I always have a feeling that the reason why the head that I split into two halves was put together again and wrapped tightly around the tip of my knife was that it tried hard to remember what I looked like before it broke into pieces again, and I also wanted to see some information from his eyes.
After I stared at the other person for more than ten seconds, the head hanging on the tip of my knife suddenly exuded a trace of green gas, and with a "pop" sound, it split into two halves and fell to the ground.
I just put away my sword when I heard Duan Yunfei say, "Thank you, Brother Wu, for your help. But..."
"However, this is the time for Hell Gate to carry out its mission, and no one else needs to interfere. Moreover, everything you do may affect Hell Gate's mission.
Nangong Ling walked out of the building and said coldly: "Wu Zhao, it's not the time for you to take action yet, why do you want to interfere?"
I looked at Nangong Ling, then at Guan Qingyan, and instantly understood—I was being plotted against.
From the moment Duan Yunfei jumped off the building while holding Guan Qingyan, I should have thought that there was something fishy going on.
In addition to the sorcerer at the door of the hell gate, there are more than a dozen masters gathered in the building. It is impossible for them to be killed by ghosts in an instant. Even if Duan Yunfei has been forced to jump off the building, there should still be someone who follows him and jumps to the ground together.
However, even after Duan Yunfei had firmly stood on his feet, there was still no figure appearing at the window. This could only mean that the master of Hell Gate deliberately did not show up.
They knew I was on the opposite building, so they deliberately wanted to lure me into action and also left the opportunity to chop off someone's head to me.
Duan Yunfei should be very familiar with the origin of the head. He also knew that once he cut off the head, he would be entangled by ghosts and monsters and would not stop fighting until he died. If it was the people from the Hell Gate who took action, they would probably send a group of people to protect their companions who were entangled by ghosts and monsters.
In the meantime, their strength will be greatly weakened. The best way is to kick the companion who is haunted by the ghost out of the team and let him fend for himself, or fight to the death to buy time for Duan Yunfei.
Duan Yunfei sacrificed one of his subordinates and an innocent employer, and replaced the person who should have been sacrificed with me.
I have to say that he is not only good at killing with a borrowed knife, but also good at making his opponents fall into his own trap.
After I figured everything out, I was silent for a moment, then I looked at Nangong Ling and said, "Since Judge Nangong has ruled that I shouldn't have taken action, then let's talk about the punishment!"
Nangong Ling said coldly: "I sentence you to wait three more days. In other words, you can go to replace the Hell Gate after six days. Are you convinced?"
"Six days, that's totally fine. See you in six days!" I clasped my fists towards Nangong Ling coldly and walked towards the street corner without looking back.
"Wu Zhao..." After I took two steps, I heard Guan Qingyan calling me.
When I subconsciously paused, Guan Qingyan said, "I... I actually..."
"You are just testing my bottom line, right?" I said coldly, "Today, the grudge between you and me is officially settled. If you do it again, it will be revenge. I, Wu Zhao, am very good at holding grudges."
Just as I was about to take another step, Nangong Ling suddenly shouted, "Shi Bucong, go away. Don't go with Wu Zhao anymore. He can't win."
Monk Shi, who had just rushed down from upstairs, just glanced at Nangong Ling and walked towards me.
"Shi Bucong!" Nangong Ling said sternly, "Don't forget that you have a poison in your body!"
Shi Heshang finally spoke: "Don't forget that you are the referee. Brother, let's go."
I didn't say anything the whole way, but Monk Shi couldn't help but ask, "Zhaozi, why did you want to save Guan Qingyan? You don't owe her anything, do you?"
I smiled faintly and said, "I was also wondering why I went to save Guan Qingyan. If you want to hear it, I will tell you a few words."
Speaking of feelings, Guan Qingyan and I have no feelings at all. The only thing she left in my heart was the stunning sight when I first met her.
If I say I feel guilty, I do feel guilty. In my heart, my grandfather gave the Guan family wealth in exchange for Guan Qingyan, and it was an exchange that could not be changed. This exchange was unfair to both me and her. What I couldn't let go of was not a marriage contract, but the oath I was forced to make.
Perhaps, looking at it from another angle, only if one of us is reduced to ashes can the oath disappear automatically.
When Guan Qingyan fell downstairs, a thought did flash through my mind, but in the end I softened my heart.
I don't know why I suddenly remembered Gu Piaoran's words, what kind of talent is it in the martial arts world, what kind of character is it that is a hero, a person like me will never become a hero.
If you don't have the heart to look at life and death with indifference, never talk about the struggle for supremacy among heroes.
Perhaps, I can watch those who have nothing to do with me die without any reaction, but I just couldn't watch my nominal wife die in front of me. I took action because of this soft-heartedness with a little sense of responsibility.
