Chapter 12 Playing
The magistrate’s residence, the seventh day.
It was another night. Xue Feiheng, who had been waiting for six days, had dark circles under his eyes. He sat on the ground, hugging the pillar with a look of despair, and banging his forehead against it.
Six days, six whole days, six days! Do you know how he spent these six days? Do you know?
Xie Sui is not much better off. He has to remain highly vigilant all the time these days. Even a strong man can't stand this.
"If Xi doesn't show up tonight, you and I will have to return to the capital to report." Xie Sui said to Xue Feiheng. They went out this time specifically to investigate the new cases in the southeast villages. More than three months have passed since they started.
"Eh..." Xue Feiheng sighed and lay down on the bluestone slab. "Go back, go back. Whoever wants to investigate can do it."
"Whoosh——" A gust of cold wind blew by, Xue Feiheng's expression froze, and he immediately stood up.
"Here it comes." Xie Sui gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, alertly sensing the movements around him.
After a while, a black cat walked across the wall with elegant steps, then stopped halfway and licked its paws carefully.
Xue Feiheng looked at the cat and couldn't help wondering, just a cat?
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly rushed towards his face. Xue Feiheng's heart was alarmed and he quickly dodged to the side.
Feeling a chill on his upper arm, Xue Feiheng turned around and found that most of his sleeve had been cut off, with a blood mark appearing at the broken end. Fortunately, the wound was not deep.
Fortunately, I dodged quickly, Xue Feiheng sighed secretly.
On this side, Xie Sui held a knife in his left hand and formally confronted the man in black who suddenly appeared. The blades collided with each other, creating bright sparks in the night.
"Holding a knife with the left hand is rare." During the gap, the voice of the man in black came through the hideous face, becoming distorted and weird, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
Xie then took three steps back, looking at the "Xi" token on the black-clothed man's waist that swayed with his movements. His face was solemn, and he felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand where he was holding the knife. "Assassinating an imperial official is a capital crime," he said, trying to awaken the black-clothed man's conscience through verbal reasoning.
"No need to waste words with him." Xue Feiheng simply bandaged the wound and stood beside Xie Sui with a knife in hand.
"Is this the court official you are talking about?" "Xi" threw something at the feet of the two people. The object rolled a few times and revealed its front side just right.
If it wasn't the magistrate's head, whose else could it be?
Xue Feiheng's eyes widened. "When...when did you kill him?"
No, this was too quick. Where were the guards at the mansion? They were protected by three layers of guards, yet Xi still managed to take the head off. Not only that, but not a single sound was made.
"Xi" sneered in his heart, pointing at those useless protectors. It would be better to give her the money for hiring someone. Who knows, she might be in a good mood and let the magistrate live for a few more days.
She took the head and didn't leave just to provoke her, she wanted to have some fun with these two nosy birdmen.
I can't kill her, but it's not too much to let her play with me for a while, right?
"It is rumored that the great protector 'Xi' is proficient in dual swords, one for severing clouds and the other for chopping off the moon. He is unrivaled in the world. Now that he is dead, let me see for myself today." Before Xue Feiheng finished speaking, the blade had already reached Xi's face.
However, the man in black just tilted his head slightly, and the blade brushed past the mask. Then he turned his wrist, and another knife suddenly slipped out of his sleeve. The blade was as black as ink and did not reflect any light in the moonlight.
Xue Feiheng's pupils shrank—Zhan Yue!
Seeing this, Xie Sui immediately stepped forward and slashed diagonally with the blade of his left hand, trying to block Xi's retreat.
However, "Xi"'s figure flashed like a ghost, and the two swords crossed. With a "clang" sound, Xie Sui's sword was actually shaken.
"You've practiced your left-handed sword quite well, but unfortunately..." the strange voice said with a hint of teasing, "You're still far from perfect."
Xue Feiheng gritted his teeth and swung his sword again, his momentum fierce and unstoppable. However, Xi simply raised his hand, and the black short sword "Zhan Yue" blocked it, while the other gleaming "Duan Yun" stabbed at Xue Feiheng's wrist like a venomous snake!
"Hiss—" Xue Feiheng gasped, his wrist aching, and the knife nearly slipped from his hand. He stumbled back, looking down. A thin, bloody scar had appeared on his wrist. It wasn't deep, but it had precisely severed the tendons and veins, instantly rendering his hand holding the knife powerless.
Xie Sui's heart sank upon seeing this. This "Xi" was clearly playing a trick on them! Each strike was precisely controlled, not fatal. After the fight, they were covered in wounds and looked utterly miserable.
"What? Is that all you can do?" Xi tilted his head, his eyes cold beneath the mask. "Is this all the people sent by the imperial court to investigate the case?"
Xue Feiheng gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his wrist, switched to holding the knife with his left hand, and said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense! If you have the guts, let's have a fair fight!"
Before he finished speaking, Xi disappeared again, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Xie Sui. Xie Sui reacted very quickly, turning around and blocking with his sword, but Xi's sword strangely bypassed his defense and stabbed him in the shoulder.
"Puchi--" The blade pierced into the flesh, Xie Sui groaned, staggered back, and blood instantly dyed half of his robe red.
"Xi" jumped lightly and flew onto the roof like a night owl, looking down at them. Seeing that the two of them were full of anger but helpless, he left with satisfaction.
When Xi's figure disappeared into the night, Xie Sui was exhausted and half-knelt on the ground.
Xue Feiheng stepped forward to support Xie Sui, and seeing that his shoulder wound was bleeding profusely, he quickly tore off a corner of his clothes to bandage him.
"This madman..." Xue Feiheng gritted his teeth.
Xie Sui's face was pale, cold sweat seeping from his forehead, but he still forced himself to stand up: "She was deliberately holding back, otherwise we would have been killed long ago."
Xue Feiheng clenched his fists, and the pain in his wrist made him gasp. He looked up in the direction where "Xi" disappeared, with unwillingness flashing in his eyes.
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In the clinic, the sleeping doctor woke up from the bed, but before he could react, a cold blade was at his neck.
His eyes, which had been shrouded in sleep, suddenly cleared up. "Who are you? Why are you trespassing so late at night?"
"Turns out you're a little medical genius." A cold female voice rang out, and the gauze curtain was lifted, revealing a hideous and strange face.
The little medical fairy's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened.
A dim light came on in the room. The little medical fairy brought a basin of hot water and saw that the man in black had already taken off his clothes to the last layer. The large wounds on his back were stuck to the skin and flesh, and some parts had even festered and festered. Even the little medical fairy, who had been practicing medicine since childhood, couldn't help but gasp.
"What's taking so long?" He put the basin aside, opened the medicine box, and took out a pair of scissors. "Your clothes can't be used anymore. I have to cut them off bit by bit, otherwise I'll tear off a layer of skin on your back."
"Then cut it." The man in black agreed readily and turned to look at her. "Don't you blame me for trespassing and leaving?"
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