After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

Cannibalism. Chen Junhe couldn't bear to hear the word cannibalism anymore. Just when he was about to say something, Yingge held his shoulder.

"Go a little further and wait for me in that town."

Ah, this action shocked both Chen Jun and Chun Qiao.

"Master Yingge, where are you going? Will it be dangerous?" Chunqiao pulled the hem of Yingge's clothes with trembling hands.

I am a man, Chen Junhe told himself. He stood there and looked at Yingge, and then saw her pull out an iron rod from her waist. "You, what are you going to do?"

Yingge said: "I won't do anything. I'll be back soon and try to persuade him."

"How can I persuade him to come back?"

"It won't take long." Then she threw the bag on her back to Chen Junhe, "Wait for me."

Although Yingge didn't say anything, she could probably guess it, and so did Chen Junhe.

"Don't take pictures, it's okay." After saying that, she walked away quickly.

Chunqiao and Chen Junhe subconsciously wanted to follow, but after a while they could no longer hear Yingge's footsteps.

"What is she going to do?" Chen Junhenan asked in a low voice. All he could hear was the sound of a woman crying, and no one answered.

The lantern in front was swaying but moving forward firmly. A gust of wind blew and the lantern fell to the ground, but there was a sound. Yingge caught the unconscious Zhu Nian and put him in the grass beside him.

Yingge shone a lantern on him. Even though the boy was knocked unconscious, his mouth was still trembling. This boy always kept his sister by his lips. His sister must be his only support.

His sister used her frail little hands to support Shu Xiu as he went to school. This boy, who normally didn't even dare to quarrel with his sister, now mustered up the courage to look for his sister, even though he probably couldn't do anything.

Yingge put him in a gully in the grass and said, "What's the point of you going? There is only one way to save your sister now."

She sighed and silently raised the iron rod in her hand. When she was fighting, she really didn't expect to need it. She just used it for daily self-defense.

"In that case, since you always give me the candy cakes made by your sister, I will help you."

"If you receive a favor from someone, you must repay it. This is the rule of the trade."

After saying that, she blew out the lantern and turned to the direction she had just escaped from.

She was going to kill someone, and the person she was going to kill was Lu Gongqing, the man that everyone feared.

She had never thought of this idea before she met Zhu Nian. Although she had started killing people at that time, she did so because she wanted to protect herself. Those people blocked their escape. At that time, she just wanted to live, but now that she had clearly escaped, she still went back. She didn't want to be a savior.

Chunqiao has already come out. With his arrangement, maybe someone will waste time to salvage the body later. And Lu Gongqing himself did use the same excuse to kill someone. And now there is an assassin to help. Lu Gongqing is distracted to look for the assassin, so she has enough time to send the person away.

However, the same cannot be said for Zhu Nian's sister, and perhaps not just his sister. Those girls might be used by Lu Gongqing as tools to vent his anger. They would either be killed now or left on the road and tortured slowly. The best outcome would be that some girls from better families would eventually go to Shangjing, but no one could guarantee whether they could survive to the end.

This is ancient times, the era of monarchy, and every day is private. Yingge cannot save everyone, but she can't just ignore it when she sees Zhu Nian. In fact, she can ignore it. After all, they don't have such a deep relationship in specific terms. The thing this young man talked about the most since he sat at the same table with him was his sister. He was always chattering, and the topic of his conversation was always his sister. He was simply a sister-con.

Now, she killed Lu Gongqing, who was feared by everyone, just because of someone she didn't have a close relationship with. Just thinking about this action made her feel crazy. She really just wanted to live a peaceful and stable life as a teacher in the future.

But there is no other way. Only by minimizing the damage can more people survive. One person dies to save many people. This deal does not make a loss, and they will be safe, right?

Yingge shook her head at the thought, remembering what Zhixingli said before he left. Did he know from the beginning that he would cause trouble?

"If you want to live a safe life as a student, you must be afraid of something."

She was afraid. There were so many things she was afraid of, but the only thing she was not afraid of was killing people.

Yi Garden, at this moment it was the Shura field where the assassins and servants were fleeing.

The dark night obscured her calm face as she reflected on what she was about to do. The noise in the front yard seemed like an illusion.

