#22 - Xiao Feng's Changes
Chapter 22: Xiao Feng's Transformation
Half an hour later, Wei Changtian, his face bruised and swollen, was already sitting in the carriage, with a large hen tied up beside him.
"Young Master, I think that Xu Qingwan is definitely up to no good!"
Wang Er's voice came from the front: "You taking a fancy to her is her blessing, yet she doesn't know what's good for her! In my opinion, we should just kidnap her!"
"Kidnap, kidnap, kidnap! All you know is kidnap!"
Wei Changtian scolded angrily: "Although we aren't exactly gentlemen, can't you use your brain when doing things?"
"Ah? It's this lowly one being too talkative, Young Master, please calm your anger..."
Wang Er felt very wronged, thinking that the Young Master had always taught him before that—no matter if it's a knife or a rope, the best way is to get the person into bed.
Why has he recently changed to using his brain?
However, he didn't dare to ask. After a long silence, he suddenly remembered something and tentatively said:
"By the way, Young Master, the Mid-Autumn Festival boat trip has been arranged, but it seems like there are quite a few people joining in the fun."
"Do you want to give a warning in advance... cough, I mean, do you have any other arrangements?"
"Hmm..."
Wei Changtian pondered for a while, then slowly said: "At that time, have some experts lie in ambush around the flower boat, and listen to my orders at any time. You don't need to worry about anything else."
"Also, go and investigate why Xu Qingwan needs so much money."
"Understood, Young Master."
Wang Er responded and stopped talking, while Wei Changtian turned his gaze to the hen next to him, which was tied up in a peculiar way.
The rope passed through the chicken's wings, circled around the chicken's neck, and crisscrossed and knotted at the chicken's chest...
"Brother Chicken, no, Sister Chicken... I'm sorry to trouble you."
...
"Bang! Bang, bang, bang!"
Just as Wei Changtian was staring at the hen, on a low hill next to Houqiu Village, Xiao Feng was punching and kicking the corpse of a tiger demon.
Judging from its size, this tiger demon had at least thirty years of cultivation and shouldn't have appeared in this kind of small hill forest.
But as the saying goes, wherever the protagonist is, there must be experience points.
So, it was obvious that it must have been arranged by the Heavenly Dao to forcibly give Xiao Feng a kill.
"Bang!"
The soil had already been stained red with demon blood. With another punch, the already dead tiger demon's head burst open, and blood and brains splattered everywhere, scaring the little girl next to him pale.
Looking at the figure still throwing punches, she finally trembled and said: "Xiao, Brother Xiao, it, it's already dead..."
"Hmm?"
The clear voice entered his ears, and Xiao Feng suddenly stopped as if waking up from a dream.
He stared blankly at the demon corpse in front of him, panting heavily, and it took a full ten breaths before he recovered.
"Ying'er, I..."
Turning his head, wanting to comfort the frightened little girl.
But the latter's subconscious retreat made him pause for a moment, his face full of pain.
"Ying'er, I'm sorry, I don't want to be like this either..."
"Brother Xiao..."
The little girl named Ying'er had tears in her eyes. After struggling for a while, she suddenly mustered up the courage to take the initiative to come over, trembling as she took out a cloth handkerchief to wipe the blood stains from Xiao Feng's body.
"Brother Xiao, I, I'm not afraid..."
As if to encourage herself, the little girl kept repeating "I'm not afraid."
It's a pity that the fear in her heart couldn't be concealed by words.
More importantly, she didn't even know whether she was afraid of the blood and brains, or of the person in front of her.
So scary.
What exactly happened to Brother Xiao...
...
A breeze blew across the hill, and the smell of blood was very pungent.
Not only had his injuries miraculously healed, but his inner strength had even improved, directly reaching the peak of the seventh rank, only one step away from entering the sixth rank.
Originally, this should have been a great thing, but ever since then, he always felt that something was wrong.
It was okay usually, but if he saw blood, he would become extremely violent, and in severe cases, he would even lose his mind like just now...
Xiao Feng had been studying it for a long time and didn't know what had happened to him. In the end, he could only attribute it all to the Wei family's conspiracy.
But why didn't the Wei family just kill him?
What was the point of going to such lengths?
Couldn't figure it out.
Xiao Feng felt that if he wanted to know the truth, he had to go to the Wei family again.
"Ying'er..."
Thinking of this, he suddenly gently held the little hand in front of him and said softly: "Now that my injury has healed, it's time to leave."
"Ah!"
Ying'er suddenly raised her head, and the fear in her heart was instantly thrown to the back of her mind: "Xiao, Brother Xiao, are you leaving?"
"Yes."
Xiao Feng nodded, his eyes looking towards the direction of the capital: "There are some things I must figure out."
"Brother Xiao..."
Ying'er stared blankly at Xiao Feng, her voice filled with crying: "Then, then will you come back?"
Xiao Feng smiled slightly: "Silly girl, if you don't betray me, I will definitely not betray you."
"..."
The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves and fell on the girl's head, and Ying'er's face instantly turned red. She twisted her handkerchief and murmured: "Then I'll go home and cook for you. Grandpa just bought pork yesterday..."
"No need, I'm leaving now."
Xiao Feng let go of the soft little hand, turned around and walked to the tiger demon's corpse. He drew his black sword, and with a few strokes, he took out a chicken egg-sized demon core from the demon corpse's head.
"This thing can be exchanged for a lot of silver. Keep it safe and wait for me to come back."
"..."
"Brother Xiao! I'll wait for you!"
The shouts full of reluctance and attachment echoed in the forest, and in the blink of an eye, Xiao Feng disappeared.
Not long after he left, several spies from the Sticky Rod Office also arrived at Houqiu Village.
...
"Fellow villager, have you ever seen this person?"
At the entrance of Houqiu Village, a burly man held up a piece of paper with a portrait drawn on it, which was Xiao Feng.
"Isn't this Young Hero Xiao!"
The person being questioned looked excited: "Of course I recognize him!"
"Hmm?"
The spies exchanged glances, but on the surface, they remained calm: "Then where is he now?"
"He's living at Old Liu's house."
"A few days ago, Young Hero Xiao was injured for some reason, and he has been recovering at Old Liu's house these past few days... Hmm? Who are you people? Why are you asking about this?"
"Hehe."
The leading spy did not answer, but smiled and handed over a few copper coins: "Brother, I can tell at a glance that you are not a bad person, you must be Young Hero Xiao's friend!"
"Go straight ahead, turn left when you see an old pagoda tree, the first house is it!"
"Okay, thank you, brother."
"You're welcome... Uh... You, you..."
"Thump!"
A flash of light, and the speaker instantly collapsed to the ground, his wide eyes full of disbelief.
If you looked closely, you could find a faint bloodstain on his neck, but strangely, not a drop of blood flowed out.
"Fourth, you go and dispose of this person's body."
The leading spy put away the poisoned dagger, bent down and pried open the man's fingers, taking back the few copper coins in his hand.
"Third, you immediately go back to the office and call for people. Second, you and I will guard the Liu family."
After saying that, he reached out and gently stroked the eyelids of the person who fell to the ground.
"Brother, I'm sorry."
