The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 1270 Drum Sound
As soon as Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche walked out of "Wang's Cloth Shop", they found a strong man attacking Teng Zijing. They were shocked. Fan Siche wanted to run away, but Fan Ruoruo wanted to go back to remind her brother Fan Xian.

While the two men were struggling, a group of people surrounded them, knocked them out, put them into large black bags, and carried them away.

Outside Niulan Street, everyone's eyes were on Teng Zijing and Cheng Jushu, and no one noticed that Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche were kidnapped.

The group took Fan Ruoruo and her brother directly to a house on the outskirts of Kyoto.

There was another group of people waiting in the house, led by a noble young man in his twenties.

"Second Young Master, we have kidnapped Fan Xian's brother and sister."

The noble young man was furious when he heard this.

"I asked you to lure Fan Xian here and kill him, why did you rob his brother and sister?"

"After robbing them, aren't you afraid that Fan Xian won't come?" the subordinate said innocently.

The nobleman said angrily: "Why did my Lin family raise a bunch of idiots like you? Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche are the children of Fan Jian, the Marquis of Sinan. If you robbed them, wouldn't you make things worse?"

It turns out that the young master is Lin Gong, the second son of the Prime Minister of Qing Kingdom, and Lin Wan'er's second brother.

Prime Minister Lin didn't want his daughter to marry an illegitimate child, and the eldest princess didn't want to hand over the financial power of the inner treasury, so she asked Lin Gong to wait for an opportunity to kill Fan Xian.

Lin Gong asked his men to bring Fan Xian over, but his men were incompetent and took the initiative to tie up Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche, which immediately gave Lin Gong a headache.

He knew that Fan Ruoruo was Fan Jian's only legitimate daughter, and Fan Siche was even more prominent. Not only was he Fan Jian's son, but his mother was also from the Liu family in Kyoto.

The Liu family is very powerful in the Qing army, and they have many ninth-rank masters under their command.

Lin Gong originally just wanted to kill Si Nan Hou's illegitimate son. Even if the matter was exposed, the power of the Prime Minister's Mansion could cover it up.

But if something happened to Fan Siche, even if the Prime Minister's Mansion or the eldest princess stepped in, it might not be of any use.

Lin Gong checked on Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche and found that they had just fainted and were not injured, so he felt a little relieved.

He turned to his men and asked, "Were you seen when you kidnapped the Fan siblings?"

"The scene was very chaotic and no one paid attention to us," the subordinate said proudly.

"What about the Fan siblings? Have you seen your faces?"

"Fan Siche probably doesn't have it, but it's hard to say for Fan Ruoruo." The subordinate explained honestly.

Lin Gong's face darkened, and the guard next to him drew his butcher knife and killed all the people who kidnapped the Fan siblings.

"Humph! My Lin family doesn't need such idiots." Lin Gong looked at the bodies of his men and said coldly: "Bury these people and send the Fan siblings back."

At this moment, strange laughter suddenly came from all around.

"Hahahaha!"

Lin Gong was startled, looked up and around, and shouted angrily: "Who are you, you idiot, pretending to be a ghost?"

The laughter continued. Lin Gong's men searched around the house but did not find a single person.

After a while, the laughter was mixed with some drum sounds, the kind of rattle sounds that children play with.

Lin Gong became even more worried and ordered the guards to pick up Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche and leave immediately.

But at this moment, the bodies of the men who had been killed suddenly moved.

Lin Gong was shocked because he saw a headless corpse crawling up by itself.

“Where’s my head?”

"Second Young Master, why are you trying to kill us?"

"I feel so wronged!"

One by one, the corpses crawled up and walked towards Lin Gong like zombies.

Lin Gong and his guards panicked.

"Kill them, kill them quickly." Lin Gong said anxiously.

The guards of the Lin Mansion looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward. How could they kill more people now that the person was already dead?

"Tear them into pieces." Lin Gong screamed.

Finally, a brave guard slashed at the corpses.

