Chapter 314: Action Show
Lan Lie pointed at Thirteen and commanded the guards. He saw that Nineteen had escaped, and he didn't plan to chase him to death. Her kung fu is even better than Thirteen, and it is difficult to catch up. What's more, what Lan Lietian wants is intelligence, and Nineteen's actions show that she is doing what Thirteen tells her to do, and she will not have more information than Thirteen.
Lan Lietian had heard of Xian Pavilion for a long time, but he had never fought against him. Since retiring from the court, he has become lazy and avoids all kinds of incidents. Because he knows it clearly: the tree is a big wind. Even though the Holy One is his closest brother today, he must be cautious in his actions lest he be suspicious. Luo Qifeng is a talent, if he is willing to adopt his heart, it is still somewhat useful, and if he makes his own claims like this, he will only cause trouble for himself, and he will naturally not be able to keep it.
But prudence does not mean being a bully, and laziness does not mean being incompetent. The imperial court rarely interferes in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but the dare to come to the door of the idle pavilion certainly can't disappoint them. He didn't plan to keep Rocky Peak to cause trouble, nor did he plan to give it away for nothing. Just take this opportunity to see the legendary idle pavilion, and by the way, tell them: It is not so easy to take the head from his Lan Lietian hand.
When the guards heard Lan Lietian's order, they immediately dealt with the dead soldiers who were entangled around them and forced them towards Thirteen. Before the assassination operation, Thirteen made some preparations just in case, and the situation was critical at this time, which came in handy. He bit the pill in his mouth, and under the cover of the dead soldiers around him, he retreated in the chosen direction. Pinching the moment when the wind rose, he quickly pulled out a bag of things and threw them at the approaching guard, which was split open by the guard. The gray powder suddenly dispersed with the wind, obscuring the sight of the guards with a sweet smell.
Lan Lietian sensed that something was wrong, and shouted from afar: "Disperse!" β
However, it was too late. Thirteen took the antidote in advance, and deliberately chose to scatter the drug in the upwind direction, and the fog had spread rapidly by the wind. The guards closest to him were defenseless, inhaled the fog and began to stumble. Thirteen easily chopped down two, opening the gap in the encirclement. By the time the fog cleared, he was long gone.
The two dead soldiers who didn't have time to leave, seeing that Thirteen had successfully escaped, no longer resisted, and directly chose to commit suicide. They don't have particularly outstanding abilities, and they are another kind of character cultivated by the idle pavilion: they usually hide their identities and are responsible for finding out intelligence; When carrying out assassination missions, he is responsible for covering for the numbered elites. When escape fails, death is their best destination.
-- If you fall into the hands of the enemy, you will never have good fruit to eat.
Lan Lietian frowned, making sure that he couldn't find any useful information from their corpses before leaving with a gloomy face.
As for the girl surnamed Yin, she was frightened by a series of changes. Lan Lie sent someone to ask her carefully, but she didn't even know the name of the intelligence person, so she was used in a daze.
In this fight, a total of eight corpses were left in the idle pavilion; Four guards were killed and seven wounded. Barely each has its own merits, and no one has taken much advantage. In addition, after Miss Yin's identification, among the corpses left by Xian Ge, one of them was a young man in his twenties, who was the intelligence person who contacted her.
Nineteen shook off his followers and waited for a long time at the agreed place to see Thirteen. His clothes were stained with blood, and he had large and small wounds on his body, but the bleeding had simply stopped, and before he had time to bandage, he was full of hideous flesh. Fortunately, there was no damage to bones or tendons. Nineteen hurriedly drugged him. She was puzzled: "You already knew that Dingguo Hou was very powerful, right?" Why don't you let me stay and help you? β
Thirteen patted her hand and comforted, "I can handle this kind of Cheng dΓΉ." β
Knowing the danger and letting her stay, how could he be willing to do it?
Nineteen is silent. Mrs. Thirteen knew her and knew that she had something to say, so she took the initiative to ask her, "What happened?" β
Nineteen tilted his head, slightly distressed: "When I left, Dingguo Hou kept staring at me. β
Thirteen recounted the scene again, made sure that nothing was wrong, and then comforted her: "Don't worry, you cover your face." What's more, the Marquis of Dingguo has never seen you, so it is impossible to find anything. β
"Oh." Nineteen then stopped thinking about it, "You can rest." I'll contact the people of Eagle Hall to get the red pill first, and I'll go back to the pavilion tomorrow to resume my life. β
Thirteen looked tired. The Su family is no longer safe, and he has not yet found a safe way, so he can only let her continue to take the red pill and obey the idle pavilion. Nineteen blinked, she didn't know Thirteen's thoughts, thinking that he was tired just because of excessive blood loss: "The wound hurts? β
Thirteen shook his head: "Remember the contact code, right?" "She's not hurt, and the contact location is very close, so it's okay to go alone.
