Chapter 487 A Massive Slaughter (Two Updates)
The young man was carrying a person in his fair and slender right hand. It was another black-clad expert who had just been captured and taken into the wine cellar. He was already lifeless and was casually tossed into the snow in the courtyard by the young man like a sack.
The boy's throw wasn't very powerful, but it gave everyone a sense of unrestrained, disrespectful, arrogant, and domineering aura.
No one knew how the boy did it. Just now, their attention was focused on the first black-clad expert, watching him crush Gu Chengfeng's head. It was a bloody, violent, yet exhilarating scene.
When the second expert in black went to the wine cellar to look for someone, everyone only heard a scream. They didn't even think that the scream came from their own expert. They assumed that their expert had quickly entered the room and caught the assassin's accomplice, and that the scream was made by the assassin's accomplice.
Now, one of their own two experts was impaled by a spear and pinned to the wall, while the other was crushed to death by the boy and thrown to the ground.
This scene was both shocking and bizarre.
Everyone's voices were stuck in their throats, and even their breathing unconsciously stopped.
Only Gu Chengfeng lay in a pool of blood, where the snow and blood mingled, his body suddenly relaxed.
Has this girl finally finished her surgery?
He thought he wouldn't be able to wait any longer.
It's good that you're out... It's good that you're out...
Gu Chengfeng coughed up blood, but his body trembled as he laughed with relief.
The three black-clad experts were almost all killed in an instant. The third black-clad expert was the first to recover from his daze. He drew the soft sword from his waist and attacked Gu Jiao with murderous intent.
He didn't even need to make a move when dealing with Gu Chengfeng, because there was no need to. But this young man killed two of his companions as soon as he appeared.
Despite his reluctance, he had to admit that this young man, who was much younger than everyone else present, gave him a strong sense of crisis.
He even resorted to using weapons.
Gu Jiao remained calm and composed, not reacting immediately when he attacked her. Instead, just as his soft sword was about to slash at her neck, she flicked her left hand and shot out a long, hooked thread that wrapped around his sword.
Then, with a strong pull, she used the force to throw herself out, soaring into the air as if she had gained superhuman agility, weaving through the flying snow, stepping onto the opposite wall, and pulling out the red-tasseled spear with her bare hands.
With a swift turn, she flipped the red-tasseled spear in her palm, aimed the tip at the last black-clad expert, and shot it without mercy!
There are no fancy moves, and it's impossible to tell which school of kung fu it belongs to, but killing someone happens in an instant.
Perhaps when the old Marquis was teaching her marksmanship, he never expected that she could turn each move into such a deadly strike.
The third black-clad expert didn't even have time to retaliate before his body stiffened and he fell to his knees with a thud.
As the snow fell heavily, his head bowed, and he fell silent.
Gu Jiao drew her spear, and he fell to the ground in response.
Chief Guard Liu and all the soldiers involuntarily took a large step back.
This boy is terrifying!
It wouldn't be entirely accurate to say that his martial arts skills were exceptionally high, but his killing intent was something even assassins could hardly match.
The tough fear the ruthless, and the ruthless fear the reckless—and this young man was precisely the reckless one!
Gu Jiao was still wearing that flamboyant peacock feather mask, which, combined with her murderous aura, gave off an eerie and captivating feeling.
For a moment, no one dared to step forward and grab her!
Gu Jiao approached Gu Chengfeng, holding her red-tasseled spear, and looked down at him: "Can you still walk?"
Gu Chengfeng casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gasped, "...Yes."
"Hmm." Gu Jiao nodded and reached out her hand to him.
Gu Chengfeng suddenly: "..."
Wait, if I can't walk anymore, are you planning to leave me here?
Gu Chengfeng pulled Gu Jiao's hand and stood up from the snow.
The head guard, Liu, and the others stared at Gu Jiao with predatory eyes, but dared not actually arrest her. Instead, wherever Gu Jiao went, the soldiers would take a few steps back in fear.
This truly terrified Gu Jiao.
