Chapter 21: Snake-Catching Eagle

Fu Nanhua came to his senses and looked around, not even letting go of the roof of the alley. He didn't notice anything unusual, and took a deep breath quickly, neither moving forward nor retreating. He subconsciously tried to grab the ancestral jade pendant again, but when it failed, he quickly recited a fragment of a Taoist formula. This formula was not a magical power, but it helped him to calm his mind and concentrate his energy. If the state of mind is like a boat on a lake, then this formula acts as an anchor.

He began to turn his back to a wall and walked sideways to the intersection of two alleys. His muscles were tense and he took a defensive posture. He didn't dare to take it lightly. He stared at the alley. In his sight, he saw a boy in straw sandals standing next to Cai Jinjian's body lying in a pool of blood. The boy bent his waist slightly, maintaining a subtle offensive posture, and also stared at him, Fu Nanhua. The two sides confronted each other like tigers and wolves, one to solve the puzzle, the other to survive, each with different reasons. The boy who suddenly appeared should only target Cai Jinjian. In response to Fu Nanhua's appearance, the boy in the alley instinctively showed a posture that meant "I won't offend you if you don't offend me."

Fu Nanhua asked a very unnecessary question, "Did you kill her?"

The boy remained silent, holding the murder weapon in his hand. It was a broken porcelain piece, slightly smaller than his palm, and the part exposed by his fist was extremely sharp. The boy's hands were full of blood. It was unknown whether it was Cai Jinjian's blood or the result of the porcelain piercing his palm, dripping on the ground of the alley. After Fu Nanhua confirmed that there was no one else around, he felt both absurd and relieved. Finally, he cast his eyes on Cai Jinjian's delicate body. Even in this miserable scene, her natural beauty was still intact. She was graceful and her plump chest was slightly up and down. Scarlet blood kept pouring out of her neck and mouth. Her life force was about to be completely cut off, but her strong body, which had been repeatedly tempered by the Qi, made the pain she endured heavier and longer than that of ordinary people.

Fu Nanhua smiled a little, but with a harsh chill in his bones, he asked: "Why do you want to kill her? You have no grudges against this sister. Do you want to kill someone just because she played a joke on you in Niping Lane? When did the town become so lawless? Do you know that killing someone means paying for one's life and owing a debt means paying for one's money? It's the same everywhere."

The boy was like a mute, saying nothing. Fu Nanhua didn't care what the boy was thinking, and began to move forward slowly with firm steps.

He knew that Cai Jinjian was doomed. This was not Yunxia Mountain, a fairy cave filled with immortal spirits. This was a prison of heaven where magic was forbidden. Unless there appeared a land immortal with great cultivation or a golden arhat who was willing to sacrifice most of his cultivation in exchange for her life, it would be possible to suppress her soul and bring her back to life. It was a pity that Cai Jinjian would never have such a great fortune. The saint in the town had a heavy responsibility and looked down on the common people. He would never favor one over the other and would only go with the flow.

On the road of cultivation, there were people who died inexplicably on Yangguan Avenue or on a single-plank bridge fighting for a chance. Although not too many, it was definitely not a rare thing.

If one can achieve immortality by doing things step by step, taking every step carefully, without any disasters, enjoying all the benefits without taking any risks, then the carefree immortal in the eyes of the common people seems to be too worthless.

So Fu Nanhua even made the worst preparations for a life-and-death fight for this trip to the town, but to say that in the town, under the eyes of a local saint, he saw with his own eyes that the temporary ally walking side by side was killed so quickly, and it was the first time that the young city lord of Laolong City was killed by a lowly country bumpkin without dazzling magic weapons and earth-shaking immortals? Fu Nanhua was shocked and could not accept this absurd fact. If it were not for this town, a small person like the straw sandal boy, whose life was as cheap as weeds, would have been an unattainable and great luxury even if he saw Cai Jinjian from Yunxia Mountain from a distance.

Fu Nanhua looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Although I didn't have time to save Fairy Cai, and I couldn't kill you to avenge Fairy Cai, but since I saw you committing a crime with my own eyes, if I don't do something, once it gets out, the golden signboard of Laolong City will be smashed. So I should teach you a lesson both emotionally and rationally. As for how Yunxia Mountain will deal with it and how to give Fairy Cai justice, that's your business."

These high-sounding words of the young master of Laolong City were said to the saint of this side. They were polite words to avoid being too ugly and causing the saint's dislike. There is also a possibility in the future that they were said to the old masters of Yunxia Mountain. Fu Nanhua just wanted to put his best efforts on the table. Otherwise, Fu Nanhua, who had long wanted to kill Cai Jinjian, really wanted to reward the young man in front of him. He accidentally hit it and acted rashly, saving him a lot of trouble. He was really a lucky general of his own.

