This is not a general's residence, it's clearly a place for pleasure.
As if she could see Yang Zaixing's surprise, a maid with a rather rough appearance whispered and scolded him: "Don't look around. When you enter the Bi Mansion, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and don't care about what you shouldn't care about. Otherwise, be careful not to lose your life."
Yang Zaixing glanced at the other person and agreed repeatedly, but still muttered softly: "It smells so good and so beautiful."
"Shut up, Xiaohua is right, but I would like to add one more thing. You shouldn't talk too much. Don't talk too much. Remember, trouble comes from the mouth." The leading maid heard Yang Zaixing's muttering and hurriedly stopped him in a low voice.
However, she stopped Yang Zaixing, but another maid following behind him said indignantly: "It's all because of that damn Taoist priest. We were a good family, but now the wife doesn't look like a wife, the concubines don't look like concubines, and the beautiful ladies who were as beautiful as flowers have been made like the most popular girls in the entertainment field. It's really a sin."
"Fang'er, shut up too. You will die if you say less." The leading maid immediately turned her head, looked coldly at the maid who spoke angrily, and scolded her harshly.
"Hmph." It seems that this leading maid has some prestige. When the maid heard the scolding, she could only snort coldly and dared not say anything else.
Listening to these discussions, Yang Zaixing felt that he was committing a sin.
After entering Bi's mansion, he was arranged to live in the woodshed, which was where he would work and sleep in the future. The job assigned to him by the leading maid was to chop wood and carry water for the Bi mansion. His range of activities was also restricted here. The maid strictly ordered him not to roam around. Of course, she meant well, and Yang Zaixing had no reason to object, so he readily agreed.
However, Yang Zaixing seemed to have come at an untimely time. For several days, that damn Lu Yongzhi had not visited the Bi Mansion. It seemed that the bastard was stabbed to death in the street. Although he did not die, he must have been hiding at home to recuperate for a while.
This news immediately made him feel unlucky.
Fortunately, Zhu Li was staying in the inn and rarely went out, so he was not discovered by those assassins. This gave Yang Zaixing time to continue waiting.
On this day, after Yang Zaixing had fetched water and chopped firewood, it was already very late, so he staggered towards the woodshed to rest; but when he opened the door, before he had time to adapt to the darkness in the room, a flash of silver light suddenly flew towards him, and a cold and fierce aura surged towards him, and the silver light went straight to his head, and the violent and fierce aura almost suffocated him.
The sudden attack made Yang Zaixing's heart tremble. Could it be that they were assassins? They didn't find the envoy Zhu Li, but found him first
In a hurry, Yang Zaixing only thought of these. Facing this fierce blow to the head, he acted without mercy. He swung the axe in his hand, which was originally used to chop wood, in an arc from right to inward, and bravely met the silver light.
"when"
Yang Zaixing knocked away the opponent's weapon with one blow. Instead of retreating, he advanced, crossed his left and right feet, suddenly reversed his body, stepped forward, raised his left hand, turned sideways and punched with his back, then, relying on his intuition, struck the opponent's chest with all his strength.
The man did not seem to have expected that a servant from the Bi Mansion would have such a fierce reaction. He was stunned and immediately lost the initiative. Facing Yang Zaixing's blow to the chest, the man in secret had no choice but to bend his left arm to take the blow on his back.
"Bang"
After the blow, the man only felt a huge force surging, and the blow on his arm was not a punch, but rather a feeling as if a bull had hit it. His body trembled uncontrollably, and he stepped back several steps, and after barely stabilizing his body, the man looked at the boy in front of him in horror.
The man in front of him looked like a tiger or leopard, extremely ferocious, and his gaze seemed to be full of sternness and iron-bloodedness. This man was definitely not a simple servant, the person in the dark was sure in his heart.
At this time, Yang Zaixing also adapted to the darkness.
The other person was looking at Yang Zaixing, and he also took the opportunity to look at the other person. He saw that the man was more than six feet tall, with a gloomy expression. What was even more terrifying was his eyes, which were so red that they seemed to spurt blood, as if everyone in the world had a grudge against him.
But after taking a look, Yang Zaixing breathed a sigh of relief. Although the person looked very dangerous, he was definitely not one of those assassins who came to chase him. The assassins' eyes were cold and stern, with a kind of indifference to life and death, but this person was not like that.
But since this man was not a assassin, why would he hide in the woodshed and plot to assassinate a servant like him who did rough work? Yang Zaixing couldn't understand.
However, he had no time to think about it. Although the assassination attempt on his opponent failed, he did not intend to escape. Instead, he clenched the long knife in his hand and rushed towards him again. It seemed that this person really wanted to kill him.
Yang Zaixing was shocked and suspicious, but he was not afraid. Who was he? He was known for being a tough guy, so why would he be reluctant to fight
Fortunately, although the opponent was ferocious, he did not utter a word and just swung his sword to attack, obviously not wanting to alarm others; and Yang Zaixing entered Bi's mansion with other intentions, so naturally he would not shout loudly. He also gritted his teeth and fought calmly.