It wasn't until Gu Jiao returned to the wine cellar and carried the old Marquis, who had fallen into a coma again, out that Chief Guard Liu finally came to his senses.
Fighting Gu Jiao is suicide, but letting Gu Jiao go will also lead to death if you are held accountable!
Captain Liu gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and brandished his sword, saying, "Are they all cowards? Have they been scared out of their wits by some greenhorn? If we let them escape today, and the magistrates investigate, none of us will survive! Two of the three are already injured! That kid is carrying another one on his back, so he can't deal with us! Attack together! Cut them down!"
"Attack together! Chop them down!"
Some soldiers echoed this enthusiastically.
Captain Liu charged out first, and the other soldiers were also aroused by the sight, mainly because they saw that Gu Jiao had a wound on her back and really thought she was helpless.
Little did they know that Gu Jiao had tightly bound the old Marquis to her back with strips of cloth. She freed up both hands, one hand gripping the spear, and the other tossing the small basket to Gu Chengfeng.
Immediately afterwards, she swung her hand back and threw out a black fire bead, blasting a bloody path through it!
The huge commotion shocked the entire prefect's mansion, and even the Chen soldiers stationed outside the mansion were startled by the series of loud noises. However, Gu Jiao and Gu Chengfeng acted extremely quickly. By the time a large number of troops arrived to surround and annihilate them, they had already climbed over the wall of the prefect's mansion and boarded the horses that had been hidden nearby earlier.
There were two horses in total. Gu Jiao rode one horse with the old Marquis, while Gu Chengfeng rode the other horse alone.
The three quickly disappeared into the streets of Lingguan City.
"grown ups!"
Near the wine cellar, Liu, the head guard who had been severely injured in the explosion, knelt down and bowed to a man wearing a silver fox fur cloak.
The man was in his thirties, with a robust and tall build, stern features, deep-set eyes, and an air of nobility in every gesture.
He didn't appear angry, but everyone who was alive felt as if their throats were being choked, and they were about to suffocate.
The man ignored the kneeling Captain Liu and the other soldiers who had been blown up. He simply went to a pile of black fire pearl debris, squatted down, and touched the debris with his long fingers. A hint of coldness and doubt flashed between his brows.
"A person from the State of Yan?"
He murmured to himself.
Captain Liu didn't hear what he said clearly, not because his voice was too soft, but because Captain Liu's ears were dazed from the explosion. He asked, "Sir, should we give chase?"
"Pursue them," the man in the silver fox cloak said calmly. "Take them alive."
"Ah..." That kid is so powerful, killing him is already difficult enough, to want to capture him alive is a bit too much—
Chief Guard Liu thought it was making things too difficult for the soldiers, but he also understood that this official never took back what he said.
They either obey or die.
The cold wind howled, and the snow fell heavily.
Gu Jiao and Gu Chengfeng braved the swirling snow and ran endlessly through the night. Their hands and feet were completely frozen, and their bodies gradually lost sensation.
On Gu Jiao's long eyelashes, ice and snow had frozen into frost.
However, thanks to the heavy snow, their whereabouts were concealed.
Gu Chengfeng really wanted to ask Gu Jiao where she was going, but his mouth was numb from the cold and he couldn't speak at all.
Just when the three of them were almost frozen solid, Gu Jiao finally stopped the horse.
The moment she gripped the reins and pulled upwards, Gu Jiao's hand felt as if it were broken from the pain.
"Arrogant... arrogant?" Gu Chengfeng blurted out as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Hmm." Gu Jiao responded. She was no better off than Gu Chengfeng, and she could hardly speak either. She slowly loosened her stiff hand, but the reins were already frozen in her palm.
The red-tasseled spear wasn't frozen to her hand, but she had been holding it for so long that it was difficult to open her stiff fingers for a while.
It took both of them a great deal of effort to get off the horse.
The horse was exhausted and was panting heavily.
"Where is this?" Gu Chengfeng asked, his face pale.
