Water Margin: I am Zhu Biao

Midnight, in the front courtyard of Qingliang Temple.

"Heh~ Heh~"

On the snow, splattered with blood, lay corpses strewn about, with only Zhu Biao standing there, gun in hand, panting heavily.

There were a total of seventeen people, and he had finished them off one by one, confirming that none of them were alive.

Meow~

At the corner of the main hall, Pang Qiutang hurriedly let out a meow, mimicking a cat.

"Come out!"

Zhu Biao was trembling all over, his throat was dry, and he could no longer meow like a cat, so he just gave a muffled reply.

"Third Brother, are you alright? Are you injured?"

Pang Qiutang rushed over, grabbed his arm, looked him up and down, and even reached out to touch him without any regard for propriety.

Zhu Biao quickly pressed her hand down.

"Don't worry, I'm not hurt."

Upon hearing this, Pang Qiutang immediately breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Oh, oh, that's good then, Third Brother, let me help you inside to rest for a bit."

"Ha!" Zhu Biao gave a bitter smile.

"Take a break? The matter isn't over yet."

"what?"

Before Pang Qiutang could react immediately, Zhu Biao pulled out a blood-stained bronze waist tag and waved it in front of her.

The words "Imperial City Commander" are prominently engraved on the bronze plaque.

"These guys aren't thieves, but rather the henchmen of that crazy little brat Liang Siqi. She herself probably came along too, and is currently hiding somewhere."

Taking a breath, he continued:

"We killed the people from the Imperial City Guard, which is a serious crime of rebellion. If that crazy woman escapes to a prefecture or county, we might even be able to mobilize a large army to surround and suppress her."

"snort!"

Pang Qiutang's expression hardened, and he vigorously shook the horsebow in his hand.

"With such a heavy snowstorm, she can't escape! Third Brother, you rest, I'll go and kill this scourge."

At this moment, Zhu Biao's body stopped trembling, and he raised his hand to pat Pang Qiutang on the back.

"I'll go, you go and bandage your hand quickly."

Her rapid-fire arrows were incredibly powerful, but they came at a price. At this moment, her right middle and index fingers were scratched by the bowstring and were covered in blood.

A moment later, on the dirt road in front of the Taoist temple, Zhu Biao stared in astonishment at Liang Siqi, who was all alone.

He didn't even need to look for her; this little vixen came to him on her own initiative.

Are you going to kill me?

She glanced at the dark red spear in Zhu Biao's hand, her tone calm yet somewhat chilling.

"Do I have a reason not to kill you?"

Zhu Biao steadied himself and asked in a deep voice.

Liang Siqi said slowly:

"I am Liang Shicheng's adopted daughter, and his only living bloodline. If you kill me, he will surely search the heavens and the earth to make you pay with his life."

Zhu Biao tightened his grip on the spear, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.

"In this desolate wilderness, who would know?"

Liang Siqi remained calm.

"Liang Shicheng knows."

"Although you keep changing your identity, it is not necessarily foolproof. With patient investigation, we can eventually unravel the mystery and find out your true identity."

She paused, then took two steps forward and continued softly.

"The night before you left Tokyo, Gao Qiu's adopted son was assassinated. At the same time, a woman surnamed Zhang also disappeared in Ganjing Lane."

"Phew~"

Zhu Biao exhaled a breath of stale air, suppressing the urge to stab her to death.

This young woman is too clever; she hadn't expected to connect this matter with him, even though he didn't care much.

Even if we follow the trail of Madam Lin, the clues will eventually end at the hayfield in Cangzhou. He severed the cause and effect a month ago.

But this little vixen is right about one thing: if you really kill her, Liang Shicheng will go mad and will spare no effort to mobilize all his resources to hunt him down.

Endless trouble!

"What are you going to do?"

He asked in a deep voice, and Liang Siqi replied without hesitation:

"Take me with you! And make me a fake identity too, so Liang Shicheng can never find me!"

"what?"

Zhu Biao was stunned, his mind went blank for a moment.

"I am Li Erniu, not Liang Siqi."

At this moment, Liang Siqi murmured to herself.

"I don't want to be Liang Shicheng's fake daughter, I don't want to be imprisoned in Tokyo, and I don't want to marry a good-for-nothing son of a high-ranking official who only knows how to curry favor."

"Damn it! What's it to me?"

Zhu Biao suddenly snapped out of his daze and cursed in an annoyed tone.

By this time, he had a rough idea of ​​what the crazy young woman was thinking.

She hated Liang Shicheng for his heartlessness in selling her birth mother to a brokerage firm, where she was sold more than ten times before finally dying of illness.

Before she was found, she lived like a stray dog ​​in purgatory, enduring all kinds of suffering and witnessing all kinds of filth, which was indirectly caused by Liang Shicheng.

