Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother
Chapter 648: Driving the tiger away from the mountain
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The thick night was like silk soaked in ink, wrapping the streets and alleys of Maotu City layer by layer.
The Black Claw Gang members scurried across the broken bricks, and the cold sound of their metal wristbands colliding with their scimitars echoed in the silent alley.
"Those damn guys really hurt!"
The gang leader covered the wound on his waist. The blood scab that seeped out of the bandage had solidified into a dark purple lump. Every step he took pulled the wound, causing him to grimace in pain.
"Cheer up my spirits!"
He suddenly stopped, and his bloodshot eyes swept over the people behind him.
"Those rats from the Blood Shadow Alliance are probably watching us!"
Before he finished speaking, the shadow at the alley entrance suddenly cracked, and dozens of green lights lit up like will-o'-the-wisp.
The members of the Blood Shadow Alliance filed out one after another, their poisoned hidden weapons emitting a strange phosphorescent glow in the moonlight.
"Very clever..."
The leader of the hall shook the poisoned silver needles on his sleeves, and the silver chains collided with each other, making a crackling sound. A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Black Claw, old dog, hand over the stone box if you know what's good for you! During the chaos in the ruined temple, you were the only one who touched the corpse of the gray-robed man. Do you think we are blind?"
"Fuck your motherfucker!"
The Black Claw Gang leader roared angrily and tore open his bloodstained shirt. The deep wound under his ribs that could be seen to the bone was hideous and horrific. The scorch marks from the talisman were still emitting green smoke.
"I was nearly burned to ashes by the Secret Keeper's spell while trying to steal the box! And you, sneaking around behind me, what evil ambitions do you have?"
Seeing this, the minions behind him drew out their scimitars. The sparks produced by the friction between the blades and scabbards were like fleeting meteors in the darkness.
Just as the two sides were on the verge of a fight, a sharp-eyed member of the Black Claw Gang suddenly pointed at the Blood Shadow Alliance team and shouted:
"Look! The bulging shape in their arms is clearly the outline of the stone box!"
This shout was like a huge rock thrown into a deep pool, completely breaking the delicate balance.
The cats of the Blood Shadow Alliance subconsciously protected their arms. This instinctive reaction instantly ignited rage in the eyes of the Black Claw Gang.
"Kill me!"
The leaders of the two gangs roared almost at the same time.
Instantly, poisoned hidden weapons whistled through the air, the Black Claw Gang's sharp claws attacking with the fierceness of a tiger. A member of the Blood Shadow Alliance launched a smoke bomb, and gray smoke filled the streets like a tide, the pungent smell of sulfur blinding people.
In the darkness, screams, the clashing of weapons, and curses mixed together, like hell on earth.
The leader of the Blood Shadow Alliance seized the opportunity in the melee and rushed towards the leader of the Black Claw Gang like a black panther.
He swung the whip in his sleeve like a poisonous snake, wrapped around the opponent's wrist and pulled it hard.
The leader of the Black Claw Gang stumbled and fell to the ground, and the box in his arms was immediately exposed.
The hall master was ecstatic. He kicked away the minions who were blocking his way and grabbed the box with his hands like eagle claws.
"Don't even think about it!"
Just as his fingertips touched the lid of the box, a cold light suddenly came from the side - the second in command of the Black Claw Gang swung a serrated broadsword and chopped down with tremendous force.
"I forgot there was such a person as you!"
The hall master dodged sideways quickly, and the big knife grazed his shoulder, cutting off a piece of his clothes.
He didn't have time to be thankful, and pounced on the box again, finally grabbing it.
He couldn't wait to open the mechanism, but he only saw half a broken stele engraved with chaos runes lying in the box. Smelly black water was constantly oozing out of the surface of the stele, and it was shining with a disgusting oily sheen in the moonlight.
"impossible!"
The hall master's voice was distorted by shock, and his hands frantically searched the inside of the box.
