SFS Chapter 681 Song Ting's Plan Failed
Chapter 681 Song Ting's Plan Failed
In Lin Nuoer's world, a sudden change was like a thunderstorm on a summer afternoon, without any warning but with great force.
For Song Ting and Lin Qingzhou, who were dozens of miles away, this "rain" was like an irrelevant cloud passing by the sky.
They were still there leisurely planning the next "Raiders of the Lost Ark".
Song Ting said goodbye to the mess at Lin Nuo'er's place, and headed straight for the secret meeting place with Lin Qingzhou, the "Fengyunhui" teahouse.
This teahouse has a grand name, but it is actually an information exchange station. Heroes from all walks of life often meet here to exchange gossip or plot some ulterior motives.
Of course, these are all known to people in the underworld, but for people like Lin Nuoer who don't travel around the underworld, they naturally don't know.
"Hey, Brother Qingzhou, I've been waiting for a long time!"
As soon as Song Ting walked in, his voice was so loud that it could blow the roof off. Lin Qingzhou, who was leisurely sipping tea, was so scared that he almost spit out the Longjing tea he had just taken a sip of.
"Brother Ting, you are making such a big noise, are you afraid that others don't know about our conspiracy?"
Lin Qingzhou joked as he wiped the tea stains from the corners of his mouth.
Song Ting chuckled and sat down nonchalantly.
"Isn't this exciting? Our grand plan is about to take a crucial step - get rid of you, oh no, get rid of the one who's blocking the way, and then your Shadow God Army will be under my command... oh no, under our joint command!"
Having said this, Song Ting suddenly realized the ambiguity in his words and quickly changed his words, causing Lin Qingzhou to burst into laughter.
"You guys, you always speak so directly and humorously. But seriously, are all the plans arranged?"
Lin Qingzhou restrained his smile and asked seriously.
"Of course. I have calculated every step more accurately than the accountant. Let us do this..."
Song Ting lowered his voice and described their "flawless" plan in detail.
From how to create chaos, to how to take advantage of the chaos, to how to get out of it safely, every step was full of drama and imagination. Lin Qingzhou nodded repeatedly, occasionally saying, "This is a great idea!"
Just as the two were immersed in the dream of becoming the "new upstarts of the martial arts world", a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds suddenly came from outside the teahouse.
Then, a dusty spy rushed in, shouting breathlessly.
"Report... Report! There's something wrong with Lin Nuo'er!"
"What? Lin Nuoer? Isn't she..." Song Ting and Lin Qingzhou looked at each other, confused.
"The details are unknown, but I heard that not only is she not dead, but she seems to be blessed by some mysterious power. She is looking for us all over the city with a group of new 'little brothers'!"
After the spy finished speaking, the room fell into an eerie silence.
"This... this twist is faster than a storyteller!"
Song Ting finally found his voice, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Lin Qingzhou slapped his thigh and almost choked with laughter.
"Haha, it looks like our sister is going to come and present us with the 'award' in person! This is great, we have to change our plan to 'how to continue our great cause under Lin Nuo's nose'!"
After all, what they were planning could not be known to their sister to avoid leaking secrets.
Just when Song Ting and Lin Qingzhou were going further and further on the road of "escape + counterattack" and were almost about to regard themselves as wandering knights, the god of fate seemed to finally decide to throw them a life-saving straw.
On this day, the two men hid in a remote cave, sitting around a campfire and discussing how to make a "Manhan Banquet" with a branch and a stone.
Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the cave.
"Oh no, is Nuoer here again?"
Song Ting was so scared that he almost threw away the "tableware" (actually a branch) in his hand.
Lin Qingzhou grabbed him and said, "Don't worry, listen to the voices, it seems there is more than one person."
As soon as he finished speaking, several sweaty heads popped in from the cave entrance. Leading the group was a young man who was simply dressed but had a determined look in his eyes, and behind him were several other people dressed in the same way.
"Excuse me, is this the hiding place of the two heroes Song Ting and Lin Qingzhou?"
The young man asked, bowing, with a hint of respect in his tone.
Song Ting and Lin Qingzhou looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
"We? Hero? Are you sure you got the right person?"
The young man smiled slightly, took out a sealed letter from his arms and handed it to Lin Qingzhou.
"This is what my master asked me to teach you personally. After you read it, you will understand everything."
Song Ting opened the letter doubtfully, only to see that it was written in vigorous handwriting.
"My son, I am writing to you. I heard recently that when you were with Nuo'er's husband, you avoided Nuo'er. Now your father orders you to take the opportunity to stay away from Song Ting and reunite with Nuo'er. She will tell you the truth. I hope you can complete the task assigned by your father as soon as possible."
After reading the letter, Lin Qingzhou stood there in a daze, not reacting for a long time.
"What's in the letter?" Song Ting asked, but his hand naturally reached out to take the letter from Lin Qingzhou's hand.
Lin Qingzhou came back to his senses from the letter and snatched it away.
"Oh, nothing. My father said he left some things with Noel. If we want to accomplish anything, we should go and meet up with Noel first."
Lin Qingzhou spoke evasively, but Song Ting saw it all.
Song Ting clearly followed the emperor's order to carry out that "secret mission".
Oh no, he wanted to kill Lin Nuoer, but Lin Nuoer not only did not die, but also turned into the leader of the emperor's shadow guards, chasing him around the world with a group of black-clad masters.
No matter how I think about this, it seems like something is not right.
Could it be that all this was a trap set by that damn emperor?
Just as Song Ting fell into a vortex of self-doubt, Lin Qingzhou suddenly patted him on the shoulder and said mysteriously.
"Brother, I think we need to find a place to hide first, and then think of a solution. Maybe Noer has more than just my dad's secret weapon!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Song Ting decided not to worry about the authenticity of the letter, but to kill Lin Qingzhou as soon as possible and get the Shadow God Army in his hands.
So, Song Ting pretended to find out the truth and acted separately from Lin Qingzhou.
Lin Qingzhou let out a long sigh.
He decided to try his luck under the old locust tree mentioned in the letter.
This old locust tree is said to have a history of hundreds of years. Its trunk is thick enough to hide several young men like them, and its branches and leaves are lush enough to block out half of the sky. It is a good place to hide or meet.
"Could Noel be waiting for us in the tree?"
As Lin Qingzhou walked, he looked up at the old locust tree that blocked out the sun, his eyes filled with anticipation and a hint of inexplicable fear.
He talked to himself and laughed, and before he knew it he had arrived under the old locust tree.
Looking around, except for the occasional bird chirping, everything was normal. There was no sign of Lin Nuoer, nor were there any pursuers from the Emperor.
"It seems that we have to take the initiative."
Lin Qingzhou rubbed his hands, looking ready to do something big.
Just when he was confused, a gust of wind blew, and the branches of the old locust tree swayed gently, as if conveying some message to them.
Suddenly, a black shadow flew down from the tree, with a knife pointing directly at Lin Qingzhou's neck.
At the critical moment, a dart opened the knife and saved Lin Qingzhou's life.
The black shadow turned his head and saw that it was Lin Nuoer and the Dog Emperor's shadow guard.
The black shadow jumped a few times and disappeared from the sight of the group of people.
In a deserted place, he tore off his mask and spat.
"The assassination attempt on Lin Qingzhou has failed again! He has already met with Lin Nuoer. This avenue is now doomed."
If Lin Nuoer and Lin Qingzhou were here, they would definitely be very familiar with this person.