Chapter 268 Can't you sleep?

It was not until this moment that everyone inside and outside the house suddenly realized how perfunctory and clumsy Xiao Yan's performance was, so much so that they could figure out some minor details just by thinking about it casually.

Tong Le had an unsightly expression on his face, staring intently at the two wild cultivators in the hall.

"How dare you play tricks on me?!"

The latter two naturally did not answer. Since entering here, they did not dare to look at Xiao Yan, let alone expose Xiao Yan's poor acting skills.

You must know that when Ji Ruxue went to capture the three people just now, she fought with the two of them. But when she was about to alarm other people in the inn, Xiao Yan only used one hand and two punches to beat the two men half to death without even using his internal strength.

What was even more strange was that when the two were fighting with Ji Ruxue just now, they couldn't use the insect for some reason. It seemed that they were afraid of something and refused to put in any effort, just hiding in their sleeves and pretending to be dead.

It was not until later that the two realized that the girl in purple clothes, Raojiang, was not someone who could be easily bullied...

However, even after figuring this out, the two wild cultivators refused to remind Tong Le. They just stood in the distance, staring at the ground with their heads down, as if they had heard nothing.

In the hall, Tong Yue, who was protected by the old woman behind him, curled the corner of his mouth, and subconsciously took away a centipede that was lying on his forearm and pretending to be powerful, and then asked in a low voice.

"Madame Wu, what do you say?"

The old woman's face was as gloomy as water. She glanced at the old man lying opposite her, gasping for breath, and said in a deep voice, "It's hard to say."

Tong Yue didn't dare to speak anymore.

As for Tong Le, he could only look at Xiao Yan, who still had a faint smile on his face, with an embarrassed expression.

Extremely embarrassing!

Only then did he suddenly realize why Ji Ruxue outside the door suddenly sighed. She was not reminding Xiao Yan, but she clearly knew that Xiao Yan was playing a trick on him, and perhaps she felt it was unnecessary.

Tong Le held his breath and did not waste time to help the old priest who came to protect him. He just hid one hand behind his back and narrowed his eyes: "Do you really want me to punch you three times?"

While speaking, he quietly made a hand gesture, and an extremely tiny two-winged poisonous insect flew out quietly and went straight outside.

Xiao Yan stood there with a smile on his face, seemingly unaware of Tong Le's little move. He just smiled and said, "If three punches don't work, four will work. If five punches doesn't work, we can discuss it."

Tong Le stalled for time and asked, "How do we discuss this?"

"Easy." Xiao Yan suddenly spread his hands, and with a palm, a very strong suction force instantly enveloped the flying insect. Then, in an instant, the insect as small as a fly was gently pinched by him.

"Mr. Tong, just tell me what this is."

Tong Le felt as if he had lost his parents, his heart was in turmoil, but he didn't dare to show any sign of it. He just kept a straight face, but his expression was a little distorted.

"It's ok."

Xiao Yan smiled and turned back, "Chi Meng, come and help me check it."

"okay!"

Chi Meng, who seemed to have watched a dramatic drama, didn't understand why Xiao Yan was so slow, but still jumped in happily. Then, he carefully took the poisonous insect that was not damaged at all, looked at it, and said, "This is a whirlwind fly. It doesn't have much effect, but it flies very fast. It can fly dozens of miles in half an hour. Hmm... But there are not many of these poisonous insects. It is very rare to raise them. Most people won't spend the effort to do so."

Ji Ruxue, who was outside the door, crossed her arms and frowned in thought when she heard that.

The several Tong family poison masters in the hall, whether it was Tong Le who was the leader of this trip, or Tong Yue who had evil intentions in mind, or even the old priest who had fallen to the ground, all looked at the purple-clothed girl standing next to Xiao Yan in horror.

There is only one Chi Meng in the Poison Cave. There is only one family with the surname Chi.

The King of Gu is Chili, and the King of Witches is Chili.

And the Saint Chi Meng.

Tong Le's heart was in turmoil, all kinds of thoughts came to his mind, but he dared not move any more.

He thought that although his martial arts skills were not high, his witchcraft was the best among the younger generation in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave. Even if the situation was critical and he was no match for that smiling young man from the Central Plains, he still had a one in a million chance to escape with the help of his witchcraft. But if it was really the saint who was born in a pile of poisonous insects as rumored, how could his witchcraft skills be enough?

