My enemies became my companions

Chapter 530 Amitabha (Two in One)

When the candied haws was handed to Yin Tingxue, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and there were traces of tears on her cheeks, as crystal clear as the sugar drops on the gourd.

This made the man look even more guilty, but it was okay. The girl didn't care. She reached out to take the candied haws, but with a whoosh, the man took it back.

"I don't like you anymore, keep getting angry with me."

Chen Yi put the candied haws in his arms.

“That’s my favorite.”

"Then...I like you the most."

He handed over the candied haws again.

“Then it’s really my favorite.”

"How come you win anyway?" Chen Yi sighed helplessly.

"Because you really like me..."

In public, Yin Tingxue was a little shy. She lowered her voice but looked straight at him with her almond-shaped eyes.

Chen Yi couldn't help but smile and said, "Forget it, forget it. I like you anyway."

He just had to put on a helpless look, as if he didn't like her that much... The old saint understood, felt relieved, and let out a breath.

As I get older, I like to see lovers get married and see beautiful things. Then I saw the two of them sitting aside, sharing the candied haws.

There are seven candied haws in a string. Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue took turns eating one each. One of them said that hers tasted better, while the other said that it was not the case and that hers was sweeter.

In the end, the two of them played rock-paper-scissors for the last candied haws.

The old woman is so annoying.

It’s too early to pray, why not ask for thunder from heaven?
It didn't take long before all the candied haws were distributed. Chen Yi patted his trouser legs and stood up. Without even looking back, Yin Tingxue naturally took his hand.

After the fight with this little fox, the two of them became even closer than before, so much so that Chen Yi suddenly regretted whether he was too calculative and was afraid that she was secretly controlling him.

Yin Tingxue heard something and whispered, "No way, not at all, I just want you to love me more."

These words were spoken softly, and Chen Yi followed suit and said, "Is that true?"

"Well, I'm not Sister Weiying." Yin Tingxue said.

Chen Yi kept walking. When he heard her mention Yin Weiying, his mind couldn't help but flash across the beautiful body of the woman in white, her straight shoulders, her soft armpits, her delicate muscles extending to the perfect contours. Everything was so beautiful that it was impeccable. Chen Yi suddenly felt it was a pity that Yin Weiying was not by his side.

In that case, it's all Dayin's fault.

"You must have learned it from your sister Weiying. She is so bad, and she is always scheming and hiding things." Chen Yi said coldly.

Yin Tingxue understood Chen Yi's subtext and decided not to speak for Sister Weiying for the time being.

Chen Yi silently put another account on Yin Weiying, wishing that the white-robed lady would suddenly jump in front of him so that he could settle accounts with her thoroughly from head to foot of the bed.

It’s a pity that Mount Taihua is still too far away, and I don’t know when we will meet again…

Chen Yi sighed lightly, feeling inexplicably depressed. After turning the corner, he suddenly remembered that he would be meeting the Princess of Annan soon, and he instantly perked up.

The girl held his hand, listened to his changing thoughts, and tried hard to control the corners of her mouth.

It's a pity that we just made peace, so I can't laugh at him...
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"We found their whereabouts! Following Anshan Gong's plan, we cast a long line to catch a big fish. They were very alert and left when they saw someone approaching from a distance, but they still revealed their tracks in the salt shop."

"It turns out that the yard was empty, with only a few traces left. We have ruled out several locations but still can't find them. They keep changing locations."

"They must have made contact, maybe disguised as members of the White Lotus Sect, or maybe disguised as our people, but they are not very good at it. We have designated several places for them to make contact."

After searching day and night for several days, Su Hongtao finally got what he deserved. He picked up his pen and drew on the map, saying, "Keep searching, keep searching. They are in this circle. I have a feeling that we can find them in two or three days. Han Xiu is getting more and more anxious. He really went to the case library yesterday."

As he spoke, a drop of sweat slid down the back of Su Hongtao's hand.

Not only Han Xiu was getting more and more anxious, he was also getting more and more anxious.

Yesterday, a member of the White Lotus Sect passed on a letter. The words in the letter were so harsh that they almost pointed at Su Hongtao and cursed him for being a man with a mother who gave birth to him but not raising him. In the letter, they strictly ordered him to prepare the ship within three days, otherwise the thousands of White Lotus Sect members in the city would revolt together.

If this is true, no matter how hard you try to cover it up, it will be in vain. What's the point of preserving your reputation after death? The Xia Shui Su family will end up with all the men dead and the women becoming slaves.

The most urgent task is to bring Han Xiu down. If Magpie Pavilion was not also in the city, Su Hongtao would have led his troops into Han's mansion and killed them all.

