The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 2110 Soaring Killing Intent

When the spies planted by the Great Bright Temple in Qing Tang City relayed the news of the Zanpu's escape from the capital to Bai Lian, apart from Feng Jiuxiao himself feeling somewhat surprised, the others, such as Bai Lian and Wang Sheng, did not react at all, as if this was exactly what they expected!

Feng Jiuxiao was even more puzzled by this: "You all expected that this Zanpu would run away?"

Chang Zijin laughed and said, "Of course! If he didn't run away, were you supposed to come to him? You didn't expect that yourself!"

Feng Jiuxiao chuckled and said, "I didn't expect this! I thought he would send someone to sue for peace or negotiate, but who would have thought he would run away?"

Pang Shiwu said, "This guy is such a coward? Big Brother said he was going to let him off the hook, but I never expected him to be so timid!"

The noodles were soft and watery. To say someone is "too soft" means they are too weak, incompetent, and spineless!

Chang Zijin said, "Why don't you kill him? If you kill him, the Tibetan tribes in Qinghai will be leaderless, and the Song Dynasty's borders will be less threatened."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "The threat to the Song Dynasty's borders will only disappear temporarily; it will reappear soon! Once the Qing Tang Zanpu dies, the Liuhe Valley tribe will seize the opportunity to attack Qing Tang. On the surface, it seems that the Song Dynasty is safe due to internal strife in Tibet. However, once Tibet is in civil war, two things will happen. First, whether it prospers or falls, the people will suffer. When war breaks out, the people will be the ones who suffer the most! No matter who fights whom, the people will always suffer the most casualties, the greatest losses, and the most miserable situation! Second, if the Qing Tang Zanpu dies, the entire Qing Tang city will completely lose its fighting power. At that time, the Liuhe Valley tribe or some other tribe will annex Qing Tang and grow stronger. Before long, a unified Tibet will reappear before the world. At that time, the Song Dynasty will not be facing a Tibet that is preoccupied with its own problems, but an ambitious and powerful Tibet! During the Tang Dynasty, Tibet's territory was much larger than that of the Song Dynasty!"

Chang Zijin sighed, "It's a pity that the Tibetan king of Qingtang doesn't know what you're thinking. If he knew what you were thinking, he wouldn't have run away. He might have even made you his national advisor and helped him unify Tibet!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "How many people can remain calm when facing death? How many can act rationally? The vast majority of people, when faced with death and fear, will only act on instinct! Seeking advantage and avoiding harm, that is instinct!"

The king is a normal person, so he is afraid of death. Therefore, his choice to flee the royal city and stay away from the threat of death is an instinctive reaction!

Wang Erni said, "It seems this Tibetan king of Qingcheng must have done a lot of bad things in his spare time. He's very guilty and ran away faster than anyone else!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "It's better that we ran away, it saved us a lot of trouble! Let's rest for a day and continue our journey tomorrow."

It wasn't even noon yet, so Pang Shiwu was a little puzzled: "Brother, it's still early. Why don't we have lunch and then continue our journey?" In the past, when it was still early, they would have a quick meal and then continue on their way, only choosing an inn to rest at nightfall. Pang Shiwu didn't understand why his brother had suddenly changed the plan today.

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Now that we've arrived in Qingtang City and Qinghai Lake is almost here, there's no need to rush. We've been traveling too fast these past few days, and the journey has been very bumpy. Brother Zeng's injuries have relapsed and haven't fully healed. Today, we'll rest for an extra half day so he can have a few more hours to recuperate. Don't underestimate those few hours; even a difference of half an hour can make a world of difference! If he focuses on healing today, he should be fully recovered by tomorrow!"

In fact, Zeng Yong's injuries should have healed long ago, but the road conditions in Tibet were really bad, and the car was extremely bumpy. The key point is that the bumping was continuous for several hours, and some of his wounds were ruptured by the bumping while he was sleeping!

It cracks and heals, heals and then cracks again, over and over again, and can never be completely healed!

Therefore, Feng Jiuxiao decided to resolve this matter completely.

"Then let's all have a good time exploring Qing Tang City!"

Chili exclaimed, "Great! Great! Great!" She was so excited she almost jumped for joy!

Since entering Tibetan territory, she felt like all she did every day was fight and kill. She didn't even have time to go shopping, and she hadn't had a proper meal in peace! She was going crazy!
Unlike Chili's overt joy, Chang Zijin's delight was more subtle and restrained. Her voice was also rather low, "Hmm, that's a good idea." As she spoke, she naturally glanced at Erni.

Erni naturally knew that she wanted Erni to go with her, so she immediately said, "You guys go ahead, I have to take care of Ayong."

Chang Zijin said, "Why don't you go with them first? I'll look after Brother Zeng for you. I'll go shopping after you come back. That way, Brother Zeng will always have someone looking after him."

