Chapter 135 Sword Drawn in Farewell

We're walking right into the tiger's mouth if we go to get the equipment now.

Zhu Ziyan exclaimed in shock, "Then... that equipment contains things you need to deal with the Nine Ghosts!"

Su Su said softly, "The Snake King spared your life!"

As I frowned and looked at Su Su, a cold voice came from the distance: "Snake King Li Jianghe, Guizhenzi Qu Liangping, colluding with the enemy in battle – execute!"

I abruptly turned my head to look into the bushes as two heads suddenly flew into the air.

I'd seen that scene too many times. After an opponent's head was sliced off, the force of the blade would send it flying into the air. If the attacker's eyesight was good enough, they could see the look of horror and utter terror on the severed head.

I happened to see the faces of the Snake King and Guizhenzi; their heads were tumbling in the air, yet they wore expressions of peaceful relief.

That was my Shifu; I couldn't be mistaken!

My head buzzed, and I nearly fell to the ground.

Su Su pushed me from behind, saying, "Li Po, pull yourself together!"

Ye Yang slapped me on the back of the head, "Someone deliberately wanted you to see that; your eyesight can't reach that far."

But my eyes were fixed, and I stood motionless.

Helpless, Ye Yang grabbed my arm, hoisted me onto his shoulders, and said, "Su Su, protect Li Po, let's go!"

Su Su asked as she ran, "Where are we going?"

"Let's get to that hotel at the foot of the mountain first!" Ye Yang carried me and sprinted all the way to a hotel near the base of the mountain.

There were several of those two-story hotels near the mountain, providing meals and lodging for passing drivers.

Ye Yang carried me into the most secluded hotel and threw money on the table, "Boss, I'm renting this whole place. Clear it out."

The owner came out from behind the counter, "No need; there aren't any other customers today. What would you like to eat? Or do you want to check in first?"

"Food first!" Ye Yang didn't even look at the owner. "Just cook whatever you want. Get me a few bottles of wine first!"

"The wine's on the counter; help yourself!" the owner said, turning to leave.

But I spoke up at that moment, "You're Bu Si Jiang (Undying Corpse), aren't you?"

The owner paused slightly, "What did you say? Who's calling for Bu Si Jiang?"

I looked at the owner's back and said, "Bu Si Jiang has a habit; he never gets wine for others, nor does he allow anyone to touch his wine."

"He said that drinking is a solitary affair and doesn't need anyone else's involvement."

"Turn around!"

Bu Si Jiang was skilled at possessing zombies, and he could also possess living people, making it difficult to guard against.

The zombies he possessed were indistinguishable, but the people whose bodies he had taken over would have blood spots in their eyes, enough to identify Bu Si Jiang's identity.

When I called out "Bu Si Jiang," Ye Yang's hand gripped his sword hilt.

I raised my hand to stop Ye Yang. "Don't attack; this is a matter between Shifu and disciple!"

The hotel owner turned around slowly upon hearing me, and sure enough, there were three blood spots in his eyes.

He was Bu Si Jiang.

Bu Si Jiang walked over and sat down in front of me. "Saintess Zhu, please trouble yourself to get us a bottle of wine. I want to pour a cup for my disciple."

Seeing that I didn't speak, Zhu Ziyan had no choice but to walk to the counter, get a bottle of wine and two cups, and bring them over.

Bu Si Jiang opened the bottle and poured me a cup of wine. "Drink! After you finish this cup, we, Shifu and disciple, will have to face each other with weapons. This cup of wine is our farewell drink."

"You know, I never pour wine for anyone. Pouring wine means killing someone."

"I hope you won't hold back later."

I looked at the wine glass in front of me. "I want to know, why are you trying to kill me?"

Bu Si Jiang said in silence, "For Qu Mo!"

"If you don't die, Qu Mo will!"

"The nine of us discussed it, and Lao She (Old Snake) and Guizhenzi both disagreed with killing you. In their eyes, Shifu is like a father, and no father in the world would kill his own child to save his own life."

"But the eldest and the others disagreed; in their eyes, Qu Mo is more important than you."

"In the end, we voted. Five people wanted to save Qu Mo! That's how it is!"

Bu Si Jiang sighed, "Lao She and Guizhenzi have already paid the price for their decision. Now it's my turn."

"Drink! After you drink, we can start!"

Seeing that I didn't move, Bu Si Jiang picked up the wine glass first. "I'll drink this cup first!"

As Bu Si Jiang spoke, he tilted his head and poured the wine into his mouth. Just as the last bit of wine in the glass was about to fall into his mouth, Zi Ye at my waist suddenly unsheathed, and the blade tip pierced Bu Si Jiang's throat with lightning speed.

Before the other party could put down the wine glass, my blade had pierced through his neck.

As the bloody blade tip emerged from the back of Bu Si Jiang's neck, I said coldly, "You're not Bu Si Jiang. Come out! Answer a few questions, and I'll let you go!"

Bu Si Jiang's lips didn't move, but a voice came from his mouth, "Worthy of being the disciple we trained. We taught you that no matter who the opponent is, once you strike, you must leave no room for error and strive for a one-hit kill."