Thriller Paradise

Chapter 189 Blade Duel at Cang Lin 5

Chapter 189 Blade Duel at Cang Lin 5

His teammates stood there and listened to Feng Bujue run his mouth, feeding lies to the leader of the Beggar Clan. According to Meng Jiu, he had waited at the village entrance to provide directions to friends who had just arrived and to get to know the background of these people. As the leader of the Beggar Clan, the people of the martial world naturally knew him. Be it from the orthodox schools or otherwise, most of them had to give the old beggar some face.

Meng Jiu even shared the rules of the big and small roads to Feng Bujue. Feng Bujue’s first reaction was to ask, "If all of them are from orthodox schools, does that mean that there are currently no wicked characters in Chang Lin Town?"

"Is that a guarantee that they are good people?" he asked back with a laugh. "Just because their reputation says that they are good people, so they have to be one?"

"Thank you for the warning, senior..." Feng Bujue chuckled. Actually, he just wanted Meng Jiu to clarify it. With Feng Bujue’s personality, he naturally did not think that. Even this Meng Jiu before him was not fully trusted by Feng Bujue.

The second topic of their conversation was the current situation in Chang Lin Town. According to Meng Jiu, on the surface, things were not so peaceful, and in the dark... everyone was worried sick.

After conversing for twenty minutes with this character that provided scenario information, Feng Bujue basically got everything that he could. After that, he thanked the senior and led his teammates to head into the town.

After leaving the old beggar’s sight, Xiao Tan rushed toward to say, "Brother Jue, did you hear that? This is serious!"

"Which part do you mean?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Of course, I mean people going missing every night!" Xiao Tan said.

"Even though Meng Jiu claimed seriously that this was a supernatural incident," Feng Bujue said with a smile, "I think... only you would believe something like that."

Laughing Soul chuckled and told Xiao Tan, "Even the other characters in this scenario wouldn’t believe that. That old beggar was obviously trying to scare us. He didn’t believe it."

"How do you know that?" Xiao Tan asked.

"Isn’t that obvious? If this Meng Jiu really believed in ghosts, why would he spend every night on the road? At least he should find a house to hide in, right?"

Feng Bujue concurred. "Meng Jiu said that people go missing every night. Sometimes, the number will be as small as seven, but sometimes it would be more than ten. I believe that these missing people were mostly likely killed by ’someone’ or rather... they killed each other. Perhaps one or two really ran into a supernatural spirit."

Laughing Soul added, "And these people from the martial world knew that clearly but no one was going to point it out."

Xiao Tan nodded like he finally got it. "This way, they can continue to kill others under the pretext of a supernatural event?"

Feng Bujue snapped his fingers. "Bingo."

"But why would they do that?" Atobe-sama chimed in. "They’ve arrived at Chang Lin Town. Don’t tell me it’s so that they can occupy a better spot during the fight and make use of these few days to kill the other spectators?"

"Sigh... you wouldn’t understand these matters of the martial world." Feng Bujue sighed severely like he knew it very well. "Reputation and profit, the reason behind human actions, appreciation, hatred, love, and resentment, it all originated from this. The martial world is the location where this theory is exemplified most perfectly. If a group of martial artists are placed inside a specific, suitable environment, human nature will show."

He scanned this seemingly peaceful town. "During the day, there are people that grind your gears. Perhaps it’s because of jealous or because they offended you before, or maybe you know about the dirty things that they’ve done or they knew about the dirty things you have done. But due to each other’s identity and the martial world’s rules... nothing can be done in broad daylight."

With a smile, Feng Bujue continued. "But look at Chang Lin Town... it is ignored by heaven, by earth, and by the government. Once night falls, you can sneak out at night to deal with those people that you’ve hated for so long, and then the blame can easily be shifted to the spirits. After all, that is what everyone does. No one will be there to expose you because that would be exposing themselves. Isn’t that perfect?"

"I say... you have such a cynical view of human nature..." Atobe-sama listened to Feng Bujue’s realistic portrayal of the situation and shrank involuntarily back.

Feng Bujue looked at him and said with a smile, "You come from a wealthy family, don’t you?"

"How do you know that?" Atobe-sama asked guardedly.

"Ha ha..." Feng Bujue touched his chin and said, "Ming Zi, Qu Ming, Zhen Nan, those three... even though they openly mock and bully you daily, when there’s danger, they didn’t hesitate to shield before you. Right... Let me guess, you’ve been friends with them since your school days."

"Jesus... You can tell something like that as well?" Atobe-sama gasped in surprise.

Feng Bujue patted Atobe’s shoulder and let out a long sigh. "So, I say... you still haven’t witnessed the true wickedness in human heart."

Then, he turned to Xiao Tan. Xiao Tan smiled and did not say anything, but it appeared like he knew what Feng Bujue was talking about.

"Just wait until the day you work for others and have more interactions with people in society. You’ll then realize how many wicked people there are and how wicked they can get," Feng Bujue concluded.

When they were talking, something strange happened. In an alley in front them, a human figure suddenly appeared. It was a young man around thirty. He looked handsome, gracious, and educated. If placed in modern times, young women everywhere would have gone crazy for him. But at that moment, the man looked rather disconcerted. He was suffering from grievous wounds. His left shoulder was red from copious amounts of blood. His running gait was uneven, and his breathing was running slow. Under the moonlight, his pale face and fearful expression appeared particularly mournful.

When he reached the alley, he just lifted his head to see Feng Bujue’s group, and before he could get anything out of his lips, his body was suddenly slammed forward like he had been hit by a truck. His limp body knocked into a wall, and moments later, his life perished.

Feng Bujue raised his hand to signal for his teammates to stay where they were while he rushed forward to take a close look at the body. The reason the body had been blasted off was because about ten nail-like hidden weapons had hit him from the side. He had been sent flying from the impact like he was shot by a shotgun.

Right at that moment, just as Feng Bujue raised his head to check the direction where the hidden weapon had come from, he was attacked...