Madam, please respect my profession.

Chapter 117: Number is a woman? Is it you?

Lu Zhan picked up the teacup and took a sip, but soon felt relieved and thought to himself that he was obsessed.

The Qi Jue Sect is an organization of killers. Such organizations are not uncommon. There are always people who like to be killers and take pride in hunting down martial arts practitioners. This is indeed true.

But if the Qi Jue Sect sensed a business opportunity and targeted him... this does not stand up to scrutiny.

Although the killers in the Qi Jue Sect are all ferocious, they do not act so flamboyantly, otherwise the organization would not have survived until now.

In other words, even if they really targeted him, they wouldn't do it so blatantly. At most, it would be circulated secretly in the killer circle and wouldn't be known to everyone.

Storytellers are, after all, telling stories, and storytelling is mostly in the form of drama, or adapting hearsay into stories, with three-tenths of it being true and seven-tenths being false. They exaggerate the rumors and turn them into stories that people want to hear.

If we regard storytelling as golden words, it would be a bit ridiculous.

The only thing that can be concluded is that after the evaluation of the Jianghu Monthly News, his name gradually spread, and there may be many cultivators who are dissatisfied with him, so the news has become more and more outrageous.

Feeling relieved like this, Lu Zhan smiled casually and found it even more interesting.

Since ancient times, the truth is not exciting, and most of the exciting things are false constructions.

"Why are you laughing, sir?" The storyteller drank another cup of tea and looked at Lu Zhan with a frown. Lu Zhan was sitting in the front row and could see his every move clearly.

Lu Zhan put down the teacup and said, "Sir, what you said is very good. I just think that the behavior of the cultivator surnamed Lu is laughable."

The storyteller said solemnly: "This is wrong. Although the cultivator surnamed Lu behaves unruly, he is actually a good person."

"Is that so?"

"Of course it is. Although it is a story, the heroes in the book are real people."

"In that case, thank you sir for clearing up my confusion."

"No need to thank me. Talking about books is a joke, but don't let it cause any misunderstanding. You should know that we can live in peace now, all thanks to people like the cultivator surnamed Lu who are guarding outside."

"Sir, what you said is very good. It makes me want to emulate the cultivator surnamed Lu."

"Young Master, please don't do that. Although the cultivator surnamed Lu has a handsome appearance and outstanding literary talent, he is tall and strong with great skills. Young Master, you have a slender figure and the style of a Confucian cultivator. It is better not to imitate him, lest you get into trouble."

"Thank you sir for the reminder."

Lu Zhan found it more and more funny, but he also knew that rumors in the martial arts world could not be trusted, so he bowed to the other party, who also nodded politely before continuing to speak.

"It is said that this cultivator surnamed Lu shouted loudly, and actually frightened the evil cultivator so much that he fled in a hurry without even having time to put on his clothes..."

Lu Zhan picked up a cup of fresh tea and listened quietly.

However, several young people around were very excited after hearing the story. The story of Hua Manlou subduing the demon was widely circulated, but it became a "rumor" as it was passed on. Now, after hearing the adapted version of the storytelling, the people were yearning for it.

Lu Zhan did not get up and leave until the show was over. He was impressed by the storyteller's skills. He adapted real events into a story that was three parts true and seven parts false. It was so addictive to listen to.

It was just a coincidence that I became one of the protagonists in this book.

……

In the evening, the sky looks like it is on fire, and the colorful clouds all over the sky are very beautiful.

"It looks like the weather is going to be hot." After Lu Zhan finished his work, he felt a little dry. When he looked up, he saw the sky full of red clouds.

Red clouds in the morning mean rain in the evening, red clouds in the evening mean dead fish in the sun.

Lu Zhan seemed to see the bright sunny day of tomorrow. Compared with the sweaty summer day, he still prefers the cloudy and drizzling day.

After taking a look at the sky, Lu Zhan realized that the meeting time he had agreed with Number Four was approaching, so he returned home and changed his clothes.

He was wrapped in a black robe, and his face was covered by a green-faced, fang-toothed mask, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. The man in black who had ambushed him and Chu Wantang last time was dressed like this.

