Dark murder night

Chen Baoxiang was still laughing foolishly when she returned to the guest room.

"Master, did you hear what he said before he left?" She held her face and said, "Let me go over to eat tomorrow."

Isn't rounding up to five just a declaration of love to her?

Zhang Zhixu was in a good mood and rarely broke her fantasy. He just looked around the room and said, "Go open the north window."

"It's so cold, why open it?" Chen Baoxiang muttered, but her hands were obedient. She pushed open the window and lay on the windowsill to look out.

The courtyard of the miracle doctor was next to the guest courtyard where Cheng Huaili was staying. Looking out from the window on the second floor, you can see people coming in and out of the guest courtyard, and occasionally hear the servants shouting.

Zhang Zhixu was very satisfied and planned to listen to the news here.

However, before she heard anything useful, Chen Baoxiang started exclaiming again: "This place is so close to Mr. Pei's house, you can see the flowers and plants he planted in the courtyard."

"Yeah, he seems to be out for a walk, do you think he can see me?"

"So beautiful, how can he look so beautiful even when he stretches."

Veins on his forehead jumped, and Zhang Zhixu said: "Can't you be quiet for a while?"

"It's going to be dark soon, there are plenty of quiet times." She pouted, "While you can still see it now, shouldn't you look for a while longer?"

Zhang Zhixu forced her head to look at Cheng Huaili's yard.

Chen Baoxiang was very dissatisfied: "What's so good to see here? General Cheng was rescued."

When she mentioned this, she was still frightened: "On that day on the main banquet stage, I saw the arrows flying towards him. On his waist and legs, there was blood splattering everywhere. It was scary."

Zhang Zhixu was stunned and asked her: "What about the chest?"

"Chest?" Chen Baoxiang thought for a while, "Yes, there was an arrow flying towards his chest, but he seemed to be wearing a breast protection mirror or something. The arrow flew past with a sound, and it sounded crisp."

So that's it.

Zhang Zhixu leaned on the windowsill and sighed softly.

"Who are you talking about who dares to assassinate him?" Chen Baoxiang said naively, holding her chin, "These powerful people are in high positions and are very cautious. If they fail, how will the follow-up end?"

How can it end?

Zhang Zhixu thought to himself that he had cut off all the evidence chains and ensured that no matter whether it was the assassins or anyone else, the Zhang family would not be involved. Since he failed to hit the target, he should rest and recuperate and wait for the right time to strike again.

It was dark, Chen Baoxiang yawned and closed the window, muttering: "This is still a wealthy family. Why do they turn off the lights so early at night? Can't afford the gas money?"

Yes, even if his family didn't leave the lights on in the room, they would light lanterns outside. Unlike the Pei family, there were still injured people, and the whole yard was dark at midnight.

Wait?

Something flashed through his mind, and Zhang Zhixu frowned: "Find something to defend yourself first."

"What?"

"The painting hanging on the wall, take down the scroll and use it as a stick."

Chen Baoxiang couldn't figure out why, but she still listened to the immortal's words, and immediately did as he said, holding the scroll and sitting at the table waiting.

There was a night watchman knocking three times outside the window, and the yard outside was quiet.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, Chen Baoxiang suddenly heard an unusual bird call.

Then the outside became noisy, with people shouting to catch thieves, smashing things, and a series of lights were turned on, shining orange light on her window paper.

"Daxian." She widened her eyes, "A thief has entered the Pei family."

Zhang Zhixu didn't say anything, just stood up, placed the scroll diagonally in front of him, and then reached out and pushed the window open a crack.

The next moment, a black shadow wrapped in blood rushed in, holding a short blade in his hand and went straight for her neck.

Chen Baoxiang was so scared that she quickly blocked it with the scroll. Just as she was about to shout, she heard Daxian calmly say: "Jiuquan."

The thief on the opposite side froze.

He continued: "Come in first and close the window."

It was a strange voice, but a very familiar tone.

Jiuquan closed the window and frowned at her, his eyes were sharp, like a wild wolf in the jungle.

-Daxian.

Chen Baoxiang was almost crying: This is a desperado, he has a murderous aura, I am afraid.

-If you want to live, you can't be afraid.

He straightened her back, put his hands behind his back, and said frankly to Jiuquan: "I am Chen Baoxiang, entrusted by Fengqing to meet you here."

Fengqing is Zhang Zhixu's nickname.

He spoke calmly and powerfully, and no one would think he was lying.

However, Chen Baoxiang, who was not up to the task, was so weak that she couldn't even stand up. While he was talking, she knelt down to him with a plop.

Jiuquan: ? ? ?

Zhang Zhixu: "..."

He gritted his teeth: Did you do it on purpose?

Chen Baoxiang wanted to cry but had no tears: I was really scared, and blood was still dripping from his short blade.

Zhang Zhixu glanced over, paused, and took out his hands to clasp his fists: "I have heard him mention the young hero Jiuquan for a long time. Today, I see that his reputation is well-deserved. You are willing to sacrifice your life for him and go to this tiger's den. You are also my benefactor, Chen Baoxiang. Please accept my greetings."

Don't say it, it's quite natural.

"You." Jiuquan was still on guard, "I have been with the master for so long, and I have never seen you."

"That's natural." He looked up calmly, "Feng Qing and I met in Jiangnan. At that time, it was not you who followed him, but a dark-skinned attendant. Feng Qing talked to me about you, saying that he picked you up next to the ninth spring of Chaoshan, so he named you Jiuquan."

The master went to Jiangnan two years ago. At that time, he was seriously ill, and he followed the secret guard Ning Su, who was indeed born dark.

Besides, the name Jiuquan, except for the master himself and him, no one else in the Zhang family knew the origin of it.

Jiuquan retracted the short blade, but was still suspicious: "My master didn't know I was here, so why would he ask you to pick me up in advance?"

"Not just to pick you up." Zhang Zhixu stood up and brushed his knees, "Feng Qing said that if the action at the Burning Tail Banquet fails, I will need to go to Cheng Huaili to get information. Cheng Huaili is very wary. If I act without understanding the situation, then -"

He looked up at Jiuquan, a little disappointed, "Isn't it that you are like this?"

The master did tell him not to act rashly if he failed.

Jiuquan was a little embarrassed.

But——

"My master is seriously injured and unconscious, but he has received news that he has improved. How can I hold back?" Jiuquan said hatefully, "He must die!"

"I understand." Zhang Zhixu sighed, "But you have fallen into the trap, and he can't die now."

"I..."

"Okay." Zhang Zhixu glanced outside, "They will search here soon."

This is a trap that has been set up long ago. Cheng Huaili not only had people block the doors everywhere, but also sent people to search the doors and windows around his yard.

In this case, how can you get out alive?

Chen Baoxiang was preparing to watch the show with great interest, and heard her own voice coldly said: "Go next door and tie up the second son of the Pei family, and use him to get out."