Evil Strategies
chapter 42
Chapter 42
Shen Qingqiu decided to "borrow" someone else's clothes to wear. Who would have thought that once he finished "borrowing" and jumped down from the roof, he would find some people staring at him with wide eyes as he turned around?
The enemies he had encountered on this narrow street1 were actually the same disciples he had seen last night when the festival was going on smoothly. He didn't say a word. The man who was the leader of the other group immediately took out his weapon and shouted with insanity: "Shen Qingqiu, you are really in this city! Today, my disciples who pretend to be iron will uphold justice in the name of heaven! ”
It was really a standard script but why is there now a section about “enforcing justice in the name of heaven?” Yesterday, weren't they talking about the gift from Huan Hua Palace? Is it fun to say one thing behind someone and another when they are dealing with each other?
By the way, what's with this "iron hand? I never heard of it!
Shen Qingqiu was too lazy to care about them. He threw some newly created talismans that stuck themselves onto the foreheads of the cultivators. Their limbs became stiff and none of them had a chance to block the talisman.
Shen Qingqiu was in a bad mood. After he finished attaching the talismans to those people, he slowly made a movement as if he was tearing something apart.
The next moment, the disciples discovered that they had no control over their bodies and were moving on their own.
"What are you doing?! Why are you ripping my clothes off ?! ”
"Didn't you also tear my clothes ?!"
“Senior apprentice brother! Pardon me! I can't control my hand! "
Shen Qingqiu turned into a new, plain, and simple white outfit and did not look back as she walked away.
After walking a few steps, Sheng Qingqiu saw that there were many people coming to Huayue City, attracted by the search for the person being sought.
Even if many cultivators took off their uniforms and wore ordinary clothes, pretending to be ordinary people sitting in roadside stalls, their attitudes were too different from ordinary people. Shen Qingqiu found it impossible to continue like this. He smeared yellow makeup on his face and carefully glued the beard. 3When everything was ready, he slowly walked back to the road.
Looking up at the sky, he saw that the clouds were thin and thin. They seem to spread gradually. If no unforeseen accidents happen, this afternoon would be the best time.
When Shen Qingqiu lowered her head, she saw a snow-white, slender figure flashed, her movements quick and light. His face is very handsome.
Liu Qingge's!
The axe man has arrived! Shen Qingqiu's eyes twinkled. He was just about to catch up with the figure when, suddenly, he heard a beautiful voice scolding someone from inside a wine shop: "What are you saying with your dirty mouth ?!"
The voice is soft and sweet. It sounded so familiar that Shen Qingqiu could not help but stop. His eyes were on the source. Suddenly, there was the sound of things crashing and people passing by started watching the commotion.
At this time, another girl snorted and said, “Hmph, why don't people say it? No wonder this piece of trash, Sheng Qingqiu, came out of the Cang Qiong Mountain sect! All of you, especially the people from Qing Jing Peak, naturally want to cover up your embarrassment! Ha! Unfortunately, the whole world already knew what kind of person he was. You think you can cover it up ?! ”
His voice is full of revenge. The girl who spoke earlier immediately replied, “Shizun is by no means the type of person who would do such a thing. Don't you dare slander him! ”
Who else would speak so well of him now if not Ning Yingying?
Ming Fan's voice also rang out: "We are only polite to you to give the Old Palace Master some face, so watch your mouth and speak politely, too!"
Although the most important thing for Shen Qingqiu at the moment was to find Liu Qingge, seeing the atmosphere here, everything was not right. He paused for a moment, fearing that the Qing Jing Peak disciples might suffer losses. He decided to stay there just in case everything went sideways. Better to wait and see.
The first floor of the wine shop was clearly divided into two factions.
On one side were the two leaders, Ming Fan and Ning Yingying, while behind them was a group of Qing Jing Peak disciples. Each of them had an angry expression on their faces. On the other side was the Young Palace Mistress, standing in front of the others with her hands on her hips. The Huan Hua Palace disciples behind him had already pulled their weapons and the expressions on their faces were even more hateful.
Two young girls, both with delicate and refined figures and each with a different type of beauty. The two stood gracefully, convinced of their own truth. Although the air was filled with crackling and burning sparks, this scene was also very interesting.
