bayedsolid Chapter 505 The sound of the xun rises four times, Snow Moon City is in chaos!
Chapter 505 The sound of the xun rises four times, Snow Moon City is in chaos!
Midnight, Snow Moon City.
The daytime hustle and bustle had long since subsided, and the streets were deserted, save for the monotonous and lingering sound of the night watchman's clapper echoing in the darkness.
On the second floor of Wangyue Tower, Su Muyu, dressed in black, stood still like a statue by the window.
Behind him, Su Zhe sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his breathing long and deep like an ancient well, only his eyes, which occasionally opened, were frighteningly bright.
He held the crimson Xun in his hand, which looked rather eerie.
Su Changhe paced back and forth in the room, looking somewhat anxious: "Uncle Zhe, it's almost time."
Su Zhe slowly opened his eyes and looked at the moonlight outside the window: "Wait a little longer, wait for the guards in the city to change shifts, wait for those who drank the wine... for the effects of the drug to completely dissipate!"
He paused, then looked at Su Muyu: "Muyu, remember, my xun will be played in three sections—"
The first section is gentle, awakening the drug's effects; the second is rapid, inciting frenzy; the third is sharp, targeting the objective.
Su Muyu remained silent, only nodding.
Su Zhe then looked at Su Changhe: "Changhe, your task is to create chaos. After Muyu's flute music starts, go to the granary in the west of the city and set it on fire, the bigger the better."
Remember, don't reveal your identity, and come back immediately after you've set the fire!
"Understood!" Excitement flashed in Su Changhe's eyes.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The moonlight gradually slanted westward, and the city watchman struck the third watch.
Su Zhe suddenly opened his eyes: "Now!"
After saying that, he took a deep breath, pressed his fingers lightly, and the soft, melodious sound of the xun flowed from the flute holes.
It was a melody that transcended the frequencies that the human ear could perceive, like invisible ripples spreading outwards from the Moon Gazing Tower in all directions.
The first section is gentle, like a flowing stream.
In the inns throughout the city, those wandering swordsmen who had drunk Wuliangye liquor during the day were fast asleep when suddenly their bodies trembled.
The soul-guiding incense, which lay dormant in the meridians, was awakened by the flute music, transforming into wisps of heat that seeped into the limbs and bones.
Someone rolled over, their brow furrowed, as if they were having a nightmare.
Someone mumbled a few words in their sleep, and beads of sweat appeared on their forehead.
But no one woke up.
The second section is rapid and sudden, like a downpour.
The sound of the xun suddenly became rapid, and the martial arts practitioners opened their eyes abruptly, their eyes already bloodshot!
The drug's effects were fully unleashed; the incense, combined with the alcohol, overwhelmed the dam of consciousness.
They felt a burning heat all over their bodies, their blood surging, and an uncontrollable violence welled up from the bottom of their hearts, wanting nothing more than to tear everything in front of them apart!
"what--!"
The first roar came from an inn in the south of the city.
A burly man with a thick beard burst out of the door, carrying a ghost-head knife, and started slashing at anyone he saw!
Immediately afterwards, fifty-seven martial arts practitioners from the east, west, and north of the city who had taken the Soul-Guiding Incense went mad at the same time!
They stormed out of the inn, rampaging through the streets, breaking down doors and crashing into walls, attacking anyone they saw!
The guards at the Snow Moon City gates were caught off guard, and several were injured in an instant!
"Enemy attack——!"
The alarm bells rang continuously, piercing the night sky!
The straw-hatted ghost's xun (a type of ancient Chinese wind instrument) quickly entered the third section, sharp as a knife!
The melody in this section carries a clear direction...
The seventeen crazed martial artists closest to the City Lord's Pavilion, as if receiving a command, simultaneously rushed towards the City Lord's Pavilion!
Six more Earth Realm experts roared and rushed towards the armory in the east of the city!
Another group, their eyes filled with madness, rushed toward the granary in the west of the city!
The remaining dozen or so people wandered around the city like headless flies, killing anyone they saw and destroying anything they could find!
Snowmoon City was thrown into chaos in an instant!
Su Changhe had already changed into a night suit and darted towards the granary like a ghost.
He held a tinderbox and a small jar of kerosene in his hand, a sinister smile creeping across his lips.
Tonight, he will make this fire burn half the sky of Snowmoon City!
Inside Tingyu Pavilion, Baili Dongjun suddenly stood up!
The sounds of fighting, roaring, and alarm bells coming from outside the window surged in like a tide.
He pushed open the window and saw fires raging in many parts of the city, with figures moving about and swords flashing in the flames.
"They're here!" he murmured.
Sikong Changfeng rushed out of the room, his face grim: "Dongjun, it's those people who bought the wine! They've all gone mad!"
Baili Dongjun's eyes sharpened: "How many people?"