The steel knife slashed into the neck with a "swoosh" sound, and blood spurted out, staining the guards. Then, one guard after another rushed over and chopped the group of zombies into pieces, and the bright red blood dyed the entire yard red.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, human faces suddenly emerged from the blood in the yard.

Lin Gong was thrown off guard by the strange sight before him.

"Hurry, hurry and escort me away." Lin Gong ran out of the yard like crazy.

At this time, two steel knives blocked Lin Gong's way. They turned out to be two guards from the Lin Mansion who blocked Lin Gong.

"What are you doing?" Lin Gong asked angrily.

The two guards turned around, their eyes bloodshot, staring at Lin Gong, which made him feel scared.

The guard suddenly grinned, and there was something evil in his smile.

"Second Young Master, they died tragically. Would you please go down and make amends?" A guard slashed at Lin Gong with a knife.

"How bold." Lin Gong was furious and raised his sword to block the knife.

The two guards attacked Lin Gong desperately, and the remaining people began to kill each other and stabbed their companions.

For a moment, everyone seemed to be fighting without reason, except for the unconscious Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche, who were safe and sound and were not affected by the battle.

When Lin Gong chopped down the last man, the only people left alive in the yard were the Fan siblings.

At this time, Lin Gong's condition was not very good. His left leg was cut and his movements became unsteady. He was also stabbed in the lower back and his internal organs were injured.

"Who are you? Come out now." Lin Gong knew at this time that he had been ambushed. The laughter and drum sounds around him sounded strange.

"Hehehe." The laughter suddenly changed, and a short old woman with a mask on her face and a hunched back stood at the gate of the yard.

"Who are you? What kind of magic are you using?" Lin Gong used his sword to support his body, trying hard not to fall.

The old woman walked into the yard. With every step she took, a little blood disappeared from the ground. When she walked in front of Lin Gong, the scene in the yard changed.

There was no trace of blood on the ground except for the corpses of Lin Gong's men. Those who were originally chopped into pieces were now intact, except for an expression of excessive fear before death, and there was no scar on their bodies.

The old woman played the rattle and said with a smile: "Lin Xiang's son is nothing but this."

Lin Gong coughed up a mouthful of blood and asked, "Who are you? I, Lin Gong, have no grudge against you. Why are you trying to harm me?"

The old woman laughed, took off the mask on her face, revealing a wrinkled face, and said: "Today I will let you be a clear-headed ghost. I am the Black Scorpion of the Thirteen Wings of Yuanmeng!
You and I do not have any hatred or grudges, but you should never, ever kidnap the master's sister."

Lin Gong asked in confusion: "What Thirteen Wings, what sister?"

The old woman put on the mask again and turned the rattle again. The strange drum sound penetrated into Lin Gong's ears.

Lin Gong suddenly realized that he could not control his right hand. He watched helplessly as his right hand held the sword and made a motion to wipe his neck, with the blade moving closer to his neck little by little.

"Ouch!" Lin Gong struggled violently, trying to stop his right hand, but was horrified to find that his left hand was also out of control.

puff.

There was a sword scar on Lin Gong's neck, which was cut by himself. A lot of blood was gushing out and he felt his body was gradually getting colder.

thump.

Lin Gong fell to the ground, his whole body twitching, but he was powerless to stop the loss of vitality.

The old woman put away the rattle, came to Fan Ruoruo and Fan Siche, and called out in a low voice.

"Old man, you carry one and I'll carry one."

Suddenly, a little old man emerged from under the old woman's feet. He had big eyes, long ears, and a face covered in mud. He looked quite funny, but his pair of iron claws were very strange.

"Old woman, I'll carry the woman and you carry the baby." The old man said with a smile.

"This is the master's sister, don't mess around." The old woman said unhappily.

"How could I do that? I just let you carry him because I thought the kid was young and light." The old man said, brushing the dirt off his body.

"You are covered in dust, don't choke the young lady." The old woman carefully carried Fan Ruoruo on her back.

The old man said regretfully: "I am not dirty."

As he spoke, the old man picked up Fan Siche and carried him on his shoulders.

Not long after, the servants of the Fan Mansion discovered that their missing young lady and young master were lying at the door.