Chapter 151 Very well behaved
The flying blade was deeply embedded in Yan Yi's right eye socket. At first, because the knife was still blocking the wound, the blood flowed linearly downwards. But when he angrily pulled it out and threw it away, the blood accumulated in his body flew out directly and all fell into Yan Bucun's hands.
Zhang Qiling took a few steps and picked up the soft blade lying in the water. The blood on it was very sticky. It might be that the Qilin Fire burned it dry, resulting in these mottled patches. He frowned unhappily, somewhat disliking the marks left on the blade.
Then, he looked up and heard Yan Yi's crazy, mad, and incomprehensible laughter again. It seemed like a compromise with reality, but it was also just a sigh.
"Hahaha... you guys really cooperate well! But if he didn't know me so well... what kind of trouble can a sacrifice like you cause?" Yan Yi spread his hands, turned around, stared at the other party with his single eye, and looked as if he didn't believe that Yan Bucun could shoot.
Perhaps their past gave Yan Yi too much confidence, Zhang Qiling thought.
Yan Yi was not even afraid of the other party's accidental discharge of the gun. He knocked his head against the muzzle of the gun, again and again, until a circle of purple bruises appeared on his forehead, and he did not stop.
Seeing that no one responded, he continued with that loud and strange laugh, accusing the two of killing him:
"Because you understand me, you are naturally targeting my head and my heart. But Yan Bucun, Yan Bucun... are all the people I took care of in the past ungrateful? I shouldn't have let you go back then. If I had been cruel enough, with your ability, where could you have gone?"
There was a tremor in Yan Bucun's eyes. The memories that spanned thousands of years began to become concrete. There was a moment when a man and a monster killed the madman in the tribe together, there was also the comfort of falling into a deep sleep due to exhaustion, and there was also the tenacity of fighting against Yan Guangshan together, and the oath it said, not to look back...
But the opponent's strategy of playing cards to win sympathy has no killing power against me who has become the same old monster.
With a bang, Yan Bucun actually fired a gun directly. The distance was very close, and even Zhang Qiling was shocked and covered his ears subconsciously. But the one who felt the most pain was Yan Yi. The bullet shot through his forehead left a big bloody hole. The bullet that was supposed to kill him was shot by the ungrateful person in his mouth.
Zhang Qiling originally thought that Yan Yi held a certain weight in Yan Bucun's heart, but now... he didn't dare to think about it anymore, because he clearly saw the changes in Yan Yi, which took away all his attention.
Yan Yi, a monster, was twitching, but he showed no sign of falling. He stood firmly in place, and suddenly stopped his sarcastic smile. Then, he stared at Yan Bucun fiercely, tilted his head slightly and licked his lips, like a wild beast thinking about how to bite the prey's neck with a fatal blow.
"Yan Bugun... killing me is equivalent to killing you. Don't you want to know Yan Guangshan and Yan Xiaonan's plan? I am the only one who knows the most important part of the past. You can't kill me, you can't kill me!!!" Yan Yi finished speaking, and the next moment, his handsome face began to distort.
The eye sockets seemed to be melted by fire, turning into an inexplicable reddish-brown thick liquid, which drooped all the way down until it hit the ground, and even continued to smoke to the tip of Yan Busun's shoes.
"Get out of the way!" Zhang Qiling shouted.
Yan Bucun retreated very far, but all the bullets fell on Yan Yi. His index finger would not affect the smoothness of his shooting, because all he could sense was Yan Yi's soul, which was constantly on the verge of collapse and was flashing a disturbing red light, just like the raging fire that had been ignited on the day he escaped.
"Run forward, just keep running forward and you will get out!" As a monster, it is constantly spitting out flames with the power of its soul, burning the tribe members and forcing them to flee in all directions.
As for the current situation, Yan Guangshan has not yet made a full appearance.
The young Yan Bugun was leading a group of normal people who did not believe in the blood exchange theory and were planning to leave the Bronze Gate. He was the one who listened to weird words the most on weekdays, so he did not look back, not even once, but just listened to the bombardment behind him, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, but he quickly wiped them away.
But he didn't know that this was a game tailor-made for him. If Guaiguai really helped him to defect, what substantial price would it pay for its contribution to Yan Guangshan? And what benefits would it get from helping him?
Yan Bucun had never assumed the worst of malice towards Guaiguai, but because of Yan Yi's reaction now, he concluded certain things. He refuted with reason, but the gun in his hand never stopped.
"I'm not an ungrateful person. What you wanted was just my soul. The only way the Yan family could obtain souls was through self-sacrifice...
So, you helped me because you wanted to get what you wanted from me, instead of treating me as a family member. What qualifications do you have to call me an ungrateful person? Aren't you the one who is two-faced? "
His words made Yan Yi begin to completely transform. He rushed towards Yan Bucun and wanted to attack him, but Zhang Qiling used a blade in one hand at a very fast speed and stabbed Yan Yi directly from back to chest.
Yan Yi vomited a mouthful of blood, but the pain in his body made him fearless, so he simply used his hand to push back the tip of Zhang Qiling's knife. Blood gushed out, and another vertical scar appeared.
At the same time, Zhang Qiling seemed to see skin spreading out from the pile of brown blood. The spreading skin was a kind of white scales with a bright glow. This made him unable to tell whether it was a snake or a Heluo fish, or a combination of them.
However, Yan Yi's persistence in change did not seem to win more reactions from Yan Bucun.
