PFC Chapter 175: Confrontation on a Rainy Night
Chapter 175: Confrontation on a Rainy Night
Along the way, Xiao Douxue was extremely silent. He quietly looked at the streets and alleys outside the car, and there was a solemn look between his brows as he thought of something.
His abnormality caught Mu Yao's attention.
Ever since Xiao Douxue met Shen Chutang, the air pressure around him has changed.
Shen Chutang held the teacup in one hand and sipped it, while flipping through a book with the other. The lingering aroma of tea and the faint scent of ink intertwined together, which actually made Mu Yao feel a little sleepy.
Suddenly, the clouds turned black, sand and rocks flew everywhere, the treetops were whistling in the strong wind, and the rain orchids on both sides of the official road withered in an instant.
A loud thunderclap sounded, and countless white beads suddenly hit the carriage roof and jumped into the carriage one after another.
The rain was pouring down, and the scene in front of me suddenly became blurred, and the entire void began to sway and distort.
The wheels of the car sped past, stirring up mud on the ground.
The sky was getting darker, the streets were empty, and the air was filled with humidity and stuffiness, giving people a strong feeling of suffocation.
"Dou Xue, how far is the villa you mentioned?" Mu Yao loosened her clothes and waved the precious fan that Helian Fu gave her.
"It's almost there. It'll take about half an hour. We'll be there after we pass through the small forest ahead." Xiao Douxue looked outside the carriage, lowered the curtain, took the fan from Mu Yao's hand, and increased the force. The air in the carriage suddenly became circulated, and the cool breeze made Mu Yao's body and mind relax a little.
Shen Chutang looked up at Xiao Douxue, as if he wanted to say something. He pursed his lips slightly, but after hesitating for a moment, he looked away.
Mu Yao was sticky all over, and endured the discomfort and said: "Dou Xue, there are many inns around here, why don't we find one nearby to rest."
Xiao Douxue pondered for a moment and shook his head firmly: "My wife, living outside is not as comfortable and clean as living at home. The villa is taken care of by someone special. There are hot springs and rose dew specially prepared by me. One drop into the pool, and after bathing, your skin will be as white as cream, delicate and smooth, and the fragrance will linger for half a month. It also has the effect of suppressing sweat and relieving heat. We will be there soon, very soon." Then he asked the coachman to speed up.
Mu Yao heard this and opened her red lips twice before she said nothing. For her, there was nothing more comfortable than taking a hot bath.
"Whoa." The coachman suddenly tightened the reins, and the wheels slowly stopped.
"Master, there is someone in front." He wiped the rain off his face, turned sideways and shouted back.
Shen Chutang closed the book, lifted the curtain, and walked forward.
Xiao Douxue protected Mu Yao behind him and opened the door of the carriage. He raised his wide sleeves to block the rain from coming in and observed the movements ahead.
It was a woman who blocked the carriage's path.
The red dress was like fire and the clothes were soaked.
The thin gauze clung to her curvy figure under the heavy rain.
The woman's hair was disheveled, and she was holding a swaddling baby tightly in her arms. She was sobbing with her pretty face raised, and her sobs were inaudible, as if she was asking for help.
Xiao Douxue frowned and walked out of the carriage holding an umbrella.
The dense forests on both sides of the road were thick and lush. The sound of heavy rain enveloped the original silence, and the sound of the wind was fierce in my ears, as if countless evil spirits were running through the forest and roaring.
"Miss, are you robbing me for money or for people?" Xiao Douxue stared at the woman in red in front of him through the rain curtain, and rubbed the emerald beads on the umbrella handle with his thumb a few times.
"Sir, please save me and my child."
The woman clutched the swaddling clothes tightly again and walked towards the carriage step by step with her delicate face full of tears.
A green light streaked across the night sky, creating a wall of mud half a meter in front of the woman.
The woman in red was startled, she retracted her steps, and her sobbing stopped abruptly.
"Son."
The woman's broken cry floated in the air again, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the rainy night.
She looked at the silver-haired man behind Xiao Douxue, her eyes paused, two hot flames suddenly rose, and she even forgot to say the words that were about to come to her lips.
Suddenly, a green oil-paper umbrella appeared behind the silver-haired man, and the goose-yellow silhouette illuminated the entire night like the dawn.
The woman in red seemed to have not expected that there would be such a beautiful lady in the carriage. Her eyes became even more scorching, and the tearful and broken feeling disappeared, replaced by a sharp look that only a hunter crawling in the darkness could have.
"Master, what advice do you have?"
Shen Chutang asked expressionlessly. A few raindrops on his eyelashes obscured the dark light in his eyes.
"Sir?"
Mu Yao and Xiao Douxue looked at the woman in red again in astonishment.
The towering peaks, the graceful curves, and all the characteristics that a woman should have are complete, including the bone structure.
