The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

222: Chapter 222 The Madman Tian ChunmingOutside Xiaohe Village.

Inside a dilapidated guard shack.

Xu Jingyun was still tied up tightly and thrown onto the cold kang.

A short-haired woman in her thirties was skillfully bandaging Tian Chunming’s arms.

Tian Chunming expressionlessly crushed the phone he had just used to make a call. After glancing at Xu Jingyun, he said to the short-haired woman: ”Keep a close eye on her. This woman is a martial artist, and her strength is greater than yours. Don’t let things go wrong.”

The short-haired woman nodded gently: ”Master, I will be careful.”

”Drive out for a spin. Drive toward Zhongyue for an hour, then turn back. Help me divert their attention.”

”Master, will you be alright on your own?”

”Heh, even without arms, I can easily crush the vast majority of people, not to mention I have other methods.”

”Be careful, Master.”

”Go. Take the clothes I changed out of with you.”

”Yes.”

”But don’t keep them with you the whole time. Burn them once you reach a remote area.”

”Yes.”

”Han Jingyang will most likely call the police. If you run into police questioning, don’t panic. Remember the identity I created for you.”

”Yes.”

”Return before 2:30.”

”Yes.”

”Go.”

The short-haired woman drove away.

Tian Chunming glanced at Xu Jingyun again, then sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, closing his eyes to cultivate.

However, the loss of his arms made it completely impossible for Tian Chunming to concentrate. Although the short-haired woman’s bandaging technique was excellent and she had used medicine, it was impossible for a normal person who had just lost their arms, no matter how powerful, to completely ignore the various impacts of such a physical disability.

Therefore, Tian Chunming became increasingly agitated, and his expression grew more and more ferocious. He twisted left and right while sitting cross-legged, his movements becoming larger and larger, as if he were sitting on a bed of needles, and as if he were a wild beast trapped on a prayer mat.

Just then, Xu Jingyun, who was still covered in blood, struggled. She suddenly straightened her bound feet and kicked the wall.

The guard shack was a simple structure built by farmers who used to manage greenhouses for night watch. It wasn’t large, and the walls weren’t very thick. With Xu Jingyun’s kick, the little shack shook.

The agitated Tian Chunming whipped his head around, his blood-red eyes staring viciously at Xu Jingyun.

Xu Jingyun’s body instantly went rigid.

Tian Chunming took several deep breaths before slowly turning his head back. At the same time, he said hatefully: ”Don’t challenge my patience. You still have a little use right now. If you push me too far, I’ll dismember you right now!”

A few minutes later, just as Tian Chunming had found a bit of focus, he heard another ”thud.”

A large amount of dust fell from the roof, covering Tian Chunming’s head.

Tian Chunming was furious. He leaped up and kicked Xu Jingyun in the lower abdomen.

”Pfft—” Xu Jingyun spat out a mouthful of blood and instantly curled up, convulsing.

Tian Chunming still wasn’t satisfied. He flew onto the kang, stepped on Xu Jingyun’s stomach, leaned over, and asked hatefully: ”Can you just be quiet for a damn minute? Huh? Quiet—do you know what ’quiet’ means? I’m asking you—can you be quiet?”

As he spoke, he suddenly lowered his head and slammed a solid headbutt into Xu Jingyun’s head.

Xu Jingyun immediately stopped moving, her body going limp.

Yet Tian Chunming seemed not to notice, frantically roaring in a low voice at Xu Jingyun: ”Be quiet! Is being quiet that hard? Huh? Are you in such a rush to die?”

”Bang—”

”Do you know what manners are? Didn’t your father teach you? Don’t make noise when others are meditating!”

”Fuck, those who hang out with Han Jingyang are truly no good!”

”Ahhhhhh—”

”You little Han bastard, just wait for your grandpa. Once my injuries heal, the first thing I’ll do is catch all your women and toy with them for three days and three nights.”

