touchnovel Chapter 92 Spicy Eyes
Chapter 92 Spicy Eyes
Long Yijun remained calm and fearless.
He moved nimbly among the knife-wielding men.
Each time, the swords and weapons were just a hair's breadth away from hitting her, but it was precisely that tiny difference that allowed Long Yijun to escape unharmed.
He was like a fish constantly swimming through raging waves.
No matter how big the waves were, they had no effect on him whatsoever.
"Alright, you've all had enough exercise. Can you feel it now?"
Long Yijun calculated the time with a smile on her face.
The numerous ghostwriters were immediately taken aback.
I tried to feel my body carefully, but I didn't find anything unusual.
"Hmph, you flower thief, you dare to swindle us here?"
"Today is the day you are brought to justice. Don't even think about playing any tricks. Brothers, tighten the encirclement. Don't give him that big opening again."
The group attacked again.
This time, Long Yijun did not engage them in prolonged combat, but instead fought and retreated, slowly withdrawing from the battle.
Just now we were surrounded and attacked, now we are being chased and killed.
Long Yijun wasn't in a hurry, and led more than ten people to circle around the mountain god temple.
One lap, two laps, three laps.
When they had circled five times, one of the men who was doing the knife sensed something was wrong.
"What's wrong? Why am I so hot?"
"I'm hot too, but that's normal. We've been fighting for so long, it would be abnormal if we weren't hot."
"No," the man who was performing the surgery touched his forehead, "I feel more than just hot; I feel extremely agitated! I feel restless and uneasy."
"Hey, now that you mention it, I kind of feel the same way."
"Oh no, Long Yijun must have secretly used some tricks on us."
"Never mind that, let's capture him first!"
The crowd gathered around again.
This time, however, they clearly felt their movements become sluggish and stiff, and their hands and feet seemed to be out of their control.
Before Long Yijun could even make a move, these people fell to the ground one after another.
They were still fully conscious.
"Long Yijun, what exactly did you do? Why are we so hot and weak?"
Faced with the accusations from the crowd, Long Yijun simply smiled.
"Don't rush, this is just the beginning. You'll get the energy soon."
Long Yijun ignored the knife-wielders, entered the mountain god temple, and came out carrying two women on her back.
"See you next time, guys!"
After saying that, Long Yijun carried the two women on her back and prepared to leave.
"Um?"
Long Yijun suddenly stopped, and a handsome young man appeared in front of him.
"Kid, you're one of those ghostwriters too, here to arrest me?"
A smile appeared on Long Yijun's face.
Lu Lin nodded. "You are Long Yijun? With such looks, you might find someone who likes you at Qingyan Tower. Why go through all this trouble to find a woman yourself?"
"Ha, you don't know anything. Women that you can buy with money are never as good as those you get yourself."
Long Yijun looked Lu Lin up and down.
Aside from being younger, Lu Lin appeared to be otherwise normal.
"Whether you're the ghostwriter or not, I'm going to find a place to enjoy this delicious meal."
Long Yijun, carrying two women, suddenly ran towards Lu Lin.
Lu Lin quickly raised his knife.
But Long Yijun changed direction halfway through.
He freed his right hand and waved it at Lu Lin.
A cloud of medicinal powder was thrown at Lu Lin, hitting him head and face.
Lu Lin had already seen on the roster that Long Yijun was skilled in using poison and medicine, so he quickly held his breath.
sudden!
Lu Lin appeared in front of Long Yijun in an instant.
Fearing he might hurt the two respectable women, Lu Lin punched Long Yijun in the chest.
Long Yijun took two steps back.
The two women were thrown to the ground.
With two loud thuds, the woman who landed heavily showed no signs of waking up.
"Kid, you're not weak. Since you want to die, I'll play with you!"
Long Yijun flicked her sleeve, and two short daggers appeared.
Lu Lin didn't answer and bumped into Long Yijun.
The sharp dagger tore through Lu Lin's clothes, but was stopped by his skin.
"Um?"
"Die!"
Seeing Long Yijun stunned, Lu Lin clenched his fists and unleashed a Black Tiger Heart Strike, aiming straight for Long Yijun's chest.
"what……"
Long Yijun cried out in pain, flew far away, and crashed to the ground.
He struggled to get up, but everything went black and he collapsed to the ground.
"Who...who are you?"
Lu Lin smiled at him, "Guess."
Seeing that Long Yijun was unable to move, Lu Lin went to check on the two women.
Both of them only suffered injuries from the fall and were drugged; they had no other injuries.
Lu Lin took out a rope and tied Long Yijun up securely.
"Gentlemen, I'll go first... um?"
Lu Lin intended to say goodbye to the other ghostwriters, but soon witnessed a scene that shocked him.
They were seen in twos and threes, taking off their coats and pants, and hugging each other naked, touching each other.
What are they doing?
Lu Lin was taken aback, just in time to see a sinister smile on Long Yijun's face.
It must have been this guy's doing.
However, Lu Lin felt somewhat reluctant to let so many ghostwriters cause trouble.
"Where's the antidote?"
"Antidote? What antidote?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Lu Lin glared at Long Yijun. "I'm doing a ghostwriter mission. The mission only requires me to bring back your head. If you don't cooperate, hmph."
Long Yijun remained silent.
He knew that he had committed crimes for many years and that once he entered prison, he would surely die.
It's better than dying now.
"There is no antidote for them, but if we control their movements, they will naturally recover in three hours."
Three hours?
Your medicine lasts quite a long time.
Lu Lin thought to himself, "I'm just complaining."
He was no longer bound by ropes and tried to find some on the other knife handlers, but as soon as he went over, one of the knife handlers grabbed his wrist.
Lu Lin suddenly broke free and rummaged through the clothes they had torn themselves.
These are all veteran ghostwriters, and they are quite well-prepared.
Lu Lin tied their hands and feet, placing one of them every three to five meters.
"Brothers, once you wake up, just untie yourselves. I'll go hand in my mission now."
The ghostwriter, whose consciousness was already confused, was completely unable to respond to Lu Lin's words.
When they returned to the Jinshan Prefecture government office with Long Yijun, the young yamen runner was quite surprised.
After verifying Long Yijun's identity, Lu Lin was quickly given a bronze token for being a swordsman, as well as two thousand taels of silver.
Seeing that it was still early, Lu Lin had a big meal on the street before leaving the city again.
Long Yijun just told him that there was a good thing in the mountain god temple, as a way of thanking Lu Lin for not killing him.
Lu Lin knew something was amiss, so he decided to go and investigate.
By the time he arrived at the mountain god temple, it was already dark, and the poisoned knife handlers had already untied their ropes and left.
Inside the mountain god temple, Lu Lin searched around and found a small notebook.
The notebook records Long Yijun's targets, the process of each crime, and her feelings upon successfully committing the crime.
"Zhang Yuying, the daughter of Master Zhang of Jinshan Prefecture, was captured by me, but was taken away by a group of bandits when we passed through Qingshui Bay. She has probably been killed."
"If anyone sees this message, they can decide for themselves whether or not to go to the rescue."
This is what was written on the last page of the notebook.