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Jin Xiaolou was unable to move, she could only watch as Zhou Shuli held the candle and walked in circles around the house.

Since he could not find anyone, Zhou Shuli placed the candle on the shelf beside him. His expression was blank as he suddenly raised his head to look in Jin Xiaolou's direction.

Jin Xiaolou immediately became excited, and tried her best to blink her only moving eyelids, hoping that Zhou Shuli could see him.

Unexpectedly, the light in Zhou Shuli's eyes dimmed, and he took two steps forward before kneeling in front of Jin Xiaolou.

Jin Xiaolou was stunned, only then did she realise that there were two praying mats on the ground.

Only now did she realize that she was already in the Bogu Temple. From the looks of it, she should have been hidden in the statue of the Bodhisattva at the head of the hall.

"The benevolent Guan Shi Yin Bodhisattva, if you can hear my words, I hope you can show your true spirit and protect Huang Guizhi. I am willing to use my life to exchange for her being safe and sound."

Zhou Shuli knelt on the praying mat with his hands clasped together. After making his sincere wish, he bent down and kowtowed three times respectfully.

Before he could get up, the clamoring and crying of women could be heard from outside the hall.

The already swaying and decaying wooden door was kicked down by someone. A group of five armored soldiers broke through the door. From the looks of it, they were defeated soldiers who had been wandering around.

The war at the Wuli River was tight, and there were many defeats.

Some of the soldiers who were afraid of death would become deserters in order to preserve their lives. They would wander around with the rest of the deserters, often turning into bandits.

They killed and looted on the way, committing all sorts of crimes.

When the soldier at the front saw Zhou Shuli's scholarly look, he raised his sword and shouted fiercely: "Scram."

Zhou Shuli jumped in shock, the soldiers who managed to escape were all at the right time, it would be easy for them to kill and set fire to Yue Yang one day.

He couldn't afford to offend them.

Lowering his head, just as he was about to walk out, he bumped into a coward.

The man had no armor on, but he was holding a woman in his arms.

The woman rushed forward with her head facing outwards. Her waist was held by the head, and she was currently struggling with all her might.

Zhou Shuli did not even raise his head, to hear how familiar the woman's voice was. He raised his head in disbelief, and faced Gui Zhi with tears streaming down his face.

Thinking he was beaten before he was caught, Gui Qi's left cheek swelled up and was suffused with a dark green glow.

His eye sockets had also been ripped open as blood mixed with tears flowed down his face.

Zhou Shuli was startled, he was pained and angry, without even thinking, he raised his leg and kicked at the head. It was a pity that Zhou Shuli had always only danced with words and did not even use his hoe. Where did he get the strength from?

He turned his head and scolded Zhou Shuli in anger: "Damn it, I think you must be tired of living!"

With that said, he threw the osmanthus in his hand into the hall, and took out his blade from his waist, and was about to slash at Zhou Shuli.

Zhou Shuli was in dire straits as he rolled back and forth on the ground in a sorry state. He was barely cut by the blade and had only cut off a large part of his robe.

Gui Zhi was so shocked that his face turned pale. He stood up and grabbed onto the leg of his pants, begging, "Don't …" Please, don't hurt him! "

"Oh, oh." He looked at the weak scholar on the ground and then looked at the girl at his feet. He put away his saber and smiled with interest. "I was wondering how you could catch such a lively girl in such a chaotic battlefield. So you ran off here with this young man!"

"It's a pity that your husband is so pale. He won't be of any use!" When he finished, he chuckled and licked his lips, "Really …" "What do you mean, 'wild ducks' or 'wild ducks' or 'wild ducks' …"

"Bastard, you're the only one who doesn't recognize this word. Do you still miss poems?" All of the soldiers in the hall laughed as they sat next to the prayer mats, watching the show.

Gui Zhi saw that son of a bitch raise his head and look towards the palace, gritting his teeth, he pulled out the hairpin and pierced it fiercely towards his thigh. Hearing his scream, Gui Zhi immediately released his hand, jumped out to help Zhou Shuli up, and was about to run away.

The two of them held each other's hands tightly. They looked at each other and ran for their lives.

Before he could even run two steps, a long blade came flying from behind him, the blade hilt smashed onto Zhou Shuli's waist heavily.

Zhou Shuli's legs buckled as he fell to the ground.

Gui Zhi hurriedly squatted down and tried to pull him up, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't pull him up.

Gui Zhi's eyes became red with anxiety, and laid in front of Zhou Shuli, letting him lean on her back. However, Zhou Shuli pushed away the Gui Zhi with one hand: "Go! If I stay here, I'll just die! "

"If you want to die, die together." Gui Zhi's tears flowed again. This time, she wasn't afraid.

Behind him, the soldiers had already caught up with them. One in each hand, they picked up the two of them and carried them back into the hall.

The head of the boa pulled off the chaste, kicked the osmanthus branch flying, and heavily fell in front of the golden clay body of the Bodhisattva.

Inside the mud-sculpted golden body of the Bodhisattva, Jin Xiaolou was filled with terror upon seeing it.

Mudskipper limped over to Zhou Shuli, lifted Zhou Shuli's collar, and slapped him twice: "You want to go together? None at all! You want to die together? It's impossible for me to tell you! "

"Today, I am going to bash the mandarin duck until one of you dies, and both of you live a life worse than death!"

