Chapter 236 Breaking the Face
Pan Yun frowned and was about to say no when the two drivers turned around and shouted to the front, "The soldiers are coming, there are enemies——"

One of the drivers even grabbed the whistle around his neck and blew it hard.

The whistle was sharp and spread throughout the world in an instant.

The fog was so thick that cars had to keep a certain distance from each other, so the car in front had no idea what was happening behind it.

But as soon as the whistle sounded, all the guards, whether in gray or green, immediately drew their swords and ran in the direction of the whistle.

Because the fog was thick and after the blood was seen, all the thickness surged here and visibility was as low as two meters. Above two meters, they couldn't even see people's shadows, so they bumped into each other from time to time while running.

Pan Yun heard the footsteps and turned around to the nine people who were still pulling the rope and said, "Hurry up and run. Run in the direction you came from."

The nine people looked back and saw that it was still thick fog, and they couldn't help feeling frightened.

Pan Yun made a hand gesture and a golden light burst out from her fingertips, breaking a line in the thick fog, just like a pig bladder filled with water bursting open with a bang, allowing people to see the outside world.

The nine people reacted immediately, got up and stumbled in, and after running more than ten steps, they rushed out of the fog.

The two coachmen were not stupid. They reacted instantly and realized that Pan Yun was not unable to break through the fog, but did it on purpose.

The two of them could not help but step back, and the guards finally arrived. Seeing the gray-clothed man lying on the ground, they were shocked, "Who did this?"

The two drivers immediately pointed forward, but Pan Yun, who was standing in front of them, disappeared at some point, and the place was empty with only fog.

"This...she was here just now. She is a Taoist priest, the little Taoist priest named Sanzhu. She can dispel fog. She did it on purpose. Maybe she created this thick fog. There was no fog on this road originally."

"Why did she want to kill our people? Wasn't she a guest invited by the boss?"

"And she killed so many guards, why did she let you two go?"

"How come we are the same? These are Japanese!" The driver whose neck was cut immediately reacted and shouted, "Yes, they are Japanese. They wanted to kill the poor hired helpers. Taoist Sanzhu saw them and killed them instead. He also let the nine people go."

Pan Yun took advantage of the thick fog to quickly return to the front. She held the sword and went straight into the maze.

Song Bei and A Xin, along with a group of guards, were wandering around like headless flies. They thought they had almost searched half of the mountain, but in fact, they were just wandering around in place, circling back and forth within a distance of more than ten meters.

Not far away were Zhu Zixun and others who were frantically attacking the thick fog.

As soon as Pan Yun entered the maze, Song Bei immediately discovered her. He turned around and saw her holding a sword. His eyes flickered and he immediately shouted, "Master Sanzhu, we are trapped by a ghost wall. Let's quickly remove it!"

Pan Yun said: "This is not difficult, I can just wave my hand."

When Song Bei heard this, he immediately asked her to take action.

Pan Yun walked towards him and chuckled, "It's not difficult, but I have a few questions I want to ask the boss, so I won't solve it until I have the answer."

Seeing her approaching, Song Bei quickly stepped back and stretched out his hand, saying, "Master Sanzhu, if you have any questions, I will tell you everything I know when we get there. The most urgent task is to solve this problem. I don't know what's happening with our convoy now..."

"Don't worry, Boss. They are not moving at all and are very safe."

Ah Xin stood in front of Song Bei, holding the knife and staring at Pan Yun warily, "Master Sanzhu, have you been controlled by the evil again?"

Pan Yun chuckled and said, "Ah Xin, you are really good at making excuses for me. I am not controlled by evil spirits, and neither is our boss. The vengeful spirits here are not that powerful. At most, they can affect your minds and patience, and make you reveal your true nature, making the stupid ones stupider, the evil ones more evil, and the weak ones weaker."

Ashin clenched the knife: "What do you mean?"

The guards on the side also stood on both sides of Ashin, protecting Song Bei in the middle.

Pan Jun walked up to the two of them, stopped, and pointed at their heads, "One, two, three, four, five..."

"Of the seven people, except for you, Ashin, and a blue-clothed guard, the others are all gray-clothed people." Pan Yun tilted his head and smiled at Song Bei behind him through Ashin. "It seems that you still trust the Japanese more, even though Ashin is loyal to you."

Ah Xin remained calm, pointed the knife at Pan Yun and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"You're not surprised at all. It seems you know they are Japanese. Then..." Pan Jun pointed at Song Bei and said, "Do you know he is also Japanese?"

"Stop sowing discord. How could my brother be a Japanese? We hired these Japanese. I knew they were Japanese from the beginning."

Pan Yun was slightly surprised and raised his eyebrows and asked, "But your guards don't know?"

"This is for the safety of the convoy. Some people have misunderstandings about the Japanese." Ah Xin thought Pan Yun was one of those who had misunderstandings, and quickly explained: "Although they are Japanese, they came to our Ming Dynasty to find work. They are good at martial arts and follow our orders. They are not pirates."

