That's right, Wenru wanted to watch Cai Zhixing destroy it with her own eyes.

The two sneaked into the alley that Cai Zhixing always took home, without disturbing anyone.

Wen Rushi patiently waited quietly in the corner for more than an hour before finally waiting for Cai Zhixing.

It was already dark and windy when Cai Zhixing, drunk, was being supported by a scholar-looking man and staggered into the alley.

If it were an ordinary person in this pitch-black alley, they would naturally not be able to see people clearly. But Wen Rushi is different. Her primordial spirit is different from that of ordinary people. Her five senses are extremely sensitive. Even in this place where you can't see your hand in front of your face, she can still see people clearly.

"They're here. Get ready to make your move," Wen Rushi whispered to Liuli.

Although Liuli's eyesight wasn't as sharp as Wen Rushi's, her eyes had adapted to the darkness for so long that she could still see figures.

She watched the two staggering figures approaching, slowly raised the wooden stick in her hand, and as the two staggering figures passed in front of her, she raised her hand and struck them twice with the stick.

The two drunkards collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

"Young mistress, I can't see which one it is?" Liuli looked at the two lumps on the ground, her expression troubled, and asked in a low voice.

Although she had seen Cai Zhixing before, she couldn't see his face clearly at the moment, and she didn't dare to use the tinderbox for fear of alerting others.

Wen Rushi emptied Cai Zhixing's and the scholar's pockets, making it look like a robbery, then dragged Cai Zhixing to a corner and stuffed his mouth with a rag.

"Get this treatment, the kind that can't be cured," Wen Ru replied in a breathy voice.

"I'm strong, don't worry." Liuli slammed the stick down again, and with a crack, the person on the ground whimpered and convulsed in pain.

That wasn't all. Liuli, worried that the injury wasn't thorough enough, slammed it twice more on Cai Zhixing's injured right leg, shattering his leg bone.

Cai Zhixing, who had fainted, had his face twitching.

"Alright, drag that person over here and we'll go back." Wen Rushi squatted down to examine Cai Zhixing's leg. Seeing that there was no possibility of it being completely healed, she then pulled the handkerchief out of his mouth.

Leaving the two of them in the alley, Wen Rushi and Liuli quietly returned to the General's Mansion.

The two of them acted as if nothing had happened and returned to their respective rooms to rest.

In a desolate, uninhabited mountain forest thousands of miles away.

Yue Lingyuan, his brothers, and his guards are being chased.

They had been fighting for several hours since night fell, and the number of people on the other side was increasing. Seeing that they were about to be at a disadvantage, Yue Lingyuan immediately ordered his men to take his brothers away.

"Zhao Feng, quickly take them away! Go to the post station thirty miles away and ask Vice General Wang for reinforcements, hurry!" Yue Lingyuan was covered in blood, some of it his own and some of it from the men in black.

Seeing his elder brother covered in wounds, Yue Lingfeng only regretted that his martial arts skills were not good enough to kill all the assassins.

"Big brother, I'm not leaving. Let third and fourth brothers leave!"

"Zhao Feng!" Yue Lingyuan kicked away the black-clad man who rushed over, and Zhao Feng and his guards exchanged glances.

Zhao Feng and his group immediately understood his meaning, and swiftly knocked Yue Lingfeng and the others unconscious and took them away.

The men in black tried to stop Yue Lingfeng and his companions from calling for reinforcements, but Yue Lingyuan and several guards immediately blocked them. With a swift movement of their blades, the men in black fell one after another.

Yue Lingyuan looked at his hand in surprise.

Seeing that he had taken away so many of his brothers, the man in black immediately stopped chasing Zhao Feng and the others, and only attacked Yue Lingyuan.

Yue Lingfeng fought his way back, his guards falling one by one. He didn't know how long he had been fighting, but in the end, only Yue Lingyuan was left standing, covered in blood. Seeing that he was exhausted, the men in black around him slowly approached him, preparing to surround him.

"Go! Kill them all!" One of the leading men in black, sword in hand, charged towards Yue Lingyuan. The men in black beside him were equally fierce, pouncing on Yue Lingyuan like hungry wolves.

