Warning: Technically a spoiler, but there is a short description of Zhang Chengyu’s death scene. Very short, not very graphic, but just in case you are sensitive.
Two young Haisha Gang disciples stayed with Zhang Chengyu in the inn. Seeing that it was almost wushi and he still has not gotten up, they went to the room to call him. When they knocked on the door, they found that the door was unlocked. When they pushed in, they saw Zhang Chengyu lying naked on the bed, dead. [tl: wushi is an ancient measure of time, it is 11am-1pm]
When Cheng Mo and Zi Xiao arrived at the inn, because someone had died, there was very little business in the lobby, and only a few people from Jianghu remained. They all got up and saluted when they saw Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo quickly returned the gesture.
Along with Cheng Mo and Zi Xiao, there were also Zen Master Nian Bei, and Ling Xiaolu who had insisted on coming along.
Zhang Chengyu’s body was still lying on the bed of the inn and had not been moved, only a thin quilt was added. Cheng Mo walked over to lift the quilt, and saw that he was naked under the quilt, lying on his back on the bed. Between Zhang Chengyu’s legs, his penis was limp, and there was white turbid semen sticking to it at the top. Looking closely, there was a trace of blood mixed in the semen.
The bed was also a mess, and people familiar with it would recognize that they were traces left by a man and a woman after sex.
Cheng Mo looked at Zhang Chengyu’s face again, and saw that his eye sockets were sunken, his lips were slightly open, and his eyes were white in color. He put the quilt back in place and asked Zen Master Nian Bei: “Master, the way Young Master Zhang died, is it the same way that Master Xin Ku died?”
Zen Master Nian Bei recited a scripture, and nodded with compassion, “Almost exactly the same.”
Cheng Mo glanced at Zi Xiao, and sighed softly.
Ling Xiaolu asked curiously, “Alliance Leader Cheng, was he also killed by that Shuiyue demon girl?”
Cheng Mo said: “It’s very possible, let’s go out and talk.”
Cheng Mo went to ask a waiter at the inn, who was also at a loss. He recalled: “Early this morning, many of the guests in the inn had gone to the Wulin Conference, and business hasn’t been very good. When I was cleaning the table, I saw a girl in a red dress come in, quite pretty, but was dressed flirtatiously, not like a girl from a decent family. I asked her if she was here to eat a snack or stay a night, but she said she was looking for someone, then ignored me and went straight up to the second floor.”
Cheng Mo asked: “Did you ever go upstairs to follow?”
The waiter shook his head.
Cheng Mo asked again, “When did she leave?”
The waiter thought for a while, “Probably left less than an hour later. Not long after she left, another guest found the dead person.”
As Cheng Mo left, he turned to say a few comforting words to Zhang Guan.
Zhang Guan grabbed Cheng Mo’s hands, “The demon girl may still be in Lin Yuan City, Alliance Leader must help me capture her!”
Cheng Mo responded, “Gang Leader Zhang, don’t worry, Lin Yuan City is now a gathering of all the experts from Jianghu. That demonic girl dared to commit evil, and we will definitely not allow her to escape. The Wulin Alliance disciples have already been dispersed to guard the city gates. If they see someone suspicious, they will immediately arrest them! Gang Leader Zhang should calm your heart, and prepare the arrangements for your esteemed son.”
Zhang Guan nodded with a sorrowful expression, “Many thanks to Alliance Leader Cheng.”
Just as he left the front door of the inn, Ling Xiaolu was grabbed by the collar by Yu Xiaoshan who was guarding the door, “You little bastard, running around everywhere!”
Ling Xiaolu struggled, but couldn’t get away.
Yu Xiaoshan said to Cheng Mo: “I’m sorry, this brat has caused trouble to Alliance Leader.”
Cheng Mo smiled slightly, and said, “Brother Xiaolu has a refreshing personality and is quite close to me. Before, I was still saying that I would invite you all to the Wulin Alliance as a guest. Now that you are all here, why don’t I act as the host and invite you for a cup of tea?”
When Yu Xiaoshan heard his words, he burst out laughing and said: “Alliance Leader is inviting us, we must go!”
Zen Master Nian Bei and his entourage were living in a temple outside Lin Yuan City, so they bid Cheng Mo good-bye and went back first. When they arrived at a street-side tea house, there were only four people: Cheng Mo, Zi Xiao, Ling Xiaolu, and Yu Xiaoshan.
