Time is passing, but the expected changes have not happened.
No one broke in, no one interrupted this deadlock. Everything seems to be going in the worst direction.
Nan Yi realized that Xie Queshan was going to die, and what he told Zhang Yue to do when he went back might just be to protect Song Muchuan. He left no escape route for himself.
But she couldn't just watch him die.
Nan Yi had a surprising idea in his mind.
She wanted to kill Usha before Xie Queshan took action. As long as Husha was killed by the assassin in full view of the public, then Xie Queshan and Song Muchuan would be able to pick it off cleanly.
But now she only has the sleeve arrow.
The distance was a bit far, and she wanted to aim at Husha - but the crosshair kept flickering. Coupled with nervousness and eagerness, her hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.
She wasn't sure she could kill him.
If you can't win with one blow, you will scare the enemy, lose everything, and even ruin the chance to attack Xie Queshan.
Does she have to do this?
This time, she was no longer part of Xie Queshan's plan, and she was the only one to make her own decision. In the past, when it was only about her personal safety, what she thought in her heart was to do everything she could to obey fate and just risk everything. At this moment, her success or failure is related to Xie Queshan's life and death... or even a bigger situation.
The pressure to succeed suddenly fell on her shoulders.
Suddenly, someone hugged her from behind, held her arm with one hand, and thrust a crossbow into her hand with the other.
This is Qi Bing's crossbow machine. The arrows fired by the crossbow machine are sharper and more powerful.
"You have to use their weapons, otherwise they will be easily discovered." A teasing whisper came from behind.
Nan Yi was startled and turned around to see that it was Zhang Yuehui. Zhang Yuehui seemed to be here for fun, his face was very relaxed.
His arrival made her frightened for a moment, but then she felt a little relieved out of thin air.
She just nodded to him gently, said no more, turned back and picked up the crossbow attentively.
Zhang Yuehui looked at her in the night. Her features were familiar yet unfamiliar. When did she become such a decisive warrior?
Nan Yi took aim at the target and pulled the trigger - with a whoosh, the arrow from the string pierced the air and headed towards Husha - poof - the sound of metal piercing flesh.
Hitting the throat, an arrow penetrated.
In an instant, the situation was reversed.
Usha opened his eyes wide and still didn't understand where he lost. He was clearly about to win - he wanted to curse, but his throat couldn't make a sound.
He fell down and died with his eyes open.
When the arrow was shot, it also exposed the positions of Nan Yi and Zhang Yuehui.
Xie Queshan looked towards the roof in surprise when he heard the sound, and vaguely saw two figures. At this time, the ambush soldiers in the courtyard also reacted.
"There's an assassin!"
A rain of arrows shot towards the roof.
"run!"
Zhang Yue pulled Nan Yi and jumped to the side.
Usha's death caused everything to become chaotic. As the person with the highest status, Xie Queshan quickly took over the scene and turned from passive to active.
"General Husha was assassinated. I will take over the shipbuilding department. Leave a team to guard the scene. The rest, follow me!"
Before leaving, he grabbed Song Muchuan and tied him to a pillar roughly.
"Don't do anything." Xie Queshan warned Song Muchuan in a low voice as he got closer.
He took a step back before ordering the guard to step forward.
"Mr. Song is an important witness, be optimistic about him."
After that, Xie Queshan led the people away.
Song Muchuan looked at his back with a complicated expression.
——
Zhang Yuehui and Nan Yi jumped over the roof. Chased by Hou Tou Qi Bing, they landed in the courtyard of a house in a panic and accidentally broke a flower pot.
A sound exploded in the yard, and dogs barked.
Nan Yi wanted to get up and run away, but found that Zhang Yuehui's movements were a bit slow. Looking down, he saw an arrow in his lower abdomen, and horrifying blood oozed from the fingers covering the wound.
It must be very painful. Zhang Yuehui's facial features were all squeezed together, but his voice was still so casual and relaxed, and he even managed an ugly smile: "You go first, I have a way."
Nan Yi was anxious and glared at Zhang Yue: "You talk so much nonsense!"
She picked up Zhang Yuehui's arm, let him put it on her shoulders, and helped him move forward.
Before I walked out of the courtyard, I heard the sound of the door opening behind me.
Zhang Yuehui and Nan Yi both froze and looked back slowly. The movement outside woke up the owner of the house.
The owner of the house looked at the two people in astonishment.
At this time, there were fires outside the neighborhood, and Qi Ren's team was heading this way.
A voice came over: "Bingzhusi's assassin fell over there! Go and search over there!"
Zhang Yue's face suddenly became a little more serious. With a click of the trigger, a sharp blade popped out of the silver ring. She said in a voice that only Nan Yi could hear: "Don't let him make a sound."
But Nan Yi was still a little hesitant. After all, these were just ordinary people.
She looked up and saw curious heads poking out of the doors and windows of the houses next door. This is not a good situation, so many people have seen them.
The owner of the house suddenly looked away, pretending not to see the two of them, and shouted: "We are looking for an assassin! Come and help the military men find Bingzhusi's assassin!"
But with his hand, Nan Yi and Zhang Yue pointed back to the path to the back door.
Zhang Yuehui was still uneasy, but Nan Yi continued to drag him towards the back door.
This shout was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves. Several families around him understood it and tacitly lit up their candles. They came out one after another to create chaos and shouted "Look for the assassin" together.
At first there were only three or two people, but soon every house opened its door.
Zhang Yuehui and Nan Yi looked back. The stars lit up in the neighborhood and stretched into a giant dragon. Unarmed people poured into the streets, and the crowd blocked the pursuing Qi soldiers.
Everyone knows that something happened in the Shipping Department tonight, and it concerns Bingzhu Division.
Everyone knows that those being chased by the Qi people must be righteous people worthy of protection.