There is no doubt that this outfit is very beneficial for Lu Zhan, but his figure is far different from Zhi Gang's, so he stuffed a lot of clothes inside for support.

"What are you doing?" King Skylark stared at him. If he hadn't sensed a familiar scent, he would have thought there was a thief in the house.

"Let's meet in person."

"What is a face-to-face meeting?"

“It’s just meeting friends offline that I’ve never met.”

"Can you call a friend a friend if you've never met him?" Skylark didn't understand. "Human affairs are really complicated."

"Once you transform, things will become more complicated."

"Then I won't transform. I like simple things."

"You will transform."

The first step in a monster's cultivation is to aspire to live like humans; this is the original intention at the beginning of cultivation.

Lu Zhan did not talk to it for long. He gathered his Qi and performed the Yi Chen Xu Bu. He felt his body was as light as a feather and he traveled several miles with the wind in an instant. Soon he arrived at the foot of the southern slope of Zijin Mountain.

...

There is a persimmon tree at the foot of the mountain. It is not the season for persimmons to ripen, but the leaves are bright green.

There was a vulture pattern painted on the thick trunk of the persimmon tree. This was the signal from the Black Water Sect. Lu Zhan moved forward following the signal.

Following the signs, they came to a deserted valley. The valley was covered with dense jungle and walking was difficult. The other party had arranged to meet here, and Lu Zhan couldn't help but become alert.

According to the original plan, the meeting at Zijin Mountain was for a joint retreat. Since we were retreating, why did we have to meet in the valley? It would be more appropriate to meet at the foot of the southern slope of the mountain.

This action does not look like a retreat, but more like a murder to silence the witnesses.

"Either they doubt my identity... or they want to kill my companions..."

Lu Zhan came to the above two conclusions, but he was not worried. He did not think that the other party had the ability to kill him. On the contrary, the scenery of Zijin Mountain was beautiful, and wild monkeys occasionally jumped through the valley. There was a lot of wild fun along the way, which made people feel open-minded.

When they reached a secluded pond in the valley, Lu Zhan saw a figure in the distance, wearing a black robe standing by the pond.

Sensing his approach, the man in black turned around, and Lu Zhan saw that he was also wearing a mask with green face and fangs, with only a pair of eyes showing.

As expected, the people of the Black Water Sect like to dress like this... Lu Zhan had a complicated smile, but he could not sense the other party's strength, and he could not even sense the fluctuations of his true Qi. It seemed that the other party used a specific technique or magic weapon to suppress him.

Fortunately, when he came, Lu Zhan also made all-round protection for himself to prevent the other party from noticing the abnormal fluctuations of his true Qi.

As they got closer, they looked at each other and then looked away tacitly, with a kind of shy feeling of meeting someone in person after being in an online relationship.

But this was not the time for an online romance to happen in person, and Lu Zhan sensed something was wrong, but then he heard the other party speak.

"Ahem... Zhi Gang, you haven't shown up since you came to Jinling. Instead, you've been hiding in the mountains refining medicine. I wonder what you've come up with."

Lu Zhan frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but the other party went straight to the point without saying a word, not even leaving time for foreplay, leaving him very little time to think.

Fortunately, the other party did not ask any private questions, otherwise he, the impostor, would have been exposed soon.

“I have made some progress. What’s wrong with your throat?” Lu Zhan used his true Qi to suppress his voice, making it hoarse.

"I have a cold." Number Four looked at the lake and asked, "What's wrong with your throat?"

"I also caught a cold." Lu Zhan said.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

After a moment, No. 4 seemed dissatisfied with the answer, and his voice became more dissatisfied: "Ahem... Zhi Gang, now when you see big brother, you don't even bother to call big brother by his name. It seems that after coming to Jinling, you have found a new opportunity and don't take big brother seriously anymore."

Are you testing me... Lu Zhan pretended to be excited and coughed violently a few times: "Cough cough cough... Big Brother, how could this be? I just arrived in Jinling and was beaten by thieves. I have been recovering from my injuries these days. I was inevitably excited to see you just now, and I got a little carried away."

