Daoqi Huangcheng

Chapter 31. Second Master, Don't Make a Sound
"drive!"

"drive!!"

The young man driving the chariot had his black hair flying wildly, his face calm, but his heart was pounding. He felt that Yu Cheng must have come alone, but who could say for sure? So, he didn't stop and sped off.

As for murder, it wasn't his first time doing it. He didn't feel disgusted, but rather a chilling sense of belated realization.

He felt the world was cold, a chilling cold, a cold like that of an animal thrown onto a vast grassland to survive. The relaxed feeling he had before transmigrating, like living in a greenhouse, was almost completely gone. His life of lying in bed playing on his phone and working nine-to-five every day felt like a distant memory, like a dream.

Here, he can kill, and he can be killed.

The wheels rumbled as they rolled across the ground.

The scenery on both sides was fast-paced, and the wind was strong.

But the carriage was very quiet.

The Pei sisters were all quiet, and none of them spoke.

Young Lady Qingyue held the white flour pancake and slowly took bites, but her eyes were not on the pancake; she was lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

Lady Asahi clasped her hands together, letting them hang between her plump thighs, her eyes quietly watching the scenery outside the fluttering curtain, lost in thought.

Because of the murder, the desire to keep the route secret, and the uncertainty about whether there were any Jin spies or government officials in cities half a day's journey from the capital who had received information about the Wei family searching for "the deserter Immortal Talisman Guard Pei Qingyue," the carriage stopped in the wilderness.

Dusk, old trees, and a river flowing down from distant mountains.
This place is a little off the main road, separated from it by a dense forest. Even if a fire were lit, those traveling on the main road would not be able to see it.

The reins are tied to a tree trunk, and the horses graze.

The dry rations were in the carriage, but there wasn't much water.

Song Chen took the water bag and walked towards the river.

Madam Qianxue hurriedly took her water bag, smoothed the wrinkles in her crimson dress, and got out of the carriage. With long strides, she quickly walked to Song Chen's side and asked hesitantly, "Who exactly are you?"

Song Chen said, "Qingyue's husband."

Lady Qianxue pondered and said, "You killed Yu Cheng, so you are not a Jin citizen."

The Dragon Guards wouldn't have the time to come to my dilapidated mansion and play house.

As for spies in the north

The First Madam sighed softly and said, "Song Chen, just tell us the truth. Anyway, Qingyue and I have no other choice but to go with you now. Let us know who you really are so that we can know our limits in the future."

The two had arrived at the riverbank as they talked.

Song Chen squatted down, raised his hand and splashed the cool water, scattering the sunlight and creating a soft, shimmering effect. He then dipped the water bag into the water and rinsed it several times before filling it with water from the clear part.

The First Madam also joined in filling the bottle with water.

Song Chen sealed the plug and said, "I am not a spy from the North."

I didn't kill Que Shenyun. At that time, there was nothing I could do to save him.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I was the one who sent Que He away. I noticed something was wrong with him, so I followed him and found out that he had fallen for the Yu family's trick and actually wanted to marry into the Yu family."

The Yu family are spies of the Jin state. If he colludes with the Yu family, we will all die without a burial place, regardless of success or failure. That's why I made him disappear and had someone take him to a remote county.

He's too muddle-headed, inexperienced, and of poor character. Staying in the vortex of power will only bring us disaster sooner or later. It's better for him to go to a remote area and gain more experience.

The First Madam's expression softened. She had been wondering how Que Shenyun could have such a close friend, but now that her doubts were cleared up, she asked curiously, "So when you were homeless and sent to the cannon fodder camp, it was just because your cultivation level dropped, otherwise it would have been noticed long ago."

You were originally a powerful cultivator, but you were injured, causing your cultivation level to drop. You did this to avoid your enemies, is that right?

Before Song Chen could answer, she smiled and said, "Actually, after my late husband died, when Third Master Que came to pay his respects, I made a deal with him. I asked him to take you to the Imperial City Temple, and in return, I arranged for Shenyun Mansion to relocate as soon as possible so as not to cause trouble for the family."

After Master Que returned, he actually told me that he felt Yu Cheng's expression was strange. Now that I think about it, Yu Cheng probably wanted to search your soul and obtain an opportunity from you.

In this light, I both did the right thing and I did the wrong thing.

You have no special opportunities, but if Yu Chengzhen searches your soul, he might discover something else.

Song Chen could not explain, nor could he explain, the "Book of Three Lifetimes." Even with the strongest comprehension, it seemed unlikely that someone who had never cultivated before could, after a year of cultivation, use the power of four of the five elements, along with two straw puppets, to kill Yu Cheng, an inner disciple of the Imperial City Temple, with a single sword strike.

It seems that even chance can't be explained.

