Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

What was faster than her brain and emotions was Li Huoyue's skills.

Before the fake King Liang could see the movement clearly, there was a "clang" sound, followed by a "click".

The two sounds alternated continuously. After just a dozen or so times, the originally intact offering tree was smashed into a pile that looked like a wooden stake chopped by an axe, and its original shape could no longer be seen.

It suddenly rained heavily outside without any warning, as if there was a hole in the sky. The accumulated rain rushed out and fell everywhere in the world. After a while, it gathered together again, waiting for the next raindrops to join in.

Coach Zuo was extremely shocked and looked at Li Huoyue with a mixture of fear and admiration.

"...I'm dying. Do you know what you have done?" Coach Zuo swallowed his dry throat, feeling that the scene before him was an illusion.

Li Huoyue stood on the incense table with the remaining fragments of the small tripod in her hand, looking down at Guide Zuo from above, with no expression on her face, as if she was the god, glancing indifferently at the mortals in the world.

The two looked at each other in silence, like a portrait.

After a long while, Coach Zuo finally recovered from his shock. He seemed to have given up, yet also seemed to be amused and helpless. He sighed and said, "...Forget it. Anyway, everyone in your Li family is like this, and it's not the first or second time."

There was a noise outside, and someone rushed over and stood outside the door, whispering, "Coach Zuo?"

"No problem." Coach Zuo replied, "Everyone get off."

"Yes." The person outside responded decisively and immediately withdrew, like a programmed machine.

Without the source of discomfort, Li Huoyue turned his attention back to the fake King of Liang.

She applied a little force with her fingertips, and the bronze fragment in her hand immediately broke into two pieces. The sound of the breaking, coupled with the heavy rain outside, made Coach Zuo's back shiver, and she wished she could wrap herself in two more thick clothes.

When Li Huoyue came, he had a lot of questions to ask, and now he has even more questions to ask.

They appear one after another, in an endless stream.

She picked the question she wanted to ask the most, laid the groundwork, and then said, "Did you use some trickery to lure me here?"

Coach Zuo looked up at Li Huoyue and nodded slightly, "I guess so."

"Is it?" Li Huoyue noticed the roundabout wordplay. "That wasn't your intention? So you're also being controlled by others?"

"Yeah." Coach Zuo sighed again. He knew it would be like this.

"Who?"

Instructor Zuo subconsciously glanced at the shrine, then looked away after seeing the mess. "There are many. Which one are you asking about?"

"Aren't you going to tell me everything?" Li Huoyue threw away a piece of debris, leaving only a small piece in his hand.

As the debris fell to the ground, Coach Zuo could clearly hear the meaning of "threat".

But he still didn't answer immediately. Instead, he asked Li Huoyue a question seriously: "You, don't have any memory, right?"

Before Li Huoyue could react, he continued, "You have no memory. Even if I tell you, you won't know what I'm talking about."

At first, Li Huoyue's words really surprised him. The tone and manner were exactly the same as the conversation pattern they had when they became familiar with each other later. For a moment, he thought their plan had failed.

But when he saw Li Huoyue smash the shrine directly, there was nothing he didn't understand.

"You'd better leave quickly." Coach Zuo looked at the rain outside, which was very erratic. "Someone will be here soon, and they are not on the same level as the people here."

Better than the palace guards?

"From the palace?" Li Huoyue guessed.

Coach Zuo nodded.

"Come to arrest me?" Li Huoyue was puzzled. If it was someone from the palace who came to arrest her, regardless of whether she left in advance, where could she escape to in the end? The entire Li Mansion was still staying at Suyun Bridge, three miles away.

"Yes." Coach Zuo nodded again, thought for a moment, and then said, "You smashed the branch of the sacred tree, so they will definitely send people to investigate. You should leave quickly, because they won't treat you any differently."

Li Huoyue silently calculated the distance from the palace to the prince's residence. "A branch of the sacred tree? Why are you placing it here?"

Coach Zuo's heart tightened slightly, and his breathing quickened. "...You better leave now. Those props of yours won't work with them. You haven't witnessed the fate of captured travelers, but have you never even heard of it?"

Li Huoyue was still standing on the incense table. Compared with his previous indifferent expression, there was a layer of coldness in his eyes. He unconsciously stroked the fragments in his hand and looked at Coach Zuo coldly, motionless.

Coach Zuo stepped back repeatedly under the gaze of his gaze. Images flashed through his mind, overlapping with reality. He blurted out in disbelief, "You want to kill me again? I didn't do anything to you this time!"

He always only does the tasks assigned to him by his superiors. After completing the tasks, he would quietly act as a bystander and would not take the initiative to do anything extra. At most, he would ask a few more questions out of curiosity.

It seems that I was too curious today and talked too much.

"You mean, I killed you?"

Li Huoyue spoke slowly.

Coach Zuo remained silent this time, which was considered a silent response.

Combining this strange reaction with the previous conversation, it was not difficult for Li Huoyue to guess something, but she didn't understand why Coach Zuo showed such a "submissive" attitude.

Although Coach Zuo seemed to be afraid of her and was forced to "reveal" some information, if you think about it carefully, it seems that as long as she asks, there will be some answers. Even if they are not given directly, other information will be revealed indirectly.

Li Huoyue confirmed his thoughts and asked, "Have you ever killed me?"

This question follows the previous one, but the prerequisite information of the question is not the previous one.

The prerequisite information of the previous question is Coach Zuo’s “You want to kill me again”, and the prerequisite information of this sentence can only be that both parties tacitly acknowledge that such things have happened many times “before”, and now everything is happening again.

Coach Zuo glanced at Li Huoyue deeply, his tone calm and casual, as if he didn't feel that he had revealed much useful information, and then he said:

"How could I? Aren't the people who kill you the most always from your Li family?"

Li Huoyue felt uncomfortable after hearing this answer. Only a fool would try to sow discord between family relationships that have lasted for so many years as soon as they meet.

However, the answer is not very important. What is more important now is that she has confirmed the attitude of this fake King Liang: as long as you ask, he will answer.

"What do you want to do by bringing me here today?" Li Huoyue continued, glancing around at the portraits. "To bring me here to see these paintings?"

After hearing the first question, Coach Zuo was about to answer when he heard the second question, and his momentum weakened a little.

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it. Once he brought it up, he really felt a little unlucky. He had been busy for most of the day and had finally completed the tasks for several parties. He was just resting comfortably in his own little courtyard!

Being forced to wake up in the middle of the night to "work overtime" would have been one thing, but I almost lost my life in advance.

Ugh!