It's dead, isn't it? Otherwise you wouldn't pass out with your eyes open.
Xue Yao stiffened and turned his head, looking at the cold killer cub.
Lu Qian one knee, touched the carotid artery, was also stunned, did not expect the boy's concealed weapon can be fatal, which makes him more sure that the identity of these three people is not right.
"Dead?" Xue Yao held on to his last glimmer of hope.
"Uh-huh." Lu Qian stood up, grabbed the little companion's wrist, and quickly walked up the stairs and out of the secret room, closing the wall according to the boy's previous method.
The chamber was dead silent, the two boys still unconscious.
The arcane scriptures on the bokken still lay quietly in the center of the lattice.
A few paces away, a man with a silver needle in his eyebrow stared at the dark roof in death.
"Can we escape?" Xue Yao was still unable to accept this sudden change, "Didn't you say there were more than forty people ambushing us?"
"Those people ambushed in the yard they came from, this house has quite a few passages, maybe there's another yard to get out." Lu Qian searched for an unoccupied direction through the air currents around him, pulling Xue Yao with one hand to quickly walk into a room at the end of a passageway, and sure enough, he found a window that led to who-knows-where.
Being able to ascertain that there was no one outside the window, Lu Qian let Xue Yao flip out of the window first, and jumped out himself right after.
It was not the first time the two had escaped, and the guards of this sect were apparently much less than in the barracks, and the escape went surprisingly smoothly.
But the two did not let their guard down, and ran until the light of day started, and then stopped.
Xue Yao sat on the ground with one hand propped up against a large tree, waiting for his breath to calm down.
Under the leaden gray sky, all was silent, only the sound of my own breath and heartbeat could be heard.
For a long time, the gasping calmed down, but his heartbeat grew heavier and heavier, an aftershock that made Xue Yao's scalp tingle.
"Your Highness, why did you kill the gang master? He just ...... wanted to exchange one of the Sword Saint's heart techniques with you." Although this evil sect deserves to die for all the evil it has done, but if they kill their gang master just like that, it can be considered a big mess.
"Not the gang master." Lu Qian said, "Neither of those two attendants were the ones who served in that inner room."
"What do you mean?" Xue Yao asked.
Lu Qian told the young companion about the boy's inability to speak the ingredients for the incense smoked in the house.
"With this?" Xue Yao was stunned, "Your Highness, that's just a small sect, it's impossible for the attendants to be as attentive as the palace maids and eunuchs, it's not impossible that they might have bought fake spices and just lacked a single ingredient, so how can you conclude that there's something wrong with their identity?"
"That room smells like the remnants of burnt and dried spices." Land Dive said.
It was correct that the house was using Nine Steps, a spice that required a fresh ingredient to be added often enough that the squire couldn't have been unaware of it.
Xue Yao's brain was swollen, for a moment he couldn't accept the fact that Lu Qian had killed the man, "It's too sudden, even if there are problems with their identities, we have to see what they want from us first, next time don't do it so suddenly, this kind of thing should be left to the officials to deal with."
"The concealed weapon belongs to that little squire who just sneaked up on Master." Lu Qian said.
"They want to kill you?" Xue Yao asked, "Why? That gang master just talked to me about a deal just now, wanting to exchange the Sword Saint's Taiji Heart Technique from you, and also exchanged their sect's top secret heart technique for an equal amount of money, this is considered a fair deal, he didn't need to kill us."
"He is not the master of the gang, and those two retainers are not the master's retainers, and were recognized by the master as intending to silence him."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Otherwise they couldn't have branched out those forty assassins, and the secret room didn't ambush a single person." Lu Qian gave his conclusion decisively, "The three of them have ghosts in their hearts, and do not dare to plant the manpower of their own faction; the fact that Master was able to bring you to escape is because of the backhand they left for themselves."
Xue Yao still couldn't make sense of it, "Then who exactly are they? What do they want to do to us?"
"I don't know."
After a moment of silence, Xue Yao analyzed, "If he isn't the gang leader, then the Xuan Night Sect shouldn't seek revenge on us for him."
"Not necessarily."
"Why? They must not be from the sect since they are also afraid of the Xuan Night Sect's guards."
"Those two little guards have the same concealed weapons and techniques as the black-robed man." Lu Qian thought that although those three people were suspicious, they were indeed from the Xuan Night Sect, just not the gang leader.
