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Old Master Qian nodded hurriedly and led Chu Yang and Li Gexiao to the outside of the money shop, where they boarded the carriage that had been prepared in advance.
The carriage traveled out under the cover of darkness.
Because of the recent strange occurrences in Jinling City, the city gates are heavily guarded, and no one is allowed to leave the city after curfew. However, Boss Qian was allowed to leave after getting off the car and exchanging a few words with the soldiers guarding the city.
When Boss Qian returned to the carriage, Chu Yang looked at him with a half-smile.
Old Master Qian laughed and said, "General Qi is not in Jinling City now; he has led the Qi Family Army to fight outside. The defense of the city gates is temporarily being handled by the County Magistrate." (End of Chapter)
Chapter 180. Sleeping soundly in a coffin! What bad luck!
180.
"General Qi? The Qi Family Army?"
Chu Yang's eyes lit up. He was surprised to find that the Qi Family Army still existed in this world. He had never paid attention to any court news and had no idea that Qi Jiguang existed.
Theoretically speaking, the world of the Ming Dynasty was already chaotic, so it wouldn't be surprising if anyone appeared.
"Sir, you also know General Qi?" Old Qian was a little surprised, but he quickly changed to an admiring expression and praised, "General Qi is very capable. The coastal areas are often attacked by Japanese pirates. If it weren't for General Qi, the people would not be able to live in peace at all."
"It wasn't just the Japanese pirates; General Qi also led his army to kill many powerful demons, protecting the peace of the region. If they hadn't left, Nanjing City probably wouldn't have been in this mess."
Li Gexiao wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that Boss Qian spoke with a hint of gritted teeth.
It seems General Qi has given these sorcerers a lot of trouble!
"Hearing these things from you, he must be a good general," Chu Yang said with a smile, his words carrying a deeper meaning.
Old Qian didn't catch the hidden meaning in his words. He put on a fawning smile and flattered, "What you say is true, sir. You and General Qi are heroes who admire each other!"
The carriage bumped along, getting closer and closer to the mass grave outside the city. The coachman, sitting on the carriage shaft, did not notice the huge creature following far behind.
The green eyes shone like will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness, chilling and terrifying!
The silvery-white wolf fur was sometimes visible and sometimes hidden in the moonlight.
After an unknown amount of time, the carriage slowed down more and more.
Finally, it came to a slow stop, and the huge figure in the night disappeared at the same time.
"arrive!"
Boss Qian was the first to get off the bus, his obese body protruding, followed closely by Chu Yang and Li Gexiao.
The coachman held the lantern high in his hand, and the firelight illuminated the surroundings.
The next second, they saw rows of abandoned graves and black coffins lying haphazardly all around.
"This is the place for you two. You should lie down quickly and wait for the people from the Bliss Pavilion to arrive."
Boss Qian bowed respectfully and then prepared to leave.
Chu Yang grabbed his shoulder and laughed, "Manager Qian, since we're already here, why don't you lie down with us and see for yourself what the legendary Paradise Tower is all about!"
Old Qian trembled and stammered, "Let's just forget about it. I'm too old to handle this kind of thing, and I'm afraid I'll just be a burden."
Li Gexiao said coldly, "It's not like I'm asking you to fight. Just play around there and buy us time to find Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou."
On the surface, Boss Qian pretended to be in a difficult position, but in his heart he was secretly thinking that, given the current situation, it would be good to accompany them to the Bliss Tower so that he could bury them there with his own hands.
"My lords, you must ensure my safety!"
Old Qian cowered and lay down in a coffin. His frightened expression would probably make anyone who saw him feel sorry for him.
Pretending to be pretty similar.
Li Gexiao, too lazy to watch his show, kicked the coffin lid off and closed the entire coffin.
"I've never lain in a coffin before in my life. I never thought I'd have the chance to experience what it feels like today."
Chu Yang smiled and used the wind to blow away the dust in the coffin, then quietly lay down inside and casually closed his own coffin. The whole process was smooth and seamless.
"Young master seems quite experienced," Li Gexiao joked, then mimicked Chu Yang's playful gesture as he closed the coffin for himself.
Only after the coffin was closed did Li Gexiao feel a sense of oppression, not only because the inside of the coffin was cramped and difficult for him to move, but also because the darkness inside was as silent and abyss-like as it was.
The silence of being completely enveloped in darkness, with no response whatsoever, is truly unbearable.
"It's okay, just bear with it for a little while."
While Li Gexiao was comforting herself, she had no idea that Chu Yang next door was already fast asleep.
There is no such thing as fear.
Just pretend you're camping. The tent is a bit small, but it doesn't matter. You can just sleep there, since you can't do anything else anyway.
Time ticked by, and Li Gexiao, lying in the coffin, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He almost couldn't hold back and burst out of the coffin. Just then, he felt the entire coffin float up.
The sound of faint footsteps followed, and the coffin swayed from side to side like a ship on the sea.
People are carrying a coffin!