"understood."

Xiao Yan nodded, then looked at Tong Le with a smile: "I guess this is the reason why Master Tong can be so arrogant and dare to decide other people's lives and deaths without even opening his mouth, right?"

Tong Yue on the side remained silent, but the old woman in front of her eyelids trembled.

Tong Le's face was gloomy and he said nothing, constantly thinking of various countermeasures in his mind.

Xiao Yan continued to speak to himself with great interest: "If my guess is correct, Master Tong must have more than one whirlwind fly, maybe two, three, or four? And inside and outside Huailiu Village, it seems that there are more than just Master Tong. So can I assume that at a specific time every day, Master Tong needs to send out a few whirlwind flies to pass a message to his companions outside the village, for example, there is nothing going on in the village, just wait for the call?"

"And it's obvious that this message can't be conveyed by a whirlwind fly. So can I assume that the message conveyed by this whirlwind fly can be understood as, the situation has changed, quickly provide support? Or more directly, let the companions outside the village go back and ask for help, surround the Huailiu Village in three layers? And then chase me all over Raojiang?"

Tong Le's face finally turned pale. Although he still kept a straight face and said nothing, his disordered breathing betrayed his thoughts.

Because there was nothing wrong with what Xiao Yan said, although there were some differences, the meaning was similar.

This so-called whirlwind fly was cast with a secret technique by the Tong family. There were only six of them, and half of them were on him. This matter was of great importance, but it could not be too blatant. Therefore, in addition to the three of them, there were several masters of the tribe hidden outside the village. Each of them was as powerful as the minor heavenly level, and their witchcraft was also a great success. In order to prevent accidents, Tong Le had to release whirlwind flies every day to pass on information to them.
Under normal circumstances, all three were released. If there was a small accident, two were released, which meant that Huailiu Village was not cooperating and needed help from several people outside the village to prevent the news from leaking out. If only one was released, it meant that Tongle himself was in danger of death and needed immediate support from outsiders.

If the poisonous insect was not released, it would naturally mean that Tong Le had been killed. In this case, people outside the village would first notify the clan, and the situation would be different.

Although simple, it is convenient for conveying messages and can also be used to respond to emergencies in time.

Outside the door, looking at Tong Le's pale face, Ji Ruxue suddenly came to her senses.

After Xiao Yan dealt with the two wild cultivators, she and Chi Meng originally wanted to come over and deal with Tong Le and the other three directly, but Xiao Yan insisted on putting on a show. She was confused just now, but now she understood.

Tong Le was fearless. If they had killed several people right away, Tong Le might have fought to the death and would not have let a single whirlwind fly out, so they would not have noticed this detail. When daybreak came, Tong Le's backup plan outside the village would immediately take action. If he came directly to the village, it would be fine, but what if he went back to get reinforcements?

The most important thing is that they don’t know how Tong Le’s so-called back-up plan was arranged, how many people were outside the village, and where they were.

She and Xiao Yan came to Raojiang not to kill people. Whether they wanted to deal with the war in Nanping Kingdom or for Xiao Yan's personal affairs, they could not allow themselves to be involved in such entanglement at this time.

Especially since they brought Chi Meng, a key person, with them, if their whereabouts and information were exposed, then it would obviously be very troublesome. The Tong family alone was nothing, the Ten Thousand Poison Cave and the entire Shiwan Mountain were the real threats.

The unknown danger is the abyss.

Ji Ruxue frowned, and sure enough, she saw that Tongle suddenly laughed after being silent for a long time, and then sat back slowly: "So what? I admit that I underestimated you, a Central Plains person, but so what? Come on, kill me..."

He patted his face and sneered: "Do you dare? If you dare to touch me, you will never be able to leave Raojiang!"

"Bah!" Chi Meng really hated this person so much that she gritted her teeth and said with her hands on her hips, "Why are you so arrogant! This Saint..."

“Saintess?” Tong Le sneered again, crossed his legs and said leisurely, “So what if I’m a saintess? Everyone in the Poison Cave knows that you, Saintess Chi Meng, and Junior Sacrifice Officer You Chuan are sinners? You two colluded with the Nanping Kingdom and stole the Golden Silkworm Gu of the Witch King, hoping to use this to get the Central Plains masters to save the Gu King, and even gave the Northern Frontier to the Central Plains people. Humph, what, this kid is the Central Plains master?!”

