Chapter 250 Zhu Zixun's Death

"Zhu Zixun? Isn't he there?" Li Ji pointed to a corner of the ox cart in front, but suddenly found that it was empty with only flattened grass.

His eyes widened instantly, "Where is the person? He was here just now."

Pan Xiaohei was screaming in her mind, "Come on, he's getting faster and faster, I can't catch up with him."

Pan Yun then turned around and said, "I'll go after him. Keep an eye on Song Bei. If you lose another one, I'll hang you in front of the Jianghu Alliance."

Li Ji's face flushed, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.

Pan Jun flew into the woods and disappeared in the blink of an eye. He was flying at an extremely fast speed.

She flew through the treetops, and soon she saw Pan Xiaohei jumping rapidly between the trees, with Zhu Zixun moving rapidly below.

He didn't look seriously injured at all. He was moving quickly in the forest, leaning sideways, using the shadows of the trees to conceal his body. He was moving very fast and his movements were very light.

If Pan Xiaohei hadn't been on the tree, Pan Jun would have lost track of him several times.

Pan Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, this hidden skill seemed familiar.

Pan Jun flew quickly through the treetops, the sound of waves crashing and the salty sea breeze blowing in his face.

She flew over Zhu Zixun from the top, and then slowly fell from the sky.

When Zhu Zixun saw her suddenly falling from the sky, his heart sank, but his expression did not change. He braked quickly, then pedaled hard, turned right with his toes and ran away.

Pan Jun smiled slightly, flew up, stepped on three trees in the air, flipped over and landed in front of Zhu Zixun.

Zhu Zixun turned around again and avoided Pan Yun.

Pan Yun waited for him to run for a while, then used his Qinggong to chase him, flew through the treetops, and landed in front of him...

Pan Xiaohei followed her twice, but finally gave up and found a big and tall tree. He climbed to the top, then lowered his head and watched her play cat and mouse.

It thinks she is the cat, otherwise where does the bad taste come from?

Zhu Zixun was out of breath and realized that no matter how he ran, he could not escape Pan Yun. He finally stopped at the edge of the woods and leaned against a tree to catch his breath.

It took him a while to look up at Pan Yun who was standing in front of him.

Behind her was the sea and the sky with the dawn. He was almost able to escape into the sea.

As long as he entered the sea, he was sure that no one would be able to do anything to him.

Seeing that he had almost finished catching his breath, Pan Yun asked with a smile, "Are you still running away?"

Zhu Zixun smiled bitterly and said, "Master Sanzhu, you are willing to let Hu Jing and Su Ying go, and even let pirates like Ah Xin go, so that they can make up for their crimes, but why won't you let me go?"

"You're wrong. I didn't let them go. They bought themselves an opportunity," Pan Yun said. "After I took down Song Bei, I've always been curious about who is Song Bei's confidant and Haidao's whistleblower?"

"A smuggling caravan led by Japanese pirates. Song Bei is a Japanese in disguise, but apart from him, two-thirds of the guards in the caravan are Han Chinese, and less than one-third are Japanese. Do Song Bei and the people behind him really trust the Han Chinese so much?"

"Especially, you have invited three martial arts masters." Pan Yun said: "Song Bei may be the think tank and the boss of the team, but he must also need a high-powered person to protect him and ensure the safety of the convoy."

"I originally thought that the man was hiding among his Gray Guards, but I have fought all of them. The seven people around him are indeed very strong, but that is when they form a team. They are not worth mentioning individually."

"I later suspected that he was among the Blue Guards, but after separating them one by one and testing them, I found that although some Blue Guards tried to escape secretly, none of them met the requirements. So it could only be one of you three."

Pan Yun said: "Among the three, except for Hu Jing whose identity is well documented, you and Su Ying can be said to have unknown origins."

Zhu Zixun immediately said: "I have been famous for many years and I am a local. How can I say that my origins are unknown?"

Pan Yun sneered, "It is precisely because he is a local that he is even less trustworthy. Isn't Song Bei's household registration pass a local?"

"However, your age, your martial arts skills and your upbringing do make me trust you more, which is why I am more suspicious of Su Ying."

For this reason, she deliberately brought him with her to observe.

But after getting to know him, she found that Su Ying acted decisively against the Japanese pirates and was somewhat lazy in character, so she instinctively felt that it was not him.

That's why she set her sights on Zhu Zixun.

She hated him the most, so she simply didn't try to test him herself. Instead, she handed him over to Pan Xiaohei and gave him enough conditions to escape.

Pan Yun said coldly: "You are too slow. If you were faster, I would be held back by the pirates in the talisman formation, and now it would be Li Ji and my cat fighting you. Maybe you could really escape to the sea."

When she mentioned this, Zhu Zixun's face twisted in pain.

Who could have expected that the acupoints she pressed would be so difficult to open. A ball of air blocked his acupoints tightly, and he endured the severe pain before forcing them open.

Pan Yun raised his chin and asked, "So, do you want to fight again?"

Zhu Zixun's fist clenched and unclenched, and then clenched again, "Did you let me do that on purpose?"

