his true appearance.

Lin Shu and Runsheng also removed the ceramic, putting the puppets back into their pockets.

Runsheng didn't care, while Lin Shu finally let out a sigh of relief.

A dignified hot-blooded youth had been playing a young mistress for the past few days, which really had suffocated A-You.

Of course, the result worse than that was that he was really afraid that if he acted for too long, he would get used to it.

Tan Wenbin began to report his family name:

"Inheritor of the Fengdu Underworld, upholding the Great Emperor's will, here to proclaim the decree!"

Just as Tan Wenbin's words fell, the mark on Lin Shu's brow emerged, and the aura of a Ghost Marshal was revealed.

A-You's Ghost Marshal official position had been affirmed successively by the Great Emperor and the Great Emperor's inheritor, which could be called as authentic as it gets.

Li Zhuiyuan's palms faced downward, and the phantom images of two faint soul-locking pillars emerged behind everyone.

The phantom images of the soul-locking pillars plus the Ghost Marshal aura were enough to prove their identities.

Li Zhuiyuan deliberately didn't open the phantom image of the Ghost Gate.

This time, the four people from Living Person Valley were left a bit confused.

Bu Chen: "People from Fengdu?"

Tan Wenbin: "That's right."

Bu Chen: "But I have never heard that Fengdu has ever had an inheritor?"

Tan Wenbin: "Heh, there are many things you haven't heard of."

Bu Chen: "Since you are people of Fengdu, why help that Jiujiang Zhao Yi?"

Tan Wenbin: "Does my Fengdu Underworld need to explain to you lot?"

Bu Chen: "This Jiujiang Zhao Yi was once the Bodhisattva's dog, blocking the Fengdu Ghost Gate; shouldn't he be your Fengdu's enemy?"

Tan Wenbin thought: "Why does this sound so awkward?"

Clearly, the Bodhisattva was defeated and suppressed by the Great Emperor; why does it sound like the Bodhisattva won?

Lin Shu's thought was more direct: "Why did the deeds fall onto Three-Eyes' head again?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "The Bodhisattva went in under the name of taking over Fengdu, and now he is inside; the Great Emperor is busy suppressing the Bodhisattva, and the Ghost Gate is also closed.

Standing from an external perspective, it is indeed very difficult to distinguish who actually won.

As for Zhao Yi... Living Person Valley should have sent people to Fengdu to investigate; the matter of the Yin Meng coffin shop contract was Zhao Yi's responsibility, and it was also Zhao Yi who accompanied the Xiuxiu siblings to the street office for the procedures.

Coupled with the Great Emperor's 'whole clan waiting for sealing' for the Jiujiang Zhao, it wasn't a public decree, so there should have been very few people who knew about it initially. After the opposite side killed the people of the First Branch and discovered that their dead souls would be wrapped into the Fengdu Underworld by the Other Shore Flower, they would naturally think this was the Great Emperor's subsequent retaliation against the Bodhisattva's dog, Zhao Yi."

Lin Shu's eyes widened, and he sighed: "Actually, it fits the logic so well!"

Tan Wenbin thought: "Brother Xiaoyuan, making it up as we go?"

Li Zhuiyuan responded: "Mm, only to delay time; you can improvise freely."

Tan Wenbin nodded and said loudly:

"The face that my Fengdu lost must naturally be picked up by my Fengdu personally. My Great Emperor's direct disciple has already sat in the first sedan chair, and in at most three incense sticks of time, he will be able to execute the Jiujiang Zhao Yi, bind his soul, and bring him back!"

Bu Chen: "The Zhao family head has also been replaced?"

Tan Wenbin: "Correct, that family head is precisely my Young Lord!"

Bu Chen: "We intend to enter the Zhao family ancestral residence to execute the Zhao family's fangs; please do not obstruct us."

Tan Wenbin: "My Young Lord has strictly ordered that this Zhao Yi must be apprehended by him personally in order to present the full merit before the Great Emperor. Outsiders are not allowed to interfere. If you lot continue to move forward, then don't blame us for being impolite!"

Bu Chen and Qiu Chuyin looked at each other, their eyes meeting.

