Chen Jingke finally recovered from his panic and hugged her: "Yi Nu, Yi Nu...how are you? Don't scare me."
Seeing the dagger inserted in her chest, he became even more panicked and forgot all the medical knowledge he had learned before. Fortunately, he still remembered one thing and could not pull out the dagger.
Yuzhu also came over and stretched out her hand to cover the wound on her arm: "Sister Yinu...wuwuwu..."
Yi Nu forced out a smile and said weakly: "Master, I didn't expect that the dagger you gave me would be used so soon."
Tears burst out of Chen Jingke's eyes and he said: "I would rather you never need it in your lifetime. You have to hold on. We will go back right away and let the master perform an operation on you... He is a medical saint and he will definitely be able to save you."
Yi Nu stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, but when he saw the blood on his hand, he let go again and said: "I know, I will have many more children for Zhenren, I can't die..."
Chen Jingke was afraid that the sharp knife would move inside her body, so he kept his position and did not dare to move. He just said: "Okay, okay, let's have many children."
Yi Nu smiled and said worriedly: "Where is the assassin? Have you caught him?"
Chen Jingke looked up and found that Wang Busi and the others were still fighting with each other, and said angrily: "Aren't you three usually self-proclaimed masters? You can't even catch a cripple for so long?"
The faces of Wang Busi and the others also became ugly. Such a big thing happened, even if Chen Jingke was not injured, they would inevitably be punished.
The key is that their performance was so poor that they were outcompeted by a maid.
They also wanted to catch the assassin as soon as possible, but this assassin was obviously a dead man. He traded wounds for wounds and lives for lives. They had nothing to do for a while.
At this time, when I heard Chen Jingke's urging, I knew I couldn't delay any longer, otherwise I wouldn't even have the chance to make meritorious deeds.
The three of them winked at each other. One was in front to attract attention and even get injured, while the other two launched an attack from the side.
After all, there was only one assassin and his right hand was crippled. He was cut several times in a short time and gradually lost his fighting ability.
Just when Wang Busi and the others were about to take him down in one go, they saw the assassin staring fiercely at Chen Jingke with blood-red eyes and shouting:
"You are a heretic and a demon, Prince Ming will not let you go."
After speaking, he raised the sharp knife and stabbed himself in the neck, probably severing the main artery, and the blood spurted out like a fountain.
Chen Jingke felt suffocated in his heart, and a chill instantly flowed throughout his body. He had only heard of the dead soldiers before, but today he finally saw them.
But thinking of Yi Nu in his arms, infinite anger emerged in his heart, and he said: "Take his body back and find out his identity at all costs. I will make those people pay the price."
Wang Busi and three others said quickly: "Here."
At this time, Xu Shanying and Yan Feng also escorted the thief back, and they were shocked when they saw this scene. The thief collapsed to the ground, and a stream of yellow water flowed out from under his buttocks.
Chen Jingke gave him a cold look and said, "Take him back and interrogate him together."
At this time, he gradually regained some sense. Seeing Yi Nu's injuries, his heart sank and he said, "Go find a car and put some extra quilts on it."
Xu Shanying responded and quickly went to the side to find the carriage.
At this time, Cong Qi arrived with a group of Taoist priests who knew Kung Fu. When they saw the situation here, they couldn't help but take a breath, but they were relieved when they saw that Chen Jingke was fine:
"Ma'am, I'm late."
Chen Jingke realized there was a problem and said, "Why are you here? Do you know that someone is going to assassinate you?"
Cong Qi said: "Yes, Fang Ming from Longtian Temple came to the temple to inform that someone wanted to assassinate the real person. Mrs. Wu asked us to come look for you. I just saw the chaos here, so I came over to check... Fortunately, you are okay."
Chen Jingke looked at Yi Nu in his arms. Although he was very weak, his consciousness was still very clear. He quickly warned: "Don't sleep, we will go back right away."
Yi Nuqiang braced himself and said: "Well, I know that if you fall asleep, you will never see the real person again. I won't sleep."
Then Chen Jingke said to Cong Qi: "Fang Ming? Haha, it sure is so."
"Bring the assassin's body back, ask the best painter to paint his portrait, issue a reward order on Wangyue Tan, and use all the power of the Taoist sect to find out his identity."
Cong Qi also knew the seriousness of the matter and said: "Here."
At this time, the police were belatedly arriving as shown in movies and TV shows, and the leader was none other than Bai Lifu, the chief arrester of Wannian County.