Cheng Mo asked a waiter to make a pot of good tea, then poured tea for the other three himself. [tl: In China, usually the person with the lowest ranking (or age) will pour tea for the others. Cheng Mo is technically the most important person here, so for him to pour tea for others instead is a sign of extreme respect and modesty. Similar to if an emperor pours tea for a subject.]
Yu Xiaoshan thanked him, and took the teacup and asked, “I don’t know what happened to the Haisha Gang Young Master and the Haisha Gang Leader, is it convenient for Alliance Leader Cheng to explain?” [tl: “Young Master” refers to Zhang Chengyu]
Cheng Mo said, “Naturally it’s convenient, it is unmistakably the doing of the Shuiyue demonic woman.” After saying this, he explained the situation in the inn again, and then asked, “From the perspective of Hero Yu, will it be easy to catch that demonic woman in Lin Yuan City?”
Yu Xiaoshan frowned and said: “Naturally, it is not easy. The other party is just a lone woman. If she wants to hide, she might have pretended to be an ordinary woman to sneak out of the city. No matter how we run around and seal the city, it will be futile.”
Cheng Mo nodded and asked Zi Xiao, “Zi Xiao, do you think there is any other way to get that woman to appear?”
Zi Xiao said: “Maybe there is.”
Cheng Mo heard his words and wanted to ask again when suddenly he heard the sound of wings flapping. A white pigeon circled at a low altitude for a while, spread its wings and glided into the teahouse, and landed on Zi Xiao’s shoulder.
Zi Xiao reached out and grabbed the white pigeon, took off the paper tag from its leg, and raised his hand to release it again. Zi Xiao flattened the rolled up paper tag. After reading it, he raised his head and said to Cheng Mo: “I need to go back to Yunyang Mountain.”
Cheng Mo was slightly startled, “When?”
Zi Xiao thought for a while, “Leave tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” Cheng Mo stood up abruptly, the legs of the stool scraping across the floor with a loud screech.
Ling Xiaolu was given a scare. It appeared he didn’t expect Cheng Mo to react so strongly, and looked at him strangely.
Warning: Technically a spoiler, but there is a short description of Zhang Chengyu’s death scene. Very short, not very graphic, but just in case you are sensitive.
Two young Haisha Gang disciples stayed with Zhang Chengyu in the inn. Seeing that it was almost wushi and he still has not gotten up, they went to the room to call him. When they knocked on the door, they found that the door was unlocked. When they pushed in, they saw Zhang Chengyu lying naked on the bed, dead. [tl: wushi is an ancient measure of time, it is 11am-1pm]
When Cheng Mo and Zi Xiao arrived at the inn, because someone had died, there was very little business in the lobby, and only a few people from Jianghu remained. They all got up and saluted when they saw Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo quickly returned the gesture.
Along with Cheng Mo and Zi Xiao, there were also Zen Master Nian Bei, and Ling Xiaolu who had insisted on coming along.
Zhang Chengyu’s body was still lying on the bed of the inn and had not been moved, only a thin quilt was added. Cheng Mo walked over to lift the quilt, and saw that he was naked under the quilt, lying on his back on the bed. Between Zhang Chengyu’s legs, his penis was limp, and there was white turbid semen sticking to it at the top. Looking closely, there was a trace of blood mixed in the semen.
The bed was also a mess, and people familiar with it would recognize that they were traces left by a man and a woman after sex.
Cheng Mo looked at Zhang Chengyu’s face again, and saw that his eye sockets were sunken, his lips were slightly open, and his eyes were white in color. He put the quilt back in place and asked Zen Master Nian Bei: “Master, the way Young Master Zhang died, is it the same way that Master Xin Ku died?”
Zen Master Nian Bei recited a scripture, and nodded with compassion, “Almost exactly the same.”
Cheng Mo glanced at Zi Xiao, and sighed softly.
Ling Xiaolu asked curiously, “Alliance Leader Cheng, was he also killed by that Shuiyue demon girl?”
Cheng Mo said: “It’s very possible, let’s go out and talk.”
