Pushing open the door, Strange Doctor flashed in. His figure was heavy, and he used his steel staff to protect himself. Although the other party's acupoints seemed to have been sealed by Ping 'er's golden needles, he didn't relax in the slightest.
Being overly cautious ten thousand times wouldn't be an exaggeration. Losing one's life due to carelessness was too much.
But in the next moment, his expression changed. Where was Young Master Wu Hen's shadow in the room?
But he didn't relax his vigilance. His hawk-like eyes swept through every corner of the room. His figure moved, and in a short moment, he had already circled the room. Behind the door, under the roof, under the bed, the wardrobe, and all the places where someone could hide were searched, but he found nothing … Then, his expression changed again, and he rushed out of the room like a whirlwind, running toward the main room — Ping 'er was still inside!
This time, Strange Doctor was slightly anxious and agitated. The other party wasn't in the room, so he obviously had other intentions. But this Young Master Wu Hen didn't hide in the room and wait for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. His goal was very clear …
He wants to kidnap Ping 'er to threaten me?
Ping Yidao suddenly pushed open the door, anger and worry intertwined in his heart. But the moment he stepped into the room, he was stunned. Sima Ping was lying on the desk, sleeping soundly. Her charming smiling face was slightly wrinkled, as if she had unspeakable worries. Even in her sleep, she seemed to be sad that she was about to part with her master. But, it was good that she was fine …
Strange Doctor's nervous mood eased, but in the next moment, he knew something was wrong.
Just now, he couldn't find Young Master Wu Hen, so he thought the other party was going to kidnap Ping 'er. His calm state of mind was immediately broken.
When he rushed back to the main room with a worried heart, he found that Ping 'er was fine, so he couldn't help but relax. This tension and relaxation caused a moment of numbness to appear in his vigilant heart … If Young Master Wu Hen had been hiding here from the beginning, preparing to launch a sneak attack, then now was the best time to make a move!
Strange Doctor moved at will, immediately rolling to the side and waving his steel staff to protect his body. But, to his embarrassment, no attack occurred. The main room was empty, and there was no third person.
Ping Yidao didn't give up. He checked the room again, but still didn't find any trace of Young Master Wu Hen. He frowned, puzzled.
This guy who calls himself Young Master Wu Hen … why did he let go of two excellent opportunities to attack?
Whether it was holding Ping Er hostage, or hiding in the room to launch a sneak attack when I relaxed my mind, I might not have been able to block it … Could it be that he didn't force out the golden needles and undo the restriction Ping Er placed on him?
No, if his internal energy was sealed, then the best choice would be to take a hostage instead of running away …
Could it be that he wasn't actually a disciple of the sect?
Coming here with Ping 'er was just a pretense, looking for an opportunity to escape … No, it doesn't seem like it. Ping' er once told me that she tested him before. Our sect's mental cultivation method, mnemonic chant, skill, and experience were all good. What I taught Ping 'er was the sect's profound medical knowledge. If he wasn't a core disciple, he definitely wouldn't be able to learn it …
Strange Doctor thought of several possibilities, but in the end, he ruled them out one by one … His temperament was eccentric and gloomy, and he liked to speculate about people with the greatest malice. In addition, a few years ago, he had broken off relations with the sect and almost died. All of these made him view Young Master Wu Hen as an enemy, so he never let down his guard. Now, in this desolate mountain, a disciple of the sect with good martial arts had escaped, so he couldn't relax.
The enemy was in the dark, and I was in the light. What should I do … Ping Yidao held his steel staff and paced back and forth in the room. After pondering for a moment, he already had an idea.
Regardless of whether Young Master Wu Hen left the mountain in the middle of the night to escape or was hiding in the dark to plot something, he was still alone. Moreover, he was still a captive. As long as Young Miss Zhao and the Marshal knew about this matter and knew that this person was deliberately deceiving them, then this old man wouldn't need to act. The Marshal would play him to death.
Sun Lang's figure flashed in his mind, and a trace of relief appeared on his face. If the Marshal personally came, then even a hundred Young Master Wu Hen wouldn't be able to defeat a single finger of his.