Yingge walked for a while and then stopped. The quiet Yiyuan Garden made people feel even more terrifying.

The lantern turned into a pile of ashes on the ground, with a few torches flickering. The carriage rolled to the side, and corpses lying all over the ground, some of which were even body parts. However, a few horses had regained their calm and were leisurely grazing on the flowers and plants by the roadside. The images of people and horses formed a sharp contrast.

It turns out that this is the place where Chen Junhe mentioned the carriages and horses were waiting.

Yingge tiptoed the ground, stepped over silently, and walked into the yard.

From time to time, there are some sounds in my ears.

"Search. The adults said to try to catch them alive."

"You, look here."

"Here, and here, be careful."

A team was led by a leader dressed in the same attire as the red guard before. While giving orders, he glanced around with sharp eyes.

The assassin is still there, and when the two sides meet, it's either you or I.

Yingge moved slowly along the corner of the wall and saw many corpses along the way, including those of garden servants, red-clothed guards, and assassins in black nightgowns.

Judging from these corpses, there are quite a few people who came this time, but I don’t know if any of them are still alive.

Yingge walked forward for a while and saw a brightly lit house. It was obviously where Lu Gongqing lived. There were also several vigilant red-clothed guards standing outside. She didn't know if he had already hidden himself.

"Has Magistrate Liang arrived? He was just summoned. It must have been a while!" An eunuch ran out and urged.

"Are we sealing off the city and preparing to hunt down the assassin?" one of the guards asked after taking the token.

There was a commotion coming from the other side of the garden, "You guys go over there and take a look." Then several guards were seen taking orders and walking away quickly.

The guards who had just received the tokens also followed.

The footsteps faded away, and Yingge, who climbed over the wall into the yard, saw Lu Gongqing standing in the hall at a glance.

He stood in front of a screen, his long hair draped behind his back, and he was still wearing the bright red clothes he had worn when he committed the murder.

“Got it!” he said suddenly, and Yingge’s body immediately tensed up.

But he just turned around, raised his sleeves, reached out to take a brush from the table next to him, and started writing on the screen.

"There are many forks in the world, but every step will lead you to the immortal trail." It turned out that he was writing a poem.

Awesome, really awesome. Yingge couldn't write poetry, but what impressed her was that a man who knew that there were assassins trying to kill his son at any time still had the leisure to write poetry. He was truly the first person to do so.

Yingge didn't know what kind of mentality a person would have when facing the imminent death. She often killed people without facing the dead directly. Those who were about to die didn't know they were about to die, so she didn't know their reactions before they died.

Since he loves writing poetry so much, why not let him die while writing poetry this time? This will also fulfill his dream.

Yingge leaned her back against the wall and slowly moved over. It was obvious that Lu Gongqing had finished writing. He was staring at the screen in a daze, and anyone could tell that he was thinking.

Yingge's eyes were always around the room, and suddenly she stopped. The screen blocked her view just now, so she couldn't see the ground. Now she walked out, she found a man lying on the ground. He was wearing black clothes, holding a knife in his hand, and blood was flowing all over the ground. It was obvious that he was dead.

"Oh no, I was careless." Yingge thought.

How could she think that Lu Gongqing had no martial arts skills, or was the information she had obtained not accurate enough?

"Young man, what do you think of my poem?" said Lu Gongqing.

He did not turn around, and there was no one else in the room, so it was obvious that this question was directed at Yingge.

Yingge was silent for a while and said, "Not bad."

Lu Gongqing laughed, turned around and swept his red cuffs, and said, "Yingge, you are wrong. Lying is not a smart thing to do."

Yingge took a few steps toward the door and said, "I didn't lie."

"Before in Yi Garden, you clearly knew how to write poetry, but you said you couldn't because you were afraid. Look at this poem I just wrote. It's so bad, but you said it's good. It shows that you are lying against your conscience."

"I'm really not very good at writing poetry. What the adults said is right."

"So, on this beautiful night, are you here to write poetry to me, Yingge, or are you here to kill me?"

"I choose the latter."

After hearing what she said, Lu Gongqing was not angry, but sat down. "You are interesting, kid. I was not good at writing poems just now because it was really boring. Poems should be written in accordance with the scene. You see the man on the ground, he did not arouse my emotions, so he stayed. It's not my fault."