"No matter how ......" Xue Yao looked at Lu Qian muttered self comfort: "It is they who first illegally detained us, and it is also they who first secretly attacked us with a concealed weapon, we are justified defense."
Lu Qian turned to look down at his young companion, "Self-defense?"
"It means to fight back legally." Xue Yao wasn't sure if he was placating Lu Qian or himself.
Lu Qian does not need to appease, he did not kill the sect ambush killers, just because there is no full grasp of the protection of the small companion read all around, otherwise he would have been "improper counterattack".
After all, Xue Yao couldn't fully feel the world with Lu Qian's mind.
For Lu Qian, the people who need to be protected in this world are divided into those who are in his world, such as his little companion, his father and mother, his elder brother, and the law-abiding common people of Daqi outside his world.
Anything beyond that is destabilizing.
Only those in Lu's submerged world could touch his less acute emotional perceptions, and the unstable elements that threatened his world were all wanted criminals of the first degree, and had to be rooted out as much as possible.
Because of his flawed emotional perception, Lu Qian does not get sentimental over the execution of criminals, just as a tiger does not feel sad over a wild deer in its sharp claws.
"If he's not the gang leader, the Xuan Night Sect shouldn't be looking for us to seek revenge, right?" Xue Yao asked.
Land Dive: "I don't know."
Xue Yao: "......"
There's no way, his husky version of Dragon Pride is just so real, and there's no such thing as calculating a thousand miles of victory or anything like that.
Xue Yao stood up, "Then let's hurry and escape back to the palace first."
"Master will take you back to the palace."
"What about His Highness?" Xue Yao asked in surprise.
"Your Highness goes to Jiangnan." Lu Qian was calm.
"They may have already mobilized gangs from all over to capture you!" Xue Yao said anxiously, "At a time like this, why doesn't Your Highness obediently return to the palace, not afraid of being captured again?"
"Yao Yao is not here, they can't catch up with Master."
There was a silence.
The panic and nagging in Xue Yao s heart all subsided, and the rebel pup was really able to convert all of his emotions into ...... anger!
"So I'm the one dragging Your Highness down?" Xue Yao asked Lu Qian with a look that said, "If you don't coax me, I'm finished."
Lu Qian didn't know how to deny it, "Go back to the palace first."
Xue Yao took a deep breath and took a step back to lean against the tree, clasping his arms with his hands, using his expression to let Lu Qian feel the seriousness of this problem before speaking again to confirm, "That's right, isn't it? This is the trouble I've caused Your Highness."
Lu Qian sensed something was wrong, the young companion seemed to be angry, but wasn't sure what it was about.
The two men looked at each other intently.
There was a silence.
Lu Qian replied tentatively, "Master forgives your innocence."
Xue Yao froze in place with his arms in a two-handed position as a thunderbolt struck the black-tinged clouds above his head.
"A long time ago, the emperor of the sky had ten sons ......" The inexplicable sixth sense of danger made Lu Qian suddenly and seriously began to tell the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun.
"So what if there are more sons?" Xue Yao interrupted Lu Qian's storytelling and spoke in a low voice, "They're not all heartless after they're raised."
Lu Qian's long eyelashes quivered slightly, and his restlessly shallow pupils apparently made another effort to explore the reason for the little companion's anger.
"Right." His Highness nodded, putting on the same deep expression of seeing through the world as Yao Yao did and concurred, "Master doesn't like his son either."
The brain circuits are separated by a rift.
Xue Yao tilted his head up and took a deep breath into the sky in despair.
Lu Qian raised an eyebrow and proposed seriously, "Daughters are fine too."
"I would never raise another child! After the child grows up, I'll become redundant, is it fun?" Xue Yao growled and refuted, "I don't want anything anymore, son, daughter, none of it."
His Highness flinched his head at the snarling little chaperone and murmured with an aggrieved bow of his head, "Fine, no more children then."
Xue Yao gazed at Lu Qian in silence with anger that had nowhere to be vented.
"Go back to the palace."
*
Two hours ago, one of the boys in the chamber woke up first, rubbing the back of his sore neck for a few moments before he was fully awake.
He shook the other boy awake first.
The two walked into the house together and looked down at their dead master on the floor.
"What to do? Those two have run away."
"Take the master out of here first."
The two men picked up the corpse on the ground head to tail and were just about to carry it out of the house when the boy walking behind stopped in his tracks, his eyes lingeringly looking at the treasure chests and secret books of the mind on the Bo Gu Shelf.