"The stone box is clearly... clearly in the ruined temple!"
The Black Claw Gang leader got up from the ground and was stunned at first when he looked at the broken monument. Then he was furious, his eyes almost spitting fire.
"Alright! How dare you fool us with fakes! If you don't hand over the real stone box today, I'll make you pay with blood!"
"What? This idiot didn't get it?"
The two gangs finally woke up from their dream and realized that they had fallen into a trap.
They had no time to continue fighting, and each gathered their remaining troops and ran madly towards the ruined temple.
Along the way, injured gang members kept falling down, and their blood dyed the bluestone road dark red.
When they returned to the ruined temple breathlessly, all they saw were the scattered ashes of talismans, broken weapons, and broken walls rustling in the night wind.
In the corner, a piece of talisman paper was blown up by the wind. On the back was the outline of the Secret Keeper's Inn painted in cinnabar, as if silently mocking their stupidity and greed.
……
At this moment in the inn, the candlelight flickered in the wind.
The proprietress stood quietly in front of the secret room door, holding the real stone box in her hands.
The dim light flowing on the surface of the stone box resonated with the ancient jade bracelet on her wrist, emitting a slight humming sound.
From downstairs came the sounds of the Xingluo squad resting, occasionally interspersed with the sounds of Bai Tang and Wu Song bickering.
The proprietress looked at the mysterious patterns on the stone box, and a mysterious smile appeared on her lips. She gently stroked the stone box and murmured softly:
"Everything is going according to plan..."
Deep in the secret room, the ancient murals on the wall seemed to come alive under the light of the stone box. In the picture, a figure very similar to the proprietress was carrying the stone box to the altar.
Beneath the altar were countless cats eroded by the power of chaos. Their painful roars seemed to travel through time and space, echoing in the secret room, revealing a shocking secret unknown to the world.
The noise of the Xingluo class penetrated the mottled wooden windows and was particularly harsh in the quiet night.
Bai Tang's complaints and Wu Song's roars were like chaotic drumbeats beating in the night.
"..."
On the roof, four figures stood like sculptures.
The glass mirror in Huanye's hand was emitting a cold and dim light, reflecting the situation in the room. Her eyes were cold and without any emotion, and she mechanically turned the glass mirror as if operating a precision instrument.
Wuqing folded his arms across his chest, his whole body emitting a coldness that kept people at a distance. The silver bell hung quietly at his waist, without the slightest movement. He glanced coldly around the room, as if he was looking at a group of insignificant ants.
Behind them, a mysterious man in a conical hat swayed his body slightly and let out a low, intermittent laugh full of teasing.
"This kind of quarrel is like a headless fly."
His voice was hoarse, with a harsh metallic rubbing, and his words were full of sarcasm.
"Three adults~"
At this time, a girl holding a flaming whistle walked out from the shadows. The collar around her neck was glowing with a strange light, and the chain was shaking gently, making a slight sound.
She lowered her head and stood behind Huan Ye and others, like a tamed wild beast.
"..."
Huan Ye glanced at the girl, his eyes full of disgust and indifference, and then turned his attention back to the glass mirror.
Wuqing didn't even look at the girl, and still maintained an indifferent attitude, as if the girl didn't exist.
"Just a bunch of trash."
Huan Ye said in a cold voice, without a trace of warmth.
The mysterious man laughed strangely again.
"But this piece of junk might still be of some use."
There was even more joking in his words.
At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise in the house, as if tables and chairs were overturned.
A hint of impatience flashed in Huanye's eyes, and he put away the glass mirror.
"Boring."
She spat out two words coldly and disappeared into the darkness first. Wuqing followed closely behind, his steps steady and cold.
The mysterious figure bowed slightly towards the house, a gesture that seemed both a greeting and a mockery, then laughed heartily as he disappeared into the night. The girl glanced inside, a flicker of struggle in her eyes, but ultimately, she reluctantly followed him as he vanished into the darkness.
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