It was an unfamiliar face that Ding Yi had never seen before, and there was no trace of disguise.
Before coming to Sun Mansion, Yuan Baozhen also said that the one who came with Xiao Jue was his nephew, the young master of Yousi Zhilang's mansion, and the famous "trash son" in Shuojing. They just mentioned it casually, without going into details. After all, none of them expected at that time that such a waste boy who seemed to have no threat would disrupt the whole game.
He wouldn't be the real Cheng Lisu, and the young master raised in Shuojing would never have such fierce eyes.
Who is he? The subordinate arranged by Xiao Jue? But why did Xiao Jue's subordinates look at him with such eyes? As if they had a feud.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Ding Dao said, "Are you pretending to be a ghost here?"
He Yan chuckled: "Are you afraid?"
Ding Yi's smile narrowed slightly: "Your tough mouth makes people unlikable." After that, the dagger in his sleeve suddenly grew a few inches and rushed towards He Yan.
He Yan turned around and flew up.
The two figures scuffled together, and the silhouette reflected on the window was extraordinarily strange. If the servants of the Sun Mansion passed by at this moment, the rumor of hauntedness would probably be confirmed.
He Yan was slightly surprised.
At that time, she was caught in He Rufei's plan, which was the soup and medicine sent by the person in front of her, which made her blind. She always thought that Ding Yi was a servant who worked for He Rufei. Later, when she saw Yuan Baozhen, she knew that this person was good, but only when she came to fight in person did she know that Ding Yi was more powerful than she thought.
His skill was far above that of the assassin's leader, Yingyue. Such skill was not to be mentioned, and he was extremely cautious and conservative. So even if it was Ye Yan's assassination, he was the last pawn, and he would never shoot unless it was absolutely necessary. The same is true for the incense ball. It must wait for Xiao Jue to be poisoned and be very weak before moving to ensure a one-shot kill.
Today, Ding Yi set a trap and waited for He Yan to enter the pit, but that is to say, no matter how good He Yan is, a 16-year-old boy will not be really powerful.
This person is both conceited and careful, conceit is conceited about one's own skills and abilities, and caution is to be careful in doing things to seek a foolproof.
Not to be underestimated.
Ding Yi was also shocked.
He had never seen such an opponent.
It is said that Xiao Jue, the governor of the Right Army, is both talented in both civil and military affairs, and rarely has an opponent. He really wanted to fight against it, but He He was not instructed to fight directly with Xiao Jue. A person like him will never be able to compete with others in an upright manner, like a mouse hiding in a ditch, he can only hide in the dark. Kong has nowhere to show his martial arts, just like walking in brocade clothes at night.
In Ding Yi's heart, it is not that he does not regret the loss.
The mysterious background of this young man made him eager to try. He wants to defeat him aboveboard, and then use him to trick Xiao Jue, so that he can show his ability. But after such a fight, you will know that you are taking care of yourself.
This young man is not weak.
The dagger swiped across He Yan's head, and Ding Yi slapped it on He Yan's left shoulder, took her a few steps back, and knocked down the Buddha statue on the table.
"You are disrespectful to the Buddha statue." He Yan said, "Aren't you afraid that the Buddha statue of the Bodhisattva will come to you at night?"
Ding Yi looked at her unhappily, seeing that the young man had been slapped by him, how could he still speak well? He sneered: "You know that a Buddha here represents a dead man, and you will join them soon."
He Yan reached out and touched his shoulder, showing a frightened look: "It's good, don't tell ghost stories at night!" Saying this, the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Ding without hesitation.
Ding Yi dodged, the dagger lifted his hat off and landed on the ground.
He Yan sighed in her heart. She didn't have any weapons when she went out. This dagger was the one she used to cut venison at the evening banquet in the Sun Mansion on the first day. At that time, Xiao Jue was stabbed. She grabbed it in a hurry and rushed in to help. This venison-cutting dagger, at this moment, seems too gorgeous to be practical.
She was thinking that Ding Yi had come forward again, He Yan avoided the tip of his knife and was slapped on the back by his palm, and suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat.
Although Ding Yi used a dagger, he preferred to confront each other with his bare hands. This person is very confident in his own skills, that's why.
"You can still stand after being slapped twice by me," Ding Yi's eyes moved slightly, "You are the first."
He Yan swallowed the blood in his throat and showed a smile: "You are the first to beat me and still be alive."
"Clever." Ding Yi said, running over again.
He Yan turned and ran to the window.
Miss He's body is still too weak. Xu Shi is like this, and there is no absolute justice in the world. Women are more refined and meticulous than men, and their bodies are destined to be weaker than men. Even though she was brave and good at fighting in her previous life, she is only a 16-year-old girl now, and before this spring, she never even had half a point of martial arts.
