Chapter 26 Fanning the flames There were many diners at the inn at is most likely the gathering place for Quan Xing's disciples. The sounds of playing finger-guessing games, drinking and having fun are heard one after another in a chaotic and disorderly manner. "Oh! No! Something terrible has happened!!" Suddenly, an anxious voice sounded. I saw a thin figure running over in a panic, even tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground, causing everyone to look at him sideways and laugh. The burly man who was drinking glanced at him and raised the corner of his mouth in mockery: "Hey! Yuan Jingui, you loser, what the hell is wrong with you?" "Three One Three One is coming to settle accounts with us!" Yuan Jingui looked like he was crying and terrified: "Just this morning, I saw Uncle Chen, who was selling alcohol on the street, being beaten to death by the Sanyi guys." "And Xu Banniang from Dongfang was even more miserable. She was blinded and her head was cut off and fed to dogs." "With that attitude, there are more than a dozen people, and they said they would kill anyone they see from Quan Xing, and they would not stop until they force the leader out." At the wine table in the center of the inn, a skinny old man with a goat beard laughed strangely:
"Did you find out clearly?" "Didn't the leader take the bad boy to the mountains some time ago? What kind of trouble did he cause? He forced these guys who claim to be from a famous and upright sect to become like mad dogs." Yuan Jingui was panting, his blue-gray clothes were stained with sweat, and he said in shock: "Master, Master has broken Sanyi's profound skills!" "That old man Zuo had spent his entire life seeking the truth, but his faith collapsed. He was so anxious that he couldn't recover and died in the northwest." "What?!" Everyone was shocked. The old man was playing with his palm beads. His face lit up when he heard this and he laughed out loud: "What a Wu Gensheng! What a wicked boy!" "This ability is incredible. He actually angered this righteous master to death. He really deserves to be the leader!" Yuan Jingui lay on the ground, his posture humble like a loyal dog waiting for a bone from his master. Seeing that all the disciples within his field of vision had wild expressions and were laughing happily, he continued: "And! And! Kuang Ya and Wei Xuanzi from Trinity, along with their followers, are blocking Mr. Liu's way." "Alas, Mr. Liu died tragically. His entire chest was blown up and his bones were shattered everywhere." "Even Mr. Zhao, Bing Gui, Gu Yu and other skilled fighters who went to help have met with misfortune!" The burly man snorted coldly, picked up the jar of wine, drank it all in one gulp, then smashed it to the ground, breaking it into slag, and shouted, "Then beat him up!" "Whoever is afraid of whom, chop all these Trinity cubs to pieces." "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, you can't do this!!" Yuan Jingui bit his lip and advised: "They are so numerous and powerful. If any of us are caught alone, there will be no recovery! !" Before the burly man could respond, the old man with a sheep's beard sneered, "Humph! Why are you afraid of the Sanyi Sect?" "In terms of sect power, can Sanyi match our Quanxing?" In his sunken and blackened eye sockets, his lifeless, old eyeballs began to glow with a terrifying blood-red light.
"Everyone, quickly inform the other disciples and prepare for a big fight!" "Cut all those brats who came down the mountain into human sticks and send them back to the Trinity Sect, hahahaha!!!" Following the old man's arrogant cheering, all the disciples present responded. Yuan Jingui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The bell in his arms kept making faint sounds, helping him to influence the minds of the disciples around him. In just a moment, all the people here were murderous, and the rough men opened their eyes wide and shouted: "Let's go in two directions." "Go find the headmaster." "And to deal with Sanyi's bastards, write this scandal into a letter and broaden the horizons of those famous and upright sects. Let Sanyi lose all his reputation, wouldn't that be great! Hahaha!!!" Seeing that this trick of adding fuel to the fire had already succeeded and was about to set off a bloody storm, Yuan Jingui was very proud and felt so happy that his soul seemed to fly out of his head. "Okay, guys, get ready first, I'll go notify the others!" The burly man grabbed the wine glass from the table and threw it at Yuan Jingui's feet, cursing with a smile: "I knew you were a cowardly son of a bitch, afraid of death and afraid to take action. Get out!" On that day, letters sent by Quan Xing disciples were delivered to various forces. What's more, some people think letters are not convenient enough, so they go directly to busy urban areas, borrow phones, and inform everyone. Yuan Jingui went to many of Quanxing’s rooting points and told stories that fanned the flames. Under the influence of the mysterious bell, almost no disciples had any doubts, which aroused their desire to kill. The situation spiraled further out of control and the day passed quickly. night. Yuan Jingui hummed a little tune and returned to the cave where Mrs. Liu was, saying respectfully: "Mr. Liu, I have done what you asked me to do!" "Well, well done, Xiao Yuan." Mrs. Liu chuckled, raised her right hand, and a scarlet medicine bottle fell from her wide sleeves. Through the glass layer, she could vaguely see a few fat, slimy worms crawling inside. "The journey to Southern Xinjiang is a long one. If your baby gets sick on the way, just feed him. He will be able to make it to the destination." Granny Liu patiently advised, "Don't neglect it. Remember to feed the baby some food on weekdays. When medicine is needed, let the baby take it raw." Yuan Jingui quickly picked up the medicine bottle and thanked him profusely: "Thank you, old man! I will never forget your kindness." "Well, go down." Mrs. Liu waved her hand, and a gust of cold wind filled the cave, driving Yuan Jingui away without waiting for him to say anything. The stone wall in the corner began to tremble, and a man wearing a ghost mask walked out slowly. The deep wound on his abdomen had healed. Behind him were jars of strange potions, with all kinds of poisons and broken bones floating on them. "Okay?" Mrs. Liu asked casually. "almost."
The ghost-faced man asked in confusion: "Are you really going to help that Central Plains man?" "Haha, look what you said." Granny Liu smiled kindly, "After all, the kid will suffer if he lives, so let his parents accompany him to the end." "You are really great, if that loser knew that you were the one who tricked that kid, what would he do?" The man with the ghost face knew what happened that year. The child, who should have been healthy, was turned into a tool by Mrs. Liu to control the long-nosed wild dog. "It's okay. The three of us were buried in the holy cave and became new nutrients. It can be considered a reunion." Mrs. Liu had a blank expression on her face, and those horrifying words, coming out of her mouth, sounded so ordinary. Changming Yegan, who had been stirring up trouble with his tongue all his life, ended up being just a wooden doll that she manipulated at will. "Okay. In the next two days, many disciples are preparing to siege the Trinity disciples who came down the mountain." Granny Liu sat cross-legged on the stone platform and instructed the man with the ghost face, "Now that you have recovered, go and help. Pick up a few corpses while there is chaos so that I can study them carefully." "Yes, don't worry, I will." The man with the ghost face smiled coldly. (End of this chapter)