Just then, he suddenly heard the voice of his first wife, which sounded like that of a young girl.

"May I ask how old you are this year?"

Song Chen turned his head and saw Madam Qianxue's big, bright eyes staring at him.

Song Chen understood
The first wife suspected that he had been possessed.

In a way, isn't possession also a kind of "fall from grace"?
As for the theory of possession, he had heard rumors about it, and it was clear that possession was not something that a Qi Gathering Realm cultivator could do.

"nineteen."

"Oh, nineteen."

"Really nineteen." The two whispered to each other for a long time, while not far away, Qingyue had already gathered firewood and lit a campfire in an open space.

She stood by the fire, glancing in this direction from time to time.

A moment later, the two returned.

Madam Qianxue leaned close to her ear and whispered in a voice that Song Chen could hear, sharing the information she had just learned.

As Qingyue listened, she secretly glanced at Song Chen, her husband who had gone from stranger to acquaintance and then back to stranger. A flush of heat rose on her baby-faced cheeks as she said, "Husband, you are so amazing! My sister and I almost fell victim to Yu Cheng's poisonous hands this time, thanks to you."

Madam Qianxue smiled and chimed in, "It's hard to repay such a life-saving grace. However, Second Master probably still needs his current identity, right? This power of his cannot be exposed to the outside world. Am I right?"

Song Chen nodded.

The title of the First Madam changed from "Second Master" to "Little Song", and now it has changed back to "Second Master".

He knew that this time it couldn't be corrected.

After seeing him kill Yu Cheng, the First Madam could never call him "Little Song" again.

Madam Qianxue smiled and said, "From now on, I will be in charge in public, but in private, Second Master will be in charge. We will all listen to Second Master."

Song Chen nodded again.

Lady Asahi is quite capable.

He was initially worried about how to get along with the two women after his strength was exposed, but he is quite satisfied with how things are going now.

Madam Qianxue said, "Then please tell us, Second Master, what should we do now?"

Song Chen said, "Go to Yongcui County to see Quehe, then choose a place nearby to stay temporarily, avoid the troubles in the capital, and wait for an opportunity to investigate the news in the capital. Go back when things have calmed down."

Madam Qianxue looked at her younger sister and asked, "Qingyue, is everything alright?"

Qingyue was somewhat lost in thought when she heard this, and hurriedly said, "Second Master is very capable, I will listen to whatever you say."

After saying that, she paused, then looked at Song Chen with concern.

Song Chen laughed and said, "No matter how capable Second Master is, he will still be managed by Second Madam."

Qingyue smiled.

Late night
The three of them took turns keeping watch at night.

After Qingyue finished her watch, she went back to sleep.

Next up is Lady Asayuki.

When the time came, Madam Qianxue went back to her carriage to sleep.

Song had been asleep for about three hours and was now full of energy. He sat down by the campfire again and rummaged through Yu Cheng's storage bag.

This storage bag is even larger than the old man in the yellow robe's storage bag, which is about half the size of a sack.

Yu Cheng was a wood cultivator, but Song Chen didn't expect to find the "Ancient Wood Evergreen Technique" in his storage bag.

He flipped it over.

Sure enough, there wasn't.

However, there were two wood spirit stones, a spirit iron dagger wrapped with black rope, and a token.

The spirit knife bound with black rope was a weapon of the Prince of Yan's personal guards. Song Chen knew at a glance that Yu Cheng was also involved in the murder case in the dilapidated temple. If Yu Cheng was not a double agent, then his purpose was to frame the Prince of Yan. But the situation here was complicated and he couldn't figure it out. He wouldn't make wild guesses. He would just avoid it.

The token felt quite heavy, with a strange dragon coiled around it. One of the dragon's eyes was as deep and dark as an abyss, while the other shone brightly like the sun. In the center were three characters, written in a fierce and menacing style: "Candle Dragon Camp".

After a moment's thought, Song Chen roughly understood that the "Candle Dragon Camp" should be the force that Yu Cheng belonged to in the Jin Kingdom. He held the token, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Just then, he suddenly felt a sound coming from behind him.

A rustling sound.

The fragrance is that of white plum blossoms, which is the favorite scent of Miss Qingyue.

The voice crept up behind him.

Snow-white, delicate hands passed through a strong waist.

The hand groped and moved downwards, then its five fingers seized the culprit.
Song Chen felt something was off about the sensation on his back. He turned his head and saw a pretty and dignified face. He was stunned. Who else could it be but Madam Qianxue?

Madam Qianxue gave a charming hum: "Second Master, please be quiet."

Song Chen was taken aback and tried to break free softly, but failed.

Night has fallen.
There was no wind tonight, and even the campfire flames burned steadily and quietly.

(End of this chapter)