How come I was the one being targeted?

"Whoa-!"

Bai Jun was so frightened that he dropped the carved fish lantern in his hand. Subconsciously, he was about to draw the long sword at his waist to fight back. This didn't look like a joke, so the woman behind him hurriedly explained, "It's me, it's me. It's just a little joke. Don't get excited."

Under the dim light, Bai Jun finally saw her face clearly.

The slightly modified Ten Kings uniform wrapped around her exquisite and curvy figure, while her slender legs that were more than half her height were even more attractive. Her delicate buttocks were smooth and curvy under the tight shorts, and the absolute area of ​​her completely uncovered white skin formed between the shorts and the lace-up boots looked even more attractive under the dim light.

Her long, silvery hair flowed freely behind her, a few strands covering her pretty face. Her delicate features were deep and charming, but the dark circles under her eyes and the always dull, leaden-gray eyes made her look not in the best of spirits, and indeed, that was the case.

"Ah, it's been a while. How have you been? I haven't been feeling well lately, but considering I've always been feeling poorly, it's okay..."

Seeing Miss Jackdaw in front of him, whose eyes were usually dull, her face was filled with the worry of paperwork, and she was chattering noisily, Bai Jun quietly withdrew his left hand from the hilt of the knife. His tense and serious expression gradually relaxed, replaced by a hint of helplessness.

"Ms. Jackdaw, do you know that doing this at night would scare people to death?"

"But you looked pretty scary just now. I almost thought you were going to chop me up... So, is this considered a work-related injury?"

"Hmm? That shouldn't count... Stop changing the subject! And I haven't even pulled out the knife, how could I possibly hurt you?" Bai Jun bent down to pick up the carved fish lamp and patted the lamp body until the dim light came back on. But just as he was about to continue complaining, he felt a fragrant breeze blowing towards him.

"Xi, keep your voice down. I just sneaked out. Don't make me go back and write a self-criticism."

Jackdaw's usually expressionless and cold face now looked particularly nervous. He moved closer to Bai Jun and covered his mouth with his hand to prevent the noise from disturbing the returning group of underworld officials.

Bai Jun felt his shoulders sinking between two soft lumps, and his mouth was pressed against warm and delicate skin, so he rolled his eyes helplessly and nodded in agreement.

After she removed her hand and regained her ability to speak, Bai Jun forced himself to suppress his urge to complain. He shielded his face with his hands and deliberately lowered his voice as he asked, "So what did you want to do by sneaking out to see me?"

"It was just a coincidence that I ran into you and caught up with you, but this coincidence really shows that there is some kind of fate between you and me." Jackdaw smiled and asked, "What about you? Why are you still wandering the streets so late?"

Bai Jun lowered his head in frustration, leaning against a bed beside the road and sighing, "Working overtime...what are you laughing at?"

"Ah, it's nothing. I just feel a little relieved to hear that someone else has gone through the same hardship. I don't mean to make fun of you."

Even so, Jackdaw couldn't stop smiling. Finally, he simply imitated Bai Jun, leaning against the wooden railing beside the road and sighing, "It's so nice to be able to stand here for a while and do nothing. When I think about going back to the Karma Hall and looking through the mountains of sin files, I can't help but wish this moment could last forever and ever."

"Come on, I want to go back to bed as soon as possible. I don't want to stand in the street in the cold wind."

The night wind was somewhat chilly, so Bai Jun tightened his coat to prevent the harsh wind from blowing into his clothes.

It was already past nine o'clock, and most of the residents of Xianzhou had fallen into a sound sleep. Bai Jun, who had been busy all day, felt a little sleepy. He stretched himself and now only wanted to quickly return to his warm little home, take a comfortable bath, and then have a good sleep.

"I won't disturb you from working. If possible, please give my regards to your sister. That's all. Goodbye."

After saying goodbye, Bai Jun had not taken a few steps when someone grabbed the corner of his clothes. Turning around, he saw Jackdaw trying to say something with a conflicted look on his face.

"My sister..."

"Your sister? What happened to Xueyi?" Bai Jun had a bad feeling in his heart and walked forward to ask seriously.

Jackdaw's lips moved a few times, but he said nothing in the end. He forced a smile and shook his head: "No, it's okay, my sister is fine. Let's meet again next time... No, it's better not to meet again. After all, nothing good will come of meeting me."

