As night fell, thick darkness silently enveloped the quiet village like a giant beast's claw. Xiao Yi had just shaken off the fatigue of the day and was about to fall asleep when suddenly, a subtle rustling sound, like the chirping of insects in the autumn night, or like a snake lurking in the dark, broke the silence of the night.

He felt a chill in his heart, and his sleepiness vanished instantly. Xiao Yi quickly put on his clothes, moving so quietly as if he was afraid of disturbing the conspiracy outside. He tiptoed to the door, his ear pressed against the crack, carefully capturing every movement outside.

In the night, the silhouettes of those men loomed. They were none other than the burly men who usually considered themselves his bodyguards. They gathered together, whispering to each other, their words revealing a hint of sinister greed. Xiao Yi's heart sank. It turned out these men were planning to kill him and steal his car while he slept.

One of them, a burly man with a face full of flesh, lowered his voice and said, "Brothers, tonight is our chance. There must be a lot of valuables in Xiao Yi's carriage. We just need to take him while he is asleep and then we can escape."

The other man, thin as a stick, with greed in his eyes, added: "That's right, Xiao Yi is just an outsider. Why does he show off here? His things should belong to us."

Their words were filled with desire for wealth and jealousy of Xiao Yi. Their hands gestured in the darkness, as if they had already seen the wealth waving to them.

One of them patted the person next to him on the shoulder excitedly and said, "When the time comes, we'll divide the property equally, leave this shabby place, and live a good life in the city!"

Their words became more and more excited, and their voices gradually became louder. Xiao Yi heard it clearly in the house, and the anger in his heart was like a ignited flame, burning fiercely.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. The pain made him more awake. He knew that he could not just sit there and wait for death, and he had to find a way to deal with this dangerous situation.

He quietly retreated back into the house, plotting a strategy. He had to be careful not to alert the enemy. He quietly retrieved the dagger hidden under the bed and gripped it tightly in his hand, feeling the security of the cold metal.

A surge of anger surged in his heart, but more of it was calmness and vigilance. Xiao Yi knew that he had to act cautiously at this moment and not alert the enemy. He quietly retreated back into the house, thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise outside, as if someone had accidentally kicked something. Xiao Yi's heart moved, and he quickly took out a dagger that he had prepared long ago from under the bed and hid it in his sleeve. He gently pushed open the door and walked out quietly under the cover of moonlight.

Those people seemed to be still arguing about how to divide the property and did not notice Xiao Yi approaching. Xiao Yi held his breath and approached them step by step. The tension in his heart was like a taut string that could break at any time.

When they were only a few steps away, Xiao Yi suddenly jumped up, and the dagger in his hand turned into a cold light, piercing the throat of one of the strong men. The man screamed and tried to dodge, but it was too late. The dagger pierced his throat, and blood spurted out.

The others were horrified upon seeing this, and they all drew their weapons and attacked Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi was agile, dodging one deadly attack after another, while constantly launching counterattacks. His movements were swift and ruthless, and each attack went straight to the vital point.

After a fierce fight, Xiao Yi finally subdued the remaining strong men one by one. He gasped, looking at the enemies lying on the ground, a sense of victory surged in his heart.

He knew he couldn't stay long and had to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible. So he quickly packed his bags, drove his carriage, and left this village full of conspiracy and killing under the cover of night.

Xiao Yi stopped the carriage far away from the village. He looked up at the starry sky, feeling a surge of emotion. He knew that this experience had made him more mature and stronger, and it also made him understand that in this world full of dangers and unknowns, only by relying on his own strength could he protect himself and his loved ones.

From then on, Xiao Yi embarked on a new journey, his heart filled with expectations and longings for the future. He knew that the road ahead was still long, but he was ready to face all challenges and difficulties.

The originally secret operation was unexpectedly known to the outside world. However, unexpectedly, they did not show any panic or anxiety. Instead, they insisted with a bold attitude that they were carrying out a night watch.

The reactions of this group of people can't help but make people curious: What are they protecting? And why are they so calm in facing the outside world's doubts?

According to them, the vigil is more than just a nighttime watch; it's a symbol of responsibility and commitment. They organize themselves spontaneously, willingly sacrificing their own rest time to protect the safety and tranquility of this land. They see the vigil not only as a manifestation of their personal responsibility but also as a contribution to the peace of the community.

However, this explanation didn't completely dispel outside concerns. After all, gathering late at night easily led to suspicions of illicit activity. Instead of evading the question, the night watchmen faced each one with equanimity, proving their innocence with facts and actions.

They displayed records from their night vigils, including patrol routes, issues discovered, and the measures taken to address them. These records not only detailed their vigil activities but also demonstrated their concern and commitment to community safety. They also proactively invited outsiders to participate in the vigil, allowing them to experience this responsibility firsthand.

As time went on, more and more people began to understand and support the actions of these night watchmen. They discovered that these night watchmen were not just wandering the streets at night, but were quietly protecting the safety and harmony of this area. Although their actions seemed ordinary, they contained a deep sense of responsibility and love for the community.

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