Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 549: A surprising chess game

It took about half an incense stick of time for Shit Wuchang to walk out of the darkness.

He looked unchanged, his face still sallow.

After staring at the young lady for a while, Shi Wuchang turned around and walked towards the clinic with firm steps.

I hurried over and helped the old monk up. The old monk was leaning against the wall, panting and sweating profusely.

"Damn it! I'll just die!"

"Master! I leave the person to you!"

Without waiting for his reply, I ran to catch up with him.

At this moment, there is still one hour until midnight.

Seeing me following him, Shit Wuchang just glanced at me, as if to say, "No problem, I'm here."

We had managed to escape with great difficulty, and now we had to go back. I was extremely nervous. If I were to follow my personality, there was no way I would go back no matter what.

After turning a corner and still some distance away from the clinic, I saw four "black shadows" appearing in front of me from afar.

Shit Wuchang walked towards the other party without stopping.

The other party obviously saw us as well and walked towards us in a line.

As the distance got closer, I gradually saw the faces of the four people. They were the unknown four-member puppet club.

"Isn't this the corpse of Zheng Daqiang, the first gatekeeper of the Changchun Society? You don't look well."

Shit Wuchang stopped, looked at the other party and said coldly: "I really am being underestimated. The old woman didn't allow those two old immortals to come, and you guys really want to kill me?"

The four of them looked at each other, and the middle-aged man in the lead said, "When did we ever say we were going to kill you?"

I immediately pointed at the man and said, "That's what you just said! I heard it all!"

The man looked at me, frowned, and said, "We have received orders to kill an old monk."

Shit Wuchang frowned instantly.

I didn't react for a moment.

"You...you guys didn't come here for me?"

"No, have you ever seen that old monk? If not, please get out of the way."

I still didn't react, so I immediately shouted, "Master Jiuku used to be from the Changchun Society! Now he's from the Jiuwu Society! He has nothing to do with your Puppet Society! Why are you targeting him?"

"We are acting under orders from Ms. Zhao. The reasons are unclear. If you dare to stop us, you will be killed as well."

"is it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shit Wuchang suddenly attacked. He rushed forward and stabbed the opponent's throat with a knife, as fast as lightning!

Just when he was about to succeed, the man was suddenly grabbed by the shoulders by his accomplice behind him and pulled backwards.

Shit Wuchang's knife swing missed, but his momentum did not decrease. He pushed forward with his toes and grabbed the man's neck.

In an instant, two people attacked from the left and right at the same time, one punched and the other kicked. A trace of cruelty flashed in Shi Wuchang's eyes, but he didn't care. Under the other's horrified gaze, he pressed his thumb tightly against the other's Adam's apple and pressed it down instantly.

The next second, Shit Wuchang was punched on the left temple and kicked in the chest. The kick in the chest was particularly powerful! It looked like a stab, and the force was immense!

Shit Wuchang said nothing. He forced himself to steady his center of gravity, took the opportunity to grab the man's clothes and pulled him towards him, then swung his hand and slapped the other person in the face.

“Snap!!!”

The slap seemed to have broken the opponent's cheekbone, but Shit Wuchang still held the person tightly. Then he lifted the person up by the waist and slammed him towards another person.

As soon as the man caught his accomplice, Shit Wuchang had already flashed behind him.

He instinctively lowered his head, and Shit Wuchang slapped the back of his head.

The next second, the man quickly turned around and punched Shit Wuchang in the face.

Another snap!

Shit Wuchang clenched the other person's fist tightly.

The opponent twisted his wrist and quickly broke free. Then the two of them exchanged several palm strikes in a short period of time. In my opinion, with each palm strike, the man took a step back uncontrollably.

As Shit Wuchang uttered the words "Blood Girl", the man instantly flew backwards like a broken sack and hit the wall.

Shit Wuchang approached again, kicked out, and pinned the opponent to the wall with his foot.

As Shit Wuchang continued to exert force with his feet, the man screamed as if all his ribs were crushed.

As Shit Wuchang retracted his foot, the man slowly collapsed to the ground without support.

Three of the four experts sent by the Puppet Society were gone in the blink of an eye. Seeing this, the remaining one quickly distanced himself from Shit Wuchang. He shouted angrily in one direction: "The intelligence is wrong! This person is not seriously injured at all!"

Shit Wuchang turned around and looked.

I looked over quickly too.

Because there were few people in this area at night and there were no street lights, it was pitch black all around. I saw two short black shadows walking out of the darkness.

The people who came were the twin old men from the Puppet Society!

