Chapter 43 : Buried Alive

Two black shadows flew from the rooftops on both sides of the street, the long swords in their hands flashed with an intimidating cold light under the moon, pointing straight at the gorgeous palanquin.

"There are assassins! Protect the lord!"

The guards reacted in time and surrounded the palanquin in the middle, drawing their swords to stop the black-clothed and masked assassin.

When Wuluo heard "assassin", he lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and looked around. In the face of the killer's eyes showing killing intent, he remained calm and collected.

The assassin swung his sword to slash, the sharp blade collided with the dazzling sparks, the friction generated by the sound deafening, frightening, silhouettes interlaced, sword light and shadow like a white rainbow shuttle in the crowd.

The guard who met with the killer's blade resisted to the death, the long sword kept trembling, never able to hurt the guard. The other guards took advantage of the gap to slash at the killer, the killer saw the situation sensitively jumped to see three or five paces away, and at the same time swung his sword, the biting sword energy like the harsh wind in the cold winter months whistled past, cutting through the lapel of the guards' door.

The fierce sound of the fight soon woke up nearby sleeping people, a deafening sound of gongs and drums, the surrounding buildings lit up lights, there are bold open a doorway to peek, soon a large group of government officials holding torches to come, a look is the palanquin of the Lord Wuluo, and rushed forward to support the black-clothed assassins surrounded by a group of people.

The assassin raised his sword and scanned the guards and magistrates who surrounded him, the firelight flooded his eyes with a cold if icy light, which made people not dare to look directly at him.

Three or four guards were responsible for guarding beside the palanquin, the rest of the people attacked in groups, the sound of swords clashing was endless, so it was evident that the fight was intense.

The whole street was awakened by the fight, out to see more and more people, the night sky was lit up by firelight.

Seeing that more and more people gathered, their own side seems to be outnumbered, the killer roared, a sword ruffled down around a few guards, and companions together with the hasty vertical flying to the roof, a few like a cat like agile jumps, the figure quickly disappeared in the vastness of the night.

The Imperial Capital Prefect squeezed over from the crowd and wiped the sweat on his forehead, nowadays the Imperial Capital is not peaceful one after another, there are repeated assassinations of officials, in the first few months it was Lord Wuban, then five officials died tragically, and now it's the turn of Wuluo.

If this continues, it is possible that one's official position will not be preserved.

"My lord, my humble servant is late, are you alright?" The Imperial Prefect stood in front of the palanquin and bowed to humbly ask.

Wuluo stepped out of the palanquin with a normal demeanour, as if nothing had happened just now. He looked at the official with a sweaty head and sneered coldly, "Lord Zhao, the law and order in this Imperial Capital is getting worse and worse."

The Imperial Capital's heart trembled as he hurriedly blamed himself, "It's my official's dereliction of duty, dereliction of duty ..."

"We must catch the murderer as soon as possible, this official will report this matter to the Emperor tomorrow. I hope that Lord Zhao will not let the Emperor and this official down."

"Yes, Your Excellency." The Imperial Prefect's heart cried out in agony, he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight - this was one case after another, not to mention being clueless, the time for him to track down the murderer was also very little, tomorrow was going to be a very bad day.

Wuluo stopped paying attention to him and walked over to his own guards and magistrates, his tone becoming noticeably calmer: "Is anyone injured?"

The head guard replied, "Thank you for your lordship's concern, minor flesh wounds, no harm done."

"Many thanks to all of you for fighting to the death to protect today," Wuluo nodded his head, a smile full of gratitude on his face, "Those who are injured hurry up and go for treatment, this official will reward all of you in recognition of your merits."

"Yes, my lord!" The tense nerves of the guards instantly relaxed as well, although Lord Wuluo was in a high position and held a lot of power, he had always been approachable and sympathetic to his subordinates, making people willing to follow him faithfully.

Wuluo turned back and prepared to return to the sedan chair, suddenly felt his feet stepped on something, took a step back, and through the firelight saw a copper token lying on the ground, and a neatly folded piece of letter paper one step away. He stooped down and picked it up, unfolded it and took a look at it, his face couldn't help but change, and there was more anger that was hard to suppress.

The neat letter paper gradually crumpled in his palm, Wuluo pursed his lips, not saying a word.

Seeing that his lord's face did not look right, the head guard asked with concern, "My lord, are you uncomfortable anywhere?"

Wuluo took another look at the crumpled letter paper in his hand, gave a cold laugh, stuffed the letter and the token into his arms, and whispered into the guard's ear, "Now we don't have to tolerate this any longer, it's time to strike!"

The guards looked aghast and bowed their heads, "Yes, my lord."

Pei Si Yan, who was hiding at the entrance of an alleyway not far away, saw Wuluo pick up the letter and the token, a satisfied smile spread on his face, clenched his fists, and said, "Yay."

Tomorrow, a wave of bloodshed was about to be unleashed on the court, and the biggest political enemy would be like a tree being eroded by ants, gradually collapsing and decaying.

"Yun Shan, let's go back. I don't know if Light Dye is injured ...," Pei Si Yan said, and was about to turn around when suddenly the back of her neck was hit hard by something, and her eyes suddenly went black, and she felt as if she had been thrown into a dark abyss.

Watching the young lady fall to the ground and pass out, Yun Shan took a few steps back and her back hit the wall heavily, she gasped for air in panic, her raised right hand dropping helplessly.

