There was a faint smell of alcohol, burnt flesh, and blood in the dark, still collapsing boathouse. The river gurgled, and the blood melted on the surface of the water under the figure's feet, rendering a dark red symbol. Gu Yanzhen stood there alone for a long time before he suddenly tilted his head. He didn't know where to look.
The wind blew through the woods and mountains behind him, and a low howl could be heard.
The door had been broken, and tiles and the collapsed roof kept falling. Under the faint starlight, he could see the dried blood on the ground. Three corpses were lying in the room, including the Yang Yi and Yang Heng brothers. The two huge men who made him feel unspeakably fierce every time he saw them died just like that. At this moment, the scene in front of him clearly told him that the entire boathouse was dead!
It should have been a very simple matter. He walked through the mountains and woods without the slightest ripple in his heart. He only thought about what would happen after he went to Yamping. He was followed by Old Six. When he went to the boathouse, the two fierce brothers would be there. Although they were outlaws, at least they were on his side. The captured Ning Liheng would be there, and the families of the Yang Clan brothers would also be there.
At that moment, Old Six gently pushed the door, and the wooden beam shot out. The roof collapsed, the wooden planks below shook, and dust rustled down. At this moment, he found that everyone who should have existed in his imagination was dead.
It was as if the whole world was pressing down on him. The blood below rippled, and the surroundings were dark and strange. The water, wind, and woods were all filled with darkness at this moment, and he was the only one left.
"Old, Old Six …"
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and muttered. The deathly stillness around him seemed to make his voice exceptionally loud. However, the arrows had pierced through his body from behind without any reservation. Apart from the blood that was still gushing out, there was no other movement from the corpse in the water. It did not even look like a corpse. How could blood flow out so quickly from such a complete corpse? It was alive and kicking just a moment ago. How could it suddenly die so thoroughly?
As if he was expecting the body to move a little, he murmured again, "Sixth Uncle."
The dark red color had already formed a dark red satin on the surface of the river. There was no answer. Gu Yanzhen turned around in a daze and began to slowly walk towards the shore.
About halfway there, he saw the figure in the woods.
Because the figure made a sound, as if he was vomiting. He could only vaguely see the figure's silhouette from afar. The figure sat in the darkness of the bamboo forest, slightly bowed. He almost subconsciously stopped and wanted to run into the river next to him. The river was not deep, but when he looked back and saw that Old Six's body had been pierced by an arrow, he still did not jump in. Instead, he quickly walked forward. The figure in the bamboo forest stood up with something in his hand and walked towards Gu Yanzhen. Gu Yanzhen heard the strange song that was faintly discernible in the night wind. The melody was strange and the singing was slow. The voice was not loud and seemed to be a little weak. The song went like this:
"Three circles to the left … three circles to the right … three circles … neck … twist … neck … neck … twist … butt … twist …"
The figure showed some clues.
Under the starlight, Ning Yi and Ning Liheng.
The figure looked a little weak. His hand was wrapped in bandages and speckled with blood, but there was an indescribable aura about him. Gu Yanzhen only hesitated for two seconds before running along the river bank to the forest on the other side.
…
…
When the scene of Sixth Uncle being knocked into the river, Ning Yi had been sitting in the darkness for a long time.
The pain in his left hand, shoulder, and chest was still surging, affecting his nerves more clearly each time. He sat there slowly chewing the leaves. The bitter and astringent taste continued to stimulate his taste buds and brain, keeping his spirit sharp. But when he used the torch to attract people over, he still couldn't take it anymore. His stomach cramped and he vomited once.
At this time, looking at the unknown scholar, he couldn't help but vomit again. Then he picked up a few leaves and stuffed them into his mouth. He picked up the crossbow beside him and walked out of the bamboo forest while humming a song brought by the secret signal that made him feel a little ridiculous.
The scholar took to his heels and ran towards the bamboo forest on the other side. Ning Yi held the crossbow and followed at a moderate speed. His memory of the lyrics was a little messed up, but he was too lazy to remember them at this time. So he sang, "Shake your feet … shake your feet … take a deep breath … let us be happy and you won't grow old …"
The running figure tripped over a rope in front of him. With a swoosh, a small bamboo pole lashed out, but it wasn't very strong. This was a failed trap, Ning Yi thought. But the scholar still fell to the ground in fear. Ning Yi saw him turn around and struggle to get up to run again. He tripped over the same rope twice and fell again.
