Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 245 - 115: Turmoil in Beijiang Prefecture, Fat Sheep Enter Ghost Street, Coercion and Forced Trade

Chapter 245: Chapter 115: Turmoil in Beijiang Prefecture, Fat Sheep Enter Ghost Street, Coercion and Forced Trade

"Maybe, the master should take a Martial Artist Lady," the shopkeeper’s wife quietly murmured.

Having never experienced great storms and waves, Xiaozhu did not know how terrifying they could be. Previously, she thought of the sweet, intimate moments while serving the master, but now... it was sweet, yet overly so, to the point she nearly fainted.

The maid in green nodded in agreement.

...

Though Fang Jianlong was of Seventh Grade, he had a strong physique.

Yet the Singing and Dancing Geisha on the couch were unexpectedly a bit frenzied.

Their frenzy created an illusion for Fang Jianlong.

It wasn’t until blood appeared on the couch, while they continued to scream, that Fang Jianlong realized something was wrong.

He hurriedly got up, turned back, but the Singing and Dancing Geisha were still deeply entrapped in desire, hard to extricate themselves.

Fang Jianlong went up to shake the two women, but they just giggled, showing no signs of waking up.

Only then did Fang Jianlong become alarmed and rushed to the door of the chamber, intending to go out.

However, for some reason, the two women on the couch suddenly began yelling viciously.

"I always dance for you, yet you hide behind the white gauze, being played with by guests who needed to pay more to see you! Why? Why?!"

"Why? Simply because I’m more talented than you.

Anyone can sway their hips seductively in gauze clothes,

but playing the zither, that’s a skill."

"Bitch! I’m going to kill you!"

"Who’s afraid of whom?"

Fang Jianlong’s pupils contracted. His hand, which was about to open the chamber door, swiftly retracted, and he rushed back to the couch, separating the two women angrily: "What’s going on?!"

"Bitch!"

"Bitch!"

The two women ignored Fang Jianlong entirely, continuing to curse venomously, eyes filled with a desire for the other’s death, with blood still flowing from their bodies.

Fang Jianlong instinctively sensed something was amiss. He wanted to separate the two women but discovered that the Singing and Dancing Geisha, who were laughing and harmonious just the day before, now seemed to want each other’s lives.

In a rush, he applied a bit of force, knocking both women unconscious, then settled them properly on the couch before going out again.

Outside the inn, chaos suddenly erupted.

Some people were clear-headed, while others seemed mad.

Fang Jianlong walked quickly, suddenly noticing an Outer Disciple accompanying him was bashing against the door of a side chamber.

With a crash, the door shattered.

The Outer Disciple rushed in, where a shivering girl in green awaited.

"Little minx, hide? Where are you trying to hide?"

The Outer Disciple shouted, then pounced on the girl, pinning her to the ground.

The girl in green tried to struggle, but the Outer Disciple tightly clamped her legs while starting to tear at her clothes.

Swish!

Swish!

Fabrics flew, twined with the girl in green’s screams.

Fang Jianlong took three steps in two, rushed up, grabbed the Outer Disciple, and sternly said, "Xiaojian, have you gone mad?!"

The Outer Disciple turned his head, looked at him coldly, and said suddenly, "Brother Long, am I mad?"

At those words, he exploded, saying viciously, "If I’m mad, isn’t it because you pushed me?"

"I pushed you?"

"You want to rise, then do it! Why drag us to such a dangerous place? Anyway, none of us will survive, can’t I at least enjoy a little minx?"

Fang Jianlong hesitated for a moment, muttering, "Xiaojian... it’s dangerous here, but we..."

As his words trailed off, he suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen.

Fang Jianlong instinctively felt the Shadow Blood Shirt surge within him. Looking down, he saw the tip of a short blade had already pierced into his abdomen, only barely blocked by the Shadow Blood Shirt that emerged from within him.

"Crazy!"

He flung away the Outer Disciple.

The Outer Disciple slammed hard against the wall.

Bang!

The wall cracked, and the Outer Disciple fainted.

Fang Jianlong looked at the girl in green.

The girl in green had clear eyes but held her chest, trembling as she looked at him.

Fang Jianlong exchanged a glance with her, asking, "Are you alright?"

The girl didn’t speak, seemingly petrified with fear.

Fang Jianlong watched her for a moment, still seeing her shocked state. He paused, gently patted her cheek, and in the kindest voice possible, said, "Something seems wrong here, you better leave quickly."

With that, he turned and quickly left again, glancing around the inn. It was utter chaos everywhere.

He leaned against the hallway window, glancing outside, seeing chaos outside the inn as well.

Fang Jianlong hurriedly rushed back to his chamber, and upon entering, he was stunned.

The Singing Girl on the bed was gone, while a metal hairpin was lodged in the Dancing Girl’s chest.

Fang Jianlong rushed over to check.

The metal hairpin had pierced the heart, there was no saving her.

Fang Jianlong breathed rapidly, his eyes darting around. As a Seventh Grade, his perception could cover the entire inn. In other words... the missing Singing Girl couldn’t possibly have left.

Then... how did she disappear?

No!

It’s not her disappearing.

Rather...

The entire street’s populace was diminishing.

Strangely diminishing.

Fang Jianlong’s Adam’s apple moved, and suddenly he felt the brocade pouch in his arms become unbearably hot. The copper pendant with the metallic appearance inside was already in extreme agony...

Suddenly, a tender, girlish voice came from one side.

"Young hero, here..."

Fang Jianlong turned his head and saw the girl in green whom he had just saved was at a corner of the hallway, waving at him, then softly said, "I know a safe place here, let’s hide in the secret passage."

Fang Jianlong glanced around, he furiously kicked open several rooms, some of the disciples inside were missing, while others were acting mad...