People from the Paradise Pavilion have arrived!
Li Gexiao was in high spirits, and all his discomfort was forgotten. He only thought about going on a killing spree once he got there, venting all the pent-up frustration he had felt in the coffin.
Chu Yang slept even more soundly, surrounded by the swaying of the surroundings, like a cradle.
Under the moonlight, six dark figures carried three coffins and moved forward at high speed. If you looked closely, you could see that none of the six dark figures had feet!
The six shadowy figures carrying the coffin were not human!
After they left, a huge wolfhound quietly appeared in the mass grave. The wolfhound sniffed and determined the location by scent alone, and followed them again.
Meanwhile, in Jinling City, Yan Nantian was practicing his sword in a courtyard, while Jiang Feng sat on a stone bench nearby, drinking and watching his elder brother practice.
Yan Nantian's Wedding Dress Divine Skill needs to be relearned from scratch, and he doesn't know how long it will take. In order to protect the safety of his sworn brother's family, he cannot afford to waste a single moment.
Fortunately, the process of rebuilding was easier than he had imagined. The originally domineering true energy in his body became gentle, and he was finally able to control his mind at will.
"Your Highness is right. To use something effectively, you must first blunt its edge. After undergoing a complete overhaul, I have a much better understanding of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, and my cultivation speed is now incomparable to what it was before!"
"If things continue like this, it might not be long before I can return to my peak, or even go further."
Yan Nantian set the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword aside, laughed loudly, and walked towards Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng handed him the wine pot, and he drank it down in one gulp, looking extremely happy.
"His Highness Prince Xian's martial arts skills are unfathomable, and he also knows the characteristics of our martial arts. Thinking about it now is truly terrifying."
"I have been to the capital a few times over the years and heard some rumors about this prince, but they have nothing to do with his true appearance. I don't know why this wise prince is hiding so well?"
Yan Nantian shook his head and sighed, "The imperial court is unpredictable and treacherous, even more so than the grudges and feuds in the martial arts world."
"However, one thing is clear: His Majesty probably cannot tolerate the existence of the Wise Prince. One day, His Highness the Wise Prince will likely be killed by sword and axe."
"At that time, it will be my chance to repay your kindness!"
Jiang Feng looked at Yan Nantian in surprise, "Brother, are you implying that you want to rebel against the Prince Xian?"
Yan Nantian said calmly, "The world today needs a wise king like him to restore order to the land. Otherwise, the people of the Ming Dynasty will live in the shadow of demons and monsters every day."
Jiang Feng trembled all over, too shocked to speak.
The world's greatest swordsman is going to become a rebel; if word gets out, the entire martial arts world will be in an uproar!
Bang!
The coffin crashed heavily to the ground, waking Chu Yang with a strong tremor. He reached out and pushed the coffin open, revealing a string of large red lanterns hanging high in the air.
A group of masked people had already surrounded the coffin. Most of them were carrying weapons and looked like thugs. The two leaders were holding masks in their hands.
"Please put on your masks before entering the Paradise Tower."
The voice was cold and mechanical, giving off an invisible sense of oppression.
Chu Yang stood up, took the mask, and put it on. Li Gexiao and Boss Qian did the same. After they put on their masks, the people from the Paradise Tower led them inside.
In ancient times, the so-called ultimate pleasure was nothing more than indulging in eating, drinking, gambling, and prostitution.
As soon as Chu Yang entered, he smelled a familiar scent—a combination of rouge and specially made sandalwood, a fragrance that was said to enhance pleasure. He often smelled this scent in the brothels of the capital.
However, the fragrance also contained a faint hint of demonic energy, which ordinary people certainly couldn't smell.
Although Li Gexiao had been decadent all these years, he had only drunk alcohol and had never been to a brothel for pleasure. Therefore, he was not sensitive to this smell and just thought it smelled a little nice.
The first floor is a casino, with all kinds of games like Pai Gow and dice, and even areas for cricket fighting and jade gambling. All around are frenzied shouts; the losers want to win, and the winners want to win even more.
They're all losers!
The only real winners are the house, who takes a cut from each bet; they don't have to pay out any chips and are guaranteed to make a profit.
Chu Yang was very familiar with this kind of place. During his years as a useless prince in the capital, he was a regular at the casinos. Whenever he ran out of money, he would go to the palace to beg. He never felt bad about taking advantage of the emperor.
The three stood next to a Pai Gow table. When someone ran out of chips and left the game, Chu Yang immediately took over, placing bets and drawing cards in one smooth motion, leaving even Boss Qian stunned.
Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou seemed to have been temporarily forgotten by Chu Yang, who was completely focused on the gambling table, his eyes fixed on the cards in his hand.
"Sir, we still have important matters to attend to..."
Boss Qian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"He and I are a drunkard and a gambler, respectively. I can't resist alcohol, and he can't resist gambling. Let's wait and see."
Li Gexiao picked up the wine gourd at his waist, took a swig, and sat casually at the gambling table, ready to join in at any moment.