Chapter 120: Amitabha

The night grew deep.

The pond had frozen into ice, and a small bridge with vermilion railings spanned across the water.

A dim, yellow light shone within Lengxiang Xiaozhu, appearing exceptionally warm at this moment, always making one unconsciously want to draw near.

Yu Liancheng stepped up the stairs and, without knocking, pushed the door open directly.

He knew there was no one in the room.

Of course, even if Lin Xian'er were in the room, he would still do the same.

There was no need to be polite to a woman like Lin Xian'er, because as long as one was a man, she would certainly welcome him.

Lin Xian'er was indeed not in the room,

but on the small table in the room, several dishes were set out, and a pot of wine was still being kept warm on a stove.

The fragrance of the wine warmed the entire room; on the table were honey-glazed ham and white jade-like chilled chicken, both appearing very tempting in this cold winter.

In addition, there were five wine cups, their bases embedded into the table; looking at them suddenly, they appeared exactly like a plum blossom.

"The host has good taste."

Yu Liancheng smiled, suddenly slapped the table, and the five wine cups popped out. The cups were as good as new, but there were five holes in the table. He poured for himself and drank, a hint of a smile appearing on his face: "In any case, this wine is not bad at all."

Just at this moment, suddenly a "chi" sound was heard, and a series of fierce gusts of wind attacked from outside the window. The candlelight on the table was extinguished first, plunging the room into Darkness.

Immediately following, the room was filled with rushing wind, and no one knew how many hidden weapons were fired at Yu Liancheng from all directions. The sound of the wind was sharp; those who made the move were clearly experts. If it were anyone else, they would likely have been turned into a hedgehog in an instant.

"You move very fast, but the wine and food here cannot be wasted."

Yu Liancheng's figure surged, his sleeves rolling like two black clouds, continuously knocking the hidden weapons to the ground.

After another moment, shouts and roars rang out from outside the room.

"Plum Blossom Thief, you cannot escape anymore; come out and meet your death."

"Even if you have heaven-reaching abilities, today we will ensure you have no place to be buried."

"Let me tell you honestly, Master Tian Qi of the Luoyang Prefecture has arrived, along with 'Cloud-Touching Hand' Master Gongsun, Lord Long..."

Amidst the chaotic arguing, another person suddenly shouted loudly: "Do not be chaotic, calm down."

Although this person only said seven words, his voice was like a booming bell.

After the seven words were spoken, the voices of others could immediately no longer be heard all around.

This person said again: "Since the friend has already arrived here, why are you unwilling to come out and meet us?"

Yu Liancheng held his wine cup, pushed the door open, and walked out, laughing: "It is already midnight, what is there for me to meet with a group of men like you?"

Outside the room, some gasped in surprise, and some retreated.

But Long Xiaoyun, who was standing in front, had already shouted loudly: "Everyone, do not make a move! This is the 'Six Peerless Heroes' Yu Liancheng, definitely not the Plum Blossom Thief. Everyone, do not hurt an innocent person."

Looking at his defense of Yu Liancheng, if one did not know better, one would think Yu Liancheng was his close friend, relative, or brother.

One person suddenly sneered: "This person appears here in the middle of the night; if he is not the Plum Blossom Thief, then who could he be?"

The person speaking was as thin as a bamboo pole, his complexion sallow, looking like a sickly man, but his voice was clear and resonant. He was precisely 'Cloud-Touching Hand' Gongsun Moyun, who was famous throughout the world for his 'Cloud-Touching Fourteen Styles'.

Behind him, a man always wore a smile, his hands clasped behind his back. He looked like a wealthy man who lived in luxury, and at this moment, he suddenly laughed: "We are all friends in the Edo, let us speak slowly. Although this friend's movements are suspicious and his background is unknown, and it is highly possible he is the Plum Blossom Thief, as long as there is a shred of uncertainty, I, Tian Qi, cannot wrong this friend."

Yu Liancheng looked at Tian Qi indifferently: "Have we drank wine together before?"

Tian Qi was stunned: "No."

Yu Liancheng's expression suddenly turned cold: "Since we have never drank wine together, you are also worthy of calling me a friend? Get lost!"

Tian Qi's expression sank, and murderous intent immediately appeared in his eyes.

Everyone in the Edo knew that Master Tian Qi was ruthless and turned his back on people; once the smile disappeared from his face, he would immediately make a move to kill. Who would have thought that this time, not only did he not make a move, he did not even say much.

Zhao Zhengyi said coldly: "Yu Liancheng, this is the place where Miss Lin lives. You must not say that Miss Lin left a note specifically inviting you here; we are not fools."

His words were truly clever; at this moment, even if Yu Liancheng took out a note, it was likely no one would believe it.

Yu Liancheng's expression, however, remained very calm: "This 'Liujue Manor' is originally my property. I go wherever I want; is that any of your business?"

Zhao Zhengyi could not help but say: "Liujue Manor?"

"That is correct. A few days ago, Long Xiaoyun transferred this manor to me. I renamed it 'Liujue Manor', but it is a pity I forgot to have someone make a plaque to hang up."

Speaking to this point, Yu Liancheng's gaze suddenly sharpened: "As for you all, trespassing into Liujue Manor without my permission, could it be that you want to go see 'Green Demon Hand' Yi Ku?"

In the aspect of turning the tables, Yu Liancheng had always been very experienced.

And when these words were spoken, Long Xiaoyun's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "At the time, I was merely coerced by you and verbally agreed to transfer this Xingyun Manor to you. The house deeds and land deeds have always been in my hands. I advise you not to speak nonsense."

Qin Xiaoyi also sneered: "This old man can testify to this point. Your actions at the time were no different from robbery, and your conduct was even worse than the Plum Blossom Thief."

Yu Liancheng looked at them indifferently for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "It seems your backing has arrived, which is why you dare to be insolent in front of me. No matter, it is merely the mournful chirping of autumn cicadas."

Zhao Zhengyi sneered, a trace of malice appearing on his face: "Little bastard, you have committed many major cases; today is your death day."

Back then at Xingyun Manor, besides Long Xiaoyun who had been completely crippled, Zhao Zhengyi was the most severely injured, and he had even been slapped away by Yu Liancheng. Every time he thought of this, it felt as if a venomous snake was biting his heart.

And today, everything had been prepared; Yu Liancheng was not only going to die, but he was going to die very miserably.

Yu Liancheng sighed lightly: "Speaking rudely, it seems I have no choice but to send you to the afterlife ahead of schedule."

His figure suddenly moved, and he moved very quickly.

One hand held the wine pot, while the other hand had already struck a palm toward Zhao Zhengyi's Heavenly Spirit, this palm being both fast and fierce, already possessing the momentum of thunder.

How could Zhao Zhengyi dodge it? Just as it seemed blood would splash on the spot, at this moment, someone outside the main hall was heard chanting the three words "Amitabha...".

When only the word "A" was spoken, a gust of wind carrying a string of black shadows had already struck. By the second word, the gust of wind and the black shadows were about to strike Yu Liancheng's back.

And by the third word, Yu Liancheng, at this critical moment, shifted through the air and dodged the black shadows.

As for the final word "Buddha", the person speaking found it very difficult to utter it.

Because his original intention was to have that string of black shadows strike Yu Liancheng's back, or make him turn around to parry, thereby saving Zhao Zhengyi.

But Yu Liancheng shifted through the air, and that string of black shadows struck directly toward Zhao Zhengyi's face.