Qin Shi: I went astray in the Heavenly Sect

Chapter 120 The Shocking Salamander Reappears, Old News Resurfaces in Daicheng

Xihe rides the sun to rise, while Chang'e carries the moon to fall.

Time flies, and the next day has already passed in a flash.

On an ancient road, a horse-drawn carriage is moving at a steady pace. The wheels roll over the ground, and the axle makes a series of creaking sounds, like a ballad from the depths of time, full of vicissitudes and unique charm.

"Hey, look!"

"Hey, this is fucking crazy!!"

Pedestrians frequently stopped to comment on the passing carriage, expressing their astonishment.

Upon closer inspection, the carriage was quite ordinary, but the driver attracted a lot of attention. A boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old was sitting on the seat. What was even more surprising was that the reins used to drive the horses were casually placed aside and not held in his hand.

You should know that even the most skilled horse trainers in the world would not dare to drive horses like that on the road. The road is open to everyone, which means that unexpected events can happen at any time.

Surprisingly, the horse was unusually well-behaved and walked along the road on its own without the boy's prompting. When people saw this, most of the passersby would stop and take a second look, and those with a more easygoing personality would often make a few comments.

However, the young man driving the carriage seemed to care nothing for any of this. He leaned against the carriage door, occasionally exchanging a few words with the people inside, appearing quite carefree.

"What are you thinking about?"

The boy spoke, his voice somewhat languid.

Sounds soon came from inside the car.

Thinking of Sister Zi Nu, and Aunt.

The voice wasn't loud, just loud enough for the boy to hear, but the tone was extremely gentle, like a mountain stream, making one feel refreshed and relaxed.

"What are you thinking about now, young master?"

After a while, the sound came again.

The boy lightly trotted his feet, and the horse seemed to sense something. Its hooves lifted slightly, and its pace quickened a bit, but this did not affect the stability of the carriage.

"I have a junior sister who, like Wei Zhuang, has white hair. She's been away from the mountain for half a year now, and I wonder how she's doing."

The boy's voice carried a hint of reminiscence, and a touch of gentleness quietly crept into it.

"Does the young master like her very much?"

After a moment of silence, the voices from inside the car came through again, but this time they carried a hint of inquiry.

The boy thought for a moment, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

"how to say?"

"At least I don't dislike him; he's a precocious little guy."

After hearing the boy's words, there was no movement inside the car for a long time, as if they were stunned. After a while, a voice came out, carrying a hint of doubt.

"Small in stature but big in talent??"

The boy seemed to remember something and shook his head.

"Meaning mature beyond one's years."

Upon hearing this, a burst of laughter immediately came from inside the carriage.

"Isn't that just like the young master? Could they be cut from the same mold?"

Upon hearing this, the boy's lips curled into a smile, but he didn't reply.

Inside the carriage sat a girl, a very beautiful girl with an oval face, bright eyes, and a gentle, watery gaze.

At this moment, she was wearing a moon-white long dress, leaning against the carriage door, with a lingering smile on her lips.

The young man who had just driven the car spoke of being mature beyond his years, which was exactly what she wanted to hear, hence her repeated giggles.

However, she was not averse to those four words. After all, in this chaotic world of war, an ordinary person would have been devoured long ago, leaving not even a bone fragment.

As if lost in thought, the girl sighed softly, then murmured to herself.

"Korea, Xinzheng, Zilanxuan, Sister Zinu."

These two people were none other than Chen Xiuyuan and Nongyu, who had left Xinzheng.

For Nongyu, this trip was her first long journey in her life. She had never left Xinzheng before, and she spent most of her time in Zilanxuan.

This was the first time the girl had left her homeland, which added a touch of sadness to her heart.

Meanwhile, in Xinzheng City, General Ji Wuye's face turned ashen upon hearing Bai Feng's report.

"Mo Ya is dead??"

How did he die?

Bai Feng knelt on one knee, his expression cold and stern. He and Mo Ya were very close, and Mo Ya's death almost drove him into a rage.

"It was Jing Ni who made the move. Mo Ya was killed while trying to cover for me."

Upon hearing this, veins bulged on Ji Wuye's forehead, his eyes were filled with killing intent, and his iron fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Last night, King Han was furious about the loss of the tiger tally. Later, he learned that the king had mobilized the entire city's imperial guards without prior notice. In his rage, King Han vented his anger on the king.