"Yes."
"Then I'll go to sleep. Be careful yourself, come back after taking the medicine, don't bother anyone on the way, and call me when you come back for something. β
"Okay."
On the second day, Thirteen slept until nearly noon and woke up, and when Nineteen saw that his face was still pale, he couldn't help but worry: "Let's go back two days later, you need to rest." β
"It's okay, I'll hold on. For this mission, the pavilion master only gave twenty days, and if he was two days late, he would be punished if he went back after the deadline. β
Nineteen didn't insist, thought for a while and said, "Then I'll go out and hire a carriage, and you can lie down for a while." β
"You're not good at these things, so I'd better go."
Nineteen is not worried: "I will accompany you." β
It was rare for her to take the initiative to ask, and Thirteen smiled and agreed: "Okay." β
They dressed up as ordinary people, hired horse-drawn carriages at the market, and agreed on the time and place of departure. Nineteen took Thirteen's hand and followed quietly. His palms have always been slightly cold, but today because of his weak body, the temperature is slightly lower than usual, and Nineteen is worried, and he follows him inch by inch, for fear that something will happen again. Thirteen sensed her tense nerves, knew that she was worried about herself, and his heart warmed, and he smiled and comforted her: "Relax, there are ordinary people around." β
Nineteen nodded, still following suit. Thirteen walked slowly along the street, preparing dry food for the road, snacks and gadgets for Nineteen to pass the time. I heard a girl passing by say that a new dim sum shop has opened on the set, and the snow crisp there is a must. Before the time of appointment with the coachman, he intended to buy snow crisp for Nineteen to taste, so he walked along the road.
Nineteen didn't understand why Thirteen was wandering around and what he was doing. But whatever he handed her, she obediently followed, but her mind was not at all on what she was doing.
"Dingguohou. Thirty paces behind you. She suddenly leaned into Thirteen's ear and whispered. The man was mixed in with the crowd, his eyebrows were a little depressed, he did not wear any ornaments to mark his identity, he was dressed in fine brocade clothes, his left hand behind his back, his right hand hanging down at his side, and paced leisurely. The guards also wore the clothes of ordinary people, and followed from far and near.
Thirteen was calm and calm, and lowered his voice to reassure her: "Don't be nervous, he doesn't know us." β
"He hurt you." Nineteen stubbornly poked his head out and stared firmly at the Marquis of Dingguo. Her hand was already tucked into her sleeve, and she felt the blade. In her simple thinking, the person who hurts thirteen is the one who cannot be forgiven.
Dingguo Marquis Lan Lietian was extremely vigilant, and soon noticed her gaze, and suddenly looked here, facing Shang Nineteen's eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned: such clear eyes, with a clear light like glass, as if the whole world was in her eyes, and like a girl who didn't know who it was. Before she had time to think about it, the man in front of her had already reached out and gently pulled her face, leaving him with only a silhouette.
Thirteen forced Nineteen to retract his gaze and earnestly advised: "Don't do anything to the Marquis of Dingguo." We can't beat him. "Lan Lie is the marquis, he looks leisurely, but in fact, he doesn't know how many people protect him, and when he attacks him on the street, it is tantamount to asking for his own death.
This person, smart and sensitive, athletic, and well-off, is a natural powerhouse, and is also a legend of the Great Apocalypse. Until the moment of necessity, I believe that no one wants to be an enemy of him.
Nineteen stubbornly repeated: "He hurt you." β
"Because I moved his person first, it's natural that I'll be angry, right?"
"Rocky Peak? I was the one who killed him. β
"The Marquis of Dingguo didn't see you."
The concept of Nineteen does not contain the terms "mastermind" and "accomplice", and Thirteen does not intend to explain it. He picked up the hair on the sideburns of nineteen, pinned her back behind her ears, and looked at the eyes of the people around him, like a lover.
Lan Lietian saw this scene from afar, sighed in his heart, and then withdrew his gaze: What a beautiful girl, but it's a pity that there is a master. People covet beautiful things, and it is not his hobby to take advantage of others. He used to look up at Yi QiΔ in a lofty posture, and felt disdainful of taking away people's favors. This is his pride as a strong man.
In yesterday's assassination incident, the mastermind escaped, the accomplice committed suicide, and the contact person was dead, and all the clues were cut off, which made Lan Lietian feel very bad, so he came out to relax. Thirteen and a half hugged nineteen, intentionally or unintentionally covering Lan Lie's gaze towards her, and passed him. He stared at Thirteen's back, and frowned again at the sight of his slightly sluggish footsteps.