"Killing people is a boring thing in itself."

"No, I think you are quite interesting. You guys have been changing your appearances for so many years. You joined the Liu family and concealed your identity. Finally, you have become smart for once."

Although Yingge didn't understand what he said, she couldn't deny that she could guess that he probably thought she was one of the people who came to assassinate him.

Lu Gongqing himself has said for so many years that he was careless this time. He has done so many evil things over the years, but he is still alive and well, which shows that he is quite capable.

"It seems that you have found someone who is both civil and military this time."

It was obviously so chaotic outside, and someone was openly trying to assassinate him, but he opened the door and let others in. Not only did he rely on those guards to protect him for so many years, he must have been very confident in himself.

Perhaps those who assassinated him in the past were like the person lying on the ground today.

Lu Gongqing followed his line of sight and looked at the man on the ground and said with a smile, "I can't help it either. You guys have been involved in so many assassinations, big and small, over the years. Who dares to walk around without some self-defense?"

"Even if you don't consider what I want to do, you're still worried about my appearance, right?"

"Your Excellency is indeed good-looking."

"Well, yes, you are right this time."

Yingge asked, "Can the boy leave now?"

Lu Gongqing didn't expect her to say such a thing at this time. After laughing, he shook his head and said, "Now, I'm afraid it won't work. If you had walked by the lake before, I wouldn't have pursued it. But now that you've come back, there's nothing I can do!"

When Yingge heard her say this, he clenched his hands unconsciously. It turned out that he had discovered it when they were by the lake. It turned out to be so powerful. This time she really misjudged him.

“I think I still want to give it a try.”

Lu Gongqing slammed the table and stood up, saying, "The world is full of heroes and knights who don't care about life and death." After that, he waved his hand and swept the brush hanging on the table towards Yingge.

It was just an ordinary brush, but in Lu Gongqing's hand it flew towards her like a sharp sword, brushed past her shoulder, and sank into the wall behind her. Yingge felt particularly painful at the place where she had just dodged.

Because of this dodge, her steps were disrupted, and Lu Gongqing also leaped out of the hall.

"I am worried about the things that are not yet completed, and I wish to remain anonymous after the success."

"What do you think of these two sentences?"

A slender, pale hand grabbed Yingge's shoulder.

In order to avoid him, Yingge "leaned back and knelt on the ground, freeing one hand to grab an iron rod she had fastened to her belt."

With a swish sound, half of Lu Gongqing's sleeve was cut off, and Yingge was already behind him.

While beating him, Lu Gongqing said, "You are so unkind, how can you tear someone's clothes during a fight?"

Yingge immediately apologized, "I'm sorry for bothering you. It's my fault."

While the two were talking, three moves were exchanged and they had already moved into the hall. Yingge's iron rod only scratched his clothes, but Yingge's shoulder had been hit several times by Lu Gongqing without any weapons.

Yingge could barely lift his right hand to argue, but he still held the iron rod tightly.

Lu Gongqing was a little annoyed. "You are so annoying, little kid. You have such high internal strength, but you still can't break even after being hit by several palm strikes."

"It's not bad, thank you for the compliment, sir."

"You can still joke around at such a young age. Could it be that you have been learning how to kill since you were a kid?"

In modern times, Yingge was indeed a killer trained since childhood, for at least a dozen years. She was only 27 or 28 years old when she died, so it is not an exaggeration to say that she learned it since childhood.

You kid, you are dishonest, I don’t like this and then he picked up a chair and threw it at Yingge.

"I'm not lying. This is my secret, and now you are the first person to know it."

After saying that, she rolled over on the ground.

One end of the sharp iron rod was against the stool, and Lu Gongqing's hand penetrated the chair and grabbed Yingge's lapel, while Yingge's iron rod was against Lu Gongqing's chest.

Yingge's eyes gleamed, but she froze in place the next second. The iron rod could not move forward. In front of her was not a body but a solid wall. Then she felt a pain in her chest, and the green official grabbed her and lifted her up high.

"Humph, you can't talk, you always lie, you can't fight, you're a stinky boy, and you can't even drink blood. What's the point of keeping you? You might as well go and die."