eurekapd Chapter 364: He brandished the kitchen knife like a madman.
Chapter 364: He brandished the kitchen knife like a madman.
Pei Yan looked down the steep slope and said resentfully, "That damned guy, he's really tough!"
Fang Xiaoxiao's gaze was firm as she said, "He can't escape. Let's keep chasing him!"
The two searched for a path down the valley's edge and soon found a relatively gentle slope, so they continued southward.
Along the way, braving the wind and sun, the two never stopped for a moment.
The third time, they chased him to a riverbank, where the Flower Monk was trying to cross on horseback. The river was swift, with waves surging. Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan finally reached the shore.
Pei Yan shouted, "Flowery Monk, today is your death day!"
The monk turned around, a ferocious smile on his face: "Trying to catch me? Not so easy!" With that, he slapped his horse's rump and forced it into the river.
Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan also jumped into the river without hesitation, trying to get closer to the Flower Monk. However, the force of the river was extremely strong, which greatly hindered their movements.
The monk's horse suddenly stumbled in the river, throwing him into the water. Fang Xiao was overjoyed, thinking she could finally capture him this time.
Unexpectedly, the Flower Monk struggled desperately in the water and managed to grab onto a floating piece of wood. With the help of the current, he was swept to the other side.
After getting ashore, he continued to flee, scrambling and crawling.
After Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan got ashore, they watched the departing figure of the Flower Monk, their hearts filled with resentment.
Pei Yan said, panting heavily, "That flowery monk always manages to escape; it's really strange!"
Fang Xiaoxiao wiped the water droplets from her face and said, "No matter what, we can't give up. We must bring him to justice!"
After regrouping, the two continued their southward journey in pursuit of the Flower Monk.
It was this decision that led them to Dianchi County.
Dianchi County was bustling with activity, with streets teeming with pedestrians and vendors calling out their wares.
But Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan had no interest in appreciating the bustling scene; their minds were entirely on the Flower Monk.
Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan first found an inn, intending to rest for a while and inquire about information.
Fang Xiaoxiao walked into the inn and asked the innkeeper, "Innkeeper, have you seen a burly man with a bald head, a face full of scars, and injuries on his body recently?"
The innkeeper shook his head and said, "Miss, my inn is always busy with people coming and going, I haven't noticed the person you're talking about."
Fang Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, turned around and walked out of the inn.
Pei Yan asked an old woman selling vegetables on the street, "Grandma, have you seen a big, injured man pass by?"
The old woman thought for a moment and replied, "I didn't see it, young man."
The two inquired everywhere, but repeatedly ran into obstacles.
Fang Xiaoxiao stood on the street, looking at the bustling crowd, and secretly vowed in her heart: Flower Monk, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will definitely catch you!
After some time, they overheard some useful clues in a tavern.
A drunkard said, "I think I saw a big, injured man heading towards the woods to the south."
Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan exchanged a glance, their eyes rekindling with hope, and immediately headed towards the woods to the south.
They searched the woods carefully, leaving no stone unturned.
The woods were unusually quiet at this time, with only the occasional chirping of birds.
Fang Xiao was walking cautiously when she suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from ahead.
She gestured for Pei Yan to be quiet, and the two quietly approached each other.
A figure was seen hiding behind a large tree; it was the Flower Monk.
Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan finally found him. This time, they would never let him escape again.
Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan quietly approached the figure, their hearts filled with anticipation at the prospect of capturing the Flower Monk. They pounced forward with the speed of cheetahs, pinning the man to the ground.
"You wicked monk, you can't escape now!" Fang Xiaoxiao shouted angrily.
However, when they forcibly turned the person around, they were shocked to find that the person's face was exactly the same as the Flower Monk, but his eyes did not have the Flower Monk's ruthlessness and cunning at all, but were instead filled with fear and confusion.
Moreover, when Fang Xiaoxiao tentatively loosened her grip slightly, the man simply collapsed to the ground, showing no intention of resisting, clearly indicating that he had no martial arts skills whatsoever.
Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan exchanged a glance, filled with suspicion.
"Who are you? Why do you look so much like the Flower Monk?"
Pei Yan frowned, his gaze sharp as he stared intently at the person before him.
The man trembled violently, his voice shaking as he replied, "I...I am called Mad Monk, the elder brother of Flower Monk."
Fang Xiaoxiao frowned deeply: "You said you're his older brother? Then why are you here?"
The mad monk's eyes were instantly filled with endless pain and hatred, and tears flowed freely like a burst dam.
His facial muscles contorted, and his lips trembled uncontrollably: "I'm looking for that heartless beast, and I'm going to kill him with my own hands!"
Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan were both shocked upon hearing this, exchanging a look of astonishment.
The mad monk took a deep breath, as if drawing strength from the endless abyss of pain, in order to recount that horrific past.
“We originally had a warm and harmonious family, with loving parents and close-knit brothers.”
However, that scoundrel monk Hua, from some point onwards, started associating with a group of shady characters and picking up all sorts of bad habits.
He began frequently stealing money from his family to gamble and drink heavily.
His parents tried to persuade him many times with good intentions, but he not only ignored them, but also spoke ill of them, his ferocious face as if possessed by a demon.
One day, he lost all his money gambling and returned home drunk, asking his parents for more money.
The parents were truly penniless and couldn't afford a single penny.
He actually... he actually beat my parents! I rushed to stop him, but he beat me so badly that I fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
Later, he heard from somewhere that his family possessed a priceless heirloom.
One dark night, he got completely drunk and staggered home, forcing his parents to hand over the family heirloom.
His parents firmly refused, and he... he seemed to have completely lost his humanity, rushing into the kitchen and grabbing the sharp cleaver..."
At this point, the mad monk's voice choked with emotion, and he could barely form a sentence. His body trembled violently, as if he had returned to that terrifying moment.
He paused for a long time, panting heavily, and then said, "He was like a madman, wielding a kitchen knife and ruthlessly hacking at his parents."
I witnessed them fall in pools of blood, while I was beaten so badly that I was powerless to fight back and could only watch helplessly as it all happened... That bloody scene, like a nightmare, haunts my mind day and night, and I can't shake it off.
From that moment on, I vowed that even if it cost me my life, I would find him and avenge my parents!