Chapter 70

He then unscrewed the bottle cap and aimed it at Murong Feiyan’s nose. Murong Feiyan inhaled the gas from the bottle, sneezed several times, and surprisingly woke up from her unconscious state. She blinked her eyes and saw Hu Xiaotian, dressed in monk’s robes, standing in front of her. Realizing her hands and feet were bound, she was terrified and screamed, "You... What do you want to do?"

Hu Xiaotian was at a loss, torn between laughing and crying. He had clearly come to her rescue, yet this Murong girl thought of him as something else. It seemed she never saw him in a positive light. Since you think of me like this, I might as well scare you a bit. Hu Xiaotian grinned wickedly, "What do you think I want to do?"

Murong Feiyan was frightened, her face turning pale. "Hu Xiaotian, I am an official of the court... You, you, you... dare to..."

Hu Xiaotian laughed, "You're an official of the court, and I'm not? With my character, what can't I do? Besides, we're in the middle of nowhere, with no one around. If I do something heinous to you, no one will know. Afterward, I can dispose of your body and throw you off a cliff. The wild animals in the mountains will eat you down to the bone, and no one will ever know. Who would know?"

Murong Feiyan angrily shouted, "Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

As soon as she finished speaking, several lightning bolts flashed across the sky, followed by a series of thunderclaps. Hu Xiaotian shrank back, thinking, "Oh, no need to take it so seriously, right?" He moved behind Murong Feiyan and untied the ropes on her wrists, not daring to continue his nonsense.

Murong Feiyan realized she had misunderstood him and her face turned red. She whispered, "Shameless scoundrel, you only know how to intimidate me."

Hu Xiaotian said, "I've already told you to be more careful. You're supposed to be the top female detective in the capital, yet you almost fell for these lecherous monks' trap. If I hadn't been alert, we would have been completely wiped out this time."

Murong Feiyan, now free, tried to stand up but felt weak and dizzy, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, Hu Xiaotian caught her in time, more accurately, he hugged her, with half of her body pressed against his chest.

Murong Feiyan, both embarrassed and anxious, said, "Let me go..."

Hu Xiaotian obediently let go, and Murong Feiyan fell straight to the ground. Her limbs were clearly stiff, and if she fell, she would definitely be bruised and swollen. Perhaps foreseeing her tragic fate, her scream this time was even more shrill.

Hu Xiaotian caught her again, this time completely hugging her and saving her from hitting the ground. Murong Feiyan felt weaker than ever, looking at Hu Xiaotian with a weak and breathless expression. Hu Xiaotian said, "Being strong also requires capital. I didn't force you; you insisted on clinging to me."

Murong Feiyan glared at him fiercely.

Hu Xiaotian said, "Do you know what it means to bite the hand that feeds you? That's exactly what you are!" He helped Murong Feiyan up again. Outside, Wuxing the monk's maniacal laughter could be heard; he had woken up again.

Murong Feiyan, supported by Hu Xiaotian, went outside. Although she didn't know what had happened, she knew that Hu Xiaotian had turned the tide and saved them. If not for his alertness, she might not have survived. Murong Feiyan almost didn't dare to think about it.

Wuxing lay on the ground, his face washed clean of blood by the heavy rain. Seeing Murong Feiyan being supported by Hu Xiaotian, he knew they had found the antidote, and his carefully planned robbery had failed. Wuxing was extremely frustrated. After being brutally beaten by Hu Xiaotian, he was in pain all over. Thinking of Hu Xiaotian's ruthless methods, he felt a chill run down his spine. With Hu Xiaotian's viciousness, he might do anything.

Murong Feiyan, seeing Wuxing, was so angry that her teeth ached. She said to Hu Xiaotian, "Kill him!"

Hu Xiaotian said, "Why don't you do it yourself?"

Murong Feiyan knew her condition; her body was weak, and she didn't even have the strength to hold a knife. Without Hu Xiaotian's support, she couldn't even walk.