Erni immediately said, "No need, I'm not really interested in shopping anyway, you can go." Chang Zijing knew she genuinely didn't want to go shopping. Erni grew up in the countryside and was used to a frugal and simple life, so she actually had some resistance to the hustle and bustle of city life. Chili had once joked in private that Erni had some kind of "crowd phobia."

At this moment, Venerable White Lotus said, "You may all go. I am very familiar with Qing Tang City, there is nothing to see. I will stay, you may go. Miss Erni, you accompany Miss Chang. You don't need to worry about Young Master Zeng's safety, there are our people all around here!" The spies planted by the Great Bright Temple in Qing Tang City had gradually gathered in the surrounding area, naturally ready to obey White Lotus's orders at any time!

Chang Zijing immediately said to Erni, "Erni, just come with me!" She naturally believed what Venerable Bailian said.

Seeing this, Erni couldn't refuse any longer, so she replied, "Okay!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "That's very good. Then I'll have to trouble you, Venerable One."

Venerable White Lotus immediately clasped his hands together, "Young Master, you're being too polite!"

At this moment, many local residents were hiding in the shadows, secretly watching them.

The entire street was littered with corpses, and blood flowed like a river!
Thirty blood-braided monks and three hundred ice-ravine archers were all killed by these Han Chinese!
Many Tibetans whispered among themselves: "Aren't they afraid that the Zanpu (Tibetan king) will send a large army to suppress them?"

After a long while, they finally realized that they had been overthinking things!

Not only did the emperor's army not arrive, but the emperor himself also fled the capital and disappeared without a trace!

It is said that the 30,000 cavalrymen in the city also went out of the city, just one after the Zanpu!

Damn it! These cavalrymen usually look so tough, why did they all run away when it came to the trouble?
Some Tibetans began to feel fear! They even suspected that these Han Chinese were possessed by Dakinis! Otherwise, how could they have such terrifying power and speed? If that girl in the black fox fur coat wasn't a reincarnation of a Dakini, how could she have killed the archer with a single finger? How could a human possess such divine power?
Some shop owners were terrified when they saw the Han Chinese marching towards them. They immediately hid inside their shops, closed the doors, and peeked out through the cracks, their legs trembling.

Pang Shiwu said, "Brother, these people seem quite afraid of us."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "You and Zishan just killed several hundred of them, it's normal for them to be scared! But the more scared they are, the less likely anyone will dare to approach the inn, and the safer Brother Zeng will be!"

"Brother, which way should we go first? East? West?"

What is the most worthwhile place to visit in Qing Tang City?

Pang Shiwu was taken aback. "The most worthwhile place to visit in Qingtang City? That must be the royal city! That's where the valuable things are! Didn't the Zanpu run away? Why don't we go to his lair and take a look? Maybe we can get some good stuff!" He sometimes joked that he had developed the habit of "never leaving empty-handed".

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Alright, let's go to the royal city then. Maybe we can find a bargain!"

Yuan Zishan retorted, "You think you're strolling through an antique market, hoping to find a bargain? What's the difference between Qing Tang City and Ji Shi Military City? There might be filthy places like the Blood Sacrifice Tower there, imprisoning innocent children or girls. If so, we might as well find those places; maybe we can rescue some more people." Bai Lian Venerable, Ouyang Zhong, Zhang Deyi, Helian Rongguang, and the others were all taken aback!
At that moment, Yuan Zishan's image in their eyes instantly became radiant! Like a Bodhisattva descending to earth to save people from suffering, she brought light to the world and dispelled the darkness...

Who would have thought that this stunningly beautiful and ruthless young woman would be such a compassionate person! She actually thought of someone suffering in such a time and had the heart to rescue them from their plight! It was truly unexpected! Yet, everyone secretly felt a sense of admiration for Yuan Zishan!
Pang Shiwu said, "Sister-in-law, you have the heart of a bodhisattva! I admire you to the core!"

Yuan Zishan said, "Alright, stop flattering me. Go and find out."

Pang Shiwu said, "Alright!"

Venerable White Lotus said, "Young Master Pang, you don't understand Tibetan. I'll send my disciple with you!"

Pang Shiwu said happily, "Great! It's best to have a translator, otherwise I'll just be gesturing like a mute and probably scare them away before I can get anything out of them!"

Venerable White Lotus said, "Han Yuan!"

The monk Hanyuan from Daguangming Temple immediately appeared, "Disciple is here!"

"Go and accompany Young Master Pang around, but be careful with your tone and manner of speaking, so as not to disturb the common people. Remember, you must help Young Master Pang express his meaning accurately, and do not add to, subtract from, or distort his intentions without authorization!"