Chi Meng was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Yan frowned. Ji Ruxue outside the door was also a little surprised and frowned in thought.

"The golden silkworm Gu originally belonged to my father!" Chi Meng clenched her fists angrily, forgetting that the first thing she had to do was to prove that she and You Chuan had not betrayed Rao Jiang. Tong Le seemed to be happy to see this happen. He did not hide his gaze and looked at the saint who he had never had the chance to meet before. Now he felt relieved.

It's not that he is not afraid of death, but he is sure that Xiao Yan will not do anything to him. He is the only one who knows how to release the whirlwind flies and how many to release. Even Tong Yue and the two accompanying priests don't know, let alone the location of the tribesmen outside the village.

Who told his father to favor him the most?

"Can this little thing be controlled?" Xiao Yan suddenly asked.

Chi Meng was stunned for a moment, watching him pointing at the whirlwind fly.

She thought about it for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Yes..."

Before the voice had completely fallen, everyone only heard a sudden shock in the hall, and Xiao Yan's figure disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he had pinched Tong Le's neck with one hand, lifted him up from the seat, and hung him in the air.

Looking up, the young master of the Tong family, who was still fearless, suddenly felt his whole body shaking as if struck by lightning. His face turned red and he could only subconsciously slap Xiao Yan's arms with both hands. It was so unexpected that at the critical moment of life and death, he couldn't even use the witchcraft.

"I've given you three ways out, why don't you take them down? Do you really want me to kill someone?" Xiao Yan still had a faint smile on his face.

Tong Le kept making hoarse sounds and was unable to reply.

The old woman at the side had already picked up Tong Yue and rushed out, but she did not dare to rescue Tong Le and the old priest at all.

But faster than her, a Tang sword was suddenly thrown out from the hall, passed by her and instantly fell into Ji Ruxue's hands.

The old woman's heart suddenly trembled and she stepped back in panic.

The sound of a sword being drawn was heard suddenly, a cold light filled like a full moon, and a frosty air filled the sky, blowing in the old woman's face. Even as she retreated, she still had to try her best to muster up her inner strength to resist the biting cold.

However, Ji Ruxue, dressed in a blue shirt, followed closely behind him. There was a frosty feeling on the spine of the knife. She pressed down on the old woman's shoulder. The knife energy directly shattered several poisonous insects that the latter had just used. The old woman fell to her knees with a bang and fell heavily to the ground. From the sound, it was obvious that her leg bones had suddenly broken, and then she collapsed to the ground.

Ji Ruxue glanced at Tong Yue, whose face was pale, and swung her Tang sword lightly. The centipede hidden in the latter's sleeve was broken into two halves before it could fly out. A layer of frost covered the whole body, and the latter could not be deader.

"He doesn't hit women, I do."

Ji Ruxue sheathed the knife, held it in her hand, and stood guard in the yard.

The two wild cultivators trembled with fear, swallowed their saliva, and dared not raise their heads.

"Miss, you are so domineering!" Chi Meng clapped his hands vigorously.

The old priest of the Tong family, who originally wanted to lie down and die, was in a state of panic. He bit his tongue hard and was about to use his most hidden witchcraft. However, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the young man from the Central Plains suddenly came over with the suspended Tong Le in his hand.

The old man was horrified and instantly became furious. A heart-drilling insect that could bite through stone jumped out and rushed straight to Xiao Yan's face.

However, Xiao Yan just snapped his fingers and hit the lightning-fast Heart-Drilling Gu, and then stepped on the old man's forehead and suddenly exerted force, and the sound of the strong energy was like wind and thunder.

Another kick.

The old man's head sank deep into the pit. The controlled Heart-Drilling Gu, without its master, fled in panic, but was swallowed by a toad that suddenly jumped out of the small gourd on Chi Meng's waist.

Tong Le, who was hanging in the air, was already seeing stars, but seeing this scene, he was still trembling with fear all over.

Xiao Yan turned his head and looked at him, his face indifferent, and indigo light began to flash in his eyes.

In a moment, Tong Le, with dilated pupils, collapsed to the ground, breathing out but not in, and he was already in death.

