bookandnovel Chapter 52: Have I become an easy target?
Chapter 52: Have I become an easy target?
After leaving the Zhao residence, Lu Yuan and his two companions did not head directly southwest.
Instead, they went against the grain and headed north.
There must be many spies from the Changsheng Chamber of Commerce within Fengtian City.
If they were to head straight for the southwest in a very open manner, it would be tantamount to exposing their whereabouts.
The safest way is to first head north out of Fengtian City and disappear into the vast mountains and forests.
Under the cover of night, they meandered like ghosts, quietly arriving at the dilapidated mountain god temple.
There are still twelve hours until 8 p.m., plenty of time!
Lu Yuan had considered asking Aunt Qin for help.
Aunt Qin's younger brother is a member of the Fengtian City Security Corps.
Lu Yuan's rank was unknown, but he was able to bring a squad of soldiers to the Zhao family last night...
That definitely isn't at the squad leader level; it must be much higher.
But then I thought better of it.
The Changsheng Chamber of Commerce is a large chamber of commerce with impressive connections in Fengtian City.
Even if Aunt Qin's brother were willing to help mobilize troops to besiege the Broken Mountain Temple in the southwest.
But such a major personnel change is bound to leak out.
If the Wang family moves to a different location, Lu Yuan will have nowhere to go!
This is the best opportunity yet; if you miss it this time, you'll really miss it next time!
As for Lu Yuan leading Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan to the Broken Mountain Temple in the southwest, what are their chances of success?
Lu Yuan felt that his chances of winning were quite high.
Just look at Lu Yuan's face—so young that anyone could look down on him.
Of course, the Wang family knew that Lu Yuan was very powerful.
But the Wang family, who were destined to die, were unaware that Lu Yuan had already advanced to the rank of Celestial Master!
One step to becoming a celestial master, the next step to becoming a mortal.
The difference is like heaven and earth.
If the opponent underestimates him even slightly, that will be the moment for Lu Yuan to deliver the decisive blow!
……
The night was as dark as ink; it was three quarters past 7 PM.
The cold moonlight could not penetrate the thick clouds.
Lu Yuan took out the old brass pocket watch from his pocket, the hands pointing precisely to 7:40.
They circled around all day and finally, at 5 p.m. when the sky was completely dark, they sneaked to their designated location.
In a dried-up earthen pit, the three lay motionless like stone statues for more than two hours, blending their presence into the surrounding stillness.
it's time.
The three of them silently leaped out of the pit, stretching their stiff limbs without making a sound.
Under the cover of the thick darkness, he moved like the wind, heading straight for the last mass grave ahead.
The moment we passed through the mass grave, the last ray of moonlight in the sky was completely swallowed up by the dark clouds.
The compasses in the hands of the three men had stopped spinning.
Instead, it was as if it were being whipped wildly by an invisible hand, crashing against the inner wall of the bronze plate with a mournful "clanging" sound!
Something's not right!!
Logically, if the Wang family were to release all the evil power of the "Book of Evil Spirits" and direct it towards the Zhao family...
Therefore, although this place is a ritual altar and has heavy malevolent energy, it should be in a state of outward release.
But now, the malevolent energy here is like a black hole that only goes in and never out, so dense that it's extremely concentrated!
"Brother Lu...this murderous aura..."
Wang Chengan gripped the peach wood sword in his hand, and a thin layer of frost appeared on the blade.
Lu Yuan stopped and looked at the dilapidated mountain god temple a hundred paces away.
The temple's outline is blurred, resembling a crouching giant beast.
There were no lights, no sounds, not even the chirping of insects.
It's too quiet.
It was unusually quiet.
Eight o'clock is the golden time for setting up an altar and performing rituals.
Even if the other party has other plans and postpones it to nine or ten o'clock, there should be signs of preparation by now.
It shouldn't be like this... so lifeless.
Could it be that the magic circle isn't here?
The idea had barely formed when Lu Yuan rejected it himself.
If it's not here, then where does this terrifying malevolent energy come from?
Lu Yuan took a deep breath and took out the "Da Guan Tong Bao · Imperial Brush Gold Inscription" from his pocket.
The ancient coin felt slightly warm in my palm, and the inscription glowed with a pale golden light.
He held the copper coin under his tongue, a method the old man had taught him.
By nourishing it with the essence and blood of the tongue, one can temporarily endow the ritual implement with the ability to "dispel falsehoods and reveal truth".
