Chapter 74: Long Days and Months in a Dream (1)

  Before Peng Ziqi could finish speaking, Xia Jie had vanished into thin air.

  The man in black stabbed at the air with his knife, the blade pointing forward, and the tip almost reached Geng Xin's nose, scaring him into retreating two steps and falling to the ground.

  It just so happened that Xia Yu's medicine took effect at this moment, and his knees went soft. He fell to the ground with a thud and began snoring loudly. As it turned out, he narrowly escaped Li Da Yin's knife by sheer luck.

  At the same time, Peng Ziqi pushed Sun Xuelian away and rushed up with his sword drawn. With a "clang", Peng Ziqi parried Li Dahui's slashing sword that was aimed at Xia Jun on the ground. His sword moved like the wind, advancing step by step, forcing Li Dahui to retreat three steps with three consecutive clashing sounds.

  "Murder! There's an assassin!"

  The entire hall was suddenly in an uproar, with those elegant guests some crawling under the tables, others picking up chairs, and others hiding behind pillars. Some were shouting loudly while Sun Xuelian supported Geng Xin, also pretending to be shocked and screaming, but in her heart she was secretly annoyed: "Can't this useless Da Yin even kill him? Does he have a divine bodyguard or something?"

  Magistrate Zhao was not very skilled in martial arts. Recently, a string of murders in Qingzhou Prefecture had him at his wit's end, and he was on the verge of losing his official hat. Now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, someone dared to commit murder right under his nose, which made Magistrate Zhao so angry that he almost lost his temper. He looked around and saw a flower stand standing by the door, and immediately strode over, stretched out his hand and swept the flower pot to the ground, shattering it into pieces, then grabbed the flower stand and charged forward.

  It is him/her

  Peng Ziqi and Li Da Yan had only exchanged one move, when both of them simultaneously cried out in their hearts, realizing that the other was the person they had fought with last night. Li Da Yan immediately knew that his fatal blow had failed, and with this person around, he would never be able to succeed. Although he felt a thousand times unwilling, he could only fiercely slash three times, reusing his old trick, preparing to escape.

  His three fatal slashes forced Peng Zikai to retreat, and he was about to take off in a flash, but unexpectedly his legs bent, and he leaped up, flying out more than ten feet. His feet landed on the ground just as he was about to jump again, when suddenly he let out a dull hum, stumbled underfoot, and almost fell flat on his backside.

  He only felt a sharp pain in his knee, like being stabbed by a needle. When he didn't move, it was fine, but as soon as he exerted force, the pain pierced through to his bones, making him unable to muster any strength. Peng Zike's eyes widened, and with a mournful cry, the ghostly knife stabbed towards his ribs...

  Lai Dai Yin was delayed, Peng Ziqi had already caught up to his side, with a "Leaf Hidden Flower" move, swinging his knife towards Lai's left ribs. Lai Dai Yin tried to dodge, but as soon as he exerted force on his legs, his knee joint felt another severe pain, and his strength suddenly disappeared. He was unable to avoid it, and was actually slashed open at the left ribs by Peng Ziqi's knife, with fresh blood instantly staining his robes red.

  Just then, Zhao Pushan rushed over with a flower stand made of pear wood, and with a loud "bang", smashed it onto Li Dahu's head. Instantly, his skull cracked open, and Li Dahu never expected that the thing that would knock him out was the very flower pot rack he had placed there, still gleaming brightly. This weapon was too ruthless, and Li Dahu's head immediately turned into a bloody gourd. His vision went black, and he fell to the ground, fainting away.

  Zhao Pushan was no longer annoyed, he was overjoyed, his two legs were trembling with excitement, a warm current surged from his waist to his heart, stirring up his blood: "This assassin is after Yang Xu, he's after Yang Xu! This time it really came, the evil bandits who stirred up trouble in Qingzhou Prefecture and made it impossible for me to have peace, were actually captured by myself, hahaha, hahahaha..."

