Blowing Up Sishu / A Slash from Underground

Trembling, he drew the dagger, then removed his shirt.

It wasn't until that night that he learned why the Hui people didn't allow their clansmen to study their family's past history.

That very night, upon learning the truth, he was overwhelmed by the shock and teetered on the brink of collapse.

He did not choose to resist, but chose to escape.

Until recently, Hunren found him and made him a promise.

As long as Yi Jing comes to talk to Scribe tonight, Hui Ren can guarantee that he will not kill Guang Ren.

"He is, after all, one of the candidates for the next head of the Shinri Family. I will have a good talk with Hikaru."

"You wouldn't want your nephew to die at such a young age, would you?"

"So, Yijing, you mustn't disappoint me."

With the task given to him by Huiren, Ichijin arrived here.

"Before you die, tell me where Tamayo is."

"The dungeon, the Light Man should have told you its location when you came here before."

Upon hearing this, the Scribe turned around and walked outside.

A person who has lost the will to live is not worth his effort.

Watching Scribe's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, Yijing's face showed a slightly apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, Mister Scribe, I'm just an ordinary person."

The next second, he plunged the dagger in his hand into his stomach, and then slashed horizontally.

Large amounts of blood gushed from the wound, and there were signs that the internal organs were slipping out.

In his final moments, Yi Jing pulled out a lighter.

"Click".

With a soft sound, a flame rose.

"Thump."

With his body losing strength, Yi Jing's corpse crashed to the ground, and the lighter in his hand flew out of his hand.

The scattered sparks ignited everything around them, turning into a blazing orange flame.

On the other side, the Scribe, who had just left the reception room, also sensed something was amiss.

Chapter 548 Killing the Scribe

He stopped and turned around, looking towards the reception room.

A few plumes of smoke escaped through the cracks in the window, eventually turning into wisps of ash and dissipating into the air.

"Playing with fire will only lead to self-immolation, saving you the trouble of cremation."

With a raised eyebrow, Scribe was somewhat puzzled by Yi Jing's actions.

But now is not the time to ponder the reasons; he needs to find Tamayo quickly and take her away.

Using his memory, the Scribe quickly found the entrance to the dungeon.

Before he even got close, a pungent smell filled his nostrils.

"What is that?"

His eyes darted around, and he quickly pinpointed the source of the smell.

It was a small room, the door was blocked by a pile of clutter, and the windows were boarded up.

Scribe vaguely remembered that the last time she came to the Shinri Family, this room was still normal.

"What are the Shinri Family up to?"

Quickly approaching the room, Scribe smashed the window with a punch and peered inside.

The room was filled with large boxes, and there was a broken container on the floor from which the smell was coming from.

After a quick glance, the Scribe noticed that the type of box looked somewhat familiar.

He vaguely remembered that many imported goods from overseas were sorted and packed in these kinds of boxes.

"Are these the things the Shinri Family bought by selling off their assets? But why are they placed here?"

Currently, all the Shenli people except for Shinri Ichijou have disappeared, and the room is filled with unknown things.

These strange signs intensified the unease in Scribe's heart.

To avoid the possibility of traps in the room, he did not go in to check.

Continuing toward the dungeon, he discovered several more similar rooms along the way.

The flames burning in the distance grew stronger and stronger, and thick black smoke could be seen in the sky above.

Knowing that he could not afford to wait any longer, the Scribe stopped thinking about it and went straight into the dungeon.

The dungeon of the Shinri Family has a very simple structure, consisting of three levels: upper, middle, and lower.

According to the Scribe's speculation, Tamayo should have been imprisoned at the lowest level.

As he ran through the dungeon, he noticed that the cells he passed were also filled with those same boxes.

Even in the damp and dimly lit dungeon, the pungent smell still lingered.

Soon, the Scribe arrived at the last floor and found Tamayo in the deepest part.

"Tamayo!"

Upon seeing Tamayo, the Scribe's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly ran over.

"Wait a moment, I'll get you out right away!"

