Chapter 57
"Young Master, everyone has been brought here."
"Why are there two of them?"
“…”
It's Liu Qifan.
In the crowded carriage, Song Zhiyi leaned over with her shoulder to hold back Lin Xiaofeng, who wanted to call for help after hearing the familiar voice.
With his vision blocked by the black eye mask, Song Zhiyi could only look in the direction of the sound.
My bet was right. These people were indeed sent by the Liu family, or Liu Qifan.
Although I had guessed that they would attack Lin Xiaofeng, I didn't expect it to happen so soon. Fortunately, I came to find Lin Xiaofeng today, otherwise if they were kidnapped by Liu Qifan, all my efforts would have been in vain.
Song Zhiyi shrank back as if in fear, and moved to the gap of the car door, listening carefully to the conversation outside.
Song Zhiyi had already had a vague guess about why he, Song Zhiyu and Miao Henliu were targeted by the Liu family, which was that they were all descendants of Liu Shunan.
But Lin Xiaofeng is a complete "outsider". Even the accidental rescue of Liu Qifan when she was a child seemed to be the result of a careful design. When Liu Qifan grew up, he was neither a love-minded person nor did he love Lin Xiaofeng very much. Therefore, Song Zhiyi was actually very curious about why Lin Xiaofeng was the heroine in the changed fate line.
Song Zhiyi finally got the answer to this question from Jinqiu.
——Lin Xiaofeng is the "sacrifice" prepared by the writer for himself.
Whether it was letting Liu Qifan meet Lin Xiaofeng when they were young and exchanging "tokens", or deliberately making Lin Xiaofeng's mother seriously ill and seeking Liu Qifan's help, these were all planned in advance by the writer, in order to make Lin Xiaofeng's fate closely intertwined with Liu Qifan.
And the people who kidnapped them today...
"…It's really you."
The blindfold was grabbed off by someone, and a few strands of hair were pulled out. Song Zhiyi twitched his brows as if in pain and looked at the familiar figure outside the car door against the light.
"Long time no see, Brother Qifan."
Song Zhiyi looked up, his eyes narrowed by the sunlight, "Won't you explain it?"
The tall man with a scar on his brow behind him... looked familiar. Although there was a scary scar on his face and his face had aged a little due to the passing of time, his face still overlapped with a figure deep in Song Zhiyi's heart.
——It was the kidnapper who kidnapped her when she was a child.
Song Zhiyi's eyes darkened. When she was kidnapped this time, she saw the man with the scar and was able to determine where this gang came from. Not only did she not resist, she also used gestures to stop Yu An who was rushing towards her from a distance.
"Explain? Explain what?" Liu Qifan noticed her gaze, glanced behind him casually, then quickly retracted his gaze and sneered, "Sister Zhiyi, don't worry, I'm just taking you to see someone."
"Get in the car, let's go back as soon as possible." Liu Qifan let go of the cloth strip and stepped into a red sports car next to him.
"Yes, young master."
Scar bent down and picked up the black cloth strip on the ground, tied it roughly on Song Zhiyi, then closed the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
"Keep an eye on them. If anyone loses someone, watch out for your neck."
"Okay~"
The baby-faced boy smiled and responded, making a few cuts with the butterfly knife in his hand. They were just two powerless girls, and their hands and feet were even tied. If they were allowed to escape again, then they would have been wasted.
The car started and followed the red sports car not too far away. Scar's arm was resting on the window. His right hand was raised, unconsciously stroking the scar on his forehead.
He thought he had a sure win on the mission more than a decade ago, but he was tricked by Song Zhiyi and a wild kid who came from nowhere. Song Zhiyi escaped, the mission failed, and he almost lost his life. He also had a scar on his face that was so deep that you could see the bone.
Scar's eyes turned fierce and he put his hand down.
So what if I've been on the run for more than ten years? I still ended up in his hands again.
——
"Get out of the car."
The blindfold on his face and the cotton towel stuffed in his mouth were finally removed. The sunlight was scorching. Lin Xiaofeng blinked and tears couldn't help but flow from his eyes.