Since he had already made a decision, he had to immediately carry it out. Before Ping Yidao left, he glanced at Sima Ping. After hesitating for a moment, he walked over and picked up the girl, carrying her on his back … Although the journey down the mountain wasn't far, he had to nip any possibility of an accident in the bud. What if this Young Master Wu Hen made a diversion and kidnapped Ping 'er while I was going down the mountain?
He had to be cautious and not give him any opportunities …
Strange Doctor pushed open the door and left with Sima Ping on his back, walking into the deep darkness of the night. In the quiet little courtyard, a certain person's sneeze suddenly sounded from a certain room: "Immeasurable longevity Buddha, I keep feeling like I've been forgotten …"
He had walked this path down the mountain for several years, so he was already incomparably familiar with every blade of grass and every tree. Even if the moonlight was dim, Strange Doctor could still walk as if he was walking on flat ground while carrying a person on his back. As he walked down the mountain, he listened to the echoes of the night and was vigilant for any abnormalities. He only heard the low chirping of insects in the grass and the occasional chirping of birds. In the village at the foot of the mountain, the barking of dogs could be heard from time to time. It was peaceful and tranquil, just like in the past.
There was no need for him to personally make a trip to deliver the letter to Mingzhou City. Since Young Miss Zhao was at ease and allowed Ping 'er to come back alone, she must have made the corresponding preparations.
Other than sending a few knights to accompany and protect her, she must have entrusted a few people to stay at the foot of the mountain and be responsible for sending messages back and forth to report that she was safe.
They prepared fast horses and rushed back through the night. With the reputation of Marquis Jingan's fu, they could open the city gates and deliver the letter through the night.
Young Miss Zhao's thoughts were meticulous and had always been decisive. She would definitely find the marshal as soon as possible …
As Strange Doctor thought this, he quickly walked down the mountain and entered the village.
The villagers were hardworking and simple. They were diligent and thrifty in running the household. They were unwilling to use too much lamp oil, so many families had already extinguished their lamps long ago. Strange Doctor carried Sima Ping on his back and walked on the quiet village road. For some reason, his mood was not very peaceful. He felt as if he had overlooked something … From the time he decided to kill Young Master Wuhen until now, only a short period of time had passed, but he felt waves of fatigue.
It was as if he was fighting a battle of wits and stratagems with someone who was full of schemes. He had used up all his tricks and exchanged blows several times, but he still could not figure out the enemy's situation.
When they arrived at the house that Ping 'er had mentioned that Marquis Jingan's fu had bought, Ping Yidao was just about to knock on the door when he heard the sound of dripping from inside. His expression changed slightly: "Not good."
Strange Doctor directly pushed open the door and tightly gripped his steel staff as he walked into the courtyard. Under the faint moonlight, he saw three corpses lying on the ground.
Ping Yidao took a deep breath and then let out a long sigh. He carefully placed Sima Ping to the side, but he was not in a hurry to approach. Instead, he observed from a distance and extended his steel staff to check. After confirming that the three people were indeed dead, he finally relaxed and walked forward to begin examining the corpses.
He thought that this guy would hide among the corpses and take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack … Hmph, was it disdain or did he not think of it?
He took out a match from his bosom. After lighting it, he leaned against the light and began to examine the wounds. Everyone was injured at the throat … The weapon should have been stolen and then killed with a backhand strike — — a fast swordsman.
I should have thought of it … — — There are horses here. If he wanted to return to Mingzhou City, he needed a horse. Now, he has already stolen the horse and is heading towards Mingzhou.
But why did he want to kill people?
If they only wanted to snatch the horses, with his martial arts, it would not be difficult for him to knock them out and tie them up …
Suddenly, the strange doctor's expression changed. He noticed that there seemed to be faint traces of blood under the bodies of the deceased. However, the injuries they suffered were only fatal wounds to their throats … Hence, Ping Yidao stretched out his hands, grabbed the shoulders of the deceased, and carried them to the side.
Then, even with his shrewdness, he couldn't help but gasp softly.
He saw a line of words written in blood on the ground. The strokes were strong and forceful. Senran's killing intent and thick malice, using the blood as a medium, assaulted his senses.
"Uncle-master, our game has begun."