Assassin Farmer Chapter 130 (Part 2)
Translated by Pure
Edited by NovaLeir
Chapter 130: Yun Luo Pagoda (Part 2)
Even though it was nearly midnight, the pagoda was still brightly lit.
“I told you earlier it was not going to work! You kept insisting on staking all on one throw. Now what? How can we end this? The news we got from the South Corridor is liable. Blood Union has already begun to doubt us.”
“Then tell me what to do? Do we still have a way back! F*ck! I thought I could seize the chance and kill the twelve Blood Knights. I didn’t expect that only Long Yi’s team would come. Moreover, he escaped…”
“Rong City would have been in our hands now. Anyway, just let it go. Let’s just settle here.”
“No. Didn’t you listen to that damn monk? There is a noble person here. If the nobility he spoke of is a real aristocrat of Da Hui’s royal family, not only we can’t kill Xue Li but we also intrigue Da Hui’s troops. Both of them are our enemies. How could we run away then?”
“Run, run, run! You f*cking coward! You only know how to run! I think we should be determined and gather our brothers. Just storm the Blood Union’s palace. At most, we will both die. That Xue Li can’t run then!”
“You’re crazy! You know how strong the twelve Blood Knights are! Previously, we had only heard wind about their power. But now, we’ve used all the men we could mobilize and we’ve even made use of the Feng Yao Court’s assassins! In the end we only finished one out of the twelve Blood Knights. And, we couldn’t even confirm if Long Yi was killed or not!”
“So you say, what should we do? Time is running out. If we don’t take action, I’m afraid we don’t have much time…”
“Don’t urge me. Let me think carefully!”
“Boss, how about…”
“What?”
“How about we just let it go. We’ve collected a lot of precious things throughout these years. They should be enough for the rest of our lives. Why do we need to take revenge…”
“You goddamn bastard! You’re a coward without loyalty! How did Brother Ying treat us? Xue Li beheaded him and many of our brothers. Do you want to be a black tortoise and retract your neck to live this life simply that way?”
“Boss… Boss, don’t get mad! I… I just thought that it’s been so many years, we brothers have to hide here and there, living without security day in and day out. It’s troublesome and harsh enough. It…”
“Shut up ol’Seventh! You were only a little boy back then, you didn’t know how tragic Brother Ying and the others died! If we don’t take revenge, we won’t have any face to reunite with them in Yellow Spring!”
“Yeah, ol’Seventh. Even if we give up, will we be able to escape Blood Union’s chase? It’s been so many years. If we hadn’t entered Da Hui’s territory and hidden in the South Corridor where people don’t give a damn to visit, how could we have stayed alive until now… We would be dead without a place to bury our corpse like Old Luo a long time ago.”
“Yeah, right, I heard that after Boss Luo died, his disciple, also Brother Ying’s daughter, has gone missing. I wonder if she’s still alive.”
“Yeah, I guess Xue Li got her for a long time. Even if she’s alive, she would rather die than stay alive.”
“We’ve been preparing for more than twenty years. We can’t just give up like that…”
“Hey, how do we explain to Rong City’s Castellan? All he knows is that we are the subordinates of Blood Union’s royal family. We sent the intelligence. Do you think the twelve Blood Knights would come again?”
“We don’t need to worry about their arrival. We must hurry to put more pressure on the Castellan, but just know to subside when the right time comes. Of course, when he sees the benefits, he will know what to do. If we count only on our men, we can’t make it by the end of this year. Get all the men of Rong City to finish the tower as soon as possible. And then… Haha!!! Let’s see how the twelve Blood Knights go to heaven! I want to see Xue Li’s wings, the ones he’s so proud of, being burned here. I want to see him and the Blood Union’s royal family pee their pants, begging me! Hahaha… Brothers, at that time, we can sit on the throne and enjoy countless beauties serving us…”
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The partial house of Yun Luo Pagoda had only one monk. He was also the abbot known as Jie Xiu. Twelve years ago, he stayed and cared for Yun Luo Pagoda and its wandering Buddhist monks when Lin Si Yao, who had just left the mountain, welcomed him for lunch and escorted him to the mountain.
If Lin Si Yao weren’t busy with his missions, he would come personally and give the other a certain amount to help him renovate the pagoda and the other daily expenses.
A year ago, he received enough banknotes – delivered by a young man, to last the pagoda for the next hundred years. He understood that the man who had saved him from the swamp at age thirty-six would never come again.
In truth, his life was calm and peaceful. Yun Luo Pagoda was a tranquil place that rarely had visitors or pilgrims. Thus, he had a lot of free time to exploit the wasteland behind the mountain to grow vegetables and plant a small orchard by the vegetable garden. He had sincerely followed what Lin Si Yao had told him, putting his efforts to take care of this peaceful land.
He had never expected to witness the Yun Luo Pagoda being seized by an organization of dozens of people. They even said that this was approved by Rong City’s Castellan. They intended to completely demolish Yun Luo Pagoda and replace it with a strange tower.
His protest went unheard and Jie Xiu was locked in this partial house. He wasn't allowed to roam, except when he had to make three meals a day for those people.
It’s been forty-three days.
