Chapter 195: I Need To Clear Out All These Things First
Lin Xin looked around left and right, discovering that this place was actually quite remote, and it wasn’t a place she was familiar with at all. It seemed the carriage driver must have a problem.
The people blocking the way ahead were probably ordinary folks who had taken money, and by now they had mostly dispersed, so quickly that Lin Xin even suspected they had gathered just to collect the money for blocking the road—now that they had the money, the people scattered.
Mo Ziyuan suddenly flicked his hand and threw the teacup on the table. Only two sounds were heard—”pa” and “ah~”—the porcelain shattering and a terrified scream rising almost simultaneously.
Lin Xin raised an eyebrow, lifted the carriage curtain to look, and saw that it was the driver who was howling. While howling, he was using all his strength to try to rescue his sleeve, which was stuck between the carriage shaft and the porcelain shards. At this moment, though his mouth kept making noise, his hand movements were not sloppy at all, showing he had received specialized training—he was just a bit stupid.
Thinking of this, Lin Xin stepped forward, took out a small dagger from her space, and with a light slice freed the driver’s sleeve from the carriage shaft. Before the driver could show his grateful little gaze, his throat was pressed by the small knife that had just cut the sleeve.
“Tell me, whose man are you?”
“This little one… this little one is the Duke’s Mansion’s car, carriage driver…” The driver stiffened his neck, not daring to move an inch, even speaking in a very small voice, afraid that any bigger movement would make him bleed.
“Not bad, your mouth is pretty tough. I like mouths that are this tough.” Lin Xin smiled and put away the dagger, spun two flourishes with it in her hand, then swung it out like lightning. The driver only felt a chill on his lips; when he touched it with his hand, it was full of blood.
“Ah~” He covered his lips in terror, his eyes wide open staring at Lin Xin.
“I’ll ask again, whose man are you exactly?”
“I… I am… Madam sent me.” Once he discovered his mouth wasn’t as tough as the dagger, the driver sold out his master unusually smoothly.
“Oh? Then those people were also sent by her!” Lin Xin thumbed backward.
The driver hesitated, nodded, then shook his head.
“Speak clearly. What do you mean by nodding and shaking your head?”
“Madam only told me to bring you here; she didn’t say anything about the rest.”
Having learned what she wanted, Lin Xin had no interest in asking further. She kicked the driver cleanly off the horse carriage and went back inside the carriage herself.
At this point, Mo Ziyuan was almost exploding with rage. He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes nearly red enough to bleed. His angry roar echoed in the carriage: “Qi Shi, you truly deserve to die!”
Without the driver, the horse carriage naturally couldn’t go. Several clear oil carriages from behind caught up one after another, surrounding them in the middle.
The atmosphere outside was unilaterally tense. Inside the carriage, Lin Xin and Mo Ziyuan chatted idly: “Hey, do you think this is aimed at me or at you?”
“Who knows,” Mo Ziyuan pursed his lips. “Can’t it be they want to kill two birds with one stone?”
“Reasonable.”
They didn’t deliberately lower their voices while speaking, so the people in the clear oil carriages heard everything they just said.
Soon they reacted. The carriage curtains were lifted one by one, and dozens of people wearing black short outfits and black cloths over their faces came down one after another.
“I’m just puzzled—dressed so black in broad daylight, are you afraid no one will discover you?” Lin Xin asked curiously.
However, they automatically interpreted her words as provocation, so they waved their various weapons and surrounded the carriage.
Lin Xin and Mo Ziyuan jumped down from the horse carriage one after the other, standing back-to-back facing the encirclement formed by dozens of men in black, dozens of times their number.
The standoff didn’t last long. With the leader’s shout of “Attack,” the men in black swarmed toward the two of them.
Lin Xin and Mo Ziyuan swung their swords in unison to counter. After a few exchanges, Lin Xin was startled—these people’s kung fu was actually quite ordinary, but their coordination was perfect, putting considerable pressure on her. She figured Mo Ziyuan was feeling the same; for the moment, killing them off wasn’t feasible.
In the end, Lin Xin and Mo Ziyuan took wounds on their arms and ribs to take down all the men in black. This time, neither intended to leave any alive. With great tacit understanding, they split left and right to clear the field, solidly stabbing two sword strikes into the chest of every man in black lying on the ground, ensuring none escaped.
“Xin’er, can your Sleeve Universe hold dead people?” Mo Ziyuan asked with a headache, looking at the messy corpses all over the ground.
“It can, but you better think it through—there’s still quite a bit of food inside!”
“Hey, just pack them up. I’m not afraid.” Mo Ziyuan’s tone was extremely bold.
Lin Xin rolled her eyes in annoyance but ultimately waved her hand and packed them all in.
On the way back, Mo Ziyuan took over driving the carriage, with Lin Xin sitting on the carriage shaft chatting with him. “What do you want these dead people for?”
“Of course to send them back! How about it? Interested in strolling around the Duke’s Mansion with me tonight and making a fortune on the side?” Mo Ziyuan’s words were extremely tempting to Lin Xin, whether the early invitation to watch the fun or the later plan to take her to get rich.
“Let’s go! How could I miss something this big!”
“Alright then, let’s grab lunch first, rest at your place for a bit, and head out when it’s dark.”
“Good.” Lin Xin didn’t object to the plan, because she found the Capital City wasn’t entirely without merits—at least the food here was very delicious.
After it was completely dark, Lin Xin sneaked over her own courtyard wall from the designated spot, met up with Mo Ziyuan waiting outside, and the two unleashed their lightness skill, flying toward the Dingguo Duke’s Mansion.
“Which one do we do first?” Lin Xin asked excitedly.
“How much space do you have left in your universe?” Mo Ziyuan asked her in return.
“A ton! You can pack whatever you want, but why not send the dead people over first?”
“What else! One, afraid Qi Shi might wake up at night and alert the guards here; two, afraid there won’t be enough time later to use your universe!” Mo Ziyuan casually knocked Lin Xin on the forehead.
“No problem, there’s still plenty of space inside! Where are we going first?” After following Mo Ziyuan onto an extremely secluded path, Lin Xin asked.
“When my mother married my father, she brought a ten-li dowry. After she passed, my father kept these things, probably looted quite a bit by Qi Shi. I need to clear out the stuff here first.”
As they spoke, they arrived at a somewhat dilapidated courtyard. Mo Ziyuan led Lin Xin familiarly to the main house, pushed open the mottled heavy wooden door, and a smell of dust hit them in the face.
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