The scream that came in the dead of night was like a sharp knife piercing one's ears.
The moment he heard the scream, Yan Liqiang jumped up from the bed like a spring without thinking, put on his clothes, shoes, and knife in an instant, then opened the door of the room with a bang and rushed out.
When Yan Liqiang rushed out, Liang Yiji, who lived in the house next to him, also rushed out from the house next to him with a long sword. The two looked at each other and rushed to the door of Sun Bingchen's room at the same time.
"Sir..." Liang Yiji shouted, and the door of Sun Bingchen's room opened. Sun Bingchen walked out of the room, frowned and looked at the yard in the distance, his eyes flashing. But before Sun Bingchen could say anything, an unpleasant laugh like sand rubbing in a broken pot appeared in the yard where Yan Liqiang and the others were. Amidst the laughter, a black figure flew over from the roof in the distance like a night owl, jumped more than ten feet in the air, and before the person landed, he threw something towards the yard where Yan Liqiang was.
"Sir, be careful..." Liang Yiji swung his sword and suddenly stood in front of Sun Bingchen.
The black thing was not a hidden weapon. After falling to the ground, it rolled several times before stopping. Under the bright moonlight, Yan Liqiang took a look and found that it was a human head with blood on the neck, eyes wide open, and a beautiful long beard. The owner of the head was the owner of this manor, Lord Fu, whom Yan Liqiang had met before.
The prince's groom, who had just met Sun Bingchen not long ago, had his head chopped off and thrown in front of Yan Liqiang in the blink of an eye.
"Sir Sun, how about this gift?" The owl-like figure who threw the head over stopped on the roof of the yard where Yan Liqiang and the others were. He looked down at Sun Bingchen, Yan Liqiang and the other two with a strange smile.
The man was wearing all black, with disheveled hair, and his face was so thin that only skin and bones were left. His entire face was extremely pale, without a trace of blood. Only his eyes were flashing green light like ghost fire. At first glance, the whole person looked sinister, just like a thousand-year-old corpse that crawled out of a grave, and his age could not be seen.
As soon as this person appeared, Yan Liqiang, who was also in the yard, felt the hairs on his body stand up and his heart beat violently. A powerful aura, which was almost imperceptible, had completely enveloped the entire yard. Under this aura, Yan Liqiang felt as weak as a fish in a pot, with his life and death not in his own hands.
Sun Bingchen's gaze swept across the head on the ground, a look of grief flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his head all of a sudden, staring at the man standing on the roof, and said three words bitterly, "The two evil spirits of heaven and earth, Black and White Impermanence..."
“Hahahaha, I didn’t expect that Lord Sun has also heard of our brothers’ names. I’m really flattered…” The man standing on the roof burst into laughter.
"Assassinating an official of the imperial court is a heinous crime punishable by extermination of the entire clan..."
"What big crime or small crime..." The man snorted with disdain, his eyes flashing with ghostly fire, "My brothers and I have at least 500 lives on our shoulders, if not 700. We have been wanted by the government for decades. Even if we take one more life now, what does it matter?"
"Do you want to kill me too?"
Hei Wuchang stretched out his equally pale tongue, licked his lips, and laughed strangely, "I would like to take the head off your neck and play with it, but we are entrusted by someone this time, so we only need to take two heads. One head has been taken off, and the other head is the head of the person you brought. As for you, you are now a favorite of the old emperor. Your head will remain on your neck for a few more days until someone can offer a high price. Hehehehehe..."
At this moment, in a yard not far away, several screams were heard again. Then, amid the screams, a figure stepped on the roof and came like lightning, and suddenly appeared on the roof of the yard where Yan Liqiang and the others were.
The person who appeared later looked the same as the Black Impermanence, with a pale face and skin and bones, as if he had crawled out of a grave. The only difference between him and the Black Impermanence was that he was wearing white clothes. If the one wearing black clothes was the Black Impermanence, then the one wearing white clothes was undoubtedly the White Impermanence.
Bai Wuchang was also holding a bloody head in his hand, and that head was Ye Tiancheng's.
Ye Tiancheng opened his eyes wide, his expression twisted and ferocious, especially with a look of fear.
"Did you bring the head?" Hei Wuchang asked.
"I brought it!" Bai Wuchang nodded and laughed strangely. "This kid is very cunning and a real character. When I went there, he had already opened up most of his acupuncture points and meridians with a few silver needles. If I give him another hour, he might run away..."
"Hehe, we two brothers ordered the head, so we can run away. Now that we have the head, let's go..."
"Let's go!" The two men looked at Sun Bingchen and without saying much, they jumped directly from the roof and wanted to leave.
Liang Yiji roared, jumped up suddenly, and the long sword in his hand scattered dozens of cold stars, covering the two of them.
Hei Wuchang snorted coldly in the air, and inserted a pair of ghost-claw-like hands into the sword light of Liang Yijie. With a twist, the long sword in Liang Yijie's hand turned into twisted pieces and iron filings. The sword light dissipated in an instant, and then Hei Wuchang stroked him with his sleeve. Liang Yijie groaned, fell to the ground, staggered back, and his face turned pale.
"Young man, I will spare your life this time for the sake of old ghost Bai Jian. If you overestimate your abilities next time, watch out for your head..." Hei Wuchang's voice was still floating in the yard, but the two figures had disappeared into the night like two wisps of smoke, leaving no trace.
It was only after the two Black and White Impermanence left that Yan Liqiang suddenly felt that the aura that enveloped the entire yard was gone.
In just a short while, Yan Liqiang had a layer of cold sweat on his back. From beginning to end, the two Black and White Impermanence didn't even look at him, as if he was a transparent man, but the huge pressure between life and death still made Yan Liqiang feel like he had been through the gates of hell. Yan Liqiang didn't make a move, because he knew that with his current strength, no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless, even if he was carrying a horn python bow. The strength of the two sides was too far apart, and they were not at the same level at all. There was no possibility of a contest. If he made a move rashly, he would really be courting death.
Sun Bingchen had a sad face. He walked to the head on the ground with heavy steps, picked it up gently, and two lines of tears flowed down at once...
Yan Liqiang opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He had traveled thousands of miles from Ganzhou to Huizhou, and it was a hard journey. He didn't expect that when he was about to enter the imperial capital, he would encounter two such terrifying masters in Huizhou city. With a wave of their sleeves, they took Ye Tiancheng's head, and all the hard work and efforts of Sun Bingchen and Yan Liqiang and Liang Yiji in the past few days were suddenly gone.
The whole process was as easy and simple as a well-rehearsed stage play. It was so unreal, so illusory and light, but the head in Sun Bingchen's hand and the increasingly noisy sounds in the manor told Yan Liqiang that everything he had just experienced was real.
Before arriving in the capital, Yan Liqiang had already sensed the enormous power of the man that Sun Bingchen and the Emperor wanted to deal with.
That person did not let Ye Tiancheng enter the Imperial Capital alive, and Ye Tiancheng's head left his neck in Huizhou. As for Lord Fu, who was in charge of the Prince's groom, it could be completely understood as that person's warning to Sun Bingchen and the Emperor of the Imperial Capital.
For some reason, the moment he saw Ye Tiancheng's head, Yan Liqiang felt relieved. He didn't feel sorry at all, but was slightly happy. Of course, in this atmosphere, Yan Liqiang didn't dare to show his feelings on his face...
(End of this chapter)