Not as deep as Ding Yi's internal strength.
"You want to escape now?" Ding Yi laughed, reached out and grabbed He Yan's shirt and pulled it back. He Yan was pulled back by him and fell into the Buddhist altar.
Incense ashes spilled into the air.
"No one will come here at night." Ding Yi smiled and said, "No one dares to come, you can only wait here to die."
He Yan stood up, kicked away a Buddha statue in front of him, and said with a smile, "I am a dead person."
Her movements were casual, but Ding Yi was very familiar with it, and she was stunned for a moment.
Ding Yi is He Rufei's subordinate and has been with He Rufei for many years. They have been living in other courtyards, far away from Shuojing. In the past few years, He Rufei has cultivated Ding Yi, like a dead man. Ding Yi has excellent skills, he can make drugs, he can disguise, and he is thoughtful. Even if he is someone else's subordinate, he is also an excellent one.
With all his skills, it is natural to use it. However, when they returned to Shuojing, the first task Ding Yi received was to concoct a bowl of blinding poison and give it to Grandma Xu, who is He Rufei. The cousin sent it.
He was very dissatisfied with this task at the time, and did not know why He Ru insisted on ordering the killing of this cousin. The fight between the women is a matter of the back house, so what can he do with him? It was simply overkill, and Ding Yi was consciously insulted.
He Rufei told him, "Don't underestimate her, you have to be careful, and don't get caught."
Ding Yi is very strange, how can a woman be so powerful? Why even tell him to be careful.
Half curious and half disdainful, Ding Yi entered Xu's house and stayed there for three days.
It was these three days that he discovered that Grandma Xu really was not a simple woman. She is extremely sensitive. Sometimes Ding Yi hides in the dark and wants to observe her, and she can immediately find out that something is wrong. Several times, Ding Yi almost exposed his traces.
In the end, he had no choice but to hide in Xu's house as He Rufei's servant. Although Grandma Xu was cautious and sensitive, she trusted the He family very much and gave him a chance. He still remembered that a bowl of medicine was given to Grandma Xu at that time. Grandma Xu heard that it was a tonic sent by He's family, and she raised her head and drank it without thinking. At that time, there was a feeling in his heart that he didn't know what it was. Such a woman, with such skill and ability, if she fought openly and honestly, she would have to work hard to take her life. But as long as the people around you do it, with just such a bowl of medicine, you can get what you want without even having to bother.
No wonder others always say that the only people who can really be deceived and hurt are the people around you.
During those three days, Ding Yi also noticed some little habits of Grandma Xu. For example, sometimes when there is something in front of her, like a fallen branch, she always likes to kick it away. Her kicking action seemed to be casual, but she was very forceful, which was actually considered very rude among women from large families. Grandma Xu also knew this, so every time she kicked something away unconsciously, she would react. If there was no one around, she would leave as if nothing happened. If there is someone, he will stick out his tongue apologetically to express his apology.
When she is doing this, her always flat face will show a lively look. As if this is the real her. Therefore, after a long time, Ding Yi almost couldn't remember what Grandma Xu looked like, but she still remembered the movement of her kicking away the branch in front of her.
And just now, the young man in front of him kicked away the Buddha statue beside his feet, and that movement and expression suddenly overlapped with the grandma Xu in Ding Yi's memory.
But how could he be Grandma Xu
After drinking that bowl of medicine, Grandma Xu became blind. Ding Yi thought that was the end of the matter, until this spring, when he was at He's house, he heard that Grandma Xu fell into the pond and drowned.
Ding Yi would not think that she was truly drowned. When Ge Yin He Rufei and the He family heard about it, except for the second wife's wife, they were not at all surprised. I guess I already knew it.
What could make the entire He family kill a married daughter like this, and become blind and worry about her life? When he recalled it afterwards, he gradually came up with a clue.
He Rufei lived in the other courtyard for many years, returned to Shuojing, and turned into General Feihong. Ding Yi thought that the He family had found a substitute to replace He Rufei. Since He Rufei came back, the substitute should die. But what if the substitute was a woman
It sounds incredible, but it's not impossible. Especially when Ding Yi thought of Grandma Xu's alertness and skill, it was definitely not something that an ordinary woman could do. Especially after hearing that Grandma Xu was blind, she did not lose her mind, but tried to identify shapes by listening to sounds. Perhaps it was because of this that the He family felt uneasy.
What they need is an obedient blind man, and if the blind man can walk, move, and speak, it will not be reassuring enough.
The grandmother Xu he had blinded at the time might be the famous General Feihong. Whenever he thought of this, Ding Yi felt proud and regretful. He is proud to have pacified the Western Qiang Rebellion, but General Feihong, who was discouraged by many people, was defeated by such a small person as him. It's a pity that although he plotted against Grandma Xu, it wasn't upright, it was just a bowl of medicine.
