novelGlobal #128 - Men can't see (ask for order)
#128 - Men can't see (ask for order)
Learning that the flood was caused by something called the White Socks Cult, Duan Yun immediately rushed upstream.
After so many days, the river, called the "Green Robe River" by the locals, had receded a lot, but it was still a muddy yellow torrent.
Duan Yun went upstream along the riverbank, often seeing corpses that no one had salvaged and that had washed ashore.
He didn't know exactly where the White Socks Cult was located, especially since he hadn't brought any Qingqi Division professionals to pinpoint the location, but he knew that if the flood was man-made, it would definitely leave man-made traces.
And there would be plenty of them.
As long as he went upstream, he would definitely find clues.
The upper reaches of the Green Robe River were a very large area. Duan Yun followed the river upstream, so he wouldn't get lost, but as he walked, night fell.
He decided to eat first.
People can't not eat. Only when you're full do you have the strength to find fault and kill the culprits cleanly.
The disaster was severe along the way, and there was no food to buy at all, but as a young hero who had to act on behalf of heaven at any time, Duan Yun had the habit of carrying dry food and wine.
The wine was in a wine gourd, which was convenient to carry and even quite handsome.
If this wine gourd were in a martial arts game in his previous life, it would probably be a skin accessory.
Duan Yun took a sip of wine and a bite of dry food. The taste was definitely not as good as eating in a restaurant, but it was enough to fill his stomach.
When you're full, just do it!
At night, Duan Yun only dozed for a while before continuing on his way.
He couldn't sleep well until he found the White Socks first.
He wanted to see how white these White Socks really were.
The next day at noon, Duan Yun arrived at the first town upstream of the Green Robe River, Linjiang Town.
Linjiang Town was obviously the first to be hit by the disaster. Even though the water had receded a lot, half of the houses were still submerged in the river.
Some corpses floated in the town.
Especially one family, whose doors and windows were still covered with red "happiness" characters, but corpses were floating in the house, their bodies swollen terribly, looking particularly terrifying.
At this point, Duan Yun was already regretting not bringing that female constable with him.
Well, to accompany him in finding the White Socks, not anything else.
Professional matters should be handled by professionals. The female constable would probably be much better at this kind of thing than him.
After all, he was a Jianghu newbie who could be tricked by malicious passers-by even when walking.
There were no clues here, so Duan Yun could only continue walking along the river.
The disaster in the upstream cities was much more serious than in the downstream ones, and there were very few survivors.
Below were towns flooded with water and floating corpses, but a city on the mountain was very lively.
This city was called "Linshan City". It was not well-known in this area before, and could even be said to be very inconspicuous.
It was located on a hillside, the mountain road was rugged, it was not easy to walk, and there was no pier, so merchants did not often come to patronize it.
And it was these disadvantages that allowed it to survive this terrible flood.
Similar to Qingbai City, it gathered all the disaster victims within a hundred miles.
Linshan City had never had so many people before. Logically speaking, in this situation, the city should be chaotic.
But it wasn't.
There were many people in Linshan City, and the streets and alleys were crowded, but the city was not only not chaotic, but very orderly, and even the streets were quite clean.
People would go to fixed places to defecate and urinate.
No one raised any objections, and those who did had died.
They were already very grateful to be alive. Many people here had almost drowned and were rescued by others.
After arriving in this city, some people even distributed food.
Of course, there were also troublemakers, but they all disappeared overnight.
It was as if a group of invisible people lived in this city, who could easily eliminate unstable elements.
So in just a few days, the people in this city became well-behaved.
Very well-behaved.
Of course, there were also restless people.
As a "Night Raven" of the Qingqi Division, that is, a spy and scout, Huang Feihong was a professional.
The invisible people in this city, as if an invisible hand was controlling it, he had actually noticed some traces.
That was a group of people wearing white socks!
In the Jianghu, people who wear white socks are usually not easy to mess with, because this is often the attire of Taoists, monks, and nuns.
But this group of people in white socks was even more mysterious.
Their white socks were not exposed, but worn inside their pants, which was difficult for ordinary people to see.
The key was that these white socks were not made of cloth, but of silk, which had a sense of transparency.