Bingzhusi is not a real existence to the common people. Everyone listens to it as a story after dinner. If they don't see it with their own eyes, no one would believe that there are really these people carrying a heavy burden at this precarious moment.
The people being guarded are ignorant and powerless. They always huddle together tremblingly, but they are also the city wall on this land.
Nan Yi and Zhang Yue turned their backs to everyone and walked onto an increasingly dark road, staggering forward step by step.
……
Hua Chao Pavilion.
Even after returning to his own territory, Zhang Yuehui did not disturb too many people and only let his confidants come in to deal with the wounds. Nan Yi noticed that he became extremely talkative for no reason. No more teasing, no more laughter, just frowning and groaning.
When the arrow was taken out, it was still attached to the flesh and blood, and everyone who saw it felt scared. Nan Yi suddenly thought that Zhang Yuehui was the kind of person who didn't take pain very much before. Even the smallest cut would make him frown, but this arrow hurt quite well. Deep, but he didn't scream, he seemed a little melancholy.
She looked at Zhang Yuehui's changes and thought of the past, which felt far away yet within reach. Then she inevitably thought of Xie Queshan, and this temporarily peaceful atmosphere made her anxious.
She wanted to ask Zhang Yue what she wanted to say in reply, but she was a little more cautious in front of outsiders.
After the bandage was finished, Zhang Yue returned and said: "Take someone outside the workshop to take a look and clean up the aftermath. Someone has seen my face, so let them keep it a secret."
"yes."
Nan Yi was shocked: "You don't want to silence me, do you?"
Zhang Yuehui glanced at Nan Yi speechlessly: "Yes, I killed all these stupid people, and I don't know why they are joining in the fun. They think the fate is too great."
Nan Yi heard Zhang Yuehui's irony, and his tone relaxed: "If those kind people hadn't blocked us, how could we have escaped so smoothly."
"Mind your own business." Zhang Yue replied unhappily.
Zhang Yuehui felt inexplicably annoyed. He originally thought that the people in this land were as stupid as his king, but he was saved by them. He felt like he owed a huge debt.
The account of this hatred suddenly became unclear.
Nan Yi twitched the corners of his lips, really wanting to scold him for not knowing what was good or bad, but he had a vague feeling that he didn't mean what he said, and he was just a weirdo. At this moment, she was begging for help. In the end, she didn't say much. She just handed over a cup of tea and then asked what she was worried about: "Thank you very much for tonight... Did everything he told me go well?" ?”
Zhang Yuehui cast a sad look at Nan Yi. Sure enough, she was still thinking about Xie Queshan, but he didn't want to show his jealousy, so he said it a little bit with a gun and a stick, and his expression was indescribable. Exaggerated.
"I told you not to run around, otherwise it will be smoother."
"What should I say?" Nan Yi suddenly became nervous.
"He went to die as planned, and Song Muchuan was successfully saved -" Zhang Yuehui sighed, "This boy's life is so good, he was ready to report to the Lord of Hell, but you finally got him back."
Zhang Yuehui knew that Xie Queshan was going to die. Time was urgent and he couldn't stop him. He could only complete the things indicated on the paper first. What's more, even if he had enough time, why would he stop him.
He wished Xie Queshan had died.
But he still went to the Shipbuilding Department by mistake. He didn't expect that Nan Yi used some method to sneak in and wanted to kill Hu Sha. It's true that each one is more crazy than the other, and they all want him to wipe their butts.
His kung fu is not very high, and he relies on the carefully crafted hidden weapons all over his body. He can deal with one or two Qi soldiers and seize the crossbow machine without much problem.
He didn't want her to lose. Fortunately, the first time they cooperated, they achieved good results. Although it was Xie Queshan who benefited.
After the disaster, Nan Yi's chest still felt like he had been hit hard, and he was in pain after hearing Zhang Yue's words. If it was even close, would they all be doomed?
She was afraid for a while, and then asked: "What does he mean by the fish that slipped through the net?"
"On the night when the mountain was bombed, everyone in Husha died in the tunnel, but there was one survivor - I found him."
Nan Yi thought about it for a moment and immediately frowned: "So, it was you who controlled Usha's suspicion about the Yucheng Army?"
"This matter is actually..."
Zhang Yuehui felt a little guilty and wanted to make amends for himself, but Nan Yi actually didn't care about these minutiae. She quickly grabbed a trace of logic from the myriad of clues and interrupted his sophistry.
"Did Xie Queshan guess it too? He knew you had this bargaining chip in your hand, but he didn't expose it. What did he want to do with your hand?"
"Only by letting Husha grasp this point and start tossing can we defeat Wanyan Jun." Zhang Yuehui knew that he couldn't fool Nan Yi now, so he could only say honestly, "If you have to choose between Husha and Wanyan Jun, As an opponent, everyone would choose Husha."
Nan Yi didn't have time to scold Zhang Yuehui, because Song Muchuan had the same plan. Everyone is involved in this situation with their own thoughts, but the result is the same.
The variable is that no one expected that Husha would be hit by a pie falling from the sky and get a vital piece of information.
All plans were disrupted.
"But what does this fish that slipped through the net have to do with saving Song Muchuan?"
"The key to saving Song Muchuan is not actually Song Muchuan, nor how to save him, but who is doubting him and who wants to kill him. Once this person is dealt with, this matter will become easier."
"But even if Usha is dead, the thread he found will not disappear. We can only hide for a while, but we can't really hide it."
"So, we have to bring back Husha's opponent and let him overturn all of Husha's discoveries."
Nan Yi opened his mouth, a little unsure: "Let the fish that slipped through the net... betray?"
Zhang Yuehui nodded, this was a familiar area for him again, and he smiled like an old fox.
"Everything in the world has its price."
