My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 809 - 505: Li Gui Kills Huang Jing (Double-Length)

The first rain of the new year fell on the winding and rugged Shu Road.

The Shu Road is difficult, more difficult than ascending to the sky. Regardless of whether it's the road into Shu or the roads within Shu, they are all extremely challenging to traverse.

Two straw hats, one large and one small, rose and fell with the mountain's shape. The drizzle couldn't hide the heroic spirit in that person's eyebrows, and after passing the eight-hundred-year-old osmanthus trees, Fishing City was near.

Min Ning carried a knife at her waist, a sword on her back, and following her was a thirteen-year-old girl carrying sharpened round iron rods on her back.

Clearly at an age suitable for marriage, yet carrying heavy objects on her back, with hair sticking to her ears due to moisture and mud on her face, this girl was none other than one of the two children Min Ning had saved previously.

The girl's legs were already trembling, and her straw sandals were both numb and wet.

Min Ning didn't look back and said, "Walk faster, stop dawdling."

The girl gritted her teeth and spoke not a word of discomfort or fatigue. Not only did she keep up, but she stubbornly walked shoulder to shoulder with Min Ning.

Min Ning found it amusing, yet also found this girl to her liking.

She had a very determined personality, similar to her own.

For a moment, Min Ning suddenly thought, no wonder Zhou Yitang clung to Chen Yi.

The rain continued, and the new year's winter rain grew colder. Qing Li shivered in her reed raincoat; she had been trafficked before, but now she was Min Ning's disciple.

The two children, a boy and a girl — the sister named Qing Li and the brother named Qing Xia. After Min Ning sent them to Emei Mountain, the brother was willing to stay, but the sister refused, insisting on following Min Ning to roam the world, apprenticing herself to her to learn some skills.

Min Ning was accustomed to wandering alone. She tried to shake her off, but Qing Li simply followed in the direction she left, refusing to give up. Helpless, Min Ning had to accept the situation, contemplating where to place her after having her by her side for a while.

Fishing City was originally built by the Southern Song's Yu Jie and resisted the Mongol iron cavalry for thirty-six years. The great Khan Möngke also met his death here. Not far away, the temple Huguo has an antithetical couplet engraved: "Three rivers deliver water to open the natural moat, a thousand obstacles hover to control Shu's borders!" Moreover, the mountain road is abandoned, with large, broken stone gates covered in ivy, the narrow and cramped roads extending in the rain seemingly having only been traveled by wild beasts…

Min Ning stopped at the foot of Fishing City for a moment, closing her eyes, feeling the desolation of the land.

This place was indeed renowned once, but times have changed, and the state of the world is no longer like the Song and Mongol era. The present is divided between Dongyu and Western Jin, with Mount Song and Xiangfan as the boundaries. Sichuan falls under Western Jin's control, otherwise Shantong City at the exit of the Shu Road wouldn't be so desolate.

And Fishing City is deep within the heartlands of Sichuan and Chongqing; no longer the frontline, it was abandoned regardless of how strong it was.

Min Ning and Qing Li descended the mountain, and from afar at the road junction saw wine flags swaying, close by there was also a signboard dispelling tigers. Amidst the sound of rain, they could faintly hear the shouts of peddlers, and there were donkey carts by the door, and a team of travelling merchants sheltering inside from the rain.

Min Ning led Qing Li inside. Before the innkeeper could approach, she called out, "Two large bowls of wine, no ginger slices, finish up quickly."

"Understood, the kiln isn't ready yet, it'll take some time," replied the innkeeper, recognizing an old hand of the Jianghu, not daring to delay.

Qing Li listened quietly on the side, trying hard to stuff this jargon into her mind.

In the inn, there were discussions about Jianghu matters.

"Over in Dongyu, the White Lotus is causing trouble, a big mess. This time, taking some salt over there... makes good money."

"Losing one's head, how come they haven't thought about robbing?"

"Can't you take the road over Shantong City?"

Min Ning listened from the side and hadn't expected that in just over a year since she left, the Great Yu had stirred up a White Lotus Sect affair.

Before long, the innkeeper brought over two large bowls of wine.

Min Ning took out dried meat and baked flatbreads from her bosom. After checking they were non-toxic, she soaked the food in the wine. The flatbread quickly absorbed the wine and became soft and the meat, soaked, glistened red. As she bit into it, the wine gave a moist aroma accompanied by the dry fragrance.

Qing Li mimicked her action but almost choked. Min Ning patted her back for a while until she turned to take small bites. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"By the way, have you heard? Over by Shantong City, there appeared a ruthless person!"

"Who, are you talking about... Min Ning?"

"Yes, siding with the tiger, clearly a Jianghu person, yet working for the eagle and the monkey! Fierce and frenzied, ruthless and treacherous! Many have seen it, this Min Ning chopped off Yuanfeng Building's Huang Jing with one slice!"

Min Ning: "....."

She leaned forward, wondering if she had ever killed someone named "Huang Jing".

After a long while, she slapped the table, saying:

"Well then, Hero Min indeed deserves her reputation!"

The inn suddenly paused, with all the drinkers turning to look over, somewhat puzzled.

Only to see a heroic Young Hero taking off her oiled raincoat, and clasping her fist towards the crowd.

She laughed loudly, saying, "Are you all talking about Hero Min Ning? As far as I know, Hero Min has always been renowned for her heroics. Wherever there's an uneven path, she'll level it; wherever there's injustice, she'll address it. If she mistakenly killed someone, then that person deserved to die."

Upon hearing this, a few drinkers recalled some rumors.

"Little brother, speaking of which, I remember an incident about delivering Bai's family something over a thousand miles."

"Seems like there was such a thing; is it the same person?"

"Could it be so coincidental? Moreover, I've heard of several bandit-clearing cases as well."

The drinkers discussed again, their voices rising and falling, causing bouts of noise.

Having salvaged her reputation, Min Ning sat back in her seat, frowning slightly, unable to recall when she had ever killed someone named Huang Jing.

If it was true, it was probably an impersonation.

Could it be that her reputation had grown to the point where people were impersonating her to commit fraud?