"How did this happen?" Ning Yi raised the crossbow and aimed at him. Then he shortened the distance by a few meters. Using the starlight, he carefully looked at the appearance of the person in front of him and finally confirmed that he didn't know him. "Who are you? Recently … cough … recently, what have I done … to offend the heavens and reason? "
The voice was a little hoarse, lazy and weak. The wind seemed to blow especially hard at this moment, shaking the forest behind him. The fallen scholar looked at him in fear. After a long time, he said, "Gu, Gu Hong … Gu Yanzhen …"
The wind suddenly stopped. Ning Yi stood there in a daze. He opened his mouth slightly, his expression somewhat startled. He had heard this name before. Yes, of course he had heard it! But … he blinked his eyes somewhat absurdly. After a moment, his mouth opened a little wider, and then his brows furrowed. He seemed to roll his eyes. He raised the right hand that held the crossbow and wiped the sweat under his nose caused by weakness. At this moment, his gaze was no longer on Gu Yanzhen. He turned around and took a step as if he was taking a stroll. On the ground, Gu Yanzhen's mood was slightly relaxed. The figure suddenly turned back, raised the crossbow, took two steps closer, and pulled the trigger. The bowstring sounded!
"Motherf * cking lunatic …"
Gu Yanzhen couldn't react at all. As Ning Yi muttered, his body suddenly trembled. Then, he looked with some disbelief at the arrow that had pierced through his abdomen. The shaft of the arrow was embedded in his body, standing up under the starlight. His teeth chattered, his expression like he was about to cry, but also like he couldn't understand this concept at all. Blood seemed to seep out, a hot patch. He subconsciously reached out to press it.
"Ha … ah … ha …"
There were no tears, but he looked like he was crying. But the sound was not loud, and he was somewhat panicked. Ning Yi threw away the crossbow and looked at this scene. Then, he took a deep breath and squatted down.
"Use both hands to press it. Come, bring that hand here too. Use both hands to press here. That's right, that's right. Don't move, don't shout too loudly. This will cause you to bleed too much, and then you can't be saved." Gu Yanzhen's two hands pressed on the side of his abdomen where the arrow had pierced, stopping the bleeding. Ning Yi also helped to press it with his right hand. His words were calm and steady, as if he was coaxing a child. Gu Yanzhen seemed to be crying, crying while looking at him.
"That's right, that's it. If luck is good, this arrow shouldn't have broken your intestines. Don't be agitated, don't cry. My voice isn't loud, and I'm also very tired. We should calm down and talk … So, did you make a move on Nie Yunzhu?"
Gu Yanzhen shook his head almost subconsciously. Ning Yi looked into his eyes, then nodded and smiled. In fact, at this moment, his face was as white as a sheet, and his face was covered in sweat.
"Very good start, Brother Yan Zhen. Thank you. Then … besides those who are already dead, who else knows that you're here? To do these things? "
This time, Gu Yanzhen hesitated for a long time.
"I, I'm an official of the imperial court … I'm an official of the imperial court. If I die, you …"
He said these words intermittently. Ning Yi's eyes gradually turned cold. He pulled out the steel knife from his back and swung it at his thigh.
"Ah ah ah ah ah — —"
The scream tore through the night sky. The birds in the nearby forest by the river flew away in fright. Gu Yanzhen's face was full of tears. He peed his pants, and blood flowed freely from his thigh. This went on for a while.
"Come, bring one hand over and press here too. Press it. That's right. I'm also very sad. We should understand each other … You see, Brother Yan Zhen, Brother Ming Guan, next, we can repeat the question just now … Or, you can also repeat the answer just now … "
*****
When the flames raged in the cabin, Ning Yi turned around and walked towards the forest. He was already exhausted, and his nerves were weak and twitching.
The corpses of the Yang Clan, Gu Yanzhen, and Old Six were all caged in the flames. When they were discovered downstream, it was unknown how badly they would be burned.
An undeserved disaster!
He had encountered many things in his life, both good and bad. When he was young, he had fought with his life on the line, and he had also been seriously injured and on the verge of death. Only this time was the most inexplicable. It was no wonder that before it happened, he didn't even have the slightest clue. Just now, he was still racking his brains over this matter. He didn't expect it to be such an absurd reason.
That Gu Yanzhen.
F * cking psycho!
He didn't even know him before this.
What he hated the most was this kind of ignorant hoodlum!
He cursed in his heart, but in his mind, he had to force himself to stay awake. He had to walk out of this section of the road. He had to walk as far as possible. There were still one or two people who knew about the place Gu Yanzhen mentioned, but it was impossible to kill them now. He could only wait until later, or ask Lu Hongti for a favor. It could be considered as even. After all, this was not a small matter.
Thinking of this, he felt more and more tired. The road in front of him was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. At a certain moment. There seemed to be a bird chirping in his ears. The sound was strange. He vaguely heard it somewhere before. Not long after, he tried hard to focus his eyes. On the path in front of him, a figure came whistling over. In the blink of an eye, it was beside him and helped him up.
"What's wrong with you!"
It was Lu Hongti's voice.
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