The joy of the Wax Festival had not yet ended, but the First Emperor's motorcade had already returned from Yongcheng to Xianyang.
On the way back, there was no wind or rain, just like the way here.
However, under the pine trees on both sides of the road, there was a huge weapon, a big iron hammer, buried deep in the soil.
Ying Chengjiao got off the carriage halfway. Under the protection of the Yue girl, the moment he saw the corpse of Da Tiechui, he felt a sense of both ridiculous and shocking surprise.
“The five luxurious carriages reminded me of the assassination in Bolangsha. He even shouted casually while in the carriage. I didn’t expect Zhang Liang to actually send him here.”
Turning over the corpse of Big Hammer, Ying Chengjiao stared at a newly added sword hole on its back.
He smiled and said, "Gai Nie's sword is faster than yours, and your sword is more powerful than his. I am a little scared now. If you want to kill me at close range one day, I will not be able to fight back. Otherwise, you can go back to Baiyue now."
The Yue girl was speechless.
She felt that Ying Chengjiao was a little strange today and what he said was very confusing.
Although Ying Chengjiao often spoke strangely, he seemed particularly strange today.
This has nothing to do with words, but the feelings of the Vietnamese woman.
People who reach the pinnacle in a certain field definitely have the best character and have great confidence in their own judgment.
Such as Jing Ke's grasp of the timing of assassination, and Li Mu's judgment of the battlefield situation.
"Why aren't you talking? Have you fallen in love with me? Are you reluctant to let me go, or are you afraid that I will deceive you? Don't worry, I'm serious this time. If you want to leave, go ahead. I won't care about you."
Facing the smiling face that Ying Chengjiao turned towards her, Yue Nu saw teasing, teasing, and scheming in it, exactly the same feeling she had had from Ying Chengjiao before.
It is unfathomable, just like the sky above.
But perhaps it was Ying Chengjiao's words on the high platform that resonated with Yue Nu's heart, making her realize that Ying Chengjiao was not God.
This time, the Yue girl did not avoid Ying Chengjiao's gaze, and the fear in her heart slowly melted away like spring snow.
"I won't leave." Yue Nuyan said, "I won't kill you."
"Tell me why."
Ying Chengjiao put his hands behind his back and squinted at the sun in the sky. The dazzling light made it impossible for him to look directly at it.
"The land of Baiyue is full of miasma, poisonous insects, and ferocious beasts. Even the Baiyue people cannot recognize all of them. Most of the Baiyue people who die every year die in these miasma. The lush forests are not only a natural barrier to stop , but also a cage that takes your life."
Ying Chengjiao nodded slightly, and whispered in the gap between Yue Nu's words: "So your sword is fierce, and you can kill with one strike. Your energy-control skills are not inferior to Jing Ke. It was forced by the environment. The original "Sword of Yue Nu" should not have such characteristics, right?"
The environment determines the man, and also determines the sword.
Legend has it that "The Sword of Yue Girl" is a sword technique bestowed by God, created for the Yue girls who died in the system of forced wives in Yue Mountain. It is a sword of protection, and a sword of protection should not be used primarily for killing.
Moreover, the Yue State in the Spring and Autumn Period was not the land of the Baiyue. There were not so many miasma, poisonous insects, and ferocious beasts, so there was no need for such a strong murderous nature.
"I don't know." Yue Nu shook her head. "The bamboo slips that record the "Sword of Yue Girl" have been changed dozens of times. I don't know what was originally written in the "Sword of Yue Girl"."
is that so……
Ying Chengjiao's heart trembled. He turned his back to the Yue girl and forced a smile on his face.
"It's not important, just a casual remark. Go on, why did you suddenly stop leaving?"
"Master is much more skilled in martial arts than I am. If it was Master who assassinated you that night, you wouldn't have had the chance to get a gun."
"Maybe." Ying Chengjiao nodded without comment.
"In my heart, Master is omnipotent. I once thought that even if I died, Master would not die, but Master died. He did not die from the miasma, poisonous insects, or ferocious beasts of the Baiyue people. He died from the poisonous arrows of the Baiyue people."
The Yue girl turned to Ying Chengjiao and stared at the faint smile on Ying Chengjiao's face without a trace of forced smile.
Seriously, “Aren’t you surprised?”
