imperial psychologist
Chapter 652 Your ears have done a good job again!
Chapter 652 Your ears have done a good job again!
Mu Cheng and Bo Ling had sharp eyesight and quick hands. One jumped up and blew out the candle, while the other covered the stove door with a wooden plank.
Then the two turned around at the same time and walked towards the door quietly.
"You..." Li Yiru stared blankly at the two of them, and quickly followed.
The kitchen door was pulled open again, and the three of them lined up their heads and looked out at the same time—the yard was empty, and there was no one there.
Bai Ling and Mu Cheng held their breaths, only hearing some noises from the official residence not far away, but it was generally quiet.
But thinking that Li Yiru could hear the conversation of the fat yamen servant clearly across a few tables, the two dare not take it lightly.
Mu Cheng sniffed, "This smell is not quite right..."
"Footsteps are coming!" Li Yiru said in a low voice.
After a long while, the door to the backyard of the official building was suddenly opened. A group of people rushed into the yard with torches and quickly opened the door to the backyard.
The officer patrolling outside the gate of the backyard was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"
The fat yamen servant also stepped into the backyard at this time, and he walked up to the patrolling officer in a few steps, "Did you see anyone leaving through the back door?"
"No, my lord." The two officials outside hurriedly said, "We have been patrolling here, let alone people, not a single bird flew out!"
"This is weird!" The fat yamen servant stomped his foot, "Then they were caught by ghosts!? None of the three are in their room!"
Behind the wooden door of the kitchen, Bo Ling heard a slight disturbance—it was the sound of Mu Cheng slowly drawing his knife.
Suddenly, the fat yamen servant turned around suspiciously and looked towards the kitchen.
In the middle of the night, the kitchen is dark and there is no sound at all.
However, there was a scent of sesame oil and a faint scent of vinegar in the air.
The fat yamen servant frowned, and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
This expression and movement were quickly understood by the surrounding officials, and everyone turned to the kitchen silently, with a dozen pairs of eyes all looking straight at the half-hidden wooden door.
"Call for the crossbowmen." The fat yamen servant said softly.
"My lord, this yard is too small, even if the crossbowmen—"
The fat yamen servant rolled his eyes, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, "Tell—you—go—"
The officer nearby trembled, and ran out of the backyard as if flying.
"Oops, I was discovered!" Li Yiru's voice trembled a little, he looked at Mu Cheng, then at Bo Ling, "...but why are we hiding?"
"There is a problem with the recruitment of these co-ops." Bo Ling said softly.
"En." Mu Cheng agreed.
Bo Ling raised his head slightly, "What did you mean just now that the taste is not right?"
"Wind." Mu Cheng replied in a low voice, "There is mist."
Li Yiru gasped, "...Could it be that these officers and soldiers are fake?!"
Looking at the slowly approaching team outside, Mu Cheng snorted, "It couldn't be more true."
"Who is hiding in there!" The fat clerk put his index finger and middle finger together, pointing to the kitchen, "I'll count to three—"
Li Yiru turned his head, and quickly ran to the stove to pick up a kitchen knife, but the kitchen knife was short and heavy, and it was very awkward.
"one!"
He quickly replaced the kitchen knife with an iron hook used to poke the stove. This thing is as long as an arm. Although it is not much lighter than a kitchen knife, it is still a weapon that can fight... probably.
"two!"
Li Yiru ran back quickly, and before he could stand still, Mu Cheng and Bai Ling had already opened the door by themselves.
"Wow, Li Yiru! So you are hiding here!" The fat yamen servant scolded, "What are you holding in your hand!?"
Li Yiru was stunned for a moment, laughed a few times in embarrassment, and threw the iron rod in his hand to the ground with a bang.
"...I am. I was hungry at night, so I came to the kitchen to look for something to eat." Li Yiru raised his hands consciously, "My lord, is this...?"
"You come out!"
Mu Cheng gestured to him from behind the door, signaling him not to panic and walk out slowly.
Li Yiru took the courage to move out with small steps.
"Hurry up!" the fat yamen servant urged.
Seeing that Li Yiru was about to step out of the threshold, Mu Cheng suddenly looked at Bai Ling, "Can you run?"
"It's okay." Bo Ling said softly, "Just take care of him, and I'll follow you."
Mu Cheng looked out from behind the door, and said in a low voice, "You ran out in the middle of the night and didn't eat...do you also want to escape in the dark?"
Bo Ling responded, and the word "also" in Mu Cheng's words made her frown slightly.
She looked at Mucheng, "So just now you regarded Li Yiru as an officer and soldier who was searching?"