"Is he dead?" Chi Meng was a little worried. He threw away the toad that was planning to eat all the poisonous insects crawling out of Tong Le in one go and whispered, "Will it cause you some trouble?"

"He tricked me." Xiao Yan squatted down, picked up a bell from Tong Le's arms, shook his head, and then said: "Just release a whirlwind fly. This thing can find people outside by itself, and then under normal circumstances, these people will come into the village..."

But he thought about it and said, "No hurry, let all three go at 9:00 p.m. tomorrow."

Chi Meng nodded naturally. She was just curious about why Xiao Yan knew all this, but when she saw Ji Ruxue outside didn't have any doubts at all, she felt embarrassed to ask.

So, inside and outside the hall, except for the two wild cultivators, there were four people, two dead and one injured. The old woman had both legs broken and had fainted from the pain. Only Tongyue was left in the group of four. She was huddled in a corner with her arms folded, about to cry, looking so pitiful.

Just looking at her appearance, you would never have thought that this cute little girl would always talk about killing Xiao Yan and his group.

"come here."

Xiao Yan sat in the main seat belonging to Tong Le and waved to Tong Yue.

The latter looked at the three people on the ground, their lives unknown, with a bleak face. She opened her mouth to plead for herself: "Don't kill me, hero. From now on, I am willing to serve you as a slave..."

Chi Meng was so angry that he was speechless. This bad guy, why didn't he think of letting others go when he said he wanted to kill someone?
Xiao Yan ignored Tong Yue's crying and just waved his hand. The sheathed sword was unsheathed again and he pointed at the latter from a distance.

With his life hanging by a thread, Tong Yue stopped talking instantly.

"I ask, you answer. If you don't answer well, go chase your brother down there. There's still time."

The latter's heart trembled and he nodded repeatedly.

Xiao Yan's face was indifferent: "Tell me the purpose of your visit to Huailiu Village in detail. You know, it's best not to miss any details. Also, the so-called betrayal of the Saint Girl and the Young Sacrifice Official must be explained clearly."

Tongyue did not dare to be careless and hurriedly knelt on the ground and began to narrate.

As for whether it was true or not, Xiao Yan could naturally judge, because he was still digesting Tong Le's bad memories of the past twenty years.

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To the south of Huailiuzhai, there is a temple, which is said to be dedicated to some mountain god. However, Raojiang is too vast and the gods worshipped are too numerous to mention, so it is naturally difficult for outsiders to tell which god is in the temple.

In winter, when the moon is above the branches and the sky is cold and blue, even in Raojiang, it is freezing cold at night.

Five people were crowded in the temple, making a fire to keep warm. They were complaining to each other. From what they heard, it was nothing more than that the clan leader was doing unnecessary things. If they were going to do it, they should just do it quickly and follow the young master into the village, kill half of the population of Huailiu Village in a few days, gather the bodies as soon as possible and send them back to the Ten Thousand Poison Cave.

Among them was a middle-aged man who was the leader. He had a gloomy face and said nothing. He thought that as a master close to the middle-level level, he had to stay in this remote place for several days waiting just to prevent the impossible accident. Wouldn't that make people resentful?
However, the Tong family had won the support of the Witch King, and the reward for this trip was not bad. He was too lazy to care about it, and just listened to the complaints of a few of the entourage from time to time.

Not long after, when several people had just left someone to keep watch and were about to rest, they suddenly heard a noise outside the temple. From a distance, it sounded like a flute, but the tune was very bad, with no rhythm at all, and it was extremely unpleasant to the ear.

After a moment, a handsome man with fluttering sleeves walked in playing the flute. It seemed that he saw someone in the temple, so he politely put away the brand new bone flute in his hand.

"Can't you sleep, too?"

There was one with a bad temper among the five. Although he was afraid that this person would dare to hang around the Huailiu Village where zombies were rampant in the middle of the night, he relied on his own numbers and still shouted angrily: "Put away your rotten thing and get away. What are you bragging about? Are you looking for death in the middle of the night?"

"What's wrong with you? Using bones to make a flute is bad luck."

The handsome man frowned, then stepped in and closed the temple door casually.

The night was dark and the moon was waning, the winter was cold, the mountains were silent, and the sky was cloudless. On the mountains, in and outside the temples, wherever you looked, there was a peaceful atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)