Luo Binghe, once again there is fire in your backyard – no, the Qing Jing Peak disciples have come to this place and they are clashing with the people from Huan Hua Palace. This situation really embodies the expression “enemies meet in the narrow way. ”4
Shen Qingqiu ventured to imagine that if she were to leave now, Qing Jing Peak would definitely suffer a huge loss. You know, this Young Palace Mistress is so arrogant that no one dares to fight her, except for Luo Binghe! Brutally beating people up was not an extraordinary thing for him! 5
The Young Palace Mistress snorted. “Not that kind of person? Then tell me! Why did he escape his punishment? And he also .... also ... is also doing that kind of thing! "His voice was full of hatred as he gritted his teeth and his eyes reddened.
Ning Yingying chimed, “Shizun has not been punished. What do you mean by 'escape to avoid punishment'? It is not clear who did it. Our sect of Cang Qiong Mountain has not blamed you people of Huan Hua Palace for being too trusting and suspicious. You insist on locking the Lord of Qing Jing Peak in your water prison. If that doesn't happen then things won't get this far! "
The reason for all those problems was actually not the protagonist but him?
Sheng Qingqiu's hands began to sweat and Shen's heart was certain to be humbled.
At the same time, the dark clouds in his heart also became thicker.
Seeing the attitude of these people, something must have happened in Huan Hua Palace after he left. Now a new grudge is added to all the old grudges, and everything is in his head.
The Young Place Mistress is very angry —— indeed, Shen Qingqiu thinks that her default state is a big rage: “So you mean Huan Hua Palace is to blame for wooing disaster ?! Fine, fine! The Cang Qiong Mountain Sect was truly amazing in throwing its weight haughtily. Instead of apologizing, you act wild in front of the victim's family! With this kind of moral integrity, unexpectedly you still dare to boast of yourself as the number one cultivation sect in the world! How absurd! ”
Shen Qingqiu was stunned to hear his speech, which was said in a beautiful and clear voice. How could Yingying's innocent, unfazed, and ridiculous words suddenly be so slicing? Why would the Young Palace Mistress act like a mad dog just let her out of her cage, ready to be bitten?
Ning Yingying added: "My Qing Jing peak has always been known for her hospitality and Shizun has taught us well. One should not argue with children with a dirty mouth. That's why we tolerated your behavior until now. Have you finished cursing? If you are done, then go! Don't interrupt our meal time. I don't want to eat again after I see you. "Then he took a cup of tea from the table and poured it on the other person's feet.
The Young Palace Mistress dodged, but a few drops of tea splashed onto the edge of her skirt. He said, "You, you ******!"
This time, Ming Fan stopped eating. While throwing her chopsticks, she laughed grimly and said, “Don't think that just because you're the daughter of the Old Palace Master that we're afraid of. By the way, you're just a spoiled daddy girl and you're not even from the same generation. Grumbled? I don't think anyone here is more annoying than you. Huan Hua Palace lost face because of you! "
Shen Qingqiu was shocked.
In the past, the Qing Jing Peak disciples had always been obedient and submissive in front of him. They don't even dare to fart. When he told them to feed the chickens, they did not dare to go for a walk with the dog. When he told them to cook for him, they did not dare to boil the porridge. But as it turns out, they like to run around when going to play outside.
The face of the Young Palace Mistress turned pale with anger. Moreover, he had heard from Qin Wanyue that this gentle-looking little witch in front of him had been a fellow disciple with Luo Binghe for many years. The two of them are childhood playmates who become childhood lovers! Envy and hatred mixed into one and the Young Palace Mistress suddenly raised her hand. A dark shadow like a poisonous snake slid out from his sleeves.
****! That's a new whip!
Seeing that a fight was finally about to begin, the customers who had been sitting inside the wine shop quickly and efficiently rushed out. As they passed by Shen Qingqiu, he noticed that they all looked strangely calm. It seemed like the people in Huayue City were used to this sort of thing. In fact, with unparalleled skill, the maid even managed to settle everyone's total bill.
The Young Master of the Palace, as the beloved daughter of the Old Palace Master, had received a lot of martial arts training. His weapon was also extraordinary so his whip attacks were fierce. As for Ning Yingying, she was the little junior apprentice sister that everyone at Qing Jing Peak liked. He rarely faced dangerous situations and had almost no actual combat experience. His sword swung left and right, but it proved that soon he would not be able to fend off the attack. Ming Fan wanted to help but how could he enter the high-grade iron whip dance circle? He could only watch the fight anxiously. When Shen Qingqiu saw how she was doing, she took the green leaves from the flower bed at her feet and threw them out.
The soft green leaves, filled with spiritual power, collided with the high-grade iron whip. Unexpectedly, they all heard the sound of two loud objects piercing each other. The Young Palace Mistress was unaware of something strange, but she felt the place between her thumb and forefinger was already numb. His grip on the whip loosened and loosened.