"You..." Li Yiru, who was about to walk out of the kitchen, let out a cry for help, "What are you going to do next?"
"Go to the yard." Mu Cheng whispered to Li Yiru, "The closer you are to the backyard wall, the better."
"...Okay." Li Yiru settled down and moved out again.
Mu Cheng looked out from the crack of the door, confirming the number and positions of the officers and soldiers in the yard. He held the knife in his right hand, and a cold blade gradually slipped out from the sleeve of his left hand.
This time, Bo Ling saw it clearly—Mu Cheng's left hand was wearing a Hidden Sword. No wonder the dagger on Li Yiru's neck disappeared when he put down his hand just now.
This is also the standard equipment for fourteen battles.
The voice of the fat yamen servant came from outside, "Where are the other two?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen anyone else." Li Yiru stammered, boldly, he gently moved the tip of his nose away, "That... I just ate some of your bean sprouts , I can pay you silver, can you..."
"Silver?" The fat yamen servant laughed, "You reminded me, come here!"
"My lord." The two people next to him took a step forward.
"Search him," ordered the fat yamen servant, "see if there are any tokens of the remnants of the green-robed bandits on him!"
Before Li Yiru opened his mouth to play tricks, he suddenly felt that he was being lifted by the collar like a chicken, and then his toes were lifted off the ground——by the time he realized it, Mu Cheng had already thrown him onto the low wall in the backyard.
"Run!" Mu Cheng said in a deep voice.
Under the moonlight of the night, the light of the saber cast a cold shadow, quickly killing a blank space in the courtyard.
The officials who were hit by the knife screamed and fell to the ground—then looked down at their "wounds" in a daze.
No wounds.
——Mu Cheng used the back of his sword to fend off the enemy the whole time.
Attracted by Mucheng's firepower, Bai Ling quickly ran to the backyard wall in the shadow of the kitchen passageway. She stepped on the top of the stone wall in two or three steps, and was about to jump off when Li Yiru held her back.
"What?" Bo Ling looked at Li Yiru.
"...Yes, there is someone."
Li Yiru looked at the deserted alley at the moment, and his ears moved again.
Everything seemed to be slowing down. A look of fear appeared on his face, and he immediately took Bo Ling's hand and jumped into the yard again.
——"It's the sound of bowstrings!"
Before he finished speaking, Bo Ling felt an arrow lightly brushing past his head in the weightlessness of his fall.
(End of this chapter)
Mu Cheng and Bo Ling had sharp eyesight and quick hands. One jumped up and blew out the candle, while the other covered the stove door with a wooden plank.
Then the two turned around at the same time and walked towards the door quietly.
"You..." Li Yiru stared blankly at the two of them, and quickly followed.
The kitchen door was pulled open again, and the three of them lined up their heads and looked out at the same time—the yard was empty, and there was no one there.
Bai Ling and Mu Cheng held their breaths, only hearing some noises from the official residence not far away, but it was generally quiet.
But thinking that Li Yiru could hear the conversation of the fat yamen servant clearly across a few tables, the two dare not take it lightly.
Mu Cheng sniffed, "This smell is not quite right..."
"Footsteps are coming!" Li Yiru said in a low voice.
After a long while, the door to the backyard of the official building was suddenly opened. A group of people rushed into the yard with torches and quickly opened the door to the backyard.
The officer patrolling outside the gate of the backyard was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"
The fat yamen servant also stepped into the backyard at this time, and he walked up to the patrolling officer in a few steps, "Did you see anyone leaving through the back door?"
"No, my lord." The two officials outside hurriedly said, "We have been patrolling here, let alone people, not a single bird flew out!"
"This is weird!" The fat yamen servant stomped his foot, "Then they were caught by ghosts!? None of the three are in their room!"
Behind the wooden door of the kitchen, Bo Ling heard a slight disturbance—it was the sound of Mu Cheng slowly drawing his knife.
Suddenly, the fat yamen servant turned around suspiciously and looked towards the kitchen.
In the middle of the night, the kitchen is dark and there is no sound at all.
However, there was a scent of sesame oil and a faint scent of vinegar in the air.
The fat yamen servant frowned, and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
This expression and movement were quickly understood by the surrounding officials, and everyone turned to the kitchen silently, with a dozen pairs of eyes all looking straight at the half-hidden wooden door.
"Call for the crossbowmen." The fat yamen servant said softly.
"My lord, this yard is too small, even if the crossbowmen—"
The fat yamen servant rolled his eyes, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, "Tell—you—go—"
The officer nearby trembled, and ran out of the backyard as if flying.
"Oops, I was discovered!" Li Yiru's voice trembled a little, he looked at Mu Cheng, then at Bo Ling, "...but why are we hiding?"
