Chapter 39: Famous Instruments

Chapter 39: Famous Instruments

Chapter 39: Famous Instruments
The Wild Wolf Gang disciples gradually recovered.

Except for one unlucky guy who suffocated to death because the hot porridge poured into his nasal cavity, everyone else was fine.

Zhao Xia led the remaining nine people to pay homage to the young envoy of the Sun and Moon Sect again.

The Five-Spice Softening Muscle Powder only makes the poisoned people paralyzed, but they can hear and see, so they naturally know clearly what happened before.

Zhang Yu sat in the main seat with his back to the statue of Guan Gong.

Zhao Xia reported, "That bastard Zhao Huai'en has colluded with the Dragon Scale Society and set up an ambush in the Black Pine Forest 20 miles away. The Sixth Master is leading 30 brothers down the mountain to rescue them. Please come to the rescue as soon as possible."

Zhang Yu asked, "How long have they been gone?"

"Two hours."

Zhao Xia's expression darkened. It was a twenty-mile journey, even in the snow. They should have arrived in two hours. If they went now, they would probably... What if there were still some who could be saved? He would save as many as he could.

She was prepared for the cult's rejection.

"Then go and have a look, but you may not be in time."

Zhang Yu knew that as the leader of the banner, he was left alone and he should rescue as many members of the Wild Wolf Gang as possible.

The two had different original intentions, but both chose to go down the mountain.

Zhao Xia looked at Zhang Yu with some surprise in his eyes.

Zhang Yu warmed himself up, ate the dry food he brought with him, and stood up and said, "There is no time to lose, let's set off immediately!"

Zhao Xia cupped his hands and said, "I obey your command."

Although the people in the temple had been detoxified, their physical strength was not as good as Zhao Xia's and they had not fully recovered. Taking them down the mountain would be useless, so they had to stay in the Temple of the Saint of War.

The two men descended from Wolf Head Mountain and headed towards the black pine forest twenty miles away.

It was afternoon.

The snow on the road was very deep, reaching up to the knees in some places.

Zhang Yu used the "Flowing Clouds and Water" technique to run swiftly on the snow. His steps were light and graceful, leaving only three-inch deep marks wherever he stepped.

Zhao Xia had to use all his strength to keep up with his back.

She had no special training in light-weight martial arts, so every step she took was clumsy, but with the perseverance of a prairie wolf, she was able to keep up the pace.

In one hour, the two men traveled twenty miles on the snow.

Zhang Yu stopped and sat on the side of the road, slowly eating a sesame seed cake, looking at the black spot five hundred meters away, which was slowly moving towards this side.

It was freezing cold and he was running fast in the snow. He also used his internal energy carefully, which consumed a lot of his physical strength.

Zhao Xia walked up to him and sat down: "Sir, you have great martial arts skills!"

Zhang Yu threw her a pancake.

"Hurry up and recover your strength. In your current state, if you meet a master from the Dragon Scale Society, you will only be in danger."

Zhao Xia took the pancake and finished it in two bites.

"grown ups?"

"What's wrong."

"Anything else? One is not enough." Zhao Xia said embarrassedly. Apart from the two mouthfuls of poisonous porridge, she had not eaten for two days and two nights.

Suddenly, something changed. His father and six uncles died tragically. The burden of reviving the Wild Wolf Gang and seeking revenge fell on his shoulders.

Zhao Xia looks calm and composed, always appearing confident in front of his gang members, but one can imagine the pressure he's under.

It was not until today, when the envoys of the Sun and Moon Sect arrived, that these pressures gradually found a way to vent.

Zhang Yu took off the dry food bag and threw it to Zhao Xia to carry on his back.

This woman is five centimeters taller than me. It would be a pity to waste her such hard work.

While eating sesame cakes, Zhao Xia asked, "How many troops did you bring with you, sir?"

"Just me."

"Just one adult?"

Zhang Yu smiled calmly: "To deal with the Dragon Scale Society, I plus the Wild Wolf Gang, isn't that enough?"

"Enough...enough." Zhao Xia said incoherently while chewing a sesame cake, his cheeks puffed up.

Zhang Yu looked very confident and had greeted Tong Yukang hundreds of times in his heart.

"No wonder Qi Queqiao said he was a wolf cub who would bite anyone he caught." Thanks to Young Master Tong San, he was demoted from an incense master to a flag master.

