On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1937 Give You a Guard

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe invited the servants who came to escort the prisoners to have dinner together.

The servant swallowed his saliva and sat down because he couldn't refuse the hospitality.

When the wine enters the intestines and the food enters the stomach, the chatterbox is only half opened.

The servants also had some stories about how Liu Da had disappeared and many people in the mansion had gone out to look for him.

"You two don't know, but the Water God has already predicted that Steward Liu...will suffer a great disaster this year, a bloody disaster! This time, I'm afraid..."

He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was clear.

Yan Ruyu's heart trembled slightly, and she lowered her voice to agree with him: "Water God?"

The servant was surprised: "Why? You two don't know?"

"We are not locals and are new here," Yan Ruyu explained.

The servant nodded. "I see. The greatest deity in Rongzhou is the Water God. He is extremely powerful. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, my master leads the entire city in offering sacrifices."

"Twice a month?" Huo Changhe was puzzled. "I've never heard of a deity that needed sacrifices so frequently."

"Can our water goddess be like the others?" the servant said with a touch of pride. "She protects the safety of Rongzhou and ensures good weather and good harvests."

Yan Ruyu thought to herself, you are lying with your eyes open. Rongzhou has become like this, and yet it is still safe and prosperous.

After pouring a glass of wine for the servant, Yan Ruyu asked again, "What kind of god is the Water God? I mean, his appearance and figure. Is he particularly majestic?"

The servant smiled and waved his hands: "You don't know, the water god is a woman."

Yan Ruyu's mind suddenly flashed with the image of the statue she saw in the dark room, a statue that looked 70% like her.

"What does she look like?" Huo Changhe couldn't help but ask.

The servant took a sip of wine and glanced at the two of them.

Yan Ruyu was inexplicably nervous, and Huo Changhe clenched his hands into fists under the table.

The servant laughed and said, "You ask me? I don't know either."

Huo Changhe was furious, but he couldn't let it out. He suppressed his anger and said, "Didn't you say that the sacrifice would be held twice a month?"

"It's two sacrifices, no, it's once now," the servant raised a finger, "once on the fifteenth."

"During sacrifices, the Water God's appearance is not revealed. We are just common people, how can we be worthy of looking upon the Water God's face?"

Yan Ruyu asked, "Where is the Water God Temple?"

The servant burped and said, "Water God Temple? No, no, the Water God doesn't have a temple."

"She is everywhere, how could her true form be locked up in a small temple?"

Huo Changhe was about to lose control of his anger, and Yan Ruyu put her hand on his shoulder.

"Then how do you perform the sacrifice?"

"Well, Mr. Bai will calculate in advance which direction is most conducive to the sacrifice on that day, and then set it there."

When Yan Ruyu heard the name "Mr. Bai", she couldn't help but think of "Mr. Mo". Could there be any connection between the two?

"Who is Mr. Bai? Where does he live?" Yan Ruyu smiled faintly. "With such great abilities, I wonder if you could tell my fortune?"

The servant waved his hand: "Don't even think about it. Mr. Bai only sees the master. People like us... have no chance at all."

It seems that this servant knows very little.

He asked a few more questions and tried to answer all the questions that could be answered.

Before the servant left, he said mysteriously, "If you have friends with good skills, you can introduce them to the mansion. The master really wants someone with good skills, like Zhou Lie."

He was a little drunk and said, "I forgot. You are just passing through. How can you be my friend?"

He staggered away.

Yan Ruyu's eyes flashed with cunning: "Who said we don't have one? Since he wants it, let's give it to him."

It rained that night, and Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu wanted to check other courtyards to find the whereabouts of those women.

But Huo Changhe soon discovered that because of the "assassin", Liu Balang also strengthened the defense of the mansion.

In addition to the rain, Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu did not take any action for the time being.

The next morning, the cobblestone road was shining from the rain. When Liu Balang opened the curtain of the carriage, he saw white mist rising from the wonton stall on the corner of the street.

"Master, we'll be at the Governor's Mansion soon."

Liu Balang hummed, and was about to lower the curtains when he caught a glimpse of two dark figures darting out from the alleyway. They were extremely fast, and with a flash of cold light in their hands, they were actually holding two short knives.

"There's an assassin!" The guard shouted and drew his sword to meet the assassin.

The two assassins were agile and their figures were as elusive as ghosts, and their daggers drew deadly arcs in the morning light.

Liu Balang's men looked a little embarrassed in front of the two men, and two of them were scratched in just a few moments.

Liu Balang sat upright in the carriage, his face filled with shock and anger. He knew that someone wanted him dead, but these were all private matters. This was the first time he had been assassinated in broad daylight.

Liu Balang was furious when he thought about the failed assassination attempt yesterday and the repeated one today.

I also hate my subordinates for not living up to their expectations!

Seeing an assassin coming towards him with a knife in his hand, Liu Balang was shocked.

At this moment, a gray figure appeared out of thin air, blocking the assassin's way. It was a man who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a washed-out shorts and holding an ordinary steel knife.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, the leading assassin's dagger was precisely blocked. The force was so great that the assassin's palm went numb and the dagger almost slipped out of his hand.

"Where did you come from, you wild dog? How dare you meddle in our business?" Another assassin shouted angrily and stabbed the gray-clothed man in the back with his knife.

The gray-clad man, as if he had eyes on his back, calmly turned sideways and swept across. With a crisp "crack," the assassin's wrist twisted at an odd angle, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

In a flash, the situation had reversed. The steel blade in the gray-clad man's hand seemed to come alive, sometimes spitting out its tongue like a spirited snake, sometimes swooping down like a tiger, each strike targeting the assassin's weak spots. After just a dozen rounds, the two assassins were already in a state of disarray, their bodies covered in numerous wounds.

"Retreat!" The leading assassin shouted when he saw the situation was not good, and the two of them covered each other and tried to escape.

The man in gray did not chase after him, but just stood there quietly, pointing the iron ruler at the ground, looking coldly in the direction where the assassin disappeared.

Liu Balang calmed himself down, quickly got out of the car, and looked at the man in gray.

The more Liu Balang looked at this figure and skills, the more he liked them.

He cleared his throat and said, "Thank you for your help, brave man. What's your name?"

The man in gray turned around and saluted the carriage: "I am Sun Qing."

Liu Balang's gaze fell on Sun Qing, with a hint of inquiry: "Just now I saw the warrior's extraordinary moves, which really made me astonished. I wonder where the warrior is from and who taught him?"

Sun Qing's face was expressionless, and his tone was flat: "I've been wandering around the world, without a fixed place. I came to Rongzhou at the invitation of a friend. I know a little bit of Kung Fu, but I can't say I'm a disciple."