The shadows of the lights and the shadows were so bright that the young boy's appearance became blurred. He Yan's eyes curled: "It's not a good habit to be distracted when fighting." Accompanying her voice, it was her movements, which were as light as a ghost, and she had reached Ding Yi in the blink of an eye.
"Pfft", the dagger slid across his sleeve, leaving a trail of blood, and He Yan stabbed his arm.
"Are you capable of this?" Ding Yi's eyes flashed with excitement, but also a little disdain. This young man is definitely not General Feihong, General Feihong... more than that.
He tore off the loose sleeves in disapproval, looked at He Yan and smiled: "Whether you are a human or a ghost, you will die today!"
He rushed towards He Yan.
The house was originally very spacious, but because it was filled with Buddha statues, it became narrow and cramped. Ding Yi had been practicing martial arts since childhood, with deep internal strength, and his methods were treacherous and dangerous. He Yan fought with him for four or five moves, and the place where he was photographed was full of scars.
The window was right in front of her, but it was difficult to escape. She was caught and thrown to the ground. Ding Yi grabbed her head and looked at her suspiciously: "Who are you?"
"Who do you think I am?" Blood dripped from the boy's lips, but his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't know the pain, and he didn't even change his smile.
In a trance, Ding Yi thought of Grandma Xu again. This association made him unhappy, and the hand gripping He Yan's neck tightened more and more, he said, "If you don't tell me who you are, I will kill you and bury you on the ground here, and there are gods, Buddhas and gods everywhere. Charm, you will never be born again, so," he said softly and coaxingly, "who are you?"
This young man's skills are already very good, and it feels familiar to him, Ding Yi is unwilling to brush past the truth.
But He Yan laughed when she heard the words, she coughed up blood, and said while laughing: "You man, didn't I tell you before, since I'm an evil ghost who crawled out of the underworld, I've long disdained supernatural beings. Besides, Even I can come and go freely, such a spell and Buddha statue, but clay sculpture paper, can't be taken seriously. You are so easy to deceive, does your master He Rufei know?"
He actually knew He Rufei, Ding Yi was stunned, and his expression suddenly changed: "What else do you know?" He subconsciously touched behind him, but he felt empty.
The young man's face was still in front of him, with a bright smile on his face. Ding Yi noticed that something was wrong, and stabbed the dagger in his hand, but the young man seemed to wake up suddenly, and with a gentle withdrawal, he had escaped his restraint.
With a small plum dart in her hand, she played against the altar and said, "This is your trump card? It's still hidden in her arms. If it wasn't for so many beatings, I wouldn't be able to find it."
Ding Yi's face sank for a moment: "Are you kidding me?"
"Don't dare," the young man said with a smile: "It's just that I can't be planted on the same person twice, I just come prepared. It's not your fault, you've hid it very well."
In the previous life, this person brought a bowl of medicine, and He Yan went blind. Seeing him again in this life, the glass of wine at the banquet seems strange. In Yuan Baozhen's house, Ding Yi even changed her a scented ball. If it is not for people who use poison from time to time, how can they carry such poisonous things with them.
With a preconceived impression, she paid special attention to this person. Ding Yi's fingertips were black, as if they had been soaked in potion all the year round, and the skin was chapped. This is a pair of poisonous hands, plus the hearts of the previous assassins, this person is also taking a sinister path, hiding a hidden weapon that has been tempered by poison. The dagger is just a trick, the real killer move is this poisoned plum dart.
It's actually not difficult to fight with him at close range. The difficulty is that if you push this person in a hurry and use a trump card, he will be seriously injured in the light of the situation, but will be killed in the serious case. He Yan will not dare to gamble with his life.
She observed Ding Yi and was very conceited. Although he had a dagger in his body, he was accustomed to fighting her with bare hands, so he was confident that he was not weaker than her. Therefore, He Yan deliberately showed his flaws, pretending to be weak, just an ordinary teenager with a little skill, but a little inferior, sure enough, but after a while, Ding Yi began to underestimate the enemy.
And she successfully took Ding Yi's "killing move".
Ding Yi said ruthlessly, "I must kill you."
"Do you think you still have this chance?" He Yan snapped his fingers: "Now it's your turn to be beaten."
The two figures rushed together. The young man who seemed to have weaker internal strength was indeed all disguised before. She moved faster and more violently, but after a moment, she kicked the dagger in Ding Yi's hand and avoided his big palm. , Without turning his head, he stabbed forward with his backhand, and the dagger stabbed Ding Yi in the waist.
"You..." He widened his eyes in disbelief.
He Yan kicked his knee, Ding Yi was kicked and knelt down in front, He Yan grabbed his hair and said, "It's time for me to ask questions."