The guard in civilian clothes next to him didn't know what he was thinking, so he half-bowed up and asked for instructions: "Master? β
"If you don't show the slightest flaw in your actions, you must be a good hand, but you are vain and have just been seriously injured." Lan Lie's gaze was glued to Thirteen's back, thoughtful.
"Do you want to keep an eye on it?" The guard's expression was solemn.
Lan Lie pondered for a moment, then turned to leave: "No need. "He's not a person who pesters endlessly, not to mention his current status, don't do a lot of things.
And since that person has such good kung fu, he will definitely not let the person in his arms suffer the slightest grievance. He thought. Only people who are carefully cared for everywhere can have such clear eyes.
By the end of June, in the old shop of the Su family in Yangzhou, Su Wan finally waited for thirteen.
He was a full month later than the agreed time. After the task of Luo Qi Feng was completed, he hurried back to the pavilion from the capital, and was able to return to his life on the last day of the allotted day. Although the injuries on his body have been cared for and will not deteriorate, he has no time to recuperate all the way, and he has not improved at all, and he is extremely tired. The Su family was selected by him back then, and the brothers and sisters of the Su family were all trustworthy people, so they didn't have to worry about breaking the contract, so he stayed in the pavilion to rest for half a month. When he found the opportunity to come to Yangzhou again, it was already a month later.
On this day, when Su Wan returned from going out, the shopkeeper Wang told her that a young man was looking for her and was sent away by him. Before leaving, the young man asked him to tell Su Wan that he would come back tomorrow to pick up the agreed things.
"What kind of person is it?" She asked.
"About twenty years old, dressed in a short shirt, his eyes are a little scary, and his expression is cold, like a big man in charge of the house."
"Do you have big eyes, a low voice, half a head taller than me, and a thin body?" Su Wan asked with a gesture in the appearance of thirteen.
Shopkeeper Wang nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, do you know the owner?" It turns out that I am not looking for trouble, but I do have an appointment with you? β
Su Wan pulled out a little smile: "He is the benefactor of our Su family." β
He's finally here. Su Wan thought in a complicated mood, not knowing whether to be happy or sad. Because he's here to say goodbye. After this time, I guess I won't see you again, right?
The next day, Su Wan arrived at the store early and waited. When Thirteen came in, he didn't hide from the eyes and ears of the others anymore - there was no need. In the future, he doesn't plan to have any more intersections with the Su family.
Su Wan sat behind the counter in the outer hall, and when she saw him come in, she hurriedly got up to greet him, and deliberately made the appearance of facing ordinary guests: "The goods you want are ready, let's talk inside." Thirteen nodded, and followed her into the inner hall.
She took out an agarwood box and handed it to him, and she didn't know where to start what she wanted to say, her mind was tactful, and her face was silent.
Thirteen's expression was faint, and he lowered his head and opened the wooden box. In addition to the 3,000 taels of silver tickets, there are also two house deeds: one in Lin'an and one in Bianjing. He took it out suspiciously: "What is this?" β
Su Wan explained: "The two old houses I bought a few days ago are in the suburbs, and the surroundings are very quiet. In the past few years, you have helped us a lot, which can be regarded as interest. Don't worry, my brother didn't know about this at all, and I never came forward, and no one knew that they had anything to do with the Su family. "As for the difficulties in the turnover of funds in the shop's account in recent months, there is no need to mention it to him.
Thirteen thought about it, took out the silver ticket, put the title deed and the green bamboo hairpin into the box, closed the lid and handed it back to Su Wan: "No need. "Since we are going to part ways and break off contact from now on, we might as well break it off completely.
Su Wan didn't expect him to refuse, and when she saw this, she couldn't help but be stunned, and forgot to reach out to pick it up.
Thirteen waited for a moment, and seeing that she was still stunned, he turned his hand and put the box on the table next to him: "Farewell." With that, he turned around and wanted to leave. Su Wan suddenly reacted and hurriedly stopped: "Wait! β
She deliberately dressed up today, her soft hair was hairpinned up with butterfly hairpins, her eyebrows were delicately depicted, her lips were lightly touched, her pink delicacy was thin, and her lotus skirt outlined her slender figure, but she ignored it in his eyes. "You're not coming back, are you?" She asked softly.
"Hmm."
"Listen to my brother, do you have someone you like? She must be beautiful. β
Thinking of Nineteen, Thirteen showed a soft expression: "She is the most beautiful girl in the world." "He would do anything for her.
Hearing his words, Su Wan's heart became even more sad, and her eyes were full of astringency. She tried her best to restrain her feelings, and a thousand words were blocked in her heart, and she didn't know where to start. But she was a sensitive girl, and quickly picked up the agarwood box,
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