"I don't know." Gu Jiao was not familiar with the terrain of the border region; she was simply relying on her intuition to avoid the pursuers of the remnants of the previous dynasty.
"Let's keep moving forward and see."
She said.
She raised her hand, which had regained some feeling, and grabbed the horse's reins, while her other hand gripped her red-tasseled spear.
Gu Chengfeng remembered that she originally carried the red-tasseled spear on her back, but now that she was carrying her grandfather, she could only hold the red-tasseled spear in her hand.
“Give it to me,” he said, holding out his hand.
“You can’t lift it,” Gu Jiao said.
"How could I not be able to lift it? I'm a man!" Feeling slighted, Gu Chengfeng reached out to take Gu Jiao's red-tasseled spear.
Gu Jiao glanced at him indifferently and let go.
"Hold!"
Gu Chengfeng knelt down with a thud and couldn't help but swear.
What kind of red-tasseled spear is this?!
Why is it so heavy!
Also, I was so focused on escaping that I didn't look closely, but now that I've taken a closer look, I was almost shocked to the point of my heart stopping!
How could there be such an ugly red-tasseled spear in the world!
Are those big red flowers on the gun for real? And who braided that red tassel into a pigtail?!
Gu Chengfeng was almost brought to tears by how ugly it was!
Taking this red-tasseled spear to the battlefield, it's so ugly it'll scare a bunch of enemies to death!
Fortunately, she had wrapped the red-tasseled spear in cloth the whole way, otherwise Gu Chengfeng seriously suspected that he might have been blinded by the ugliness halfway there.
“I told you you can’t lift it.” Gu Jiao ignored the disdain and shock in Gu Chengfeng’s eyes, grabbed the red-tasseled spear, and led the horse forward.
"I can't lift it because I'm injured," Gu Chengfeng decided to salvage his manly pride. "Otherwise, wait until I'm fully healed and see if I can lift it again!"
Gu Jiao didn't turn around, but waved her hand and said, "You should recover first."
Gu Chengfeng, his face dark, led his horse and followed.
The two seemed to have entered a deep mountain forest, but they quickly emerged from the forest.
“There’s a family living over there,” Gu Chengfeng said.
"Hmm." Gu Jiao nodded. She had also seen it. It didn't look like an ordinary villager's house at the edge of the woods, but rather like the home of a hunter who guarded the forest.
The two men led their horses over.
Despite his injuries, Gu Chengfeng still pulled Gu Jiao behind him and reached out to knock on the door.
Gu Jiao said, "No need to knock, there's no one here."
Gu Chengfeng frowned strangely: "You noticed it again?"
Does this girl have dog ears?
Gu Jiao pushed open the door and went inside. It was a small wooden house with two rooms, the main room connected to the bedroom, and there was a simple stove and cooking utensils in the corner of the main room.
There was a little bit of leftover food frozen into a clump in the pot.
In this climate, frozen leftovers won't spoil for a month or two, so Gu Jiao had a hard time figuring out how many days ago the leftovers had been kept.
However, judging from the dust on the stove and bed, someone had lived in the house within the last three days.
It's unclear whether the owner of the house was out or captured by the Chen army and remnants of the previous dynasty and forced into military service.
Gu Jiao said to Gu Chengfeng, "Let's stay here for the night."
Gu Chengfeng looked around and sighed, "That's all we can do."
It's too cold at the border; the three of them will surely freeze to death outside.
The two beds were placed at right angles, one against the inner wall and the other against the side wall. Gu Jiao placed the old Marquis on the bed against the inner wall.
She then pointed to another bed and said to Gu Chengfeng, "Lie down."
"What are you doing?" Gu Chengfeng asked.
Gu Jiao took the small basket off his back and said, "You're injured."
"Oh." Gu Chengfeng said "oh" and obediently lay down on the other bed. It wasn't that he didn't want to squeeze in with his grandfather, but the beds here were all bamboo beds, and it was difficult for one person to even turn over.
It was too cold inside, so Gu Jiao first went to fetch a bundle of firewood and then took a charcoal brazier.
