Chapter 249 Fierce Girl
Beitian Salon.
"Brother Lianghan?"
"My dear nephew Lianghan!"
"What are you doing here? Miss Xie has been looking for you."
With pursuers behind them, Li Xian, Wei Mei, Li Dalang, and the others had no choice but to stop.
"He suffered a severe abdominal injury and lost a lot of blood."
Li Guo'er, with her hands on her knees, panting and glancing to the side, immediately made a judgment.
Taking advantage of the fact that the pursuers behind her had not yet arrived, the young woman ran towards the well without looking back.
"Father and Mother, you go first. I will go with Dalang to save people."
"Sister!" Li Dalang hurriedly followed.
The family consisted of four people. Li Guo'er was a young girl and the weakest in terms of physical strength, while Li Dalang was a young man and the fastest runner.
She was, of course, aware of all this.
Li Guo'er and her brother came to the well.
Ouyang Lianghan had a piece of torn cloth wrapped around his abdomen, tied in a tight knot. A bloodstained dagger lay beside his legs, and a pool of blood lay beneath his buttocks.
His face was pale, his eyes were closed and his head was tilted back, his breath was weak and feeble, as if he had forcibly bandaged his wound himself.
There was no time to think.
Beside the well, Li Guo'er took out a red handkerchief from her bosom, hurriedly opened it, and with two fingers, picked up a small emerald green pill and put it into the dry lips of the dying young man in front of her.
The Rejuvenation Pill was given to Xie Lingjiang by her along with the Spirit Jade before she went down the mountain to look for someone, just in case.
After feeding him the pills, the brother and sister together helped the young county magistrate, who was as limp as a rag doll.
"Father, Mother, you..." Li Dalang heard the noise, turned around and looked, feeling somewhat helpless.
Li Xian and Wei Mei, who were originally running in the lead, have turned around and run back to the wellhead.
"Don't be so cocky, you two."
Li Xian sternly reprimanded them, and Wei Mei glared at her children as well.
So, the family of four hurriedly helped the young county magistrate, who had his eyes closed and head bowed, up and ran away together.
Everyone understood and remained silent.
Even setting aside his relationship with Ouyang Lianghan.
Right now, Miss Xie is fighting desperately at the forefront to buy time for her family. As they run around, they encounter the senior brother that Miss Xie has been searching for, and they also lead the villains here.
If we only focus on escaping and don't help, how can we face Miss Xie again?
However, the delay caused by the four of them stopping to rescue people has allowed the pursuers behind them to get closer and closer.
And he was carrying Ouyang Lianghan, who was unconscious from blood loss.
Furthermore, having escaped into the Beitian Nursing Home, which was full of disabled elderly and children, meant that with so many people around, he kept bumping into people and causing chaos as he ran.
It severely slowed down the speed.
"Ouyang Lianghan, are you alright?"
Su Guo'er suddenly turned her head and asked. She had just noticed out of the corner of her eye that Ouyang Lianghan, who was being supported by his elder brother and father, seemed to have raised his head and weakly looked around at them.
Moreover, Su Guo'er also discovered that Ouyang Lianghan was tightly clutching a bronze beast mask in his hand, and he did not let go of it even when he was seriously injured and unconscious at the wellhead.
It doesn't seem like he's completely unconscious.
At this moment, Ouyang Rong lowered his head, his head swaying with the jolts, and closed his eyes without saying a word.
I don't know if the Rejuvenation Pill is effective.
The Beitian Nursing Home is filled with numerous courtyards separated by layers of walls. Although the pursuers behind them cannot be seen for the time being, their location can be determined by the sounds of chickens and dogs scattering from the courtyards filled with the wounded, disabled, and elderly in the distance.
With pursuers closing in from behind and unable to shake them off, they were caught off guard.
Li Guo'er wiped the sweat from her brow and suddenly spoke:
"We need to split up and run, otherwise, if this continues, none of us will escape today."
“But little sister, you run the slowest.” Li Dalang hesitated.
“Then we should split up and run separately. They might not chase me,” Li Guo’er said calmly.
"What should we do about my nephew Lianghan?" Li Xian asked worriedly.
Li Guo'er glanced around and pointed to a house in front of her:
"If we hide him and scatter, we can draw away the pursuers and make Ouyang Lianghan safer."
Li Xian and Li Dalang hesitated, feeling that something was wrong with the plan, but the calm young woman in front of them had already made a decisive decision and carried Ouyang Lianghan to the house in front.
In the midst of the chaos, everyone had no choice but to do as instructed.
Inside the courtyard, a group of frightened, elderly, and children stared in disbelief.
