C175 Evening of the Moon and Murder

The blade reflected the light of the cold moon. In the dark and cold night, the light of the blade was especially cold.

Mian Niang had no time to think about it, the first thing she did was to close the door, but the door was being pulled, how could she close it, she could only watch as the steel blade chopped towards him.

It was only at this point that he realized that any sharp weapon that could cut one's hair and cause one's throat to bleed was useless.

In front of such an intimidating killing intent, Mian Niang did not have any thoughts in her mind. She opened her mouth to shout out a warning to her mother and brother.

However, just as she cried out, a hand blocked her mouth. At the same time, the other party also fell, the steel blade falling to the ground.

A figure quietly stood in front of her and whispered, "Don't make a sound."

It was the Mr. Jiang!

Mian Niang heard the familiar voice and instinctively felt at ease. She nodded, but then remembered that the other party was holding her mouth, causing her ears to immediately turn red. She hurriedly lowered her head and took a step back, opening up a distance between the two of them. This action caused her lips to brush against the man's palm.

Mian Niang's ears started to burn even more this time, and her lips were covered with the feeling of the old cocoon running through the other party's hands. For a moment, Mian Niang felt completely lost. She didn't notice that the other side was also stunned for a moment. Then, as if his palm had been burned, he quickly put it behind her back.

When he looked up, the other party had already disappeared from his sight. The sound of swords and sabers clashing in the courtyard was extremely loud in the silent night. When Mian Niang was worried that he would disturb his mother, brother and the neighbors, the sound of swords clashing in the courtyard was already far away. The courtyard was still silent.

Mian Niang looked down and saw a dead killer lying at the door.

There was also the steel knife on the ground that was emitting a cold light. He could not help but start to worry.

It was indeed an easy feat for the Mr. Jiang to deal with a few rascals, but this time, the other side had come prepared, armed to the bone. It was unknown just how many people there were, or whether the Mr. Jiang would be in danger.

She was very worried. The dagger was still in her hand, but she didn't know what to do.

Carefully stepping out of the door, his eyes had already adjusted to the darkness. Only then did he see that there was not only one person lying in the yard, but two other people lying in front of the main house.

The other side had come without a sound, and died without a sound either. He and his mother and brother had actually not heard a single sound.

If not for the timely appearance of Mr. Jiang, Mian Niang was afraid that her family of three would not have survived today.

Without thinking, she held onto her dagger and stood in front of the main house.

After a while, Jiang Ting finally returned.

He was used to watching people at night, so when he saw Mian Niang, who was guarding his mother's door, as if he was facing a great enemy, he was shocked in his heart. He immediately understood that this female mother wanted to protect his mother and brother, and the corner of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

This kind of feeling had never existed before, and at the time, he didn't have time to think about it. Now, looking at that frail figure under the moon, Jiang Ting suddenly recalled the touch of those two lips.

It was a little dry and even had skin on it, but it was very soft. It was probably the softness of this woman trying to protect her family.

Jiang Ting calmed his emotions, and allowed himself to return to his usual expressionless face. He walked to Mian Niang's side and said softly: "I'm fine!"

Mian Niang was too focused, she suddenly heard a voice and shuddered. When she saw the person in front of her, she immediately calmed down.

"Mr. Jiang? Are you okay? "

She could finally ask her concern: "Are you hurt?"

A few third-rate assassins, what can he do?

If his troublesome companions heard this question, they would definitely laugh for a long time. They were never worried that he would get hurt, they were only worried that he would not be around when something happened.

In his memory, no one had ever asked him this question. He had even forgotten what it felt like to be cared for.

Even though the night was dark, he could still see the worry in her eyes.

That kind of worry seemed especially precious on this cold night. It made his usually cold heart feel as if it was enveloped by a faint warmth.

"I'm fine." He thought for a moment before adding, "I'm not hurt."

Since he wasn't always so careful with his words, he didn't know when, but it seemed that he had gotten used to explaining himself to her.

Seeing the other party's relieved expression, Jiang Ting didn't know why, but he too, heaved a sigh of relief.

It was just that his usual expressionless face did not reveal anything in front of female mother.

"What's going on? Does Mr. Jiang know who these people are? "

Mian Niang finally thought of the most urgent matter. When did their family offend someone like this, and at this moment, looking at the few people lying in the courtyard, Mian Niang felt a burst of lingering fear in her heart, even though the female mother had a bad temper, she was quite smart, and yet, she was not a brave person. At this moment, when Jiang Ting told him that those people were already dead, he did not dare go forward.

"I already know. I met two more on the way back, and it was only from them that I knew your family would be in danger. That's why I was able to get here in time."

He explained why he was here in time, completely unaware of the terrible news he had revealed.

"Two waves, are you really alright?"