According to the regulations, when the flag owner is sent to another place, he can take 25 disciples with him from the hall.

Thanks to Tong Yukang's care, Fenglei Hall assigned him 25 old, weak, sick and disabled people, those with broken arms and legs, and those who did laundry, fire and other odd jobs, but none of them could use a knife to kill people.

Zhang Yu simply took the bronze token and the warrant and went to take up the post alone.

After Zhao Xia finished eating all the biscuits in the dry food bag, she finally regained her strength. She picked up the Xuanhua axe and danced a few times to stretch her muscles.

Zhang Yu looked at the empty bag of dry food and knew that his plan had failed.

The two men went into the dense forest.

This forest lies between Pingyang City and Langtou Mountain, stretching for more than ten miles from east to west. There are few miscellaneous trees, and most of the trees growing there are black pine.

The forest here is deep and connected to the official road, which makes it quite dangerous. In bad years, there are small thieves who cut off the roads around.

There was an open space in the woods near the official road, with seven or eight fires burning. There were more than a dozen wooden stakes standing on the snow, with people tied to them, all of whom were beaten to a bloody mess and half-dead.

"Master, this is really strange!"

Lin Kun has only one daughter, but the Dragon Scale Society has many young masters.

They were all Lin Kun's carefully selected adopted sons. In the brutal battles with the Wild Wolf Gang in the past few years, the speed at which the adopted sons were updated and rotated was faster than that of the soldiers.

Peng Canghu is an exception. He has been worshipping Lin Kun as his godfather since five years ago and has lived until now.

Gang members all said privately that Peng Canghu was very lucky!

"Haven't found it yet? It's getting dark."

Peng Canghu was an ugly man in his thirties. He held a wolf-tooth iron rod in his hand and looked up at the sky which was gradually darkening.

"Some of my brothers found many footprints in the north. They must be the remnants of the Wild Wolf Gang that entered the forest."

"Dozens of people can't just disappear out of thin air, right?"

"Master, do you think there might be something wrong with Zhao Huai'en?"

"It shouldn't be possible. It was a Zhongshan wolf. It was vicious and cruel. Even Zhao Laodao fell into its trap."

"Well, since we know that the remnants of the Wild Wolf Gang are hiding in Wolf Head Mountain, we can just gather our men and go and kill them. Why go through so much trouble?"

"Foster father has his reasons for doing this. Wolf Head Mountain is in a dangerous position and a strong attack would cause huge losses. Besides..."

"What else?"

"Godfather has taken a fancy to Zhao Laodao's daughter?"

Zhan Laoshi was surprised and said, "The president is already fifty years old, and he usually doesn't treat women politely..."

Peng Canghu sneered and said, "Ordinary women are naturally not in my godfather's eyes, but it will be different if it is a world-famous instrument."

"A world-famous instrument? Isn't this..."

Zhan Laoshi didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

The so-called famous instruments in the world are all evaluated by some playboys and scoundrels, and most of the words are unbearable to hear, so it is better not to mention them.

There is a rumor in the martial arts world that if one combines with ordinary tools, one's essence will be depleted, but if one combines with famous tools, one can gain benefits and greatly increase the martial artist's power.

However, these are methods that only those who follow evil ways and cults would believe in.

The Longlin Society is a righteous force in the underworld of Pingyang Prefecture, and Lin Kun is a reputable righteous leader. How could he believe in such a method?

Peng Canghu was not surprised and said softly, "Father has been stuck in the Armor Breaking Realm for many years and cannot take any step forward. He is about to reach the age of knowing his destiny and his Qi Sea is hopeless. This is his last chance."

"Old Zhan, you understand, don't you? We must not let these Wild Wolf Gang members who came down the mountain escape back? Otherwise, we will alert the enemy. If Zhao Laodao's daughter escapes, how do you think our foster father will deal with us?"

Zhan Laoshi was sweating profusely. He just realized that there were so many tricks in this. All the famous instruments in the world, my goodness, even thinking about it made my mouth dry.

"I will lead the search myself!"

Peng Canghu looked at the men on the wooden stakes with a sneer on his face. These were things he specially brought from the Dragon Scale Society dungeon in Pingyang City. It seemed like they could really come in handy.

"Go to the woods and shout. If they don't come out, we'll have a fair fight to the death."

"Kill one of these Wild Wolf Gang captives every quarter of an hour."

"Kill them all before dark."

(End of this chapter)