As Fu Nanhua walked forward, he said, "The way you killed people just now means that your explosive power is much greater than that of an ordinary young man. This is actually quite rare. If there had not been this storm today, you would have had the opportunity to join the army, dare to kill and fight, and if there were some coincidences, you would have been favored by a certain military strategist or a general from a family of warriors on the battlefield, and he would have given you a military strategist's body-building formula and slowly trained your body. In twenty or thirty years, you might have a new world."

As Fu Nanhua walked forward, the young man began to slowly retreat, facing the young master of the old Dragon City with a tall crown and big sleeves.

The slender Fu Nanhua walked in the alley, looking like a jade tree in the wind, with a natural temperament of wealth and grace.

Fu Nanhua stretched out a hand, palm down, hanging on his waist, and said with a smile: "What a pity. You are not lucky, otherwise, according to me, you would have the opportunity to achieve such a high achievement... It is impossible."

Fu Nanhua was amused by his own joke, and his smile became even stronger. When he took a step forward, his foot suddenly hung in the air half a foot above the ground, "Sorry, it should be this high."

It was hard for Fu Nanhua not to be happy.

After entering the town, he first made a deal with Ye Dan, a young man from Niping Lane, and made a huge profit, far beyond his expectations.

Then, Cai Jinjian, who was very likely to be an obstacle to his path, died suddenly in front of him. Not only could he keep his hands clean without blood, but he could also get two bags of gold and copper coins from her body for free, and maybe he could also search out one or two secret treasures of Yunxia Mountain. Even if they were not the treasures of the mountain, they would definitely not be much worse. He didn't believe that Cai Jinjian had no amulets at all. For example, Fu Nanhua, in addition to the old dragon cloth rain pendant which was just a decoy, also had two small things of extremely good quality and high grade, which were almost the most precious treasures in the old dragon city.

Therefore, among the unorthodox monks, there is a popular saying: Collecting corpses for others will be rewarded.

When Fu Nanhua passed by Cai Jinjian's body, he didn't even look at her.

Instead, the faint smell of blood made him feel inexplicably excited.

One step forward and one step back, the two were always more than ten steps apart.

Fu Nanhua only needed to make sure that the boy couldn't run out of the alley. At that time, if he wanted to catch a boy who was born and raised here, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Moreover, the warm body of the beauty behind him was a lesson. Once the boy was given enough breathing space, the "surprise" might fall on his head.

Fu Nanhua seemed to be playing the cat catching the mouse, but in fact he was adjusting his body rhythm. After all, since he officially set foot on the practice at the age of nine, he had never had the opportunity to rely purely on close combat to decide the outcome.

Of course, he didn't need to fight the boy for life and death, as that would make him lose more than he gained. Together with Cai Jinjian, they were two opportunities within his reach, but he had to make sure that this unexpected boy stayed in bed obediently in the near future, and didn't give him any chance to do anything weird.

Fu Nanhua suddenly asked with a smile: "By the way, what's your name?"

The boy, whose hands were bleeding, answered irrelevantly. His dark face was full of the toughness of rural weeds. "You and she may not know that I have a good eye, so when she was chatting with me in Niping Lane, the way you looked at her was exactly the same as the way she looks at me now."

Fu Nanhua was stunned for a moment, and now he really looked at the boy with a new eye, and laughed: "Interesting, really interesting."

Fu Nanhua's words and deeds seemed calm and indifferent, but in fact he had been paying attention to the boy's left hand, which was still dripping with blood.

This shows that the boy's hand strength has not been relaxed. Ordinary people would have been unable to resist the piercing pain.

Only then did Fu Nanhua feel that the previous casual comment of "what a pity" was really right.

Fu Nanhua felt that the time was almost right, and asked the last question of interest, "You killed her so decisively, someone must have tipped you off. I am not curious about his identity. What I can't understand is that you, a child who grew up here, how could you cross the hurdle in your heart so quickly and kill people so...with peace of mind, do you understand this statement? You know, even for me, after the first murder, when the excitement faded, the whole person began to tremble, and I recited the meditation formula for a long time to feel better. Unlike you, you are calm and calm, just like eating and drinking water, this is unreasonable..."

The boy who had been expressionless suddenly showed a horrified look and a panicked face, and looked straight at the direction behind Fu Nanhua, as if the tall woman who had died had come back to life.

The cautious Fu Nanhua turned his head subconsciously, and when his neck turned halfway, his heart was shocked.

When he turned back, because of the height difference, Fu Nanhua's sight, which had been in front of him and at a low angle, could not see the boy!

It was a critical moment.

So.

After making that kind of look and expression, the boy in straw sandals started to sprint without hesitation. After three steps, he suddenly exerted force on his left foot and jumped high. Finally, his right foot stepped on the wall on one side of the alley. After a swift turn, the boy raised his left hand high towards the man with a high hat.

The boy really looked like a snake-catching eagle.