There is a god in the sky

Chapter 154 Split Operation 7

The convoy moved forward slowly, but encountered a roadblock fifty miles from Bianjing.

A huge rock lies across the middle, and many pedestrians are climbing it.

Suddenly, an arrow shot down the pedestrian who had climbed the boulder.

The man screamed and fell to the ground, falling silent within moments.

"Stop! Stop!" Boss Yang's voice echoed throughout the convoy.

The other three owners surrounded them and asked, "What's going on? We're about to enter the capital, who's so bold as to kill someone here?"

Such a thing should not happen under the emperor's nose.

"Did you see where the arrow came from?" Shen Lan asked as she climbed out of the carriage.

Xiao Ji nodded and pointed to the right front, saying, "Over there by the rocks, it seems someone is waiting for us on the other side."

"This is incredibly audacious. Should we wait for Marquis Pingyang?"

Xiao Ji jumped off the carriage and said in a low voice, "I might not be able to wait."

As soon as he finished speaking, a row of men in black stood atop the boulder, coldly watching the passersby.

Boss Yang and his men quickly moved behind the carriage and peered out at them.

"Where did these bandits come from? They dare to block the road and kill people in broad daylight!" a scholar shouted indignantly.

He was met with a cold arrow.

However, the arrow missed its target, and Shen Lan quickly pulled the scholar over.

"Shut up if you don't want to die!" Shen Lan snapped at him.

Although this scholar was bold, he was also somewhat out of touch with reality.

"They...they...have they no justice left?"

Shen Lan didn't reason with him and pushed him to the middle of the line. Seeing this, the other pedestrians also retreated to the back.

Nobody wants to be the first to stick their neck out.

In this way, their convoy became the most conspicuous presence.

Mr. Yang asked tremblingly, "Heroes and valiant men, we are just ordinary people coming to the capital to make a living. If you want toll money, we can raise some. Please do not harm us."

"Kill!" A cold, stern command rang out, and more than a dozen men in black leaped down from the rocks, drawing their swords and charging towards them.

"Hero, spare my life..." Boss Yang retreated while shouting for his guards to come forward and block him.

Their caravan paid more than a dozen martial arts heroes to escort them.

But these people usually only spar with street thugs or bandits; when faced with a real killer, they are powerless to resist.

People are afraid of death. The guards knew they were no match for the enemy as soon as they faced them, and immediately turned tail and ran.

Shen Lan didn't dare say she could fight against more than a dozen assassins, but she couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

Because Xiao Ji had already rushed ahead.

With her leader setting an example, she had no reason to back down.

She picked up the scattered knife from the ground and slashed at the enemies surrounding Xiao Ji.

"You deliberately left the group to wait for these assassins to appear, didn't you? Aren't you afraid of dying here?"

Shen Lan and Xiao Ji fought back to back, their breathing gradually becoming rapid.

“They must already know the item isn’t in the accompanying cargo, so they’ll definitely choose this place for their final blow.”

Shen Lan saw a man in black sneak up to the carriage and cleave a box open with a knife.

It was filled with bolts of cloth, not what they were looking for.

"This is their last chance." After this, both their side and Sui Feng's team will be safe.

"They don't seem to dare kill you." As Shen Lan continued fighting, she realized that the other side didn't dare to kill them.

Judging from the swiftness with which they killed her, she thought she would face a near-death experience today.

It seems they are wary of Xiao Ji's identity.

In their eyes, the death of ordinary people is nothing more than death.

What an irony.

Shen Lan was filled with murderous intent and killed three people while they were searching the carriage.

But she forgot that there was an archer lurking in the shadows who had not yet shown himself.

Shen Lan was aware of the arrow coming from behind.

But her opponent became ruthless, using a knife to subdue her, rendering her unable to move for a time.

"Swoosh!" The sound of an arrow piercing flesh was accompanied by a muffled groan.

Shen Lan felt the warmth behind her and the weight pressing down on her, and was greatly alarmed.

She kicked her opponent away, turned around and hugged Xiao Ji, and saw an arrow stuck in his back.

The assassins had already finished inspecting the convoy and, seeing that Xiao Ji had been shot, hurriedly retreated.

If Xiao Ji dies here, the Xiao family will not let it go, and the Emperor will definitely conduct a thorough investigation.

The master instructed that Xiao Ji must not be allowed to die at their hands under any circumstances, otherwise there would be endless trouble later.

Before they could retreat, a hail of arrows rained down from behind.

The man in black was blocked by the boulder and instantly became a victim of arrows.

The sound of horses' hooves grew louder as they approached.

A group of guards from the Marquis's residence quickly passed them, examined the corpses on the ground, and found one person who was still breathing. They immediately tied him up.

"My lord!" Shen Lan threw down her weapon and carried Xiao Ji to the carriage beside her.

Only after seeing the assassin escape did Boss Yang and his men dare to emerge from the roadside bushes.

However, not knowing whether the soldiers who arrived later were good or bad, they dared not make any major moves.

A fast horse galloped up to Shen Lan's side, and Fu Qingyan jumped off the horse.

"Miss Shen, what happened to my cousin?"

Shen Lan made Xiao Ji lie face down on the carriage, tore open the clothes on his back, and checked his wounds.

The blood that flowed out was bright red; thankfully, it wasn't poisonous.

She turned around and said, "Young Master Fu, I need to remove the sword from the master. Please come up and help hold him down."

Without saying a word, Fu Qingyan climbed onto the carriage and sat down next to Xiao Ji.

Shen Lan took out the knife and medicine she needed from the toolbox and asked Fu Qingyan, "Young Master Fu, do you have a fire?"

Fu Qingyan shook his head, and reached in through the window, handing over a tinderbox.

Shen Lan didn't see the person outside and reached out to take it.

She blew on the tinderbox and heated the knife over the fire.

She handed the handkerchief she carried with her to Xiao Ji, "My lord, it will hurt a lot. It will be safer to bite on the handkerchief."

Xiao Ji cooperated by biting down on the handkerchief, then felt a cool touch on the wound on his back.

Before he could fully process it, a dull pain came, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Fu Qingyan felt pain just looking at him. While pressing on Xiao Ji, he asked the person outside the carriage, "Father, did you bring any wound medicine?"

A porcelain bottle was thrown in.

Shen Lan knew that their medicine was definitely better than hers, so she switched to her own medicine.

Disinfecting the wound is another form of torture.

By the time Shen Lan finished treating his wounds, Xiao Ji had already fainted from the pain.

Fortunately, the bleeding stopped quickly, and as long as there is no infection, there will be no danger to his life.

She wiped the blood off her hands with gauze, jumped off the carriage, and faced a tall, strong horse.

The horse breathed on her.

Shen Lan took a step back and bowed to the person on horseback.

"Thank you for the medicine, Your Excellency."

Marquis Pingyang looked at her with curiosity.

Fu Qingyan stuck his head out of the car window and introduced, "Father, Miss Shen is a coroner hired by my cousin. She is also very skilled in medicine and is my savior."

Marquis Pingyang didn't take the savior seriously; instead, he was curious about her identity as a coroner.