Overhearing that Miss and Li Changshi had some secret plan tonight, and that the two of them would be separated to act alone, she deliberately drugged Yun Qi's meal, making it as if Yun Qi had contracted a severe wind chill, and could only rest in bed, giving her the opportunity to follow Miss out together.

Thinking of Lady Yue Luo's threatening herself a few days ago, Yun Shan stabilised her mind and stepped forward to help the young lady up, whispering in a voice full of apologies, "Young lady, I'm sorry, the slave girl also had no choice ..."

She learnt to chirp a few times like a bird, and immediately a small carriage appeared at the corner of the street - although the young lady was careful all the way and didn't let anyone discover the trail, but following behind her, she left markers along the road for the people sent by Lady Yueruo to quietly follow.

A graceful and luxurious woman came down from the car, glancing contemptuously at Pei Si Yan and instructing the driver, "Bring it over according to the plan."

"Yes, madam." The coachman promised and took Pei Si Yan from Yun Shan's hand and threw it rudely into the carriage.

Yun Shan pulled the woman's sleeve and asked in tears, "Madam, what are you going to do with the young lady?"

Lady Yue Luo shook off Yun Shan's hand and grunted coldly, "How dare you, this little bitchy servant girl, presume to test the master's every word and deed? There's nothing for you to do anymore, get the hell out of here and go to the north of the city to see your brother!"

Upon hearing the word "brother", Yun Shan hesitantly glanced at the carriage, and with a cruel heart, turned her head and ran away.

Lady Yueruo gave a look, the coachman bowed and then drove the carriage away.

She looked at the far away carriage and smiled smugly, ''Miss, who made you ungratefully occupy Wuban's position and not let go? So don't blame me for poisoning you, if you want to blame me, you can only blame yourself." She looked in the direction of the bright firelight again, her smile faded, and she mumbled to herself in disbelief, "Strange, how did Miss know that Wuluo would be assassinated this evening? Who is the person who assassinated Wuluo? And ... what is the errand that Miss handed over to Li Qingyan?"

A series of questions made Lady Yueruo inexplicably panicked, she patted her chest, perhaps it was because she finally laid her hands on miss tonight, so she was excited and at the same time afraid that things would be revealed ...

Once the young lady is dead, she will be able to sit firmly in the position of Wushan by using the power of the Feng Taishi!

But now the biggest variable is away from the light dye, I do not know what this lady's beloved is doing, has not come back, so she must immediately return to the mansion to see.

On the street, the wind quietly blew by, and the noisy sounds of the crowd travelled far and wide, but no one noticed the sin that was deliberately covered up under the heavy night colour.

Pei Si Yan turned awake, she felt a dull pain in her head, as if there was a heavy weight pressing on her brain, she opened her eyes but found that her surroundings were pitch black, not a single ray of light was visible, as if she was back to the day of the total solar eclipse - darkness with no end in sight, seductive and dangerous sounds... ...and for some reason, even her breathing was out of control, with a progressively stronger sense of suffocation.

She panicked, the previous events a blur, unable to recall them. She reached out, realising with a jolt that the darkness wasn't infinite - her hand and elbow hit something solid, sounding like wood.

She proceeded to feel her way down, and the space was quite small, with wood on all sides, and she could smell the dirt on her breath.

"What's going on ..." Pei Siyan screamed in fear, she was actually lying in a coffin!

Dark claustrophobic and silent as dead space, let the fear in the heart of the endless Man Yan, in Pei Siyan perceived their own situation instantly collapsed, tears like a dike flood gushed out of the eye sockets, cold whole body can not stop trembling.

The desire to survive again let her in the initial collapse to wake up, as hard as possible to beat the coffin, shouting "help".

For a long time, there was no response.

Pei Si Yan lost her voice and cried bitterly, do not understand why she has fallen into this situation, the sound of beating the coffin wall is getting weaker and weaker, suffocation came to the sky, his body seems to be slowly sinking, falling to death.

But Pei Si Yan is not willing to die like this, their own wishes, ambitious career has not yet been completed, not yet and the beloved one to end up in love ...

How can she be buried under the yellow earth like this, accompanied by fear to the Yellow Springs!

"Help, help ..." Pei Siyan kept repeating these two words, her cheeks were full of tears, her body was wet with sweat, and her clothes clung to her body making it feel as if she was being clenched by invisible hands, her palms feebly continued to clap, but her voice was so weak that Even she couldn't hear herself clearly.

Despair and fear, almost on the verge of taking Pei Si Yan's life first.

Unwilling, never willing ...

Pei Si Yan recited repeatedly in her heart, trying to support her sanity, but her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and a thick tiredness came over her.

Maybe it's time to take a break and sleep for a while.

Maybe this is just a nightmare, wake up and everything is peaceful ...

The hand pressed on the coffin wall slowly dropped, Pei Si Yan closed her eyes.

Strange sounds resounded in the silence like death, one right after the other, getting louder and louder, Pei Si Yan was powerless to tell what it was - maybe it was just a hallucination in a dream.

She just wanted to go to sleep, to be immersed in her dream, to rest ...

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the suffocating feeling disappeared, fresh air spread out, there were large drops of water falling on herself, the sound of gurgling water could be clearly heard in her ears, as if a small stream was flowing happily around her.

Pei Siyan opened her eyes and was greeted by pouring rain, a dark night sky, and ...

an all-too-familiar white figure.