Chapter 1269 - 563: Not Much
Guesthouse.
"Master, there’s news from the Rebel Army."
Qin Er knocked on the half-open door and said in a low voice.
However, she didn’t dare to look inside.
Because the master inside seemed to be lying on the bed bare-chested, and that woman seemed to be quite close to him...
This, this, was it the wrong time for me to come...
But the Rebel Army brought news, she couldn’t keep it a secret; otherwise, she wouldn’t know what these two masters might do to her! Considering the terrifying slaughter that night, if she dared to hide even a little, it might be raising a sword and lowering a head as a result...
Qin Er was well aware of her limits, as someone like her, she had to be obedient to survive in the hands of such monsters.
She didn’t want to die, even if she seemed to have contracted the Blue Blood Disease, she still didn’t want to die.
All those legends about reincarnation and the next life are as phony as those dogmas propagated by cults, filled with falseness.
The Buddhism dogma speaks about believing the Buddha can grant eternal bliss, yet the believers still die when they shouldn’t.
"Wait outside."
When Qin Er thought of this, the gentleman inside spoke out in an unhurried voice.
Shameless! Being so intimate in broad daylight, and being discovered didn’t bother them at all...
Qin Er’s cheeks flushed, and she closed the half-open door.
Once the door closed, today’s body inspection was also considered over.
Fang Yu put on his clothes and asked curiously.
"Why didn’t you close the door?"
Ding Hui blinked.
"You guess."
Fang Yu was speechless.
Guess what, you better not have awakened some strange fetish...
Fang Yu, after getting dressed, got off the bed and changed the topic.
"How did the Rebel Army contact Qin Er? No one seemed to have come upstairs the whole morning."
Fang Yu’s perception was much stronger than Ding Hui’s, if he hadn’t detected anything, it meant no one came upstairs.
So how did Qin Er receive the intelligence?
Ding Hui blinked again and said.
"Indeed, no one came upstairs, but some special mosquitoes flew past our room door twice."
Fang Yu was stunned.
Mosquitoes?
He was focused only on human presence and never paid attention to insects or the like.
Besides, mosquitoes are small and could easily be overlooked by him.
Wait a moment!
"Did you keep the door open because you noticed the insects beforehand, or because of the insects?"
The logical relationship between before and after is different, but Ding Hui just blinked mischievously without answering directly, only saying.
"I left something on that woman; as long as the mosquitoes touched her skin, within an hour, I can track its flight path. So? Should we follow her intelligence or follow the insect directly to find the Rebel Army people?"
One can only say, indeed, Ding Hui thinks further than him...
As for when Ding Hui did something to Qin Er, Fang Yu wasn’t too sure as he didn’t pay much attention to Qin Er.
Fang Yu pondered for a while and asked, "Where is that insect now?"
"It’s still on the move, probably three to five streets away. When it stops, it should have reached its destination, returning to its owner."
"Then there’s no hurry, let’s hear what Qin Er has to say first."
Taking Ding Hui out of the room, no matter where they were headed or what they were doing, Fang Yu decided to keep Ding Hui by his side, recalling vividly the experiences of last night.
Thunder City’s experts were abundant, and not having Ding Hui by his side for protection made Fang Yu a bit uneasy.
Moreover, they were about to contact the massive entity of the Rebel Army and couldn’t afford to be neglectful.
Outside the room, Qin Er was already waiting at the door, submissive and not unpleasant.
"Master."
Qin Er bowed her head in greeting at this time, but thinking about the possible intimate affairs the two might have been involved in inside the room, her cheeks flushed.
"What does the Rebel Army say?" Fang Yu asked.
"The Rebel Army wants me to go to Jiuyang Temple and report the intelligence about the master truthfully."
While speaking, Qin Er extended her arm.
Her arm seemed to be swollen as if bitten by a mosquito, seemingly scratched and reddened.
The swollen part, crookedly, seemed to display the word Jiuyang abstractly.
Ding Hui instantly got interested, grabbed her hand, and inspected it closely, startling Qin Er.
"Does it hurt or itch? How is it controlled to show specific words?"
Ding Hui said to herself, slicing her fingertip across Qin Er’s arm instantly, causing a bit of fresh blood to ooze out.
Ding Hui dipped her fingertip in it and took a taste.
Quickly, she showed a look of regret.
Interesting, but not much.
"It looks like a martial arts technique involving insect manipulation, with no special property changes added. If it could be further advanced, manipulating insect demons for special cultivation and transformation, this kind of cultivation technique should have considerable potential for development..."
Ding Hui was always intrigued by novel things, yet her energy was limited.
Just as she would choose to forgo the mastery of arrays, transitioning from one specialty to another, Ding Hui first considered compatibility, not learning from scratch.
Insect manipulation indeed was interesting, but as the saying goes, it’s better combined with methods like insect demons, to be worth her investment in research.
Of course, if Fang Yu wished to learn these manipulation techniques, it would be another matter altogether.
