Chapter 425 Bet She is a Good Person
Zhu Qingyan was completely unprepared for Hu Ping'an behind him, and when he heard Zhu Lan's shout, it was too late for him to dodge.
At this moment, a cold light shot down from the tower and accurately knocked the harpoon in Hu Ping'an's hand away.
Immediately afterwards, Murong Jing's red figure jumped down, and almost at the same time, the long black whip wrapped around Hu Ping'an's waist and threw him out.
Hu Ping'an's burly body hit the brick wall of the tower and fell heavily. Blood dripped onto the ground along his mask.
Murong Jing used her toes to pick up the harpoon, which was in her hand and pointed straight at Hu Ping'an's throat like lightning!
"Don't kill him!" Zhu Lan quickly spoke out to stop him.
At this moment, Murong Jing's whole body was emitting a terrifying cold aura, and Zhu Lan had no doubt that she would really kill Hu Ping'an.
"Ah Jing!" Zhu Qingyan also hurried over to hold Murong Jing, "Luckily you helped me, I'm fine, let's ask him what happened first."
The murderous aura in Murong Jing was suppressed a little. She walked to the side, folded her arms and looked coldly at Hu Ping'an who was lying seriously injured on the ground.
She had just climbed up the tower, and the ground was covered with dust, with no signs of anyone having been there. She realized that it was a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and when she turned around, she saw Hu Ping'an about to attack the young master.
Damn it indeed.
Zhu Qingyan's heartbeat was still a little fast. She walked up to Hu Ping'an and asked:
"We just met and have no grudges against each other. Why do you suddenly want to kill me?"
Hu Ping'an no longer cared about the rules of the ghost market. He tore off the mask on his face with difficulty, revealing a dark face of a thirty-year-old man. He covered his chest and said viciously:
"You...running dogs of the imperial court!
I failed to eliminate harm for the people, so you kill me!"
Zhu Qingyan was stunned, remembering that when he had asked the owner of the Golden Lotus Tower to retrieve the Nine-Curve Pearl, Zhu Lan had indeed mentioned that they were trying to retrieve the treasure for the court, and everyone nearby had heard it.
But he didn't expect that Hu Ping'an would want to kill him because of this.
Zhu Lan, who was standing by, heard something wrong and asked him:
"You don't even know our names, but you want to kill us just because you heard we are government officials?"
Hu Ping'an gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"There is not a single good person in the government, they all deserve to be killed!"
Zhu Lan thought for a moment and said:
"It sounds like you have some grievance against you. You might as well tell me. Perhaps I can help you and give you justice."
Hu Ping'an sneered, obviously not believing her at all.
"Fairness? There is no such thing as fairness in this world!
My whole family is dead. Can your so-called justice bring the dead back to life?
Fuck you!!!"
Zhu Qingyan and Zhu Lan looked at each other. They didn’t expect it to be such a big deal.
Zhu Lan knew that it was impossible for him to persuade the other party to let go of his hatred with empty words, so he thought for a while and said:
"I know you don't trust me, but think about it. If I were a wicked person, you would be guilty of assassinating an official of the imperial court today and you would be sentenced to death. The three of us can arrest you and bring you to justice at any time, and you would not be able to escape death.
But if I am a good person, and you tell me about your grievances, it would be best if I can help you. Even if I can't help you, you won't lose anything, right?"
Zhu Lan squatted down and looked Hu Ping'an in the eye, and asked word by word:
"So do you dare to bet that I'm a good person?"
Hu Ping'an was somewhat convinced by her logic, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
He was about to speak when he suddenly heard the crowing of a rooster.
Zhu Qingyan looked around and said, "The ghost market will close at cockcrow. If you have anything to say, go upstairs and talk."
Hu Ping'an was very hesitant, "I live in the ghost market..."
Zhu Qingyan said helplessly: "Brother, we were in the Jinlian Building just now and we were in such a mess. You were with us. Once we leave, do you think the owner of the building will let you go?"
"Okay." Hu Ping'an nodded and agreed to return to the ground with the three of them.
There is a long staircase spiraling down from the ground to the underground, and everyone who has entered the ghost market is walking up the stairs.
Just as Zhu Lan and his three companions arrived at the stairs, Zhu Lan was suddenly bumped by someone.
Zhu Qingyan quickly supported her, but when he raised his eyes, Murong Jing had already grabbed the man's collar with one hand.
"Where did such a blind thief come from?"
Zhu Qingyan took a closer look and found that this was the thief who had stolen everyone's purses in the Jinlian Tower before.
The thief was caught and struggled violently, causing the things hidden on his body to fall to the ground.
With a "pop" sound, something fell to the ground, attracting the attention of several people.
When Murong Jing was distracted, the little thief simply threw away his shirt and slipped away like a loach.
Murong Jing was too lazy to bother with a petty thief. She bent over to pick up the fallen object, which turned out to be the human skin mask that was auctioned in the Jinlian Building earlier.
"It seems that this little thief took advantage of the situation when you made a big fuss in Jinlian Tower just now and secretly picked up this thing." Zhu Lan said.
The human skin mask was shaken off in Murong Jing's hands. It was indeed exquisitely made, but Murong Jing had no intention of appreciating it.
She held the mask in front of Zhu Lan and the others and asked, "Do you want it?"
Zhu Lan and Zhu Qingyan took a step back at the same time as if avoiding insects, shaking their heads repeatedly.
Zhu Qingyan had heard Hu Ping'an say before that this mask might actually be made of human skin, so how could he dare to touch it?
Zhu Lan also felt a little scared.
Murong Jing didn't care. She took the human skin mask in her hand and looked at it over and over again.
Zhu Lan said: "The young princess is decisive in killing and has no taboos. It is better to put this thing away properly... maybe it will come in handy in the future."
"Okay." Seeing that neither of them dared to touch it, Murong Jing did not refuse and casually put the human skin mask into her arms.
The four of them returned to the ground level along the stairs.
At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and several people took off their masks. Zhu Lan turned around and said to Hu Ping'an:
"Brother Hu, this is not the place to talk. If you trust me, then follow me."
She planned to place Hu Ping'an in Yuxiang Pavilion first.
Hu Ping'an had been in the ghost market for a month and hadn't seen the sun for a long time. Now that he was back on the ground, he felt as if he was in another world.
He had no relatives or friends in the capital, and he didn't know where to go after leaving the Ghost Market, so he had to listen to Zhu Lan's arrangements.
At this time, Murong Jing clasped his fists and said to the others:
"I left the Northern Frontier Camp secretly this time and came back. I can't stay here for long. Since I haven't found my sister's whereabouts, I have to go back now."
"Ajing..." Zhu Qingyan was a little worried.
She still had some things she wanted to ask Murong Jing, but she didn't expect that they only met briefly and had to part again.
Murong Jing shook her hand vigorously and said with a smile:
"There are many things to do in the camp recently. I will return to the capital to find you when I am done!"
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