Chapter 309: Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission and the Taicang case has been solved!
Eunuch Hai took a step forward and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
The thick fog suddenly rolled up, like an icebreaker pushing away the ice, and a raging fire burned through the darkness.
The old eunuch in the python robe almost left an afterimage as he ran like a ghost. The fog of war that was enough to trap the monks of the Divine Chapter seemed to be non-existent to him.
Soon, he approached a mountain top. Looking up, he saw a thick pillar of cloud rising from the top of the mountain.
Under the pillar of cloud, a short, fat, and ugly man was vigorously waving a huge flag.
Sweating like crazy!
It's like two armies fighting, with the flag bearer waving the flag on the top of the city wall.
With every wave, a vast mist spewed out from the banner with strange patterns painted on it.
"Hmph." Eunuch Hai had no expression on his face and stepped his right foot on the mountain.
puff!
The sorcerer waving a giant banner on the top of the mountain suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with horror, and he made a move to escape.
But I just felt weak all over and limp as mud.
Eunuch Hai stepped onto the top of the mountain and raised his hand to press down on the ugly face of the sorcerer nicknamed "Mist Ghost" who had been rampant in the martial arts world for many years.
"puff!"
Like a ripe tomato bursting, the second body fell headfirst!
Killing two people in a row was as easy as drinking water.
"You are just an ant in the underworld. Learn to be an assassin in your next life." Eunuch Hai took out a handkerchief, wiped his dirty palms, and was about to leave.
However, at this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into my heart.
"Hai Chunlin."
A voice appeared in his mind out of nowhere.
The first person to be worshipped by the royal family, the eunuch in a python robe who had swept the world decades ago, narrowed his pupils and paused in wiping his hands.
His eyes were fixed on a person who had been standing on the opposite hilltop since who knew when.
In the mountains, the thick fog slowly dissipated, but it was still thick around, and the ravine between the two peaks was filled like a sea of clouds.
Hai Chunlin saw a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard.
Cang Ran, and middle-aged man... these two words appear in the same person.
He was a man wearing a common robe, with an ordinary face, calm eyes, a slightly gray beard, and long hair of the same color fluttering behind his head.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking out of place among his surroundings. He was neither dressed as a sorcerer nor as a warrior.
"God of Law?" The old eunuch, whose real name was Hai Chunlin, narrowed his eyes, trying to test the other party's identity.
The man with an ordinary face did not deny it and said with emotion:
"The Empress was so generous as to send you out to protect that young man. When you left the martial arts world, I regretted not being able to learn from you. I never expected to meet you here today."
Hai Chunlin sneered and said to the leader of the Fashen Sect:
"Haha, you talk as if you're worthy enough to fight me. You're just a loser with not much cultivation, yet you're so arrogant. You dare to call yourself 'God of Magic', aren't you afraid of the wind blowing your tongue away? If you want to fight me, come here in your true form first."
The leader of the Fashen faction was not angry, but smiled and said:
"Master Hai, please take my attack first."
After he finished speaking, this top-ranked magician among the Jianghu masters waved his hand, and with a rumbling sound, the clouds in the sky condensed into shape, and a high-pitched roar resounded through the sky.
In the mountains.
An angry dragon formed from clouds and mist, with a body nearly a hundred feet long, circled around the God of Magic, but the sorcerer who called himself "God of Magic" did not make any movement.
The angry dragon opened its bloody mouth and, carrying the power of heaven and earth, charged towards Eunuch Hai.
"Playing tricks!" The old eunuch in the python robe spat, and used his right hand as a knife, slowly slashing through the air with the palm knife.
Rumble...
In the distance, on the official road.
"Sir, look over there!"
Qian Kerou's pretty face changed color and she pointed in the direction of the distant mountains.
At this moment, the surrounding fog faded at an extremely fast speed. Although there was still a layer, the vision had basically been restored.
Therefore, everyone saw it clearly.
There was thick fog and white clouds in the distant mountains, but it was difficult to see clearly what was happening inside.
All that could be heard was a faint roar, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, followed by a mushroom-shaped cloud that slowly rose and then collapsed.
Until it disappears without a trace.
"What's that noise? Could it be a fight between wild beasts in the mountains?"
Censor Chen Hong muttered that as a mortal he had an instinctive fear of wild beasts.
The marquis folded his arms, sheathed his sword, glanced at the censor, and said sarcastically:
"Censor Chen, why don't you guess that it's the gods fighting?"
Zhao Duan looked at the dissipating fog around him and the clouds gradually flowing in the distant mountains, and seemed to be lost in thought.
After a moment, he turned around and said:
"Keep going!"
It seems that the ambush by the God of Law Sect was blocked by an expert... Strange, where did the expert come from?
Zhao Duan frowned, then relaxed. At this moment, he was not qualified to take the risk and join in the fun.
He sheathed his sword and continued northward.
…
Mountain top.
Eunuch Hai stood with his hands behind his back. Before his eyes, he saw a fog dragon that was split in half in mid-air and slowly collapsed. On the opposite hilltop, only a pile of flesh and bones was left.
"Fashen Sect..." Hai Chunlin murmured softly, his eyes heavy. Although he had destroyed the other party's incarnation, but...
This warlock is unexpectedly powerful.
"I'm afraid it's not too far from the Heavenly Man Realm."
Eunuch Hai shook his head, turned around and prepared to leave.