My grandfather once said that being ruthless and merciless is the way of the world, and being soft-hearted will come at a price.
I talked for a long time before I stopped. Monk Shi laughed and said, "If you were a tyrant, Old Ye and I wouldn't go through life and death with you, Dou Ma wouldn't defend you desperately, and Lu Xiaoying wouldn't move into Old Ye's house."
Monk Shi said disapprovingly, "Just start fighting! If Duan Yunfei has any small things to deal with, let him do it, and we brothers will follow suit. If we can't win, can't we just die together?"
I looked at Monk Shi and didn't know what to say.
Maybe, I shouldn't say anything!
Monk Shi changed the subject nonchalantly and said, "We have to do something during these six days, right? Can we really be chased by ghosts for six days?"
Six days may not seem like a long time, but in some cases, it can change everything.
If my guess is correct, Monk Shi and I will be hunted endlessly within six days. Maybe we will be dead before the time is up, or we will have to admit defeat and surrender under certain circumstances.
Even if we can escape for six days, what can we do? Duan Yunfei will withdraw all the troops after six days, and throw more than ten people from Guan's family, including Guan Qingyan, to me. There are only two of us. Can we take care of everyone? With Duan Yunfei's character, he can watch his employer being slaughtered by ghosts. Once Guan Qingyan dies, our mission will automatically fail.
The ending is still the same.
I thought for a long time before shaking my head and saying, "I don't know what to do either. Isn't that what I'm thinking about right now?"
Before I could finish my words, my phone started to ring. I turned on the phone and saw that it was Dou Po who was on the other end: "Xiao Zhaozi, Maozi was ambushed on the way and he managed to escape at all costs. Now he is seriously injured and can't make it back. How are you doing?"
I took a deep breath and told him the whole story.
If it were someone else, I might feel ashamed, but in front of Dou Po, I didn't feel that way. She always called me her godson, maybe that's why sons don't feel ashamed even if they wet their pants in front of their mothers
Dou Po was silent for a long time before she said, "You have met your match. The man named Duan Yunfei is known as the 'heart needle'. He is the best at guessing other people's thoughts. Everything you say and do in front of him may be used as a weakness for him to exploit."
"Duan Yunfei is using a knife to kill someone, but the knife he borrowed is the ghost's. No one can find fault with him. You... if you really can't do it, just admit defeat. Jiuchong Pavilion will do its best to protect you."
I know what Doupo means. She means that her old face is still useful in Jiuchong Pavilion. But how much does the sect have to pay for Jiuchong Pavilion to protect me? After all, Jiuchong Pavilion is not Doupo's alone.
I didn't respond to what Grandma Dou was saying, but changed the subject: "Grandma Dou, do you know what kind of ghost uses several sticks to prop up a person's head?"
Dou Po thought for a moment and said, "That might be a kind of puppetry..."
The real puppetry secrets of the art have long been lost, and although the puppets that can be made now are strange, they no longer have the power of the ancient puppetry mechanisms. However, there are also people in the art who use puppetry to do some simple things.
I asked back, "Mom Dou, puppetry can't be that simple, can a dead person's head be made into a puppet by sticking a few wooden sticks on it? Why do I feel that your information is unreliable?"
Dou Po was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone and said, "I suddenly thought of something, which may have something to do with the ghost you encountered. However, I have to check it out, so wait for my call. In the next few days, don't take the initiative to attack, just hold on. Also, if you need information, contact someone named Shen Fengyin, she will provide you with information."
Dou Po hung up the phone right after she finished speaking, but I frowned. Dou Po is not the kind of person who hides things, especially at a time like this, there is no need for her to hide anything. The reason why she refused to tell me her speculation could only be one thing - she thought of something extraordinary, and before she was sure, she didn't want to increase my psychological pressure.
However, Dou Po did solve a problem for me. What I am worried about now is that I have no source of information. Duan Yunfei can investigate me clearly, but I can't get any information about Duan Yunfei. If someone helps me collect intelligence, at least I can turn the situation around a little.
However, Doupo asked me to hold on...
While I was pondering, Shi Heshang's phone rang: "Old Ye..."
As soon as Shi Heshang picked up the phone, he heard a strange voice coming from the other end of the phone: "Shi Bucong, right? I am the supervisory elder of the Mingshi Arena. Ye Jin and Lu Xiaoying are suspected of interfering with the Mingshi Arena and have been jointly wanted by the three factions. If Ye Jin contacts you, you'd better persuade him to surrender himself, otherwise, all the consequences will be at your own risk."
"Bullshit!" Shi Heshang was furious, but there was a busy tone on the other end of the phone. (To be continued)