As doctors, Xiao Douxue and Mu Yao would definitely not make a mistake on this point.
"Chu Tang, how do you know she is a man?" Mu Yao couldn't help but ask. Xiao Douxue also looked over.
"The Hehuan Skill. Practicing this skill can hide a man's original characteristics. This evil skill has long been extinct, I didn't expect to see it today." Shen Chutang replied coldly, the dark light in his eyes broke through the surface and burst out with a bright cold light.
A terrifying laugh passed through the air.
The woman in red revealed her true voice, with a strange curve at the corner of her mouth.
He stared at Shen Chutang suspiciously and asked, "Where did I go wrong? Please enlighten me, sir."
"Height." Shen Chutang answered his question without hesitation.
height?
Mu Yao once again looked at the man who was not much taller than her and fell silent. Xiao Douxue, like Mu Yao, also fell into silence.
The shocked laughter rose again.
"I didn't expect that I would lose at this point. Oh my, what should I do?"
The man in red muttered excitedly.
"This young man is knowledgeable and well-informed. He even knows the Hehuan Gong. May I know his name?" The man in red looked at Shen Chutang with an incomprehensible obsession in his eyes.
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Xiao Douxue waved the umbrella in the direction of Mu Yao, turned to the man in red and said impatiently: "You talk too much nonsense. If you want to fight, then go ahead and fight."
“Hehehe…”
Several eerie laughs rose in the air, coming from all directions.
Three figures fell from the void.
"Honglin, I didn't expect someone would be so disrespectful to you!" A man in blue clothes raised his head and let out a dry laugh. It was like something stuck in the throat, intermittent, and echoed in the windy and rainy night, which was particularly creepy.
"Mu Qing, why don't you come and try to see if you have enough face?" Hong Lin glanced at him sinisterly and snorted a few times. The feminine features on his body were disappearing, and the burly figure of a man was gradually revealed.
Mu Yao stared at the changes in Hong Lin's body in surprise, her cherry lips remained open for a long time.
Oh my god, the Hehuan Skill is even more magical than the Sunflower Manual written in martial arts novels!
With this body structure, can a man become a woman or a woman become a man just by saying so?
If the top part changes, will other parts change?
With a series of questions in mind, Mu Yao unconsciously moved her gaze to a certain place, then her face suddenly turned red, and she shook her head and turned away.
There was a strange light in Xiao Douxue's eyes, and she really wanted to strip him naked and study him carefully.
Shen Chutang glanced at the four people in front of him and had no impression of them.
The man named Mu Qing was not very old, and the weapon he held was an ordinary sword. His skin color was abnormally cold white, and seemed to be even whiter than when he was infected with the cold poison.
There were dark circles under his eyes, which showed that he was lacking energy.
The other two men beside him, one was wearing gray clothes and the other was wearing black robes.
The man in gray was quite old, looking to be over fifty. He had an immortal look, and a smile of unknown meaning in his eyes. It was hard to imagine that such an immortal old man would be among them.
The man in black looked to be about the same age as him, with a handsome face and a slender figure, but his eyes were sinister and bloodthirsty, his black hair was clinging to his temples, and rain was pouring down his forehead like a waterfall, making him look like an evil ghost who had been wandering in the human world for a long time and refused to return to the gates of hell.
"What advice do you have?" Shen Chutang asked again, and the big hand around Mu Yao's waist slightly increased the strength, which made Mu Yao feel uneasy.
"We originally wanted to rob him of his wealth, but now we brothers have changed our minds. We want the wealth, and we want this person too - of course." The man in black raised his voice and looked at Mu Yao.
The goose yellow dress and the face as bright as the moon made him crazy.
Leng Shubai had never been fascinated by any woman, but the noble lady in front of him simply hit his heart from all angles. He wanted to take her home and make her into the most perfect specimen, and put her by his bed to admire every day.
"Yeah." Shen Chutang agreed with the idea of the black-clothed man in front of him and nodded affirmatively.
"What do you mean?" Leng Shubai paused, a little overwhelmed by the reaction of the man in white.
Shen Chutang loosened his hand covering Mu Yao's waist, his eyes showing death: "It means that Shen has the same intention."
A faint light flashed by, and Shen Chutang had the green flute in his hand and was swinging it towards the man in black.
Leng Shubai didn't expect the opponent to attack without warning, and he hurriedly faced the sharp edge and was forced to retreat three feet. When he stood firm, his sleeves had been torn into pieces.
"Hehehehe." The creepy laughter rose in the air again.
Mu Qing looked at Leng Shubai's embarrassed and stupid appearance and laughed so hard that he fell backwards: "Leng Shubai, you have finally come to this day. It seems that you are just like Hong Lin, you don't have enough face."
As soon as the words fell, the unbridled laughter echoed in the rain again.