Abandoned Woman Busy Farming
Chapter 1336 - 1338: Narrow Path Encounter_1

Chapter 1336: Chapter 1338: Narrow Path Encounter_1

The sword finally pierced in a little, but there was not a drop of blood flowing out. Bai Ruozhu leaned in close to the "big screen" to take a careful look and saw that Jin Jing’s flesh had turned over a bit. It was pale and slightly blue, but there wasn’t a hint of fresh blood!

"What in the world is this? Could it be a dummy?" Jiang Yichun was also startled.

"Could it be a zombie?" Bai Ruozhu suddenly thought of the zombie movies she used to watch in her previous life. Zombies don’t have blood, right? And it’s said that their bodies can be very hard.

"Zombies?" Jiang Yichun was extremely surprised, which showed that there were no legends of zombies in Danliang Country.

Bai Ruozhu pondered for a moment and explained, "It’s like a dead person has been revived, kind of like a moving corpse. But zombies are categorized into levels. I’ve heard that there is a type called a ’flesh zombie’ that looks indistinguishable from a normal person, yet their bodies are impervious to knives and guns, and zombies have no blood."

Outside, Jin Jing had already stabbed the sword a few inches into his own body and continued stabbing one thrust after another. Honglian had her eyes closed as if she wasn’t looking at Jin Jing, but the corners of her mouth were tugging, carrying an air of satisfaction.

Jiang Yichun tugged at Bai Ruozhu, "Let’s leave. Jianqi and the others have been waiting for a long time; we should avoid any unexpected developments."

Bai Ruozhu nodded, grabbed onto him, and with an intentful thought, they left the space and reappeared on the roof.

Jiang Yichun dared not delay any further, now knowing that Chu Hai was not in the Holy Hall, it was best for them to quickly withdraw.

He wrapped his arms around Bai Ruozhu’s waist and leaped down from the roof, retracing their original route back. Whenever they passed by any mechanical traps or restrictions, they operated them just as Jin Jing had done, and indeed, they made it out safely.

Jianqi and the rest of them breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the two emerge. Jiang Yichun whispered, "The person isn’t in the Holy Hall. Let’s retreat for now."

Jianqi led the way with Chenfeng and Muyu, preparing to leave, when suddenly a patrol of the Holy Guard Team turned into the street from the intersection. Even with their swift speed, they were spotted by the Holy Guards.

Bai Ruozhu reacted quickly, summoning Furball to action, then whispered to everyone, "Don’t panic, nobody move."

Jianqi and the others didn’t understand why they shouldn’t move. Wouldn’t the Holy Guards yell for capturing the assassins if they stayed still? Only Jiang Yichun understood and watched curiously as Xiaomao, who had already charged out, took action.

The others couldn’t see what Xiaomao was doing, but Bai Ruozhu could feel an energy emanating from Xiaomao. She couldn’t quite define what this energy was, so let’s just say it was a special force.

Very soon, the patrol of Holy Guards became entrapped in an illusion, believing they were still patrolling the yard and noticing nothing amiss.

While the others couldn’t see this, Bai Ruozhu could sense it through her connection with Xiaomao. She smiled at Xiaomao, signaling with her thoughts for it to leave, then said to Jiang Yichun and the others, "Alright, let’s hurry and go."

Jianqi and the rest looked at the Holy Guards standing motionless and thought Bai Ruozhu had immobilized them with poison. But once they had escaped the Holy Hall and no one followed suit, and the Holy Hall remained tranquil as before, they found it unbelievable.

"Don’t worry, they think they’ve been patrolling the yard the whole time and haven’t noticed anything unusual. They are continuing their patrol now," Bai Ruozhu said cheerfully, and praised Xiaomao internally for today’s big accomplishment.

As a result, Xiaomao lazily yawned, declaring it needed to sleep again. This was the first time Bai Ruozhu realized that, as impressive as Xiaomao’s ability seemed, it also drained its strength considerably. It would need to sleep for several days after one use, and it couldn’t be used again for the next seven days.