Number Four said nothing, and the atmosphere became somewhat silent.

Lu Zhan thought in his heart, if the other party really wanted to test him, since they already knew each other, they could just take off the masks and be honest with each other, there was no need to go through so much trouble.

Or maybe number four is not the original number four... This thought emerged in Lu Zhan's mind, and he felt that the chance was slim. The Soul Bowl mechanism was very dependent on luck, and not everyone had the opportunity to be an undercover agent.

But no matter who the other party is, I will capture him later. I just don't know his specific strength. What if I hit him too hard and kill him? I won't be able to take him back to exchange for silver. The Demon Suppression Bureau wants a living person, otherwise anyone can exchange a dead person for silver.

Lu Zhan seemed to be thinking about something. To be on the safe side, he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket.

Then No. 4 suddenly turned around, holding a yellow fruit in his hand, and said, "Forget it, forget it. I don't want to bother with you. This is the spiritual fruit I picked a few days ago. I'll leave it to you. Eat it."

Number Four said this generously, but just as he finished his words, he saw Lu Zhan standing opposite him, handing him a pill.

"This is the tiger whip pill I specially made. It will make you feel powerful after taking it. I hope you will accept it, big brother." Lu Zhan spoke almost at the same time as the other party.

Number Four: “…”

Lu Zhan: “…”

The two looked at each other again, and saw vigilance in each other's eyes, but they still took it from each other tacitly, and then tacitly put it in their mouths in front of each other.

This spiritual fruit is poisonous... Lu Zhan noticed it the first time he took it, but he was a night doctor, and it was a pipe dream to poison him. But for the sake of acting, Lu Zhan still staggered to the ground and shouted: "Brother, you! What are you doing!"

After No. 4 took the pill, he also staggered and fell to the ground: "You...the pill is poisonous!"

"It was my elder brother who poisoned me first." Lu Zhan did not act rashly. Under the circumstances, he did not believe that the other party would swallow his pill without any precautions.

Unless the other party was like him and had already taken the antidote pill.

Number Four coughed twice with difficulty and said, "You didn't show up when I was looking for the black water beads. You were hiding in the mountains. I doubted your loyalty to the gang, so I poisoned you to test you. If you are still loyal, I will naturally give you the antidote."

Lu Zhan said seriously: "Brother, me too."

"In that case, let's give each other the antidote." Number Four said, taking out a porcelain bottle from his arms and carefully handing it to Lu Zhan.

Lu Zhan also took out an empty bottle and handed it to the other party.

However, at the moment the two sides met, both of their palms burst out with true Qi fluctuations, and they hit each other's chests tacitly.

Lu Zhan rolled over to avoid the palm strike, his black clothes fluttering in the evening breeze. He angrily said, "I treat you as a brother, and you actually want to kill me?"

"You're not poisoned?!" Number Four was surprised and drew his sword.

"Aren't you poisoned too?" Lu Zhan did not continue pretending. The other party was indeed not poisoned. He was just pretending to be poisoned like him in order to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

The competition among evil practitioners is fierce, and there are countless cases of them secretly harming their companions. It is not surprising that such a thing happens.

Lu Zhan didn’t know much about Number Four, and perhaps the other party was really not Number Four... But the other party obviously did not give him a chance to think. His true energy surged instantly, and his long sword came fiercely against the wind.

Lu Zhan frowned, and without time to use his weapon, he gathered his true energy in his right fist, moved his body slightly downward to avoid the fatal blow from the long sword, and struck No. 4 in the chest with his backhand.

It was not the man's chest as imagined, but it was a little softer.

A woman?! Lu Zhan was surprised, and then he saw Number Four flying backwards. The black robe outside was shattered by the true qi, revealing the graceful white clothes and slender figure inside.

"puff-"

The mask on Number Four's face shattered, and she fell beside the dark pond. Her clothes were soaked by the water, but she was unaware of it. She raised her head and spat out a mouthful of blood, covering the wound on her chest with a look of horror.

Lu Zhan was also somewhat shocked: "It's you?!"

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