The Perfect Solution

Pequenas Memórias de um Encontro com Rouxinóis Cen Qingyan 2001 words 2026-08-05 03:06:26

Shi Jingtian and his companion leaned against the front of the carriage, letting it roll forward as they felt themselves drifting into a drowse. With no other caravans on the road, a sudden silence descended.

"Throw you out? I ought to beat you to death!" Jin Dafu stood up, raising his hand to strike Jin Dou across the head.

The Heroine Battalion flanked them from the rear, three hundred long halberds acting like a bulldozer; wherever they passed, a massive, jagged rift appeared in the rear of the Xiongnu formation.

In truth, he had practiced his swordsmanship until he was quite proficient, yet his strikes possessed form but lacked intent—a realization that had escaped him until now. He had never delved deeply into the matter, having explored these techniques alone all along, but through years of accumulated practice, he finally reached the threshold of sword intent.

Meng Nan’s aim was decent, and all three arrows struck true, but they merely grazed the wind wolf’s hide, causing negligible damage.

Xue Zhu sneered with disdain. This fellow still thought of himself as the all-powerful Young Master You. Let’s see how he cries when he can’t pay the bill later.

Feng Yuxiu’s palms churned with a heaven-shattering momentum as he struck toward Xiao Yujing’s chest, his spirit fierce and fearless, pressing forward with unwavering resolve.

Under the Qiyuan dynasty’s prosperous reign, all lands bowed in submission. It was naturally a good thing for the Tang family to have someone serving as an official in Tai'an. The second brother and the others were all inclined to have Tang Qing take up a post in Tai'an, and Tang Lu understood their considerations perfectly well.

"They cannot fly. But I have thought of a problem: they crawled out of graves, so if they can crawl out, could they crawl back in?" Long Yang analyzed as he spoke, finding this explanation increasingly plausible.

"I have my reasons for leaving this place, and you need only obey my commands!" Yayun looked coldly at the group, her tone icy and devoid of any emotion.

Passing through a forest, the two entered a narrow mountain valley. The valley stretched out long before them, yet not a soul was in sight. Finding this strange, they walked on for several more miles.

***

As for the Li family guards within the Forbidden Wall, You Xiaotian paid them no mind. After casually beheading two guards who had caught up to him, he left the rest to Han Yuanfeng and the other generals from Qingyuan Mountain who had followed him inside.

After leaving the county office, Yuan Cheng was filled with despair. He entered a tavern, bought a jar of wine, and drank until the establishment closed. Heavily intoxicated and disoriented, he stumbled out of the city and, without realizing it, reached the Guanyin Temple. A cold wind blew, intensifying the effects of the wine, and he collapsed into the wild grass outside the temple.

Passing through a long corridor, they saw a hall on the left illuminated by bright candlelight. Although the doors and windows were shut, the voices inside were so clear and crisp that those in the courtyard could hear every word.

Years ago, before the execution of the most evil criminal in the world, he, as a hero of the Navy, had a conversation with that criminal in his cell.

The weasel trap was borrowed from a hunter in the settlement. It was woven from wire over a frame, two feet long and one foot in both height and width, with an opening only three inches square. It featured a trigger mechanism and was baited inside. If a weasel came to steal, entering the cage would trip the mechanism, causing the hanging door to drop and seal the opening, allowing for a live capture. Old Woman Geng caught a sparrow and tied it inside as bait.

"Can you get me a pair of pants to change into?" Lin Xuedong did not answer the doctor's question, instead making his request.

Seeing Kong Xi depressed and unhappy, Mu Mei comforted him: "I do not seek glory or wealth; I only ask that you follow your father and learn the craft of bonsai. The money earned will be enough for our food and clothing." Kong Xi reluctantly agreed, thinking to himself: I shall bide my time for now and wait for an opportunity to strike.

Lei Jun hated being watched. As a special forces soldier, he knew that being observed could easily lead to illusions, so he particularly loathed it.

"I beg you, miss, show mercy for the sake of the time I spent serving you. I am willing to sign a contract of eternal servitude to you." Although she had finally obtained the consent of Old Madam Hua to come out, her original life-indenture contract was still in the old lady's hands. Only if Hua Jiu spoke up would the old lady relent.

The zombies he killed remained largely intact; other than a tiny, precise hole in their foreheads, no other wounds were visible.

"With our shikigami, our strength is not what it was during the day. Just accept your death obediently!" Sato Taiichi sneered, drawing a short blade from his waist as he prepared to finish off Yan Shiyi.

***

Chu Xiongfei’s wishful thinking was exactly this: the risks of fighting in territory occupied by zombies and fierce beasts were simply too high. He could only gamble that a young prodigy like Qin Ge possessed a streak of arrogance—or, to put it plainly, was a fool.

The spices she brought were still the snow lotus flower given to her by Xiya; he had prepared it specifically for her, and it would be a shame not to use it.

The person behind the scenes must possess unfathomable power to move a mountain without anyone noticing.

Aside from the three brothers from Longhu Mountain, everyone present frowned upon hearing this. With a great battle imminent, questioning the commander's decision was a major taboo in warfare. Even if this were not a battlefield, it was still an extremely perilous engagement; once the morale of the troops was shaken, their spirit would instantly collapse.

"Our army has already reached the War God Base; the final battle with the Qin family is finally here. My son, tomorrow you will accompany your father to the front lines of the War God Base and witness the first war between human heroes in the Age of Heroes. This is very important for your cultivation."

He poured half a bowl of glutinous rice into three separate bowls, then took a bag of black oil from his vest and poured it in, ensuring the rice was submerged.

Chen Qing’s heart skipped a beat at the mention of the "Flying Dragon Armored Guards." These were the elite among the Alliance heroes, a force belonging solely to the Ma family and cultivated in secret. Though never made public, many were aware of their existence.

Needless to say, the word "superb" naturally came from Ma Chao’s training. In the current situation, apart from that word, Lu Qiling truly could not summarize Ma Chao’s actions.