Chapter 8 My Mother Said

  When Wu Fan woke up from his coma, he found himself in a wooden house. What was strange was that he wasn't tied up at all, and even the scabbard of his Fourteen Postures Knife was placed beside him. This made Wu Fan, who had just woken up, extremely shocked and terrified.

  Following Wu Fan's thoughts, he felt that the other party had taken such a posture for three reasons. Firstly, being polite to others must have some intention, although the previous black-clothed woman's methods were somewhat rough, but now not tying you up with five flowers is already very courteous. Secondly, the gap in strength is too great, that is to say, the other party simply looks down on your three-legged cat kung fu, and even if they let you wear all kinds of weapons, they can still kill you in a minute. Thirdly, when a weasel greets a chicken for the New Year, although it's hard to guess, it must not be for any good intentions.

  "Are you awake?"

  The figure standing at the window turned halfway around, making room for half of the window to let in the slanting sunlight.

  "You..."

  Wu Fan covered the back of his neck with a look of surprise, just wanting to ask something, when he saw the other person stretch out their hand to take off the Maitreya Buddha mask, and suddenly became flustered.

  "Stop! Don't take it down! Let's talk this through!" Wu Fan hastily covered his face, closed his eyes and shouted loudly: "I understand! I understand everything!"

  The woman still took off her mask and asked with a smile: "Understand? Understand what?"

  Wu Fan saw the mask in his opponent's hand through the gap between his fingers, and immediately shouted: "Bandits don't pass by without being seen, thieves don't leave empty-handed! Got it? I understand the rules! If I see what you look like, I'll be completely finished! Hero, no! Female hero! Put on the mask quickly!"

  "Hahaha...!"

  The woman burst into another fit of nervous laughter, laughing very happily.

  She slowly walked to Wu Fan's side, the woman tilted her head and looked Wu Fan up and down, stretched out her hand and patted Wu Fan's shoulder, saying: "Take a look at me!"

  "Don't look! You'll die if you see it!"

  Wu Fan suddenly shuddered, his hands inexplicably moving away from his face without listening to commands, but he still refused to open his eyes and look at the other person.

  The woman's hand resting on Wu Fan's body was wearing a pair of black silk gloves, thin and light as if they were nothing, as if her slender hands were born that color.

  The woman grasped Wu Fan's shoulder, exerting a slight force, and said, "Look at me!"

  "Ah! Ouch ouch ouch...... Heroine! Heroine! You think I'm a fart, let me go......"

  Wu Fan has a natural talent for being a bad person, and he's also a timid bad person. In order to save his life, he can abandon his dignity and reputation without hesitation, discarding them like worn-out shoes.

  "Ah!"

  Because the woman added another effort, Wu Fan only felt that half of his body was in severe pain, and his eyes suddenly opened.

  Then...

  What a waste of a face!

  When Wu Fan saw the black-clothed woman in front of him, his first thought was this.

  That woman in black wore clothes that were not gorgeous, but because of her naturally high and delicate figure, the clothes were set off to be extremely beautiful. Her chest was high and protruding, her neck long and white, her black hair thick and dense... Only her face, with its clear and elegant eyebrows and eyes, vermilion lips, and tender complexion, had a scar on the right cheek that started from under the eye and extended down to the chin, three inches or more in length, which completely destroyed all sense of beauty, making one clench their fist.

  "Why are you staring at me?" The woman looked into Wu Fan's eyes and said, "Is it because I'm very ugly?"

  Even if I have that feeling, dare I say it out loud?

  Wu Fan muttered to himself and then put on a fat face, saying: "How could that be?"

  "Don't you think I'm ugly?"

  "Ah! That's necessary!"

  "What's with you staring at me?"

  "What a heavenly person!"

  “……”

  Looking at Wu Fan's solemn face, the woman was silent for a long time.

  After a long time, the woman snorted: "For the sake of survival, you are really... really shameless! You simply have no face!"

  Wu Fan rubbed his nose and replied without the slightest blush: "When people are about to die, what's the point of having a face? On such a hot day, the faces of the dead will be eaten by flies in three to five days. Rather than letting those beasts have it for free, we might as well get rid of it directly!"

  "Oh? Interesting remark!", The woman gazed at Wu Fan with piercing eyes and said: "It seems that I was right to catch you!"

  Wu Fan rubbed his hands together and asked with a flattering tone: "I don't know what the young lady has come to do, but I'll do anything, anything!"

  "Is that so? Very well!", the woman sneered twice, and said in a gloomy tone: "Have you heard of the sacrifice of Mahayana Buddhism? Hehehe... Oh! Forgot! You must not know, after all, it's only been a few days since Maitreya Buddhism changed to Mahayana Buddhism. Let me tell you! The sacrifice of Mahayana Buddhism is to take you, this shameless and evil imperial dog, fry you in oil, as one of the three sacrifices, to offer to the 'New Buddha'!"

  "Gulu!"