"Isn't this the Liu family's old house? Where is this?"
Lin Xiaofeng turned around and saw Song Zhiyi, whose hands were also tied, standing there, looking relaxed and in the mood to talk.
Looking to the right, Liu Qifan snorted coldly, without answering, and just pointed at someone at random, "You guys come with me to send them in, and the rest of you stay and guard them well, don't let even a fly in."
"Yes, young master."
The rest of the people responded and dispersed.
It was not realistic for one person to carry one person, so the tapes wrapped around Lin Xiaofeng and Song Zhiyi's legs and the blindfolds were removed, leaving only the tape around their hands.
Lin Xiaofeng slowed down his pace and looked around.
"Hurry up and don't waste our time." Liu Qifan pushed her without mercy.
Lin Xiaofeng staggered, and due to his unstable center of gravity, he couldn't help but fell forward.
"Are you okay?" Noticing the movement here with his peripheral vision, Song Zhiyi quickly took a step back and caught the person with his back.
"Don't be afraid."
She whispered something to comfort him and walked forward side by side with Lin Xiaofeng.
[It seems... Master, if you can get it...]
This is Song Zhiyi's voice!
Lin Xiaofeng glanced sideways, then quickly lowered his head as if afraid of being discovered, then took a few steps forward and walked side by side with Song Zhiyi.
As an artist of Huaxing, Lin Xiaofeng was once offended by Song Zhiyu's "drunk milk". In fact, he was the first person to hear Song Zhiyu's true feelings in person, and he also heard about the various "metaphysical" events in the circle afterwards.
Although it is not clear why Song Zhiyi's thoughts suddenly became so unclear, it is not difficult to infer from just a few words that Song Zhiyi seemed to have been kidnapped intentionally.
Although I don't know why Song Zhiyi did this, but... I hope she can help.
Lin Xiaofeng silently quickened his pace and passed half of Song Zhiyi's body.
*
In a blink of an eye, several people stopped in front of an antique garden. Liu Qifan stopped and asked Scar to watch Song Zhiyi and the others outside the door while he went in first.
Master Zhao had been hiding here for a long time, and was very cautious. Even though Scar and others had served him for so long, they had never entered Master Zhao's residence.
According to the original plan, Liu Qifan could easily bring Lin Xiaofeng in by himself, but now with the addition of Song Zhiyi, for the sake of safety, one more person should be there to watch over her. Moreover, how to deal with Song Zhiyi still depends on Master Zhao's decision.
While thinking, Liu Qifan had already reached the door of the main hall. It was at this time that he discovered that there was a faint fishy smell in the air. It seemed to be the smell of blood.
Liu Qifan's face turned pale, he slowed down his breathing, and closed the door with his fingers.
"...Master Zhao, it's me."
Wow——
The door was wide open, and a haggard old hand was loosely holding the door, as if it had no strength left.
"Where's the person? Didn't you bring him back?!"
As he spoke, Master Zhao's face was completely exposed to the sunlight. Half of his skin was as old as a dead tree, and the other half was as tender as a child's. The midline was covered with intricate and crisscrossed lines that looked like blood vessels, which was a terrifying sight.
Liu Qifan suddenly felt a chill, sniffing the thicker smell of blood in the air, and felt his stomach twitching and almost vomiting. He didn't dare to show it, and quickly replied with his lowered head, "I brought it! It's outside, and Song Zhiyi brought it back for you!"
No one noticed that while Liu Qifan was speaking, Master Zhao was holding an empty pen in his hand behind his back. The pen was shining with golden light and seemed to be hesitating. Until he heard Song Zhiyi's name, the light was completely extinguished.
"Song Zhiyi?"
"Yes," Liu Qifan opened his eyes, "She happened to be with Lin Xiaofeng, and I, I... Scar took the initiative and grabbed her here, what do you think we should do?"