  Peng Ziqi saw that the assassin was powerless to resist, and it was unclear whether he was still alive. She immediately turned around and rushed towards Xia Jun. Her elder cousin was skilled in the flying needle technique, and she was no exception. This type of light and agile hidden weapon was originally suitable for girls to practice, but she had always been proud of her knife skills and never bothered to use such things. However, when the assassin escaped from her hands last night, Peng Ziqi finally got rid of her pride and used steel needles in a critical moment, shooting them into Li Dahu's knee pit and capturing this unexpected guest.

  Peng Ziqi picked up Xia Liu and carried him on his knees, anxiously calling out: "Yang Xu, Yang Xu, how are you?"

  "Hmm...hmm..."

  Xia Liu was breathing evenly and snoring softly, with a peaceful expression.

  "Are you asleep?"

  Peng Ziqi was a bit incredulous: "At this time, he actually fell asleep? This is also too bizarre!"

  Although Peng Ziqi also felt that Xia Xun's falling asleep at this time was not normal, and there must be some reason that he had not yet understood, but since his life was still in danger, he did not worry about it anymore. On the other side, Geng Xin, who was still frightened, jumped up and shouted: "Come on, didn't you hear the master's order? Bring a rope to tie up that wicked person!"

  Gong Xin shouted on the surface, but in his heart, he was secretly delighted: "Heaven is helping me, this assassin has come at just the right time! He's simply a professional scapegoat. With him causing such a commotion, by tonight when the poison takes effect, who will still think there's another murderer? Hahaha..."

  Gong Xin was so delighted that he forgot his own appearance, and had not even noticed that his wife's face was as white as paper. Others who saw her might not think it strange, but would only suppose that she, being a woman, was timid and could not bear the sight of blood.

  Zhao the official sternly shouted: "Someone come, go to the street and call over the patrol officer, notify the prefecture to send more people."

  Zhao the official was eager to make a name for himself, so he rushed forward and with one swift motion tore off Li Dahu's face cloth. He then proceeded to search his body, hoping to find something that would prove his identity.

  "Ah"

  At first glance

  The appearance of Li Da Yin, several Sun Fu house servants suddenly exclaimed, Zhao Pushan bowed his head and touched the inside of Li Da Yin's pocket, found a block of cards in it, took it out to take a look, and immediately also let out a cry of surprise: "Ah"

  The crowd watching from a distance, however, had someone who recognized the object. An Yeman's face changed first, and at this time, one of the family servants finally couldn't bear to point at the blood-stained Li Dahein and exclaimed: "It's him, it's Uncle Li"

  Zhao pushed his head aside, his eyes sternly said: "You know him, what is Uncle Li? Speak!"

  That servant was startled by his roar, and his legs went soft with fear. He hastily trembled and said: "R-returning to the great master, this person...this person is a servant of our Sun Manor, his name is Li Da Yin."

  Zhao Pushan was taken aback and thought to himself: "A servant of the Sun Manor? He has the Qi Wang's token on him, how did he become a servant of the Sun Manor?"

  "King of Qi..."

  As soon as he thought that the real culprit behind the scenes might be the current King of Qi, Zhao's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. He didn't know what shocking secrets lay within, but he knew that this achievement was unlikely to bring him any credit. If this matter were to be exposed, it could even lead to his own downfall. For a moment, his mind was in turmoil, filled with anxiety and apprehension.

  At this time, Li Da Yan slowly woke up with a painful groan. Zhao Pushan immediately grabbed his collar, leaned in close and asked in a low voice: "Are you from the Qi Wang Fu?"

  Li Da Yan woke up, and as soon as he came to, he realized that something was terribly wrong. He wasn't afraid of death, but if his identity were to be exposed, then Miss... Li Da Yan wished he could die immediately, and it would be best if he fell into a charcoal fire and burned to ashes, so that no one could recognize him. As soon as he heard Zhao Pushan's questioning, which seemed suspicious, Sun, the old servant of the Sun family who had spent many years in the mountain bandits' lair, immediately sensed something was off and quickly closed his mouth tightly.

