Declaring War
Ji Yunshu thought that Zhao Huai's reaction was too strange.
But she couldn't understand why.
After Ji Yunshu and Wei Yi were taken away, Zhao Qing questioned Zhao Huai.
"The skeleton was destroyed in the village, which means that the murderer is here. Why did you stop investigating?"
Zhao Huai replied, "You don't need to question my decision. I won't pursue the matter of who threw the skeleton into the urn."
"Do you really think that she was the one who scattered the Bone Crushing Powder?"
"It doesn't matter. I said I won't investigate anymore."
"Since you're not going to investigate anymore, are you going to kill them?" Zhao Qing questioned, his voice full of anger.
"So many of my brothers died. They went through fire and water with me for so many years. I want to avenge them. What skeleton? What Bone Crushing Powder? Get lost! And you, don't force me. Don't forget, you're my captive now. "
Zhao Huai's reminder was a warning.
Zhao Qing knew very well that he was in the tiger's den. He was like a grasshopper on Zhao Huai's rope, unable to break free.
But he couldn't let anything happen to Ji Yunshu. The truth behind Jiu 'er's death was still waiting for her to investigate.
Their gazes met.
Differences of opinion!
A fight was about to break out!
Fortunately, Zhao Huai restrained himself and left in a muffled voice.
Zhao Qing was also displeased. His cold gaze fell on the pile of bones on the table, growing deeper and deeper.
Then, he went to the woodshed.
By this time, the sky was gradually brightening.
The morning light opened the door bit by bit and desperately squeezed into the narrow woodshed.
Ji Yunshu pecked his eyelids a few times before she adapted.
Wei Yi moved his head away from Ji Yunshu's shoulder. He turned around and leaned against the haystack behind him. Since he had nothing to do, he grabbed some dried grass from the ground and began to weave something into it.
He didn't even raise his head.
Zhao Qing's tall figure gradually loomed over Ji Yunshu.
He didn't want to beat around the bush and asked directly, "That skeleton, is it Jiu 'er?"
His voice was low.
Ji Yunshu raised her eyelids to look at him.
She spat out a few words, "The possibility is high."
"Then, let's open the coffin."
"Are you willing?"
"Yes."
Very resolute!
Ji Yunshu was tongue-tied. "I didn't force you." He hurriedly added, "You and Zhao Huai are blood brothers. No matter what, Zhao Huai won't take your life. But I'm different, so you don't have to offend him just to help me."
"I just want to understand what happened to Jiu 'er."
Zhao Huai did not try to hide it.
Ji Yunshu only smiled faintly.
Silence.
Just then —
The sound of anxious footsteps could be heard from outside as people ran out of the village.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry, there are people outside attacking the stronghold."
"Quick, quick, quick …"
Attack the stronghold?
Ji Yunshu's sharp senses instantly tensed up, and she looked outside.
Zhao Qing heard the commotion and turned to leave.
The door of the woodshed was slammed shut.
Wei Yi threw away the crooked hay in his hand and whispered in her ear, "Shu 'er, is Brother Jing here?"
She shook her head.
Logically speaking, it was not possible!
Mo Ruo should bring his words back. Anyone with a bit of sense would not choose to attack the mountain.
Thinking of this, she felt uneasy again. She walked to the broken window, craning her neck to look outside.
She broke out in cold sweat.
Meanwhile, at the Shanhuai County Yamen.
Mo Ruo brewed a bowl of medicine and pushed open Jing Rong's room door.
As he placed the medicine down, he ordered, "Drink this first."
There was no response.
"Jing Rong?"
There was no one in the room.
The curtains of the bed in the inner room were pulled down, and Mo Ruo moved over inch by inch.
Standing beside the bed, he pulled it open.
It was empty inside.
Mo Ruo was not surprised, and only sighed and shook his head.
"What a stubborn rock."
Jing Rong, who had quietly left the Yamen, was now outside the Gaoshan Village.
On horseback, he was tall and slender, dressed in an embroidered robe. He held the reins in one hand, and his sword in the other.
Even though he was injured, it was difficult to conceal his temperament and oppressive aura from deep within his bones.
The gates of the Gaoshan Village were tightly shut. Bandits stood at the top of the bunker, some wielding broadswords, some wielding bows and arrows, waiting for the order to shoot Jing Rong to death!
Zhao Huai walked up the stairs in his tiger-skinned boots, looking down at the lone figure outside.
He sneered, propping one foot on the wall of the bunker, his elbow resting on his knee.
Just like the ruffians in the Ministry of Education!
"I haven't even sent you any news, and you're already delivering yourself to me? What? You're alone? The great Prince Rong of the Great Lin Dynasty doesn't have anyone by his side. "
A burst of laughter followed.
Obviously, he had no fear of his status as a Prince.
Jing Rong looked on coldly.
Enduring the pain in his chest, his thin lips parted. "I'm here to ask for someone."
"Ask for someone?" Zhao Huai was arrogant, pointing at Jing Rong with his fists. "You killed thirty to forty of my brothers. I haven't even avenged that, and you're here to ask for someone? Why don't you take a look at where you are now? This is my Gaoshan Village, not your high bed and warm pillow on the Prince's couch. "
"Roar …"
Another burst of laughter.
Zhao Huai continued, "But, every debt has a debtor. If you hand over ten thousand taels of gold, I can release the two people inside. Otherwise, I'll let you two meet in the netherworld."
"I can give you all the gold and treasures. What I want is the safety of the two people inside."
"You don't have the right to set the terms."
"If you harm them, I'll raze Gaoshan Village to the ground."
Jing Rong's eyes narrowed, his grip on the hilt of his sword tightened.
His words were not empty threats!
Zhao Huai shouted, "Do you have the ability? Now, if I give the order, you'll die here, not to mention the people you want. "
Jing Rong replied, "You can try."
It was a blatant declaration of war!
"Bring me my bow." Zhao Huai gestured with his hand.
Someone immediately fetched Zhao Huai's bow.
Although the bow was not exquisitely made, it was a powerful bow. The bowstring was made from raw cowhide, and the bowstring was made from sturdy cowhide.
The heart of the bow was wrapped with a piece of black leather. Due to years of use, a layer of leather had been worn away.
Zhao Huai loaded the arrow and drew the bow.
He aimed it at Jing Rong.
"If you can dodge this arrow, I'll open the gates of my Gaoshan Village and invite you in for a few drinks."
Zhao Huai's thick and powerful arm muscles bulged. The arrow in his hand was like a ferocious beast, steeped in flames.
As his gloomy gaze tightened, the bowstring was pulled back to its limit.
The arrow was about to be released.
The arrow left the bow and shot towards Jing Rong.
Facing the arrow that was about to hit him, Jing Rong did not show the slightest bit of fear.
That pair of cold eyes radiated cold air inch by inch, determined to freeze the arrow and break it.
Zhao Huai was pleased with himself. He was about to kill Jing Rong.
Who knew …
The arrow seemed to be obstructed by some force. Just as it was about to hit Jing Rong, it suddenly changed direction and shot into the tree behind him.
The force was so great that it pierced through the tree.
Everyone was stunned!
Seeing this, Zhao Huai immediately leaned forward. His eyes widened in disbelief, thinking that he was seeing things.
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