Chapter 33

The entire incident happened in a flash, with extreme speed. Jiang Feng suddenly became a bystander, shocked beyond words.

The old man frowned slightly, his voice tinged with dissatisfaction: "The method was too bloody, unpleasant to watch."

A delicate voice chimed in: "Exactly, making such a mess, how are we supposed to clean it up!"

A girl in pink walked out, wrinkling her nose as she glanced around, "The smell of blood is so foul!"

A guard in green apologized with a smile: "Miss Yuele, it was our fault..."

The girl in pink stuck out her tongue at them, looking extremely cute.

The old man turned to the girl and said: "Yuele, leave the rest to you. Remember to convey our regards to the Jiang family."

The girl responded cheerfully: "Sure thing, I know what to do!"

She walked to the bodies, her feet barely touching the ground, leaving no trace of blood on her shoes.

She lightly kicked her foot, and countless tiny green sprouts suddenly sprouted from the ground. Then, the sprouts grew rapidly, turning into long grass that covered the area.

The long grass stretched upward, grabbing the headless bodies and engulfing them.

Some vines emerged from the grass, rising high and holding the seven heads in front of the girl.

The girl pointed at the heads, counting: "One, two... six, seven! That's right, not a single one is missing!"

She turned and walked away, the vines holding the heads following her like strange and terrifying banners.

She returned to the estate, and the green grass gradually retreated into the ground. When it disappeared, the bodies and bloodstains on the ground were completely gone, as if they had been completely devoured by the grass.

The old man nodded calmly, and the girl smiled at him. They turned and disappeared into the depths of the estate.

The two guards in green exchanged glances, touched their noses, and resumed their indifferent and calm demeanor, then turned and walked in.

In an instant, the entrance to the estate had returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

A mountain breeze blew past Jiang Feng's nose, bringing a faint scent of blood. Perhaps only this scent indicated that what he had just seen was real.

There was something inexplicably strange about the whole incident.

From beginning to end, no one in the estate, whether old or young, or the two guards in green, had given him a second glance. If it weren't for Jiang Huixiao and the others, Jiang Feng would have thought he had entered another dimension!

Had they really not seen him, or had they intentionally let him go, not wanting him to get involved?

He glanced back at the estate and hurriedly left.

He no longer went hunting but returned directly to the unnamed valley.

Zhong Fan was sitting cross-legged under a tree, reading a book. Seeing him, he looked up and smiled: "We have some nice Mengshan fog tea here. Would you like to try it?"

Jiang Feng walked over, picked up the teacup in front of him, and drank it in one gulp. Then he poured himself another cup and drank it again. After three cups, he exhaled and asked: "Can you see me?"

Zhong Fan was taken aback, nodded, and said: "Of course."

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and smiled: "Okay, no problem!"

He had already figured it out.

Whatever was going on in that estate had nothing to do with him.

Moreover, he had been pursued and had fled there, and it had sheltered him. Although the people inside had killed and buried the bodies, their methods were quite bloody, but for him, it was all for the better.

In fact, he owed them a thank you!

Thinking of this, he smiled and noticed something different in the valley.

The simple treehouse he had built by hand was still there, but a row of wooden houses had suddenly appeared next to it.

There were three wooden houses in total, the light yellow wood shining in the sunlight, and the green tiles on the roof were neatly arranged like fish scales.

These were three simple and unadorned wooden houses, but they gave a grand and comfortable feeling. The most important thing was that they had suddenly appeared while he was out!

He didn't ask, just gave Zhong Fan a deep look.

Zhong Fan stood up from a mat. Jiang Feng glanced at it; the mat was light blue, initially looking like it was made of jade, but upon closer inspection, it was woven from a special kind of grass.

Zhong Fan walked to his side and said with a faint smile: "Although we can adapt to any situation, if we can live more comfortably, there's no need to be too strict with ourselves."

Jiang Feng shook his head, thinking: He doesn't intend to hide his background anymore...

However, he had no intention of asking more. To him, Zhong Fan was just a child he had rescued from the mountains. This child was frail, loved meat but was afraid to eat it, wanted to live but was afraid to live... That was all.

Oh, and he was also very skilled in business, as if he had a golden touch, able to multiply the money he got!

Jiang Feng smiled and asked: "Did you eat lunch? What do you want for dinner?"

Just like that?

Zhong Fan was stunned. He hadn't expected Jiang Feng to not ask a single question and just let the matter pass so casually.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Um... I want to eat the stewed chicken you marinated last time!"

"Hey, you can't eat the meat of a Ming beast..."

"I know a way to cook it..."

