After leaving Xiao Lubuhua's territory, Jin Yong was completely soaked, dripping wet, as if he had just been pulled out of the river. This was all due to the cold sweat he had caused from fear.
He knew that Jia Shiqilang's identity was probably not the son of a merchant as he appeared to be. As for the so-called mixed-race Hu-Han and family intolerance, it was not necessarily true.
I was so stupid! So stupid! There were so many signs, I should have thought of this long ago!
Jia Shiqilang has so much money, so many caravans, and so many connections, and he can easily move around among the powerful people in the capital. Why is he willing to stay in a poor and remote place like Huazhi County and live in a low position?
It's obvious that he has other intentions!
I originally thought that he was just after money and had convenient conditions, so he deliberately wanted to open up connections and do some smuggling business, but it turned out that I underestimated him!
Jin Yong couldn't help feeling a little distraught as he thought about these things.
He sat on the horse's back, but did not urge the horse to gallop. Instead, he let the horse stroll at its own pace, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, walking and stopping.
As the saying goes, an old horse knows the way. Although Jin Yong's horse is only three years old and cannot be considered an old horse, he is familiar with this road. Even without Jin Yong giving any orders, the horse knows where to go straight and where to turn.
The chestnut horse strolled out of Huazhi County and came to the border with Beiguan County. There was a no-man's land called Wangbatuozi. The chestnut horse rarely stopped and refused to move forward.
Jin Yong was thinking about something, and it took him a while to realize why the horse didn't move.
When I looked up, I saw that the road ahead was blocked by several pieces of wood.
Jin Yong was suddenly shocked.
This doesn't seem like a normal accident, but more like a trap.
What's going on? Could it be that I didn't agree to Jia Shiqilang's request quickly enough just now, so he would rather get rid of me?
Jin Yong raised his hand and touched his waist, and the knife was still there.
Since I have the knife in my waist, three or five petty thieves won't be able to get close to me.
Jin Yong breathed a sigh of relief, dismounted, became more alert, led the horse, walked slowly forward, and carefully went around the log that blocked the intersection.
I walked all the way to the end of the road, but didn't see the robber or anyone else.
Jin Yong was full of doubts. Who did this?
Is it possible that such a big fuss was made just to delay my own efforts?
Jin Yong got on his horse in confusion and continued to move forward.
Not long after, I encountered someone blocking my way again.
But this time it was not a pile of logs at the intersection, but an unattended carriage that had fallen into a mud pit.
The shaft of the cart was broken, the body of the cart was crooked and almost falling apart, and most of the wheels were stuck in the mud pit.
It seems that the owner abandoned the car and left.
Jin Yong dismounted again, led the chestnut horse around the carriage, and looked around carefully. Everything was still safe and sound.
After encountering such misfortunes again and again, Jin Yong simply regarded it as extra bad luck today. If he encountered a road blockage again, he would just take a detour.
But there is always a little bit of vigilance in my heart.
Therefore, when the black shadow suddenly appeared and threw a torn bag at Jin Yong's head, Jin Yong dodged it quickly and angrily drew out his sword and slashed at the bag.
The torn bag was split open, and white powder spilled out, pouring all over his face.
Jin Yong knew that something was wrong and that he had been ambushed by someone.
That white powder was actually lime!
Jin Yong hurriedly closed his eyes, but some lime had already gotten into them. He couldn't care less about anything else and just wanted to clean his eyes. But when he listened to the sound and located the location, it seemed that something heavy was hitting him...
Jin Yong dodged hurriedly, but failed to avoid it completely.
The arm holding the dagger was hit and dislocated, and the dagger fell out of his hand.
With a clang, the sword fell to the ground. Jin Yong was extremely anxious. Was he going to die here today? He hurriedly reached for the sword, but it stepped on his hand.
Then, the sound of wind and breathing approached him.
Jin Yong's mind calmed down a little.
The foot that stepped on my hand was not very big, it was clearly a woman's foot. The strength was not small for a woman, but for me, it was still not enough.
What? Could it be that the one who came to assassinate me was Xia?
While Jin Yong's mind was racing, the woman had already approached him and was swinging a knife at him.
That seemed to be his own sword.
And this time he hit it right in the heart.
He heard the sound of a blade cutting through the air and subconsciously dodged. The opponent's attack missed the target and a long knife mark passed from his shoulder across his chest and went straight to his waist.
The collar of his shirt was torn and blood was flowing out.
Was he going to die here today? Jin Yong stumbled two steps, fell to his knees, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you? Who are you?"
The other party dropped his sword with a clang and ran away.
Immediately afterwards, Jin Yong heard the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, and it seemed that there was more than one horse.
His eyes went dark and he knew nothing.
…
Zhou bit a reed and waited for the noisy sound of horse hooves to pass.
She hid in the reeds for a long time, so long that she felt she might catch a cold that would require her to drink bitter medicine for ten days or half a month.
Until there was no more sound around and it was dark, she quietly took off her blood-stained coat, wrapped it in stones, and threw it into the water.
Wearing only his undershirt, he shivered and jumped into the cold water again. He simply lay still and let himself float on the water, drifting downstream.
It floated all the way to Nanhu Lake, then moved its arms and legs, swam a few times, and climbed to the shore.
Zhou took out the clean clothes that had been hidden in the tree hole a long time ago, changed her wet clothes, rolled up her soaked undershirt and stuffed it into the basket, then stuffed a lot of hay that she had prepared in advance into the basket and carried the basket back home.
Everyone in the house was asleep, and no one knew that she had quietly gone out, quietly killed someone, and quietly sneaked back.
Zhou has wanted to kill Jin Yong for a long time.
She had long discovered the pattern of Jin Yong's movements. The obstacles blocking his path were also laid out piece by piece, like ants moving house.
It’s just that I had never thought of a foolproof plan before, nor had I found the right time to take action.
Recently, Xia Yujiao suddenly disappeared, and this not-so-mature and complete assassination plan was delayed.
Now that her daughter has been found, she is determined to die and doesn't want to live, so Zhou put this matter back on the agenda.
She didn't even care about the most foolproof plan - she had to tell her daughter the news of Jin Yong's death as soon as possible. Perhaps only when Jin Yong died would her daughter stop thinking about committing suicide.
Only after she had settled her daughter did she have the time to carefully choose a virtuous and sensible second wife for her eldest son.
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