"I'm surprised." Ying Chengjiao realized it belatedly and made a surprised expression, opened his mouth wide, and said in a slightly loud voice: "How could your master die from a poisonous arrow? I'm not afraid of arrows!"
"I don't know which of your words are true and which are false." Yue Nu muttered, touching the sword that Ying Chengjiao had given her at her waist, and said, "Because the arrow is hollow, the miasma hidden inside is a mixture of the five most poisonous miasma in Baiyue. After the master cut off the arrow, he only inhaled two breaths and died."
"Since then, I have never cut off an arrow again. I couldn't understand why those Baiyue people would ambush and kill my master, who had lived his whole life for Baiyue."
"The Sword of Yue Girl is said to protect all Yue girls, but my master also said this when he taught me. Regardless of whether a man or a woman is from Yue, he or she is protected by the Sword of Yue Girl."
Ying Chengjiao jumped down from the tree and chased after the carriage road that was gradually moving away: "We will talk as we walk."
The Yue girl is much faster than Ying Chengjiao.
She set out two breaths later than Ying Chengjiao, but arrived ahead of Ying Chengjiao three breaths later .
"The hundreds of people who ambushed and killed the master were from the country of Fulou. They were fed to poisonous insects by the king of Fulou that day. Their mouths were wrapped with cloth, their bodies were cut seven or eight times, and they were thrown into the poisonous snakes and insects. Their eyeballs were about to pop out."
"The veins on their bodies were thicker than the fingers of a newborn baby, and poisonous insects ate their brains from their eyes. Their deaths were much more tragic than my master's. I should be happy that they died, but I always felt that something was wrong, it was too fast."
The Yue girl's tone involuntarily rose a little, and a hint of sarcasm was added without her noticing.
"Lord Fulou came too quickly, as if he had known that Master would die. Since then, I have sneaked into Lord Fulou's residence every night."
"Five days later, the King of Fulou wanted to marry me, but I refused. At midnight that night, I heard the King of Fulou, who had avenged his master, say, 'This Yue girl doesn't agree either, so kill her and find another one.'
"I couldn't suppress my anger, so I charged in with my sword. Baiyue is far less vast than the Central Plains, and there are no masters. I killed everyone."
"Finally, I put my sword on the neck of the King of Fulou and asked him why he wanted to kill my master. Perhaps he knew he was going to die, so he questioned me in a voice louder than mine."
"Why does every Yue girl go against them? I can't understand it. I, Master, and every Yue girl are clearly trying to protect them..."
Ying Chengjiao spoke softly.
"Because you are blocking their way. Yue women have a very high status in Baiyue and are worshipped as goddesses. You are the spiritual leaders of Baiyue people. As long as you are here, no matter Fulou, Yangyu, Huandou or other countries, you will not be able to unify Baiyue."
"You are protecting the common people of Baiyue, not the kings of Baiyue. You may even kill the kings when they are unjust and replace them with others. Your swords are not a protection for the kings of Baiyue, but an obstacle and an enemy."
The Yue girl stretched out her hand, perhaps because she felt that Ying Chengjiao's Qinggong was too poor and he was flying too slowly, she grabbed Ying Chengjiao's clothes and flew with him.
The strong wind blew wildly beside the two of them, causing all their clothes to flutter behind them.
"I said we were protecting you, but the King of Fulou said who wanted your protection. I killed him and fled Baiyue overnight. I couldn't accept protecting Baiyue like this.
"I am a martial arts expert, and I can live well wherever I go. Why should I stay in the mountains and bad waters of Baiyue to protect those who don't need my protection?"
Ying Chengjiao was taken away, with the beauty right beside him, but there was not a single romantic feeling in his heart.
I lowered my head and looked at the fleeting pine trees, the road, and the soil.
"Why?" he asked casually.
"I don't know." Yue Nu sighed, "I really don't know."
The corners of his mouth curled up, and he laughed at himself: "Maybe it's cheap."
"Haha, turns out to be a bitch." Ying Chengjiao mocked wantonly.
The girl of Yue hugged Ying Chengjiao, with her breasts pressed against his back. This position would save her some effort and also make Ying Chengjiao more relaxed.
The heroic head was placed on Ying Chengjiao's shoulder, and the not-so-small mouth was slightly opened, and the orchid scent that came out was all carried behind her by the swift wind.