The two boys looked at each other, coincidentally put down the body, hands and feet quickly open the treasure chest, will be able to take away all the treasures into the pocket, and the secret book into the arms, and then once again lifted up the body, walked out.
When the dark wall of the chamber slowly opened, the two boys carrying the body stared at each other in dismay with the room full of gang members outside the wall.
"This is ......" A gang shadow assassin walked up and looked at the entrance to the chamber in shock.
No one knew there was such a secret entrance to the gang master's room.
"Who let you in?" The boy steadied his shivering voice.
"There has been no movement in the house for more than an hour, and we sent people into the house to inquire, but we could not find anyone." The Slayer replied respectfully, before staring in dismay at the corpse carried in the boy's hands.
"What happened to Elder Liu?" A member of the gang behind him walked up and realized that the Elder carried by the boys was already out of breath, and was stunned, "Who did this?"
The two boys looked at each other and said categorically, "It was the Sword Saint's disciples who did this, they sneak attacked the gang master, and the master blocked the hidden weapon in order to protect the gang master."
The crowd was stunned.
"Where is the gang leader now?!"
"They hijacked it."
"How could they have gotten out of here? You didn't turn on the mechanism?"
"The disciple of the Sword Saint struck too quickly, we were knocked out just as we wanted to strike."
"Go inform the Vice Gang Leader first!"
"Go ask Ms. Azu to come here!"
*
At three minutes past the sixth hour, Xue Yao rode a stagecoach and followed Lu Qian to the outskirts of the capital.
As usual, Lu Qian went to a familiar restaurant and ordered a "two days distant" portion of milk and a table of home-cooked food.
Xue Yao sat and watched him eat, "Let's go back to the palace when we're done."
Lu Qian lowered his head and nodded, "Send you back to the palace."
Xue Yao stretched his neck closer to Lu Qian and whispered seriously, "Come back with me, Your Highness, you killed the gang leader of the Xuan Night Sect, Xuan Night Sect, a famous sect of the underworld, this is not a small matter, they all like to play dirty, there are also Xuan Night Sect's strongholds in Jiangnan, and they'll be besieging you."
"They can't help Master." Lu Qian handed a pot of milk to Xue Yao.
Xue Yao gazed despairingly at Lu Qian, who had gotten used to immersing himself in his own world, "You drink it, I don't have an appetite."
Lu Qian suspiciously looked up at his young companion and raised his hand to point his index finger at his lips, reminding Xue Yao that his lips were so dry that they were peeling off.
Xue Yao licked his dry lips, not really because of thirst, but because of this night's trepidation.
He had lost his appetite and didn't even feel thirsty.
"Take a sip." Lu Qian ordered.
"I'll drink if you come back to the palace with me." Xue Yao's eyes were almost pleading.
"You drink." Lu Qian didn't negotiate.
"No." Xue Yao understood that when this guy spoke like this, it was non-negotiable, and in desperation, he pushed the water bottle back in front of Lu Qian.
The two men stared at each other in a stalemate.
"A sip?" Lu Qian used a consultative tone.
Xue Yao didn't say anything.
Lu Qian lowered his head in thought, raised his head, the corners of his mouth hooked up in a bad smile, and suddenly followed Xue Yao's example and twisted his body.
But the movements weren't as natural as Xue Yao's, and there was a stiff stupidity to them.
His Highness made himself laugh, squinting his peach blossom eyes and pampering Xue Yao, "Take a sip."
Xue Yao was caught off guard and was amused, defeated by the twisting, twisting little asshole who didn't keep his face taut.
Lu Qian was even happier to see him smile, narrowing his eyes and asking, "Do you like it? Master is cute."
Xue Yao smiled and laughed and suddenly felt a sourness in her heart, pursed her lips and looked at Lu Qian for a long time, nodded her head and said, "I've always, always, always liked Master."
Lu Qian got excited and pushed both jugs of milk in front of Xue Yao.
Xue Yao shook her head, "Milk doesn't quench my thirst, I want to drink plum juice, do you have any here?"
Lu Qian was inexplicably excited by the phrase "always like master", and immediately got up at the words, walked to find the boss's wife, and asked for sour plum juice.
There is no sour plum juice for sale in the store, the boss's wife was pestered and led Lu Qian to the kitchen, grinding a cup of snow pear juice.
Lu Qian ran back with the snow pear juice and found the table empty.
The little companion, who had just "always liked the master", disappeared.