"You're taking the initiative?" Master Zhao suddenly laughed, his face becoming more and more weird. "No, no, no, you did a great job, a great job!"
Master Zhao took a step back and returned to the darkness.
"Bring her here, as soon as possible."
“…”
“…”
At this time, outside the garden.
The scarred man was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, his waist bulging, obviously hiding someone; Song Zhiyi put his hands behind his back and looked at the white walls and green tiles in front of him; Lin Xiaofeng was between them, staring at the scarred man vigilantly for a while, then turned sideways and quietly backed away, groping with his hands tied behind his back, trying to tear off the tape wrapped around Song Zhiyi's wrists.
"Don't waste your time."
The scarred man lazily opened his eyelids and did not stop them, with a mocking look in his eyes, "Do you think you can still run away?"
"You!" Lin Xiaofeng was furious. "This is a society ruled by law. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you, the Liu family, have some dirty money!"
"Rule of law?" The scarred man bowed to the wall from a distance. His modern attire and retro movements looked a bit out of place. "We brothers have followed Master Zhao for so many years. The thing we fear least is something called rule of law."
"It turns out that the mysterious master's surname is Zhao."
Lin Xiaofeng wanted to say something, but when he heard Song Zhiyi speak, he shut up silently.
Song Zhiyi stared at the scar on the man's face and said, "If I remember correctly, when you kidnapped me more than ten years ago, you didn't seem to have this scar on your face?"
The location of this scar is extremely dangerous. If it was an inch off, the man's eyes would be lost.
"If it weren't for you, how could I have this scar?" A trace of hatred flashed in the scarred man's eyes.
Song Zhiyi frowned slightly, wondering why Scar wasn't surprised that she recognized him? Was it because he didn't know about it, or was it because the person who affected her memory wasn't Master Zhao?
...Forget it. There's no point in thinking too much. After today, everything will be revealed.
The two of them stopped talking. Lin Xiaofeng looked around and his mouth opened unconsciously.
It seems that Song Zhiyi had a grudge with this scarred man a long time ago? Then why did Song Zhiyi dare to come here, when she could obviously run away.
[…It should be here soon.]
The voice in his heart rose again, and Lin Xiaofeng subconsciously looked at Song Zhiyi, then followed her gaze and looked up at the sky.
Heaven, what is there in heaven?
Lin Xiaofeng blinked, and a black silhouette passed through his eyes.
Unable to figure it out, Lin Xiaofeng took two steps forward and continued to use the few fingers that he had struggled to free himself to blindly tear off the tape around Song Zhiyi's wrist.
*
In the dim room, there was a rhythmic sound of footsteps.
Master Zhao sat on the armchair, humming a weird tune, tapping the ground with his toes and clap- ing the beat slowly.
Next to him stood a modern wheelchair, reflecting a faint metallic light. Liu Shunan still had his head lowered, looking as if he was asleep.
"Brother..."
Master Zhao sighed, stopped on his tiptoes, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
He and Liu Shunan met when they were both in humble circumstances. One of them was engaged in business, and the other was an esotericist. They were not only close friends, but also business partners. It could even be said that Master Zhao had contributed to the Liu family's current success. If they could continue to run the business well, they might both be able to make further progress.
However, things in the business world change rapidly, and no matter how unyielding Liu Shunan was, he slowly grew old. When he looked back, he found that among his dozen children and grandchildren, he could not pick out any who were capable of making great contributions. The only two who seemed to have business talent were the two children left to him by his last wife, who were not yet adults at the time.
These two children were smart but stubborn and not very likable. Liu Shunan had never looked down upon them, so he went to find Master Zhao to ask for some advice.
Thinking of this, Master Zhao looked at Liu Shunan who was unconscious in the wheelchair, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
Having been a businessman for a long time, Liu Shunan naturally believed that money could buy everything in the world, but he did not expect that Master Zhao had long been fed up with being inferior to him.
They obviously worked hard together to achieve this, so why can't he be the one to own the entire Liu family?