Cheng Mo went to ask a waiter at the inn, who was also at a loss. He recalled: “Early this morning, many of the guests in the inn had gone to the Wulin Conference, and business hasn’t been very good. When I was cleaning the table, I saw a girl in a red dress come in, quite pretty, but was dressed flirtatiously, not like a girl from a decent family. I asked her if she was here to eat a snack or stay a night, but she said she was looking for someone, then ignored me and went straight up to the second floor.”
Cheng Mo asked: “Did you ever go upstairs to follow?”
The waiter shook his head.
Cheng Mo asked again, “When did she leave?”
The waiter thought for a while, “Probably left less than an hour later. Not long after she left, another guest found the dead person.”
As Cheng Mo left, he turned to say a few comforting words to Zhang Guan.
Zhang Guan grabbed Cheng Mo’s hands, “The demon girl may still be in Lin Yuan City, Alliance Leader must help me capture her!”
Cheng Mo responded, “Gang Leader Zhang, don’t worry, Lin Yuan City is now a gathering of all the experts from Jianghu. That demonic girl dared to commit evil, and we will definitely not allow her to escape. The Wulin Alliance disciples have already been dispersed to guard the city gates. If they see someone suspicious, they will immediately arrest them! Gang Leader Zhang should calm your heart, and prepare the arrangements for your esteemed son.”
Zhang Guan nodded with a sorrowful expression, “Many thanks to Alliance Leader Cheng.”
Just as he left the front door of the inn, Ling Xiaolu was grabbed by the collar by Yu Xiaoshan who was guarding the door, “You little bastard, running around everywhere!”
Ling Xiaolu struggled, but couldn’t get away.
Yu Xiaoshan said to Cheng Mo: “I’m sorry, this brat has caused trouble to Alliance Leader.”
Cheng Mo smiled slightly, and said, “Brother Xiaolu has a refreshing personality and is quite close to me. Before, I was still saying that I would invite you all to the Wulin Alliance as a guest. Now that you are all here, why don’t I act as the host and invite you for a cup of tea?”
When Yu Xiaoshan heard his words, he burst out laughing and said: “Alliance Leader is inviting us, we must go!”
Zen Master Nian Bei and his entourage were living in a temple outside Lin Yuan City, so they bid Cheng Mo good-bye and went back first. When they arrived at a street-side tea house, there were only four people: Cheng Mo, Zi Xiao, Ling Xiaolu, and Yu Xiaoshan.
Cheng Mo asked a waiter to make a pot of good tea, then poured tea for the other three himself. [tl: In China, usually the person with the lowest ranking (or age) will pour tea for the others. Cheng Mo is technically the most important person here, so for him to pour tea for others instead is a sign of extreme respect and modesty. Similar to if an emperor pours tea for a subject.]
Yu Xiaoshan thanked him, and took the teacup and asked, “I don’t know what happened to the Haisha Gang Young Master and the Haisha Gang Leader, is it convenient for Alliance Leader Cheng to explain?” [tl: “Young Master” refers to Zhang Chengyu]
Cheng Mo said, “Naturally it’s convenient, it is unmistakably the doing of the Shuiyue demonic woman.” After saying this, he explained the situation in the inn again, and then asked, “From the perspective of Hero Yu, will it be easy to catch that demonic woman in Lin Yuan City?”
Yu Xiaoshan frowned and said: “Naturally, it is not easy. The other party is just a lone woman. If she wants to hide, she might have pretended to be an ordinary woman to sneak out of the city. No matter how we run around and seal the city, it will be futile.”
Cheng Mo nodded and asked Zi Xiao, “Zi Xiao, do you think there is any other way to get that woman to appear?”
Zi Xiao said: “Maybe there is.”
Cheng Mo heard his words and wanted to ask again when suddenly he heard the sound of wings flapping. A white pigeon circled at a low altitude for a while, spread its wings and glided into the teahouse, and landed on Zi Xiao’s shoulder.
Zi Xiao reached out and grabbed the white pigeon, took off the paper tag from its leg, and raised his hand to release it again. Zi Xiao flattened the rolled up paper tag. After reading it, he raised his head and said to Cheng Mo: “I need to go back to Yunyang Mountain.”
Cheng Mo was slightly startled, “When?”
Zi Xiao thought for a while, “Leave tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” Cheng Mo stood up abruptly, the legs of the stool scraping across the floor with a loud screech.
Ling Xiaolu was given a scare. It appeared he didn’t expect Cheng Mo to react so strongly, and looked at him strangely.
