The combat power of the Yin soldiers might be negligible, but their speed was more than sufficient, at least ensuring the safety of the fox demon and me.
However, what about Yaoyao herself? There were ten guns pointed at her, and Yaoyao couldn't possibly "transmit voice" to ten ghosts to sneak into position. To disarm the enemy's guns, she had to manifest physically, and becoming physical would expose her to gunfire. In such a confined space, the trajectories of the bullets were too concentrated. Even if Yaoyao remained unharmed, the villagers would inevitably be hit.
Perhaps for this reason, Yaoyao had not arranged for any Yin soldiers to sneak around her.
After the fox demon and I were provided with support and confirmed to be safe, Yaoyao suddenly sneered, "Song Shanhe, for all your lifelong reputation, look at who has come to your door!"
With that, Yaoyao released her grip on Song Shanhe's neck. Following Yaoyao's line of sight towards the door, Song Shanhe turned his head to look. Some of the Zi Qi experts also believed her and turned their heads.
But I was using my Qi observation technique and knew there was nothing there except for a small stray dog from the factory. Therefore, I didn't look and kept my gaze fixed on Yaoyao and Song Shanhe.
I noticed that the moment Song Shanhe turned his head, Yaoyao's hand, following the direction of Song Shanhe's turning neck, gave a gentle push. Immediately after, she leaped backward!
Simultaneously, Zhang Xiaomiao appeared, disarmed the guns of the two Zi Qi experts in front of me, grabbed me, and with a powerful leap, flew several meters away. This was nothing comparable to a roller coaster or a push on the back; perhaps a rocket's acceleration wasn't as great as Zhang Xiaomiao's. My vision went black, my mind went blank, and I felt as though the blood in my body had been forced to one side by inertia, leaving the other half paralyzed!
Before I could recover, Zhang Xiaomiao grabbed me again, changing direction, moving in a zigzag pattern.
I don't know if my eyeballs were engorged with blood or lacking it, but I couldn't see anything. However, my hearing remained somewhat intact. I could only hear the gunfire in the workshop, like popping beans!
Zhang Xiaomiao quickly brought me to a corner of the workshop and threw me behind a machine. As soon as I stabilized, the fox demon was also thrown over. Her physical condition was much better than mine, and she wasn't disoriented by the toss. She even had the strength to support me, preventing me from falling.
The world was spinning!
I endured the various discomforts within my body and, after a few seconds of recovery, my vision returned, and my hearing became clearer. However, the gunfire had ceased. I widened my eyes and looked at the battlefield through the gaps in the machine. I expected a gruesome scene, but I only saw two bodies lying on the ground.
One was Song Shanhe, and the other was Yaoyao!
I struggled to get up, but the fox demon held me back. At that moment, Yaoyao's voice transmission technique echoed in my mind again: "Song Shanhe is dead. Consider me dead too. While they are leaderless, go and negotiate quickly!"
"Did you hear that?" the fox demon asked me.
I nodded, "I heard, but she..."
"Hurry!" the fox demon urged, supporting me as we circled out from behind the machinery. As I turned, I glanced back and saw that the machine was riddled with bullet holes!
Seeing me emerge, the Zi Qi experts immediately turned their guns back towards me. The semi-transparent "Yin soldiers," led by Village Chief Brother, pointed their pitchforks at the experts. This was not a planned move from the script; they were acting on their own initiative. However, they dared not act too freely. Thus, apart from the few ghosts who had assisted me and the fox demon in escaping the battlefield at Yaoyao's telepathic command, the "Yin soldiers" from other factions did not move.
"Your leader is dead. Stop making pointless sacrifices!" I said with difficulty.
"He killed my elder brother! Kill him!" a voice shouted from inside the vehicle.
"You try it, and let's see who dies first!" I retorted fiercely. "Get back in there! If you dare show your head again, I'll blow it off!"
I didn't know which of Song Shanhe's brothers this was, but he clearly lacked Song Shanhe's boldness. Hearing my threat, he immediately retreated, no longer daring to emerge.
Song Wenzhi dared not come out either.
Song family's two uncles and one nephew were all hiding inside the vehicle. The Zi Qi expert leader who had spoken to me earlier, having no choice, stepped out to take charge of the situation.
"Your side lost one person, and our side lost one person. How about we call it a day here? What do you say, brother?" I offered a conciliatory gesture.
He was, after all, not the boss but an employee, at best an artifact. He glanced at the large contingent of Yin soldiers beside him and nodded slightly, "We can talk. However, the person we lost was the family head, while your side lost merely a maid. This might be..."