nycdaug Chapter 235 Mutual Support
Chapter 235 Mutual Support
The darkness lasted for a while, and then some torches were flickering from the east side and the middle, rushing towards there.
The lights came back on.
I don’t know whether Gui Fang and his men succeeded or not, but according to the plan we must make preparations with Hong Ying and the others.
The two shadow guards who had been standing quietly in the house just now drew their swords silently and guarded a window each.
Hong Ying and another female shadow guard stood guarding the door, one on each side. They said to me, "Girl, I wonder if they can shake off the pursuers. Find a safe place and get ready."
I secretly held the dagger that Guifang handed to me at my waist and walked to a corner where I could see outside through the window.
I felt like the atmosphere in the room had solidified into a piece of hard iron, and even my breathing was heavy.
Finally, there was a sound of quick and hurried footsteps outside.
I hurriedly looked out the window, but unfortunately I didn't see Gui Fangduan and his men. Instead, I saw the masked people who had transported Tushan Jing away in Tushan Mansion that day not far away.
They didn't notice the people inside the house, and shouted from a distance: "You can't get away! If you know what's good for you, hand him over quickly, and maybe you can save your life!"
The footsteps from before were getting closer, but they were lingering and not entering the door. I had an idea, squatted down, took out the puppet box, and released the puppet.
As soon as he opened his eyes, I covered his mouth and whispered "hush" in his ear. He was very obedient and after I let him go, he quietly got up and squatted at my feet.
The footsteps outside spread out, seemingly splitting into two teams.
Then, a bright light cut through the darkness.
"Master Duan?! Why are you here?" The masked man's voice sounded again.
"It's me. My third uncle asked me to come here as he has other arrangements. You guys go back first." Gui Fangduan's voice was panting, not as full of energy as usual.
“But—” The masked man hesitated for a moment, then let out a scream.
I took this opportunity to quickly move to the door and looked out through the crack.
A masked man was lying on the ground, holding a bloodstained sword, fighting with another man. There were two shadow guards beside him, each fighting with the masked man.
With the flickering light of spiritual power, I saw a shadow guard supporting Tu Shanjing, leaning against a stone lion not far from our room.
My heart was like a thunderbolt struck in the dark night.
My hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and my heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest. I turned around and whispered to them, "Outside! Quickly replace him with a puppet!"
Hong Ying nodded, opened the door, and rushed to where Tu Shanjing was with the female shadow guard, while the other two male shadow guards jumped out of the window and ran towards Gui Fangduan and the others.
For a moment, the masked men's attention was attracted by the two of them, and they did not notice that Hong Ying and the others carried Tu Shanjing in from the other side.
I hurriedly helped him take off his tattered clothes to put on the puppet.
When he took off his coat, a blood-stained sachet fell from his waist.
I looked down and couldn't help biting my lips tightly.
There was a crude cross embroidered on the sachet. It was the one I gave him and he carried it with him as a talisman.
I didn't have time to cry. I picked up the sachet and stuffed it into my sleeve, then put clothes on the puppet.
The puppet ruffled his hair and smeared some of Tu Shanjing's blood on his face.
At this time, a familiar voice came from outside: "Aduan, you have made it! You actually helped outsiders to ruin your own business! You too, why are you entangled with him? Hurry up and catch the real culprit!"
It was his third uncle who came.
Gui Fangduan remained silent, probably because he had no time to talk in the fierce battle.
Hong Ying secretly made a gesture to me, indicating that they should lead the masked man away.
I understood and nodded.
Then she pulled the puppet and rushed out of the room with the female shadow guard.
I closed the door silently and listened to my third uncle cursing outside as a group of people chased after them and shouted.
As I watched the silhouette of Tu Shanjing lying on the ground in the darkness, I prayed silently that the group would not leave and would turn back.
After a while, it became completely quiet outside, with only the whistling wind.
The people here seemed to be extremely frightened. No one turned on the lights, and no one came out to check what was going on.
I groped my way to him and felt his cool, smooth hand.
The hands were still familiar to me, but with new wounds on them. I gritted my teeth and carried him on my back. He was originally slender, but now he was just a bag of bones. I could actually carry him by myself.
I pushed the door open and walked out. I had to take him to the City God Temple.
Step by step, carrying all my hopes and wishes, I walked out of the alley and headed towards the City God Temple in the west of the city.
His blood flowed to my neck and slid down my neck into my clothes.
I wanted to apply medicine to him, but was afraid it would be too dangerous outside, so I anxiously carried him to the City God Temple.
The City God Temple was dilapidated and empty, and it was obvious that the contact person had not arrived yet.
As soon as I entered the door, a drop of water hit my face.
A sudden downpour of rain came crashing down upon us through the leaking roof.
I was concerned about his injuries, so I quickly took off my coat and wrapped him up, but the raindrops continued to fall in lines.
I was afraid that his wound would get wet, so I had to lie over him carefully, hoping to shield him from the rain at least.
Lightning flashed, illuminating his face.
The rumble of thunder drowned out my screams.
His face was covered with wounds, some deep enough to expose the bone, with hideous bloodstains around the edges.
His eyes were tightly closed, and two streams of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
While I was shielding him from the rain, I fumbled around in my bosom for the medicine that Guifang had handed me and poured it all over his face and body.
I dared not move my eyes, and countless thoughts flashed through my mind: How could his eyes be hurt?! How could it be different from what I knew?!
Suddenly he moved his mouth slightly and murmured hoarsely: "Water..."
I didn't bring any food or water. At that moment, I felt like a poor mother, facing her hungry baby, feeling helpless.
Suddenly, I turned my gaze to the offering table.
There were cakes and holy water offered there, and the materials used to make the statues were probably of higher quality, as the roof was not broken, making it the only dry place in the temple.
I carried him over, placed him gently on the ground, and reached out to take the offerings.
Another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the statue seemed particularly lifelike, as if it was staring at me.
The rumbling thunder seemed to be rolling past my ears.
For an instant, I was stunned by the statue. I prostrated myself on the ground and kowtowed three times.
I cried and said, "Lord City God, I really have no choice but to offend you. Please forgive me. If you want to punish him, please don't punish him. Punish me instead. Please keep him healthy."
After saying that, I wiped my tears, bowed to it again, reached out to take the holy water cup, and handed it to Tu Shanjing's mouth.
Water flowed from the corners of his lips and he couldn't drink it.
I took a sip of water, carefully avoiding his wounds, and held his face to feed him. His throat rolled, and he swallowed slowly and groaned.