Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 20

After the banquet incident, before Yan Nanxu could make a move, Feixiangu reacted first.

People from Feixian Valley secretly contacted Yan Nanxu and asked to meet in a teahouse near Jiange in private to deal with the matter of the day before yesterday.

That attitude was really sincere. Yan Nanxu didn't know what they were going to do, but he still went to the appointment.

The tea house has private rooms, and the privacy is not bad. It is a good place for negotiation.

The leader of the meeting was the masked man in the warm pavilion last time. Yan Nanxu remembered him, and he seemed to be a master of Feixian Valley.

"Elder Yan, I offended you a lot last time, please bear with me a bit more, I'm really sorry."

As soon as the boss saw Yan Nanxu, he stepped forward to admit his mistake and apologize.

"You don't have to apologize to me. You Feixian Valley didn't offend me for anything. You should apologize to that girl and her sister."

The principal's face became a little ugly, he paused, and continued to smile apologetically: "This... this matter, Elder Yan, this is really an accident."

The principal clapped his hands, and the attendant understood, and carried out a corpse from the back of the box.

It was a female corpse with a pale complexion. At first glance, it did look a bit like a flower mist.

Yan Nanxu glanced at it and said coldly, "What does this mean?"

The host saluted again, and said tactfully: "This is the elder sister Hua Xian that the lady at the banquet was looking for, her death was really an accident.

We at Feixian Valley hope to support the small sect below. We really have good intentions, and the disciples we take over are treated well. However, Miss Hua Xie drank too much with her friends at a party and accidentally fell into the water when she returned. We tried our best to rescue her. Still can't save it..."

What the boss said was true, and he couldn't stop shaking his head and sighing in the end.

"It's really a beauty..."

Yan Nanxu asked again: "The young lady said that you would not let her bring back her sister's body."

"What's the matter!" The chief retorted loudly: "No, we notified her immediately, but she probably couldn't accept it and refused to come to claim it. We have worked so hard to keep her sister's body. Banquet Elder, look, do you still look like a stranger until now?"

Yan Nanxu smiled, "Then why did you have such a big reaction at the time? Want to kill people regardless?"

The chief's aura immediately became low, and his eyes dodged, "This, this is not, I was too angry at that time... We also reasoned with Elder Yan, and that lady wanted to kill me at that time...Of course it is indeed my fault! I am already punishing you. Tang has been punished, and the wound has not healed."

"Then why did you send this to me? Shouldn't the young lady claim it?" Yan Nanxu didn't want to hear these half-truths anymore.

"This is not...that young lady refuses to accept the reality...we are too embarrassed to go see her directly...actually, it's me, I have no shame to see Miss Hua, I really deserve death, and I beg Elder Yan to be kind and do it for me." Let’s inform Miss Hua to let the eldest sister go home, and also say sorry for me..."

The principal was full of remorse as he spoke, and tears came down.

"I'm really sorry, it's all my fault..."

"Okay, I know what happened, let's go."

Yan Nanxu really didn't want to hear the boss babbling here, it was disgusting.

After hearing these words, the chief immediately held back his tears, bowed to Yan Nanxu, and said diligently: "There will be no problem with this body within half a month. This room has also been agreed with the shopkeeper, but Elder Yan still Please contact Miss Hua as soon as possible. Let's say goodbye first."

It runs fast.

"Host, should we check the body to see if it was drowned?" the system suggested.

"What's the use of checking this? Who said she must belong to sister Hua Ai?"

"But this, she looks quite like that Miss Hua."

Yan Nanxu looked at the corpse again, and said in a low voice: "At first glance, it looks like her, because her makeup, hairstyle, including eyebrow shape are similar to Hua Ai's that day, but these things can be artificially transformed. It doesn't look like that."

The system woke up, "That's right, it seems true...so that person is lying?"

Yan Nanxu sneered, "I don't know if there is a single truth in that man's mouth."

But Yan Nanxu still notified Hua Ai, anyway, to confirm first.

Immortal cultivators use spiritual power to communicate, which is logically very fast, but after Yan Nanxu sent the message at noon, there was no response until dusk.

"Host, should we go back first?"

Yan Nanxu frowned slightly and did not answer.

The system continued to talk to itself, "Is Hua Ai a bit busy today? I feel that many people are very busy today, and Shu Xinghe has not responded to the message..."

By the way, the same goes for Shu Xinghe. This morning Yan Nanxu briefly told him about the Feixian Valley banquet. According to his character, he shouldn't have not replied even a word until now.

The sun is setting and night is coming.

Wait no more.

Yan Nanxu summoned Xing Ting, and walked away with his sword, but the direction was not Jiange——he went to Hanyu Temple again in person.

Hanyuden is relatively remote, and there are few people around it, so it is clear and cold along the way.

However, Yan Nanxu looked from a distance and saw that Yusheng Hall was also cold and dark. It was already dark, but no one in the entire sect had a lamp. It was really... not normal...

Out of etiquette, Yan Nanxu stopped in front of the outer gate of Hanyu Hall.

The door was closed and the surroundings were dark.

Yan Nanxu stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to knock on the door first.

In the silent night, there was a knock on the door that was not light or heavy, which seemed particularly abrupt.

No one answered.

"Host, have they all gone out?"

Yan Nanxu lowered his eyes and remained silent.

The breeze came slowly, making the leaves rustle, and the wind was mixed with the fragrance of vegetation and... the smell of blood!

Yan Nanxu made a decisive decision, swung his sword to cut off the latch, pushed the door open and entered!

The door shaft seemed to be stuck by something, and the creaking sound was extremely harsh.

Then the door opened, relying on the blurred light of the moon, everything was fully revealed—
The real mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the courtyard is full of broken limbs and arms, the smell of blood is blowing, and the blood is pool after pool, as if it can be merged into a river.

The corpses piled up at the door were the most, each with terrified and desperate faces, dying with nothing to rest in peace... They wanted to escape, but they still died here...

Yan Nanxu paused for a long time, and another cool breeze passed by, and he completely recovered.

Slowly stepping into this sea of ​​blood, the bright moon in the sky is clear and bright. The pools of blood reflect the flawless moon, and among the pools of blood is a blood moon stained with dirt...

Yan Nanxu walked through the courtyard and saw that these were all disciples of Hanyuden, some of them were disembowelled, some seemed to be dismembered, torn apart...

It doesn't matter whether it is a ten-year-old disciple or a teacher of a certain age, this is the case...

Hell on earth, but that's it.

Yan Nanxu walked from the front hall to the backyard, but did not find any surviving disciples.

A place in the backyard is probably used for drying, and it is full of disciples' clothes or bed sheets.

Yan Nanxu saw his white robe at a glance, which was very obvious in the red disciple uniform of Hanyudian.

Yan Nanxu froze for a moment, and walked to the lightly fluttering white robe, a bloodstain was splashed on the white clothes, and the white clothes were stained with blood.

Yan Nanxu stretched out her hand with some feeling and slowly opened her white clothes──
Hua Miao was staring at him.

In other words, it was Hua Ai who stared at the white robe before she died. Her eyes were red, her face was covered with blood, and her whole body was bloody.

In the night, her corpse could not even see its specific shape, as if it had merged into a pool of blood...

Yan Nanxu's expression moved slightly, and finally he slowly clenched his hands. The white clothes on his hands were cold, and his heart was cold.

(End of this chapter)