Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 175 It takes no effort at all

Jiankang County, southwest corner of Nantangli.

Although Jiankang City was not as strictly regulated as Chang'an and Luoyang, with clear boundaries between the city and the town, it still used the lifang as the basic residential area and management unit.

The walls divide the city into irregular closed areas, and the lives of people in different neighborhoods are very different.

The lifang where the nobles lived was clean and tidy, with smooth streets and a reasonable layout. However, places like Nantangli where the common people gathered had muddy and dirty streets, and low thatched houses were densely packed along the streets, which still smelled foul even in the first month of the year.

It was almost noon and the village was still quite lively, with old people basking in the sun and children playing wildly in the streets.

Suddenly, a child who was playing hide-and-seek saw several soldiers wearing black armor, holding swords and shields, hiding in the shadows close to the wall. He was so scared that he was about to scream, but the quick-witted and quick-handed ghost covered his mouth...

Diwu Wei sat on the wall with his back against the parapet, facing the sun, and chatted quietly with Ren Yuan beside him: "I wonder if the chief and his men have arrived in Ningzhou?"

"Not so fast. It's more than 2,000 miles of mountain road." Ren Yuan whispered, "Why would the owner of the building help us?"

"Hmm..." The Fifth Dimension narrowed his eyes, looked at the sun in the sky and said, "I forgot the reason, but I just felt that I should help you."

"..." Ren Yuan thought that this person was pretending to be confused too perfunctorily.

"I've discovered that you have a problem, which is that you always like to ask why for everything." The Fifth Dimension removed the dry grass from Ren Yuan's clothes.

"Is this a problem?"

"Of course." The Fifth Dimension smiled and said, "You don't look like someone from this era."

"Ah, what do you mean?" Ren Yuan was stunned, thinking to himself, I've been here for so long, how can you still tell?
"People of this era should be like your brother Chen, free and easy, acting spontaneously, not asking about the past, not thinking about the future, and just living in the present moment." The Fifth Dimension sighed and said:

"Life is short, like morning dew. Once the sun comes out, it disappears without leaving the slightest trace. Why think so much? Live life to the fullest and live it to the fullest."

"That makes sense..." Ren Yuan chewed over the Fifth Dimension's words, and then saw him slowly stand up.

"The time has come, let's get started." The Fifth Dimension said with a wave of his hand.

The assassins who were lying in ambush in various places, upon seeing the signal from the owner of the building, launched their attacks at the same time and broke into a house with two entrances, front and back, from all sides!
Suddenly, shouts of killing rang out in the quiet yard, and seven or eight men in the yard fought stubbornly with weapons in hand.

A thin and small man spread out his sleeves and released countless red and green insects, which swarmed towards the ghostwriter who rushed in.

The ghostwriter hurriedly waved his shield and used his magic power to drive away the bugs, but he was still bitten and screaming. Some people's faces turned red, while others turned blue, obviously having been poisoned.

"Go back!" Yang Zhong stepped out of the crowd, and with a wave of his hands, the fierce airflow blew all the small insects back in front of the thin man.

Another ghostwriter spewed out fierce flames, burning the insects and their owners into ashes.

When the ghostwriters rushed over, Da Shuihe followed and carried several ghostwriters who had fallen to the ground due to poisoning back to a safe area, and hurriedly prepared to treat them.

"Let me do it." Ren Yuan came down from the wall.

Da Shuihe looked up and saw the owner of the building nodded, then he made way.

Ren Yuan had already opened four orifices, and his talisman skills far surpassed that of his former senior sister. After casting a few talismans, the faces of those ghostwriters returned to normal, and the pain in their bodies disappeared. They hurriedly expressed their gratitude.

"The art of talismans is truly magical. You should stay in our group in the future, so that we can save many lives for our brothers." The Fifth Dimension exclaimed in amazement.

"Will it not cause people to have bad associations if I use talismans?" Ren Yuan asked softly.

"No." Diwuwei shook his head and laughed, "There are not many people in the world who have seen the magic of talismans, how can you associate it with that?" As the two were talking, they saw a red figure carrying a large jar rushing out, followed by two ghostwriters who shouted, "Stop her!"

The fifth dimension waved his hand, and the red figure that was running in the opposite direction turned around unconsciously and rushed straight in front of them.

Ren Yuan looked carefully and found that it was the female zombie that was hugging him tightly in the tomb of Donghunhou.

When the two enemies met, they were extremely jealous of each other, so he drew out the Evil-Slaying Blade and chopped off the female zombie's head with one blow.

The female zombie fell to the ground, but still used her hands to protect the large jar behind her.

Only then did Ren Yuan see clearly that there was another person in the jar, and he was also an acquaintance.

"Oh my god, Mr. Chen." He couldn't help but blurt out.

"Do you know him?" the Fifth Dimension asked in surprise.

“You also know him…” Nangong Wuyu said, “He is one of the three tomb robbers.”

"Oh, I really forgot about it." The Fifth Dimension was overjoyed and said, "It's really like searching for something without any effort, but now I have found it."

"Yes, it's me!" Mr. Chen knew he couldn't escape, so he said, "See you in the next life!"

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, I will not let you down!" He laughed wildly and exploded with a bang.

"Ha..." While laughing, Mr. Qin was suddenly stunned. He thought, "Aren't I dead? How can I still laugh out loud?"

Then he saw himself being held in the palm of the fifth dimension's hand, and realized that it was just an illusion...

"Let me die!" Mr. Chen screamed in despair, and then resolutely bit off his tongue. After the pain subsided, he found that his tongue was still there.

"Please let me die..." He begged and cried.

"That won't do." The Fifth Dimension shook his head and smiled, "There's another big case that depends on you. By the way, what case is it?"

"The case of the robbery of the tomb of Donghunhou." Nangong reminded helplessly: "We left Beijing for this case. This person is the real culprit."

"Right, right, right." The Fifth Dimension laughed, "I remember now. What luck this is, pie in the sky."

If Nangong hadn't pulled him back, he would have kissed Mr. Chen.

When no one was paying attention, the female zombie quietly put on her head and suddenly rushed towards the fifth dimension, trying to take the jar back.

However, Nangong blew a stream of pink smoke on his face and he fell asleep on the ground.

"This little zombie is a rare one. We can take it back to let the old monsters in Xuanji Tower study it." The Fifth Dimension said with a smile: "But forget it. She is loyal and doesn't deserve this kind of suffering."

"You can say whatever you want." Nangong Bai glared at him, but she felt even happier when she saw the owner of the building so happy.

At this time, Yan Fei, another deputy leader who led the search team, came out to report: "Eight people, three of them had magical powers, except for the one who ran away, all of them are dead."

"Never taking prisoners is Ming Gui's style." The Fifth Dimension nodded without surprise, cherishing Mr. Chen even more and said, "Fortunately, the most important person is still alive."

Ren Yuan frowned slightly, feeling that things were not that simple...

(End of this chapter)