My enemies became my companions

Chapter 548 Vegetable Man (Two in One)

Yin Weiying felt dizzy and almost passed out.

Previously on Mount Taihua, Donggong Ruoshu had made a good agreement with her and promised not to have anything to do with Chen Yi. Chen Yi also denied the relationship between them. Now, less than a year has passed, and Donggong has become Chen Yi's deceased wife.

Chen Yi is still in mourning for the Eastern Palace!

I was wondering why they all met other people but didn’t come to see me!

Chen Yi turned around suddenly, his eyes glaring at the Qingsui flying sword.
"what are you doing?"

Yin Weiying also turned around and saw Chen Yi looking at her warily. He took a few steps to the front of the coffin and forced her back. The nun became even more angry.

Are you still protecting her?
Yin Weiying couldn't help getting angry, and his flying sword began to vibrate violently.

Chen Yi didn't know why the flying sword was crazy, but he felt disgusted for no reason and always felt that they were incompatible. He didn't realize it, and unconsciously it was just like when he first met Yin Weiying.

The flying sword flew back and forth violently, drilling here and there. The cold light made people feel uneasy. They stretched out their hands and grabbed the sword directly. The flying sword trembled violently and did not calm down quickly like before.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Chen Yi's eyes, and his hands gradually gained strength.

The flying sword was still struggling violently, but after slightly turning aside, it seemed to meet his gaze and suddenly stopped.

It was like a basin of cold water was poured over his head, and Yin Weiying suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Some bad memories came to her mind, temporarily overwhelming the rage she was filled with for catching the adulterer in the act. The nun stopped flying her sword and took two breaths.

Seeing the flying sword stopped, Chen Yi hesitated and finally let go of his hand. At the moment, he had not figured out the situation yet, and it would not be good to break the flying sword rashly.

The flying sword retreated backwards and stood upside down on the ground. Yin Weiying's face turned pale. She came to her senses and bit her lip. How could she not know how dangerous Chen Yi's eyes were just now? In the past, she and Chen Yi had been fighting for a long time and they were considered to be evenly matched.

This Qingsui Flying Sword is a sword from Longhu Mountain. It is fine if it is broken, but losing the whereabouts of Chen Yi and others is a big deal. She wants to take a good look at how deeply they love each other.

In this way, it will be easier to hold the culprit accountable later.

Yin Weiying secretly made up his mind, endured the temporary humiliation, and decided to observe the situation first.

The girl was startled by Chen Yi, and followed Chen Yi who had come back, chattering something inaudible, and then walked over with small steps.

She whispered, "No, it's okay. He's just a little wary of you."

The flying sword nodded up and down, like a person nodding.

Yin Tingxue asked again: "What should I call you? Brother Feijian or Sister Feijian?" As she spoke, she stretched out her left and right hands and said: "Brother on the left, Sister on the right."

Yin Weiying naturally leaned towards his right hand and thought, Tingxue is still caring.

Yin Weiying naturally felt pity for a young lady like Little Fox, not to mention that Little Fox had helped him when he was in danger. How could he not be satisfied?

After all, she knew that Chen Yi was lustful, but he was just like a mistress of a house looking at a concubine in another courtyard. Without her consent, he could not have an affair with other women, let alone Dong Gong Ruoshu, who almost became Chen Yi's first wife and was expressly prohibited from doing so.

Although he was dissatisfied for the moment, Yin Weiying put it aside for the time being. It was late at night, and Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue wanted to rest.

.........

About three hours later.

Donggong Ruoshu woke up slowly. She had fainted while hiding in the coffin to escape, and she took the opportunity to have a good sleep. Now she was full of energy and was about to stretch.

Suddenly, she saw a flying sword coming across, with the tip of the sword pointing at her with ill intentions.

"This is……"

Dong Gong Ruoshu was just wondering when Chen Yi captured her soul in his palm and turned his back to her and whispered to her:
"This flying sword has a spirit. Don't provoke it or talk to it."

Donggong Ruoshu nodded, half understanding, knowing that this flying sword was now both an enemy and a friend, and was definitely not someone that was easy to get along with.

So she floated back into the coffin, asked Chen Yi to cover it with the board, and then carried it on his back.

Chen Yi took a deep breath and looked at Yin Tingxue. It was time to set off.

The Qingsui Flying Sword followed closely behind. Yin Weiying looked at the coffin and recalled Donggong Ruoshu's ghost appearance. Although he didn't know what the two had experienced specifically, it was certain that Chen Yi was wearing mourning clothes and that his love was deep and sincere.

Her heart sank, and she didn't know what she was calculating. Seeing that Chen Yi and the others had pulled away from her, she hurried to catch up.

After yesterday, the Demon Refining Abyss had regained some of its former silence. The intertwined branches of dead trees divided the sky, which was filled with a dark gray. Chen Yi guessed that after the sudden attack, there were rounds of mutual attack and defense, and finally the White Lotus Sect members were scattered all over the Demon Refining Abyss, while those martial artists carried out rounds of encirclement and suppression.

