Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 7: Guest
As soon as the corpse-dissolving powder came into contact with blood and flesh, a faint smoke immediately rose.

Yellow water began to flow out of the wounds of the old gatekeeper and the short and thin man.

The more yellow water there was, the thicker the smoke became, and the wound continued to expand.

Soon the two bodies, including their clothes, turned into water, seeping into the ground and evaporating without a trace.

After Huang Sixi destroyed the body, he left the room, took out the iron lock, and locked the bedroom.

Then he found a simple room in the yard and slept there for a night.

At dawn the next day, he was awakened by a series of hurried knocks on the door.

He first adjusted his face and Adam's apple, then looked at himself in a bronze mirror, and only opened the door after making sure there were no flaws.

"Who is it? You're disturbing my sweet dreams so early in the morning!"

Huang Sixi plays the role of an old gatekeeper who impatiently opens the bolt.

When he looked forward, he saw a young man dressed as a servant, leading a big man with a bag on his back.

The man was about thirty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dignified appearance. He wore a long robe with wide sleeves and a hair crown. His simple attire was not common in Liaodong.

He looked tired and exhausted again.

Huang Sixi guessed that this man was most likely a visitor from the Ming Dynasty.

However, since he took refuge in Bao Chengxian's house, he was probably another traitor.

"Master Bao, I'm so sorry for disturbing your peace!" The servant bowed and apologized.

"So it's you, kid!" Huang Sixi didn't know this boy at all, but it didn't affect his familiarity:
"Are you really that busy working for the palace, running errands out of town so early in the morning?"

"Ah, it's hard for my nephew too." The servant explained the whole story and pointed at the man beside him:

"This Mr. Hong came into the city late last night. After he delivered the letter to our house, it was too late to deliver it here, so we let him stay in the city for one night. The master asked us to send him to you, Mr. Bao, in the morning. How dare I disobey you?"

"Since you're here, let's follow the old rules! I'll let him live in my house, and you go back home to report!" Huang Sixi waved his hand and sent the servant away.

"Okay, Master Bao, you are always straightforward." The servant seemed to have gotten rid of all the troubles and breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I will go back home first!"

He had a pony behind him and was about to mount it.

Suddenly he turned back and reminded her of something: "Oh, Master Bao, our young master is going to hunt in the Harsa Mountains today and may stay at your place. Remember to prepare some food for lunch."

Huang Sixi complained: "My old body is really tired!"

The servant smiled and said, "Master has rewarded me. I want to do this job, but it's not my turn yet."

After saying this, he mounted his horse and rode away.

When his figure disappeared outside the village, Huang Sixi turned his gaze to the man and said with a smile, "Mr. Hong, right?"

"I dare not! My name is Hong Shenghai, Master Bao, just call me Xiao Hong."

The man quickly clasped his fists and saluted, remembering that the servant had just said he would prepare food.

He recommended himself: "I have some brute force. If Master Bao needs me, just ask. I will not refuse."

Huang Sixi immediately spread his hands and said, "Come into the house first!"

He led Hong Shenghai to the hall, repeating Hong Shenghai's name in his mind, and a traitor in "The Sword of Royal Blood" came to his mind. When they arrived at the hall, he asked Hong Shenghai to sit down, but did not talk to him first. Instead, he went to the kitchen, brought back a coal stove and a teapot, and took out some tea leaves to play with on the tea table.

"Although I am a Han Chinese, I have never been to the Central Plains. Today, after meeting Mr. Hong, I finally understand how outstanding the heroes and celebrities in the Central Plains are."

Hong Shenghai was very pleased to hear the compliment.

It is a pleasant thing to be respected by others when you go out.

But Hong Shenghai's tone was full of loneliness:
"The Central Plains is rich in natural resources and was once a prosperous place. However, wars have occurred frequently in recent years and the prosperity is no longer as great as it used to be. Otherwise, I would not have left my hometown and rushed to the northern border to seek survival."

"Oh, so Mr. Hong is here to escape the war?"

"I came to Liaodong against my will, but I was avoiding a personal enemy, not the war between the two countries."

"Personal enemy? The Central Plains is so big, but it actually forced Mr. Hong to have no place to stay. That enemy must be a vicious person!"

"..."

Hong Shenghai was speechless for a moment and did not respond to Huang Sixi's words.

What he experienced was a feud among the underworld, and it was still unclear who was good and who was evil.

"Master Bao, we hit it off right away. It's rare that we get along so well. I'll tell you about my enemy in detail. Come and listen to what kind of person he is."

Hong Shenghai and Huang Sixi did not get into deep conversation when they met for the first time.

He was just being hunted by his enemies and had nowhere to go, so he fled to Liaodong. He was full of grievances and had no place to redress them, so he urgently needed to find someone to talk to.

"Please speak, Mr. Hong. I am all ears."

"I was originally a disciple of the Qilu Bohai School. After I learned my trade, I went down the mountain and sailed on the Bohai Sea. I made many like-minded friends. One of them was my sworn brother. He took a fancy to a wandering woman and proposed to her. She refused, but she attacked me with a sword and cut off my ears."

"This woman is so vicious. If she doesn't agree, then just part ways amicably. Why cut off someone's ears?" Huang Sixi said with an appropriate teasing:
"She's so fierce, I guess she'll never get married in this lifetime."

Hong Shenghai thought that if she had gotten married earlier, it would have been better. If she hadn't been in the spotlight, her sworn brother wouldn't have met her, and wouldn't have forced her into marriage, nor would he have caused this embarrassing incident.

"She cut off my brother's ears. Out of brotherhood, I invited dozens of good friends, tied her up in front of my brother, forced her to apologize, and then marry my brother." Hong Shenghai is also a ruthless person.

"This..." Huang Sixi smiled bitterly: "Mr. Hong, an apology is necessary, but a forced melon is not sweet. Forcing her to get married, aren't you afraid of the consequences?"

"Hey, who said it wasn't!"

Hong Shenghai raised his head and closed his eyes, his face full of sadness.

After a while, when he calmed down, he continued, "Master Bao, you are an outsider, and you can see that this matter has consequences. But I was blinded by my sense of loyalty and didn't notice it at all!"

Huang Sixi was full of contempt. What bullshit loyalty? You just think weak women are easy to bully. You must have done similar things in the past. It's just that the women you abducted before had no background, so you got away with it. But the target of the abduction this time is a super tough guy, and you can't deal with the consequences.

Hong Shenghai asked again: "This woman's name is Sun Zhongjun, nicknamed the Flying Witch. I wonder if Mr. Bao has heard of her?"

Huang Sixi said: "Although I have never been to the Central Plains, I have received many heroes from the Central Plains. This flying witch seems to be a disciple of the Huashan Sect."

Hong Shenghai nodded: "Yes, it was a Huashan disciple! That night, Sun Zhongjun's master Gui Erniang suddenly came and stabbed my brother to death with a sword. She also killed dozens of my friends. If I hadn't run fast, I would have been killed by her."

Huang Sixi was slightly surprised: "Gui Erniang, a mere woman, really has such great ability that she can kill all of Hong Xianggong's dozens of brothers?"

Huang Sixi thought, even if you are just a few dozen pigs, at least most of you can escape.

(End of this chapter)