What Bai Jun hated most was this kind of riddle behavior. Seeing that she refused to speak, he hit her head with the scabbard in annoyance.

"Woo..." The jackdaw covered its head, squatted on the ground and made a cute sound.

"Hurry up and tell me!" Bai Jun had no intention of showing any mercy to the woman, and still urged her in an ominous tone.

"Sister, sister, she was chasing after the secret demon taught by the King of Medicine. Unexpectedly, the demon's methods were vicious and she was seriously injured, causing the body of Yan Ou to be destroyed again. This is the fifth time this month. I advised her to hand over this task to other judges, but after she woke up, she insisted on chasing him..." Jackdaw's eyes were dim, and there was a slight tremor in his voice.

My sister is always like this, never caring about her own puppet body and soul. Although the clever puppet body does not feel pain, it is after all a vehicle for the soul. If it happens too many times, the damage and oppression to the soul will be irreversible.

She and Huo Huo have been nagging about this more than once or twice, but the effect is pitifully small.

"Oh, really, that idiot, his head is made of a single-minded thing, the kind of person who won't turn back until he hits the wall."

Bai Jun ruffled his hair in a slightly irritated manner. If Xue Yi wasn't around at the moment, he would have pinched her face hard and asked her what on earth was going on in her head. If she couldn't beat the monster from the Medicine King's Secret Teachings, she should have just handed things over to someone else... Wait, the Medicine King's Secret Teachings?

Bai Jun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Wait, you were talking about the demon from the Medicine King's secret teachings, right?"

"Well, the secret demon of the Medicine King stole the prescription of the Danding Division, and now the Ten Kings Division is trying its best to hunt him down." Although Jackdaw didn't know why his expression suddenly became so scary, he still answered truthfully.

"This is really a case of searching for gold everywhere but finally finding it without any effort..." He murmured and left here alone.

Only the Jackdaw was left standing there in a daze, silently looking at his back, with his outstretched hand falling down weakly.

Is it really too much of a stretch to ask him to take care of my sister's affairs?... But then again, who would risk their own life to joke with those who have already said goodbye to the underworld?

It's so cold, how strange.

This body had clearly lost its five senses long ago, but now it felt a little cold for some reason. She squatted down, buried her face in her arms, and her curled up body trembled slightly.

Just then, a warm coat was draped over her back.

It was Bai Jun who had returned. He looked puzzled and said, "Why are you still standing there like an idiot? Hurry up and lead the way!"

Chapter 34: You are suspected of being unfaithful to the Emperor Bow

A public toilet somewhere in Liuyundu.

The man lit a cigarette. The faint flickering flame was like a firefly in the night. A gust of wind might have extinguished the heat, but after briefly filtering through his lungs, the momentary comfort made him feel that he was still alive.

The man stepped hard on the cigarette butt thrown on the ground with his toes, walked out of the public toilet, and immediately showed an expression of disgust, as if a chill penetrated into his body, dispelling the warmth that he had accumulated with great difficulty.

This season is the time when cold and warm alternate, and there is nothing that can be done even if the temperature difference at night is large. But having said that, he still cannot understand why the people of Xianzhou let their ship retain meaningless things such as time changes. Obviously, it is best to keep the environment at the most suitable temperature for humans, right?

"It turns out that I am not the same kind of person as those Immortal Boat people. Oh, it's so cold today."

He leaned against the wall of the public toilet, looking up at the sky as he spoke. The stars looked unusually large, it was just the same night sky as usual.

Liuyun Ferry was silent under the cover of the dark night. It seemed that there was no sign of life except for the dock which was operating on its own. However, even so, the calm attitude of the man Zhiming seemed as if he was accustomed to such things.

If he were an ordinary person, it would seem a little strange for him to appear here alone in the middle of the night. Not only that, his body and face did not resemble those of an ordinary office worker. Instead, he exuded an aura of violence, and the broadsword clattering at his waist seemed to prove this point.

The walls of the public toilet behind him were a worn, burnt brown color, with large chunks of plaster falling off and even parts of the walls collapsed. It was obvious that it had been abandoned for a long time, but strangely, the aisle at the door was swept exceptionally clean, and the incandescent lamps could emit a good brightness even at night.

