Bloodstained Hero's Clothes

Chapter 29 Upholding Chivalry and Dangerous Bank of China ([-])

Jinyang City is governed by Shanxi Province. It was originally rich and prosperous. When the festival of the Poison King of the Hundred Poison Gods is about to be held, the city is full of traffic and bustling.

The shouts of the merchants came one after another, and many of the people who crossed the streets and alleys were passers-by with swords in hand.

Standing outside the incense shop of Taishun Line is a graceful woman.

She wears a black gauze hat, which covers her face. She wears a green shirt and skirt, and carries a black cloth bag on her shoulders. She holds a unique rosewood scabbard sword with a red hilt. Made of waxed cotton rope with black strips in between.

From her peculiar dress, it is not difficult to know that she is Gan Linger.

"This kind of incense is good, it can calm the mind." Ling'er smelled the fragrance wafting from the store and judged its ingredients.

For more than half a month, Ling'er traveled through the countryside and villages, through towns and cities, met all kinds of people, and saw all kinds of strange things.

She is no longer as reckless and thoughtless as she used to be, she is flustered in every situation, and she will not admit defeat in the face of the enemy.

She understands that there is danger to avoid, she avoids it, she sees that a strong enemy can be outwitted, but she does not fight recklessly. In times of crisis, a silver needle can also hurt the enemy and save herself. She can handle large and small matters flexibly, and she should act according to any situation.

Tired of coping with the men who approached her from time to time along the way, she simply put on a hood, which not only reduced the trouble, but also avoided Deng Tuzi's lust.

At the edge of the steamed bun shop, Linger stopped, she bought a basket of steamed buns, and then turned around and handed it to a little beggar with a dirty face.

The little beggar was a girl about seven or eight years old. She thanked Linger, but instead of eating the buns, she put the buns in her pocket and put them away.

Linger felt strange, so she squatted down and asked her softly, "Little sister, aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat buns?"

The little girl wiped her dirty little face with her hands and said, "I'm going to take it home for my mother to eat."

"It's so cute!" Ling'er stretched out her hand to straighten her loose hair on her shoulders and asked softly, "Then sister will buy some more buns for you to eat, okay?"

"Sister, you are so kind! Can I ask for money instead of steamed buns?" The little girl looked at Linger expectantly.

"How much silver do you want?" Ling'er wondered why the young child wanted silver taels.

The little girl was very happy, but she blinked her eyes in confusion, and said, "I... I don't know how much money it costs to see a doctor?"

"Who is sick?" Ling'er asked anxiously.

"My mother." The little girl said sadly.

Linger picked up the little girl and said, "Sister is a doctor, take me to see it."
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It's just ordinary typhoid fever, but without seeing a doctor or taking medicine, the condition is getting worse.

Linger put away the silver needle and put it back in the needle bag, only to notice that the silver needle that the second lady of Wangzhuangbao had given her was gone.Linger frowned, where did she drop the silver needle?
The woman became worried because of Ling'er's frown, and hurriedly asked, "Girl, I'm sick..."

Ling'er had no choice but to put the matter of the lost silver needle aside for the time being, and comforted the woman: "You are fine now, as long as you decoct the medicine I caught earlier and take it, you will get better soon."

"I also feel much better." The woman was relieved.

Ling'er looked at the ruined temple and said, "Let me take you to the inn to rest! How can you recuperate here?"

"You saw a doctor for me, and you took a lot of medicine, why should we bother you again?" The woman felt sorry and said, "Although this temple is broken, it is good enough to shelter from the wind and rain."

"Then I'll buy some quilts later!" Ling'er thought about it and said.

"No need. Girl, you have left so many silver taels. We will do whatever we need. We dare not waste your time." The woman said gratefully.

"Don't delay. I'm going to Luoyang tomorrow morning, and I have nothing to do today." Ling'er said with a smile.

"Do you want to go to Luoyang? Then you have to go out of the city through the south gate, but there are many people from the Hundred Poison Sect outside the south gate." She hurriedly grabbed Ling'er's hand and urged thousands of times, "Miss, you must take a detour, They are not good people!"

Ling'er said, "It doesn't matter, the little girl knows kung fu."

"No, girl, you don't know them..." The woman was so sad that she couldn't speak, and her tears fell like beads with a broken thread.

At this time, the little girl also burst into tears.

Only then did Linger learn that their family originally lived in a village on the southern outskirts of Jinyang City. Three months ago, in order to build an altar, the Hundred Poison God Sect occupied their village, not to mention the strong men in the village as coolies. That's how the girl's father left them, and their mother had to beg for a living.

"I will reunite your family." Ling'er has a plan in her heart.
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After a night of preparations, Ling'er quietly came to the altar of the Hundred Poison Sect before dawn.

The Poison King Ceremony is the largest sacrificial event of the Hundred Poison God Cult in a year. At that time, both the leader and other important figures in the sect must attend. Its importance is evident.

The rebuilding of the altar was on a large scale, so they captured a large number of people nearby to do coolies.

Linger had already investigated the terrain here yesterday evening.

The Poison King is close to the gods, so the round altar is used for sacrifices.

In the square, earth and stones are piled up to form a round altar that is higher than the ground. There is a square pattern in the round altar, which is said to represent the ground. There are also five elements around it representing wood, fire, earth, gold and water.

Other parts are still under construction, and only some prototypes can be seen now.

A row of tents was erected beside the altar, and the people who were caught to do hard labor lived there. The outermost of the altar was a camp wall made of two rows of wooden stakes. The hundred poison gods of the people.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Ling'er carried the cloth bag with the drug on her back and turned over the camp wall. She secretly visited one watchtower after another, but did not disturb anyone.