Mian Niang was in disbelief, she even took a step forward, wanting to find out more, but very quickly, she remembered that there was a difference between males and females, so she promptly retreated.

"It's really nothing."

Jiang Ting put the sword back into the sheath and turned a circle in front of Mian Niang, reassuring her. Then, she realised that this action of his sounded a little idiotic, and immediately pursed her lips, pretending as if nothing had happened.

In the dark of the night, Mian Niang could not see the expression on his face, and could only nod her head, half believing and half doubting.

"I will deal with these people now. Don't alert your family."

Jiang Ting made the decision, and Mian Niang had no objections.

She didn't think that she could handle this kind of matter better than this Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Ting looked at Mian Niang.

The young female mother still had fear in his eyes, but he could only quietly listen to his orders.

Jiang Ting's body trembled, and the warm current enveloping that heart seemed to have increased a little.

Although he never had the intention to harm her, she still believed in herself that much even after confessing what he had done to her brother. Jiang Ting didn't know how he felt in his heart, and only felt that what he had done before wasn't enough in front of this kind of trust.

He should have done more for the sake of his trust and concern.

He bent down and was about to pick up the corpse when he heard light footsteps.

Mian Niang did not know what had happened, she only saw Jiang Ting carrying the man on the ground and leaving quickly. Then, the door to the hut was opened, and Song Zhien came out yawning, and when he saw Mian Niang standing in the courtyard, she was startled, and almost shouted out loud, and immediately asked what was going on.

Mian Niang calmly took the dagger out from behind her hand and said to her brother: "I'm just waking up, I'm fine."

The child nodded and went to the toilet.

Mian Niang was suspicious of her brother, so she could only turn around and return to her room.

She had a guess in her heart about how Jiang Ting would deal with those people, and couldn't help but feel uneasy. She was worried about what kind of danger Jiang Ting would encounter again, and also worried that he wouldn't handle everything cleanly, and that he would be discovered in the future.

Footsteps sounded in the courtyard, followed by the sound of the door opening.

Mian Niang waited for a good while. After confirming that Song Zhien had fallen asleep, she quietly opened her room door and arrived at the center of the courtyard.

Jiang Ting then quietly appeared in front of her and asked her to find some tools to clean up the bloodstains in the courtyard. He couldn't leave any traces for others to find out.

Mian Niang was unable to help at all and could only watch from the sidelines.

After taking care of the blood in the courtyard, Jiang Ting placed the broom and shovel down and said softly: "This time, everything is really alright."

Mian Niang nodded.

He watched as the man picked up the steel knife that had fallen in the yard.

Jiang Ting turned around and said to her: "It's my fault, I never thought that the other party would still have a backup plan. The Mayer's disease girl is the emissary, and Zheng Dahu wants to kill someone, but rest assured, I will take care of all of these matters, no one will ever come knocking on my door again."

The Mayer's disease was really cruel and merciless. Mian Niang was surprised, but she was not surprised at all. Ever since Ah Gou was sent to rejoin the army, she understood that there was nothing the Mayer's disease could not do.

Just thinking about it, he felt scared and quickly replied, "If Mr. Jiang didn't rush here in time, I …"

"Like I said, it's my fault. There's no need to tell me these things."

As Jiang Ting spoke, he took out a letter from his chest pocket, and two silver ingots. He said to Mian Niang: "There is nothing on Yours that can be used as a keepsake, only this letter for me to bring back. This silver was given to me by his military merits on the battlefield, awarded by his superior, and he mentioned in his heart, he said that you and your brother are familiar with the handwriting, and would definitely be able to recognize it."

Mian Niang caught the letter. Borrowing the moonlight, he saw that the signature on the envelope was indeed Ah Gou's handwriting. Suddenly, she felt like this letter weighed a thousand kilograms.

"Mr. Jiang, my brother is not doing well, he …"

I can't say that he was living a good life, that was at the border, and since he is the Distribution, his days are naturally hard, but I can tell you this, he is living a much easier life than you imagine. He is just like you, working hard, tough, thinking of you, his family, working hard in the same direction as you.

He thought about the Song Zhixiao he had met, about the things he had heard about Song Zhixiao, and his originally cold heart couldn't help but be moved.

Don't look at how brave he is, you don't know, when he first entered the battlefield, his legs were weak, forget about killing, he almost died from fright when he saw the head fall right in front of his eyes. If it wasn't for me carrying him away, his life would have been ruined on the spot. But that one time, and only that one time, when he went back to the battlefield, it was as if he had become a completely different person. There was no other way. The battlefield was like this, a fight to the death. If one did not want to be killed, one could only kill.

Jiang Yihan, you should understand this logic the best. Your original training was even crueler than this, wasn't it? "