Hu Xiaotian looked at Murong Feiyan and chuckled to himself. The strong Murong girl was now so dependent. He kicked Wuxing in the jaw, knocking him out again.

Hu Xiaotian took Murong Feiyan to a side hall. On the way, they saw the body of the monk he had killed earlier. As a detective, Murong Feiyan was used to seeing blood and violence, but she was still amazed. This boy, with his mediocre martial arts, had somehow eliminated so many evil monks. Murong Feiyan didn't know the full details; in fact, Hu Xiaotian had killed two more monks in the back courtyard.

In the side hall, Hu Xiaotian took out the ceramic bottle and held it to the noses of the four servants. The servants, stimulated by the smell, all woke up. They were confused and weak, just like Murong Feiyan when she first woke up. It would take some time for them to fully recover their strength.

Murong Feiyan rested for a while, feeling some strength return. She took out a mirror and quietly examined herself, quickly noticing the hickey on her neck. She hated the evil monks of Lansi Temple even more and felt a lingering fear. If Hu Xiaotian hadn't arrived in time, she might not have escaped. She whispered to Hu Xiaotian, "We need to report this to the local authorities as soon as possible."

Hu Xiaotian chuckled, thinking it was easier said than done. Not only were they in the middle of nowhere, but even if they reported it, they wouldn't be able to explain clearly. He then told Murong Feiyan that he had killed three monks. Murong Feiyan was shocked to hear this. Seeing the blood on Hu Xiaotian's clothes and the bruise on his forehead, she guessed he had faced many dangers to save them. She felt a wave of gratitude, but she was reluctant to express it.

Hu Xiaotian called Murong Feiyan outside. With her deep martial arts foundation, she had already recovered some of her strength and could walk freely.

Hu Xiaotian dragged the bodies hidden in the corridor to the back courtyard and placed them with the other two. He had heard the evil monks say they would throw the bodies off a cliff, so he assumed the cliff was near the back door.

Sure enough, just ten paces beyond the back door was a sheer drop. To avoid future trouble, Hu Xiaotian threw all three bodies off the cliff.

Murong Feiyan watched the entire process, though she didn't help, she didn't stop him either, clearly approving of his actions. Among the four evil monks, one was still alive. Hu Xiaotian dragged Wuxing to the edge of the cliff.

Wuxing, just waking up, was terrified when he saw where he was. His earlier arrogance and stubbornness were completely gone. He cried out, "Sir, spare my life, sir, spare my life, I won't dare, I won't dare..."

Hu Xiaotian sneered, "Isn't it too late to say that now?"

Wuxing said, "Sir... I'll give you silver. There's a lot of silver hidden in the Buddha statue in the main hall. Take the silver and go, please spare my life."

Murong Feiyan walked over and said coldly, "As a monk, how could you do such a heinous thing? Aren't you afraid of the Buddha's punishment?"

Wuxing trembled, "Lady, please spare me. Although I had evil intentions, I didn't even touch a single finger of yours. I... I'm not a monk. We four were originally bandits who robbed and plundered. We were driven here by the authorities. We killed the monks of Lansi Temple and took over the temple as a temporary refuge..."

He would have been better off not speaking. When Murong Feiyan heard that they had killed the monks of Lansi Temple, she was enraged. Thinking of the hickey on her neck and their ordeal that night, she was filled with hatred. She kicked Wuxing in the chest, sending him over the cliff. In the storm, they could only hear his distant screams.

Hu Xiaotian looked down at the bottomless abyss and shuddered. He turned to Murong Feiyan, who was staring at him with cold, expressionless eyes. He felt a chill and stepped back.

Murong Feiyan seemed to see through his thoughts and said with a half-smile, "Are you afraid I'll kick you down too?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "One must have a conscience!" Although he knew Murong Feiyan wouldn't do such a thing, he still moved to a safer spot. Women, after all, are the most irrational creatures in the world and might do something impulsive in a moment of anger.

Looking at Hu Xiaotian's back, Murong Feiyan couldn't help but smile slightly.

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