Qiu Chuyin: "They are here to deal with Zhao Yi, which can also be considered as helping us deal with the Zhao family."

Bu Chen: "I just feel something is a bit wrong."

Qiu Chuyin: "What's wrong?"

Bu Chen: "I can't say."

Qiu Chuyin: "It's impossible that people from the Underworld would really be on the same side as Zhao Yi, right?"

Bu Chen: "My brain is so messy."

Qiu Chuyin: "Calm down, be careful that the big ghost in your body takes the opportunity to cause chaos."

Bu Chen: "Then... wait?"

Qiu Chuyin looked back: "Wait, and wait for the two branches behind."

Bu Chen: "Three incense sticks of time?"

Tan Wenbin: "For my Young Lord, it's enough!"

Qiu Chuyin spread her palms, and three incense sticks appeared in her palm; in an instant, the three incense sticks merged together, pierced into the ground, and began to burn.

Subsequently, all four people from Living Person Valley sat cross-legged.

Qiu Chuyin stared at the incense, Luo An counted on his fingers, and Zheng Ming's body kept swaying back and forth.

Bu Chen closed his eyes, ghost shadows appearing and disappearing on his face, as if he were performing some kind of suppression.

Tan Wenbin felt relieved in his heart, thinking: "They were actually bluffed; they truly deserve to be the branch that loves using their brains for acting the least."

Lin Shu thought: "Those four people opposite, their brains don't seem to work very well."

Tan Wenbin thought: "Even you think their brains don't work well, then they must really not work well."

Lin Shu: "Brother Bin, are you insulting me?"

Tan Wenbin: "Praising you for having eyes like torches."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's that the information they hold has errors; if they firmly believe that the information they hold is correct, they will ignore other contradictory points."

True major Jianghu events often leave most people in the Jianghu confused; those who can see clearly at the first moment are probably only the top forces in the Jianghu, who truly communicate with each other.

When the Great Emperor showed his power and exterminated the sect back then, he hadn't returned home from river-walking yet, and Grandmother Liu had already received the intelligence report.

The first incense stick burned out.

Qiu Chuyin raised her head and looked forward.

Tan Wenbin said loudly: "It seems that this Jiujiang Zhao Yi really has some ability, but that's all it is."

The second incense stick burned out.

Except for Bu Chen, who was still closing his eyes, the other three all looked at Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin: "He is a bit tricky, but he is destined to never escape my Young Lord's palm!"

The third incense stick burned out.

Bu Chen opened his eyes and stood up: "We won't wait anymore."

Tan Wenbin: "My Young Lord must be fighting Zhao Yi to the last moment; it's almost time!"

Bu Chen: "We can go help him."

Tan Wenbin: "My Fengdu does things, do we need you lot to interfere? Do you really think you are something?"

Bu Chen: "If it were just your Fengdu's business, that would be simple; my Living Person Valley should give this face, but today's matter follows the will of Heaven; you cannot stop it!"

Tan Wenbin: "Are you lot not afraid of my Great Emperor's fury, descending the decree!"

Bu Chen: "Is the Great Emperor still that Great Emperor now? If the Great Emperor were as prosperous as in the past, why would he be so slow to punish a Jiujiang Zhao?"

Tan Wenbin: "Presumptuous!"

Bu Chen: "Fengdu catastrophe, Underworld changing heaven; in the future Underworld, it will no longer be up to your Fengdu to decide!"

Tan Wenbin thought: "This bunch of people are really strange; they hesitate when they should hesitate, and are decisive when they should be decisive."

Li Zhuiyuan: "They all carry things on their bodies that will suppress and interfere with their thinking."

Tan Wenbin: "No wonder, a bunch of neurotics."

Qiu Chuyin threw the tortoise shell onto the ground, holding the ruler and whipping it constantly; runes appeared and spread to the surroundings; this was setting up a formation.

Li Zhuiyuan: "We can fight."

The youth's right palm spread open, and blood-porcelain-colored formation flags condensed; after gripping them, he shook them constantly.

The duel between the two formation masters began before the team.

Upon contact, Qiu Chuyin discovered that her tortoise shell began to tremble, and she immediately said:

"Hurry up and take action; the other side has a formation expert, and I am far inferior to him. Don't give him a chance to set up the formation!"