Although reality was somewhat disappointing, Bai Ruozhu felt satisfied. If Xiaomao could come out to save the day at a critical time, that was already good enough. She couldn’t completely depend on Xiaomao, could she?

A group of people quietly sneaked back to the inn, where Jiang Yichun briefly recounted what he and Bai Ruozhu had discovered after entering. Everyone was greatly relieved to hear that Chu Hai and Zhanna had not been captured by the Holy Hall, but they were worried that the purpose of their visit might soon be exposed.

"I had always planned to collaborate with the monarch of the country. It’s no harm if he knows about this; we each have our needs," Jiang Yichun said.

Bai Ruozhu nodded in agreement. This was not a disadvantage for them; after all, they were going to fight against the Holy Hall.

"I guess it won’t be long before the monarch sends someone to invite us to the palace," Bai Ruozhu said, "Chu Hai is probably also worried that we might go to the Holy Hall to rescue him."

While they were speaking, a guard came to report that Lian Jia, the team leader from the palace, had delivered a royal decree inviting them to visit the palace.

Bai Ruozhu smiled smugly at the others, "How about that? Am I not prophetic?"

Muyu wanted to say that he had thought of that too; wasn’t it obvious? But then he saw his master affectionately ruffling his wife’s hair, saying, "Yes, my wife is the smartest."

Muyu slowly closed the mouth he had opened. Since his master had reached that conclusion, what more could he say? Wouldn’t he just be asking for a scolding?

The group descended the stairs and saw that Lian Jia’s attitude had improved significantly since their last meeting, and the hostility he had exuded was much diminished.

"My apologies for any offense before, please come this way," Lian Jia said without beating around the bush, effectively offering an apology.

Bai Ruozhu greeted him with a fist-to-palm salute, saying, "Team Leader Lian is too courteous; it was all a misunderstanding."

Since they would be cooperating in the future, it was better to give Lian Jia a way to save face. Otherwise, with her husband persistently frowning upon Lian Jia, any lingering resentment could complicate their fight against the Holy Hall.

Jiang Yichun was still indignant that Lian Jia had interrogated Bai Ruozhu while he was drunk; more importantly, he was annoyed at himself for having been too inebriated to stay by her side.

The group followed Lian Jia on horseback to the palace, but coincidentally encountered Lady Diao Mo with a group of the Holy Guard searching for someone. Upon seeing Bai Ruozhu, the lady’s beautiful eyes immediately emitted a venomous light.

"You’re behind this, aren’t you?" Lady Diao Mo asked Bai Ruozhu.

Bai Ruozhu looked at her indifferently, "Lady Diao Mo, your vague accusation makes no sense. What are you trying to ask? I am merely accompanying my husband on a business trip to the Western Regions. Why do you keep troubling me time and again? Is it because your capricious daughter fancies the looks of my husband?"

By this time, a crowd of onlookers had already gathered at the roadside. The rumor that Lady Diao Mo had broken the law to let her husband, who was afflicted with a nasty disease, enter the city was already spreading among the people. Many had begun to talk, and hearing her words now, they whispered even more.

"Lady Diao Mo is taking advantage of the Holy Maiden’s favour to engage in wanton acts. The Holy Maiden would be heartbroken if she knew," said one onlooker.

"Indeed. She seemed like a good person before, but now, what has she become? Look, she’s brought so many Holy Guards. Isn’t she conflicting with the Royal Family, trying to retrieve her husband?" another speculated.

"Her husband must have done some vile deeds to be stricken with such an illness. I could smell the stench from far away. It must be divine punishment for his wrongdoings!" a third remarked.

"She doesn’t care about her husband’s wicked deeds, and the deities will punish her sooner or later. How can such a person still be worthy of staying beside the Holy Maiden, or of entering the Holy Hall?" the crowd murmured.