But the palm of his right hand, which was behind his back, was oozing with blood.
…
…
After this little incident, the rest of the journey went smoothly.
A few days later, one morning, Zhao Duan stuck his head out of the carriage and looked ahead, only to see the towering gate of the capital city right before his eyes.
“I’m back!”
After letting out a long breath, Zhao Duan showed a sincere smile on his face.
I hadn't been away for long, but I felt an urgent urge to meet up with acquaintances and socialize.
"Sir, we are completely safe now." Qian Kerou and others also smiled.
Ever since they were ambushed that day, this group of people have been living in fear.
This will completely enter the capital, and a strong sense of security will come over me.
"What are you afraid of? The assassin is here to kill me." Zhao Duan complained.
Qian Kerou and the others in Jinyi were so angry that they thought to themselves that they would have to step over our dead bodies.
Yuan Xingjun and other cavalrymen who had been escorting them all the way were also exhausted. Zhao Duan immediately handed them a token and asked them to go to the nearby Shenjiying to rest and then return.
The remaining distance was enough for the Jinyimen of Lihuatang to safely escort the two prison carts into the city.
At the city gate.
When the soldiers guarding the city saw Zhao Duan and his party returning, they immediately opened a small gate to welcome them to avoid crowding with the people entering the city.
After half a month, Zhao Duan was in a good mood when he stepped into the streets of the capital again. The only regret was that it was almost Mid-Autumn Festival and the scenery in the city was much less beautiful.
"Take the prisoner back to the imperial prison." Zhao Duan ordered as he walked through the streets of the city.
Qian Kerou was stunned for a moment, then said cutely:
"Sir, wouldn't you like to go back to the yamen first?"
Beside him, Chen Juan smiled slyly:
"Why are you asking? For such a serious case, you must first enter the palace and report to His Majesty."
You'd better give a serious report... Zhao Duan smacked his lips.
The other Jinyi captains also showed smiles that all men understand.
——In their eyes, their master is the emperor's bedside companion.
I haven't seen you for so many days, I have to report back to you.
Too lazy to explain to these men, Zhao Duan walked to the prison van behind him.
He ignored Wang Chusheng and looked through the bars of the cage at Gao Lian, who had become much more haggard after the hardships of the journey, and said quietly:
"Master Gao, we have arrived in the capital."
In the prison car, the drowsy Gao Lian opened his eyes. He maintained the posture of a monk sitting cross-legged in meditation, looking at the bustling streets and the towering bell tower in the distance.
His lips moved as he whispered:
"The court will clear my name."
Zhao Duan stared at him for a moment, nodded, and said with a forced smile:
"I look forward to that day."
…
After bidding farewell to the prison car, Zhao Duan drove alone and headed straight for the palace.
When he got outside the palace gate, the guards were surprised to see him:
"Master Zhao! Are you back?"
Zhao Duan got off the carriage with a smile, threw the whip to the guard, and said:
"Please inform me that I wish to see His Majesty and report back."
After a while, a young eunuch came running in from the doorway, waving a whisk in his hand and smiling:
"Your Majesty is in the backyard. I will take you there."
"Thank you for your help, eunuch." Zhao Duan nodded.
I entered the palace gate as I was familiar with it, crossed the Meridian Gate Square, and arrived at the garden called "Houting". I saw palace maids stationed in the garden.
Because the weather had turned colder, the palace maids no longer wore the bold, revealing white tulle palace skirts, but instead wore clothes with high necklines, which greatly disappointed Mr. Zhao.
This was not his first time to come to the back garden. After entering the door, he followed the winding stone path and, with the help of many guides, arrived at the depths of the garden.
In autumn, the imperial garden also looked desolate and dilapidated.
However, in the dilapidated scene, a figure in a white long dress could be seen from afar, flowing like a fairy in the sky.
The empress is practicing sword.
She stood in the garden, holding a wooden sword in her hand, without a trace of energy or magic power on her body.
However, when the wooden sword cut through the cold air, it made a hissing sound, and the grass and trees in the entire garden swayed with it.
Xu Zhenguan's appearance remained the same as before, but because he had sealed his cultivation and practiced sword for a long time, beads of sweat oozed out from the tip of his tall, snow-white nose.
There was also a slight blush on the forehead and cheeks.
Zhao Duan stood aside with his head lowered, admiring the empress's sword dance. He felt that the hardships and dust of the thousands of miles of journey were washed away at this moment.
“Woo—”
With the last sword strike, Xu Zhenguan turned his white wrist slightly and the wooden sword returned to its sheath.
She stood there, panting slightly.
Zhao Duan was quick-witted and snatched the tray from the maid next to him. Under her resentful gaze, he walked over to the Empress, holding a wooden tray filled with water, a towel, and thirst-quenching pear soup.
"His Majesty……"
Xu Zhenguan had already caught a glimpse of him coming, but he pretended to have just noticed him, his phoenix eyes staring at him quietly.
Then, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of her mouth, not ostentatious, but the relief of seeing him return safely after a long absence.
Xu Zhenguan casually picked up a damp towel and wiped his face, removing the sticky sweat. He then wiped the sweat off his hands, then turned around and asked with a smile:
"How about your trip, Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Duan took a deep breath, holding the tray, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission. The Taicang case has been solved!"
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P.S. I’m finally back in Beijing. It’s more comfortable to write about familiar maps. My typing speed has improved.
(End of this chapter)
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