Last night, the Imperial Guards suffered heavy losses, and Bai Yifei's ambiguous attitude made this general hesitant to act rashly. He was severely scolded by the King of Han, and Zhang Kaidi, Han Yu, Han Fei and others mocked him, almost making him lose face.

Recalling what happened yesterday, Ji Wuye's voice grew even colder.

"Weren't you secretly going to retrieve those two Yue King Eight Swords? How did you end up encountering Jing Ni?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Wuye seemed to realize something. He was thinking of retrieving the Eight Swords of Yue Wang, and Jing Ni naturally had the same idea. Moreover, since this person was from Luo Wang, and the swordsman had been killed, it was probably an arrangement made by Luo Wang.

"The Net, I won't let this go so easily!!"

After a moment of silence, Ji Wuye kicked the bronze jar beside him, spilling the fine wine all over the ground.

He then instructed Bai Feng to send a message to the man in the raincoat, asking him to come over that night. The tentacles of the Luo Wang network spread throughout the seven kingdoms, and there were also a considerable number of Luo Wang assassins in Korea. Now that the Luo Wang network had killed his people on his territory, how could he possibly back down?
Ji Wuye never mentioned Mo Ya again; to him, a dead man was of no value.

About half a day later, when Xiu Yuan was resting at a dilapidated temple, he unexpectedly learned from passersby that the area ahead had been blocked by the Qin army.

This surprised him somewhat, and after inquiring carefully, he learned that it was the army of King He of Qin.

Xiu Yuan only had a brief memory of this Qin general; he seemed to have been the deputy general of Bai Qi, the Lord of Wu'an of Qin.

The troops that Li Si mentioned in the Han court must be this person. After thinking for a while, Xiu Yuan, adhering to the principle of "better to avoid trouble than to cause trouble," decided to take a detour to Zhao and then return to Qin.

However, when he returned to the carriage, he suddenly discovered that there was another person in the carriage—Mo Ya.

Nongyu noticed a slight change in Mo Ya's expression. She recognized him; he was Ji Wuye's most loyal lackey.

"Young master, you've been quite a searcher for me!"

Upon hearing the other party's words, Nongyu's eyes twitched, and she subconsciously glanced back, as if trying to confirm whether Ji Wuye's army had also arrived.

"Let's change our clothes!"

Xiu Yuan didn't say much, just offered a simple reminder. Mo Ya shrugged, looking rather helpless.

"There's something you might not know, young master. This place is in the middle of nowhere, so even if I wanted to change, there would have to be a place for me to do so!"

"Then you can wait in the carriage for a while."

Upon hearing Xiu Yuan's words, Nong Yu was taken aback. She didn't talk much, but she was quite adept at reading people.

She subconsciously looked at the boy beside her.

"Xiu Yuan, is he one of ours?"

However, this time, before Xiu Yuan could explain, Mo Ya spoke first, saying, "Miss Nongyu, please don't misunderstand. He is the young master's person, not yours."

Xiu Yuan shook his head.

"Get in the carriage! Wang He's army has blocked the road ahead. We'll take the route through Zhao and then return to Qin."

Mo Ya's eyes held a hint of amusement upon hearing this.

"With your strength, young master, a mere army shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Xiu Yuan paused, then chuckled.

"And then what? Everyone knows about it? Then I doubt I'll have a single day of peace from now on."

Mo Ya's eyes flickered slightly as he glanced at Nong Yu, who had already returned to the carriage, and shrugged.

"That's true. A night assassin and a girl as beautiful as an angel. If I were Wang He, I probably wouldn't have ignored them either."

Mo Ya's skills were decent, and he could be a good helper, but his temper was infuriating. Xiu Yuan replied irritably, "Good that you know, now get inside!!"

Mo Ya chuckled and turned to climb into the carriage.

“Young master, we can actually hire a coachman.”

Xiu Yuan ignored the chatterbox. He wasn't stupid; if he could find someone, wouldn't he? But those people of unknown origin—even if they wanted to, he wouldn't bother with them!
In case he encountered spies from other forces and had to deal with their intrigues, he decided to drive himself instead, at least he wouldn't have to worry about being on guard.

"When we get to the next town, go change your clothes, and then you can drive."

Mo Ya leaned against a corner of the carriage, his hands folded behind his head. Hearing Xiu Yuan's words, his previously tense nerves suddenly relaxed. This meeting was not what he had expected, but thinking about it, it seemed to be the way it should be.