  Zhao Pushan was anxious, and many people were already surrounding him. Fortunately, he was an official, so they didn't dare to get too close. However, someone had already been sent to call the patrol officer, and people from the prefecture yamen would arrive soon. If they didn't clarify the identity of this assassin quickly and take precautions, it was possible that he would become a victim of some shady deal.

  He immediately asked again: "Are you from the Qi Wang Fu?"

  Li Da Yan blinked his eyes, making the blood-stained eyes see a little clearer, and asked in a low, panting voice: "Why... why ask this?"

  Zhao pushed the palace token in front of him quickly and then immediately put it back into his sleeve, asking in a low voice: "If not, where did you get this token from?"

  "What brand?"

  Li Da Yan was taken aback at first, but then he immediately remembered what the young lady had said to him last night. He quickly understood why Magistrate Zhao had misunderstood. Li Da Yan's heart suddenly filled with wild joy, perhaps the young lady could be safe and sound after all, heaven is just!

  Magistrate Zhao asked in an extremely arrogant and overbearing tone: "Speak quickly, is it or isn't it?"

  Li Da Yin smiled secretly: "Not bad, you guessed it correctly, very clever, Lord Zhao."

  Zhao Pushan's heart turned cold, his five fingers went limp, and he released the collar of Li Dahu's clothes. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, and asked in a trembling voice: "You... you... were the one who repeatedly tried to assassinate Xia Jun? And Zhang Thirteen... was also killed by you? Why? Why did you do this?"

  Just as Li Dahe was about to deny, he suddenly thought: "If I take all the recent events in Qingzhou on myself, won't it make them even more confused and unsure why I killed people? If I admit that I am the murderer of all the killings, I will surrender, Yang Xu will no longer worry, and at that time... my incompetent and timid colleague may have a chance to succeed, and replace me in killing Yang Xu this son of a bitch."

  At this thought, Li Da Yin suddenly burst out laughing, and Zhao Tui Guan was in a state of confusion, being laughed at subconsciously retreated two steps, fully alert.

  Lei Dahe laughed loudly, swaying as he got up, and swept the crowd with a disdainful glance. When he saw Sun Xuelian's pale face, a hint of reluctance and heartache flashed in his bloodshot eyes, but he immediately raised his head coldly: "I, Lei Dacang, have been hiding in the Sun Mansion for many years, with great ambitions, but unfortunately, I was careless for a moment, and all my efforts were wasted."

  He wiped his face, wiping away the thick blood, but as a result, his face was covered with more and more ferocious scars, like a fierce ghost, which scared the crowd that had been standing far away to retreat even further.

  Li Da Yan sneered: "Zhang Thirteen, it was I who killed Feng Xihui, and also I who killed Yang Xu. In Yunhe Town, I had already killed you once, unfortunately, unfortunately, why didn't you die..."

  Li Da Yin let out a loud roar, suddenly reached out his hand and pulled out the hairpin from his hair, which was immediately soaked in blood. The crowd shouted and quickly retreated backwards. Zhao Pushan also hastily retreated several steps, fully alert. Li Da Yin took one last look at Sun Xue Lian standing in the middle of the crowd, he had so many things to say, but at this moment, not a single word could be spoken.

  Li Da Yin opened his mouth and suddenly let out a loud roar: "Ah...... Ah......"

  That mournful roar was filled with emotion, and it's unknown how much feeling was contained within. The sound shook people's hearts, and just as the long wail was about to end, he suddenly slapped his hand back, and the hairpin pierced deeply into his own throat, and the long scream came to an abrupt halt.

  Li Da Yan's head and face were covered in blood, his mouth still open as if frozen in a scream. His two eyes stared fiercely at the crowd, with a hint of divine light still flickering within them. His body stood upright, stiff and unyielding, even though he had already stopped breathing, yet somehow refusing to fall over, exuding an aura of power akin to that of a heavenly deity.