dognovel Chapter 245 I'll Do Merit, You'll Take Revenge
Chapter 245 I'll Do Merit, You'll Take Revenge
Bai Wuyou gasped; he had never felt so helpless, not even when he was injured.
"Young master, this is a knife wound." The doctor glanced at it and then looked up to examine the two men. At first glance, he felt that these two men were not ordinary people. Although they were dressed plainly, their demeanor was definitely not that of ordinary people.
Moreover, the wound was clearly left by a sharp weapon, indicating either government officials or people from the martial arts world.
"Yes, I was being chased by thieves, and I was only saved by this young master, otherwise I would have lost my life," Shen Li said with lingering fear.
"Oh? Has this lady encountered bandits? Would you like our shop to help report this to the authorities?" the doctor asked.
"It's a long story. How badly is this young master injured?"
"The injury isn't serious; it didn't damage any bones or tendons. However, the wound shows signs of reopening, and it should heal completely in half a month." The doctor's eyes darted around as he spoke.
"Then please take a look quickly, I'll pay for all the medical expenses." Shen Li said, taking money out of her purse, but accidentally dropped a seal out.
The doctor hurriedly helped pick it up, and while bending down, he noticed that the seal was very exquisite, with the characters 'Shen Li' engraved on the back in seal script.
The doctor's pupils contracted as soon as he saw the name.
He returned the seal to Shen Li and said with a smile, "Please wait a moment, young master and madam. I will have someone prepare the internal and external medicines, and first have a servant come to clean the wound."
"Thank you." Shen Li handed over the silver note.
The doctor quickly waved his hand and said he couldn't find the change, but he could take it later.
The two were then led to a room in the clinic that didn't look like a room for treating wounds, but rather like a guest room.
After entering the room, Shen Li touched her nose.
"We've had people following us ever since we entered the city. Are they your people?" Bai Wuyou asked, sitting on the bed.
Shen Li nodded, and seeing that his expression remained tense, she offered a reassuring reassurance: "Don't worry, I'm here, nothing will happen."
"Why didn't you wait until I was healed before taking action?" Bai Wuyou was still bothered by this.
If he weren't injured, he wouldn't have to worry about going anywhere; he's more than capable of protecting this girl.
"There's no need to wait, and we can't afford to be late. Things could change if we delay. We need to act before the other party can react." Shen Li walked around the room. The room wasn't on the street, so passing messages wouldn't be easy.
But she believed that her father and Gu Chang'an must be being watched from above.
Instead of the servants who came to clean their wounds, they were met with poison gas.
A thin bamboo pole pierced the window, and then streams of invisible gas rushed in, carrying a faint, sweet scent.
Shen Li and Bai Wuyou exchanged a glance, still talking, seemingly unaware of anything.
Shortly after, the door opened, revealing two people lying on the bed and beside it.
"Take him away." The leader waved his hand.
The shadow followed the group to the backyard, watching them descend through a secret passage in a house.
He curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.
In his hand was the message that his wife had just handed him at the city gate.
We can take action now.
Shen Li and Bai Wuyou only opened their eyes after being splashed with cold water.
Shen Li slowly opened her eyes and found herself in a dark and sunless dungeon, casually thrown on the ground, and now completely soaked.
But Bai Wuyou was tightly bound to the cross-shaped rack, as if they were worried he would escape.
A burly man with a bushy beard stood before them, scrutinizing Bai Wuyou and asking, "Who are you? What brings you with Shen Li?"
This was the first time Bai Wuyou had heard this name. He turned his head to look at Shen Li, who was also bound on the ground, and asked, "Is this your name?"
"Hmm." Shen Li responded, and seeing that he didn't react any further, she asked, "You haven't heard of it, have you?"
She was, after all, the most talented woman in Kyoto and a master painter of the time. Anyone with even a basic understanding of calligraphy and painting would have heard of her.
He shook his head slightly: "Never heard of it. Is it famous?"
Shen Li forced a smile: "It's okay, it's not too late to get to know each other now."
The burly man with a bushy beard was furious as he watched the two exchanging glances and exchanging words, completely ignoring him.
He raised the whip in his hand at Bai Wuyou, but did not strike. He only shouted angrily, "I'm asking you, what's your name? Who are you?"
He had a suspicion in his heart. After all, the person who kidnapped Shen Li was the Holy Son. Although the Holy Son always wore a mask and no one other than his close relatives had ever seen his true face, the information he knew was that he was not very old, only eighteen years old.
The person in front of me is the right age.
"And who are you? How dare you bring me here?" Bai Wuyou's gaze was lazy and contemptuous, and an air of disdain inadvertently flowed out.
Faced with this expression, the burly man involuntarily took a step back, his face showing fear. He spoke again, as if to bolster his courage: "I am the hall master of the Anzhou branch of the Red Lotus Sect. You... are you one of us?"
"If I say yes, will you let me go or kill me?" Bai Wuyou's cool gaze fell on him.
The burly man was horrified. The answer was close to what he had imagined, but the thought of this possibility made him take a step back: "You're the one who tied up this woman?"
The leader's men all died in the Taoist temple. News from within the court was that all the assassins had also perished in the temple. However, they could not trust the court alone. After all, although the Holy Son was young, his martial arts skills were unfathomable. If he escaped, their future would be bleak.
We still need to investigate thoroughly; even if we kill the wrong person, we can't let them go unpunished.
Bai Wuyou had already seen the unease and killing intent in his eyes; indeed, this branch was no longer a viable option.
“You’ve probably arrested the wrong person. I’m not a member of your Red Lotus Cult. As for her,” Bai Wuyou glanced in the direction of Shen Li, “I only helped her because I saw her being chased. We were just strangers who met by chance.”
"What? We just met by chance?" The man paused for a moment, then asked, "Then who are you?"
"I have a travel permit on me; you may take it out and have a look."
"Search." The burly man with a bushy beard waved his hand, signaling his men to search.
The travel permit was on his chest and was easily taken out. The man opened it, examined it, and read aloud: "Disciple of Wudang Mountain, Daoist Wunian?"
"I was traveling around when I came across this young lady being chased, so I helped her out. I wonder what this has to do with your Red Lotus Sect?" Bai Wuyou raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression full of questioning.
The hall master thought about it carefully. The Holy Son didn't have that identity. Could it be that he really wasn't?
He then turned his gaze to Shen Li, walked over and circled her once before saying, "Be sensible, answer whatever this master asks."
Shen Li sat on the ground, soaked and cold. Hearing this, she lazily raised her eyelids and said, "Speak."
"As expected of a corrupt official of the imperial court, a coward who fears death." The man snorted before asking, "Were you at the Taoist temple on the second night after you were kidnapped?"