So Master Zhao used the excuse that he needed time to plan, but in fact he found an opportunity in secret and played a trick of replacing the prince with a cat. He used his own blood to secretly replace Liu Shunan's infant grandson, Liu Qifan.
For some secret purpose, he even kept the real Liu Qifan by his side and made him a Taoist boy to serve him.
However, this is far from enough. What Master Zhao really wants is to take the big fat piece of meat of the Liu family into his pocket. The most important thing is to clear all obstacles for "Liu Qifan".
So a few years later, Master Zhao used the name of "Disaster Star" to attack Liu Shunan's youngest daughter. However, he didn't expect that the man's luck was too strong. Although he managed to make her die young, the luck around her also backfired on his jade pen, making it less powerful than before.
However, as the saying goes, "Every cloud has a silver lining". After that incident, Master Zhao accidentally discovered a new function of the jade pen - it can disrupt the fate of others to some extent, and the more deeply involved the person is with him, the more likely he will be disrupted.
After discovering this, Master Zhao immediately teamed up with Liu Shunan, concealed part of the facts, and obtained a large number of "test subjects" on the grounds of changing the Liu family's fortune. He also successfully researched a method of "borrowing fortune", among which those with blood ties were given priority.
At this point, most of the test subjects had been tortured to death, so Master Zhao turned his attention to Song Zhiyi and her brother.
The Song family of four not only has three descendants of Liu Shunan, but also all of them are blessed with good fortune. The man is innocent, but guilty of possessing the treasure. This also became the reason why Song Zhiyi was targeted.
But what Master Zhao never expected was that the people he sent out were just a five or six-year-old girl and she ran away!
He could have just run away, and it was not impossible for him to attack again, but something went wrong and Song Zhiyi's life was saved by someone.
Master Zhao was also familiar with that aura. She belonged to his biological sister, who was born of the same mother.
The two went their separate ways when they were young because of their different aspirations and had not been in touch for many years. Master Zhao could never have imagined that the person who frustrated him for the first time would be his own sister.
At this point, Master Zhao certainly didn't care about blood ties, but the paper his sister obtained and his pen came from the same source, and there was a subtle connection between the two. Master Zhao didn't dare to act rashly and could only grit his teeth and give up the idea of taking action against Song Zhiyi.
Until seven years ago, Liu Shunan fell seriously ill.
Liu Qifan is still far from being able to take over the Liu family. If Liu Shunan dies, all the plans will be in vain. Master Zhao feels that the opportunity has come, and persuades Liu Shunan to call the Song siblings. However, he did not expect that Jingchen and Song Junzhi noticed something was wrong and sent the two children directly to the army.
Liu Shunan's illness could not wait, so Master Zhao had no choice but to randomly find a few distant relatives of the Liu family and design them to die prematurely in accidents, so as to transfer their good fortune to Liu Shunan, in exchange for his seven years of extended life.
Then, last year, one day, Master Zhao suddenly discovered that the connection on the jade pen was broken, which indicated the death of his sister, and also meant that he no longer had any concerns.
At this point, the fortune of the Liu family was like the setting sun in the west, looking glorious, but also about to end. At Liu Shunan's request, Master Zhao read a fortune for the Liu family, and the fortune showed that the variable was a person who seemed to have nothing to do with the Liu family -
The Miss Zhi who appeared out of nowhere in Yaskawa City.
This person's fate is extremely unpredictable, even he is confused about it. The only thing he can see is that if "Miss Zhi" is willing to help the Liu family, then the Liu family's business will not only return to its peak, but may even be able to reach a higher level.
Master Zhao didn't care much about what Liu Shunan did after learning the result. He just asked Liu Shunan for more people, then secluded himself for half a year and wove a perfect destiny line for Liu Qifan.
As long as things develop according to the pattern he has set, then whether it is Lin Xiaofeng or Song Zhiyu, their luck will become the best fuel for Liu Qifan.
——Then he took his place.
But Master Zhao didn't expect that more than ten years ago, he suffered his first setback because of Song Zhiyi, and more than ten years later, his plan was ruined by her again.