Han Yuan said, "Master, I understand! It's true and accurate!" He thought to himself: As long as you speak frankly, things will be easy. Whether you're cursing or asking for help, I'll just translate! Otherwise, if you say something wrong, I'll have to rack my brains to smooth things over for you. Wouldn't that be exhausting?
Feng Jiuxiao said, "Let's walk along the street. Once you find out, you can catch up with us."

Pang Shiwu said, "Okay, I understand!"

Feng Jiuxiao led a large group of people to stroll through the streets, while Pang Shiwu and Hanyuan went to the side of the street to gather information. Bai Lianzun and his two other disciples, Zhan Qing and Xu Ran, stayed at the "Eight Directions Are Guests" inn.

Pang Shiwu knocked on a noodle shop.

A Tibetan phrase came from inside the noodle shop.

Han Yuan said, "He said he's closed today."

Pang Shiwu cursed under his breath, "They were closed just now, but the door was open! It was just closed! Damn it, he was just asking a question, what's he afraid of?"

Han Yuan remained silent. These words were definitely meant for him to hear only; he couldn't translate them for the people in the shop!
Pang Shiwu cursed a couple of times but knew that cursing wouldn't help, so he said to Han Yuan, "Master Han Yuan, ask him if there are any places nearby where children or young boys and girls are imprisoned."

Han Yuan clasped his hands together and said, "Young master, please don't call me a master. I can't accept that title."

Pang Shiwu also clasped his hands together and said, "You deserve it. You are a master in front of me! My elder brother once said, 'Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me.' I know my own limitations. I was just venting my habit. Please don't take offense."

Han Yuan thought to himself: This Pang Shiwu is indeed a straightforward person!

He immediately bowed and clasped his hands together, saying, "Young master, please don't be modest! This humble monk has come to ask you some questions!" He approached the door and said in Tibetan, "Don't be afraid, we mean no harm, we just want to ask you a few questions!"

The Tibetan inside said, "I don't know anything, don't ask me!"

Han Yuan's expression changed slightly. "This humble monk is a monk, I do not lie!"

The Tibetans still wouldn't take the bait. "So what if I'm a monk? I told you I don't know anything!" The people inside were clearly getting angry!
Pang Shiwu asked, "What did he say?"

Han Yuan said, "He said he didn't know!"

Pang Shiwu asked, "What did you ask?"

Han Yuan said, "This humble monk hasn't asked yet!"

Pang Shiwu was taken aback. "Didn't you ask? Then he said he didn't know?"

Han Yuan said calmly, "I asked him a few questions, and he replied, 'I don't know!'"

Pang Shiwu clearly sensed that Han Yuan was already angry, but he was forcibly suppressing it!
He stroked his chin. "He said he didn't know before we even asked him. He's unwilling to communicate with us! Master, tell him that if he continues like this, I'll kick the door down right now!"

Han Yuan was taken aback and stared blankly at Pang Shiwu. "Kicking down the door, is that appropriate?" In his mind, Pang Shiwu should be a righteous and chivalrous hero like Feng Jiuxiao. How could he possibly do something like breaking down a door?

Pang Shiwu said, "If he were truly afraid, I would have let him go! He spoke with such confidence and without a trace of fear; he was clearly deliberately concealing the truth!"

Han Yuan immediately nodded, deeply agreeing!
If the person inside were truly an ordinary citizen, their reaction at this moment would likely be trembling with fear, and they would probably open the door, kneel down, and beg for mercy! Because a cowardly person wouldn't dare confront a "thug" like that!

Han Yuan thought to himself: That makes sense!
He immediately said in a cold voice, "Listen up, you inside! Open the door right now, or I'll spare your life!"

The person inside said, "I told you, I don't know anything! Don't do anything rash!"

Han Yuan sneered, "You're really giving me too much credit! You really think I'm a monk just because I shaved my head?" With a bang, he kicked the door open!

The person inside was stunned, not expecting that this seemingly gentle and refined monk would actually dare to kick down the door! He thought that the other party would at least dawdle for a while to maintain his image!

Han Yuan stepped through the door and immediately saw the man inside!
The man didn't look like a Tibetan at all; he looked more like a Tangut!
The Tangut man gripped a curved sword, his face wary. "Who are you?"

Han Yuan sneered, "Damn it, I'm asking you! Who the hell are you?"

The Tangut man couldn't help but take a step back, his grip tightened, and his whole body tensed, ready to draw his knife at any moment!

The monk before them was dressed in white, with a kind and benevolent face. Although his eyes now flashed with a fierce light, the Tangut man was not afraid of him at all! What the Tangut man feared was—the black-clad youth with two swords at his waist! The tall, black-clad youth did not look fierce at all, and at this moment he was expressionless, as if it were none of his business. However, the Tangut man could feel an extremely strong killing intent emanating from the black-clad youth! He had never seen anyone exuding such a dense and terrifying killing intent!
The murderous aura was absolutely overwhelming!