"You're worse than me."
"So, what is this?"
Ying Chengjiao turned his head, his lips only two inches away from the Yue girl's lips.
At this distance, even the whistling wind could not take away all of the Yue girl's orchid scent.
Ying Chengjiao breathed naturally, with a faint fragrance coming from his mouth and nose. The fragrance of the Yue woman circulated in Ying Chengjiao's body.
"Two bitches sympathizing with each other?" Ying Chengjiao's mouth was full of sarcasm.
"I don't love you." said the Yue girl.
He bowed his head decisively and without any delay.
She used her red lips as a sharp sword and stabbed at Ying Chengjiao's harsh mouth.
This kiss was not erotic at all, and Ying Chengjiao's mouth was a little painful from the impact.
The kiss of a Vietnamese woman is like her sword, steady, accurate and fierce.
"I am yours, and Baiyue is yours too." The Yue girl pressed her lips against Ying Chengjiao's and spoke.
“Kiss your ass!” Ying Chengjiao turned his head and said unhappily, “Watch out, or you’ll hit a tree!”
Vietnamese women have two hands.
She held Ying Chengjiao with one arm and held his head with the other. Her eyes and lips were like swords as she kissed him again.
"I can't hit it. "
Ying Chengjiao opened his eyes wide and did not look at the Yue girl.
It's not that he is shy, but that he is looking forward.
To outsiders, the performance of Qinggong appears to be flying, but in fact, Qinggong is only a method of making the body light, and it is necessary to constantly use leverage during the "flying" process.
The Yue woman took Ying Chengjiao "flying", and after "flying" a certain distance, they needed to step on a branch or a tree trunk.
When Ying Chengjiao said that they would hit a tree soon, he was not trying to change the subject. He really thought that there was a possibility that the two of them would hit a tree.
Ying Chengjiao looked ahead and saw that Yue Nu used force twice during the assassination attempt without hitting the tree. He retracted his eyes and stared at the Yue Nu who was so close to him.
Dissatisfiedly, he took off the jade hand that was holding his head from the Yue girl, grabbed Kangguo with one hand, and hugged the Yue girl's delicate body with the other.
"Open your mouth."
"Um?"
"Open your mouth."
"only."
"Say yes."
"……promise."
"Stick out your tongue."
"No, woo."
Two breaths later.
Bang~
The two men landed on a pine tree.
Ying Chengjiao raised his head slightly and looked at the Yue girl in front of him who was panting, with flushed and more beautiful than peach blossoms in March.
"Stop for what?"
The Yue girl's eyes were shining like sword light, and she did not retreat in the face of Ying Chengjiao's aggressive gaze.
"It's a mistake."
He wrapped his arms around Ying Chengjiao and held him still, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
The lips are like the butt of a sword.
The sweet tongue is like a long sword.
assassinate!
"The Sword of Yue Girl" is a sword of protection. Attack is the best defense.
This is the first time in my life that I have seen someone kissing using tongue as a sword and sword skills.
Is this the legendary sword that can conquer all things? It's totally out of line!
Ying Chengjiao was secretly dissatisfied.
"Focus!" Yue Nu bit Ying Chengjiao, "Do you have any other moves?"
"have!"
Ying Chengjiao pressed the Yue girl against a tree trunk and used the ventriloquist skills he had practiced for more than 20 years to counterattack.
After a few breaths, Ying Chengjiao, who was leaning against a tree trunk and switched positions with Yue Nu, was defeated again.
How did this girl learn so quickly? This isn't swordplay! I'll get "91" back from my brother...
"Sir."
An emotionless voice suddenly sounded, and judging from the volume of the sound, the source of the sound was less than three meters away from the two of them.
The Vietnamese woman remained indifferent.
Ying Chengjiao suddenly opened his eyes, gently pushed Yue Nu away, turned around and asked angrily: "What are you doing?"
The man was dressed in white, with long hair fluttering in the wind. He was handsome, and the sword in its scabbard was even more handsome.
"The young master has not returned yet, so His Majesty ordered Nie to go out and search for him."
Gai Nie tapped the ground with his toes, his figure floated backwards, and his voice came from afar.
"Now that we have found it, Nie will go back and report. Sir, continue."