Ning Yingying was also confused. He was just about to swing his sword when he saw that the Young Palace Mistress no longer had the weapons to block his attack. Fearing that he might stab the Young Palace Mistress with his sword, Ning Yingying quickly drew her sword. However, the Young Palace Mistress was very quick to react. After his weapon slipped out of his grasp, he used the momentum of his arm to slap Ning Yingying.
With a loud sound of a hand hitting the flesh, one side of Ning Yingying's face was slapped.
Curse it!!!
Looking at the five fingerprints on Ning Yingying's face and how half of her face was swollen, one could clearly see how ruthless her opponent's hand was. Shen Qingqiu's heart was in pain.
I never hit my disciple but you dare to hit him ?!
Ning Yingying's pretty face was now asymmetrical – flat on one side and swollen on the other. It looks so ugly. The attitude of Young Palace Mistress was filled with evil pride as she rubbed her wrists, raised her chin, and laughed: “Since Shizunmu has not taught you, then this Palace Master will teach you. The first thing you need to learn is that when people speak, they should observe the correct behavior and speech. ”
Who do you think you are going to teach my students at my place ?!
Ming Fan unsheathed his sword and shouted, "******! That's too far! Let's fight with them! ”
The other Qing Jing disciples had long since been unable to bear the humiliation. Now that their junior-apprentice sister was beaten up, how could they bear it again ?! The others shouted and unsheathed their swords. Their weapons are brilliant.
Shen Qingqiu's mind raced as she tried to think of a way to take care of Young Palace Mistress without causing bloodshed or revealing her whereabouts. Suddenly, he noticed that one of the Huan Hua Palace disciples was acting strangely. His appearance was one hundred percent suspicious.
Shen Qingqiu looked at the man for only two seconds before her heart started to beat, crying that something was terribly wrong.
I'm afraid it's not easy to get out of here.
At first glance, the disciple actually looked very ordinary. He was in the middle of a group of Huan Hua Palace disciples but he trembled and refused to meet anyone's eyes.
Shen Qingqiu noticed it because her face was one color, her neck was another color, and her left and right hands were also two different colors. Moreover, in the midst of the situation where everyone was alive, he did not draw his sword, shout, or look at anyone angrily. He simply lowered his head among the crowd of Huan Hua Palace disciples as if he was a pickpocket waiting for an opportunity.
As far as Shen Qingqiu knew, there was only one type of person who would behave like this.
Ming Fan was busy fighting people as he turned around and shouted: "Young apprentice sister! How are you?"
Ning Yingying was dazed for some time, as if she had been beaten silly before she came to a realization. His face was red, white, angry and crying, as he fought using his sword. He had experienced humiliation when he was too gentle. This time, he showed no mercy.
Outside, among the crowd of spectators, Shen Qingqiu saw an old cat with its tail curling in the air, lazily licking its fur and basking in the sun. He picked it up and threw it into the wine shop. The old cat was frightened and roared loudly as he fled between the two groups of people. Shen Qingqiu lowered her head while following him, sneaking into the battlefield.
When someone mysteriously entered the room, both sides were shocked. Ning Yingying was afraid of harming innocent people and was a little hesitant to continue. On the other hand, the Young Palace Mistress did not hesitate at all. He took his whip and started fighting. Shen Qingqiu chased after the old cat, shouting out the name she had just given. Ning Yingying did not dare to move amidst this chaos. Surprisingly, he felt as if his elbows were being supported by something and his shoulders were being pushed. His sword moved with almost no input from him as it danced and flashed with a silvery light.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of a hand hitting the flesh twice. The Young Palace Mistress covered her face, becoming mute and frozen on the spot.
These two voices were louder and clearer than when he slapped Ning Yingying earlier.
Just now everyone in both groups saw how Ning Yingying moved her hand, slapping the Young Palace Mistress with one hand then the other, consecutively quickly. At that moment, everyone stopped fighting as if by mutual agreement.
⁇ (yuan jia l zhangai) – is literally "enemy on a narrow path" which means an inevitable clash between opposing factions. The word used here is actually ⁇ (ba qi) which is literally "dominating" but it sounds weird so I use the synonyms I use. ⁇ mustache; Goatee Same as before – ⁇ (yuan jia zhangai) – literally “enemies in narrow streets” which means inevitable clashes between opposing factions ⁇ (jia chang bian fn) – literally “eat simple ala home. ”In other words, this is a common occurrence; nothing out of the ordinary