After the fire was lit, the two of them felt much warmer.
Gu Jiao began to examine Gu Chengfeng's injuries.
To be honest, Gu Chengfeng was seriously injured. If it were anyone else, they would probably have died long ago, but he was still able to jump around.
No wonder he's a master at taking a beating.
Gu Jiao used iodine to clean the wound on Gu Chengfeng's shoulder.
Gu Chengfeng suddenly spoke up: "Hey, what happened to you just now?"
"What? What happened?" Gu Jiao asked.
“It’s you…” Gu Chengfeng thought for a moment, unsure of where to begin. Should he ask where she got her killer moves, or where she got her healing skills?
He kills like a demon, yet when saving lives he seems to appear as a Buddha.
It's truly contradictory and bizarre.
Gu Chengfeng's gaze fell on her earnest little face. He opened his mouth and asked, "What did you do before? I mean, before you came here pretending to be Gu Jiaoniang?"
"Hmm..." She has a lot of work to do.
"Is he an assassin?" Gu Chengfeng asked.
Could it be a doctor?
Gu Chengfeng thought to himself.
"More or less," Gu Jiao said casually.
“What do you mean by ‘almost’? It’s either yes or no.” Gu Chengfeng muttered, then suddenly seemed to remember something and fell silent for a moment. “Back at the Prefect’s residence, I thought you… had lost control.”
The moment Gu Jiao stepped out of the wine cellar, her murderous aura was so powerful that even now, thinking back on it, he still felt his heart pound.
“I didn’t lose control,” Gu Jiao said.
She doesn't always lose control, otherwise she wouldn't be alive now. She doesn't actually know what she's like when she loses control, but Princess Xinyang said that her murderous aura is stronger than that of a death squad, so she should be able to kill people when she loses control.
If she hasn't stopped losing control after killing everyone, she might kill herself.
In her past life, only her godfather knew how to calm her down. It was her godfather who personally handed her the scalpel, teaching her to resist the allure of blood.
She has made great progress.
After arriving in this other world, she lost control twice. The first time was when her great-aunt was injured, but her great-aunt comforted her in time, preventing her from completely losing control.
The second time was when Liu Yisheng lost a finger. She didn't remember the specifics of that incident, but she guessed that Long Yi had subdued her.
Now that her aunt and Long Yi are both gone, she won't easily let herself lose control.
"Why are you suddenly looking at me like that?" Gu Chengfeng's brow twitched at the little look Gu Jiao gave him.
Gu Jiao thought to herself, "Otherwise, you'll be dead."
Gu Chengfeng had five stitches in his right arm and three stitches in his forehead.
"Won't it leave a scar?" Gu Chengfeng asked, touching the gauze on his forehead with a bitter expression.
Gu Jiao asked curiously, "You're worried about scarring?"
Gu Chengfeng said with a hint of resentment, "After all, I'm so good-looking, it would be a pity to have a scar."
Gu Jiao: "..."
Gu Jiao opened the small medicine box and began to carefully search inside.
Gu Chengfeng asked, puzzled, "What are you looking for?"
"Eye drops," Gu Jiao said. "I suspect you're blind."
Gu Chengfeng, who was clearly a handsome man: "..."
After Gu Jiao treated all of Gu Chengfeng's injuries, Gu Chengfeng was bound with gauze like a half-mummy, especially his face, which was covered up so that only his eyes were visible.
His eyes darted around, his expression somewhat complicated.
Am I really that badly injured? I seriously suspect you're deliberately trying to hide my beauty!
The fire was almost out, so Gu Jiao went to the main room and brought back a bundle of firewood.
Gu Chengfeng watched her busy little figure and said, "You should take a break. I'll keep watch tonight."
“We’ll take turns keeping watch. You’ll sleep for half the night, and I’ll need to change some of the dressings.” Gu Jiao said, turning to check the splints on the old Marquis’s limbs. Time and conditions were limited at the Prefect’s mansion, so only simple immobilization was done. Now it needs to be redone.