"Not pirates?" Pan Jun laughed softly and asked, "But aren't you all pirates? Why, you go out to rob and make money to support the pirates, and they stay at home to wash your clothes, cook for you, and give birth to your children?"

Ah Xin's face flushed red instantly, and veins popped up on his hand holding the knife. "You know we are pirates?" "I know, but I still have a few questions for Song Bei." The smile on Pan Yun's face slowly disappeared, and his eyes were like knives as he looked at him. "You forged your identity and brought so many people from Quanzhou Prefecture to join you in banditry. Do you want to use them as a fulcrum to overthrow the government?"

The usual smile on Song Bei's face had long since disappeared. He said calmly, "I don't know where Taoist Sanzhu heard the rumor from. I can tell you that I am a Han Chinese, a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, not a Japanese!"

"You should have seen the household registration and travel permit I have. If I were a Japanese, would I have these things?"

Pan Yun sneered, "A mere pirate can force the imperial court to close the sea for decades. Is there anything impossible in this world? You don't know yet, I knew you were Japanese the moment I saw you. You stood behind Ashin, just like I stood behind Ashin. His tall and broad body blocked you completely."

The calm Song Bei's face was twisted for a moment. He clenched his fists and suppressed his anger with great willpower. "Master Sanzhu, you are going too far. Do you judge me as a Japanese just because of my body shape?"

"Of course not," Pan Yun said, "but why should I tell you? Wouldn't you know if it's true or not after you fight?"

Pan Yun drew his sword and rushed towards him to kill him.

Ashin quickly stepped forward to block it.

Song Bei didn't expect that she would kill someone without saying a word, so he retreated repeatedly. The guards immediately joined together in pairs to block in front of him, and then attacked Pan Yun together.

Pan Yun's sword was like a dragon entwining Ashin's knife. The tip of the sword pierced his palm instantly. As soon as his hand holding the knife loosened, Pan Yun kicked him in the chest and kicked him away.

The knives of the two men in gray appeared in an instant, slashing down as fast as the wind.

Pan Yun dodged sideways and retreated three steps.

Five men in gray surrounded her in an instant, half bent over with knives in hand, looking at her warily, and moved their feet lightly to change positions.

Pan Yun couldn't help laughing out loud, and after making a sword flower, he said with a smile: "Come on!"

As the gray-clothed man walked, another gray-clothed man behind her stabbed her from behind. Pan Jun didn't even turn her head and blocked the attack with her sword on her back. With a clang, Pan Jun blocked the attack and turned around quickly, wrapping her sword around the other man's sword so that he couldn't pull it back. When the sword was about to cut the other man's palm along the blade, the attacks of the other gray-clothed man also came instantly...

The Japanese soldiers who followed and protected Song Bei closely were indeed quite skilled in martial arts. Any one of them was no match for Pan Yun, but they formed a formation and coordinated very closely.

Pan Yun was unable to break the situation for a while.

At the same time, the people in the other two mazes finally found the flaw.

Zhu Zixun sneered and said, "One force can break all laws. I don't care if this ghost wall is a formation or a ghost. There is nothing that cannot be broken by force."

Miao Zhen said: "The fog is invisible, and the ghosts are also invisible. The force can't hit them at all. How to break it?"

"Yes," the guards on the side said, "Master Zhu, we really can't fight anymore."

Hu Jing also said: "Master Zhu, why don't we take a break first? We have been fighting since we encountered the ghost wall."

Zhu Zixun: "No, I can already feel it. If I continue to shoot in this direction, I will definitely be able to break through this ghost wall."

Miaozhen: ...It felt quite sensitive. When he found that they were going in circles, Zhu Zixun started to order his men to attack in all directions, and then he found this point and had his men attack in that direction.

Fortunately, he only found a general direction, not the center of the formation, so only half of his attacks could hit the center of the formation.

But... this maze is almost solved. Oh, she is so anxious. She doesn't know how far the junior master has progressed. She is afraid that she can't delay it for much longer.

Zhu Zixun looked at Miao Zhen coldly, "Aren't you a Taoist priest? I heard that you got the same money as San Zhu, but it was of no use when you encountered such a thing. You got your reward so easily and at ease."

Miao Zhen: "I just found a way to break the impasse. As long as you follow the direction I lead, you can get out in less than 300 steps. But you didn't listen and kept walking around randomly. That's why the formation that I was somewhat confident in has become more and more complicated and can no longer be opened."

Zhu Zixun: "Formation? Is this a formation?"

Miao Zhen: "Yes, aren't ghost walls all mazes? As people walk along, their souls are lost, and then they become the same kind of ghosts."

Everyone shuddered and huddled together with their companions, some also felt a little resentful towards Zhu Zixun.

If he hadn't always questioned Taoist Si Shui and refused to listen to his advice, they would have gone out under the leadership of Taoist Si Shui long ago.

Zhu Zixun saw the look on their faces and instantly became furious. "Do you think we can't get out without your guidance? If you don't break it, I will!"

After saying that, he turned around and punched the place he had just found, but he missed the target and hit the center of the formation directly. Then the formation plate hidden in Miao Zhen's sleeve broke...

　good night

　　(End of this chapter)