Chapter Forty-Six: The Woodcutter Who Wants His Life

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I took the water bladder from Xie Qiaofu's hand, and then asked him casually, "When I was in a coma just now, did I scream with exhaustion and scare you, Brother Xie?" “

"No, girl, you didn't shout just now."

The woodcutter, surnamed Xie, denied my claim without hesitation, but I had just woken up to the cries of pain and indignation. It seems that this man was certainly not the one who carried me from the water's edge to the woods.

Earlier, I pretended to faint, and took the opportunity to grab Xie Qiaofu's hand, although he had a callus on his hand, but it was not a calloon sharpened by holding a woodcutter all year round, and his hands were not rough, at first glance he was not a person who did farm work, and the clothes on his body were too new, how could a person who lived so poor that he needed to chop wood to make a living, how could he be willing to wear such new clothes to come to chop wood.

This real surname is not necessarily the woodcutter surnamed Xie, why are you lying to me?

I went out with a burden, just now because I fell from the cliff, I have been washed away by the current, and the clothes on my body are also very simple kudzu cloth short brown, and they are old clothes, which are not worth a few dollars at all, so he is not for robbery.

However, I don't think he coveted my beauty either. Since he approached me in disguise and disguised himself as a woodcutter, he must have wanted to paralyze me, which shows that he approached me with a purpose, and it also shows that he knows who I am, and it is because he knows my identity that he approaches me.

The nunchucks were lost, I didn't have a weapon in my hand, I just touched Xie Qiaofu's hand, and I knew that he was a martial arts practitioner, and I didn't know if I could subdue him with my ability.

If it had been before, I would have been absolutely sure, because I believed that with my superior motor nerves, I should be able to get rid of him by running through the woods.

However, with my current body, I have no confidence. Moreover, I have just experienced falling off a cliff and falling into the water, and now my body not only has not recovered, but also has symptoms of wind and cold, and with my current appearance, I guess I can't beat this woodcutter with a different purpose in front of me.

What to do?

It seems that it can only be outwitted.

I picked up the water bladder, pretended to drink water, and then glanced at the woodcutter, pinning a woodcutter to his waist.

I pretended to finish drinking the water, and when I saw a flash of joy in Xie Qiaofu's eyes, it was the ease and happiness of the time when the purpose was successful. I guess the kettle is probably drugged, and I really want to be foolproof.

However, this just gave the old lady the opportunity to show her acting skills.

The water bladder slipped from my hand, I raised my hand, put it on my forehead, and muttered with a swaying body: "What's wrong with me, my head has become so heavy and groggy, isn't it because I fell into the water and caught a cold?" “

What I said was ambiguous, if Xie Qiaofu hadn't drugged in the water, I could have fallen into the water as an excuse to dispel his doubts, and it could be regarded as paving a way back for myself.

However, Xie Qiaofu's happy expression betrayed his purpose, and I laughed secretly in my heart, this kind of pediatric trick still wants to deceive the old lady. With the old lady's ability, as long as you don't meet a person with demon-like perverted abilities like Yun Youzi, you can definitely walk the rivers and lakes safely and freely.

When Xie Qiaofu saw that I looked like I was about to faint, he pretended to be kind enough to approach me, stretched out his hand to hold my arm, and asked me to sit down against the tree.

I held my forehead and peeked through between my fingers to observe Xie Qiaofu. I saw him turn his head to look in the direction of the left and right, and then his hand quietly touched his waist.

This is going to be done, but the old lady has already prepared, and she has to start first.

When Xie Qiaofu bent down, I had already looked at the machete pinned to his waist, and with a lightning strike, I pinched the back of the knife, and then pushed the machete horizontally, and the sharp blade immediately slashed Xie Qiaofu's thigh.

With a terrible scream, Xie Woodcutter fell to his knees and looked at his bleeding thighs in disbelief.

A few bright red beads of blood slipped down from the sharp woodcutter, this woodcutter that had never cut a tree and had an extremely sharp blade really helped me a lot.

Xie Qiaofu's thigh knife wound was deep and bone-seeing, and the blood flowed non-stop, and it is estimated that the artery was cut by me. Don't blame me for being too ruthless, if he didn't hurt me, he wouldn't have been cut by me. Moreover, if I don't be ruthless, I don't think I will be able to escape in front of this woodcutter who knows martial arts.

"When did you find out?"

"You're full of flaws."

"No wonder it is rumored that the princess Chang is brave and strategic, it seems that it is so."

I took the woodcutter that had fallen to the ground in my hand and put it on the neck of the woodcutter: "Say, who sent you?" “

"Let's do it! Kill me, and I won't say either. “

"Don't think I dare kill you."

After speaking, he sent the woodcutter in his hand forward, and the sharp blade cut a bloody mark on Xie Qiaofu's neck.

