Chu Yun was extremely nervous when he heard the waiter's voice from outside. "Sir, would you like hot water?"
Chu Yun composed himself and quickly looked around, then signed at the end of the letter. "Tianqi twenty-eighth year, twelfth month, quarter past five, Tong 'an Chu Yun."
Chu Yun quickly put the letter away and placed it under the inkstone, then went to the door to open it.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw the waiter holding a basin of hot water. His eyes darted around and kept glancing into the room as if he was searching for something. However, he quickly retracted his gaze and looked Chu Yun up and down. Then, he said with a smile, "Sir, your hot water?"
Chu Yun reached out to take it. "Got it."
After the waiter finished delivering the hot water, he turned around and left. When he reached the corner of the stairs, he couldn't help but look back at Chu Yun. When he saw Chu Yun staring at him with a sharp and suspicious gaze, he was startled and quickly ran down the stairs.
Chu Yun was on high alert. He closed the door and opened a crack in the window to look down. He saw the waiter go down to the lobby and gesticulate at the two black-clothed men at the counter. The two black-clothed men took out a portrait and showed it to the waiter. The waiter took a look and immediately nodded. He looked upstairs where Chu Yun was.
Chu Yun was shocked, immediately dodging and closing the window. His heart was thumping wildly!
Were the assassins here to silence him?
But … how did they know?
Chu Yun did not know what happened in Tong 'an City but he knew that Xu Tao would send his men to kill him if he found out that Zhang Xiaocheng could not return to report for too long.
Now it seemed like … Chu Yun regretted not listening to Li Chengfeng's advice and asking Liu Sumei for help. However, because of his reputation as a scholar, he refused to put down his pride even when he was in trouble. Now, he was facing a fatal disaster!
Chu Yun was terrified in the face of death but he did not regret going against Xu Tao. What he regretted was that he did not care about his pride at the crucial moment and fell into a hopeless situation.
Chu Yun shuddered, his legs trembling. He said in a low voice, "Everyone has to die. It can be as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai!
Today is the day to die for righteousness! "
Chu Yun said. This sentence seemed to give him endless strength, causing his body to gradually calm down!
He quickly opened the letter again and added two more words at the end of the letter in grief and indignation, "Tianqi 28th year, 25th day of the twelfth month, a quarter past five in the afternoon, Tong An Chuyun … Farewell!"
Chu Yun put the letter away and hid it in the corner of the bed under the blankets. Then, he quickly spread out another piece of paper and wrote everything he had written before. When he signed off at the end, someone knocked on the door again.
Chu Yun's body shook. He took a deep breath and composed himself. He took out the courage of a scholar and said in a deep voice, "The door is not closed!"
At this moment, the door was pushed open with a creak. A young man dressed in black stood at the door with a black mask covering his face.
Chu Yun stared at the man and asked, "Why have you come?"
The man in black did not have time to speak. After entering the room, he closed the door and pulled down his mask, revealing a handsome face. It was Zhan Qisheng.
Zhan Qisheng smiled. "I'm here to borrow your head, Sir!"
Chu Yun gritted his teeth. "Tong An's tens of thousands of souls will haunt you!"
Zhan Qisheng smiled. "You don't have to worry about that, Sir!
You can go on your way in peace! "
Chu Yun snorted angrily. He sat upright on the side of the bed and proudly said, "Come and do it!"
With Zhan Qisheng's status, he naturally did not want to stain his hands with blood. He turned around and saw another man in black enter the house. He held a long knife in his hand and his gaze was cold as he approached Chu Yun.
Zhan Qisheng watched as the man in black swung his knife down. With a loud crack, Chu Yun's head fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open as he glared at Zhan Qisheng. The man in black pressed the acupuncture points on Chu Yun's neck and chest in a practiced manner. The blood that was gushing out immediately subsided. Then, he wrapped the head in a black cloth before it hit the ground. He turned to Zhan Qisheng and nodded.
Zhan Qisheng glanced at the corpse, his mind filled with Chu Yun's furious glare before he died. He sighed softly and waved at the man in black. The man in black nodded slightly and left with the head on his back.
Zhan Qisheng looked around the room, his gaze finally landing on the letter on the table. Zhan Qisheng walked to the table and picked up the letter. His eyes reddened and he let out a long sigh. After a moment of hesitation, he placed the letter on the candlestick and lit it.
Zhan Qisheng's eyes sparkled as he read the letter. The light illuminated his face but it was blinding. He put on the black mask and turned to leave.
…
By the time Little Bell and Liu Sumei arrived, it was already an hour later.
Before they entered the room, Little Bell and Liu Sumei smelled the faint scent of blood in the air. They looked at each other and their expressions changed.
The waiter saw the two of them come in. Although they were wearing a veil, their figures were graceful and noble. He didn't dare to neglect them. He went forward and smiled apologetically, "Ladies, our shop is closed, no …"
Little Bell threw a piece of silver to the waiter. He caught it with a smile and was about to speak when the two of them went upstairs to Chu Yun's room.
The waiter muttered suspiciously, "Who is this person? Why does he keep coming?
Don't tell me he's a bandit? "
Little Bell and Liu Sumei arrived at the door. Before Little Bell pushed the door open, she turned and exchanged glances with Liu Sumei. Liu Sumei nodded slightly. Little Bell took a deep breath and pushed the door open. She hid to the side and threw a jade bead into the room.
The jade bead flew into the room and spun around, emitting a faint silver light.
After a while, the jade bead did not react. They entered the room and Little Bell waved her hand. The jade bead flew back to her.
Little Bell nodded at Liu Sumei and the two of them entered the room.
As soon as they entered, they gasped!
Chu Yun's headless body was still sitting by the bed, one hand gripping tightly onto the bed frame and blanket, the other resting gently on the side of the bed.
Little Bell looked regretful. "I'm late!" She looked at Liu Sumei pitifully. "Senior Sister, I was wrong …"
Liu Sumei sighed. "I'm sorry!" She shook her head and sighed. "Everyone has their own fate, we can't force it.
I just don't know what he wanted me to do! "
Little Bell said, "It must be something important, otherwise … he wouldn't have been killed so quickly!"
Liu Sumei said, "Look around, see if you can find anything."
Little Bell nodded. Soon, she saw a pile of ashes on the candlestick. The ashes were curled up, but she could still make out the writing. She quickly said, "Senior Sister, look!"
She exhaled a little too loudly, and the ashes were blown everywhere. Even if she wanted to read it, she couldn't.
Little Bell looked at Liu Sumei, speechless. She smiled awkwardly. "Now … it's gone."
Liu Sumei looked at Little Bell helplessly and sighed. She was speechless.
Little Bell laughed dryly. "It was an accident, just … an accident."
Liu Sumei sighed. "Let's look again."
"Oh …" Little Bell didn't dare to be careless this time. She carefully looked around, but the two of them had even searched through their luggage.
Little Bell shook her head helplessly. "Senior Sister, there's nothing."
Liu Sumei stared at Chu Yun's corpse. Her eyes flashed. Finally, her gaze landed on Chu Yun's hand that was tightly gripping the bedding. She whispered, "Why … why are his hands different?"
"Huh?
What's different? "Little Bell was confused.
Liu Sumei bent down and pinched the bedding. As she pinched, there was the sound of paper breaking.
Little Bell and Liu Sumei looked at each other. Liu Sumei quickly pried Chu Yun's fingers away and pulled the bedding apart. She took out a letter.
Little Bell and Liu Sumei looked at each other, and their eyes turned red!
Little Bell covered her mouth and sobbed. "Senior Sister, I was wrong!"