I have never seen such a sister who follows her brother wherever he goes! Otherwise, Song Zhiyu should have acted according to the ending he had written long ago.
But it doesn't matter now.
Hearing several footsteps coming from outside the door, Master Zhao slowly stood up.
She delivered it herself.
————
The four of them stopped outside the main hall. Liu Qifan gave the scarred man a look, signaling him to stop, and then said loudly, "Master Zhao, the person is here."
"Come in."
"Let's go." After getting the answer, Liu Qifan grabbed Song Zhiyi and Lin Xiaofeng's arms, kicked the crack in the door open with his toes, and pulled Song Zhiyi and Lin Xiaofeng in one by one.
As soon as he entered the door, there was only darkness in his sight. Lin Xiaofeng subconsciously slowed down his breathing and listened to all the sounds ringing in his ears: the sound of the wind, footsteps, breathing, and...Song Zhiyi's inner voice.
[Ah, this master is so ugly. Can't he see that his body can no longer bear the karma? He is still making trouble.]
Master? What master?
Lin Xiaofeng didn't know what he stepped on, his foot tripped, and his body suddenly lost balance and fell to one side.
Liu Qifan subconsciously loosened his hand and stopped walking. After two seconds, seeing that Lin Xiaofeng had tried several times but failed to stand up, he let out a light click, let go of Song Zhiyi, and walked over impatiently.
No one knew what kind of arrangement Master Zhao had made in this room. Ordinary people would be covered in darkness before their eyes were opened. Otherwise, Liu Qifan would not have brought Song Zhiyi and the others in. It was also for this reason that Liu Qifan, although he knew that Song Zhiyi had some skills, did not think that she could cause any trouble.
"Get up."
Someone grabbed his arm and pulled him up. Lin Xiaofeng endured the excruciating pain in his ankle and used the force to stand up, his eyes slightly widened.
After being in there for so long, everything in front of her was dark. She thought there was no light in the room, but Song Zhiyi could describe the appearance of "Master Zhao". Could it be that she could see him?
Is Song Zhiyi's night vision so good? And Liu Qifan is the same. Lin Xiaofeng bit his lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed.
She originally thought she could help Song Zhiyi, but now she has become blind.
Sizzle——
The sound of the tape being torn apart was particularly loud in the silence. Lin Xiaofeng was startled and his thoughts were interrupted. He only heard a familiar voice coming from the side.
"He's just playing tricks on me," Song Zhiyi said calmly, with his hands tucked behind his back, grabbing a corner of the tape that Lin Xiaofeng had loosened earlier and slowly tearing it apart. "I thought he was some powerful figure, but he turned out to be just an ugly old man."
"Shut up!" The smile on Master Zhao's face froze almost immediately, and he shouted coldly, "You little girl, what do you know!"
"The little girl doesn't understand anything, but she still has basic sense of aesthetics." Song Zhiyi finally freed his wrist, and Liu Qifan finally reacted and strode over.
Song Zhiyi crouched down and swept his right leg across, whipping Liu Qifan's leg like a steel whip. He then turned around and came to Lin Xiaofeng's side, picked up the stick that caused Lin Xiaofeng to fall, and put it under his armpit, and quickly tore off the tape on Lin Xiaofeng's wrist.
This series of changes happened too quickly. Master Zhao, who was sitting comfortably on the armchair, suddenly turned pale and shouted angrily, "Qi Fan, hurry up and catch them for me!"
"...Yes." Liu Qifan endured the pain from his calf and stood up shakily.
After looking at Liu Qifan who had been moving for a long time and hadn't even stepped half a meter away, Song Zhiyi raised her eyebrows slightly. Even in this situation, he still didn't call Scar outside. Couldn't he see that Liu Qifan was just a fool?
It's unlikely. Song Zhiyi quickly ruled out this answer, so there was only one reasonable explanation left -
Master Zhao was too ashamed to let outsiders see him in this half-human, half-ghost appearance.