"Say, Who sent you? Not to mention, the next time I'll scratch your carotid artery. “

The grass under my feet had turned red, and the wound on Xie Qiaofu's thigh was so severe that the blood was flowing incessantly, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his face had turned pale from blood loss, like white paper. If this continues, even if I don't kill him, he will die from blood loss.

"Are you going to die to the end? Not to mention, even if I don't kill you, your blood will run out. “

In this era, there was no blood transfusion, and if Xie Qiaofu's thigh was not healed in time, then he would really be finished.

Xie Qiaofu's face was distorted, he looked at me viciously for a long time, and then many emotions flashed in his eyes, and I knew that his heart was fighting fiercely.

Xie Woodcutter should not be a killer, as far as I know and understand, the average ruthless killer will choose to bite his tongue and commit suicide or swallow poison when he fails the mission and is captured. Xie Qiaofu was forced by me with a knife, although his tone was tough, but he never took action, he should have thought that I did not dare to kill him at the beginning, so he would die.

But he didn't know that I was a man who had already died twice, and that I would no longer be merciful to the enemies who had hurt me.

"It seems that you have really lived enough. You seem to have forgotten how you ended up in the state you are now, and you don't have a long memory at all, so don't blame me for being unkind. “

After saying that, the machete in my hand was rounded, and when it hit Xie Qiaofu's neck, I was ready to cut it down.

"Wait, I said, I'm ......"

Shout!

"Ahh

A sharp arrow was stuck in Xie Qiaofu's chest, his eyes widened, he lowered his head in disbelief, his eyes were full of surprise, he glanced at the tail of the arrow that was still shaking in his chest, and then lowered his head, and never raised it again.

The corpse of Xie Qiaofu kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, like a half-cut stump about to decay, stood quietly in the woods, because it had lost its life, and seemed very harmonious with the surrounding trees. But the red blood, and hideously tell that it is completely different from the green around it.

A living life passed away in front of my eyes, but I didn't feel anything. I'm used to seeing life and death, and the fall of an enemy is really nothing to me. After going through too many things, my heart has become more and more ruthless, and I have become more and more affectionate.

I quickly dodged and hid behind the tree, but I didn't expect that the person who was sent to kill me turned out to be a bright and a dark, the person in the light was exposed, and the person hiding in the dark did not kill me first, but killed the woodcutter who was about to spit out the truth.

It wasn't long before I hid behind a tree, woodcutter in my hand, and looked around vigilantly as I stepped back.

In the damp and sultry woods, I stumbled and ran, and the slippery grass and wood fungus made me almost fall five times or three times. There is only one thought in my heart, and nothing can stop me from running for my life in the forest.

When I fell to the ground panting, I didn't have the strength to get up again.

Hungry and starry, severely dehydrated and weak, with obvious signs of wind chill before, coupled with the fact that my body was hot and cold again, I felt as if I could not leave the woods.

I didn't fall off the cliff and die of me, and if I fell ill in the woods like this, buried in the weeds, wouldn't it be too worthless.

I was so dizzy that my forehead was hot and I was already starting to have a fever. I now have to find a sheltered place like a cave, start a fire, and dry my clothes that are not completely dry, or wear wet clothes, which will only aggravate my condition.

I glanced up at the sun in the sky, it was already in the middle of the day, and it was noon, and I looked in my direction, and headed west, hoping to get out of the woods and onto the official road or road, so that I might meet passing carriages or pedestrians, and if I was lucky, I might see a small village or two.

However, I overestimated my current strength, and I walked through the woods for a short time before I fell to the ground exhausted.

With my back against the tree, I felt tired, but my headache was reduced a lot. I don't know if it was because of running in the woods, I sweated a little, so I drove away some of the cold in my body, and typhoid fever showed signs of improvement.

However, it is possible that this is a return to the past.

I leaned under the big tree, still holding the woodcutter tightly in my hand, my tense spirit relaxed, my brain returned to normal operation, and I couldn't help but start to think about Xie woodcutter, who sent it?

In fact, just now, when I pushed the firewood knife and cut Xie Qiaofu's thigh, I saw a token hanging on his waist, which was the waist card of the palace guard's "loyalty".

I know that the military generals of Dali will wear gold moire double tiger talismans that can command soldiers and horses, thousands of households wear gold-plated silver moire lone tiger talismans, hundreds of households wear moire silver medals, and the guards of the nine gates of the imperial city wear bronze medals with brave characters. And this kind of loyal character should be the waist card worn by the guards in the inner garden of the palace. The waist card is a sign of the emperor's relatives and relatives walking on errands, and the regulations are strict, and they cannot be worn or given privately. Therefore, this man wearing the Zhongzi Palace card on his waist is a guard in the inner garden of the palace, and he pretends to be a woodcutter who chops wood and comes to kill me.