Which direction should I go first?
Chen Yi kept thinking and wanted to tell fortunes, but then he shook his head to refuse. In the territory of Longhu Mountain, telling fortunes might not be accurate and might even mislead him.

With this in mind, I can only keep going forward.

After an unknown amount of time, even at noon when the sun was high in the sky, there was not much light in the Demon Refining Abyss. It was covered in a dark and gloomy color, and one could only barely see the road ahead.

At this time, every little movement seems unusual.

But along the way, there was almost no disturbance.

Chen Yi advanced carefully in the Demon Refining Abyss. He was tense for a long time but did not notice anything unusual. When he passed an intersection, he saw a stone tablet on the road ahead.

The inscription on the stele is blurred.

In short, there is construction ahead.

Chen Yi perked up, his hand gently placed on the scabbard. Yin Tingxue's breathing quickened. On the one hand, she was worried that something might jump out of the knife, but on the other hand, she thought that with him around, it didn't matter what happened.

The Qingsui flying sword was also very close.

The road ahead seemed to be getting shorter and shorter. A tiny halo appeared at the limit of vision. Looking far away, it was still unclear. Chen Yi walked a little closer, but still couldn't see clearly as before.

As he slowly approached, it was like walking through a long tunnel. A subtle halo of light illuminated the building in front of him, and its outline gradually appeared in front of Chen Yi.

Inn?

Do not,
It’s a market!
The hustle and bustle of the market rushed into his ears. Chen Yiding stood there in a daze for a moment, his knuckles unconsciously pressed against the handle of the knife. On both sides, vermilion lanterns were hung high. He took two steps forward, and the hot steam from the sugar painting stalls hit his face. Porters in shorts carried rice bags and squeezed through the crowd, their cloth shoes rolling over scattered dried dates. Children with double buns holding bamboo windmills chased and ran through the crowd, and cried out "ouch" after bumping into people.

What a busy and bustling scene.

It was totally inconsistent with the frightened expressions on their faces, and even more inconsistent with this extremely dark Demon Refining Abyss.

People were walking around on the street, and they walked around them from both sides. In front of them, an old vendor pulled a donkey cart and shouted at the top of his voice to get out of the way:

"Get out of the way, get out of the way...what are you doing blocking here?"

Chen Yi came to his senses, looked around, stepped aside to make way, and after everyone had passed, he restrained his expression and walked under a tea stall.

"Dear guests, would you like a pot of tea?"

Chen Yi asked directly: "Where is this place?"

"What is this?" The shopkeeper smiled and said, "You are from out of town, please order a pot of tea first."

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, led Yin Tingxue to sit down, and restrained the flying sword that was floating around to the table. The little fox looked around curiously. There were all kinds of pedestrians coming and going on the street, and it was as lively as the night market during the Lantern Festival.

As soon as we sat down, the shop owner served us a pot of tea.

Behind the shop owner, a table of customers on the second floor waved and called out, "Shop owner, give me some soy sauce."

"Okay." The shopkeeper walked upstairs quickly. Soon, his back was seen by the window. But he only saw his back. He didn't see him carrying the bottle of soy sauce upstairs. After he fiddled with it in a confused manner, the customer said,
“It’s tasty enough.”

"Okay, if it's not enough, call again."

The shopkeeper walked down the stairs in small steps.

There was a pot of hot tea on the table. Chen Yi was not in a hurry to drink it. Instead, he asked again: "Where is this?"

The shop owner paused for a moment, turned around and said, "This is my shop, sir."

"I'm asking where this market is?"

"Where else could it be? This is it."

"Where is this?"

"Where is that? This is this."

After a series of confusing questions and answers, Chen Yi was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Are there any refreshments?"

"Of course. You can't make any money without snacks." When it comes to making money, the shop owner is very clear. He turns around and brings a snack, which is a small bowl of noodles.

"It's not tasty enough, add some soy sauce."

"Sir, you haven't tasted it yet."

"It's not tasty enough." Chen Yi insisted.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to take action. He slipped a knife from his sleeve and cut his wrist. Hot blood splashed onto his face. Yin Tingxue's eyes widened in fear, but she could smell the aroma of soy sauce...

When Chen Yi called out "Stop", the shopkeeper stopped and was about to leave when he heard another sentence: "There's no meat. Give me some meat."

The shopkeeper asked, "Which part do you want?"

"Do you have beef tongue?"

Without hesitation, the shop owner went back to the kitchen and came back with slices of tender beef tongue a short while later.

"Wuwua ...

He had no tongue and could not utter specific syllables. Seeing this scene, Yin Tingxue's panic turned into fear mixed with confusion and curiosity.

“Add some chopped green onions at the end.”