This is good news. Song Zhiyi peeled off the last bandage on Lin Xiaofeng's wrist, looked at Master Zhao and said firmly, "You must be very afraid of death hiding in this deep forest."
"You!" Master Zhao's face became even darker as his sore spot was touched.
Song Zhiyi didn't wait for him to say anything and continued, "There are cameras everywhere now. Liu Qifan kidnapped us in the city center. It won't be long before someone finds out we're missing. You should know that my parents have some personal connections in the military. If things get out of hand, even the Liu family will have a hard time protecting you, not to mention that Liu Shunan is still like this now."
In a corner of the room, Liu Shunan sat in a wheelchair with his head down and fell asleep. Even such a big noise could not wake him up, just like her and the Golden Globe Project -
After destroying Miao Henliu's cat's eye stone pendant and the contents of the emerald necklace that Liu Shunan gave to Song Zhiyu a long time ago, both of them suffered backlash to varying degrees.
Song Zhiyi touched the clothes on his abdomen without leaving a trace. There was a hardcover notebook placed neatly there. As long as he could get Master Zhao's pen, the golden ball would use the character card book as a medium to immediately retrieve the character card book and the pen. By then, the disturbed fate line would also return to the right track to a certain extent, and Master Zhao would definitely not be able to stir up trouble.
Calculating the time, Yu An would soon be bringing people here. As long as she could get the pen, the rest of the people wouldn't have to worry about it...
Song Zhiyi's eyes darkened slightly, and after a brief pause, he continued, "I don't know how much the Liu family paid you to work so hard for them. How about this, you name a number and send us away."
"Money? Naive." Master Zhao sneered disdainfully.
With the jade pen as a powerful weapon in hand, as long as there is enough fuel, there is nothing in this world that he cannot change. As long as Song Zhiyi and Lin Xiaofeng die here smoothly and cut off their luck, he is sure to erase their existence directly. By then, naturally no one will track down two "non-existent people".
But there is no need to tell them these things.
"I don't do all this for these cheap things!" Suddenly, something happened. Master Zhao shouted in a low voice, and his hands behind his back moved slightly. A golden light that was invisible to the naked eye was emitted from the jade pen in his hand, like a dot of ink.
Of course Song Zhiyi knew that Master Zhao was not after the money, and he said these words only to delay time. Since Master Zhao was so uncooperative, he had no choice but to rob him.
Song Zhiyi tightly grasped the crutch he picked up from the ground and raised his foot to rush over.
The next second, she found her body frozen in place uncontrollably.
The golden ink dots were reflected in his pupils, as if he was trapped by an invisible net, unable to move. At the same time, the character card book in his arms began to heat up slowly.
Please, Song Zhiyi moved her little finger with difficulty. As the temperature of the character card book rose, her control over her body was gradually regained, but the ink spot had already approached within half a meter in front of her forehead.
——Please be more aggressive, it’s too late!
…
Master Zhao turned his pen and the smile on his face grew wider.
It was all about time and fate. Originally, he just wanted to get Lin Xiaofeng over here, cut off her luck and give it to himself, so as to offset the inexplicable backlash on his body. But who knew that Song Zhiyi would actually bump into him.
Originally, Song Zhiyi was the sacrifice prepared by Master Zhao for Liu Shunan. The two of them had the same blood, so the effect of borrowing luck would be better. But now, Master Zhao had just cut off the luck of "Zhen Liu Qifan". Although his aura was extremely disordered, his connection with Song Zhiyi became deeper.
——This is the best opportunity.
An emotion called fanaticism gradually rose in Master Zhao's eyes. Although the brightness and speed of the ink dots were gradually decreasing, it was enough. In less than six seconds, Song Zhiyi would be a puppet completely under his control.
Only six seconds, no one could save her.
…
【…Take that pen.】
[I can’t move anymore… Give me some strength! ]
"Hiss——" Lin Xiaofeng endured the excruciating pain from his ankle, blinked hard, and locked onto Song Zhiyi's blurry figure in the darkness.
