Chapter 48: So Brave

Song Jin walked further into the alley.

Until the dilapidated back door of the house.

When I got closer, I didn't hear any movement inside.

Then he took out the dagger and inserted it into the crack of the door, slowly pushing the door open a little bit. The courtyard in front of him was overgrown with weeds and had a rotten smell.

When they saw Song Jin slipping in, the people who had been following her secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

Madam is so brave! Even Old Huo was frightened when he came over.

If something happens to Madam here, Young Master will not forgive them.

It's obvious at first glance that this house is usually not occupied.

In the front yard, Song Jin saw light in the main hall.

The person who killed Huang Bingliang earlier is bandaging his wound.

Song Jin saw Master Zeng.

This is a middle-aged man with a yellow face and dark circles under his eyes. One can tell at a glance that he is a person who indulges in excessive sexual activities.

Upon hearing that Huang Bingliang was dead, Zeng Erye's face suddenly showed an arrogant look, "What a loser, he can't even handle a small matter, and he dares to use this to blackmail me, he doesn't know whether he lives or dies."

"Second Master, why do you have to get angry with that kind of villain?"

A trusted steward next to him was fawning and trying to please him.

Mr. Zeng didn't want to stay here anymore. "Let's go. It's too late to go home tonight. Let's go to Wanxianglou and have fun."

"Okay, I'll hold the lamp for you."

The young steward flattered humbly, carrying a lantern and walking beside Master Zeng.

There was a sedan chair parked in the front yard.

There were still four sedan bearers guarding it.

Master Zeng went out and got into the sedan chair. The sedan bearers lifted the sedan chair and the steward ran to the gate and was about to open it.

The result? ! The door can’t be opened? The manager was shocked and said, “What’s going on? Why can’t the door be opened?”

"what happened?"

Master Zeng in the sedan shouted angrily.

The butler hurriedly explained, "Second Master, this door can't be opened!"

"You're such a waste! I think you're going to die at the hands of that little bitch. You don't even have the strength to open the door!" Master Zeng cursed and asked the sedan bearer to open the door.

It still hasn't opened.

The sedan bearer was a bit knowledgeable, "Second Master, someone has pierced the copper ring with a wooden stick outside. If you are in a hurry to leave, you can go through the back door."

"Then why don't you hurry back and carry the sedan chair and go through the back door."

As soon as the sedan chair was lifted up, we suddenly saw a fire in the front yard.

Song Jin had secretly set fires everywhere.

Light the fire and quickly exit through the back door.

Take another piece of wood and insert it into the copper ring.

Soon, smoke filled the mansion. The house had been in disrepair for a long time, so the fire got even bigger.

Lao Huo and the others who followed him out looked at him in awe as he ran out and plugged the back door with firewood.

Mr. Zeng came here temporarily to stay because this place happened to be an abandoned house of the Zeng family, not far from the courtyard where Huang Bingliang stayed.

He came here to act in secret.

So I didn’t bring many people.

Even so, there were several guards, sedan chair bearers and a steward.

It's not something Song Jin can fight against alone.

"Master Huo, why doesn't Madam leave quickly?"

In the dark, someone looked at Song Jin hiding in the shadow of the back door, not far from the main door.

Old Huo wanted to say that he also wanted to know why his wife didn't leave, so he could only say something mysterious.

"Maybe Madam has a backup plan?"

"That's probably the case. Arson shouldn't kill those people."

Sure enough, after a while.

The back door was violently broken open.

Mr. Zeng covered his mouth and nose, ran out in panic, then bent over and coughed violently, obviously choked by the thick smoke.

Song Jin, who was in the shadows, took out a hidden weapon shaped like a bamboo flute from his sleeve, put it to his mouth and blew it, and a poisonous needle silently pierced into Mr. Zeng's neck.

Then Song Jin turned around and walked into a dark alley without looking back.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lao Huo and others were stunned.

"Retreat!" Old Huo, who had come to his senses, gave the order.

The young master was still worried that something might have happened to his wife, and wanted him to come and help.

Who knew it was not necessary at all! Lao Huo and others quickly retreated.

The fire here is getting bigger and bigger, and Master Zeng has died. I'm sure the city will be bustling tomorrow morning.

After Song Jin returned to the inn, he changed his disguise and threw all the things that shouldn't be there into the toilet.

Early the next morning.

The sky was gray and Song Jin, dressed as a scholar, went to check out of the hotel carrying a suitcase on his back.

The shopkeeper thought he was a student of the academy and would go to school early, so he didn't suspect anything.

Song Jin went to the market without stopping and rented a carriage.

Left the city safely.

Song Jin didn't know that there was a carriage following her out of the city.

There is a three-way intersection halfway.

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Song Jin asked the driver to stop and paid the full amount of money. After the driver left, she walked to a carriage parked under the shade of a tree on the roadside a hundred feet away.

"Uncle Zhou."

When Zhou's father saw that the person coming was a scholar, he couldn't recognize him at first, but when he heard the familiar voice "Uncle Zhou", he immediately knew that the person coming was Song Jin.

He whispered in surprise: "Boss?"

"It's me."

Song Jin got into the car and said, "Let's go to Ciguang Temple."

"The boss is firmly in control."

Father Zhou drove the carriage towards Ciguang Temple.

Jinling and Yinlong are still in Ciguang Temple.

Yinlong was still pretending to be Song Jin and worshiping Buddha.

The carriage behind.

The subordinate reported: "Sir, Madam asked Manager Zhou to pick her up, and she is heading towards Huguo Ciguang Temple."

"Um."

Qin Chi responded but didn't say anything.

Old Huo asked tentatively, "Sir, do you want to follow?"

"No need, let's go back to Yi County."

After Song Jin left the city, I knew that nothing would happen.

The carriage that Song Jin rented was also arranged by Qin Chi. At the same time, Qin Chi had arranged for someone to do the finishing touches, which was to have someone pretend to be the scholar that Song Jin had been, and pretend to be studying in a nearby academy.

This way, basically no one will find out about Song Jin.

Song Jin and Zhou's father's carriage stopped in front of Ciguang Temple.

Father Zhou parked the carriage and went to pick up Jinling and Yinlong.

From beginning to end, Song Jin did not get out of the car, and had already changed into women's clothes inside the car.

Waited for a while.

Jinling and Yinlong came out and got on the carriage one after another.

Seeing that Song Jin was safe and sound, tears were about to flow. He kept saying that he was glad that she was okay and told her not to take risks again in the future.

Yinlong even took off her veil and changed clothes with Song Jin.

The carriage gradually left Ciguang Temple and headed straight for Yi County.

When we returned to Yi County, it was already late at night.

Song Jin went to the pharmacy and spent the night there.

The next morning, after Song Jin washed up, he found nothing unusual, so he took the amulet that Yin Long had asked for home.

It has been five days since I left.

The county exam is tomorrow, it would be unreasonable if I don’t go home.

On the way back, I felt inexplicably eager to go home. When I pushed open the door and walked in, my originally restless heart suddenly settled down at this moment.

This feeling came suddenly.

It took her a long time to recover...

"Ma'am, why are you still standing at the door after you come back?"

Qin Chi stood in the corridor of the west wing, holding a book in his hand, looking at himself as calmly as a bamboo.

Song Jin lowered his head and smiled silently.

Without realizing it, she may have already regarded this place as her home.

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