"Be careful!" At this thought, Manager Liao immediately shouted.
But before he finished speaking, he saw a sharp flash of sword light under the moonlight.
Although he had served as a soldier, twenty years of struggling for a living had weakened his body and made Steward Liao helpless. He barely dodged an inch. With a "pop" sound, the knife struck him from the shoulder. Steward Liao stood up.
The words stopped abruptly.
"Second uncle!" Liao Ping was coming out of the shop. When he saw this scene, his eyes turned red instantly: "Kill, kill the thief quickly."
The soldiers of the government drew their swords one after another, and the men who were originally gangsters on the road went to attack the guy. Even if they didn't react slowly, those who had been prepared for it all had their right arms trembling.
Originally there was something wrapped in a cloth cover in his hand, but now he waved his arm and shook it, and the long knife shone with a cold light.
The man's face was expressionless, and he led the people forward at a very fast speed.
"Kill!" There were several sounds of tearing cloth, accompanied by cold light, and with each flash, a fountain of blood spurted out.
"Ah!" There was no formation at all. There was an occasional clang in the direction of the sword. Under the dim light of the stars and moon, a severed arm fell out, and Liao Ping let out a scream.
There was only a scream, and a "pop" sound was heard. The long knife pierced his waist, and he suddenly retreated, bringing up a fountain of blood. Liao Ping's eyes widened, his scream was choked by blood, and he turned over and fell.
Go down.
In just one minute, all seven or eight people present fell to the ground, and the strong smell of blood instantly filled the air, making people sick to smell it.
There were shops nearby that had not yet been closed. It was not that no one heard the noise, but it was as if everyone fell asleep all at once. Even the candlelight was quickly extinguished. Only lanterns were left, floating slightly in the wind in the silent night, like
Clusters of will-o'-the-wisps.
Only the shopkeeper persisted for a little longer, because he realized something was wrong at the first moment, so he ran backwards, twisted, rolled, and shouted: "Spare me, it's none of my business."
The leading man moved his left hand, and light suddenly appeared. At the same moment, the shopkeeper let out a muffled grunt, and his body that had been fleeing jumped forward.
A hidden weapon penetrated the inside, with barbs attached, and death was certain.
"Brother, everything has been taken care of. Go into those shops whether they are needed or not..." Someone checked the dead bodies and found that there were indeed no survivors, so they went to the leading man and reported.
The young man holding the knife looked into the distance. At the end of this street, there was the back door of Prince Dai's Mansion.
"No need." The young man said coldly: "The explanation I received was to kill the person who killed Dai Wangfu. Others are meaningless to us."
"The Prince's Palace hasn't reacted yet. I, Bo Yan, pay attention to quick decisions when doing things."
"Now we are running errands for the prince's palace. It is different from before. We don't need to kill people and silence them. It would be even worse if we make a big fuss. Moreover, it will also waste time."
"I know what you are thinking. There should be a lot of gold and silver in this store. Search it and move all the corpses inside."
"Even if there are people to help us deal with the aftermath, we can't leave the corpses in the wild and make things difficult."
After saying that, the young man wiped the knife and took it back, and walked towards the back door of Prince Dai's Mansion.
There were a few lights in the distance, but no dogs barked. Soon they arrived at the side door of Prince Dai's Mansion. There was no need to push the door open. The door was opened silently from the inside. A servant with a low eyebrow made a gesture towards him without saying a word.
When you come in, lead the way in front.
The side door led to several courtyards, corridors and paths. They took a remote path, and because someone was guiding them, they successfully avoided a wave of patrolling government soldiers.
There was a row of rooms in front of him, and Bo Yan was led to a door by this man.
With the same silent push, the wooden door opened and Bo Yan entered.
The room was pitch dark, but for a swordsman like Bo Yan, it didn't bother him at all. He didn't need to light a lamp. After getting used to it for a while, he saw a set of clothes on the table. They were the servant uniforms of the Dai Wang Palace.
mask.
Of course, there is no lifelike human skin mask in this world. Although it may be human skin, it only covers the human face. Let alone in the daytime, even if you look carefully under the lamp, you will find something wrong - pale, lifeless, and not like life.
Face.
I changed my clothes in the dark. I had prepared them in advance and they fit me perfectly. As long as I kept my head down and walked, I could easily hide my identity at night. A surprise attack would not be a problem.
"Wen Xunpeng?" The swordsman muttered to himself, then stood up and walked out.
During this period, lights were lit in every room in the palace, lanterns were hung in the courtyard and corridors, and servants walked around carrying things. There were constant banquets throughout the day, creating a lot of garbage, which all needed to be cleaned up.
After a while, most of the servants were gone in the corridors and paths.
"Hey, my back hurts, how about you?" the two servants said as they walked, one of them rubbed his neck.
One person replied: "I also have a sore back, but I'm finally done with my work. I can go back to sleep. When I get up tomorrow, I'll have good food all day long. Let's not get up too late."
"It's natural. I heard that we will get an extra month's monthly payment later because we did a good job today. From the looks of it, the reward alone is enough for you to get a wife, right?"
"Hey, if it weren't for my lack of energy, I would actually like to cook it a little longer. Many ingredients have to be distributed. We just finished eating and finished eating. Others haven't eaten yet, especially Mr. Cen and Mr. Lu. They have to send good food over.
, being able to get closer to them is of great benefit."
While talking, the two servants walked away.
A man came out from behind the tree nearby, glanced at it, and then continued forward.
After walking around for a while, you can see several row houses, shaded by thousands of green bamboo poles, a winding verandah at the entrance, and gravel paths under the steps. These are several small courtyards, each with two or three small rooms.
Holding a banana.
"This little boy will give you a book boy, and she will take care of the daily things for you." At this time, the steward said, smiled, and pointed to a little boy and the maid: "The courtyard is simple, please forgive me, sir."
Then he introduced Luo Jiang, who was following behind: "This is Miss Luo, the sword dance professor of this mansion, and also a guest in the mansion."
Only then did Wen Xunpeng wake up from his shock and hurriedly changed his face and smiled: "What are you saying? No matter how good the yard is, there will be no place to live."
This is the truth. The courtyard is not worse than that of Prince Qi's Mansion. As for the maids, although their treatment is not as good as when they were the advisers of Prince Qi, it is much better than when they fell out of favor later. Besides, several retainers of Prince Dai's Mansion all live alone in a small courtyard.
The treatment in this aspect is similar, and Wen Xunpeng is very satisfied with it.
Not to mention, at the banquet, the newly appointed king was able to quarrel with him and the king of Qi. This kind of protection made a warm current flow through his heart.
"Miss Luo." As for Luo Jiang, it is not an easy task to serve as a guest in the palace. Wen Xunpeng did not dare to neglect and bowed.
While they were talking, a servant suddenly came in with a food box. It looked like he was bringing food to him, so Wen Xunpeng didn't pay attention.
"Be careful!" Luo Jiang glanced at it and immediately realized something was wrong, and drank hurriedly.