Faster...faster...

The circle was getting smaller and smaller. It was impossible for them to win every time and evade the searching officers and soldiers.

Su Hongtao lowered his eyes and stared at the map on the table. He noticed a place he had overlooked before. His eyebrows suddenly raised and he sneered:
"Okay, so it's here!"

.........

Outside a restaurant somewhere in Wuchang City, a loud shout of "kill" was heard.

The sound was so sudden that it startled the entire street to a halt.

In the hall on the second floor, Deng Kaiwen looked out the window and was shocked to see the crowd on the street quickly dispersing. A large number of armed soldiers surrounded them from all the alleys, blocking the restaurant where they were hiding.

"kill!"

The cold shouts of killing arose again and soon turned into a roaring torrent, flooding the streets.

Suddenly, the soldiers rushed forward. Pedestrians along the street had no time to avoid them, so they hacked and killed without hesitation with their swords, knocking down those who blocked their way.

Whoosh!
An arrow flew through the air, brushed past Deng Kaiwen's cheek and pierced into the wall. He staggered back and fell to the ground.

"We're surrounded!"

Everyone in the hall froze for a moment, and the next moment, they picked up their weapons, and their rapid breathing made the air hot and chaotic.

"I think this guy sold us out!"

Wei Wen, who survived the disaster, was pushed hard and fell to the ground.

Jiang Yangsu stepped forward with a knife, intending to kill him with one blow.

"If he hadn't exposed our whereabouts, how could we be hiding like this?"

"Don't, don't, don't... I didn't betray you, it was that bald donkey, that bald donkey..." Wei Wen curled up in the corner, looking terrified, with his eyes widened abnormally.

No one knew what kind of torture he suffered in prison. All we knew was that this man, who had always been clever and resourceful, had become much more neurotic since he came back.

Deng Kaiwen had a gloomy face. They were all people of the world. It's not that they had never thought that Wei Wen was just a bait, but "righteousness" was always the most important thing, and they didn't want to see him being slaughtered easily.

In addition, Su Hongtao searched very fast, and it was only a matter of time before he found the place, so they made a lot of preparations for it, and finally rescued the people after confirming that it was safe. But this was only temporary safety.

Ever since Yu Yong entered with injuries, and Han Xiu's easy meeting, he had thought about this time, how many hardships and dangers they had encountered along the way, how many times they had narrowly escaped death, and how they had won many bets...

He let out a long sigh, and all his words were melted into this sigh.

The restaurant was completely blocked, and everyone immediately decided to escape through the windows. Several figures rushed out first, flew to the eaves, some jumped, some climbed, and some scrambled like rabbits and flying eagles. The roof tiles under their feet shook, but what came towards them was a rain of arrows.

"Fire arrows!"

The crossbow arrows on the fan blocked their vision, blocked the sky, and blocked the increasingly constricted pupils of the heroes. They waved their swords wildly, slashing and deflecting the flying arrows, but the crossbows missed one after another, round after round, as if to press them into the ground.

Blood splattered in the air, and the two heroes, covered in arrows, fell face down on the ground. Then they were chopped into pieces on the street by swordsmen.

The remaining heroes stumbled back to the restaurant, but were unfortunately shot by arrows, their bodies like a broken drum that was barely propped up.

Outside the window, the eaves were covered with dense clusters of arrows.

"No, there's no place to escape!"

The chill from the soles of their feet flowed upstream, penetrating everyone's hearts and lungs. It was like a heavy burden was pressing on their shoulders, and everyone's faces turned pale.

The heavy atmosphere made it hard for everyone to breathe, and the footsteps of the armored soldiers were approaching.

"Escape means death, and not escaping also means death. Rather than sitting and waiting to die, it is better to fight out and fight your way out!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout, Jiang Yangsu drew his sword abruptly, pushed the door open and rushed towards the soldiers who had squeezed into the restaurant after a loud shout.

"kill!"

Jiang Yangsu's blood boiled instantly, and Deng Kaiwen's old bones seemed to burst out with vitality, and he shouted to the left and right:

"Kill him alive!"

In an instant, the remaining heroes followed closely and rushed towards the dark wave.

Swords and sabers flashed and shadows appeared in an instant, and more than a dozen figures rushed into the formation like galloping horses. The soldiers in the front were caught off guard and their formation collapsed after they barely resisted.

The broadsword swept through the gun formation, and Jiang Yangsu killed the armored soldier head-on. The shield and armor shattered under the huge force. Suddenly, an armored soldier surrounded him from the side. Deng Kaiwen's bronze halberd had drilled into the seam between his armor plates like a poisonous dragon. There was a crisp sound when the tip of the halberd penetrated the flesh, and the man fell to the ground dead instantly.