Yue Lingyuan subconsciously took a step back, but unexpectedly, he stepped into thin air and fell backward uncontrollably, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Upon seeing this, the men in black around them immediately stopped and looked at each other in bewilderment.

It was a dark and windy night. The place where Yue Lingyuan fell was completely dark, and he couldn't see anything below or how deep it was.

"Boss, what do we do? Should we go down and look for them?"

Just as the leader was about to turn around, he suddenly raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet. He listened for a moment, then said, "Someone's coming! Get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of men in black disappeared into the woods like ghosts.

Sure enough, Zhao Feng arrived shortly afterward with Vice General Wang and a group of soldiers, carrying torches and following the trail of the fight.

The search lasted until most of the night.

Finally, as dawn broke, Yue Lingfeng found Yue Lingyuan at the bottom of the slope; he had knocked his head open and was bleeding profusely, and had already fainted.

Fortunately, the slope was not high, and apart from a head injury, Yue Lingyuan only had knife wounds on his body, but these knife wounds were not serious.

…………

A corner of an alley in the southern part of Beijing.

The unfortunate scholar Wang Liang, who was implicated, was awakened by the cold. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the ground with Cai Zhixing and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Cai Zhixing was drunk. He wasn't drunk at all. It's impossible for him to faint halfway through the journey for no reason. There must be some bad people trying to harm them.

I instinctively reached into my pocket and found that my purse was gone, and all my valuables were gone!

Wang Liang was startled. After being chilled all night, he sneezed several times and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He looked down and saw that Cai Zhixing was still sleeping like a log, and he immediately felt furious.

If he hadn't been sent home by Cai Zhixing, he wouldn't have suffered this misfortune!

"Brother Cai, wake up!" Although Wang Liang was dissatisfied, he still patiently shook Cai Zhixing.

Cai Zhixing slowly opened his eyes when he heard someone calling him.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw Wang Liang, who was already dead, and was immediately startled, retreating in fright.

"How are you still alive..." Before she could finish speaking, a sharp pain shot through her right leg.

"what!"

"Brother Cai, what's wrong?" Wang Liang asked, puzzled.

"My leg!" Cai Zhixing bent over, clutching his right leg and howling.

Wang Liang then realized something was wrong with his leg. "These thugs are despicable! They robbed us of all our belongings, and now they've hurt us! Brother Cai, let's go report this to the authorities!"

"Take me home quickly and find a doctor!" Cai Zhixing no longer cared about why Wang Liang, who had supposedly died under the hooves of the Tartars, was alive again.

They didn't care how he woke up in the alley.

Right now, all he can think about is his legs!

Even though he hadn't seen a doctor yet, he knew perfectly well that his leg was probably broken!

"It must have been those bastards who did it last night, they're so wicked!" Wang Liang carried the person on his back.

At this time, he was unaware that Cai Zhixing's legs were completely useless, and he carried him straight to the Cai family.

Cai Zhixing lay on Wang Liang's back and felt the other's warm body temperature, only then realizing that Wang Liang was not a ghost.

He looked at the streets he remembered, his mind a complete mess.

Wasn't he dead?

Even though they were dead, how come when they opened their eyes it felt like they were back in the past?

Cai Zhixing could recognize this as the old street at a glance because it had been demolished in the tenth year after the establishment of the new dynasty.

And now, Wang Liang is carrying him on his back to the home he remembers.

Cai Zhixing thought of the strange and unusual stories he had overheard by chance.

Could he have come back to life?

Ignoring the excruciating pain in his leg, Cai Zhixing raised his hand to look at it. Sure enough, the skin on his hand was very firm and smooth, without age spots, and no longer looked like old tree bark. All these changes told him that he had become younger!

No, it should be said that he was reborn in his younger days!

Cai Zhixing was overjoyed, and suddenly, he no longer felt the pain in his feet!

With the experience of his previous life, Cai Zhixing not only wants to climb the road to success again, but also to climb even higher and trample everyone under his feet!

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