As soon as it was dawn, the chickens and dogs in the distance began to bark, and the people came out of the tents one after another to prepare for work.

Linger did not expect that there were so many people living in just a few tents.

She opened the gate of the village and told the people that the guards had been subdued, and told them to hurry back to reunite with their families.

The people rushed out of the gate excitedly, and in an instant, only Linger was left on the altar.

Ling'er looked at the large empty altar happily, thinking about whether to do more damage.

Suddenly, Linger found that a watchtower in the southeast corner had sent out a signal smoke bomb at some point, and the red smoke had already lifted into the sky.

"It seems that the drug is still being used less." Ling'er thought angrily, and had to give up the plan to destroy it again, and quickly left the place of right and wrong.

But she didn't go far when she saw a group of people coming towards her at the South City Gate. Ling'er guessed that it was the Hundred Poison Sect members from the Palace of Poison Kings in the city who saw the signal smoke bomb and rushed over.

The two fists were no match for the four hands, so Linger didn't fight them recklessly, and hurriedly turned to retreat.

But the other party was riding a horse, and even if Qinggong was afraid, it would be difficult for Linger to escape.

Ling'er looked around, had a plan, and ran to the steep hillside in the east.Facing the steep mountain road, it is difficult for the horse to run fast.

It's a pity that Ling'er was stopped by the enemy just as she approached the hillside.

In front of her was a masked man in a black suit, and it could be seen from her figure that she was a woman.

The woman said angrily: "Bold girl, how dare you let go of this deity's slave! Die!"

Listening to this voice, this woman is about to be born.She threw out a long whip and hit Linger.

How dare Linger take it hard?She narrowly avoided it.

Then, the woman attacked Linger's lower plate with a whip, Linger jumped up, and went up the hillside.

"Beauty, I'll chase!" A low male voice sounded, and a man dressed like the woman jumped up from the horse and flew to catch up with a few men.

The terrain is unfamiliar, and Linger's secret path is not good!She rushed up in a hurry.

Suddenly, there was a "swoosh" in her ear, as if there was a strong wind blowing, and then a faint scent of sandalwood came to her nostrils, and then she saw a tall black shadow blocking her.

"What a powerful Qinggong!" Ling'er was surrounded by a few Hundred Poison Sect believers who were chasing after her while she was amazed.

These Hundred Poison Sect members formed a semicircle to surround Ling'er, keeping a certain distance from the masked man.

Although the sky was a little brighter, it was still very dark in the woods because of the shade of trees.

The masked man in front of him stood with his hands behind his back, wrapped in black from head to toe, only showing two deep eyes, and the whole person exuded a dangerous and icy aura.

Ling'er involuntarily took two steps back, feeling that those two eyes would attract her soul.

"You let them go?" the man asked coldly, his low and hoarse voice as if it came from hell, making people shudder.

"Yes, I let them go." Ling'er was not afraid of him.How about the gloomy sound?

Ling'er, who is proficient in medical theory, knew that the man's low and hoarse voice was caused by taking a drug, and the man was pretending to be a ghost.

Ling'er suddenly thought of the poor mother and daughter she had met, and complained indignantly: "You crooked demons, not to mention occupying the people's land, but also forcibly recruiting the strong, tearing up their families, leaving so many women and children without Homes are returned, displaced, and become beggars!"

"Girl, you even dare to take care of our Hundred Poison God Sect, I think you are impatient!" The man said coldly, his tone was not as gloomy as before, but it had a bit of ridicule.

He thought to himself, "This little girl is not afraid of him."

Ling'er said righteously: "The world is in charge of the world's affairs! Where is your conscience when you do these things that hurt the world and cause harm?"

"Haha, well said! This will let you see where my conscience is!" The man suddenly laughed, his low, hoarse voice was no longer gloomy, but it made Linger feel a seductive charm.With that said, the man drew his sword.

Linger only felt a chill coming towards her face, which made her shiver uncontrollably.

Ling'er guessed that the man should be cultivating extreme cold internal skills.With only one action of drawing a sword, the man brought such a strong airflow impact, which shows that his internal strength should be very high.

Ling'er was in a hurry and thought: "His Qing Gong is far superior to mine, and it is impossible to escape. Now we can only outsmart..."

Before Linger could figure out how to deal with it, she felt the cold air approaching in an instant, and the other party had already bullied her with a strange movement technique.

Ling'er was startled, the man moved over like a ghost in an instant, and she didn't see the other's steps clearly at all.

Ling'er had no choice but to take a few tricks from the other party, and found that apart from the frightening movement technique of bullying him just now, his offensive was not violent.

"What's going on here? Except for Qinggong, his other kung fu is very ordinary?" Ling'er thought about it, "Or is he deliberately playing with me?"

Linger felt unhappy in her heart.

The opponent is strong when strong, weak when weak.

Ling'er was not bad, as expected, the other party was teasing her!
At this moment, the white smoke protruded, and it was impossible to see everything around him for a while.

Then, Linger heard the low and hoarse voice full of anger: "If you lose the match, you want to run away with the white smoke, cunning girl!"

After a while, the white smoke dissipated, and Linger was nowhere to be seen.

"Lord Tianzun, she ran away!" said one of the man's subordinates anxiously.

"Surely cunning!" The corner of the man's mouth under the mask evoked an inexplicable smile.

"Lord Tianzun, what should we do?" The subordinate bowed respectfully and asked.

"Forget it, go back, there's no need to waste energy for a small role!" The man put down his words coldly, and flew down the hillside.

(End of this chapter)