Perhaps it didn't know that Yan Bucun was actually blind.
Those many changes did not become his best weapon of resistance. Instead, they gave Zhang Qiling time to chop and slash at him again and again.
"You don't recognize this person?" Yan Yi was just chasing Yan Bucun, changing his body back and forth. But even if he was familiar with him, it was difficult to tell how many faces he had changed from the blood all over his body.
But Zhang Qiling had sharp eyes and occasionally saw the expressions of Chen Pingyang and Chen Guangyao, and even the smiling Fu Fulai who was trying to bewitch people.
But Yan Bushun's shooting skills are fast and accurate. Perhaps his ability to see this world can be considered a kind of luck and peculiarity. This allows him to easily possess a crueler heart, a calmer mind and skills that are not affected by external things than ordinary people.
Zhang Qiling swung his knife from behind, Yan Bucun shot from the front, and Yan Yi was caught in the middle, unable to dodge.
This final battle was almost coming to an end due to the efforts of the three men. The first to fall was Yan Yi. He lay in a pool of his own blood, without even the strength to laugh. He was just too conflicted to close his eyes, but had to rest due to lack of blood and fatigue. However, he was afraid that this rest would make him fall into a deep sleep.
Zhang Qiling was panting and kneeling on the ground. He didn't even have the strength to hold the soft blade. His eyes were full of chaos. One moment he was lying comfortably on the sofa in the homestay, listening to Wu Mi and the fat man's even breathing and staring at the little brother all night. The next moment he was running frantically in the corridor and finally fell into Hei Xia Zi's arms. The next moment he was pure white, all belonging to Yan Bushun's aura.
Ah, this was indeed his breath at last.
Zhang Qiling was held by Yan Bucun and sat in a clean place. Their bodies were not stained with much of Yan Bucun's blood. Yan Bucun had even washed his hands early and picked up the Ghost Seal.
The two of them snuggled together, and Yan Yi slowly climbed onto the stone, looking at them unwillingly, but in the end, he closed his eyes uncontrollably, and all his scales that had protruded out were retracted.
All the killing came to a brief silence here, and the words that Yan Bucun gave to Xie Yuchen and others back then were not as real and fierce as those ten years later.
"You were suddenly caught by something just now. I wanted to save you, so Aqi and I helped. But... Chen Shisan suddenly jumped out and said that so many people here would rob him of his great wealth and fame, and then he wanted to kill us! But he was not strong enough, so Aqi killed him. I shot him a few more times in the middle, but Aqi was exhausted, so he fell asleep now."
Yan Bucun had openly changed his name since the moment Zhang Qiling's identity was exposed, and even described Chen Shisan as a villain. Of course, he was indeed a villain, and there was very little truth mixed in these lies, but it was enough to fool people.
After all, Zhang Qiling's strength is obvious to all, and no one would say that Chen Shisan's injuries were fake.
When Wu Yu heard this, he also felt some resentment towards Chen Shisan. He looked over there and started to complain, "I was wondering why he had to follow me. He said he was trying to curry favor with Xiaohua, but when it came time to pocket the money, he turned his back on her!"
"Yeah, I said he's a bad guy with that greedy look on his face! If he likes it here so much, let him stay here and we can go up by ourselves!" The fat man also joined in. When facing a common enemy, he could be hypocritical and throw out his money-making attribute. After all, his love of money is based on the premise that his buddies are able to escape.
But Xie Yuchen was not so easy to fool. He walked to Chen Shisan's side, carefully used a handkerchief to pad his hands, turned them over a few times, and confirmed that the wound was real and the person was not dead yet. Then he asked, "He is not completely dead, but he will not live long here. Did you find a way out just now?"
"Ah Qi... wake up, we have to start walking." Yan Bucun coaxed Zhang Qiling, then slowly helped him to stand up and answered Jie Yuchen's words, "We found it, at the inlet... the water inlet, it was blocked by a pile of gold and jewels. Just now, Chen Shisan wanted to dig it open."
Xie Yuchen didn't know how much he believed it. He just glanced at Yan Bucun and Zhang Qiling, then took the lead to check that location.
When the fat man heard about the gold this time, he didn't react much. He looked at Zhang Qiling, who was almost too tired to open his eyes, with heartache. He was nervous in his heart, but Yan Bucun didn't have the intention to take the person back. It was probably because of the joint efforts to kill Zhang Qiling just now, which made this little brother feel a certain shadow and fear towards himself and Tian Zhen.
Wu Yu stood beside them and just stared at Zhang Qiling.
Zhang Qiling had a pale face, closed eyes, and very long eyelashes. He looked sleepy and very well-behaved. Anyone who saw him would like him.
Wu Xie obviously had no memory of what happened just now, because he was the one who was most severely possessed by the Ghost Seal. His behavior was truly uncontrollable and he could not remember anything. He could not even feel the rusty taste brought by the blood in his mouth.
The bronze bell was still ringing softly, without stopping at all...
The fat man beside him didn't notice anything unusual about Wu Yu. He just pulled him aside and continued to instruct him, facing his face covered in dried blood, "After what happened just now, let's not be too anxious. It would be more trouble than good if we scare Brother Qi Ling! Take your time. Once we find the exit, we can all go up there and reminisce about the past, right?"
"Okay, sorry, I was too anxious just now." Wu Yu thought that he didn't handle the situation well enough, so he nodded shyly and agreed.
Two people were on different wavelengths, yet talking to themselves harmoniously.