Although she couldn't understand what was happening, she could feel a very dangerous fishy smell approaching Song Zhiyi.
Without a moment's hesitation, Lin Xiaofeng determined Song Zhiyi's position and pushed hard on the ground with his intact leg, using inertia to push Song Zhiyi away.
Success...?
Lin Xiaofeng's eyebrows felt cold and his expression froze.
"Are you okay?" The temperature of the character card book in his arms was getting higher and higher, and it was burning his skin through his clothes, but Song Zhiyi no longer had the mind to care about it.
The moment she was pushed away by Lin Xiaofeng, Song Zhiyi clearly saw the drop of golden ink pass through her side and then seep into Lin Xiaofeng's forehead.
——Can’t be wiped off.
Seeing Lin Xiaofeng's eyes clearly losing focus, Song Zhiyi couldn't help but tremble her eyelids and closed her eyes tightly. Calm, calm, no matter what he did, as long as he got the pen, there would still be room for maneuver. This was what the golden ball promised her, calm...
After taking a deep breath, Song Zhiyi opened her eyes again, her eyes were as calm as water. In her panic, Lin Xiaofeng's forehead was rubbed red by her. Song Zhiyi took her hand away, carefully supported her, and looked at Master Zhao who was sitting on the armchair.
"What did you do to her?"
"Nothing to tell you," Master Zhao said calmly, "but this is the first time I've seen someone volunteer to die. Considering your deep sisterly love, I can give you a quick death... Start!"
Master Zhao roared, veins popping out on his forehead. Song Zhiyi subconsciously bent down and picked up the stick on the ground, subconsciously taking a defensive posture.
One second, two seconds... ten seconds, nothing happened.
The wind blew in from the gap, blowing up a strand of hair on the temple. Song Zhiyi raised the back of his hand to rub his face, then looked at Master Zhao, his eyes were a little indescribable.
"You were so emotional, I almost got fooled." Song Zhiyi muttered, carefully helping Lin Xiaofeng to sit on the ground. She was frightened by that move just now, and she almost thought that Master Zhao was going to do more.
"……rise!"
Master Zhao roared again, his eyes red. Song Zhiyi clicked his tongue, threw his cane into the air with his right hand, and exchanged glances with Master Zhao, seemingly sizing up something.
Liu Qifan quietly swallowed his saliva, took small steps while the two were not paying attention, and was about to touch the door. Master Zhao was not in a good state, and today's plan was obviously a little off. If the two continued to fight, he might be in trouble.
As the blood of Master Zhao, Liu Qifan inherited the fear of death 100% from him, let alone other things.
Master Zhao did not notice Liu Qifan's actions. At this moment, all his attention was on the drop of golden ink, or rather, on Lin Xiaofeng.
No one knew that Master Zhao was responsible for Lin Xiaofeng's mother's illness, just to make Lin Xiaofeng more closely connected with him. Lin Xiaofeng's mother was cured by someone else's meddling, and the relationship between Lin Xiaofeng and Liu Qifan did not develop as he expected, but the seeds had been planted, and there should not be no response like now.
Master Zhao frowned and tried to wake Lin Xiaofeng again, but the drop of ink was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no reaction at all. If it weren't for the obvious abnormality of Lin Xiaofeng's condition at this time, he would have suspected that the full-strength attack just now had missed.
On the other side, noticing Liu Qifan's little movement, Song Zhiyi no longer hesitated, tightly grasped the stick that she used as a weapon, and rushed towards Master Zhao in one step.
The guy guarding outside is likely to be carrying a gun. Before Liu Qifan calls people over, she has to get rid of Master Zhao first.
The main hall was empty. Song Zhiyi rushed to Master Zhao in a flash, holding the stick in his right hand and swinging it hard.
Bang--
Crunch——
Two voices rang out at the same time, and the sound of the door closing was easily covered by the former.
The stick made a vibration when it touched the metal surface. Song Zhiyi calmly changed hands to hold the stick, put his right hand behind his back and made several grasping movements to relieve the numbness and pain from the base of his palm.