He swung his sword and chopped down the Scribe door, then went inside.

At this moment, Tamayo's eyes were closed, and she seemed to have lost consciousness.

Its body was also tightly bound by several thick iron chains, the ends of which were driven deep into the ground.

Around her were even more of those same boxes from before.

After being shaken by the Scribe, Tamayo, who was in a coma, finally showed signs of waking up.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, then slowly opened.

"Shu?"

"It's me!"

While cutting the chains binding Tamayo, the Scribe gestured for her not to move, saying that he could take her away soon.

How did you get here?

"I came to save you! What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Help me?"

With a somewhat dazed look in her eyes, Tamayo had not yet regained a clear consciousness.

He turned his head slightly, observing his surroundings.

Upon seeing the box beside her, Tamayo's pupils contracted as she remembered something, and her expression gradually became clear.

"Where's Yang Yuan? No, wait, you need to get out of here!"

She shouted at the Scribe Tamayo kept shoving him with both hands, urging him to leave quickly.

"What are you talking about? I've already found you, I'm not going to just leave like this!"

"This is all a trap, a trap set by the Shinri Family!"

"You mean those people who have been parasitized by brain food?"

"No!"

Tamayo gave the Scribe a hard shove, pointed to the box beside her, and shouted.

"That's their trap, you need to get out of there!"

"What?!"

With a frown, the Scribe swung his knife and cut the last chain before walking to the box and chopping it down hard.

With a flash of light, the box was instantly shattered into pieces.

The contents inside were scattered on the ground.

Looking at the black powder in his hand, Scribe grabbed a handful and sniffed it.

"This is... gunpowder?"

After realizing what was in front of him, the Scribe reacted instantly.

He finally understood why the Shinri Family had no members and why those rooms contained strange boxes.

At the same time, it became clear why Shinri Ichijou set himself on fire after committing suicide.

Shinri Keito is going to blow himself up!

Looking at the black gunpowder in the Scribe's hand, Tamayo couldn't help but recall the past.

One day, Shinri Keito had left, returned to this place.

Behind him was a large group of Shenli people.

Behind these tribesmen were boxes filled with gunpowder.

After arranging the gunpowder boxes according to plan, Huiren directed his clansmen to tie up Tamayo.

Because of the Wisteria sap, Tamayo, who had lost her powers, could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded before her eyes.

After doing all this, Yang Yuan reappeared and injected her with an extremely large dose of Wisteria Poison.

"Injecting so much at once, won't it kill her?"

"I'm a ninja, so you'd better not doubt my professionalism."

"Sorry, let's go then. That person is waiting for us."

In her last moments before falling into a coma, Tamayo overheard Megumi discussing with Yogen the celebratory banquet after killing the Scribe.

It was only then that she realized that the purpose of binding her was to use her as bait.

To become bait to lure the Scribe to waste his time.

Huiren told the truth to his people so that Yiqing would tell the Scribe. Even his subsequent plea was at Yiqing's behest.

The pungent smell not only masked the odor of gunpowder but also served to attract the Scribe's attention.

All of this was done to prolong the time the Scribe stayed at the Shinri Family's house.

The moment the burning flames come into contact with the gunpowder is the moment of the Scribe's death.

Thinking of this, the Scribe's expression changed drastically, and he picked up Tamayo and ran towards the outside of the dungeon.

Outside, the flames, unchecked, burned wildly like rampant weeds.

In the blink of an eye, the fire had reached a room filled with gunpowder.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

The clutter piled up at the entrance became the best accelerant, and the wooden planks nailed to the windows became fuel for the flames.

As it was exposed to heat, the gunpowder in the box began to expand.

Various chemical reactions were completed in the blink of an eye, and the seemingly ordinary black powder burst forth with an astonishing energy that was hard to describe.

The next second, a huge explosion occurred.

Chapter 549 A Knife from Underground

A pillar of fire shot up from the Shinri Family and into the sky.

The blazing flames exploded in an oval shape and spread outwards.