Looking at the blood that flew out of this fellow's mouth, and then looking at the action of this fellow who wanted to get up from the ground, but looked too powerless to do so, Jiang Lin praised inwardly, and wanted to go up and sing
With a closer look, he realized that he knew both of them!
The accident faker was called Fang Chaoqun, and was from the Sun Moon Sect.
Because he had caught him stealing undergarments at the Sun Moon Sect's women's bathhouse, the two of them split the money evenly afterward after selling the undergarments for a decent amount of money—they were business partners.
The other person was an inner disciple of the Dragon Gate Sect, Qin Xiao, who was at the Sea Gazing Titer of the middle five tiers. He knew some medicinal theory, and was secretly in love with a junior sister within the sect who was also interested in him.
But once, when this junior sister had a stomachache, and wanted to ask her senior brother to "diagnose" it, Qin Xiao just looked at the junior sister, then said, "drink more hot water," and continued to do sword training. As a result, that junior sister never sought out Qin Xiao again.
In the next month, that little sister announced that she had a dao companion. Qin Xiao cried for a long, long time, and kept looking for Jiang Lin to drink with him.
Looking at the two of them, Jiang Lin's eyebrows twitched. "Can we only say that things are so coincidental in the world? I can't believe I've run into them."
Back at the scene, the vendors on the street were confused, and even Qin Xiao, who was walking on the road minding his own business, didn't even realize what was going on.
He was just walking properly, and then someone suddenly bumped into him and flew back, bleeding. What was going on?
"Y-you… cough, cough…" Struggling to stand up and looking pale, Fang Chaoqun wiped the corner of his mouth.
And just as he was about to speak again, he staggered forward, his cheeks bulged, and blood gushed out again as he fell straight down.
"Brother! What's wrong with you, Brother!?"
As Fang Chaoqun fell to the ground, a woman in tattered sackcloth clothing ran up, and held her brother in a tight embrace, tears falling from her eyes.
"You guys! Why! My brother and you guys have no grievances; why do you treat my brother so cruelly! There is no humanity! Is there no law in Black Tortoise City? Oh, Brother… What will your wife do… What will become of your child… The house prices are high recently, and the money loaned from the bank hasn't been paid off. Oh, Brother…"
The sound of the woman's crying spread throughout the alley, and many people crowded around with food in their arms. Qin Xiao remained dumbfounded, and even began to question himself about the three great doubts of
"How dare you attempt murder on the street in broad daylight!"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Jia suddenly lost it, and wanted to get justice for the man coughing out blood, but Jiang Lin pulled his wrist in a flash.
"Brother Jiang, why are you stopping me!"
Jiang Lin looked helpless. "Brother Chen, we're from a demon sect."
"So what?" Chen Jia looked at Jiang Lin with an innocent look; it was a cute look of "what's wrong with us being in a demon sect," which made Jiang Lin wonder if Chen Jia had entered the wrong sect.
"Brother Chen, please rest assured that the man is safe and sound, and he's in the same business as we are—coming here to commit fake accidents."
"Fake accidents? Why fake accidents?"
"This… is a little hard to explain."
Jiang Lin looked at Qin Xiao, surrounded by the crowd, and looking at his sect uniform, Jiang Lin was more than familiar with it. It was the uniform of the inner disciples of the Dragon Gate Sect.
Since the Dragon Gate Sect had appeared here, that meant that Lin Qingwan had already arrived in Black Tortoise City, and this fellow, perhaps, could be used as his point of entry.
"Anyway, I'll take care of this matter, Brother Chen. Stay here with Xiaoman first, and don't move. I'll go buy you some oranges."
"Oranges? I don't like oranges."
Listening to Jiang Lin's baffling words, Chen Jia was eager to ask for clarification, but Jiang Lin was already gradually walking away. Chen Jia even felt Jiang Lin's figure seemed to have a certain kind of firmness and determination.
The streets were getting louder and louder. Qin Xiao was going to check on Fang Chaoqun's injuries, and when his hand just touched Fang Chaoqun, Fang Chaoqun "woke up" as though his life had flashed before his eyes.
"Brother…" the girl uttered in surprise.
The accident faker waved his hand, and got up with difficulty, wiping a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth. "This brother, I have no grudge against you, so why did you strike me, causing me to break the root of my dao! Just now, you even tried to kill me secretly to silence me!"
"???" Qin Xiao.
"Forget it. Anyway, in this life, I don't expect to make it to Nascent Soul Tier. I have long had the heart to live in seclusion. If you compensate with 99 medium-grade spirit stones for healing my injuries, let bygones be bygones. What do you think, brother? Cough… cough… cough…"
While speaking, Fang Chaoqun coughed again, blood spurting all over the ground.
"Brother…" the woman cried out again. "You won't even give us just 99 medium-grade spirit stones? Is this how the Dragon Gate Sect, a so-called honorable sect, acts?"
"You… You two…"
The man with the sword was desperate, anxious, angry, and even on the verge of raging helplessly.
Although 99 medium-grade spirit stones wasn't a large amount of money, and he could afford it as an inner disciple of the Dragon Gate Sect, he just didn't want to.
Because from the moment he asked for money just now, he remembered that a junior brother had told him about it back in the sect, and he remembered that junior brother calling it "accident faking."
He didn't expect that junior brother rebelled against the Dragon Gate Sect, and died under the sword of Senior Sister Lin. After that day, Senior Sister never said another word.
"I have a pill that can cure 100 diseases and injuries, so this brother here, please don't hesitate to try it."
Just when the man with the sword was red with anger, a "woman" with light makeup approached, her skirt swaying lightly, and with just a glance, Qin Xiao's little face turned even redder.
"Wait, lady! They're accident fakers! I must take them to the law enforcement team. There's no need for you to spend anything… oh, accident fakers are extortionists," said Qin Xiao hurriedly, looking at this beautiful lady walking forward.
"Law enforcement team? Hehe! My brother is deeply and seriously injured, and he is going to the law enforcement team to seek justice!" The next moment, the girl patted the back of Fang Chaoqun, who spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.
"You! You guys! How dare you fake injuries!" Qin Xiao's face turned blue for a while, and he was so angry that he almost drew his sword.
However, "this girl" gently pressed the back of Qin Xiao's hand with her large palm as she shook her head, and continued to walk forward, taking out the pills.
"A pill to get rid of me? I'm telling you, I'll jump from here, and even if I starve to death, I'll—"
"This pill is called Leg Stretching and Staring Pill."
Before Fang Chaoqun could finish speaking, the girl interrupted and smiled.
"Leg stretching… staring… you're…"
Looking at the beautiful girl, Fang Chaoqun was astonished!
Oh, old buddy!