Chapter 31: Sickly Big Bug
“People from the Pounding House?!”
A chill flashed in Instructor Lin’s eyes, and he nodded to Huo Yue, signaling him to cover his back.
Instructor Lin took a deep breath, his arms suddenly spreading out as violent force made his sleeves flap loudly.
He stepped forward and leaped, leaving only a shallow, continuous footprint in the sand, and arrived in front of the pile of rocks.
Top of the head leading, hips opened, arms curved and stored, Great Accomplishment Fist!
Rumbling!
The giant rock that two people could barely hug exploded from the middle with a bang, rolling stones and billowing smoke.
Instructor Lin’s body followed his fist, the whole person seeming to ‘burrow’ into the giant rock, whistling as he smashed toward the person behind the rock.
At the same time,
Arrows whistled, twisting streams of air, howling as they came.
The shadowy figure hiding behind the pile of rocks flailed in panic, barely standing up to meet the attack.
The people a bit farther away also showed shock in their eyes and hurriedly tried to come to the rescue.
“Eh?”
With just one clash, Instructor Lin keenly noticed something was off.
Why was the cultivation method of the person opposite so familiar?
Instructor Lin abruptly withdrew his fist and said in a deep voice, “Tang Jie?”
From the smoke and dust came a stunned voice,
“Lin Shou Zhuo?”
Moments later.
Both groups of people came out, staring at each other wide-eyed, faces full of bewilderment.
Tang Jie and the others were another group managing the area, the Water Carriers on Jinyuan Street.
They just belonged to a different Landlord.
And Tang Jie himself was the brother of Old Ghost Tang, who had died in the well a few days ago.
This was a case of big water flooding the Dragon King Temple!
Instructor Lin’s face was as black as pot soot, and he cursed, “You idiots, why are you here!”
Tang Jie’s forearm was bent at an unnatural angle, clearly smashed concave by Instructor Lin’s fist force!
Tang Jie was both angry and aggrieved, saying,
“Then why are you here?! You can burn the granary for revenge, but we can’t come? My brother died unjustly too!”
Instructor Lin said nothing more.
Fine, Tang Jie and these people were no slouches in skill, carefully selected, a total of nine people.
They were already here, so let’s go together.
Seeing Instructor Lin tacitly approve, Sun Xiao immediately took the lead, tearing a notch in his right sleeve and then binding it with a cloth strip.
“Then let’s use this as a mark to distinguish friend from foe, to avoid friendly fire!”
Seeing this, the others followed suit, tearing their sleeves and wrapping cloth, then advancing together toward the Rice Barn!
Crack!
The moonlight was devoured by dark clouds, and suddenly a startling thunderclap rang out.
Then torrential rain poured down.
Not far away, lights flickered sporadically, and scattered voices and dog barks mixed in the wind and rain.
Instructor Lin and the others had tense faces, sorted their weapons, and plunged into the darkness.
……
Rice Barn Mountain in the desolate mountain was surrounded by walls on all sides, with seven or eight large and small warehouses standing inside, and a few low tile-roofed houses for the guards to rest and live daily.
Due to being controlled by the Pounding House, few people came to Rice Barn Mountain on ordinary days, all warehouses were locked with iron doors, leaving only palm-sized skylights for ventilation—even rats couldn’t get in.
At this moment with the sudden downpour, everyone except those patrolling outside had hidden in the tile-roofed houses.
Pitch black, limited entertainment.
If it were the usual habit, on such a rainy night, the Pounding House crowd would either play Pai Gow or call some wild prostitutes for fun.
But today, everyone had solemn expressions, very serious.
Either pacing back and forth under the eaves, watching the surroundings; or practicing martial arts with standing meditation, extremely diligent.
Everyone’s gazes occasionally sneaked toward the figure sitting cross-legged on the bed inside the house, closing eyes and nourishing spirit.
Just one glance, then quickly withdrawing their eyes, as if caught thieving.
It gave quite the sense of schoolboys being watched by a strict teacher.