"Kill out!"

The old man's roar was followed by several long howls. The righteous men shouted and killed the enemies, fighting to the death. The earth shook and the mountains were shaken. Blood splattered and gushed out, and the ground formed winding streams.

All over the world, thousands of miles away, who wouldn't go south with a passion to get rid of the evil? !

There were flashes of swords and blood everywhere.

The collective will to survive changed the situation and was gradually overwhelming the soldiers.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, an unusually cold wind swept across the roof.

On the crowded street, a monk was walking slowly. His back was hunched and his simple clothes were not much different from those of a begging ascetic. However, the soldiers along the way consciously made way for him.

In the distance, there were deafening shouts and cries of killing coming from the restaurant, and blood was seeping out through the cracks in the ground.

He put his hands together and chanted "Namo Amitabha".

The next moment, the figure seemed to be suddenly wiped out and disappeared from the spot.

A cold wind blew into the restaurant.

Jiang Yangsu shouted loudly while fighting hard, and crushed the bones of a soldier with his broadsword. Just as he was about to raise his hand to kill again, an arrow suddenly flew over.

He felt a chill in his spine and shuddered, unable to react for a moment. Suddenly, the arrow pierced his throat and was stuck in his neck. It was a shocking sight. Sweet blood gushed out of Jiang Yangsu's throat and he fell to his knees on the ground.

The cold wind was still blowing.

Deng Kaiwen suddenly realized something and stabbed behind him almost blindly. The tip of the gun fell into the air and he felt a shock. He was suddenly hit again, as if something was coming towards him against the gun barrel.

A monk's robe suddenly flashed before his eyes, and the withered monk's face froze for a moment. Deng Kaiwen was frightened to death in an instant, and raised his gun to block it in front of him, but a huge force hit his chest first.

boom!
A huge, hideous hole visible to the naked eye appeared on his chest, and his internal organs were shattered by the tremendous internal force.

Deng Kaiwen's eyes dimmed and he murmured, "I can't get out."

puff.

He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of black blood, then fell on his back. Ji Yuan walked straight over his body and headed towards the endless fighting in the restaurant.

The monk's figure fluttered in the tavern, and his robe rolled up dark gray waves.

A warrior holding two hammers smashed down with all his might, roared a few times, and fought against several spears. He didn't care about the holes in his body and the blood flowing. He was so engrossed in killing that he suddenly stopped and felt a sweetness in his throat. He didn't know when a palm print appeared on his back. Then, with a "pu" sound, his throat was pierced by the spear tip, and he fell backwards with his head raised.

The green-faced warrior was fighting ten people in the hall, and his moves were getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, he had exchanged hundreds of moves with more than a dozen people. His arms were bent and straightened, and a strong will to survive surged out with murderous aura, pouring out in every move, but it stopped abruptly after the cassock flashed by.

A swordsman leaped high, sword dancing like a dragon, light and shadow chilling the four walls, he used all his strength, but one move was careless, his ribs were unprotected, a palm brushed past, and then he was swept to the ground by a sledgehammer, the soldiers rushed forward, the man blurred like a blood flower...

The soldiers stepped over his body and pressed forward.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

In the restaurant, the sound of killing was deafening and getting louder and louder.

.........

The entire restaurant seemed dead, frozen in silence.

The sounds of weapons chopping and smashing had died down, and the restaurant was covered in blood.

The scene was devastated, with swords and spears scattered on the ground, broken limbs everywhere, dead heads staring silently at the ceiling, and blood-red smeared all over the walls.

Jiyuan walked across the blood-stained ground with a compassionate look on his face, his monk's robe fluttering, as if everything had nothing to do with this eminent monk. He clasped his palms together and chanted the mantra of rebirth to help the dead souls to be reborn.

Blood was flowing everywhere, and no one knew who was mixed with whom, whether male or female, old or young, whether officers or soldiers, or righteous men, their bodies were lying all over the restaurant. Their faces were still there before death, but there was no sign of life. Ji Yuan walked slowly past, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the righteous man holding the machete still had his eyes open.

The eminent monk was about to perform a ritual to save his soul.

Suddenly, Jiang Yangsu stood up with the arrow still stuck in his neck, waving his broadsword wildly, trying to kill the enemy with all his might...

Just a gust of wind from the palm passed by, and Jiang Yangsu was split in half. He fell to the ground, crawled forward two inches, and was completely dead.

The monk's face was soaked in blood, and there was a pool of blood under his feet. The corners of his mouth slowly opened up.
"Amitabha."

(End of this chapter)