Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 169: The Jianghu in the Wine and Sword Village (12)

"Brother Jiang, have you seen the young man in red?" Tang Cuo leaned his head out and asked quietly.

"Saw."

"Ah? Where?" Hearing his words, Tangcuo stood up immediately and looked around, "Why can't I see it?"

"He's in the tree." Jiang Sichen took Tang Cuo's hand and took a step back.

"On the tree?" Tang Cuo hesitated, then turned his gaze to the sturdy locust tree on the side.

Suddenly, he screamed in horror, then jumped up, grabbed Jiang Sichen's shoulders with both hands, and hung completely on him.

The young man in red was now hung on a tree in an extremely twisted posture, with blood flowing down his ankles onto the ground, dyeing the land red.

Tang Cuo buried his face in Jiang Sichen's arms, "Brother Jiang, are you dead...dead?"

"Brother Jiang is not dead, but... he is dead." Jiang Sichen took a few steps back while holding Tang Cuo, turned around, and faced the young man in red, blocking Tang Cuo's sight.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Jiang Sichen raised his hand and patted his back gently, comforting him.

After hearing his words, Tangcuo gradually came to his senses, then carefully jumped off him, and said a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I was a little rude just now."

"It's okay, I don't care." Jiang Sichen said in a gentle tone.

"Brother Jiang, can you tell how he died?"

"There are obvious marks of strangulation on his neck, and his limbs are hanging down. It seems that he was strangled to death, and then his limbs were broken and hung on the tree. However... the possibility of poisoning cannot be ruled out." When mentioning this, Jiang Sichen narrowed his eyes.

According to common sense, he did not arrange anyone to perform such a drama, so in this case, someone must have set a trap for him.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind him. Jiang Sichen put his arm around Tang Cuo's shoulders and spun him half a circle.

Several flying knives made of leaves leaped over where Tangcuo had just stood and stabbed straight into the tree stump in front of him.

The moment he landed, Tang Cuo seemed to have not yet recovered. He took a deep breath, looked back at the flying leaves on the tree stump, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Then, a man wearing a crying face mask slowly walked out from behind the tree and stood in front of the two.

The man held a long knife that shone with silver light. There were several rings hanging on the handle of the knife. When he swung it gently, it would make a "ding-dong" sound.

He fixed his eyes on Tang Cuo, seemingly not noticing Jiang Sichen who had turned his back. His tone was crazy and a bit playful, "Hey, two more people are here looking for death?"

Hearing his voice, Tangcuo swallowed unconsciously, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? I am the one who will send you to hell." The man grinned a few times, then turned the handle of the knife in his hand and made a gesture of accumulating force.

Hearing his words, Jiang Sichen turned around silently, raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

Seeing his face, the man froze in place. Even with the mask on, Tang Cuo could feel that his eyes seemed to have unconsciously widened several times, "Master, Master, Master...ah..."

The man was about to shout something when he was glared back at by the man, and he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Ah? Is there religious belief at this time?" Tang Cuo's eyes twitched, then he took a step back and hid behind Jiang Sichen.

"Who sent you here?" Tang Cuo pointed at him, his eyes narrowed, "I'm telling you... be careful, the person next to me is an expert."

Jiang Sichen listened to his words, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and then he winked at the man.

The man received the signal from Jiang Sichen and without hesitation, said, "Wait for me." Then he ran away anxiously.

Looking at his back as he ran in a mess, Tang Cuo was confused, "No, what's wrong with this guy?"

He curled his lips and pulled Jiang Sichen's clothes, "Since the murderer has escaped, let's rescue the people in the tree and then go back and tell them."

"Yeah." Jiang Sichen nodded, picked up a few stones on the ground, gathered his strength and threw them upwards, then broke the rope that was hanging the young man in red.

The young man's body hung down like a broken string, and then fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. Jiang Sichen raised his hand to cover Tang Cuo's eyes to prevent him from seeing what had just happened.

"Let's go back." Jiang Sichen said.

"Yeah." Tang Cuo nodded, and then walked into the ruined temple with him.

Before he even reached the temple door, Yu Feng walked out of the dilapidated temple. His eyes fell on the two of them and he curled the corners of his lips with interest.

Then he walked straight to Tangcuo and asked with concern, "How are you? Are you not hurt?"

Hearing his words, Tangcuo felt inexplicably strange, as if he had never met him before, but his tone was so familiar as if he was one of his own.

"Nothing." Tang Cuo said, "Master Yu, come out, is there something wrong?"

"People have three urgent things, but I am a little embarrassed." Yu Feng chuckled, "I wonder if you can let the person next to you go with me? After all, he is a martial arts expert, it will be safer for him to stay beside me."

"Uh..." What he said seemed to make sense. Tang Cuo tilted his head and looked at Jiang Sichen, "Why don't you accompany him..."

"Well, then you go in first and wait for me to come back."

"I know. You two should be careful too. I'm worried that the man just now might turn back." Tang Cuo had a worried look on his face.

"It's okay." As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Feng took Jiang Sichen and walked to the other side.

The night was dark, Jiang Sichen stared at Yu Feng with his dark eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Did you arrange Kui Ye?"

"Isn't this for your own good? How interesting." Yu Feng chuckled a few times, and then continued to ask, "Why? Could that boy be the one you've been waiting for? He does look good, but he's a little timid."

"Yu Feng, I warn you, don't set your sights on him, or you will die miserably."

"Hey, I was just joking with you. Why are you so fierce? Be careful or the little white rabbit will be scared away." Yu Feng leaned against the tree trunk.

"What else did you do?"

"What did you do? Let me think... I did a lot of things, but I don't want to tell you. However, they are interesting things." Yu Feng raised his eyes and glanced at him. "Anyway, it's all revenge, isn't it the same no matter who does it?"

"Don't overdo it."

"It's okay. If you go too far, just push me out. I don't care anyway."

“How many people will believe it?”

"That's none of my business. If you want them to believe it, it shouldn't be difficult." Yu Feng smiled, "Okay, time to go back, or your little white rabbit will be scared away."