The man inside was in his forties, wearing black silk lantern pants and a white coarse cloth jacket, with a broad forehead and flat top, skin and flesh full in the heavenly warehouse.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, yet like a tiger crouching, majestic without anger.
“The Warehouse people have checked, right?”
A calm voice came from inside the house.
A big man hurried over, squeezing a fawning smile on his ferocious face,
“Master Yang, we’ve patrolled four or five times, not a single grain missing!”
With that, the big man handed over a string of keys.
Master Yang slowly opened his eyes, gaze like a torch, pupils clean without a trace of impurity; staring too long even gave the illusion of the mind being drawn into those eyes.
Master Yang took the keys and hung them at his waist.
The big man kept his head low, not daring to look at Master Yang’s eyes.
“Tell the brothers to be careful; the Pounding House is handling big business lately, no slacking.”
“Yes, Master Yang! I’ll go instruct them right away.”
Master Yang nodded, about to say more, when his ear twitched slightly; he suddenly stood up and went to the window, looking toward the black night outside.
“Someone’s coming?”
Master Yang frowned.
“Quick, open the door!!”
“Damn it, you lazy bastards, why so slow!”
“Brother Zhuang? Quick, let Brother Zhuang in.”
“Brother Zhuang, so late and with heavy rain, why are you here?”
The door hinges turned, and the gate opened.
Zhuang Kun grumbled as he ran under the eaves to avoid the rain, while the others hurriedly carried sacks and put them into the granary.
“Goods arrived?”
Master Yang’s loud voice came, and in just a few breaths, he appeared in front of Zhuang Kun.
“Master Yang, goods arrived, thirty boxes this time, all top-notch prime goods! I have them on me!”
Seeing the arrival, Zhuang Kun nodded and bowed obsequiously.
But Zhuang Kun had neither packages nor hidden items, unknown where the thirty boxes of goods were hidden.
The two went together toward the largest granary.
Only after placing the prime goods and locking the granary iron door again did Master Yang’s grave expression relax slightly.
“Master Yang, anyway there’s nothing much here now, I want to go to Yanziwu to fight crickets, to unwind; I’ll be back soon, what do you think?”
Walking back to the tile house, Zhuang Kun rubbed his hands, face full of flattery.
Yanziwu was not far from Rice Barn Mountain, famous for a special product purple skin gourd, whose gourd skin and shape were most suitable for raising grasshoppers as fighting insects.
As a result, Yanziwu became a somewhat famous insect fighting venue in the Capital City.
“Heh… go ahead.”
Master Yang slanted a glance at Zhuang Kun.
If it were anyone else daring to say such a thing, he would have broken their three legs long ago.
But not Zhuang Kun.
His brother-in-law was Shopkeeper Xiang.
“Go and come back early; the granary still needs guarding, watch out for being targeted.”
Zhuang Kun chuckled: “Who has the guts of bear’s heart and leopard’s gall to mess with our Pounding House… oh, except those Water Carriers!”
With that, Zhuang Kun picked up a bright red and translucent, shiny and translucent gourd from the house, from which faint grasshopper calls came, and hurriedly went down the small path behind the granary.
After Zhuang Kun left.
Master Yang put on a bamboo hat and patrolled inside and outside the Rice Barn again, seeing nothing unusual, then prepared to return to the house to rest.
Plop!
At that moment, three sneaky figures flipped over the wall and landed in front of Master Yang.
Looking at the skinny bamboo hat old man in front of him, Sun Xiao was somewhat surprised.
Did we get exposed so quickly?
Master Yang was briefly stunned, then flew into a rage,
“Petty thieves from where, courting death!”
Master Yang suddenly erupted, charging forward with steps, his cold face twisted, those eyes almost condensing to pinprick size, like a tiger descending the mountain; just the overflowing aura made it hard to breathe.
The ferocious aura enveloped them, and Sun Xiao’s trio grunted, feeling their chest and abdomen qi and blood churning chaotically, their full strength suddenly dropping by five or six tenths.