At the critical moment, Master Zhao actually pushed Liu Qifan over! The force of the stick was not small, and it was originally aimed at Master Zhao's arm. If she didn't adjust the direction immediately, she was afraid that Liu Qifan's head would fall off.
"Fortunately, he's not dead." The man in the wheelchair hunched his back and lowered his head. Song Zhiyi was a little worried and checked his breath.
After a few words, Master Zhao had already fled to the other end of the room and looked at Song Zhiyi cautiously: "Can you see?"
"What else?" Song Zhiyi pointed at Liu Shunan, "You're such a grown man, do you think I'm blind?"
She could actually see, she could actually see. Master Zhao's face was horribly sinister. This shouldn't be the case. Here was the first rule he had written with a jade pen. Anyone who came in here would be deprived of the most important of the five senses - vision. Only those who had been enlightened by him could see normally.
This rule was an insurance policy that Master Zhao set for himself. He conducted countless experiments and paid a huge price to make it barely effective. But why didn't it work for Song Zhiyi?
...No time to think about it.
Seeing Song Zhiyi rushing towards him again with a stick in hand, Master Zhao's pupils shrank and he stepped back in shock, but at this moment, his back touched a warm body.
"Qi... Lin Xiaofeng?" Master Zhao subconsciously dodged, but saw that Lin Xiaofeng did not catch up, but stood there blankly. Realizing something, Master Zhao grasped the jade pen and swung it vigorously, "Go, catch her for me!"
After he finished speaking, Lin Xiaofeng silently walked around him and moved stiffly towards Song Zhiyi.
It's done! Master Zhao was delighted. Lin Xiaofeng was now a walking corpse, and he could control her completely. Although Song Zhiyi had some martial arts skills, she was too soft-hearted. With Lin Xiaofeng as a human shield, she would be at a loss. She might be able to defeat her by then.
One step, two steps, three steps... Lin Xiaofeng walked forward stiffly, his eyes filled with fear.
Song Zhiyi's face was tense. She was very familiar with this look. Her unlucky brother had a similar look when she rescued him from his first "illness".
So if she gets closer, will Lin Xiaofeng escape control like Song Zhiyu?
One step, two steps...
Because of that drop of golden ink, Lin Xiaofeng was finally able to see normally, but he was also trapped in this shell, as if he was controlled by invisible threads and could not move.
She wanted to tell Song Zhiyi to run away, but she couldn't even utter a word. She could only watch Song Zhiyi's figure getting closer and closer. When she reached a certain distance, Lin Xiaofeng stopped.
——
Outside the door, Scar looked up at the sky in boredom.
Although the door and walls behind him were made of wood, the sound insulation effect was surprisingly good. It was a pity that he couldn't hear Song Zhiyi's screams before he died.
Scar licked the roots of his teeth, and a vicious smile appeared on his face, which was contrary to his honest features.
Crunch——
The door behind him rang softly. Scar calmed down and said with his head down, "Young Master."
"You go in..." Halfway through his words, Liu Qifan suddenly realized that Master Zhao definitely didn't have time to give Scar the finishing touch, so he changed the subject and said, "Give me your gun!"
"Yes, but," Scar reached for his waist, "Do you want a gun?"
"Don't ask so many questions!" Liu Qifan snatched the pistol and shuddered when he looked at the black muzzle.
The situation in the house was not good. The nervous old man might really fall down when Song Zhiyi was injured. If the old man failed, even if he could lead people to kill Song Zhiyi, he would not be able to cover up everything. By then, he, the mastermind of the kidnapping, might even be put in jail!
For everything he has in his hands, Song Zhiyi must die.
Liu Qifan pulled the trigger with one hand and pushed open the door again.
Bang--
In the room, Song Zhiyi caught the thing thrown by Lin Xiaofeng, but before she could put it in her arms, she heard a deafening noise.
She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a bullet burst through the air and shot towards her.
Right in the heart.
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