”I’m going to livestream it for you, let you watch them get broken and killed by me one by one!”

Tian Chunming became increasingly insane. Veins popped out on his forehead, his eyes were blood-red, and he had completely fallen into a state of madness.

Clearly, the loss of his arms was a massive blow to Tian Chunming.

Just at this moment, Xu Jingyun, who had been unconscious and tightly bound, suddenly had a fruit knife less than ten centimeters long in her hand and thrust it fiercely toward Tian Chunming’s chest.

In his state of madness, Tian Chunming subconsciously extended his arms to block, his reaction undoubtedly swift.

However, the sharp little knife still accurately plunged into Tian Chunming’s chest.

Tian Chunming, having just lost his arms, had not yet grown accustomed to life without them. How could his remaining arm stumps block Xu Jingyun’s long-prepared strike?

Tian Chunming looked down at the fruit knife in his chest, attempting to pull it out with his remaining upper arms. However, he was always just a little bit off, only barely able to touch it. Not only could he not grip it, but he actually caused the fruit knife to move even more.

Having succeeded with her strike, Xu Jingyun stumbled off the edge of the kang. Spitting blood, she staggered as she rushed out of the shack and sprinted toward the main road.

On the main road. Shi Xiaoya was driving. Xu Xin was in the passenger seat. Han Jingyang and Liu Jing were in the back.

Han Jingyang was fiddling with the copper token in his hand, activating the ”Tracking” attribute again and again.

However, there was still no response. It was as if Xu Jingyun had completely vanished from this world.

Xu Xin looked back again. Although he didn’t speak, the look of hope in his eyes couldn’t have been more obvious.

Instead, Shi Xiaoya asked while driving: ”Boss, which direction should I drive?”

Han Jingyang thought for a moment: ”Let’s circle around Xiaohe Village first, try our luck...”

Before he could finish the word ”luck,” he saw a stream of blue Qi suddenly emerge from the copper token and rapidly condense into a large arrow.

”There’s a reaction. It’s in the southwest direction.”

”Turn around, turn around.”

”Take the other road.”

”Forward, keep going forward.”

”Hurry.”

”Turn, the intersection right up ahead, turn in there!”

Han Jingyang pointed the way, Shi Xiaoya drove, and Liu Jing and Xu Xin nervously stuck their heads out, trying hard to look in the direction Han Jingyang indicated.

After driving for a full ten minutes or so, Xu Xin suddenly roared like a tiger: ”Xiao Yun—”

Shi Xiaoya said calmly: ”I see her too. She’s lying on the side of the road.”

Xu Xin jumped out before the car had even come to a complete stop, rushing frantically toward Xu Jingyun, who was lying on the roadside. He scooped her up and checked her carotid pulse, then suddenly screamed frantically at Han Jingyang: ”She’s still alive! Little brother, save her, I beg you...”

As he spoke, he prepared to kneel to Han Jingyang. Liu Jing immediately stopped him.

Han Jingyang said nothing. He took out the Sun Simiao Tiger-Taming Picture jar, held it in his hands, struck a few poses, and then gave a low shout: ”Heal as Before.”

The phantom of Sun Simiao condensed once again.

The remaining blue Qi in the large jar silently merged into Xu Jingyun’s body.

A few seconds later, Xu Jingyun’s swollen head recovered its original smoothness and clarity at a speed visible to the naked eye. The various large and small wounds healed directly, without leaving even a trace of a scar. She looked exactly as she had before.

The injuries to her internal organs were no exception. The skill’s effect was just that powerful and miraculous.

Ten seconds later. Xu Jingyun slowly opened her eyes. She saw her father, Xu Xin, saw Liu Jing and Shi Xiaoya, and finally, her gaze landed on Han Jingyang, affectionate and focused.

At this moment, there was no room for anyone else in Xu Jingyun’s eyes.

Shi Xiaoya blinked, coughed, and asked: ”Sister, where is Tian Chunming?”