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#350 - Chapter 349: Psychedelic Realm

Duan Xian tentatively asked, "Director, that man in black robe's strength..."

"Very strong," Wenren Qing said calmly, "I can't see through him at all."

"Even you can't see through him!" Duan Xian's pupils trembled slightly, and he stammered, "Then... then this black-robed man wouldn't be above the Twelve Prohibitions, would he..."

Wenren Qing said directly, "It's possible, but it can't be ruled out that he has ways to hide himself."

After speaking, Wenren Qing turned and walked in the opposite direction of Snow Dusk Valley.

Duan Xian hurriedly followed, "Director, where are you going?"

"Our people are here."

...

The crescent moon lazily lay on the clouds, and mottled moonlight scattered on the sea, shattered by the rolling waves.

A small boat, like a shark's fin, cut through the waves and sped across the sea.

On the deck, three people in plain clothes, two men and one woman, sat or stood, silent.

The young man leaning against the railing reached out and rubbed his brow, looking up at the black clouds constantly passing overhead.

The swift sea breeze blew the man's hair in disarray, and the soft white light shone on his face from the right, highlighting his Adam's apple and angular jawline.

This man was named Ying Jian, a collateral descendant of the Ying Clan Consortium, currently employed by the An Tong Division.

"Ying Jian, how long until we arrive?" the woman sitting in the chair asked.

The woman looked about twenty-five years old, wearing a loose light-colored shirt, with long, black hair fluttering in the wind. Her fair skin, illuminated by the moonlight, made her appear refined and aloof.

Her name was Bai Xing, and she was a colleague of Ying Jian.

Hearing this, Ying Jian turned his head, his sharp eyes piercing the night, looking into the distance.

After a moment, Ying Jian said, "Almost there. Wenren Qing is already waiting for us on the shore with his people."

"Besides Wenren Qing, is there anyone else?" the middle-aged man sitting in the shadows, wiping his bow and arrow, asked without looking up.

Ying Jian narrowed his eyes, touched his chin, and looked into the distance, saying, "Yes, there is a man standing behind Wenren Qing, probably his subordinate."

"Okay," the middle-aged man responded, put the wooden bow aside, and slowly stood up, supporting his knees. His broad arms and thick thighs were exposed to the light, extremely intimidating!

This man was named Yang Luhe, employed by the An Tong Division, and was the general person in charge of this operation.

Half an hour later, the speed of the small boat gradually slowed down until it stopped completely. The three people on the boat leaped out and landed steadily in front of Wenren Qing.

"Director, the people are here!" Duan Xian's expression was quite nervous.

Wenren Qing said lightly, "Yes, I see them."

With that, Wenren Qing walked straight forward, and Duan Xian hurriedly followed.

"Director Wenren, long time no see!"

Ying Jian enthusiastically stepped forward and firmly grasped Wenren Qing's hand.

Wenren Qing forced a smile on his face, "Long time no see."

"Let me introduce you." Ying Jian turned sideways and gestured to Bai Xing, "Her name is Bai Xing, she is my colleague."

Bai Xing smiled sweetly, "Director Wenren."

Wenren Qing politely replied, "Hello."

Ying Jian came to Yang Luhe and said, "This is the captain of our operation, Yang Luhe."

Yang Luhe stepped forward and extended his hand to Wenren Qing, "Director Wenren, I've admired you for a long time."

Wenren Qing shook the other's hand, "I don't deserve the admiration, thank you for coming from afar to help."

Yang Luhe laughed, "We eat from the government, so naturally we have to do government affairs."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Wenren Qing shared the information he had. After hearing about the man in black robe, Yang Luhe and the others frowned.

"Wearing a black robe, unable to see through his strength?" A look of thought flashed in Ying Jian's eyes, "Could it be someone above the Twelve Prohibitions!"

Bai Xing frowned slightly, "If that's the case, then it will be difficult!"

Yang Luhe comforted, "The probability of the Thirteen Prohibitions being dispatched is relatively small, and we are not here to fight this time, so what are you worried about."

Wenren Qing said, "Time is of the essence, let's go to Snow Dusk Valley as soon as possible, delay will bring changes."

"Okay!"

...

No matter how the outside world alternates between day and night, in this snowy land, this snow mountain, the sky is always dim, between day and night.

Li Chenqiu grabbed the climbing pole made of rock and walked forward with a hazy consciousness. His sharp eyes had long become blurred, but they had not lost their spirit, and the determination in his eyes had not wavered.

At this time, the vast white snow had disappeared from his eyes, replaced by a bustling street.

"Crispy starch sausage, three yuan a stick, five yuan for two!"

"Big sale, don't miss it when you pass by, the whole store is clearing out, not seeking profit, just seeking to sell..."

"I must love you till I die, without dripping..."

The vendors on both sides of the street shouted, the loudspeakers in front of the shops played magical advertising slogans, the singing singers grabbed the microphones and screamed, and the dark crowd filled the entire street.

Li Chenqiu walked among them, like a ghost, passing straight through their bodies, walking forward.

"It's all fake, keep going, it's all fake, keep going..." Li Chenqiu kept repeating this sentence in his mouth.

"Chen Xiu!" A familiar voice came from afar.

Li Chenqiu stopped, turned his head, and saw a young man wearing a simple white T-shirt, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, rushing through the crowd, holding two starch sausages in his raised hand.

One of the starch sausages was covered with a thick layer of cumin powder.

Li Chenqiu couldn't help but stop, his ethereal figure gradually solidified, and he was bumped on the shoulder by a passing pedestrian, uncontrollably falling to the side.

At the critical moment, the young man quickened his pace, grabbed Li Chenqiu's arm, and helped him up.

"Qi Mingyue?" Li Chenqiu said the other party's name.

"What's wrong?" Qi Mingyue handed a starch sausage to Li Chenqiu, "I just came out to buy a starch sausage, how did you run out of the restaurant?"

Before Li Chenqiu could give an answer.

A sly look flashed in Qi Mingyue's eyes, "Did you also notice that the atmosphere between my dad and your mom is a bit weird, a bit like that."

Qi Mingyue bent his two thumbs and bumped them against each other.

Li Chenqiu shook his head, "I..."

"Don't 'I'." Qi Mingyue bumped Li Chenqiu with his shoulder, "If we go back later, the dishes will be cold. By the way, after dinner, let's not follow our parents, let's give them some private space, OK?"

With that, Qi Mingyue pulled Li Chenqiu and was about to walk towards the restaurant.

"Get... out of here!"

Li Chenqiu shouted sharply, pushed Qi Mingyue away, and walked forward without turning his head, the color of his solidified body gradually fading.

"Chen Xiu, where are you going!"

Qi Mingyue grabbed Li Chenqiu's arm.

Li Chenqiu gritted his teeth, shook off Qi Mingyue's arm, stared firmly ahead, and did not stop no matter how Qi Mingyue tried to stop him.

Just as Li Chenqiu's figure was about to fade into nothingness, Qi Mingyue stopped, his temperament suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with teasing and sarcasm.