At this moment, Lu Yuan was looking around...
Lu Yuan then immediately squatted down and lightly touched the ground with his fingers.
The soil was icy cold, covered with a very faint, almost invisible layer of gray powder.
Lu Yuan picked up a bit and smelled it; it was incense ash!
It's a mixture of corpse oil and spider lily pollen.
This is the residue of "Soul-Guiding Incense," and it's ashes that have been burning for at least three days and three nights!
This is the execution ground!
The altar of the King of Destiny is right here!
But what about the altar?
What about people?
Lu Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran down his spine.
A terrible thought exploded in his mind.
Could it be... that thing kept in the "Book of Evil Spirits" isn't going to the Zhao family at all tonight, but is waiting for me here instead?!
At the same time, eerie, grating laughter seemed to seep out from the cracks in the temple's bricks.
"You only realized it now?"
"He does have some skill, though!"
Two figures slowly emerged from the depths of the dilapidated temple.
On the left is a hunchbacked old man wearing a faded blue cloth long gown.
On the twisted locust wood cane in his hand, a string of dried human finger bones made a slight but eerie clanging sound as he walked.
On the right is a middle-aged woman with a withered face and sunken eyes that look like two black holes.
He clutched a dark booklet that exuded an ominous aura tightly in his arms.
The Book of Evil Spirits!
Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan tensed up instantly, as if facing a formidable enemy. Their peach wood swords were already drawn, the tips pointing directly at the approaching figures.
A cold glint flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, standing ramrod straight, his right hand already forming a seal in his sleeve.
"Using the Seven Killings Soul-Severing Formation to cultivate the 'Book of Evil Spirits,' aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"
The hunchbacked old man let out a strange laugh, a sound like the hooting of an owl:
"We, the King of Fate, are in the business of intercepting heavenly secrets and dictating fate. What is divine retribution to us!"
As for the hunchbacked old man's words, Lu Yuan frowned and said coldly:
"That's really strange. Since it's a business transaction, the Changsheng Chamber of Commerce is spending money to buy my Aunt Qiao'er's life, not mine."
"You've set a trap to kill me here, aren't you going to do the job?"
"Judging by your display tonight, any Taoist sect outside the pass who isn't blind will swarm here tomorrow."
"This is your only chance, and you're going to use it to kill me?"
Lu Yuan hadn't expected that his words would hit the hunchbacked old man's sore spot so precisely.
The old man's strange smile froze instantly, turning into extreme resentment and rage, and he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the ground.
"Oh shit!!"
He roared hoarsely, his laughter no longer a strange laugh, but a furious outburst as he pointed at Lu Yuan's nose and cursed:
"Who knew you, you scoundrel, had Shen Jizhou's precious daughter left with the Zhao family?!"
When the old man learned that Shen Shulan was in charge of the Zhao family today, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood and died on the spot.
Oh shit!!
That's Shen Jizhou's daughter!
How did this kid get this?!
Besides, everyone knows that Shen Jizhou's daughter is just as stubborn as him!
She said she would stay at the Zhao family's house tonight, and she will stay there, even if it means her death!
To kill Zhao Qiao'er, you must first kill Shen Shulan.
That's where the problem comes in.
In this region beyond the Great Wall, to kill Shen Jizhou's daughter...
Then he can kill the Wang family and they won't have to worry about the future!
Pack your things, and take a boat directly from Lushunkou to Japan. Even the dog of the daytime god had foreseen its fate!
"oh."
"Understood"
Lu Yuan said expressionlessly:
"They're taking me for a fool."
After the hunchbacked old man finished cursing viciously, he seemed to have no intention of arguing with Lu Yuan anymore.
"I have a hundred ways to kill you. I'll use your soul and corpse to lure Shen Shulan out!"
"Tonight, you and your Aunt Qiao'er will die together!!"
After saying that, he slammed his locust wood cane into the ground.
"The Seven Fiends manifest, a hundred ghosts roam the night—begin!"
Seven streams of black energy shot into the sky, condensing into seven hideous ghostly figures in the air.
Each path exudes a different ominous aura: sickness, death, separation, destruction, disability, decline, and extinction.
Seven extremely malevolent thoughts materialized, accompanied by a soul-tearing shriek, and rushed towards Lu Yuan and the other two at the same time!
Lu Yuan simply watched quietly.
Soft persimmon?
Today I'll show you what true divine lightning looks like!!