Chapter 65 Revenge

Chen Shiyi and Xue Lianxing were sitting in a teahouse in the county town.

After a long discussion, no conclusion was reached.

In the end, he just sighed and turned back to Ping'an Town.

Today, apart from bringing some odds and ends for others, there is nothing else.

Chen Shiyi walked out of the restaurant dejectedly, and came towards him was a middle-aged man with a high bun and a very eye-catching mole between his eyebrows.

Suddenly, Chen Shiyi felt a chill all over his body, and the surging anger filled his entire body.

It was him, the Kyoto native who killed Nanzhi!

Even if he turned into ashes, Chen Shiyi would still recognize him.

She had no consciousness at the moment, and just followed her instinct, took out the dagger from her sleeve, and followed the man.

Suddenly, her mouth was covered by a strong force and she was dragged into an alley with a green tile wall.

She swung the dagger desperately and stabbed the person behind her.

The man held her hand tightly.

"It's me."

Wen Zhiheng's voice lingered softly in her ears.

She stopped immediately, panting slightly, and asked in confusion.

"Master? Why are you here?"

Wen Zhiheng looked around carefully and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't talk, leave here first."

They arrived at a private room in the teahouse opposite, and Xue Lianxing followed them in.

"You scared me just now and walked out with a dagger in hand. Fortunately, the eldest master stopped you in time."

Chen Shiyi looked at Xue Lianxing and said firmly.

"It was the tall man in the middle with a mole between his eyebrows who killed Nanzhi."

"What?"

Xue Lianxing stood up suddenly, his hands clenched, veins bulging on his forehead.

Wen Zhiheng listened to their conversation, drank his tea, and asked quietly.

"Who is Nanzhi?"

Chen Shiyi replied.

"I just came to town, and Nanzhi helped me a lot. She is my friend."

Wen Zhiheng was silent for a while.

"You're going to kill him?"

Chen Shiyi nodded resolutely.

"right."

Wen Zhiheng suddenly laughed.

"You are quite courageous. Do you know who he is?"

"I don't know, but this person is not a good person because he takes human life lightly."

"He is a special imperial envoy appointed by the emperor, named Wang Xianzong, the biological son of the current princess and her husband. He has a distinguished status and tremendous power. Don't say that you can't kill him today. If you kill him, have you thought about the consequences?"

Chen Shiyi suddenly shook his head.

"The royal family loves connections. If you kill him, you will lose your own life, as well as Brother Xue, Sister-in-law Su Niang, and Hao'er. Of course, the Marquis' Mansion will all die."

Chen Shiyi was stunned and spoke in a low voice.

“I didn’t think much of it at the time.”

Xue Lianxing's anger was instantly lost.

Wen Zhiheng continued.

"I told you last time that this is not the way to kill someone. Putting yourself in danger is the dumbest way."

"What should I do?"

Wen Zhiheng found Chen Shiyi's confused look quite funny.

"I originally wanted to use him to return to Beijing."

After hearing what Wen Zhiheng said, Chen Shiyi raised his head suddenly.

"What?"

Wen Zhiheng took a sip of tea.

"But, if you want to kill him, then I will change my strategy and help you kill him."

He pinched Chen Shiyi's chin.

"Eleven, just watch me kill your enemy for you!"

After this conversation, Chen Shiyi had not seen Wen Zhiheng for three days.

He didn't even come back to rest at night.

This made Chen Shiyi very uneasy.

Ever since she found Wang Xianzong, the man who killed Nanzhi, she has been losing interest in her business.

The same goes for Xue Lianxing.

They were all anxiously awaiting the news that Wen Zhiheng would bring.

It was not until late at night on the sixth day that Wen Zhiheng appeared in the courtyard.

When Chen Shiyi heard the sound of him coming back, he lost his sleepiness instantly. He quickly got up from the bed, put on his shoes hastily, opened the door, and went to greet Wen Zhiheng at the courtyard gate.

