From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 77: Killing on a Rainy Night

The next morning, Jia Wei took the plate of breakfast from the waiter, opened the door of the next room and walked in.

Ding Baiying was sitting on the bed and getting dressed. When she saw Jia Wei come in, she immediately covered her body with the quilt.

Jia Wei naturally didn't dare to sleep with Ding Baiying. If Ding Baiying drew out the Heavenly Sword and hit him while he was sleeping, he would be finished...

So shortly after exercising, he went next door.

Jia Wei looked at Ding Baiying. Her long hair was disheveled and her pretty face was a little cold. She lowered her head and stared at the floor. There were still kiss marks on her neck...

Looking at the bloodstains on the couch, Jia Wei smiled and sat down at the round table: "Come and have dinner. We will set out later to chase Wei Ao."

Ding Baiying found the laughter a bit harsh and said coldly, "Are you very proud now?"

Jia Wei smiled but said nothing. He drank the porridge and ate the side dishes with great relish. His eyes fell on Ding Baiying who was still getting dressed. He nodded from time to time, seeming to be very satisfied with his masterpiece...

Not long after, Jia Wei ordered a team of Jinyiwei to stay in Yong'an City to guard Lu Wenzhao and others. He took Ding Baiying with him and went out of the city to chase after Miaodi.

"Miao land is the territory of the Sun Moon Divine Cult. You barge in so ostentatiously, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?" Ding Baiying said, "The Miao people are xenophobic and will not recognize the uncle of the Han Dynasty. Although you are good at martial arts, the Sun Moon Divine Cult is even more full of masters."

The two walked in front of the team, while the rest of the Jinyiwei followed far behind.

Jia Wei was naturally worry-free, as he had people around him in the Sun and Moon Sect, so what was the big deal about just passing by?
He said jokingly, "Yes, Miss Ding is very sensible. Now she knows how to consider your man."

Ding Baiying didn't say anything, but just secretly touched the hilt of the knife.

Jia Wei asked again, "I am very confused. Last night you said that the world is not going well and you wanted to change your way of life. The world is nothing but chaos caused by the eunuch party. You should hate Wei Ao very much, so why would you escort him south?"

Ding Baiying turned his head to look at the roadside, did not answer, and continued to remain silent.

Jia Wei rode his horse closer, grabbed her arm, pulled her onto the horse and held her in his arms.

"Let go!" Ding Baiying struggled hard, but it was useless. The strength of the two was too different. Jia Wei slapped her butt with the scabbard. Ding Baiying trembled and slowly calmed down.

Jia Wei said, "The emperor once said that Wei Yan had controlled the government for many years and had plundered a lot of silver. He asked me to try my best to find out where he hid the silver. Are you here for gold and silver as well?"

Ding Baiying hummed, and added: "But no matter what, I will not let Wei Yan go."

"So this is a deal. You escort him to the border, and he tells you where the treasure is hidden... and then you rob him? You are pretty shameless, and you deserve to fall into my hands."

As he said this, Jia Wei pinched it hard.

Ding Baiying had a blank expression on his face.

The punishment Jia Wei used on her was very effective, but there was one thing he never got a definite answer to, and that was who was behind her.

Wei Ao did not tell Ding Baiying the subsequent route, but there were only a few roads through Miao land. Combined with Wei Ao's situation, it was not difficult for Ding Baiying to guess.

On a rainy night, the Jinyiwei surrounded a small courtyard in a bamboo forest.

"Ready, fire!"

Lu Jianxing organized several rounds of continuous shooting, and screams continued to be heard from the yard. Until the quiver was emptied, he led his men to kick open the gate and attack.

Jia Wei had the Yitian sword hanging from his waist and an Xiuchun knife in his hand. He killed several guards like chopping melons and vegetables and rushed straight into the house. He felt relieved only after seeing Wei Ao's old face.

Wei Ao stood by the firewood pile, drinking wine and warming his rain-soaked clothes.

"Master Jia is here? Come and sit down. Would you like to have a drink?" Jia Wei glanced at the woman in men's clothes holding a knife next to Wei Ao, then turned back to look at Ding Baiying.

The woman laughed sarcastically: "Miss Ding, is this how you hold back the Jinyiwei?

"Oh, you've got the Embroidered Spring Blade in the blink of an eye. If Prince Ningjing knew you betrayed so quickly, what would he think?"

Ding Baiying pursed her lips and said nothing. She drew out her embroidered spring sword and walked towards the woman.

Then the two men fought each other, fighting for their lives. Amidst the thunder and rain, and the flashing of swords and sabers, Jia Wei slowly walked over.

Wei Ao laughed and said, "Master Jia, don't be impulsive. If you kill me, you won't be able to complete your mission, and the silver will be buried underground forever."

Jia Wei smiled and said, "Eunuch Wei, can you please give me some favor? Tell me where the silver is hidden, and I will give you a quick death. I will use your head to raise your title."

"Given how shameless Lord Jia is, he may become another me in the future."

Jia Wei shook his head: "I will never end up like this. I have to rely on bargaining to survive."

Wei Ao looked at the two women fighting and said, "How about we make a deal? I'll tell you where the silver is hidden, and you can take back the carriage full of treasures outside. It's up to you how to deal with it.

"What the little emperor wants is money, the military pay for the nine frontiers. With this money, you can be promoted. As for whether I, Wei Ao, am dead or alive, it all depends on a word from Lord Jia."

Jia Wei smiled and said, "Okay, deal! I'll find a corpse and burn it to death and bring it back to Beijing. Who can recognize it? Then, Eunuch Wei, please tell me where the silver is hidden?"

Wei Ao just coughed twice and smiled without saying anything.

Jia Wei thought about it and decided to escort Wei Ao back to the capital. As for how to pry information out of Wei Ao's mouth, he would leave it to the emperor to worry about.

At this time, Wei Ao's adopted daughter made a series of desperate slashes, and Ding Baiying was beaten back continuously. Violent sparks were produced when the blades collided.

Until Ding Baiying retreated to Jia Wei's side, he suddenly jumped up, drew out the Yitian Sword and slashed in the air!
Under the sharp edge of the Yitian sword, the long sword in Wei Ao's adopted daughter's hand was instantly cut off, and the sword blade fell from above her head without any sense of obstruction.

Suddenly, Jia Wei's sword turned in the air and easily cut off Wei Ao's arm. The severed hand and the pistol fell to the ground together.

Amid Wei Ao's ghostly howls, a streak of blood appeared on his adopted daughter's face, and then her body split into two even pieces and fell down, with blood flowing like a river and the cuts neatly cut.

Even Ding Baiying subconsciously took a few steps back when he saw this bloody scene.

[…You have gained eleven years of skills, please choose! ]

[Remaining power, thirty-nine years...]

The sounds of fighting outside the house had stopped. The Jinyiwei had dealt with the remaining guards and were just waiting for Jia Wei's orders.

There were constant wailing sounds in the house, which was very creepy in the rainy night.

The outcome of this escape was already determined.

Ding Baiying walked towards Wei Ao holding the Xiuchun Knife with a gap in it, but was stopped by Jia Wei.

Ding Baiying looked at Jia Wei and said, "He is the head of the East Factory. The Jinyiwei can't get anything out of him even if they torture him. It's better for me to kill him and put an end to it all."

Wei Ao huddled in a corner, holding his severed hand that was bleeding profusely.

Jia Wei lowered his head and saw the blood flowing and about to soak the short-barreled musket, so he bent down to pick it up and played with it for a while.

(End of this chapter)