They hid Ouyang Lianghan inside the house, and Li Guo'er, Li Xian, and the other three each chose a direction and scattered to escape.
The disabled elderly and children affected in the facility looked at each other in bewilderment.
But soon, they discovered that a slender and graceful figure had returned to the courtyard.
Li Guo'er was no longer in a hurry. She glanced in the direction her father and brothers had fled, then tore off the thin veil covering her face and threw it on the ground, revealing a small face that was panting but surprisingly calm.
Li Guo'er lowered her eyes and calmly walked into the room where Ouyang Lianghan was hidden.
She discovered that it was a simple kitchen, dimly lit, with a few pale yellow steamed buns arranged on a plate on the counter not far away.
"Water...water...water..."
Li Guo'er suddenly heard a whisper. She turned her head and saw a young man with his eyes closed, leaning against the shadows next to the water vat, his lips moving.
Li Guo'er went to the kitchen counter to get a bowl, scooped a bowl of water from the water vat, and then casually took a cold steamed bun and placed it next to Ouyang Rong.
She knelt down, silently handed him a bowl, and fed him a sip of water to his dry lips.
"If you want to see Sister Xie again alive, then don't make a sound later," Li Guo'er said with a smile.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the courtyard outside, and Wei Shaoxuan's voice could be faintly heard.
Li Guo'er placed the bowl beside the seemingly drowsy young man with his eyes closed, stood up, straightened her cuffs and collar, and walked out gracefully.
...
They pursued and killed him relentlessly.
Wei Shaoxuan sneered, unperturbed.
He would occasionally squat down and rub his fingers against the dust and dirt on the ground.
Occasionally, he would bring the knife to his nose and sniff it, then prop himself up on his knees with his elbows, raise the tip of the knife, and point to a certain direction of the fork in the road ahead, signaling to give chase.
Wei Shaoxuan rediscovered the feeling he had when his adoptive father changed his name and sent him to the northern border army to train in a scout squad.
They hunt their prey just like they do today.
Although these "prey" living in the south of the Yangtze River are a bit naive right now, they are not as cunning and difficult to deal with as the nomadic tribesmen who are skilled in counter-surveillance. In fact, the two sides often have to fight each other on the grasslands where "the lone smoke rises straight in the vast desert".
But it was also a way to help him remember the bitter past and appreciate the sweet present, and to add a little bit of excitement, wasn't it?
Moreover, before this trip to Dingjian, Wei Shaoxuan was hastily recalled from the northern border army by the King of Wei.
Through this experience as a scout, he not only gained a thorough understanding of the ninth-rank "warrior" in military strategy, but he also vaguely grasped the threshold of the eighth-rank "Wei warrior," as if he could step into it with just one step.
Because of the matter of the cauldron and sword, Wei Shaoxuan had to do everything he could to suppress the upgrade.
He, his adoptive father, and his father had been preparing for this day for far too long, and the entire Wei Prince's Mansion had high hopes for him!
Wei Shaoxuan touched the bandage wound on his arm, turned around, and glanced at the direction of the Manjushri Bodhisattva Hall like a wolf, his eyes cold and sinister.
That Xie woman is practically courting death! Once he becomes the Sword Bearer and attempts to advance to the eighth rank, he'll go back and teach her a lesson! What does it matter if someone is a rank higher than the Sword Bearer?
"Wait, stop!"
Wei Shaoxuan raised his hand, and the eight guards behind him stopped in unison in a courtyard. He surveyed the surroundings like an eagle.
Ignoring the shivering elderly, children, and disabled in the courtyard, he suddenly squatted down and rubbed his fingers against the dusty footprints on the ground.
Wei Shaoxuan suddenly stood up, pointed in several directions, and said coldly:
"Heh, you think you can escape by splitting up? We'll split up and chase. You, take your men that way. And you... most importantly, you ran down this road. I'll chase after you myself..."
Wei Shaoxuan gave a few instructions, but his subordinates noticed that the eyes of the son of the King of Wei were being stared at a house that looked like a kitchen not far away.
Wei Shaoxuan glanced at the clues at his feet, amusement on his face.
He tilted his head, but his body didn't move at all.
Because the most important prey is right here.
But in the next instant, Wei Shaoxuan's expression froze.
Before he could finish his charade, a graceful figure emerged on its own.
She was poised and natural, with a pretty face and a relaxed expression.
It's like they were waiting for them here.
"Cousin Wei."
Li Guo'er stepped forward and said without hesitation:
“I have thought it through. I want to go to Luoyang to see my grandmother and Uncle Wei.”
