“No matter how far apart we are, our feelings remain the same. Can we just pretend we don’t see it?” Shen Jiao pondered as she discussed.
Guard Number Two: "..."
It seems that remaining silent won't work.
Shen Jiao knew best how to advance and retreat, so she immediately raised the white flag, indicating that she could turn back the way she came.
When you're out and about, it's unsightly to have a falling out. Everyone should take a step back and pretend this never happened.
Shen Jiao thought it was no big deal, but Guard Number Two pulled out a hemp rope from behind him.
"What are you doing?" she exclaimed.
The people here either carry burlap sacks or hemp ropes with them.
Do they see these objects as the same as a real cell phone, feeling itchy all over if they don't carry them for a day?
Shen Jiao's lips twitched.
Guard number two, his face dark and menacing, said, "You little swindler, I've finally caught you! I thought you were a delicate, helpless woman, but I never expected you to be able to scale walls and leap across rooftops. I'll catch you red-handed today. Don't you know where you are? How can I let you run wild like this? I'll tie you up and bring you to the master to beg for a reward!"
After all that, Shen Jiao finally got to the point. No wonder she was so hostile towards her; it turned out to be because of her extravagance.
Shen Jiao: Brother, can you use a normal person's thinking and get this straight? I used to hang out with a super-rich tyrant. You've imprisoned me here, lowering my quality of life. If I were to actually behave myself, wouldn't that make me look like I'm brain-dead?
This guard wasn't specifically there to watch over Shen Jiao on the roof; it just so happened that he came up to keep watch, and Shen Jiao suddenly had the idea to come up for a walk.
She didn't want to climb onto the roof all the time, but the tyrant really did like to take walks on the roof.
She didn't learn the good habits, but she diligently studied the bad ones, striving for improvement every day.
Guard Number Two was quite dissatisfied with Shen Jiao.
Shen Jiao ate meat with gusto, her mouth dripping with oil, looking carefree and happy. But it was a hardship for those who had neither status nor money. They used to have meat every day, but now they only saw oil every three days. These were all big, strong men, who could stand it!
Sure enough, they all vented their anger on Shen Jiao without prior arrangement.
Shen Jiao discovered that this guard was stubborn; making too much noise wouldn't do her any good, but she couldn't bring herself to kill him to silence him.
She had experience in fighting, but she had never killed anyone.
Although killing people is as common as picking cabbages in this era, it is still a bit of a dilemma for Shen Jiao, who doesn't even dare to kill a chicken.
The second guard was only interested in tying up Shen Jiao and finding Ji Xiao so he could claim credit and get a reward, so he deliberately kept quiet.
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he straightened the rope with both hands, lunging suddenly at Shen Jiao.
...
"How's the pressure?"
"...It's a little loose."
How about this?
"...It's a little tight."
"Try using a little force, see if you can break free."
"……cannot."
"If you can't, that's fine. Open your mouth." Shen Jiao stuffed a piece of cut-off curtain fabric into the mouth of the second guard, whose face was bruised and swollen.
The second guard, on the verge of tears, remained silent: "..."
Shen Jiao patted the dust off her hands. "Brother, please bear with me. This is my first time tying someone up, so I don't have much experience. If we meet again next time, I'll definitely prepare a pink hemp rope for you."
Guard number two, his face filled with terror: "..."
Is there a next time? Maybe we shouldn't see each other again?
No matter how thick his skin is, it's not enough to beat him up.
Waaaaah... Who told him that beautiful women are just pretty faces, all looks and no substance?
"Sigh," Guard Number Two sighed deeply, wondering if his teeth, knocked out at his age of thirty or forty, would ever grow back.
Shen Jiao placed the guards, who were tied up like caterpillars, in the inner room.
The client's concubine is a meticulous person, and she specially built a large bathroom here. If she hides herself here, she should not be discovered for a period of time.
By the time Shen Jiao had finished all this, it was already late at night. She lay down for a while but found that she still couldn't fall asleep, so she climbed back onto the roof along the same route.
This time it went smoothly, and no guards stopped her.
Shen Jiao's lightness skill was praised by Ji Yan as "acceptable," indicating that among ordinary masters, she was considered one of the best.
Like a nimble night owl, she moved quietly and swiftly across the rooftop, surveying her surroundings.
Surrounded by mountains and with complex terrain, this villa was also built on a mountaintop, which was strange, and Shen Jiao couldn't quite understand it.
If Ji Xiao wants to fight the tyrant, he must raise an army, and the location for raising the army is the most important. This place seems unsuitable no matter how you look at it.
Could it be that Ji Xiao's base of operations isn't here either?
Soon, Shen Jiao noticed something amiss. About 800 meters outside the manor, there were tents pitched and soldiers patrolling. This layout was equivalent to treating the manor as a royal palace.
Shen Jiao: "..."
Seriously, client? Are you putting on such an exaggerated act? Your desire to be emperor is truly ingrained.
Shen Jiao's leg injury had not yet healed. She guessed that Ji Xiao, who dared to confront the tyrant, would not be without any experts by his side. Although Qing Lang said that she had extraordinary bones and was a martial arts prodigy, she was still a little scared.
Another reason is that Ji Xiao was overly cautious. He used his not-so-bright mind to come up with a rather unwise solution.
That means the guards were ordered to call her every hour, probably because they were afraid she would escape.
Shen Jiao had actually considered running away, but after thinking it over, she had no choice but to give up.
First of all, it was dark and windy at night, and she wasn't familiar with the roads here. Even if she ran away, she couldn't get very far. If she was unlucky and the client found her with his men, she would be in big trouble.
Secondly, she had no money, and food and lodging were problems.
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