Pan Yun smiled softly, "I thought this was obvious and didn't need to be pointed out. I didn't expect you to ask such a stupid question. Is it because the Japanese are not smart enough, or have you been among them for too long and lost your brain?"

Zhu Zixun: "What is your grudge against the Japanese? Why do you hate them so much?" Zhu Zixun couldn't understand. "You have been insulting them in your words. Is it just because they are pirates? But there are also non-pirates among the Japanese. Besides, Ah Xin and his men are also pirates. Seriously speaking, eight out of ten pirates on the sea today are civilians who escaped from the Ming Dynasty. How can you not hate them?"

"Who said I don't hate them?" Pan Yun said, "But I have the same ancestors as them. If I hate them, I can just curse them. Why should I curse their ancestors?"

"That Japanese..."

Pan Yun interrupted him, "The Japanese and I don't have the same ancestor."

Zhu Zixun had nothing to say.

Pan Yun narrowed his eyes and asked, "You care so much about this, could it be that the Japanese are your ancestors?"

Zhu Zixun's face turned red with anger, and he hit back, "The Japanese are your ancestors, I am Han Chinese!"

Pan Yun snorted and asked, "Have you been to Japan?"

Zhu Zixun: "Yes, they saved my life, so I work hard for them. Taoist Sanzhu, I am a person who knows how to repay kindness. If you are willing to let me go this time, I will definitely repay you in the future. If you can use me, I will do my best to help you."

Pan Yun: "It sounds good."

She tilted her head and seemed to be thinking very seriously.

Seeing this, Zhu Zixun became nervous and looked at her expectantly.

After a while, Pan Yun nodded in response to his expectation.

Zhu Zixun's eyes sparkled and a bright smile appeared on his face.

Pan Yun also smiled and stretched out his hand, saying, "You don't have to wait until later to repay me. You can repay me now with all you have. Just give me the sea chart where you hid your treasure."

The smile on Zhu Zixun's face froze, and after a long while he asked awkwardly, "You, what did you say?"

Pan Yun frowned, retracted his hand, and sighed in annoyance: "So I hate talking to idiots the most. I thought I was obvious enough. Do I need to explain it again?"

"Weren't you there as a witness when Song Bei and the gray-clad guards around him were being interrogated? I told you that only Song Bei could go to the island where the treasure was hidden, and he needed a sea chart to find the direction. So here comes the question, I stripped him naked, where is the sea chart?"

Pan Yun asked, "It can't be hidden in his cloth, right?"

Zhu Zixun: ...

Pan Yun extended his hand to him, "Brother, I have been very sincere. Now it is your turn to fulfill the promise you just made. Come on, help me with all your strength."

Zhu Zixun raised his head, his eyes flashed, he reached into his arms and took out a big purse, opened the purse in front of Pan Yun, and took out a package folded in a square and carefully wrapped in oil paper.

He walked towards Pan Yun, stopped three steps away from her, and slowly placed the oil paper bag in her palm.

Pan Jun took it and was about to retreat when Zhu Zixun grabbed the oil paper bag and looked at her with a sharp gaze and asked, "Is what Taoist Sanzhu said true? If I give you the things, will you really let me go?"

Pan Yun said sincerely: "Of course, this is not the first time we have done a deal, right?"

They were talking about the hostage exchange they had earlier.

Zhu Zixun then let go of his hand.

Pan Jun took the thing in his hand, then lowered his eyes to take a look. A palm force came instantly. Pan Jun didn't even raise his head, and instantly reached out with his left hand to pinch Zhu Zixun's neck. The next moment, he twisted his hand, and there was a click. Zhu Zixun's eyes widened, and the palm he had just slapped out stopped just in front of Pan Jun's heart, blocked by an invisible force.

Pan Yun then raised his eyes to look at him, smiling, "Master Zhu, I am sincere in making a deal with you, but you are not sincere."

The light in Zhu Zixun's eyes slowly disappeared. He seemed to have countless words to say, but it was too late.

The light in his eyes disappeared, his head tilted violently, and he completely lost consciousness.

Pan Jun let go of his hand, and Zhu Zixun fell to the ground with a bang. Due to the huge force, he bounced back twice.

Pan Xiaohei slid down from the tree and jumped to Pan Yun's side. He looked down at the corpse and said, "He died with his eyes open."

Pan Yun: "If I were beaten to death by him, I would die with regrets."

Pan Yun opened the oil paper package and was not surprised at all to see the neatly folded silver bills inside.

She counted the money in a good mood, "Being a pirate is really rich, eight hundred taels, hook the money bag here, let me see if there is anything left in it?"

Pan Xiaohei grabbed the purse and threw it to Pan Yun.

Pan Jun reached out to take it, opened it and saw a handful of silver change, a handful of copper coins, and eight small silver bills inside.

Most of them were small silver notes worth one or five taels.

Pan Yun stuffed all the money into the purse and threw it into the spiritual space.

Pan Xiaohei reminded her, "Do you want to take a look at the merit points recorded in the spirit realm? You just killed so many people, and the merit points you got from saving the souls of the vengeful spirits are almost used up. The golden bar that was just replenished has shrunk back to the beginning."

(End of this chapter)