"At least forty or fifty people, scattered throughout the city, are attacking key locations!" Sikong Changfeng said urgently. "The fighting has already broken out at the City Lord's Pavilion. Luo He is leading men to guard it, but the enemy outnumbers them, and I'm worried they won't be able to hold out for long!"
Baili Dongjun gripped his sword hilt tightly and looked towards the City Lord's Pavilion—where the flames were strongest and the fighting was most intense.
He then looked at Hu Bufei's room; the door was tightly closed, and the person inside seemed to still be asleep.
Baili Dongjun was extremely anxious: "You good-for-nothing! You stay here and do everything you can to prevent Brother Hu from getting into trouble."
Sikong Changfeng was taken aback: "Where are you going?"
"The City Lord's Pavilion!" Baili Dongjun said in a deep voice, "Sister Luoxia and Qiuyu are both there, I can't not go!"
“But…” Sikong Changfeng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Baili Dongjun.
"I promise you, I will not let them get hurt in the slightest. I'll be right back!" Baili Dongjun gave him a deep look. "Guard this place and wait for me to return."
Before he finished speaking, he had already darted out of the window like a white shadow, disappearing into the night in a few leaps.
Sikong Changfeng stared in the direction where he had disappeared, gritted his teeth, turned around and stood guard in front of Hu Bufei's door, his silver spear held high like a dragon.
He knew that the real show tonight was just beginning.
Inside the Moon Gazing Tower, Su Zhe watched Baili Dongjun's departing figure, a cold smile appearing on his lips.
"Heh heh... the fish has taken the bait!"
He slowly rose to his feet, and continued to play a deadly melody on his ocarina.
"Twilight Rain, I will continue to blow, and send all those madmen to Listening Rain Pavilion. You should prepare to make your move!"
Su Muyu nodded, raised her black umbrella, and disappeared from Wangyue Tower.
This time, the sharp sound of the xun (a type of ancient Chinese wind instrument) acted like an invisible thread, drawing the nineteen madmen running wildly in the city towards the direction of Tingyuxuan (Listening to the Rain Pavilion)!
With bloodshot eyes, the nineteen men roared and charged towards Tingyuxuan!
Su Zhe himself, like a wisp of smoke, silently drifted out of Wangyue Tower and headed towards Tingyu Pavilion.
For convenience, he did not use the long staff tonight, but instead held a poisoned short knife.
Tonight, he will make Hu Bufei's head the best gift for the Shadow Sect.
The night was as dark as ink, and the killing intent was as dense as a net. The game in Snowmoon City had finally come to a close.
Meanwhile, the person closing in, knife in hand, was closing in step by step!
Outside Tingyu Pavilion, nineteen martial arts practitioners with bloodshot eyes had already surrounded them.
They roared and brandished their swords, their clothes bulging and muscles bulging as their inner strength surged.
The Soul-Guiding Incense unleashed their full potential and completely shattered their reason—at this moment, they were nothing more than a pack of ferocious beasts who only knew how to kill.
Sikong Changfeng stood alone with a gun in front of the main entrance of Tingyuxuan.
The night wind blew his blue robe, and the Dragon Gall Spear in his hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight.
His face showed no sign of panic, but rather an unusual calmness, though a sharp, scalpel-like light flickered in his eyes.
“Here it comes!” he said softly.
The first madman charged forward!
He was a burly man wielding two axes. During the day, when he was buying wine, he had boasted to his companions about the prowess of his axe-splitting skills. But now, he was drooling and his eyes were filled with nothing but a frenzied killing intent.
He swung his double axes in a wide arc, aiming them at Sikong Changfeng's head with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks!
Sikong Changfeng did not retreat but advanced.
His body swayed lightly like a willow catkin, narrowly slipping through the gap between the two axes. With a flick of his spear, he precisely pierced the strong man's Jiquan acupoint under his armpit!
"fall!"
The burly man froze, his two axes fell to the ground, and he fell backward!
Sikong Changfeng's spear trembled, and a gentle force penetrated it, causing the burly man to fall softly to the ground—not killed, but his meridians temporarily sealed!
Ever since Feng Qiuyu became pregnant, Sikong Changfeng has resolved not to take lives easily unless absolutely necessary, especially since these people are from Xueyue City.
But the second and third crazy players have already pounced!
Without a second thought, Sikong Changfeng flipped his spear, the tail of which swept across like an iron whip, sweeping away thousands of troops!
The two men who rushed up were no match for Sikong Changfeng. They felt the powerful force of the spear shaft in front of them and were swept away before they could even get close!
"boom!"
The two madmen collided and rolled around in a heap.
Before Sikong Changfeng could relax, even more madmen surrounded him...
Five, six, seven... nineteen people surged in from all directions!
"It seems the reputation of Tingyuxuan is doomed tonight! Shocking! Dragon! Change!"
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