After ten or so moves, Yang Zaixing began to mutter in his heart that the person who suddenly broke into his residence must be someone extraordinary. Judging from the opponent's attack, this person was brave and resolute, with a bloody and murderous aura. He was most likely from the military, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have such a heroic spirit.
Although the opponent's martial arts were good, Yang Zaixing did not take him seriously. He continued to exchange a few moves with the opponent. When the opponent's knife was about to hit him, Yang Zaixing suddenly jumped up and punched the opponent in the nose.
There was a loud "bang", and the man's face was instantly covered with red and white. He was in so much pain that tears kept flowing out. His eyes were blurred with tears and his vision was blurry. Let alone fighting back, it was now difficult for him to even distinguish Yang Zaixing's figure.
How could Yang Zaixing miss this opportunity? While the other party was crying and his vision was blurred, Yang Zaixing walked straight in, kicked away the other party's long sword, and punched him.
The sounds of "bang, bang..." continued to ring out.
After about half a cup of tea, the man was attacked all over his vital parts. He could only hold his head with both hands miserably and curl up into a ball. It seemed that he had no chance to fight back.
Yang Zaixing stopped beating him, looked at him coldly, and asked indifferently: "Who are you and why do you want to kill me?"
Hearing this, the man raised his lowered head slightly, rolled his eyes up, and looked at Yang Zaixing viciously, but did not respond.
"What is your purpose in coming to Bi's house?"
Cooperation made Yang Zaixing think for a moment, then he changed the subject.
"Hmph." The man lowered his head, snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Why bother asking more questions? Since Chen has fallen into your hands, his life and death are only in your hands. If you have the guts, chop Chen off with an axe, wouldn't it be great?"
Although the big man spoke firmly, his expression was very lonely, and an air of desolation and lifelessness permeated him. It was obvious that he had given up and was in despair.
Yang Zaixing's heart moved when he saw this scene. He immediately remembered the information he had obtained in the past few days. A few days ago, Lu Yongzhi was ostentatious in the city, but was assassinated in the street and was seriously injured. This led to Yang Zaixing guarding Bi's mansion in vain and gaining nothing.
This man's surname was Chen. It just so happened that Gao Pian had a fierce general named Chen Gong under his command. Moreover, that man had a grudge against Lu Yongzhi for killing his wife and children. What was even more coincidental was that Chen Gong's life and death was also unknown now, and no one knew where he was.
Thinking of this, Yang Zaixing seemed to hesitate a little, and asked tentatively: "You are Chen Gong, and you are the one who assassinated Lu Yongzhi in the street?"
As soon as these words came out, the six-foot-tall man who was waiting to die in silence trembled, then suddenly raised his head and said gloomily: "You know what, so what? I admit that I can't beat you, but if Chen wants to die, I believe you can't stop me. Don't try to hand me over to that beast Lu Yongzhi."
"Hmm" There was no denial. It seemed that this person was really that Chen Gong.
After realizing this man's identity, Yang Zaixing lost interest in killing him. Speaking of which, Chen Gong was miserable enough. He once saved Lu Yongzhi's life in the chaos of the army. However, this very person he saved made up a false accusation and caused his family to be destroyed. His parents and wife all died in vain. It was really pitiful.
However, no matter what, Chen Gong was still Lu Yongzhi's enemy, and he entered Bi Mansion mainly to capture and control Lu Yongzhi alive. To a certain extent, the two were on the same front. The only fear was that the other party would be impulsive and cause trouble for the envoy. Thinking of this, Yang Zaixing hesitated again.
"Why do you think I will kill you? Can't I be Lu Yongzhi's enemy?" Yang Zaixing threw away the axe he used for chopping wood and still spoke tentatively.
As soon as these words came out, Chen Gong stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open, looking at Yang Zaixing in disbelief: "You are also Lu Yongzhi's enemy, how can you prove it?"
Yang Zaixing looked at him with disdain and said calmly: "Why should I prove anything to you? With my skills, I am willing to lurk here. Doesn't that prove something?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Gong's expression froze, and then he felt relieved. There was really no need for the other party to prove anything to him, and what the other party said made sense. He, Chen Gong, was once one of the important generals under Gao Pian. He gained his reputation after experiencing several life-and-death battles. However, facing the person in front of him, he was defeated by the opponent in less than a dozen moves. How could such a master be willing to be a servant, and in the mansion of a wimp like Bi Shiduo? This was obviously unreasonable.
Thinking of this, Chen Gong's will to die suddenly disappeared, his eyes flickered, his mind became active, and he saluted and said: "If you also want to deal with that beast, Chen is willing to assist you and help you kill this beast with all my strength; if you can really kill this man, from now on, I, Chen Gong, am willing to be your slave and serve you. If you break this oath, the sky will thunder and strike you.