"Gai Nie! Are you never going to stop? You are not even as smart as the hole of a needle!" Ying Chengjiao cursed angrily.
This bastard obviously didn't have to show up, he just did it on purpose!
"Woo, coming again?"
Ying Chengjiao was stunned and turned his head back to temporarily avoid the assassination.
"not enough!"
The Yue woman attacked fiercely, and Ying Chengjiao was not as skilled in martial arts as her and could only defend himself.
Snap~
A drop of water fell on the corner of Ying Chengqiao's mouth. Ying Chengqiao took a sip and found it salty.
"I am yours, and Baiyue is yours too."
"Um."
"Let me fall in love with you."
"Try your best."
"Say yes."
"promise."
The First Emperor’s motorcade, inside the luxurious carriage.
The First Emperor was sitting at the desk. He put down the brush in his hand and listened to Gai Nie's truthful report.
"Humph! This brat has caused such a big disaster, and he still has the mind to talk about love?"
The young master has always been like this.
Gai Nie said it in his heart but didn't say it out loud.
"Order the convoy to stop. I am a little tired."
"only."
Gai Nie turned around and exited the carriage to deliver the First Emperor's order, lifting a corner of the curtain with his hand.
"Watch that bastard, don't let him cause me any more trouble."
"only."
The curtains were half open.
"Thirty paces away."
"only."
This convoy, which was almost the same size as an army, stopped on the road.
The civil and military officials on board were talking about it.
"Why did the convoy stop? What happened? Are there assassins?"
"There has never been such a situation in the past years. The wax festival has been going on and on without stopping. What kind of important event has happened?"
"Your Majesty is tired? How could Your Majesty be tired? Absolutely impossible! Could it be that Your Majesty was persuaded by Lord Chang'an and wants to kill us all!"
"Could it be that Lord Chang'an has imprisoned Your Majesty and wants to bury us all here? This brat is so arrogant... Report, I want to see Your Majesty!"
“…”
A stick of incense passed.
When the huge convoy set off again, the ministers who had been worried and anxious finally felt relieved.
But they were determined in their hearts that after returning to Xianyang, they must find out the reason why the convoy suddenly stopped, otherwise the stone in their hearts would never fall to the ground.
Inside the luxurious carriage, the First Emperor was holding a brush, reviewing memorials, and he didn't even look at Ying Chengjiao, who was smelling fragrant.
"Royal brother."
"explain."
"Am I being too impatient?"
"yes."
"I regret it."
"Um?"
The First Emperor paused, looked up, and stared at Ying Chengjiao with slightly narrowed eyes.
"You're scared."
"I don't."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I said I didn't!"
The First Emperor did not speak, nor did he review the memorials. He just stared at Ying Chengjiao with his eyes, who had a cold expression.
The two men stared at each other for a while, and for the first time, Ying Chengjiao was defeated in a stare-off with the First Emperor.
"Tell me what you are afraid of."
"I'm afraid of heaven." Ying Chengjiao looked up and said, "Fusu went to Shangjun, and the assassination attempt in Bolingsha was advanced. Is this the inertia of history, or is it the will of heaven?"
"It's your will and my will." The First Emperor said decisively: "I don't know what the assassination in Bolingsha you are talking about is, but Fusu's going to Shangjun is what you and I want. We can ask him to return to Xianyang tomorrow."
The First Emperor lowered his head and continued to review memorials.
“Don’t overthink it, just do what you think is right.”
Brother is here.
"The assassination at Bolangsha..." Ying Chengjiao relaxed his body and narrated softly: "The Biography of Liuhou records: Liang once studied etiquette in Huaiyang. He went east to meet Canghai Jun. He got a strong man to make an iron hammer weighing 120 kilograms. When the Qin Emperor traveled east, Liang and his guests sniped at Qin Shihuang at Bolangsha, but hit the secondary carriage by mistake."
"The Emperor of Qin was furious and searched the whole country for the thief urgently, because of Zhang Liang. Liang changed his name and fled to Xia Pi."
This bastard, he even wrote me into his novel...
There is no more story along the way.
The convoy entered the city gate of Xianyang.
Five luxurious carriages entered the gate of Xianyang Palace.
Before the First Emperor got off the carriage, a messenger from the land of Han was brought to the front of the carriage.
"Eight hundred miles in an emergency, please have a look, Your Majesty!"