Bu Chen held the axe, leaned forward, and rushed to the right; Luo An's arm scars flowed, and he rushed forward from the left.

Zheng Ming's fingertips pinched, and eerie laughter came from his body again.

Runsheng held the Yellow River shovel and stood at the very front.

He didn't take the initiative to rush over; as the intercepting side, taking the initiative to attack was unnecessary. Furthermore, their side had a formation master advantage, so the one who should be anxious was definitely the opposite side.

Bu Chen's axe fell, and Runsheng blocked with the shovel.

The moment the collision occurred, Bu Chen felt a tightness in his chest; this shovel-holder standing there was like a thick, heavy iron gate.

"Hou Gege, cackle, cackle... cackle, cackle, cackle..."

The skull on the axe emitted strange laughter, and a strong hallucinatory disturbance surged toward Runsheng.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bu Chen swung the axe down again.

"Clang!"

However, Runsheng still blocked as usual, just like before, simple and unadorned.

Bu Chen frowned slightly; is this guy human? He isn't disturbed by this kind of demonic sound?

Runsheng didn't know what disturbance was; as long as he didn't use his brain to think about this and that, then there were no worries.

However, after returning from Fengdou, his habits had changed a little; every day, he would set aside a little bit of time, sitting by the bed before sleep, using his brain a little, thinking about one person.

But it definitely wasn't now.

Bu Chen slashed down with multiple axes in succession, all of which were resolved by the other side; the other side didn't even move a step.

And Luo An, who should have gone around the other side to find a breakthrough, was also pulled back to attack Runsheng together with Bu Chen.

The scars on Luo An's body split open; where there should have been white bones, they turned into chains; this was bone replacement.

Runsheng fought two against one, and the pressure increased; he began to retreat when receiving moves, but would take the initiative to top up when changing force.

He enjoyed this pressure and took the opportunity to start accumulating momentum.

Lin Shu was originally prepared to deal with Luo An, but Luo An turned back to deal with Runsheng, so he stood there without moving and didn't go to support.

Zheng Ming: "Hee hee hee..."

Qiu Chuyin: "Mm."

The woman slid the ruler into her palm, and after cutting a mouth, fresh blood soaked the ruler; immediately afterward, she whipped the tortoise shell with greater force, and the overflowing runes immediately became more and larger.

Li Zhuiyuan held back appropriately, creating a situation where their side was temporarily suppressed.

After all, the other side had used essence blood for amplification, so he should also weaken a bit.

"Hum!" "Hum!" "Hum!" "Hum!"

A series of eight black shadows emerged, each carrying murderous intent.

It was clear that Qiu Chuyin was applying pressure there, creating an opportunity for Zheng Ming's sneak attack.

Tan Wenbin took a deep breath, raised his head, and spread his arms.

With so many targets all at once, he really didn't know how to handle it.

Fortunately, he only needed to follow Brother Xiaoyuan's requirements.

Centipedes, green cattle, and snake eyes constantly emerged from above, locking on; the blood ape power on Tan Wenbin's body erupted, and his whole person jumped up, smashing toward that side, stomping toward another side, and crashing toward the next place.

The speed was fast, but the posture was very discordant, like a candidate racing against time before handing in the paper, no longer caring whether the handwriting was neat or good-looking.

Lin Shu watched Runsheng fight two against one, and watched Brother Bin jumping around like a crazy monkey.

A-You felt a bit anxious in his heart; he really wanted to help, but Brother Xiaoyuan let him stay, so there must be a reason.

In the youth's team, as long as the youth remained clear-headed, no one would violate his instructions.

Soon, A-You wasn't anxious anymore, because a series of numbers appeared in his heart.

These numbers were the extension of the formation orientation; Lin Shu had to do his best to quickly write down and understand these numbers.

If Tan Wenbin's side was the rush of handing in the paper, then Lin Shu was now memorizing the book before the exam.

Zheng Ming revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth; a faint light flowed in his chest, reflecting his clothes.

The eight black shadows earlier were cover, and a blood shadow, silently, arrived behind Li Zhuiyuan. ===== CHAPTER 314 =====