  Wu Fan swallowed hard, his voice was hoarse and urgent: "Don't don't don't! Can't we discuss this properly? There are so many dead people outside, and those who aren't quite dead yet... Sister, living Bodhisattva, spare my life! Let me think, let me think... I have a thousand taels of gold, I'm willing to give it all to you, spare my life!"

  The woman gazed at Wu Fang with a strange look, staring for a long time before saying: "Judging from your attire, you're just a small flag of the Eagle Guard, the lowest rank among the eagle dogs. Where did you get that golden thousand..."

  The words had barely fallen when suddenly ——

  "Boom!"

  Wu Mou, who had no bottom line for survival, knelt down with a soft knee and said seriously: "My mother taught me that men have golden knees... one thousand two!"

  "Hahaha...!"

  "How interesting! How interesting! It's really too interesting! I have a thousand taels of gold? So that's what it means! You're clever to think of it! The woman's laughter was extremely eerie, her smile came quickly and left just as fast. She leaned in, looking down at Wu Fan: "Do you take me for a fool? Hmm? Letting you off like this? Don't even think about it!"

  Got it!

  Wu Fan seemed to have understood, his own tricks and nonsense were useless, the other party didn't care at all. He stood up and sighed: "Speak! What do you want me to do?"

  The woman pursed her lips and didn't speak, turning around and going outside the house. A moment later, she came back in and looked at Wu Fan, saying: "Wu Fan..."

  "What?"

  "At the age of seventeen, he succeeded his father's business and added a small flag to the Eagle Guard in Luoyang. His father, Wu Yuanshan, has passed away. His mother, Lin, has also passed away. There is still a young daughter-in-law at home, Tong Rui, who is sixteen years old..." After saying a lot, the woman looked at Wu Fan and said, "Now you know what I want to do, right?"

  Wu Fan shook his head dazedly.

  The woman didn't get angry, but instead slightly curled up the corners of her mouth and said: "From now on, you are a member of Maitreya Sect! I want you to act as an informant within Eagle Guards! At any time, pass on useful information for Mahayana Sect, got it?

  Wu Fan's heart froze after hearing this.

  Closing his eyes, Wu Fan sighed faintly: "You're sending me to my death!"

  The woman raised an eyebrow: "Oh! So you're unwilling?"

  "Since ancient times, who has never died? Let's take the red heart to shine on the blue sky! Rather than betray others and live a life of ignominy, I would rather die with integrity!"

  The woman sighed and said regretfully, "This poem is indeed generous, it seems I was wrong about you... what a waste of words! In that case, I'll see you off!"

  "But!"

  Seeing the opponent's killing intent, Wu Fan immediately became timid and said loudly: "My mother said that life only comes once, it can't be repeated, we must cherish our lives! Big sister! Whatever task you have, just say it!"

  The woman was stunned for a long time, not knowing whether to be angry or laugh. She slowly pulled out a token from her sleeve and said: "I'm not some big sister, you can call me 'Holy Girl'. This token is for you, it represents your identity as a member of the Great Vehicle Sect, and also serves as a communication token. I will contact you at any time. Also, to prevent you from going back on your word, I will..."

  "My mother also said that a gentleman's word is like a swift horse's whip! We... don't need anything else, do we?"

  The woman took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to kill Wu Fan right now. Irritated, she said: "Has your mother ever told you that you're not a gentleman at all, but a petty person? Stop wasting words! Eat this! Every month I'll give you an antidote. If you dare to have any ill intentions, I'll make you wish you were dead! Regret being born into this world!"

  Looking at the red and delicate pill, then looking at the face full of murderous aura, Wu Fang let out a long sigh... and was immediately thrown into her mouth by the woman.

  "Cough...cough...cough!"

  Wu Fan was choked with coughing, tears streaming down his face, a pale complexion suddenly flushed bright red.

  The woman snorted and said, "Now I'll give you your first task, listen up!"

  Wu Fan hastily nodded.

  "Betrayer of us!"

  "Huh?"

  "Take our message here and tell that eagle dog superior of yours to bring his men over and wipe us out! Did you hear that clearly?"

  No matter whether Wu Fan was confused or not, the pockmarked woman who claimed to be a saint covered his eyes and had him taken away by her subordinates.

  Outside the wooden house, a black-clad man suddenly knelt down and reported respectfully: "Holy Maiden, the rope is ready, we can retreat...". He hesitated, then continued: "I don't understand, Holy Maiden, why...why do you want to use that kind of person? That kind of person is absolutely untrustworthy!"

  "No big deal, if he wasn't that kind of two-faced scoundrel, I wouldn't have used it in the first place! The scar-faced woman put on a Maitreya Buddha mask in the wooden hut and said: "Let's withdraw once we're ready! Make it more secretive, let the Eagle Guards of Luoyang Qianhu think they've caught us all, that way we can..."

  Perhaps feeling she had said too much, the scar-faced saintly girl stopped talking and walked towards the outside of the house, preparing to leave.

  ……

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