In recent years, the extravagant lifestyle in Tokyo, the stark and jarring contrast, has not quelled her hatred; on the contrary, it has only intensified it.

Supervisor Meng, along with a group of Imperial Guards and servants from the Liang family, served as both her protectors and her monitors.

"I'll give you money! I'll even play along and help you get out of trouble."

Liang Siqi suddenly blurted out a sentence, leaving Zhu Biao stunned again.

"what?"

"I'll give you a thousand taels of pure gold, and I can still show my face in inns and counties so that Liang Shicheng won't make things difficult for you."

Ouch! That's amazing!

How much is a thousand taels of pure gold? At the current exchange rate, it's worth twelve thousand taels of silver, twenty-four thousand strings of copper coins, and the floating profit of the Zhu Family Manor for four or five years.

It can increase farmland by several thousand acres and support eight hundred elite soldiers.

Zhu Biao wasn't short of small change, but he was short of big money. This crazy little vixen had precisely hit his weak spot.

"Aren't you afraid that someone might be tempted by your wealth and kill you to steal it?"

Hey~

Liang Siqi smiled, a smile she had never seen before, a radiant and relieved smile that, for a moment, gave her a stunning feeling of a hundred flowers blooming.

"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it already. We're all smart people, so stop talking nonsense. There's hot soup in the temple; I'm freezing to death."

After saying that, she walked straight into the temple.

In the dead of night, the snow was howling.

Sweating profusely, Zhu Wu carried a naked corpse on his back, laboriously walked to the edge of the cliff, unloaded the body, and pushed it into the ravine.

"Young Master, that, that crazy little wench, you, you~~"

He wiped his forehead, glanced at Zhu Biao beside him, and grumbled.

"What the hell are you talking about? Stop your nonsense and get to work!"

Zhu Biao shrugged, throwing Meng Dujian's corpse off the cliff behind him, and angrily turned around and kicked him in the buttocks.

Zhu Wu seemed to have been enlightened by that kick, and he stopped stuttering.

"Young master, you should think this through. This crazy young lady is the daughter of that eunuch Liang Shicheng. If she comes into the city with us and then turns against us..."

Zhu Biao had the same concerns as him.

However, he felt that Liang Siqi wouldn't do that; she was just crazy, not stupid.

Just now, she deliberately pushed all her subordinates to their deaths, and even stabbed one to death herself, which was indeed a way to get rid of surveillance.

There's no need to put yourself in such a desperate situation when you're putting on an act.

In addition, Zhu Biao was fully confident that no matter how much trouble she caused, he could kill her the moment she made a move.

"Young master, don't let that young lady's beauty blind you. You must think twice."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhu Wu gritted his teeth and added another sentence.

Zhu Biao was furious. He glared at him fiercely, then suddenly changed the subject and said jokingly.

That makes sense.

"In that case, tomorrow you will escort her back to Tokyo. If that old scoundrel Liang is pleased, he might even reward you with an official position, or even take you into the palace to enjoy a life of luxury."

"what?"

Zhu Wu paused for a few moments, then subconsciously squeezed his legs together and waved his hands forcefully.

"I'm not going! I don't want to be an official, and I certainly don't want to enter the palace. I just want to live a life of luxury with the young master."

Zhu Biao was amused by him and kicked him again.

"You idiot! Shut up and get back to work."

"Awoo~~"

At that moment, a long howl of wolves suddenly came from below the cliff, clearly accompanied by a strong smell of blood, which attracted the wolves.

"Awoo~"

Immediately, howls of wolves rose and fell from all directions almost simultaneously, like a horde of ghosts on the night.

"My goodness! This might have attracted all the wolves in the mountain!"

Zhu Wu shrank back in surprise.

Everything should be done according to local conditions; this was the near-perfect method of destroying evidence that Zhu Biao had just come up with on a whim.

There are many wolves in the Taihang Mountains, especially on snowy days like this, when they have difficulty hunting and their eyes turn green with hunger.

These corpses, it is estimated, will be completely devoured in just one night, with not a single piece of flesh left, and even the bones will be gnawed off and swallowed.

Finally, it turned into a pile of wolf dung.

At this moment, a blazing bonfire was lit in the front courtyard of the Taoist temple, and all the clothes, travel permits, and miscellaneous items of the dead were burned to ashes.

While stirring the fire with a stick, Su Fang glanced at Pang Qiutang furtively, as instructed by Zhu Biao.

Pang Qiutang's hands were already wrapped, but he kept pressing on the knife handle, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, and his eyes were fixed on Liang Siqi, who was leisurely drinking soup.

If looks could kill, this little vixen would probably have been torn to pieces long ago.

"What's wrong?"

After finishing a bowl of hot soup, Liang Siqi's complexion regained some color.

"Little stable boy, do you want to kill me?"