Chapter 98

"Er Lang?"

Yang Shouwen's voice sounded in Gai Jiayun's ear, rousing him from his reverie.

Lifting his head, Gai Jiayun looked at Yang Shouwen. Yang Shouwen's gaze was clear, but for some reason, Gai Jiayun felt a chill.

"Er Lang, are you willing to help me?" Yang Shouwen asked again.

A fine drizzle fell silently.

The autumn rain was particularly cold, seeping into his neck as if it were penetrating his bones.

"Er Lang, when you can make a decision, just make it."

Before he left, Gai Laojun had whispered this to Gai Jiayun. He hadn't fully understood it before, but at this moment, he seemed to get it!

Gai Laojun had already realized that Yang Shouwen was about to explode!

"Thank you for your trust, Da Lang. If I were to refuse, how could I face your trust?"

For some reason, Gai Jiayun steeled his heart, gritted his teeth, and blurted it out.

A warmth appeared in Yang Shouwen's eyes.

Although his gaze was already clear, it no longer felt so cold and chilling.

"By the way, there's one more thing. Please tell Laojun that among the bandits, there is a Khitan expert with astonishing archery skills. Even Ji Da couldn't capture him. Please be extra cautious, so as not to alert them, or you might suffer the consequences. In short, don't underestimate him."

Even Ji Da couldn't capture him?

Gai Jiayun was startled, his expression turning serious.

"Da Lang, rest assured. I will return and pass your words to Father."

"Also!"

More instructions?

Gai Jiayun was a bit dazed, not knowing what to say.

"For the time being, stay with the militia and try to get close to the team leader, Liang Yun. You don't need to do anything, just stay by his side. I will tell you what to do when the time comes. After this matter is resolved, I will give you an explanation."

Just get close to Liang Yun?

Gai Jiayun thought about it and didn't feel it would be too difficult.

He originally belonged to Zhu Cheng's squad, and now that Zhu Cheng had been transferred to the station guards, the squad was in a bit of a mess. He could find a way to move around and join Liang Yun's squad, which wouldn't be hard for him. After all, many of the militia and guards had connections with Laojun's inn. Moving within the squad wouldn't be difficult for Gai Jiayun.

After sending Gai Jiayun away, it was almost midnight.

At this moment, the entire Changping County was in an uproar, with the militia and the fast-capturing team mobilized to search for the murderer.

As a guard, Gai Jiayun had some conveniences.

At least he wouldn't encounter too much trouble walking on the streets.

After all, he was supposed to participate in the search, and he had a night patrol badge, so even if he encountered other guards, it wouldn't be a problem.

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The gate of the Yang residence was tightly closed, and the courtyard was silent.

Yang Chenglie had been taken back to his bedroom, where Lady Song was taking care of him.

As for Lady Yang, she was sleeping in a room with two young maids. The assassination attempt on Yang Chenglie had made everyone in the family tense, so they didn't dare let the two young maids sleep alone. They probably wouldn't dare to sleep alone either.

Old Hu and Abusi Ji Da were guarding the front courtyard, accompanied by Bodhi.

Yang Shouwen sat cross-legged on the porch in front of the moon gate, his entire body enveloped in a shadow. It was hard to notice his presence unless one looked closely. Behind him, four small mastiffs lay on the porch, vigilantly watching the surroundings.

The tense atmosphere of the night had even been sensed by the puppies.

Moreover, since their mother, Bodhi, wasn't in the back courtyard tonight, they felt something was different.

Lu Yongcheng!

Yang Shouwen kept repeating this name in his mind.

The unnamed corpse at the foot of Hu Valley Mountain, the oil paper package in the tree hole of Little Maitreya Temple, the night raiders at the county office, the sudden disappearance of Wang He, the eager Lu Yongcheng, the map, and the tragic death of Lüzhu in Guguzhu...

In the short month since he regained consciousness, so many things had happened.

Scenes kept flashing through Yang Shouwen's mind, and he could vaguely sense that there was some connection between them.

But, there was still a thread.

A thread that connected all these events.

Yang Shouwen felt that he had overlooked something... Yes, the oil paper package! Thinking of this, he reached into his bag to retrieve the oil paper package. But at that moment, the four puppies behind him stood up in unison and began to growl at the back wall. The four young Turkic mastiffs hadn't grown up yet, so their growls were still a bit immature. But even so, it was enough to draw Yang Shouwen's attention...

He reached out and grabbed the tiger-swallowing spear.

The cold spear shaft in his hand instantly calmed him down.

Could it be that Lu Yongcheng wasn't willing to give up? Was he trying to eliminate all traces? Or did he have another purpose?

The night rain was misty, and it was pitch black.

Two figures suddenly appeared on the wall. They paused for a moment on the wall before leaping into the courtyard.

The moment the two figures jumped into the courtyard, two pitch-black iron balls flew out from the shadows.

The leader's feet had just touched the ground when he drew his sword.

A flash of sword light, and two clinks were heard. In the darkness, he accurately split the iron balls with his sword.

However, before he could speak, a black shadow darted toward them.

Yang Shouwen didn't say a word, just thrust his spear forward.

The one who landed second drew his sword to meet the attack. A clang was heard as the spear and sword clashed, and the man felt his hand burning. He couldn't hold onto his sword, which fell to the ground, his hand bleeding profusely, the tiger's mouth split open.

"Please don't attack, we have no ill intentions."

The man who split the iron balls slid in front of his companion.

However, Yang Shouwen didn't pay attention to what he said. He crouched down, and his spear shot out like a venomous snake, so fast that only a blur was seen. The man raised his sword to block, and the spear and sword clashed again, causing Yang Shouwen to pause.

The man's sword carried a strange force, easily neutralizing Yang Shouwen's fierce attack.

However, he wasn't surprised.

The assassins who attacked Yang Chenglie that night had already shown that they were not simple bandits. Having a couple of skilled fighters wasn't unusual. After pausing for a moment, he let out a light shout and began to wield his spear again.

With his hands as the center, the spear seemed to come to life, drawing one strange arc after another.

In an instant, the spear shadows enveloped the man. Seeing this, he knew he couldn't take it lightly.

His long sword flickered, drawing arcs of sword light.

The spear shadows and sword light flashed in the courtyard, but no sound was heard.

Seeing this, his companion quickly picked up the fallen sword. Just as he was about to charge forward, a warning instinct suddenly arose in his mind. He shivered and took a few steps back, turning to look.

On the porch, a large mastiff stood, its green eyes radiating a cold, sinister light.

Beside the mastiff stood a young man. He stood straight, his spear pointing at them...

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