When he first followed this young man, he noticed his difference. His easygoing nature was in line with the essence of Taoism, and in this situation, such a choice was reasonable.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips, a smile that conveyed a profound sense of contentment.

"As ordered."

After Xiu Yuan reached the horse's seat, he gently patted the horse and said, "Let's go, you idiot!"

The horse snorted and reluctantly turned its head away, abandoning the lush green grass near its mouth.

"Young master, have you studied horsemanship?"

Mo Ya, who saw this scene through the gap in the carriage, was somewhat surprised. Horse-taming techniques were common in the army, but to make a horse so obedient was by no means something that could be accomplished overnight.

"Never."

Xiu Yuan put the reins aside and gently shook his head.

"No way??"

Mo Ya didn't believe Xiu Yuan's explanation.

After a moment of silence, Xiu Yuan slowly spoke, "I just explained some principles to it."

Mo Ya was taken aback. Reason with a horse? He even doubted if he had misheard, but then he saw Nong Yu chuckling to herself, and he knew that this matter was probably not so simple.

"Please enlighten me, Miss Nongyu."

Nongyu thought for a moment and then explained, "I just scared it a little."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ya was speechless. He thought to himself, how could a beast possibly understand human speech? So this is how the logic works in his new master's eyes? However, when he thought about his previous experiences, he couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

After asking for directions several more times along the way, Xiu Yuan turned his car onto the road leading to the State of Zhao.

When they passed an inn, Xiu Yuan changed Mo Ya's clothes, and soon this person became the driver.

Looking at the girl sleeping with her head resting against his lap, Xiu Yuan gently shook his head.

As if remembering something, Xiu Yuan asked, "How did you leave?"

Mo Ya sat on the chariot, holding the reins in both hands, looking focused. Xiu Yuan could reason with the horse, but he couldn't, so he naturally had to be careful.

Upon hearing Xiu Yuan's words, Mo Ya frowned slightly.

He then explained, "Yan Ri and Xuan Jian were killed by the young master. The two Yue King Eight Swords were sent to the palace by the Ninth Young Master. Ji Wuye was quite interested in them, so he sent Bai Feng and me to investigate. Unfortunately, the last Heaven-level assassin from Luo Wang who came to Xinzheng was also there, so I got the opportunity."

Xiu Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"You mean Jing Ni??"

Mo Ya nodded, then added with a rather emotional tone, "As expected of a top-tier assassin from the Luo Wang organization, his skills are truly remarkable. I've fought against Bai Feng and Wei Zhuang from Liu Sha before, and they weren't as troublesome as him."

Upon hearing this answer, Xiu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly. The last person he saw in Xinzheng was Jing Ni. He hadn't expected that the girl would actually turn back. However, after thinking about it, he understood Jing Ni's actions.

The Eight Swords of Yue were a means for Luo Wang to attract swordsmen from the seven kingdoms. Even the code names of the assassins were named after swords. Under such circumstances, Luo Wang naturally could not allow these famous swords to be left to circulate outside.

"This world is vast. As far as I know, there is one person whose name is known throughout seven kingdoms for his exceptional lightness skills."

Upon hearing this, a hint of interest flashed in Mo Ya's eyes.

When it comes to internal strength and swordsmanship, he has nothing to argue about, but when it comes to lightness skills, he has never truly admired anyone.

"Whom are you referring to, young master?"

Xiu Yuan wasn't sure if that person had joined the Mo family yet, so he thought for a moment and said, "A thief."

Mo Ya narrowed his eyes and then asked, "Is the young master referring to Dao Zhi, who is known as the greatest thief in the world?"

"That makes sense. His lightning speed technique is indeed extraordinary. If there's a chance in the future, I might be able to have a go at him."

Time passed quickly, and three days went by in the blink of an eye. Nothing major happened along the way. Looking at the city in front of him, Xiu Yuan was quite emotional.

"Daicheng?"

Xiu Yuan glanced at the sky; the sun had already set, and he estimated it would be dark soon. After thinking for a moment, he said softly, "It's getting late. Let's go into the city and rest for the night, then set off again tomorrow morning!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Ya and Nong Yu nodded in agreement.

Mo Ya, in particular, was not very satisfied with his current attire. What good things might be in the roadside inn? Now that Xiu Yuan was planning to take a break, he could take the opportunity to change into a set of clothes that he was satisfied with.

The group then entered the city. Just as they found an inn, Xiu Yuan heard a somewhat familiar voice coming from there.

"Young hero, I am Ji Dong~~"

(End of this chapter)