The toad picked up a rope from the side and tied Zhou Shuli to a pillar in the middle of the hall.

He then stopped Huang Guizhi and turned to ask: "Have you chosen? Which one of you is alive and which one of you is dead? "

"I'm going to die!" Zhou Shuli did not hesitate at all, "Let her go, let her live!"

"No!" Gui Zhi screamed at the top of his lungs.

Mudskipper smiled again, "I've thought about it. Dying is easier, but living is more difficult!"

With that, he raised his hand and with a poof, Gui Qi's clothes were torn off from his neck. His snow-white shoulders were exposed, and the sight of his white clothes causing one's heart to tremble.

Jin Xiaolou only felt hot blood rushing up her head, wishing that she could rush out and bite all of those people to death. She only shouted out fiercely, but her body was still imprisoned inside, and all she could do was to shatter her own heart.

"What are you all doing!" Zhou Shuli threw himself out with all his might, the ropes strangling his hands into blood-red marks, "I'll die! It's my death! Let her go! "

"Yeah, you're dead." "But before you die, I'll let you have a feast for your eyes!"

The soldiers' laughter filled the hall.

The veins on Zhou Shuli's forehead stood out: "You cowards, you don't dare to go up and kill the enemy, but instead turn around and kill your own compatriots!"

With a crisp smack, another soldier slapped Zhou Shuli hard once again.

Zhou Shuli spat out a mouthful of blood onto the soldier's face, opening his mouth, his white teeth were filled with a piercing red: "Escaping from the battle is treason and treason, burning and robbing is treachery, you disloyal rats, Bodhisattva can see everything clearly, he will not let you off!"

The soldier raised his eyebrows and grabbed Zhou Shuli by the collar: "If you dare speak nonsense again, I'll cut your tongue apart!"

Zhou Shuli opened his eyes, extended his head forward, and bit into the soldier's neck.

Fresh blood spurted out, covering Zhou Shuli's entire body, the soldier did not have time to react, and just wriggled twice and did not make a sound.

He raised his blade and walked towards Zhou Shuli.

Zhou Shuli saw that all the soldiers had surrounded him, and shouted: "Gui Qi, run!"

In the next moment, three long blades pierced into Zhou Shuli's chest at the same time.

The blood melted into his eyes and the entire world looked blood-red.

Through those soldiers whose faces were repulsive, through the dreamy candlelight, through the great hall that was less than three meters away, Zhou Shuli saw Gui Zhi leap out of the hall.

With a relieved smile, he finally let out a sigh of relief. This was also the last breath of his short life.

The scrawny man threw his saber aside and cursed in a low voice.

The two soldiers quickly ran out and caught Gui Zhi after a short while.

In the uninhabited wilderness, the troops were in chaos everywhere, how could Gui Zhi escape?

He grabbed her and threw her on the ground, then tugged on his belt, "Little girl, it's all because of you. My leg is broken, and I even broke a brother. Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

In the midst of the laughter of the soldiers, the head untied the ribbon of the osmanthus branch and was about to strip her of her undergarment.

Jin Xiaolou was in extreme grief. She suddenly trembled and the hemp core in her mouth actually spouted out, and a loud noise came from her throat.

Everyone in the hall was shocked. They looked around to make sure that no one else was around, before shifting their gazes to the Bodhisattva at the head of the hall.

He could still hear the scholar's words before his death.

Bodhisattva was watching.

His head was trembling, and someone among the soldiers beside him said hesitantly, "This …" This Bodhisattva can't have really appeared, right? "

"Shut up!" "I think the sky is about to brighten. Let's go somewhere else!"

With that said, Huang Guizhi carried Huang Guizhi who was lying on the ground and walked out with a limp.

Just as Jin Xiaolou was about to shout to stop him, she suddenly felt a chill on her neck and an ice-cold voice came from her side: "Don't move."

With that, he picked up the cores and stuffed it back into Jin Xiaolou's mouth.

Jin Xiaolou's hairs stood on end, she did not expect that there would always be someone else by her side.

He wanted to see who the person beside him was, but he couldn't even move his head.

He could only watch as the group of people walked further and further away from him.

The person beside him sneered, and then fell into a long silence.

Jin Xiaolou's state of mind could not be calmed no matter what. She only opened her eyes and watched the sky slowly brighten as the sun figure passed through the broken windows of the hall and cast down the light halo.

It shone on Zhou Shuli's cold and stiff body, shining on the congealed brownish-red blood.

After a long time, the clattering of horses' hooves could be heard approaching.

The person beside him finally spoke again, "The fish I want to catch has caught the hook."

With that, he leapt up, and felt that there was nothing left to the side, in the blink of an eye, a figure had appeared within the great hall.

He wore a jade colored robe, and had a fox fur coat draped over his back to Jin Xiaolou.

In front of him, a red stallion crossed the gate of Bogu Temple and came to the front of the temple.

On the horse was the elegant and graceful Gao Lang.

"You really aren't stupid." The man who had her back towards Jin Xiaolou said softly. Her tone was extremely light, as if she had already expected this.

Gao Lang straightened his horse, and looked down at him condescendingly: "Where is he?"

The man avoided answering and continued, "When you were five years old, you already knew that you could only live by pretending to be stupid. Now you are not stupid, so naturally you can't continue to live."