He happened to see a white sock exposed from the bottom of his pants last night.
That was a big bearded man, and his dark leg hair even poked out from the transparent socks.
In Huang Feihong's opinion, this kind of sock weaving technique was said to only exist in the Western Regions Demon Kingdom.
And at this time, he had to suspect the "White Socks Cult".
This disaster, this controlled city, was related to them.
According to his understanding, this mysterious cult that suddenly rose in the Western Regions Demon Kingdom not only grew rapidly in the Demon Kingdom, but also became a very large force in Qingzhou.
Unexpectedly, the White Socks Cult was so aggressive that it stretched its hand into Yuzhou so quickly.
Would Yuzhou become the next Qingzhou?
He didn't know, and he couldn't control such profound questions.
He had to make sure he survived first.
He already knew that two of his colleagues had died in this city.
The white socks were very hidden, and there were unknown numbers of white socks hidden on this street.
This was also why it was difficult for even a professional "Night Raven" like him to send out information.
He didn't know if the information that Black Eagle took away yesterday had reached the superiors.
At this time, Huang Feihong suddenly became alert.
This kind of alertness was an instinctive reaction formed by his years of lurking, and it had saved his life many times.
Were the white socks coming?
Logically speaking, he had lurked very well, but he didn't know why he was still exposed.
Huang Feihong pretended to get up casually and went straight into an alley.
Almost at the same time, people came in from the entrances of the alley.
His perception was not wrong, he was still being watched.
Sweat had broken out on the tip of Huang Feihong's nose.
In this Linshan City full of mysterious white socks, would he also be eaten like those colleagues and Jianghu people who disappeared overnight?
The people who came in from the entrances of the alley were all women.
One was quite tall, like a bamboo pole, and the other was quite short, like a winter melon.
They were all wearing pants and boots, so he couldn't see if they were wearing white socks.
Judging from their footsteps, the two of them had obviously practiced martial arts.
But at this moment, Huang Feihong was not too flustered.
Because he had already seen that the two people's zhenqi skills were very ordinary, and they had probably only just cultivated a mouthful of zhenqi not long ago.
Before becoming a "Night Raven", he was a "Clamp Stick" in the Qingqi Division.
Night Ravens were spies, and Clamp Sticks were thugs.
The reason he didn't become a "Clamp Stick" later was not because he couldn't, but because he was too good at it and it was boring, so he switched to being a "Night Raven" to find new fun.
Huang Feihong was very confident for a while. To be conservative, he could beat ten white socks of this level.
At least he wouldn't be caught now.
At this time, the two white socks had approached and suddenly accelerated their pace.
All of this was within Huang Feihong's expectations, and the two people's footsteps and movements even exposed their level as he had observed.
Being a Clamp Stick required being very good at fighting, and being a Night Raven required being very good at seeing.
Huang Feihong seized the gap, zhenqi flowed through his arm, and his left hand started working at the same time, to defeat the two in one move.
It was best not to make any noise.
But the next moment, he saw his body shake, and it was himself who fell down.
He fell to the ground, and could see the two standing beside him, and could even vaguely see the traces of white socks under their pant legs, but he couldn't see their faces.
From beginning to end, the other party showed the level of just entering the Qi Sea Realm not long ago, and the short winter melon had not even completely crossed the threshold of the Qi Sea.
But the one who fell was him, the most experienced and strongest Clamp Stick in the middle stage of the Qi Sea.
This was all because the two white socks' moves were a finger technique, an extremely tricky and strange finger technique, which could even be said to be somewhat extreme.
What would be the effect of a very ordinary person using an extreme move? Few people in this world know.
Because people who can cultivate extreme moves are probably extraordinary, and will not be ordinary people.
But at this moment, Huang Feihong saw it.
A very ordinary person, but who happened to have cultivated a very extreme move.
Maybe only this one move was enough.
Was this the terrible thing about the White Socks Cult?
At this time, Huang Feihong had been lifted up, and his whole body was weak.
He couldn't help but ask: "What kind of move is this?"
The short winter melon smiled and said: "This move is called 'What Men Can't See'."
As soon as the voice fell, Huang Feihong had lost consciousness.