Shit Wuchang clenched his fists and his face became serious.

"I was saying... If Zhao Qingwan wanted to deal with me, he wouldn't have sent you two old bastards. So, after holding it in for over sixty years, it looks like you're ready to speak up?"

The twin old men had blank expressions on their faces. One of them stuck out a middle finger towards the shit and slowly shook it.

I don't know what he meant by shaking his finger, but judging from his expression, it didn't seem like he was being sarcastic or provocative.

Suddenly, in the darkness, loud voices came from far away:

"Dust sweeps away the earthly soil, the moonlight chills under my steps. I dare to burn the bones of a century-old Taoist priest, burning them into the courage of the rising sun."

This is the voice of the crazy Taoist priest! But I only heard the voice and didn't see anyone, so I quickly turned around and looked around.

The twin old men from the Puppet Society looked towards the west in unison.

Everyone present stared in that direction.

After nearly three minutes, an unkempt, disheveled old Taoist priest came staggering towards us, muttering loudly as he walked:

"Fight against the heavens! The joy is endless! Fight against people! The troubles are endless!"

At this time, Shit Wuchang stared at the twin old men in front of him. His face seemed thoughtful, as if he was recalling something!

Suddenly, Shi Wuchang's expression changed drastically! His sallow face turned even paler.

At this moment, the twin old men turned around at the same time, clasped their hands together and bent over.

Another person appeared.

The man was bald and had an old face, with deep wrinkles like dead tree bark.

It’s the True Man who saves suffering!

He walked up to the old twins and stopped.

The two old men immediately knelt down and saluted him.

The Rescue Master slowly placed his hands on the two men's heads and said with a smile, "My dear disciples, it's been a long time since we last met."

I couldn't help but open my mouth wide and stared blankly at the scene in front of me.

Shit Wuchang, who was standing by, turned from yellow to white, and then from white to black.

Shit Wuchang suddenly roared: "Those two hidden flags Zhuge Qing mentioned ten years ago! They turned out to be these two!"

"Amitabha... Mr. Zheng, your memory isn't very good. It wasn't ten years ago...it was twenty years ago."

A time suddenly popped up in my mind: 1988...the year when a large number of people from the Changchun Society left.

Shit Wuchang's face was full of uncertainty, and he said excitedly: "No wonder... No wonder Zhao Qingwan was able to invite them both back then... It turns out... It turns out that you have always been here..."

"Why did I think of this only now... I've been in Jiamusi for so many years... I should have thought of this earlier! You were practicing Aquarius Navel Chakra Qigong back then! And legend has it that the second half of Aquarius Qigong is the Silent Meditation!"

"Amitabha, Benefactor Zheng, I have indeed been here all along. The time has not come yet. Zhuge Qing originally planned to keep this secret for thirty years, but unexpectedly, he ran into this crazy Taoist here."

The Immortal Rescue of Suffering stood behind the twin old men, clasped his hands together and said, "This crazy Taoist priest killed Wu Le and all the old and new gatekeepers of the Changchun Society. He has forced Zhuge Qing to use me as a hidden chess piece in advance."

"That night at the Tofu Shop, that mad Taoist priest suffered severe internal injuries after a series of battles. Meanwhile, we've all conserved our strength. Just as Zhuge Qing said, the leader of the Jing Sect calculated everything, but he couldn't have foreseen this catastrophe within a catastrophe. Tonight, we have the right time, place, and people. Why not let that mad Taoist priest pass away and spread the prestige of our Changchun Society?"

After saying this, the True Man of Rescue took out a thickly patinated brass plate from his bosom. He held the plate in his hand and said to Shi Wuchang, "Seeing this order is like seeing the old president. You know what to do."

Shit Wuchang's face was gloomy and he seemed to be in great trouble.

I gritted my teeth! Just as I was about to speak, the crazy Taoist suddenly laughed up to the sky:

"Hahahaha!"

"You! You are clearly a monk! How dare you call yourself a Taoist master!"

The crazy Taoist priest patted his belly vigorously and then shouted: "I have long sensed my own calamity! Tonight I am here to overcome it myself!"

The Rescuer of Suffering lowered his eyebrows, and did not speak a word, like an old monk in meditation. However, the twin old men behaved strangely. One in front and one behind, their stomachs were swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Seeing this, the crazy Taoist pointed forward and shouted sternly: "The Three Pure Ones only need clay bodies! The Buddha, on the other hand, needs a golden body! Bodhisattvas do not exist in troubled times! I, the Taoist priest, will carry my sword to save the people!"

"You are all servile and despicable people! Kill you all!"