"There is a problem with the recruitment of these co-ops." Bo Ling said softly.
"En." Mu Cheng agreed.
Bo Ling raised his head slightly, "What did you mean just now that the taste is not right?"
"Wind." Mu Cheng replied in a low voice, "There is mist."
Li Yiru gasped, "...Could it be that these officers and soldiers are fake?!"
Looking at the slowly approaching team outside, Mu Cheng snorted, "It couldn't be more true."
"Who is hiding in there!" The fat clerk put his index finger and middle finger together, pointing to the kitchen, "I'll count to three—"
Li Yiru turned his head, and quickly ran to the stove to pick up a kitchen knife, but the kitchen knife was short and heavy, and it was very awkward.
"one!"
He quickly replaced the kitchen knife with an iron hook used to poke the stove. This thing is as long as an arm. Although it is not much lighter than a kitchen knife, it is still a weapon that can fight... probably.
"two!"
Li Yiru ran back quickly, and before he could stand still, Mu Cheng and Bai Ling had already opened the door by themselves.
"Wow, Li Yiru! So you are hiding here!" The fat yamen servant scolded, "What are you holding in your hand!?"
Li Yiru was stunned for a moment, laughed a few times in embarrassment, and threw the iron rod in his hand to the ground with a bang.
"...I am. I was hungry at night, so I came to the kitchen to look for something to eat." Li Yiru raised his hands consciously, "My lord, is this...?"
"You come out!"
Mu Cheng gestured to him from behind the door, signaling him not to panic and walk out slowly.
Li Yiru took the courage to move out with small steps.
"Hurry up!" the fat yamen servant urged.
Seeing that Li Yiru was about to step out of the threshold, Mu Cheng suddenly looked at Bai Ling, "Can you run?"
"It's okay." Bo Ling said softly, "Just take care of him, and I'll follow you."
Mu Cheng looked out from behind the door, and said in a low voice, "You ran out in the middle of the night and didn't eat...do you also want to escape in the dark?"
Bo Ling responded, and the word "also" in Mu Cheng's words made her frown slightly.
She looked at Mucheng, "So just now you regarded Li Yiru as an officer and soldier who was searching?"
"You..." Li Yiru, who was about to walk out of the kitchen, let out a cry for help, "What are you going to do next?"
"Go to the yard." Mu Cheng whispered to Li Yiru, "The closer you are to the backyard wall, the better."
"...Okay." Li Yiru settled down and moved out again.
Mu Cheng looked out from the crack of the door, confirming the number and positions of the officers and soldiers in the yard. He held the knife in his right hand, and a cold blade gradually slipped out from the sleeve of his left hand.
This time, Bo Ling saw it clearly—Mu Cheng's left hand was wearing a Hidden Sword. No wonder the dagger on Li Yiru's neck disappeared when he put down his hand just now.
This is also the standard equipment for fourteen battles.
The voice of the fat yamen servant came from outside, "Where are the other two?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen anyone else." Li Yiru stammered, boldly, he gently moved the tip of his nose away, "That... I just ate some of your bean sprouts , I can pay you silver, can you..."
"Silver?" The fat yamen servant laughed, "You reminded me, come here!"
"My lord." The two people next to him took a step forward.
"Search him," ordered the fat yamen servant, "see if there are any tokens of the remnants of the green-robed bandits on him!"
Before Li Yiru opened his mouth to play tricks, he suddenly felt that he was being lifted by the collar like a chicken, and then his toes were lifted off the ground——by the time he realized it, Mu Cheng had already thrown him onto the low wall in the backyard.
"Run!" Mu Cheng said in a deep voice.
Under the moonlight of the night, the light of the saber cast a cold shadow, quickly killing a blank space in the courtyard.
The officials who were hit by the knife screamed and fell to the ground—then looked down at their "wounds" in a daze.
No wounds.
——Mu Cheng used the back of his sword to fend off the enemy the whole time.
Attracted by Mucheng's firepower, Bai Ling quickly ran to the backyard wall in the shadow of the kitchen passageway. She stepped on the top of the stone wall in two or three steps, and was about to jump off when Li Yiru held her back.
"What?" Bo Ling looked at Li Yiru.
"...Yes, there is someone."
Li Yiru looked at the deserted alley at the moment, and his ears moved again.
Everything seemed to be slowing down. A look of fear appeared on his face, and he immediately took Bo Ling's hand and jumped into the yard again.
——"It's the sound of bowstrings!"
Before he finished speaking, Bo Ling felt an arrow lightly brushing past his head in the weightlessness of his fall.
(End of this chapter)
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