"Mmmm." The shop owner seemed to complain, then lowered his head and scratched his hair with one hand. The dandruff turned into emerald green chopped green onions.

Chen Yi nodded slightly, as if he was finally satisfied. The shopkeeper walked away. Yin Tingxue looked at him in surprise and wonder. At this time, Donggong Ruoshu also poked his head out from the coffin.

"This is where?"

"I don't know." Chen Yi didn't move, "But there is one thing I know."

"what?"

"The people here," Chen Yi paused and said, "are all noobs."

…………

In a year of great famine, people sold themselves as meat in the market, and were called vegetable people. There was a man who married into a certain family. His wife suddenly gave her husband 3,000 yuan and told him to return home quickly. He had already left in tears. When the husband found him, he found that his arm was broken and hanging in the market.

After reading the poem "The Vegetable Man's Lament", Yin Tingxue was shocked and her face turned pale.

She turned around and looked at the group of people coming and going in the market. Many thoughts flashed through her almond-shaped eyes. The scene just now unexpectedly matched the poem in her memory.
The texture of hibiscus is fragrant when cooked, and the milk is used as wontons and people are eager to try it.

Cut off the two arms and hang them in the butcher's shop, then cut off the thighs and hold them for soup.

Yin Tingxue shuddered, her legs shaking, and the flying sword beside her also trembled, as if it was also afraid.

Chen Yi reached out and held Yin Tingxue's shoulders, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here."

Yin Tingxue felt a little relieved, nodded, and moved her butt closer to him.

Qingsui's flying sword trembled. She was obviously afraid too, so why didn't she even look at him?
Never mind. Tingxue is young after all and needs more care.

Donggong Ruoshu, who was on the coffin board, saw the two of them hugging each other and imitated them and said, "Chen Yi, I'm scared too."

As he spoke, Donggong Ruoshu moved closer, feeling that even if he turned into a ghost, he would be very good at seduction.

Chen Yi felt helpless, but could only say: "Okay, stay close and don't go far away."

The two girls were very close to Chen Yi, and the spike of the flying sword beside them seemed to be getting greener.

Yin Weiying was filled with hatred, but he could only suppress his emotions, tolerate him for a while, and settle the score later.

Chen Yi did not eat or drink the food on the table. Instead, he threw down some silver and money, got up and left, taking them for a walk around the market.

In this bustling market, Chen Yi felt a little uncomfortable not being able to see his wanted poster.

To be honest, this account really has to be blamed on Da Yin. I'll have to settle the score with her when I see her next time.

The market in front of him was extremely prosperous, with lanterns emitting bright lights along the street, just like a night market. It was precisely because of this that it seemed particularly strange in this Demon Refining Abyss.

Walking along the way, Chen Yi didn't find anything obviously unusual. Moreover, the market was very large and the streets were very long. He didn't know how long it would take to walk through the market.

After turning the corner, there was a noise in front of me, and suddenly white buns collapsed like an avalanche of snow.

Three or four men were pushing and shoving the owner of the steamed bun shop. The steamer fell to the ground and several dumplings dripping with red oil rolled to Chen Yi's feet.

The leader's face turned pale, and veins popped out on his neck: "Damn it! If I knew it was this kind of filthy stuff, I would rather die than eat it!"

The shopkeeper's hunched body suddenly grew two inches taller, and a scarlet mouth appeared on his wrinkled face: "Sir, you haven't paid yet?" His nails grew three inches and poked the strong man's throat.

The man was quite fierce. He picked up a bench and was about to smash it. However, the bench broke into pieces as soon as it touched the corner of the shop owner's clothes. He then drew his sword and chopped at him. The shop owner's head flew high with blood, then flew back and stared at him.

Chen Yi heard the man's voice sounded familiar, and after a closer look,
He Tae-woong?
It was He Taixiong, whom Chen Yi had rescued before, and he was also a relative of Han Xiu, the Censor of Huguang.

The fight was fierce over there. He Taixiong had not yet noticed Chen Yi's arrival. He just kept fighting with the unknown ghost in front of him. After several exchanges, although he had the upper hand, the ghost could not be killed by his sword. The blood that sprayed on his face with the sword smelled of soy sauce.

How creepy?

He Taixiong was about to chop the man in half with his knife when he heard a loud noise.
"Everyone stop it."

He turned his head and saw a familiar person. He was surprised at first, but then he was overjoyed.

Both parties in the fight stopped. Chen Yi threw some change to the shop owner. The shop owner took a bite of it, but did not argue any more. He raised his head and turned away.

The storm suddenly arose and then suddenly subsided.

I never thought we would meet here, but when I thought it was a gathering of heroes, it was natural. He Taixiong was excited and clasped his hands together and said, "Sir, long time no see. Are you also here to eliminate the evil people in the Demon Abyss?"

"Brother He, I am the evil person."

(End of this chapter)