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Chapter 94 Taoist Priest Changchun, why is it you?

Unlike the previous Dan Lai Zhongdu who had been hanging around in the Taoist temple, this time he changed his attire, from the Taoist robe to a short martial arts shirt, his hair was messed up and tied with a rope, and he wore a bamboo hat on his head, and he didn't look like a Taoist at all.

After entering the city, he rented a courtyard in the west of the city to live in. This was where the lower-class people of Zhongdu lived, and it was a mixed crowd, so it was easy to hide his identity. Afterwards, he began to scout the area around Prince Zhao's Mansion.

Looking at the tall palace in front of him, Qiu Chuji felt sad. He used to be an honored guest in Zhao Wang Mansion, but now he had to be an assassin. It was just a matter of a thought.

He has taught Yang Kang for so many years and is familiar with the terrain and guard situation of the palace. In addition, Yang Kang said that he brought three masters with him and the palace was empty. This gave him the confidence to come alone to assassinate Wanyan Honglie.

In the palace, since receiving the secret letter from Yang Kang, Wanyan Honglie has strengthened the defense of the palace. On the surface, he looks no different from usual, but in fact, whether he is attending court or sleeping at night, he is always secretly protected by personal guards.

Raindrops were floating in the sky, and the pedestrians on the street seemed to have installed accelerators, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The street was clean, with only the splashes of rain hitting the ground. On a rainy day, the sky was dark, and it got darker faster than usual. Soon, night fell, and it was pitch dark everywhere.

On a rainy night, Qiu Chuji set out. The rain could cover his whereabouts. He wore a bamboo hat, a black nightgown, and held a sword, walking on the street. The next moment, he jumped onto the roof and flew on the roof like a big bird.

Prince Zhao's Mansion.

Wanyan Honglie was sitting at a desk with a pot of charcoal fire not far away. He was handling official business. He was nearly forty years old and was in the prime of his life. Under the light, his angular profile could be seen.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder in the sky. Wanyan Honglie looked out the window. It was raining heavily and the night was very dark. He felt inexplicably irritated.

"Someone, go and invite Mr. Ouyang over. I want to talk to him all night long."

Bypassing the palace guards, Qiu Chuji sneaked towards Wanyan Honglie's residence under the cover of night. The rain was so heavy that his footsteps were perfectly concealed. However, he had just entered the house where Wanyan Honglie lived.

Looking at the lights not far away, Qiu Chuji knew that the target of this trip was there. However, just as he took a few steps, a strong wind blew from the side. He felt something was wrong and dodged hurriedly. The bright light of the knife brushed past his clothes.

Oops, got caught.

"There's an assassin!" the voice exploded in the yard.

This was like stirring up a hornet's nest. Figures appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards Qiu Chuji. His eyes emanated cold murderous intent. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a cold light bloomed in the night rain.

"call……"

There were more and more enemies, and Qiu Chuji's sword-drawing speed became slower and slower. Wounds gradually appeared on his body. In the yard, torches had been lit at some point, and a group of guards stood on the eaves and corners, illuminating the surroundings.

Wanyan Honglie walked towards him surrounded by the crowd. The enemy was very close, but the short distance of a few feet seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

retreat!

As early as when he was discovered, Qiu Chuji had already thought of retreating. The purpose of an assassin is to escape if he fails to strike. Once discovered, the assassin is no longer an assassin. However, Qiu Chuji is not a qualified assassin. Today's opportunity is really rare. If he missed today, it would be difficult to find such an opportunity in the future.

He decided to give it a try, but he failed. Now, he wants to leave.

Wanyan Honglie looked at the man in black illuminated by the firelight, a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Qiu Chuji had taught Yang Kang for so many years, how could Wanyan Honglie not recognize his figure?

But even if he knew, he still had to continue acting. Once it was exposed, it would be difficult for Yang Kang to continue his play.

"Clap!"

Wanyan Honglie clapped his hands, and soldiers holding crossbows appeared on the roofs and main roads. Elsewhere, the fighting was still going on. "Stop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the guards took a few steps back. Only then did Qiu Chuji see clearly that he was surrounded by layers of traps.

"You have come to my residence again and again. Do you really think I have no one under my command?" Wanyan Honglie sneered at Qiu Chuji, and then he looked at Ouyang Ke beside him, "Mr. Ouyang, the rest is up to you. I hope you can capture this man alive if possible. I want to see who wants to kill me!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and returned to the room. He didn't have to worry about what happened next. It would be great to capture him alive, but it wouldn't be a pity if he died. As long as his body was there, it would be enough.

An incense stick later, Qiu Chuji was captured alive by Ouyang Ke under siege by the palace guards. He tried to break out, but was forced back by a crossbow. In addition, Ouyang Ke used poison, and he was not careful enough to even destroy his own face.

From the moment he stepped into Mount Zhongnan, the outcome was already determined. With the support of the Jin Kingdom, it would not be difficult for Wanyan Honglie to capture a martial arts master after careful planning.
A premeditated assassination ended here. Qiu Chuji was locked up by Ouyang Ke on all the major acupoints on his body, his hands and feet were locked with iron chains, and he was taken into the room.

"Take off his mask."

Just when Qiu Chuji was drowsy, a low voice sounded. Qiu Chuji suddenly woke up, and before he could struggle, his mask was taken off.

Wanyan Honglie stood up suddenly and looked at him in disbelief, "Master Changchun, why is it you?"

Expressions of surprise, shock, and confusion appeared on his face one by one.

Qiu Chuji looked up at him and laughed hoarsely, "You've got the wrong person. I'm here to kill you, not some Taoist priest." Having been caught by a trick, there was no point in saying anything else. The only way out was to deny it.

Wanyan Honglie was stunned for a long time, then stared at Qiu Chuji for a long time, and said in a firm tone, "I will never admit my mistake, you are Taoist Changchunzi."

"Master, my Kang'er and the princess went to Mount Zhongnan to pray for blessings, but you want to kill me. Is there any misunderstanding?" There was doubt and confusion in his voice.

Qiu Chuji snorted coldly, "Humph, I'm not a Taoist priest!" He denied it flatly, and then looked at Wanyan Honglie coldly, "I didn't expect you to be so afraid of death, otherwise..."

Wanyan Honglie knew that he was suspicious, so he explained, "Master, you misunderstood. A few months ago, someone almost took the princess away from the palace, and the palace's priest was killed. I have to be careful."

"Since the Taoist priest refuses to acknowledge him, then forget it. Come, take the Taoist priest away and serve him carefully. Don't be disrespectful."

The guards outside the door came in and took Qiu Chuji away. Just as he was about to step out of the door, a voice fell into his ears, "I will send someone to inform all the masters of Quanzhen Sect about this matter."

(End of this chapter)