It's clear that there's more to this than meets the eye.

The bell tied to the railing of the iron window of the public toilet is connected to a corner in the toilet. When encountering a situation, the guard only needs to shake the bell, and the people inside can quickly get the news and get support from their companions.

That being said, the man guarding the door didn't actually think anything would happen. He had been doing the same repetitive work for several years and would probably continue to do it forever.

He was feeling bored with the future and looking forward to the shift change. Just as he was bored, he suddenly heard a steady sound of footsteps coming towards him from afar.

The Chiming man guarding the door immediately became alert and stared at the very young figure with wide eyes. It was obvious that the figure was not on the list of invitees for tonight.

"Hey, don't you have eyes? This is..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a cold object on his neck. He looked down and saw that it was a long sword with a cold glow. He could vaguely feel that the sharp aura emitted by the person in front of him was definitely not something he could contend with.

According to his own words, he was able to live safely for the first three hundred years of this life by relying on only three words - "knowing the times."

Professional ethics and reputation are all bullshit. Is it worth sacrificing your life to earn such a small amount of money?

So he immediately stepped aside, opened the door, and said with a smile, "Haha, you're in a hurry to see the boss, right? Then I won't stop you. Please come in quickly!"

After saying that, he fled from here in a very funny posture, looking back every few steps, in a very embarrassed manner.

Bai Jun didn't have the time to pay attention to him. Instead, he used his scabbard to lift the dirty curtain in front of the bathroom and walked in slowly.

Behind the curtain, a strong smell irritated his nerves. The analysis results came in a second later - it was not the smell of ammonia, but the pungent smell of sodium hypochlorite.

Perhaps the vast majority of law-abiding Xianzhou residents would never have imagined that someone would open a clinic in an abandoned public toilet?

"Let me see where rats like to hide in the sewers..."

Bai Jun looked around and soon locked onto the crack between the third tile and the red brick in the wall.

Looking closely, the crack there is clearly separated from the floor, as if it is... a door?

Thinking of this, Bai Jun immediately raised his foot and stepped forward.

First there was the sound of broken metal parts, followed by a large hole in the wall. The damaged door panel made an exceptionally loud clanging sound and slid down the sturdy stairs, causing the guards to scream in fear.

"Is that so? It's exactly like the plot in the movie. Can't these guys come up with some new ideas?"

Bai Jun walked down the stairs complaining softly, and next he had to clean up the troublesome guy.

At the deepest part of the "medical clinic" is a not very big room. In the empty room there is only a table and a screen.

A man who looked like a doctor was talking to the muscular fox man in front of him.

"Tsk, stop talking nonsense. This is a forbidden recipe of the Danding Division, a recipe used by the Chiming Clan to restore the Chiming's memories of past lives. You should know its value." Zhan Guang's fingers tapped the table anxiously, his eyes revealing dissatisfaction with the offer made by the black marketeer in front of him.

It would be more accurate to say that this is an exchange rather than a clinic.

The doctor drank his tea slowly, a relaxed smile still on his face. "Of course I know its value, but you also know that things are very tense recently, and the name of the Medicine King's Secret is a taboo."

"Don't worry, I'm not the one who is taught the secret by the Medicine King now."

"I don't care about your personal affairs. I only know that the notice posted by the Divine Strategy Palace reads, 'The Medicine King's secret recipe was stolen by a demon, and this is an unforgivable crime.'" The doctor put down his teacup, smiled, and shook his head. "Do you understand? My men and I are just trying to make a living, and we don't want to bring bad luck to the Divine Strategy Palace or the Ten Kings Division."

This is clearly fucking nonsense. The money this bastard made from running the black market is enough to make him a billionaire, and now he is pretending to be a good citizen?

Zhan Guang clenched his fists, his teeth itching with anger, but he could do nothing about the doctor. He had now betrayed the secret teachings of the King of Medicine and had offended the Ten Kings Division and the Divine Strategy Palace. He had to escape from Luofu as soon as possible and it was really not advisable for him to cause any more trouble.

"Never mind, five thousand dysprosium is five thousand dysprosium."

