kvmb Chapter 232 Seeing Through
Chapter 232 Seeing Through
After Bai Zhi came out of the house, the first thing she did was find a secluded corner, face the artificial hill and water, and shout silently with all her might. Only after the air in her lungs was completely cleared did she feel a little better.
Before coming here, she was only thinking about getting the potion to remove the mask. She didn't take Ge Zhen or Wu Shameng seriously at all. As it turned out, she had overestimated herself. The moment Ge Zhen appeared, she was filled with a raging fire of anger and a murderous intent brimming with fear.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; she can kill Ge Zhen.
...Is she going to kill Ge Zhen?
The fingernail marks Ge Zhen had left on her face were still throbbing slightly. Bai Zhi rubbed her face hard with her sleeve, forcing herself to calm down.
No, even if Ge Zhen is dead, Wu Sha Meng is still alive, and the war will continue. Wu Sha Meng can even defend against pressure point attacks; she has no confidence in killing him.
Finally, Bai Zhi composed herself and left the chief's residence as inconspicuously as possible.
Shortly after she walked away, a rather young barbarian man emerged from around the corner and silently followed her.
The messenger's room was high up on the hillside, very easy to find; Wushameng had pointed out the direction to her before she left. Baizhi climbed the stone steps step by step to the top of the small hill, and then saw the three characters "Aliumo" on the door of the first house she saw. Genuine Great Yan script, though carved crookedly.
Pushing open the door, a blast of dust choked Bai Zhi, making her squint. The room was quite ornately furnished; the large room was filled with intricately colored ornaments on the tables, floors, and cabinets, a garish and gaudy display. The dyeing techniques of the Southern Barbarians were rather primitive; she wondered where this Aliumo had acquired these precious items.
However, the more things there are, the more stubborn the dust becomes. Bai Zhi looked at the thick layer of dust in the room, especially on the bed, sighed, and scratched her eyebrows helplessly.
He rolled up his sleeves, ready to clear out the bed, when there was a knock on the door: "Messenger of Aleutiana."
Before Bai Zhi could respond, a tall, young barbarian man pushed open the door and entered. Upon seeing Bai Zhi in the room, he immediately grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "That's wonderful, Divine Envoy Alyumo, you still know where you live. I heard you lost your memory."
“Oh, I really don’t remember. The chief told me.” Bai Zhi pointed at him and then at herself. “Are we friends? What’s your name?”
The young man immediately closed the door behind him, his silly grin vanished, and he strode forward, his expression grave. "Have you received a new mission?"
He spoke so softly that it was almost inaudible from a distance. Bai Zhi could barely hear him, and she shook her head sincerely: "I don't know anything about a new mission. Maybe there is, but I don't remember."
Before she came, she had already decided that no matter what anyone asked, she would use amnesia as an excuse. After all, it was a genuine face, and disguise was ultimately a secretive technique, so the chances of anyone suspecting it was a disguise were too small.
The young man's expression became very strange. He looked Bai Zhi up and down, and after a moment, he suddenly reached out and pressed two acupoints on Bai Zhi's body. His speed was so fast that Bai Zhi had no time to defend herself and was firmly rooted to the spot.
At this critical moment, she tried to explain herself, but when she opened her mouth, her throat tightened and she couldn't make a sound. It seemed that her mute acupoint had also been pressed.
After pressing the mark, the young man immediately went behind Bai Zhi, lifted her hair, and searched the back of her head as if looking for some kind of mark.
He searched quickly, and soon released his grip, only to find a gleaming blade pressed against his neck: "I'll ask, you answer. If you utter a single word, I'll kill you."
The young man released her speech-impairing pressure point and coldly asked, "Who are you?"
Bai Zhi broke out in a cold sweat.
This person was indeed looking for a mark! He couldn't find the mark he was looking for, so he concluded that she wasn't Aleutian!
This is terrible! She has one less distinguishing feature than the real Alyumo. We can't stay here any longer!
Bai Zhi immediately said, "Good sir, spare my life! I am not the messenger of Alyumo. I only came here to swindle money because I look like the messenger. I will never do it again. Please let me go. I have an eighty-year-old mother and two children to support..."
The sharp blade pressed against Bai Zhi, forcibly interrupting her. The young man said, "Your accent is wrong. You're from the Great Yan."
Bai Zhi swallowed unconsciously; her back was already soaked in cold sweat.
It cannot be denied that she cannot speak the barbarian language; if she denies it, she will be easily detected. Nor can she admit it; she cannot explain the barbarian's face.
Seeing Bai Zhi remain silent, the young man began searching her body without explanation. Bai Zhi's heart sank, and she hurriedly blurted out a lie: "Hero, my father is a barbarian, and my mother is from the Great Yan. I grew up in the Great Yan, so I speak with a Great Yan accent... Oh, sir, I don't have anything of value on me. Men and women shouldn't touch each other, oh, oh, oh..."
It was no use trying to stop them; the money pouch, the name seal pouch, and the wooden box with twin flowers in her bosom were all found inside her.
Bai Zhi took a deep breath and secretly channeled her internal energy, trying to open up the acupoints.
Just by listening to her accent, I could tell she was from the Great Yan, and she must be quite familiar with it. If she recognizes the name on the seal and reports it to Ge Zhen, it will be disastrous. She could say she found the seal, but that madman Ge Zhen might not believe her.
At this moment, the only option is to retrieve the seal and leave.
The bag containing the name seal was opened, and the young man poured out the broken name seal inside. He picked it up and examined the words on it closely. Bai Zhi was still struggling: "Hero, I found this fine jade on the road. I'll give it all to you along with the money. Please spare my life."
The young man's eyes slowly widened.
After circulating her internal energy several times, the acupoints were easily opened. Taking advantage of the young man looking down at the name seal, Bai Zhi mustered all her strength, twisted her body, and swung her leg, kicking the young man in the side waist. Caught off guard, the young man was kicked hard in the hip bone by Bai Zhi, staggered a few steps, and fell to the side.
With a swift and decisive strike, Bai Zhi reached for the name seal and wooden box. The young man reacted quickly, ducking to dodge, then stuffing the items into his own pocket, leaving Bai Zhi with nothing.
Oh no! Bai Zhi gritted her teeth. The wooden box was fine, but the name seal absolutely could not be left here.
As she lowered her hand, she reached for the young man again. The young man used offense as defense, sweeping his leg and forcing Bai Zhi to retreat two steps.
The young man frowned slightly, then threw a punch without saying a word. Bai Zhi raised her knee to meet the punch.
Their fists and legs clashed, their bodies swaying, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged ten blows.
With her final strike, Bai Zhi aimed her claw straight for the young man's chest, but he grabbed her wrist and held it tightly. Bai Zhi heard him whisper, "Enough! Can't you recognize a fellow disciple? Stop hitting me!"