Twelve, A Powerful Enemy Arrives! (Upper, First Update)

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  Shenmu Town

  In a superior room of Shenmu Inn, Deng Qianwan and her husband, Jin Wei, Zeng Yinyin, Xiao Die, and two other middle-aged people who were about the same age as Jin Wei, a total of seven people, gathered together to discuss how to pursue Shi Huan.

  The meeting was presided over by Deng Qianwan's husband Xiong Ji and hosted by Mrs. Deng.

  Deng Qiumei's energy seemed to have recovered somewhat, and although his voice was still hoarse, it was no longer intermittent.

  “…Ladies and gentlemen, following the great plan, we have successfully injured Shi Huang and planted a poisonous insect on him.” Deng Qianwan said this, turning his head to glance at Mrs. Deng. Mrs. Deng's expression remained calm and unchanged. Deng Qianwan was disappointed and had to turn back, continuing to explain, “...This man has now escaped into the depths of the forest, where the snow is deep and it's difficult to pursue him. I hope everyone will lend their assistance in capturing this corrupt official, not only will our lord reward us with precious treasures, but I, Deng Qianwan, will also express my gratitude.”

  Zeng Yinyin and Xiao Die agreed to help this time only because of Deng Furen's face, while Jin Wei was actually following Zeng Yinyin and had no interest in Shi Huang's affairs. Deng Qianwan was talking non-stop there, but the three of them were all somewhat absent-minded, whispering their own small talk to each other. Only the two middle-aged masters who joined recently listened attentively to Deng Qianwan's introduction to Shi Huang's recent situation.

  One of the men with a national character asked, "Since Jing Fu has planted the same heartworm, why not urge it to open immediately and determine the exact location of the rebel. We can easily capture him in one go."

  Deng Qianwan glanced at his wife. Madame Deng ignored him.

  Deng Jingfu smiled wryly again: "Sheng Chang brother asked a good question! Although we have the Tongxin Gu to help us, however... if we want to use it, my wife and I need to join hands to urge the Gu's power, only then can we know something, at most twice a day. Otherwise, if the Tongxin Gu is too overworked, it will definitely self-destruct and die. Moreover, for someone of Shi Huang's level, as soon as we start investigating, he will surely be alerted..."

  Sheng Chang sneered: "As the adults have said, life and death are not a concern. In short, this time we absolutely cannot let him return to Cangwu unscathed, or else it will hinder our great plan. As for how to proceed, you can decide on your own, but we will definitely lend our full support."

  Another person with three strands of clear whiskers, clear and bright eyebrows and eyes, asked another question: "Younger brother, can Shi Huan's skills really win against your husband and wife's joint hands?"

  Deng Qianwan bowed her head and said: "Indeed it is so, this time, I must ask Brother Nan Zhu to make more efforts."

  His name is Tang Nan Zhu, who is the paternal cousin of his wife and the second master of the Manchu tribe. Sheng Chang is the chief elder of the Chenxi tribe, both are masters of the dark realm.

  Mrs. Deng said: "Elder brother, my husband and I have done our best, but we can't keep him here. He has taken a hostage and left."

  Tang Nan nodded silently.

  "Who is the hostage?" asked Sheng Chang with a national character face.

  "A young man who seemed to have reached the pinnacle of his youth was also taken away by Shi Huan when he escaped, and now his life or death is unknown."

  Two middle-aged people looked at each other, and their eyes both changed.

  Mrs. Deng observed carefully and felt keenly, immediately asking: "Big Brother, Sheng Brother, do you know him?"

  Both of them shook their heads. Tang Nanzhu said, "It's quite like the junior that the adults mentioned, if we follow the schedule, he should have arrived nearby these few days."

  Younger generation of a big family? Deng couple were both shocked, and Deng Qianwan hastily asked: "What do you mean?"

  "Of course we'll try our best to rescue him."

  Sheng Chang said: "The auction of the Shijia family's goods will be held in five days, and we must settle Shi Huan as soon as possible to retrieve the divine bell, lest there be any unexpected branches."

  Everyone nodded silently.

  Sheng Chang suddenly thought of something and asked Tang Nanzhu in a low voice, "Didn't Qin Jingfu also arrive at Songmu Town?"

  Tang Nan glanced at Deng Qianwan and didn't say a word. Sheng Chang sucked on his sugar cane, thinking to himself, "I didn't say anything."

  Xiong Xi and Wu Xi are at odds over the affiliation of the Chi Suo tribe, and since Deng Qianwan is in charge here, Qin Sanzhuan will definitely not come.

  On the other side, Xiao Die said to Jin Wei: "Speaking of this young master, his name seems to be Qin Yun. He is indeed a dragon among men, with exceptional talent. What do you think, Uncle Jin?"

  Jin Wei furrowed his brow, Little Butterfly must have done this on purpose, knowing he didn't want to answer that question.