His wounds also need to be examined carefully.
"Is my grandfather alright?" Gu Chengfeng asked the old Marquis.
Gu Jiao performed shock absorption and fixation on the old Marquis's waist and abdomen. The wound was in good condition, and his blood pressure was gradually returning to normal. However, he had a slight fever, so we had to be careful to prevent postoperative infection.
"It's alright for now," Gu Jiao said. "Go to sleep, I'll wake you up in a bit."
Gu Chengfeng thought for a moment and then agreed. He instructed, "Remember to call me."
"Mm." Gu Jiao nodded.
Gu Chengfeng pulled the quilt over himself, but he did not fall asleep.
In the flickering firelight, he stared intently at Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao had just finished immobilizing the old Marquis's left arm when she turned to look at him and asked, "Is there anything else?"
He lay on the bed, and from this angle, she still looked petite, but her shadow was cast tall by the firelight on the wall.
Gu Chengfeng opened his mouth and asked, "Do you... still have family? Your family back home?"
Gu Jiao was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know."
She has blood ties, but she doesn't have emotional ties.
They don't want her.
I don't want her as my daughter, nor as my sister.
She doesn't want them either.
How could someone not even know if they have any family? Are they an orphan?
Gu Chengfeng felt that this was very likely, so he didn't ask any further questions. He cleared his throat and said, "Then why don't you go back? It's fine here."
Gu Jiao thought to herself, "I don't want to go back, and besides, I can't go back anyway."
"Well, umm... that's fine too," Gu Chengfeng mumbled.
"What did you say?" Gu Jiao didn't hear the middle few words clearly.
"It's nothing!" Gu Chengfeng simply pulled the blanket over his head.
Silly little sister!
Gu Chengfeng fell asleep soon after covering himself with the blanket.
Gu Jiao gave Gu Chengfeng an IV drip and then treated all the splints on the old Marquis.
Outside, large, fluffy snowflakes fell softly, and the howling wind had dissipated at some point, leaving only the colorful snow dancing in the night, in complete silence.
In the middle of the night, Gu Jiao did not wake Gu Chengfeng.
Holding her red-tasseled spear, she stood at the door, quietly keeping watch all night.
Snowflakes were falling all around her, and the person she wanted to protect was behind her.
...
As dawn broke, Gu Chengfeng woke up.
He hadn't had such a good night's sleep in a long time; he felt as if all his energy had been restored.
He opened his eyes and saw the light coming through the window, then suddenly remembered that he was supposed to keep watch in the second half of the night!
Did he oversleep?
Or maybe that girl didn't call him at all!
He looked around and saw that his grandfather was still lying on another bamboo bed, but Gu Jiao was nowhere to be seen.
"Huh? Where's that girl?" Gu Chengfeng threw off the covers and sat up. He was injured after all, and his body was in pain all over. He frowned and moved more gently.
He first glanced at his grandfather, who was still unconscious, but whose breathing sounded a little smoother than the night before.
Both my grandfather and I were injured; I hope nothing bad happens to that girl.
Gu Jiao went to find something to eat. Apart from a pile of leftovers that had been sitting for who knows how many days, there was nothing else to eat in this hunter's house. In addition, the firewood was almost burned out, so she went into the nearby mountains and forests.
She gathered some dry branches but didn't catch any prey.
She planned to carry the dead branches back to the house first, but just as she turned around, a person slowly walked out from the other side of the woods, heading towards the cabin.
Could it be the owner of the cabin?
The man was dressed in animal skins and wore a felt hat. Gu Jiao couldn't see his face clearly, but she could tell that he was tall and strong and walked on the snow that didn't even reach his thighs as if it were flat ground.
He's a master.
Gu Jiao made her own judgment.
Gu Jiao carried the withered branch toward the cabin. The two met unexpectedly halfway there, and it wasn't until they were face to face that Gu Jiao finally saw his face clearly.
He also saw Gu Jiao.
Both of them were startled at the same time.
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