"Deal, you are a real hero." The doctor smiled even more proudly, turned around and was about to withdraw the money, completely unaware of Zhan Guang's angry eyes that looked like he was about to kill someone.

Just as he was taking out the money, there was a sudden roar of shouting and a loud noise of things colliding outside the door. The doctor was startled and immediately asked loudly outside the house: "What happened?"

But there was dead silence outside the house, as if the sound just now was just an illusion.

But the cold sweat that broke out on the foreheads of the doctor and Zhan Guang was enough to prove that this was not a dream. The doctor took out a full 10,000 dysprosiums without hesitation and handed them to Zhan Guang in front of him, then took a few steps back without leaving a trace.

"Sir, could you please take a look at what's going on outside the door for me? Maybe the guys are drinking and acting crazy again."

"Of course I can.....Your grandmother's leg, you stinky dog, you still want to trick me into blocking the knife for you?"

Zhan Guang took advantage of the doctor's inattention and punched him hard in the face. Then he swept past the box full of patrol arrows and spat at the doctor who was howling on the ground: "Do you think I don't know you want to sneak out through the secret door?"

After saying that, he took the lead in overturning the screen in the room, kicked open the secret door hidden behind him, and hurriedly escaped.

"Damn you for being born!"

The doctor ignored the piercing pain in his nose and forced himself to stand up and escape quickly.

With a click, the door slowly opened.

"what!"

The doctor looked towards the door in a panic, and a very young, silver-haired man appeared in his field of vision. Through the half-open door, he could see corpses lying all over the corridor, and the doctor's heart sank to the bottom.

He crawled on the cold ground like a dog and began to beg for mercy in tears.

"Do you have the prescription?" Bai Jun asked a confusing question.

"Medicine, prescription? I don't know what prescription..."

The doctor hesitated for only a moment, but his immediate reaction led Bai Jun to a conclusion: "How many of the methods used by the Ten Kings Judges to arrest and interrogate people have you heard of? I'll ask you one last time, where is the prescription?"

"It's...it's..."

The reason why the doctor was able to mediate between the Dan Ding Bureau and the black market, and to operate outside the laws of the Immortal Boat, was not only because of his meticulous planning; it was also because he knew exactly what to do at the critical moment...

The moment Bai Jun approached, he bent his knees and lunged forward, exerting force with his heels, and a purple arc of electricity appeared in the center of his palms.

"The fucking magnetic field is spinning!"

An electrical pulse network is implanted under the artificial skin, a trump card he rarely shows to others.

No matter what kind of immortal boat or immortal species it is, no matter how skilled the craftsmanship and driving skills are... under the attack of full power operation, I am afraid it will all be a ball of charcoal.

However, Bai Jun's movements were much faster than his.

The doctor originally planned to distract the other party by talking, and then find an opportunity to strike a fatal blow. However, the moment he jumped, he was faced with a sheath blow that was much faster and more powerful than Zhan Guang's fist.

Boom-!

Before he could react, his nose had suffered a devastating blow, and then the unsheathed long knife had pierced through the doctor's bun and nailed into the wall.

Amidst the excruciating pain, the doctor tried hard to open his tear-blurred eyes and see the knife above his head clearly.

It was an unremarkable long sword with a pale blade, forged in an integrated style without any fancy carvings or artistic markings. The handle was flawless snow-white, and the blade was dotted with a sharp blue that had been point-hardened. Lines like transparent flames stretched along the sharpest line of the tip and into the jaws of the sword.

It looks heavy and sharp, as if it had just been polished not long ago, and the light reflected from the edge reminds people of the bright blue moon.

The weapon could be called a work of art—if only it hadn't been nailed to his own head.

"To make a long story short, I don't want my reasonable sleep time to be occupied... Tell me, where is the prescription and the person who taught the secret of the King of Medicine?" Bai Jun said to the doctor in front of him in a cold tone. No, perhaps it was more like a mechanical order.

If there were people who knew Bai Jun around at this moment, they would definitely feel unfamiliar with his current state, but for some reason, even Bai Jun at this moment did not seem out of place, as if he was supposed to be like this.

"Ahem... I confess! I confess everything! Please spare my life, hero! Please spare my life, hero!"

The doctor knew that it was pointless to quibble at this point, so he kept his head on the hilt of a sword and made a confession for a minute.