The retired man went into the wrong book, and his beautiful husband loved him

The dark moon kills people on a night, and the wind blows high and sets people on fire.

Lin Qiqi stood by the window, looking up at the big moon in the sky that was almost full, and a little worry arose in her heart: with such bright moonlight, would the assassins be afraid to come?

But think about it, if they were willing to fight in the street in broad daylight wearing black clothes and wearing masks, they probably wouldn't consider the moon.

Yun Qing stared quietly at his little wife's face which was full of confusion. He could guess what she was thinking at the moment without thinking too much.

He smiled to himself, finding it quite amusing.

The walls and roofs have been carefully arranged according to Lin Qiqi's instructions. If the assassins really don't come, it would be a waste of her efforts.

After dinner, Lin Qiqi decisively sent all the servants in Yunqing's yard to rest.

The originally brightly lit courtyard suddenly became dim, leaving only a few dim lights to create a sense of atmosphere.

The light in the bedroom is the brightest, as if conveying some message to the outside world.

The assassins probably never dreamed that they would become the objects of expectation.

At three quarters past midnight, the entire world seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, utterly silent. Suddenly, the lights in Yunqingyuan's bedroom went out, and a dozen dark shadows, moving swiftly like ghosts, silently approached Yunqingyuan.

After reaching the door, the assassin leader cautiously made several gestures, signaling others to launch an attack from different directions.

He knew very well that Yun Qing had some highly skilled guards under his command, but he was not afraid. He was very confident that if he was there in the afternoon, he would definitely not fail.

The men he brought with him at this moment were all strictly trained professional killers with rich experience and excellent skills.

The assassin leader, thinking of the high reward he would receive after completing the mission, gathered his strength and tried to fly over the wall. As he was about to take flight, a man suddenly flew out from a nearby tree and kicked him back.

The assassin leader was stunned. How could it be so fast? Is this the speed of a mortal?

He was about to pick up his weapon to fight, but he found he had no strength left. Was he poisoned? When did it happen? He hadn't noticed it at all. He was a skilled warrior, so how could he be poisoned so quietly?

The assassin leader wanted to curse, but found that his tongue was stiff, he couldn't close his mouth, and he was drooling.

The gate opened and the lights in the yard instantly lit up. The moon was already bright, so now the situation in the yard was clearly visible.

The assassin leader looked towards the courtyard gate with difficulty, his eyes almost popping out of his head in shock. Most of his proud subordinates, those elites he had painstakingly trained, were lying in the courtyard.

There seemed to be a few more people on the roof, being kicked down one by one.

Everyone was like him, with their mouths wide open and drooling, looking like a group of idiots.

The assassin leader was completely paralyzed. He hadn't even begun his mission, and everyone had fallen. No one had told him there was a poison expert here. Now he was doomed! Even if he took poison, he couldn't hold his teeth tight, and he couldn't even pray for death.

The door of the side hall opened, and it turned out to be a group of officers and soldiers!

The assassin leader couldn't close his eyes even if he wanted to, watching the group of soldiers holding chains approaching his men. The soldiers also wore strange masks on their faces, their noses and mouths were covered tightly, and it was obvious that they had been prepared in advance.

Lord Qi, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, looked at the assassins all over the ground with a complicated expression.

When Yun Hai reported the assassin's threat to come that night, he didn't believe it. Who would tell you the time of the assassination? He couldn't go home without coming to the Yun Mansion. He still had no clue about the Qingfeng Tower incident, so he came to check it out.

As soon as he entered the door, Yunhai came in with a bunch of mask-like things, saying that everyone had to wear them at midnight, and that they would win the battle without bloodshed tonight.

Lord Qi and his twelve men sat and waited in the side hall. They were provided with various delicacies and entertainment activities, so he was too embarrassed to complain about the long wait.

At midnight, someone came to remind them to put on their masks. Lord Qi and his men put on their masks, and then Yunhai was seen scurrying back and forth between the rooftops, walls, and doorways, carrying a large bag. He was scattering something as he went, and Yunhai had said it had an anesthetic effect.

Lord Qi was too lazy to worry about what anesthesia was. After midnight, when no one showed up, he led his troops to retreat.

He's been exhausted these past two days. So many people have died in Qingfeng Tower, and yet nothing has been uncovered. The suspects all have alibis, and a few left Qingfeng Tower prematurely, leaving no trace at all. It's really weird.

Lord Qi was still lost in thought in the darkness when there was a gentle knock on the door, two short and one long, which was Yunhai's secret signal, indicating that someone was coming.

Qi thought he would be able to win at least a few moves. But instead, he heard the sound of something falling to the ground and something rolling down from the roof.

"Sir, the person has been caught." Yunhai's voice came.

They caught him already? Less than half an incense stick of time? Was the assassin too stupid or was the drug too potent?

Lord Qi was annoyed. He felt that it would be better for him not to be an official now. Yun Hai was better than him.

When Master Qi opened the door and saw a group of black-clad men who looked like they had lost their minds, he felt even more annoyed. The battle was over before it even began, and a group of experts had been left like this. This Yunqing Courtyard was truly bizarre.

Yunhai checked the assassins' teeth one by one, and found that they were all filled with poison. He did not hesitate, and punched each of them, knocking all the poisonous teeth out of their mouths.

Lord Qi looked up at the sky in silence. This achievement came so suddenly, why couldn't he be happy?

The door to the main house opened, and Yun Qing and Lin Qiqi walked out together. Lin Qiqi looked at the man in black on the ground, raised an eyebrow and smiled at Yun Qing, "I won! It took a total of eight minutes."

Master Qi roared inwardly, "What's going on? Are we even making a bet? What does eight minutes mean? Are there any other codes he doesn't understand?"

Yun Qing smiled and bowed to Lin Qiqi: "Madam, you are amazing! I, your husband, am willing to admit defeat."

So arrogant. Can't so many officers and soldiers see it?

Lord Qi tried hard not to show his dissatisfaction. Some people can abuse dogs happily, while others have to work overtime miserably. It's all fate!

Yun Qing winked at Yun Hai, who immediately understood. He walked over to Master Qi and said, "Master, I will help you all send the assassin to jail."

Qi Da Ren glanced at Yun Hai and nodded in agreement. The main reason was that he didn't know when this anesthesia would wear off. If these people on the way were fine, his men might not be able to defeat them. Yun Hai looked like a powerful man, so he felt at ease with him.

As soon as they left the Yun Mansion, Yun Hai immediately handed over a stack of banknotes: "Thank you all for your hard work today. This is a thank you gift from the master and the mistress."

Lord Qi took a look at the silver note, which was about three thousand taels, and felt conflicted. He didn't want to accept it, but his brothers had been exhausted recently, and he wanted to reward everyone.

Yun Hai saw that Master Qi was struggling, and quickly added, "Master Qi, please don't refuse. If these assassins fail once or twice, they will probably come back again. The master still relies on your protection."

Qi chuckled inwardly. "Would that couple need him?" What a joke! But the ladder was already set up, so he might as well climb it. He might be dismissed from his position at any time, so what's the point of being so noble?

As soon as Master Qi accepted the banknote, the brothers behind him stepped out in a happy rhythm. Happy again, brothers.