Chapter Eighty-Three: Assassination in the Night
The black-clad guards were clearly under the command of the woman in black, and they followed behind the woman in black like a ghost.
The eyes of the woman in the green shirt were full of sarcasm, and she seemed to want to say something, but the woman in black who was walking in front of her swept a sharp eye, and the woman in the green shirt trembled invisibly.
The black-clothed guards were not very respectful to the woman in the green shirt, and almost completely ignored her.
The woman was still holding a shelf and walking slowly at the back, but seeing that they were getting farther and farther away, and the black-clothed guards didn't mean to wait for her, she panicked and had to lift her skirt and trot to keep up.
I don't know why, Jun Xi actually thought it was funny.
Pretentious women often kill themselves!
The woman in black...... gave her an illusion that she looked like Junchen, and there was ruthlessness hidden under the indifference, obviously not a good stubble, but the woman in the green shirt dared to provoke the woman in black openly and secretly.
It's really self-inflicted!
Capital...... It's not peaceful anymore!
Are all forces pouring in!
Jun Xi walked back with the lantern, and the corners of his lips hooked under the mask of half of the winged bird seemed to be a freeze frame of a history laughing.
There is still a period of time before the third hour, Jun Xi walked slowly on the street with a lantern, and the eleventh day of buying osmanthus cake never returned, heh, it is getting more and more interesting!
"Qixi, you go to find Eleven, he may be lost, I will go to the river with Babao to put the river lantern, and we will meet under the elm willow tree later!" Jun Xi commanded.
Seven Joy answered yes and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Sensing that Babao's hand had been pressed on the hilt of the knife on his waist, Jun Xi's hand that did not carry the lamp gently held Babao's hand holding the handle of the knife: "Don't be nervous. ”
Eight Treasures looked at her in surprise.
Under the mask, Babao could only see Jun Xi hooking the corners of her mouth high, as if she was laughing, but not like she was laughing, and there was a little more indescribable taste in her voice today, "Babao, you are also Jun Chen's shadow, right?" ”
Babao glanced at her in a daze, and replied truthfully, "Yes." "She is a seedling picked out by Chiyun Riding a hundred miles, and she is a martial maid for Jun Xi, but she is just training with Jun Chen's shadows.
Jun Xi seemed to be suddenly interested in her past and asked, "How did you train?" ”
Babao didn't know why Junxi suddenly asked her this, and she was puzzled in her heart, but she still replied: "Fight, assassinate, track." ”
As they spoke, they had already reached the river.
For some reason, the riverside, which should have been crowded with girls with lotus lanterns, turned out to be empty, and the night breeze blew with an inexplicable coolness.
In the dark night, the same dark and dreary water surface, but there is a unique lotus lamp, a bean bean candle faintly lit on the lotus lamp, with a gust of night wind blowing, the light of the candle flame seems to be dimmed, trembling, crumbling.
The knife in Babao's hand was already half an inch out of the sheath, and when Jun Xi saw it, he just smiled and said, "Give me the lotus lamp I folded in the house." ”
Babao didn't understand that Jun Xi could still laugh in such a strange and abnormal scene, so he still handed the lotus lamp that was not beautifully folded, but obviously with heart.
Even the small candles, the fire folds were given to Jun Xi.
Jun Xi took it, unhurriedly put the candle on the lotus lamp, and then put the small note that had been written before into the lotus lamp, her tone was quite relaxed: "I heard that the wish made on this day can be heard by the gods, and I don't know if it's true or not." ”
She folded the lotus lamp of two lives, and only went to the east in this life.
The dark river carried her lotus lantern far away, reflecting the candlelit water surface, like a vast night sky sprinkled with stars.
When the night wind blew through the treetops again, the lotus lamps of the river were shaking, and the gentleman said quietly: "If anyone overturns my lotus lamp, the county lord will definitely dig out the ashes of his ancestors for eighteen generations to bask in the sun!" ”
Because of her words, the person who came out of the water like a water ghost moved slowly, and then before he could pull out the knife, he was trampled on his face by Jun Xi and stepped back under the water!
She also took a step back as if frightened, and shouted to Babao: "There really is such a thing as a water ghost!" ”
When the things under the water struggled to get up, Jun Xi took out a bag of things from her arms, and sprinkled them all in the water, and she still had words in her mouth: "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law, and the demons and monsters will appear soon!" ”
After a while, a few lumps of black stuff came up from under the water, like dead fish.
There is also a wave of black-clothed people who rushed up from under the water, and they should not have been stained with too much medicinal powder, and they were carrying a bright and dangling big knife like a gentleman.
The eight treasures are not ambiguous at all, and they are cut like radishes one by one.
Jun Xi didn't bother to pull out the whip, and said with a smile: "This cartilage is really easy to use." ”
The fireworks bloomed in the night sky in the distance, the water splashed on the nearby river, and the flashing blade approached the door of Jun Xi's face, and Babao was entangled by several black-clothed swordsmen on his side, so he had to call "County Lord!" ”
The corners of Jun Xi's lips were hooked, and the smile did not diminish, only when the blade was only half an inch away, his body leaned back, and the flying hair was cut off by the sharp blade, and Jun Xi's eyes were cold: "Look for death!" ”
A moment of horror flashed in the eyes of the man in black.