  "Miss, Qin Gongzi was caught by Shi Huan, and he also suffered an unjust disaster!" Xiaodie said to Zeng Yinyin again.

  Zeng Yinyin's clear eyes looked at the little butterfly and said, "Well, it's also a familiar scene. If we meet halfway, I'll save him. However, Shi Huang is ruthless and cruel. If you encounter them alone, be careful yourself."

  Xiao Die's strength was the weakest among these seven people, but her chivalrous spirit was surprisingly the strongest.

  "With Golden Boy around, Butterfly is not afraid!"

  Jin Wei glanced at her and smiled dryly, saying to Zeng Yinyin: "It's cool and humid tonight, Yinyin, you'd better put on a jacket first."

  Zeng Yinyin smiled slightly but didn't respond.

  Deng Qianwan, who was hosting the gathering, suddenly looked towards the three of them: "Jin Gongzi, you will have to work hard for the next few days, chasing after something in the western region."

  Jin Wei's eyebrows twisted strangely, just about to open his mouth to refuse. Mrs. Deng continued: "Trouble Yin Yin to go with you, be careful on the way."

  Zeng Yinyin replied: "I obey Sister's orders."

  Jin Wei fiercely stared at Deng Qianwan for a moment, then fell silent.

  "Should you encounter the young man who was kidnapped, if possible, please lend a hand to rescue him; if there's no opportunity, please fire the linking meteor, and we will come to provide assistance."

  Zeng Yinyin nodded in agreement.

  Mrs. Deng looked at Jin Wei.

  Jin Wei's face fell: "A tiny ant like him, and she has to instruct her so seriously, is it necessary?"

  Unable to withstand Mrs. Deng's gentle and persistent gaze, he could only reluctantly nod his head, but in his heart, it was as if an ant had bitten him lightly, not painful, but very annoying.

  ……

  Twenty li east of Shenmu Town, there is a town called Songmu.

  The two small inns in Songmu Town are also crowded with people and there is no room available.

  So some late-arriving guests could only rent rooms at high prices in some townspeople's homes and temporarily stay there.

  Those who are unwilling to yield, outside the town, there is a large area of open space, sweeping away the accumulated snow, digging away the frozen ice, it's actually very flat and wide, you can draw your own boundaries and set up your own tent.

  There aren't many people like this because there aren't many who can withstand the bitter cold of the Shennongjia region.

  Tan Sanzhang is one of them.

  On this day, the sun was high in the sky, and Zhan Sanzhuan was inside the big tent, clutching his beard and roaring with anger.

  "You bunch of trash! I'm wasted being a small person, and you guys won't even let me live comfortably. You've completely ruined my life! What's the point of raising you?"

  In the place where he was, a huge tent of ten zhang square was set up. The inside of the tent was swept very clean, and three bonfires were lit. The crackling sound, in this cold and gloomy weather, revealed a few degrees of warmth.

  Under the big account, kneeling were full of barbarian barefoot warriors, only one person standing at the forefront.

  The one standing there was indeed Xiao Shuai Xiong, who said with shame: "Report to the general, that old man is really formidable, and our casualties are countless!"

  "Qin San turned his tiger eyes and glared: 'The one who lost Laozi, still dares to talk back, you dog, your guts are getting bigger and bigger.'"

  Xiong Xiong was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Little Bear dare not!"

  "Has the bear's gallbladder been smashed by that old man?"

  Qin Xiong immediately raised his head, and his eyes also shot out fiercely: "All the little bears under me are willing to fight to the death for their lord."

  "Alright, get out!" Qin San nodded slightly, and the light in his eyes had already dissipated.

  A group of warriors retreated dispiritedly.

  Tan San shifted his gaze, pinched a few whiskers of the leopard, and his heart was burning with anxiety.

  "Old Mother wants me to seize the Divine Bell, saying it will be useful at the auction, but I ended up making a mess and startlingly lost Shi Huang. Mom's, this old fellow was poisoned by Deng Qianwan's Gu toxin, yet he can still cause so much trouble, thirty-six elite warriors can't even surround him alone. What to do? Hmm?"

  In a flash of an eye, he saw Quan Xiong, who had just gone out, quietly sneaking back.

  "What's wrong?"

  "Jing Fu, there is a guest visiting, who claims to be Xu Shu from Shuijing Village."

  "Shuijingzhuang Xu Shu?" Tan San turned around, stunned for a moment. He had heard of Shuijingzhuang before, but Xu Shu... he only knew a little about him, yet he didn't know this person at all!

  "He said that since coming from Xiangyang, he had received news about his relatives."

  "Ah, then please invite him in for a chat."

  After a moment, Tan Xiong led the way forward, with the two guests following behind him, and the three of them entered the tent.

  To the left is a tall and stately young Confucian scholar with a refined face and composed steps.

  Tan San turned around in a circle on his face and fell on the person behind him.