Chapter 831: The Peerless Twins' Little Fairy Zhang Jing

A figure in red clothes on a red horse came from afar.

Amidst the clatter of hooves, they charged into the long street like an arrow.

Upon the fire-red horse, the young girl was as beautiful as peach blossoms and as cold as autumn frost.

"What a fine horse, what a beautiful person."

On the second floor of the Heavenly Phenomenon Restaurant, although the young man had not clearly seen the specific features of the woman on the horse, his heart suddenly began to race.

After a moment, the red-clothed figure on the red horse stopped in front of the Heavenly Phenomenon Restaurant; the red-clothed woman handed the horse to a waiter to be led away and fed, then stepped straight into the restaurant.

At this moment, regardless of whether they were martial arts practitioners or not, everyone cast their gaze toward the red-clothed young girl walking into the inn.

The girl's expression was as cold as ice and snow on a high mountain, yet her features were exquisite and beautiful, rarely seen in the world. Her dress was as red as fire and as bright as maple, and her delicate cheeks also bore a rouge-like flush. Her eyes were like the stars in the sky. As her gaze shifted, although there was no charm of a mature woman, it was extremely lively, soul-stirring, and captivating, like a fairy from heaven entering the mortal world.

Coiled around her waist was a long whip resembling a golden dragon; it was the divine whip "Nine Appearances Divine Dragon Ghost Sorrow," which had made countless experts of the underworld tremble with fear over the past half-year.

Zhang Jing swept her beautiful eyes around the restaurant. Over the past half-year, she had traveled across the length and breadth of the land, dealing with all sorts of monsters and demons, which had fostered a certain sense of majesty in her. At this moment, her pretty face was cold, and her beautiful eyes seemed to carry a special deterrent power; no one dared to meet her gaze, and people from all walks of life shifted their eyes away one after another.

Xiaoxiannv found an empty table, ordered wine and food, and began to eat and drink in a leisurely manner. Once she had filled her stomach, she took out a booklet.

The booklet looked unremarkable, and there was not even a name on the cover, but for some reason, the moment this booklet appeared, almost everyone's gaze was drawn to it.

Some people showed expressions of fear and even began to tremble. Others, however, showed excitement, rubbing their hands together as if they were happier than if they were marrying a wife. Those who had been whispering were now silent. Some merchants who had been resting in the restaurant, sensing that the atmosphere was wrong, slipped out early.

"Master, what... what is she holding in her hand?"

The young man, fresh out of the mountains, asked in a low voice, but his gaze did not even look at his master; his eyes were fixed on that red silhouette, feeling as if her every movement was plucking at his heartstrings.

At this moment, the young man finally understood what love at first sight meant.

Compared to this red-clothed girl, those women at the Yichun Brothel who deliberately flaunted their charms were like mud on the ground.

"Keep yourself in check." Seeing his disciple's pathetic state, Wang Laoguai gave his head a hard knock: "What she is holding is the Book of Rewarding Good and Punishing Evil; hehe, some people call it the Book of Life and Death. You just watch the show. If your eyeballs wander again, be careful that I don't dig them out for you. That young lady is not someone you can afford to provoke."

The young man shrank his neck but still secretly peeked at Zhang Jing.

At this moment, Zhang Jing flipped through the booklet and read out a name: "'Flying Crane' He Yunfei."

Not only was she beautiful, but her voice was also very pleasant, yet to the ears of others, it seemed to carry a certain terrifying power, as if it had emerged from hell, making people shudder.

A moment later, an old man with a lean face walked forward. He walked very slowly, as if all the muscles in his body had stiffened. When he reached Xiaoxiannv's table, he let out a long breath, his face pale, his eyes slightly bloodshot, and he took out a tablet with the words "Punish Evil" written on it.

Xiaoxiannv did not move, nor did she speak; she merely swept a cold glance at He Yunfei.

The lean old man gritted his teeth, his right hand suddenly bent, and he grabbed at his left hand. He was quite accomplished in finger techniques and actually tore his left hand off at the wrist; fresh blood splattered like plum blossoms.

"Is this enough to pay the debt?"

Cold sweat fell like raindrops on He Yunfei's face, and his voice was incomparably hoarse.

Zhang Jing did not speak, nor did she make any move.

He Yunfei gritted his teeth, his five fingers reached out again, his internal energy surged, and he actually tore off his entire arm; blood splattered, and his voice was hoarse: "Is it enough?"

Zhang Jing still did not speak.

He Yunfei's face was pale, and he gritted his teeth again to sever his own heel tendon.

This time, Zhang Jing finally nodded.

He Yunfei, as if granted an amnesty, cupped his hands and left on one leg; his retreating figure seemed inexplicably relaxed.

"This... what on earth is going on..." Although the young man was naive, he had followed Wang Laoguai for a while and had some discernment.

That lean old man He Yunfei could easily break his own arm, so his hand skills were not weak. After having his heel tendon severed and being left with only one leg, he was still able to move nimbly, which clearly showed his light-body technique was extremely brilliant. Yet such a person was willing to break his own hands and feet in front of this seemingly weak "Xiaoxiannv."

"Heh, I was wondering why this stingy, black-hearted crane had suddenly shown such kindness a while ago, scattering his ill-gotten wealth; so it was because he had received a 'Punish Evil Order'." Wang Laoguai sneered and introduced the lean old man to his disciple.

That old man was a master thief who had been famous in the Jiangnan martial arts world for decades; his light-body technique was not inferior to the peerless "Heizhizhu," and he had committed fifty or sixty major cases without ever missing a target. He had once, out of a fit of pique, stolen everything from a family, forcing them to the brink of suicide.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy only stole things and never killed, occasionally even doing some righteous deeds, it would not have been as simple as scattering his wealth and losing a leg and an arm.

"If he hadn't been willing to scatter his wealth and break his hands and feet, hehe, if he hadn't done so, he probably wouldn't even have been able to keep his life. The reason the Demon-Eliminating Hall has been able to develop into a massive force that has swept through the martial arts world in the past half-year, almost not inferior to Yihua Palace, is not as simple as it looks on the surface." Wang Laoguai chuckled: "Of course, there are also people in this world who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth; just you watch."

The atmosphere in the restaurant was very oppressive. Whenever a name was spat out from those crimson lips, a martial arts guest would come to pay their debt; some crippled their own martial arts, some broke their hands and feet, some scattered their wealth... and these were not even the most heinous of criminals. Many greenwood heroes who killed without blinking and were steeped in evil did not even have the chance to repent and turn over a new leaf.

Of course, that "Book of Life and Death," besides punishing evil and collecting debts, was also used for rewarding good; some heroes and chivalrous men who had done good deeds were also recorded in the book and could be used to exchange for martial arts, weapons, treasures, and so on.

"'Powder Butterfly' Yang Yun." Xiaoxiannv read out another name.

A man walked out from the corner; he was the notorious "Powder Butterfly" Yang Yun, a flower-plucking thief. However, his luck was not very good; he had been active for less than a month and had committed two cases before being sent a "Punish Evil Order."

"Stinking woman, I won't just sit here and be captured."

The appearance of Powder Butterfly Yang Yun was considered handsome, though somewhat pale, and at this moment, it was distorted by fear. He walked step by step toward Xiaoxiannv Zhang Jing, then suddenly let out a sharp shout, his eyes blood-red, and lunged at Zhang Jing.