Seeing the situation in front of him, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured down on him. Chen Jingke was assassinated on the street. If there were any shortcomings, let alone the chief arrester, even the Wannian County Magistrate would not be able to survive.
Don't give yourself any excuses. The assassination of important people in your place is the biggest crime.
He walked over bravely and said, "I've seen Master Chen, are you not injured?"
Chen Jingke had no intention of blaming others for no reason. No one could have expected this sudden assassination, and the police were not slow to arrive.
Even though he was in a bad mood, he still nodded and said, "Do you know these two people?"
Bai Lifu hurriedly went to identify the assassin and saw the assassin shaking his head and saying he didn't recognize him. When he saw the living one, his eyes almost popped out in surprise and he said:
"Chen Ergou, it's you?"
Chen Ergou, who had been sitting paralyzed on the ground, seemed to have seen the great savior. He rushed over and hugged his legs and said: "Baitou, Baibatou, you have to save me. I really... This is really not what I did."
of."
"I just stole this man's wallet, and he kept chasing me, and I kept running... I don't know why it turned out like this."
"This..." Bai Lifu looked like he didn't know what to do.
Chen Jingke said expressionlessly: "Does Captain Bai know him? If you are willing to guarantee him, you can take him away now."
Bai Lifu couldn't help but shuddered, and said quickly: "No, no, no, how could I be with such a rogue Wu...ah, no, I know the assassin..."
As he spoke, he pulled out his sword and hit Chen Ergou hard on the arm with the scabbard.
Chen Ergou screamed and rolled on the ground holding his arms.
Chen Jingke then said: "Take him back and interrogate him strictly, don't worry about his life or death."
"Here." Qi walked over and kicked him in the face, causing a few teeth to fall out: "It's noisy, shut his mouth and take him away."
Two Taoist priests came up to tie him up and control him, while two more Taoist priests dragged the assassin's body over and threw it aside.
Bai Lifu seemed not to notice and allowed them to take the person away.
Yan Feng and the four others looked on at a loss, which meant that Chen Jingke no longer trusted them, which was tantamount to disaster for them.
Soon Xu Shanying drove a carriage over, which was covered with thick bedding.
Chen Jingke carefully laid Yi Nuping on it and said, "Go back, be more steady on the road and don't make it too bumpy."
Xu Shanying carefully drove the carriage back.
A carriage with a shed was also found from Qi's side, and the bodies of Chen Ergou and the assassin were thrown in. Zixiao Temple is a Taoist place of purity, and no one can be seen dragging the bodies in.
Bai Lifu watched them leave and quickly led people back to the Yamen. He had to tell the county magistrate about this matter as soon as possible so that he could discuss countermeasures.
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It took Chen Jingke and his party ten minutes to rush back to Zixiao Temple. Two carriages entered Zixiao Temple directly from the main entrance and went all the way to the backyard.
Sun Simiao, Wu Shu and others, who had received the news a long time ago, rushed to greet him and were relieved to see him safe and sound.
Seeing Sun Simiao, Chen Jingke grabbed his hand and said, "Master, look at Yi Nu...you must save him."
Sun Simiao solemnly said: "Don't worry, Master will do his best to protect her."
Then he directed people to carefully carry her into the operating room, and all the surgical elites in Zixiaoguan entered.
After the door to the operating room was closed, Chen Jingke sat slumped on the stone steps, holding his head in his hands.
He knew that he was afraid of death, and he also knew that he was not the kind of smart and fearless person, but his performance when facing the assassination today still made him feel deeply ashamed.
When listening to stories, I always like to point fingers from God's perspective. When it was my turn, I didn't expect that my performance was so poor.
If only he had been braver and dodged a little, Yi Nu wouldn't have had to block the knife for him, and it wouldn't be as dangerous as it is now.
Wu Shu came over and stood in front of him, held his head in his arms and said, "Don't worry, Yi Nu will be fine."
Chen Jingke's tears flowed out uncontrollably again, and he said: "When I saw the assassin stabbing me, I was so scared that I didn't dare to move, so I just watched..."
"Do you think I'm useless? It's me who made Yi Nu like this..."
Wu Shu gently touched his head and comforted him: "No, Zhenren, you have always been timid, stupid, and sometimes reckless..."
"But you are kind, knowledgeable, and knowledgeable, and you know a lot of things that others don't understand... This is your advantage..."