In the dark night, under the light of the torch, his clothes were wrinkled, his hair was a little messy, and he looked exhausted, but his eyes were bright and he seemed to be in good spirits.

"Master, you're back?"

Wen Zhiheng couldn't help but smile as he looked at Chen Shiyi who was extremely attentive in front of him.

"I never give you a good face normally, but now you are fawning on me."

Chen Shiyi smiled shyly.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

Wen Zhiheng nodded.

"Okay, I'll light a fire for you."

At the table, Wen Zhiheng was eating hot noodles, while Chen Shiyi was staring at him with his chin in his hand.

Wen Zhiheng took a few bites, but couldn't eat anymore because Chen Shiyi was staring at him.

He put down the chopsticks in his hand and sat down slightly.

"What do you want to ask?"

"What have you been doing these days?"

Wen Zhiheng smiled warmly.

"you guess?"

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"I can't guess."

"I went to steal something."

Chen Shiyi blinked. Did she hear it right?

"What? Do you have to steal it yourself?"

Wen Zhiheng was amused by Chen Shiyi.

"It's very important. I have to do it myself. No one else can do it. I can't tell you for now."

Chen Shiyi nodded in understanding.

"Don't worry, I will let you see Wang Xianzong's death."

Chen Shiyi's eyes lit up.

Seeing that Chen Shiyi was finally relieved, Wen Zhiheng continued to eat the remaining noodles in the bowl, and then he thought of something and asked again.

"Eleven, you grew up in a mountain village, but you are not afraid of killing people. Why?"

Chen Shiyi lowered his eyes slightly, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"I have had no one to protect me since I was a child. I have to shoulder everything by myself. I have been through a lot and met both good people and bad people. When I was nine years old, there was a famine in my home and people were starving everywhere. In order to survive, I went to the forest with the villagers to find some food. I accidentally got separated from others and was later spotted by a hungry wolf. I was extremely scared at the time, fearing that I would not survive. As you can imagine, I survived and the wolf died."

Wen Zhiheng felt very sad when he heard this.

"Nine years old? Let me think about what I was doing when I was nine. Besides martial arts and studying, I seemed to be hanging out with my friends everywhere, climbing over walls to make trouble, playing chicken and walking the dog. That was the most annoying time..."

Chen Shiyi smiled.

"That's the life a child with a protected family should live. I'm just an exception."

Wen Zhiheng sighed.

"Eleven, I will protect you from now on and will never let you suffer in this world again."

Chen Shiyi smiled.

"Master, you have made so many promises that I can't remember them all. I will write them down on paper and ask you to sign and seal them..."

Wen Zhiheng agreed with a smile, and then spoke seriously.

"Don't go out during this period. I'll go tell Xue Lianxing later that things in the town are not peaceful recently."

After half a month of peace and quiet, Wen Zhiheng suddenly gave himself a set of black clothes in the early morning.

"Put on your clothes and follow me out."

Chen Shiyi stared at the black clothes in his hand in amazement.

"This…"

"I asked someone to tell my fortune, and it's a good time to kill someone today."

"So soon?"

Wen Zhiheng carried a bow on his back, got a fast horse from somewhere, picked up Chen Shiyi, raised the reins, and rode away.

This was Chen Shiyi's second time riding a horse. The last time, it was Lan Qinghe who took her.

They are completely different. Lan Qinghe is elegant and easy-going. He rides the horse very gently, perhaps taking into account Chen Shiyi's fear of riding a horse for the first time.

Wen Zhiheng only held Chen Shiyi tightly in one hand, and the trees on both sides ran away at an extremely fast speed.

In the quiet mountains, deep in the dense forest, there is an extremely secret winding path. On a slope not far from the path, Wen Zhiheng and Chen Shiyi were crawling there.

Chen Shiyi was very nervous and anxious.

Wen Zhiheng looked at Chen Shiyi beside him and smiled knowingly.

"Don't be nervous, it's still early, they haven't come yet."