Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 292: Peeing, Can Also Kill a Person!

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Peeing, Can Also Kill a Person!

"It’s time to set out, I advise you not to play any tricks, otherwise Xu Zhi Rou’s life can’t be guaranteed."

As Lin Fan was still pondering,

Beitiao Qian Naizi had already started to urge him.

The longer the night, the more dreams one has; she had to get what she wanted as soon as possible.

"Don’t worry, everything from now on, I leave to my wife."

Lin Fan said with a smile, wrapping his arm around Ning Mengyao’s waist.

She was now impersonating the Banshan Taoist.

"What... should I do?"

Leaning against Lin Fan, Ning Mengyao was quite nervous.

She didn’t even know who Zhao Jiaqi was,

let alone know what she should do.

"Don’t worry, just mutter your favorite songs softly, the more indistinct the better, so that no one can understand them. I’ll take care of everything else!"

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he reached out and grasped Xu Zhi Rou’s arm.

"From now on, no matter what, do not leave Ning Mengyao’s side. I will figure out what this Life-sharing Talisman on you is as soon as possible. Once this thing is gone, her time of death will come."

"Actually... I can be sacrificed, don’t worry about me!"

Xu Zhi Rou looked at Lin Fan, her gaze filled with tenderness.

She didn’t want her life to affect the two of them.

"Remember this, your life was saved by me. Now this life doesn’t belong to you, it belongs to me. As long as I haven’t sent you to your death, you must live well for me, that’s an order!"

Lin Fan glared fiercely at Xu Zhi Rou.

His gaze carried an air of lofty authority.

His words were indisputable.

"Yes!"

This suffocating sense of oppression actually caused a blush to creep across Xu Zhi Rou’s face.

Issuing commands was originally her privilege.

But now, she was being directed to obey.

Yet, there was not a hint of resistance in her heart.

Instead, a warm current surged through her.

"Let’s go!"

With his right hand holding Ning Mengyao and his left hand holding Xu Zhi Rou,

Lin Fan finally strode forward confidently.

The hundred-strong team behind him also began to set off slowly.

"Great Protector, do you think that guy can be trusted?"

Next to the bamboo sedan, a gaunt man asked in a strange tone.

"I never trust anyone, I only trust myself,"

Beitiao Qian Naizi said with a cold smile.

Her suspicious nature naturally led her not to trust Lin Fan.

Even if he was sincere, what of it?

The team continued to march on.

The wolf pack that had just been scared off was temporarily nowhere to be seen.

As they leapt over the territory of the wolf pack, several fierce tigers with striking patterns rushed out from deep within the dense jungle.

These creatures, several times larger than ordinary tigers and unusual for being social, posed little threat.

The moment they pounced towards the team, they were chopped into pieces by the Samurai.

"Why are there so many fierce beasts here, and their sizes are all so huge!"

Xu Zhi Rou asked in confusion, looking at the dead tigers.

This Evil Island was simply a completely different world.

"Because this is not just an island, it’s probably the legendary Demon Suppression Land, and these beasts are merely the outer guards. The creatures within are likely even more terrifying than those outside!"

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes,

continuing to seek the path ahead.

"Demon Suppression Land! What is that?"

Ning Mengyao asked, gripping Lin Fan’s hand tightly.

Now she truly couldn’t be without him for even a minute.

"This ’She Ba’ I have seen in an ancient book. ’She’ means to awe, and ’Ba’ refers to the first fierce spirit, the Drought demon!"

Lin Fan frowned and said, "Legend has it that in Ancient Times, the Drought was the daughter of the Yellow Emperor. She expended too much power fighting Chiyou and couldn’t return to the Heavenly Palace. Wherever she went, nothing would grow, so during times of flood, she was worshiped as a goddess by the people. But during a drought year, she became the prime evil spirit, and people would burn the Drought effigy."

"So is she a goddess or an evil spirit?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Mengyao couldn’t help asking.

"That depends on whether you’re praying for rain or for drought. So, the so-called deities are just a convenient way for people to use said figures as they need. There’s also a folk legend that the Drought is a transformation of the dead within a hundred days after death. When someone becomes a Drought, their corpse doesn’t decay, grass doesn’t grow on their grave, water seeps from the mound, and the Drought ghost carries water into the house at night. Only by burning the Drought effigy can rain come!"

Lin Fan didn’t care much about these legends.

After all, from ancient times to the present, the gods high above were nothing more than spiritual sustenance for people.

It was like the three generations of change under the Martial Saint, the secrets hidden behind them were merely the thoughts of the powerful.

"Is there really a Drought buried here?"

Xu Zhi Rou nervously clasped Lin Fan’s hand.

"Perhaps, it is a poor woman crowned as a Drought, but either way, this island is definitely not simple."

As Lin Fan spoke, he turned his head to glance back.

The team was still following them forward.

But noticeably, some people were missing.

This made him frown involuntarily.

"My wife said that we’re approaching the poison barrier, and we don’t know how long it will take to get through it, so everyone should rest for a while. I need to go relieve myself."

Lin Fan turned his head and said to Beitiao Qian Naizi.

"You better not play any tricks."

They had been walking for less than two hours, and he wanted to rest.

This inevitably made Beitiao Qian Naizi frown.

"What’s the trick in going to the toilet? Besides, they’re all in your hands, are you still afraid I might run away?"

After speaking, Lin Fan had the two women sit under a tree to cool off.

He himself then turned and walked deep into the dense forest.

"Do you need to go that far to pee?"

Watching Lin Fan about to vanish from sight.

Beitiao Qian Naizi called out, puzzled.

"Are you afraid you’ll peep, is that it?"

Lin Fan’s voice came from deep within the woods.

Then all was quiet.

With no choice, the entire team could only stop and wait on the spot.

However, Lin Fan, who was supposed to be urinating, was ghostly navigating through the dense forest.

His speed was swift, like a fleeting white steed.

A few minutes later, he stood in front of the group of lagging samurai.

"Hey, stick with the main force. Are you trying to run away?"

"Mind your own business!"

The dozen or so samurai tensed up and instinctively gripped the hilts at their waists.

None of them had seen how Lin Fan caught up to them.

"It was that fat lady who sent you after the special combat team members to silence them, wasn’t it? Too bad you won’t get there!"

With limited time, Lin Fan was also worried about the safety of the two women.

So, without wasting words, he had already pounced toward the dozen or so people.

"Pfff... pfff... pfff..."

Like a spectral figure, he flickered past them.

The dozen or so samurai hadn’t even drawn their swords before they fell to the ground.

Their throats were precisely shattered.

Not even a scream was heard.

"Playing tricks with me? I’m your ancestor!"

Lin Fan spat out with a cold laugh.

Beitiao Qian Naizi didn’t trust him, and he didn’t trust this fat woman either.

After dealing with the matter at hand, he then turned and walked back the way he had come.

Soon, he was back at the original spot without a sound.

"Does it really take you that long to pee?"

Seeing Lin Fan return, Beitiao Qian Naizi said with scorn.

"I pee as fast as I kill, so don’t make me go take another leak!"

Lin Fan raised his hand, and a samurai sword was thrust into a nearby tree.

Looking at the pendant on the hilt of the samurai sword, everyone’s hearts chilled.

It was the family emblem of one of the squad leaders.

Clearly, they had been taken out.

"All right, no problem!"

But Beitiao Qian Naizi didn’t show any emotion.

Everyone was playing tricks; he might secretly cross Chen Cang.

He could also distract the tiger away from the mountain.

With this move, she had left an even better backup for herself.