"It's normal for you to be afraid of not being able to react when facing an assassin. It would be the same for me..."
"And you have never thought that the enemy would use such despicable means, so you are unprepared..."
"Don't feel guilty. I believe Yi Nu didn't want you to be like this when she blocked the knife for you... Besides, she will be fine with Master here..."
Under her comfort, Chen Jingke's heart gradually calmed down. He hugged her waist with his backhand and buried his head in her abdomen for a long time.
Wu Shu stopped talking and just held him like this.
After a long time, he let go of her, raised his head and said, "Thank you."
Wu Shu said gently: "Whatever you do with me being so polite is what I should do."
Chen Jingke took a deep breath and said, "Is Fang Ming still there?"
Wu Shu nodded and said: "Here, he appears too weird and the biggest suspicion is that I can't let him go... Did the assassin say anything?"
Chen Jingke rubbed his face and said: "As I said, before he committed suicide, he said that I was a heretic evil demon, and he also said that the king would not let me go."
Wu Shu's face turned cold and he said: "Heretic is the Buddhist name for non-Buddhist believers, heretic demon is their name for those who oppose Buddhism, and King Ming, if I guessed correctly, should be King Fudo..."
"It seems that this assassin is really sent by Buddhism... Longtian Temple is highly suspected. Even if it is not them, it is related to them."
Chen Jingke nodded and said: "If Fang Ming doesn't come, it can be explained that someone deliberately put the blame on Buddhism. If he comes, it means that this dead man is definitely related to them."
"That assassin is not a dead soldier." Yang Tianlu's voice came from the side.
Chen Jingke looked at him and asked directly: "What did you find?"
Yang Tianlu came over, stood not far from him and said: "The dead soldiers have been specially trained. When performing tasks, they will not carry any identification marks on their bodies, let alone leave any words to reveal their identity before they die. Unless they
I want to put the blame on others."
"But the fact that Fang Ming is here proves that he is not setting up the blame. In turn, it proves that this assassin is not a dead soldier, but a protector raised by Buddhism."
Chen Jingke nodded slightly and said, "Is there more?"
Yang Tianlu continued: "I have examined the body and there are many scars left by swords, guns and arrows... Most likely it was someone who had served in the army."
"Those scars are very old, indicating that he joined the army a long time ago. Looking at his age, he is about forty years old..."
At this point he suddenly stopped.
Chen Jingke asked: "What then?"
Wu Shu answered: "Are you trying to say that this person left the army due to some accident more than ten years ago and became a Samana protector?"
Yang Tianlu praised: "Mrs. Wu is really smart, she can hit the right guess."
Chen Jingke said unhappily: "Can you two stop playing riddles and say what you have to say directly?"
Wu Shu reminded: "More than ten years ago, this man should have been in his twenties. What happened that made him leave the army and remain anonymous?"
Chen Jingke frowned and thought. More than ten years ago, a major change occurred... An idea flashed in his mind and he said, "You mean Xuanwu... that incident?"
Wu Shu nodded and said, "Yes, that's the matter."
Yang Tianlu added: "But we can't be completely sure that it happened at that time. It may be that he committed some crime in the army at another time and fled and was taken in by Buddhism... Now everything is just speculation."
Chen Jingke said: "Whether the guess is correct or not, this is a clue... Find a painter to draw his appearance..."
"Forget it, don't find a painter. Go to the backyard to find Mei Laoshi and ask him to carve out this person's face. The more similar the person is, the better. It's best to be exactly the same."
There is a problem with Chinese painters' figure paintings. Most of them only pay attention to spiritual resemblance and artistic conception. Whether they are similar or not is another matter.
Especially the yamen's method of painting the heads of wanted criminals is truly shocking.
It would be more appropriate to let the craftsmen in the outer courtyard who are illiterate and can only copy the originals do it. They can definitely restore the appearance of the characters one to one.
"After carving out the person and printing it, I want everyone in Chang'an City to take a portrait to determine the true identity of this assassin."
Yang Tianlu nodded in agreement and said: "It's best to go to the military and ask... Moreover, judging from the way this person is dressed, although he is anonymous, he should occasionally show up in front of others, making it easier to find clues."
Just as he was talking, the door of the operating room opened, and Sun Simiao walked out tiredly.
Chen Jingke quickly stood up and rushed over and asked, "Master, how is Yi Nu?"