"Why did He Rufei want to kill Xiao Jue? Are you doing things for Xu Xiang? Xu Xiang promised you what benefits, what exactly is He Rufei going to do?"
She spoke quickly and urgently, Ding Yi froze for a moment, then smiled slowly.
"I won't say it," he said. "If you say it, you will kill me immediately. You might as well try. Is there any way to make me speak."
His smile was even a bit rascal.
He Yan had seen the expression on this face many times and was no stranger to it. When she was in the Fuyue Army, whenever the enemy's troops were captured, some prisoners would quickly surrender and betray, while others were dead soldiers who would rather die than speak. No matter how hard words and deeds are forced to confess, they will not speak. In the end, it will make the prisoner full of frustration.
The expression on Ding Yi's face was the expression of "dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water". He was speaking nicely at the moment, but he didn't say anything completely. It seemed that he had left a way out, but he was actually playing tricks on He Yan. If it is an ordinary person, he will be fooled, and he will probably be saved. In the future, when Ding Yi's comrades have a chance, they will rescue him.
But He Yan is not an ordinary person, and he will not be fooled like this.
She looked at Ding Yi and suddenly said, "You just kept asking me who I am, who did you think of?"
Ding Yi's face suddenly changed, staring at her face without speaking.
"Don't you think it's strange? You've only met me a few times, so how do I know that you have hidden poisonous weapons on your body, so I'm prepared to be on guard in advance. I also reminded me of the wine at the night banquet, how would I know?"
Ding Yi sneered: "Stop pretending to be a ghost. Kill me if you can."
"If I had no grudge against you, I would never kill you, but what's the use of me keeping you, I live for revenge."
"The gods and Buddhas testify, I didn't lie." He Yan smiled softly, as if to cater to the strange atmosphere. In the autumn night, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded, and lightning illuminated the room. A round of cause and effect many years ago.
"You once fed a bowl of medicine to a woman, and that woman went blind." The young man said loudly.
"Guess I'm the woman." She laughed.
Ding Yi struggled: "You are..."
Halfway through the words, his eyes widened suddenly, a trace of blood spilled from his lips, and the look in his eyes quickly dissipated.
The plum blossom dart stabbed into his throat, stabbed extremely deeply, but for a moment, he died.
He Yan stood up and looked at the person at his feet. Ding Yi's body lay in the golden Buddha statue, as if ironic. She whispered: "For yourself to die here, see if you can survive."
She turned and walked out.
Ding Yi couldn't stay. With such a person, she didn't even know where to hide. If Xiao Jue knew about it, He Yan could not explain why she was inquiring about the He family. Since he is a dead man, he refuses to reveal his secrets, and it is meaningless to save his life. Moreover, this person has done many evils, and it is not a pity to die.
Dying here is the best ending for him. To know that this yard is haunted, it will take several days for his body to be found.
There were thunderstorms outside, and it was raining in autumn, and He Yan stumbled towards the house.
Although she used her body as bait to induce Ding Yi to relax her vigilance, she actually suffered a lot of injuries. Now her body is not as good as her previous life, and Ding Yi is not an ordinary person. She may have underestimated He Rufei's strength. The wound on his back was drenched by the rain, and the bloodstains flowed into the yard along the rain and were quickly washed away. He Yan felt that all his strength was disappearing.
This is probably the most embarrassing time since her rebirth. Fortunately, when she went out, Xiao Jue and Fei Nu were not there, and they didn't come back after a short time. She had to rush back and get dressed, pretending that nothing had happened.
With the house in front of him, He Yan jumped in through the window and was relieved to see that there was no one in the dark room.
She whispered softly: "Fortunately, it was not found."
As soon as the voice fell, someone's voice came.
"You're too happy too soon."
With a "pop", the room suddenly became bright, and He Yan froze.
There was a man sitting a few days ago in the middle, playing with the fire book in his hand. The lights on the table flickered.
It was Xiao Jue.
He Yan's heart trembled for a while, but he quickly recovered and said quickly: "Uncle! This is a misunderstanding. I just realized that I could see it. I met an assassin outside..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the young man sitting in front of the little girl was already in front of her, drawing a sword and stabbing her in the chest. He Yan hurriedly reached out to block it, but the tip of the sword did not want her life, so he turned a Wan'er lifted the placket of her shirt.
"Chila—"
The blood-stained clothes were all broken into pieces, and the girl's body was white and weak, wrapped in layers of white cloth from her chest, like a budding bone.
He Yan's face immediately flushed red.
Xiao Jue was wrapped around her back, and the scabbard was against He Yan's neck.
"Liars are on."
He curled the corners of his lips, as if he was criticizing the lazy and romantic young man in white robe under the tree. His voice contained a faint mockery, and he smiled indifferently: "Should I call you He Yan, or Miss He?"