"I don't want to go with them anymore. And that housekeeper surnamed Xie is meddling too much. What does her feud with Young Master Wei have to do with me?"
"baffling."
Li Guo'er shook her head, biting her lip lightly. Her cheeks were slightly pink from the hurried run, making her look incredibly pitiful.
Wei Shaoxuan was stunned for a moment.
Realizing what had happened, he suppressed his joy and remained calm, tossing the knife in his hand into the arms of his subordinate beside him: "Why are you throwing the knife around like that? Put it away properly."
After giving him a lecture, he turned around, took out a folding fan, and gently fanned himself.
"I also dislike that Xie woman. This Xie family of Chen Commandery is always at odds with our Wei family. Do they think they can be safe just because they are far away in Jiangnan? Once the Wei family has some free time, we will deal with them properly."
“Cousin Guo’er is right. Why run away? Uncle is being too easily frightened. We’re all relatives. It’s like meeting an old friend from the same hometown. We wouldn’t harm him, would we?”
Wei Shaoxuan shook his head, stepped forward, came to Li Guo'er's side, and said softly without changing his expression:
“Cousin Guo’er, many things between our Li and Wei families are instigated and provoked by these outsiders. It’s not a matter of black and white. Your grandmother has always deeply resented this. These outsiders are trying to sow discord between our two families.”
"Once I take you back to Luoyang, you'll understand. By the way, isn't your aunt, Princess Chang Le, on good terms with our Wei family?"
Wei Shaoxuan was surprised when Li Guo'er gently shook her head and said something that also surprised him:
"It's not so much that they were provoked. My father and brother were just stupid to begin with. They always held a grudge against what my grandmother did back then, and they were powerless to do anything about it. So they were useless themselves, and could only vent their resentment on your Wei family."
Out of the corner of his eye, Wei Shaoxuan saw the young woman in plum blossom makeup curl up a disdainful smile and say crisply:
"If they're so capable, why don't they go and take back everything they've lost? All they do is wallow in self-pity. Aren't they just useless as descendants of Emperor Taizong, unable to even defeat their grandmother? What does this have to do with you members of the Wei family?"
"It's a simple principle: the winner takes all, the loser is nothing. Why can't they understand it?"
Gaining the trust of the beautiful woman and becoming her confidante, Wei Shaoxuan was invigorated. He also noticed that when Li Guo'er mentioned that grandmother, there was an undisguised longing and envy in her eyes, which did not seem fake.
Sure enough, most women admire strength, he thought to himself, chuckling softly in comfort:
"It's alright, it's alright. As long as Cousin Guo'er has come to her senses, that's all that matters. As for them..."
Wei Shaoxuan glanced left and right in the direction Li Xian and the others had fled, his expression slightly hesitant, before turning to give orders.
"Never mind them." Li Guo'er waved her hand casually, then suddenly turned her head and asked with a curious look, "By the way, cousin, what was that Buddhist sign you showed me before?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Shaoxuan smiled, forgetting about Li Xian and the others, and said mysteriously, "Come on, I'll take you somewhere, and you'll know soon enough."
Li Guo'er smiled: "Why don't you tell us first..."
Just then, a guard rushed over from the direction of the Sutra Copying Hall and knelt on one knee:
"Sixth Young Master, the old monk has finished translating the Buddhist scriptures into Sanskrit! As per your instructions, I delivered them immediately."
The guard, with a fawning expression, presented a Buddhist scripture translation book with both hands.
"What a coincidence! Hehe, then let's show Cousin Guo'er what a real Buddhist sign looks like right here today."
Wei Shaoxuan laughed, took the Buddhist scripture, and then ordered the guards to take down the Mo family sword box from their backs.
Everything is complete and in place.
Wei Shaoxuan stood proudly in the courtyard, smiling at the worried and fearful old, young, sick, and disabled people around him:
"You guys are really lucky to be able to witness a mythical artifact together today!"
Wei Shaoxuan turned his head and said calmly, "Cousin, why don't you stand further away? You might get hurt."
"It's alright, I... I just want to get closer."
"Alright."
Seeing the beautiful woman smile gently and lower her head, Wei Shaoxuan felt a sense of ease and comfort.
"My cousin hasn't told me yet, what exactly is this?" She stood behind Wei Shaoxuan, tilting her head curiously to look at the wooden box in his hand.
Wei Shaoxuan said casually, "The Cauldron Sword."
Seeing Li Guo'er's shocked expression, he smiled warmly.
Turning around, Wei Shaoxuan stood before everyone, sword case in hand, chanting Buddhist scriptures softly. Finally, he raised his head, smiled, and spoke the following words directly in front of him:
"Craftsman... Ah!"