Sun Xiao and the other two’s faces changed drastically.
First-rate Martial Artist?!
It’s… the Sickly Big Bug Yang Lu?!
“Instructor Lin!!” Sun Xiao immediately shouted loudly for backup.
As soon as the words fell,
In just one move, even with Sun Xiao and the other two joining hands, they were beaten to spit blood in front of Yang Lu and retreated in defeat.
“Bad!”
Hearing the sound, Instructor Lin outside the wall’s face changed abruptly.
Instructor Lin and the others had originally planned for Sun Xiao’s trio to climb the wall separately first, take advantage of the rain to eliminate the lookout sentries, then go to the tile houses to poison.
Once the drug took effect, everyone would charge in together.
But now seeing the plan fail, everyone was not panicked.
With more than twenty second-rate experts, this force in Wuqing County could go anywhere except the county yamen, military camp, firearm depot, and a few other places?!
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Figures suddenly flipped over the walls around the Rice Barn.
Instructor Lin spread his arms, leaping down from above like an ape pouncing on prey, tearing through the rain curtain, charging toward Yang Lu!
The Pounding House people along the way only had time for one miserable scream before losing all breath.
Power from the legs, waist as master shaping to the fingers!
Instructor Lin carried fierce killing intent, fists descending!
However, upon arriving in front and seeing Yang Lu.
Instructor Lin’s face first changed abruptly, then turned grim, finally bitter.
This coward Sun Xiao only shouted my name, why not shout that the Sickly Big Bug Yang Lu is here!
“Great Accomplishment Ape Lin Shou Zhuo, from the Water Station?!”
Looking at the dense figures tearing through the rain curtain.
Yang Lu’s face also changed.
People from the Water Station?
But how are there so many?!
Say they’re timid, yet they dare night raid the Rice Barn.
Say they’re bold, yet for just one Rice Barn, they sent more than twenty second-rate experts!
What, second-rate Martial Artists are free?!
Yang Lu couldn’t figure it out.
And Instructor Lin and the others couldn’t either.
This Rice Barn actually has a first-rate Martial Artist guarding it?!
At this moment, Instructor Lin couldn’t care about that anymore.
His mind was free of thoughts and desires, heart sincere to the fist, fist loyal to intent, using intent to command the body, entering a state of utmost sanctity and spirituality.
Today, either they get beaten to death by Yang Lu.
Or they beat Yang Lu to death.
“Kill!”
Lin Shou Zhuo roared in fury, throwing punches!
……
“So lively tonight?!”
Rain pattering, outside the tall wall, a figure hid high up, taking in the entire scene inside the Rice Barn.
Chen Shun’an arrived later but first, actually half an incense stick earlier than Instructor Lin and the others.
And as Chen Shun’an expected,
This Heavenly Rice Barn was indeed heavily guarded, with a first-rate expert in charge.
But fortunately, by a twist of fate, Tang Jie and the others came to help.
Chen Shun’an’s gaze was cold.
In the Rice Barn, Instructor Lin was like a madman, covered in blood.
Huo Yue shot cold arrows, Sun Xiao and others provided support.
It looked like Instructor Lin and they could hold on for a while.
So, Chen Shun’an’s gaze turned to the largest warehouse.
Unknown what was hidden in the warehouse.
Even in this situation, there were still some Pounding House hidden sentries outside the warehouse, lurking without moving, like venomous snakes coiled in caves, ruthless and cold, guarding it to the death.
And at this moment, these people emitted a special allure in Chen Shun’an’s eyes.
【Wish: 175】
【Invest 2 points of Divine Power, Qing Ji · Human Movement Armor Horse can upgrade to Cloud Movement Armor Horse, elusive as clouds, Tiger Tendon Leopard Vein】
Kind to the kind, cruel to the cruel.
The wish from fear is so sweet.
Whoosh!
Chen Shun’an’s toes lightly tapped, his figure like smoke or mist, more like some drifting spore dust, instantly vanishing into the rain curtain.
Moments later, several abruptly cut-off shrill screams came.