Their voices echoed in the valley, sounding incredibly real.

The rabbit looked in a certain direction and hopped along.

...

...

In the distant capital, on the east side of the outer city.

The eastern city began from the Jinlan River, with deep mansions and large courtyards spreading out, the black tiles layering and reflecting the sunlight, still appearing solemn and profound.

This was the location of the twenty-four families of the Zhu Tian Kingdom.

The twenty-four families of Zhu Tian were the twenty-four largest families in the kingdom, like the branches of a large tree, forming the basic structure of the country.

Most of them had multiple branches, and their influence extended through these branches to every corner of the Zhu Tian Kingdom, firmly controlling this land.

In the northeast corner of the eastern city, a family was enclosed by four walls, with a red gate inscribed with the character "Jiang," which was the Jiang family of Que Tacheng, the main branch of the Jiang family in Luming Town.

Compared to the branch in Luming Town, this place was much deeper and more secluded. Like all the families in Que Tacheng, even if there was turmoil inside, the outside was always quiet, the stone path swept clean, not a speck of dust to be seen.

A carriage came from the end of the street, arriving at the Jiang family's gate like a ghost.

The two horses pulling the carriage were as white as snow, with not a single blemish, but their legs below the knees were transparent, and their hooves were invisible. They moved rhythmically, making no sound.

The white horses were like snow, but the carriage was deep black. The black curtains hung low, making it impossible to see inside.

The carriage arrived silently at the Jiang family's gate and stopped.

A side door opened, and a gatekeeper hurried out, bowing and asking: "May I ask..."

Before he could finish, the black curtain was lifted, and a man in black robes walked down.

The gatekeeper was taken aback and involuntarily took a step back.

The man had stiff eyebrows and eyes, a lifeless gaze, and a face as pale as paper. His movements were also very stiff.

The gatekeeper's mind flashed, and he immediately recognized the identity of the man in black robes!

He, or rather, "it" was not a person but a puppet.

A treasure-grade puppet.

Regardless of the level of martial cultivator, they all placed great importance on treasure-grade items.

These were their weapons, their equipment.

A good, suitable treasure-grade item could often change the outcome of a battle, or even a war.

But the gatekeeper knew that this puppet was here for only one reason—

It was here to deliver a message.

It was created specifically to deliver messages.

This kind of work, which could be done by any servant, was entrusted to a precious puppet. Only one family in the Zhu Tian Kingdom would do such a thing.

The gatekeeper's heart settled, but then he was startled. He turned and ran inside.

The appearance of this puppet here must mean something had happened!

The puppet walked to the gate, raised its hand, and knocked three times.

The red gate opened, revealing the path to the main hall.

The Jiang family had actually opened the main gate for a mere puppet!

...

...

At the same time, at the Jiang family in Luming.

Since the incident with the Cimu group outside Luming Town, Jiang Tengqing had been somewhat uneasy.

Fortunately, someone from the capital later came to fulfill the second part of the original agreement. Jiang Tengqing knew that Lord Fuliu had not blamed them for it, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lord Fuliu had sent a teacher to take away Jiang Huiming and a few other outstanding young people, saying they would seclude themselves before the official exam to ensure these young people passed the state exam.

At the same time, he left two disciples to help train the remaining young people with potential, to increase the pass rate of the county exam.

The other party had thought of everything, and Jiang Tengqing was very satisfied.

On this day, he had a rare moment of leisure, called the family's entertainers, and prepared to rest well.

Just as the music and dance were in full swing, a sound of breaking reached his ears. The sound was extremely slight, but it overpowered the music and singing, becoming incredibly clear.

Jiang Tengqing's face changed, and he shouted: "Stop the music!"

The music and dance stopped abruptly. Another sound of breaking followed, becoming clearer. Each time it sounded, Jiang Tengqing's heart skipped a beat.

He stood up abruptly, pushed away the entertainers in front of him, and walked out the door, shouting: "What's happening?"

A moment later, a man ran over, fell to his knees in front of him, and said: "Head of the family, something big has happened!"

...

...

Jiang Yongshu hurried into the main room and immediately noticed the boxes on the table, and a faint scent of blood reached his nose.

He paused, then quickened his steps to the table, slamming the lid of a box open to reveal its contents.

He had already heard a rough account of what had happened before he arrived, but seeing it with his own eyes still made him feel dizzy.

Inside the box was a human head, cleaned and treated, with no trace of blood or decay, looking as if it were still alive!

He quickly opened several more boxes, and all of them contained human heads, most of which he recognized!

—Thanks everyone for your support, 5555, I really love you all!!

Page flip AD starts

Page flip AD ends