Wei Shaoxuan let out a scream, clutching his newly injured shoulder.
Before he could finish saying the word "craftsmanship," a cold gust of wind from behind startled him so much that his hair stood on end. He twisted his body in mid-air, narrowly dodging another blow that was aimed straight at his back.
But I still felt a heaviness and a chill on my shoulder; I'd been hit.
Wei Shaoxuan was in excruciating pain. He turned his head and saw a familiar sword, slanted into his right shoulder, not far from his heart.
"You! You bastard!" Wei Shaoxuan was furious and kicked Li Guo'er, who was about to rush up to finish her off, away.
The surrounding guards rushed over anxiously and finally stopped Li Guo'er, who had a calm expression on her face.
"You're lying to me?"
Li Guo'er raised her chin high, her dark eyes looking down at him disdainfully, and said calmly:
"It's a pity I didn't stab you to death, but it would be satisfying to give you a final blow before you die."
"Wei Shaoxuan, try looking at me with those dog eyes again in the future. It's disgusting. I felt nauseous the first time I saw you."
"And all they do is play these idiotic tricks, like 'hero saves the damsel in distress'? I hate people who are stupid themselves but think everyone else is stupid."
"You...you're not afraid of dying?!"
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Wei Shaoxuan's face turned a deep shade of liver, filled with shame and anger. He suddenly remembered the two marriage fortune slips that Master Shandao had drawn that day.
Li Guo'er closed her eyes: "My father and brother will avenge me, and everyone who has the blood of Emperor Taizong will avenge me. Those who steal a hook will be punished, and those who steal a country will become nobles. Without my grandmother, what are you Wei family members?"
"Fine, fine! You're asking for it! Today we'll use your arrogant Emperor Taizong's blood to consecrate the sword!"
Wei Shaoxuan laughed angrily, his face hardening as he turned and cruelly uttered two words:
"Craftsman, make!"
The people in the courtyard were puzzled, then their faces lit up with shock.
An arc appeared in the sky above the courtyard.
It is a clear blue, like a wound in the sky.
Hovering without moving.
It displays miracles to the mortals in the courtyard, or looks down upon them.
When Wei Shaoxuan saw this, he was also surprised for a moment, then he looked up and laughed fiercely.
"Craftsmanship, is this what you look like? Indeed, neither sword nor cauldron, you're practically a myth! Hahaha..."
Despair flashed in Li Guo'er's eyes. She had vaguely guessed that it would be Dingjian, but now she couldn't stop it. She was already willing to die if she turned back, but she was afraid that her father, brothers and Xie family sister would not be able to escape either.
But the next moment, something strange happened.
Beside Li Guo'er, the heads of the guards who were holding her fell to the ground one after another, like the heavy fruit falling from the trees in autumn, the dull sound of the heads falling echoing in the courtyard.
The headless bodies of the guards fell one after another.
Li Guo'er looked around in bewilderment, wondering which expert had come to her rescue.
But she soon discovered that it was an "arc" in the sky, quietly suspended in front of her.
Li Guo'er tilted her head and looked at the "arc" with suspicion, and the "arc" seemed to be looking at her as well.
Wei Shaoxuan looked around in shock, "I didn't touch it! Wait, why can't I control it?"
In an inconceivable situation.
In the kitchen ahead, a short-haired young man covered in blood walked out, holding a bowl in his palm, and stood in front of the crowd in the courtyard.
"The steamed bun is too hard, I can't bite into it," he said in a hoarse voice.
He lowered his head, took a sip of cold water, and shoved the bowl back into the hands of the dumbfounded Li Guo'er.
Ouyang Rong raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a clear blue light, and a clear blue spiritual energy slowly flowing from the wound on his abdomen. "Ah—! My hand!!!" A pig-like scream echoed through the courtyard. Ouyang Rong walked to Wei Shaoxuan, whose arms had been severed by the "Arc," and reached out to grab his neck. The fear of death surged through Wei Shaoxuan's heart, his pupils contracted sharply, and he roared:
"Your Highness...the Royal Palace will kill you!"
"I will kill your whole family."
A clear blue arc magnified in Wei Shaoxuan's disbelieving eyes, finally drawing a bloody mark on his face. The arc entered his body, and a light clearer and cleaner than the blue sky leaked out from the bloodstain on his face, blooming together with the blood.
The sixth son of the King of Wei, on whom the Wei clan had placed high hopes and had a bright future planned, was dismembered, his blood, flesh, and mud splattering all over the clothes of everyone present.
(End of this chapter)
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