Jun Xi's body was so fast that he approached him strangely, the dagger pinned to his waist was unsheathed, and he turned around beautifully in his hand, and then with a hint of metallic coolness, he cut the neck of the man in black.
The man in black took a few steps out of the gap, reached out to his neck, and unexpectedly touched a hand of red blood.
Just now he only felt a cold neck, he was used to killing people, and naturally knew that the dagger in Jun Xi's hand was not an ordinary dagger, such a sharpness, I am afraid that even the short swordfish intestines could not compare.
A person who has always only controlled the life and death of others also tasted the taste of dying at that moment, and the fear came so clearly that it even made him breathe disordered.
And the woman he was ordered to assassinate still had a smile on her lips, as if there was nothing in this world that was really worth caring about.
A lotus lamp in her hand illuminated the bleak night, reflecting the silver winged bird mask on her face, ghostly and eerie. The night wind blew her clothes flying, the white of the snow, with the dazzling red, for a while people couldn't tell whether it was a fairy or a ghost wandering on the bank of the Lechuan River......
Once the killer has fear, he becomes invincible.
So when the woman stepped on the ghostly steps, step by step, and even provoked his chin with the cold dagger in her hand, the assassin did not react.
Her voice was very good, at least the Assassin felt that he had never heard such a beautiful voice in his life, even if the lips under the mask were almost perfectly shaped, and the words that were as cold as the knife against his chin without a trace of emotion: "I heard that a good assassin can take poison and will not betray his employer, it seems that you can't give me the answer I want, so ...... It's time for you to hit the road. ”
After the knife, there was not much pain, but the body gradually lost its warmth.
Jun Xi had already stepped towards Babao.
The assassin fell to his knees, his neck leaning forward limply as if it had no support, his pupils dilated, and he could clearly see the blood spilling from his neck, dripping on the ground, gradually converging into a small pool.
For some reason, he smiled, and with the last of his strength, he threw the knife in his hand away before closing his eyes peacefully.
Jun Xi looked at the dagger that was not stained with blood, and the depths of his eyes were a sea of ice.
The abnormal movement behind her made her look back, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little more interesting: "It's a little interesting." ”
Babao had already solved the man in black who was entangled over there, trotted over in a few steps, and when he saw the man in black like this, he was silent for a while and said: "The person who bears the burden of murder, if he enters the reincarnation with the murder weapon, he will go to the killing in the next life." ”
There are seven slaughters in the stupa, and there are seven sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, can't beg, can't love, can't hate.
Being born as a human being, who can have nothing to desire, nothing to want, but what they want and think is different.
The Assassin sought peace in the afterlife, perhaps.
The fireworks in the night sky exploded more brilliantly, and in the colorful fireworks, Babao looked at Jun Xi in a daze, and for some reason, the person she had the impression of always being a little childish would suddenly laugh.
Babao was very close to her, but it gave Babao the illusion that she had penetrated time and space, and even if she pounced on her now, she couldn't catch a corner of her clothes.
The night wind was stronger, and Jun Xi's fluttering skirt was like a demon lotus blooming in hell, obviously pure and flawless, but it gave birth to blood......
A sharp whistle sounded in the night, and goosebumps burst out on Babao's arms.
She grabbed the saber tightly and tightly, and said, "County Lord, don't look back later, keep going towards the north city gate, and it will be safe to find the prince!" ”
Junchen was on duty at the North City Gate tonight.
At the same moment, the fireworks that exploded almost overshadowed the sharp whistling, Jun Xi looked at the fireworks in the sky, and then lowered his eyes to look at the lantern in his hand, smiling like a smile, "Just take care of yourself later." ”
Babao wanted to say something, but the murderous aura had already wrapped them like a tide, and Babao protected Jun Xi behind him with a horizontal sword, showing everything with his actions.
"Silly girl." Jun Xi laughed, and the dagger was pinned back to her waist, but she untied the red phosphorus soft whip wrapped around her waist.
When the rain of arrows shot at the two of them, Jun Xi's wrist flicked, and the whip in his hand instantly seemed to be endowed with vitality, stirring like a swimming dragon, rolling like a spirit snake, and the arrows shot from all directions crackled and fell to the ground.
The powerful internal force of the roaring rivers and seas surprised Babao.
Such a fierce and domineering internal force...... Definitely not what you would have!
Jun Xi's fight has always been a showmanship before, and that's because she has no internal force to support it, but now, with such a pure internal force, the ground is creaking and cracking everywhere the whip blows.
A touch of ruthlessness flashed in Jun Xi's eyes, and when she raised the whip again, the arrows that were swept down by her whip wind were dominated by internal forces and shot back.
In the darkness, there was a constant popping sound of sharp weapons piercing into the flesh, and there was a muffled snort that was suppressed to the extreme.