bookcurios Chapter 422: A Small Test
Chapter 422: A Small Test
"Your strength?"
Zhang Sanfeng turned his head and glanced at Chen Futu, saying, "Judging by the aptitude of ordinary martial artists, young master has about three Jiazi's worth of skill."
"Me, a dignified Martial Emperor, only three Jiazi?"
Chen Futu felt somewhat frustrated, meaning that this old man was beating him, the Martial Emperor, as if it were child's play.
Finally, Chen Futu, still unwilling to give up, asked, "Approximately how many Jiazi is Xiaobai?"
"She is an anomaly; I cannot see through her."
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head.
Xiao Bai is a product of the personality regression of Dongfang Bubai, a system malfunction resulting in a bug, and its level is unknown.
With mixed feelings, Chen Futu thought he could get a good night's sleep, but something happened in the middle of the night.
Late at night, a muffled fighting sound came from the next room, accompanied by Xiaobai's shouts: "Who is it, disturbing Silly Girl's sleep at night? Do you want a beating?! Silly Girl is very angry, and the consequences will be severe!"
Then came another series of clattering sounds, followed by the thud of a heavy object hitting the ground.
Chen Futu's head throbbed from the noise. He got up and opened the door, only to see several Western Region people lying in the corridor, sprawled on the ground like rag dolls, their eyes filled with fear as they looked into the room.
People in the surrounding guest rooms peeked out to check the situation, and Shen San and Shen Lu also came out. "Young hero, what's going on?"
Chen Futu leaned against the door frame and sneered, "What else could it be? They're still up to no good, climbing over the wall to break into houses in the middle of the night."
"If you dare to lay a hand on us, do you know who we are? We're from the caravan!"
Several people from the Western Regions bared their teeth and threatened, their dark circles under their eyes making them look quite comical.
Ge Fei pointed her longsword at their faces and cursed, "Bah! You dare to steal from me? I don't care if you're a caravan or a cattle caravan, believe me, I'll chop off your head!"
"No, don't do it! We were just a little greedy, but we didn't manage to steal anything!"
"Shut up!"
Consort Ge was not a good-tempered person either. Having served Chen Futu for so long, as a close attendant of His Majesty the Holy Emperor, she was arrogant and would brandish her long sword to strike.
Shen San was taken aback and hurriedly stopped him, "Don't do it!"
Chen Futu said unhappily, "Why can't we kill them? You want to protect them?"
Shen San leaned closer and muttered to himself, "This caravan is a bandit group active on the Tea Horse Road. It's unnecessary to offend them for no reason, and it only adds uncertainty to the road ahead."
“That makes sense, Consort Ge. Let’s send them out.”
Chen Futu's eyes were slightly gloomy.
Ge Fei understood immediately. She drew her sword and drove the group of Westerners out of the inn, disappearing into the night.
After a long time, she returned carrying a blood-stained sword, clearly having killed them all.
Seeing this, Shen San turned ashen-faced. He regretted it deeply; he should have known better than to travel with this group. These people were incredibly audacious.
Only Shen Lu's beautiful eyes sparkled. She felt that Chen Futu and his group were not simple. They were all adults, and those who dared to kill the caravan must have had something to back them up. So when Shen San was about to say something to Chen Futu, she pulled him away first, afraid that her father would offend this killing god.
The farce came to an end, and no one cared whether the few people from the Western Regions lived or died.
The Tea Horse Road is located in the Black Sand Sea region, a place even the Heavenly King himself cannot control. If you are killed, you can only accept your fate.
Another hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the noise outside came again. It was the sound of galloping hooves, followed by flames engulfing the Dragon Gate Inn.
"Get out of there, you people inside!"
"Who killed my men? Show yourself!"
The shouting and yelling continued incessantly.
The people in the inn peered out the window again and saw hundreds of bandits outside. Their expressions changed drastically.
Shen San's legs trembled with fear. "What should we do? I shouldn't have traveled with them!"
Chen Futu was woken up again, his anger simmering inside. He shouted, "Ge Fei, I can't sleep at night anymore! Go and deal with them!"
With a shout, Ge Fei grabbed her longsword and was about to jump out of the window, but Xiao Bai yelled and jumped down first, shouting, "So annoying!"
Then, screams filled the air outside the inn, like the eerie sounds of ghosts and demons, making one's soul tremble.
The sandstorm was severe at night, and people in the inn could not see clearly. They could only see ghostly figures in the black sand and dust, with water stains on the sandy ground.
After a short while, everything returned to calm.
Little Bai had already returned to the inn and was fast asleep, her little fists still covered in blood and bits of flesh.
Ge Fei smiled gently and fetched water to wipe her little fists.
The world finally fell silent. No one knew what had happened, and everyone was on tenterhooks, fearing that the caravan would attack.
The next morning, some people mustered up their courage and went out of the inn, where they witnessed a scene they would never forget.
The road outside the inn was covered with layers upon layers of gray corpses.
The entire caravan was killed. Not only were the people dead, but the horses' heads were smashed. Corpse fragments were everywhere, a truly gruesome sight.
Even after a night of sandstorms, it still felt indescribably eerie.
Shen San, Shen Lu, and the guards were terrified by what they saw. Even a martial arts master couldn't cause this level of damage. So what kind of monster attacked the caravan last night?
Chen Futu stretched and washed up. When he went downstairs, he saw Xiao Bai eating heartily in the hall, her little face buried in the food bowl. What a little foodie!
"Young Master, when shall we depart?" Consort Ge ate little and had little appetite.
Chen Futu asked Shen San indifferently, "Do you still want to travel with us?"
"need!"
Shen Lu spoke before Shen San could.
She didn't see the details last night, but she could guess that it must have been this group of people who made the move. If she could travel with this group to the Western Regions, it would save her a lot of trouble.
Seeing that his daughter had spoken, Shen San naturally had nothing more to say, so he told the guards to eat something and hurry up and get on their way.
The caravan set off half an hour later.
The caravan's bodies were dragged away and buried by the staff of the Dragon Gate Inn.
Killings were common on the Tea Horse Road, and corpses were a frequent occurrence, nothing unusual. It was just that this time, the dead were members of a caravan, which was a bit frightening.
Chen Futu rode alongside the carriage, and Shen Lu lifted the curtain and asked, "Young hero, it's windy outside, would you like to get in the carriage?"
"Okay."
Chen Futu wouldn't take the blame for nothing, so he handed the horses over to Ge Fei and put them in the carriage, which made Shen San in the carriage in front so angry that his nose was crooked.
His young, pampered daughter, who wouldn't even be interested in the young masters of prominent families in Jiangnan, why would she invite a boy of unknown origin to ride with her? Luckily, they were outside the Great Wall, so there was no need to worry about being seen and gossiped about.
Shen Lu's face was still covered by a thick veil, but it was clear that she was a wealthy young lady from the attic, and her skin was very well maintained.
Chen Futu asked curiously, "Miss, you are a noble lady from a prominent family in Jiangnan. Why do you want to go to the Western Regions in person?"
“I am not young anymore, and my father is getting old. There must be someone to keep the business running. This trip to the Western Regions is also to broaden my horizons and prepare for future business operations.”
Her words were subtle, but Chen Futu sensed something different in them.