That fiery red hand, like a demon appearing out of thin air, crushed all the approaching cavalry one by one. Some of the riders, seeing things going awry, turned to flee, but even their galloping horses couldn't escape the suddenly outstretched fiery red hand. The dozen or so men chasing the siblings were all killed without exception.
When Lady Chen came back to her senses, she heard Zhang Jingmo beside her muttering something under his breath. Listening carefully, she discovered that Zhang Jingmo was actually chanting a Buddhist scripture in a low voice.
After finishing the scripture, Zhang Jingmo said, "Come on, we can't wait any longer, we need to remove the dagger."
Only then did Lady Chen wake up as if from a dream. She looked at her brother who was still unconscious on the ground in a daze, feeling like she was having a bizarre nightmare.
Zhang Jingmo squatted down and carefully observed Young Master Chen's condition. He said, "Come help me hold him down... I will remove this dagger."
Lady Chen didn't ask anything more and obediently held down her brother's body as Zhang Jingmo instructed.
The spot the dagger was stabbed into was very tricky. If they hadn't encountered Zhang Jingmo, the Chen siblings would have likely perished here. Zhang Jingmo searched for the right angle for a while. Feeling it was about right, he slowly reached out to grasp the dagger, then heavily pulled it out from Young Master Chen's chest.
As the dagger came out, it splattered Zhang Jingmo's face with blood. Fortunately, the acupoints had been sealed with silver needles beforehand, otherwise Young Master Chen might have died from excessive blood loss within a few breaths after the dagger was pulled out.
Zhang Jingmo removed the dagger and slightly widened the wound to let the poisoned blood flow out. He then sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound and found clean cloth to cut into pieces and bandage Young Master Chen.
Seeing her brother's breathing gradually stabilizing, the stone in Lady Chen's heart finally settled. Her face and forehead were covered in cold sweat, looking quite similar to the pale-faced Zhang Jingmo.
After bandaging the wound, Zhang Jingmo seemed to have exhausted all his strength. Not minding the filth on the ground, he sat down directly, panting for a while before saying, "This... this is no fun at all."
Hearing this, Lady Chen gave a bitter laugh, "What did you think coming to the border was for? This is not a place for fun."
Zhang Jingmo said blankly, "I'm looking for someone." As he spoke, his eyes became distant, as if recalling something.
Although Lady Chen and Zhang Jingmo had gone through hardships together, they weren't particularly close, so it wasn't appropriate for her to ask who exactly Zhang Jingmo was looking for.
The two of them sat by the bonfire, staring blankly at each other without a word. Zhang Jingmo seemed too exhausted. Resting his head on a rock, he actually fell into a drowsy sleep just like that.
After Zhang Jingmo fell asleep, Lady Chen took the opportunity to carefully observe this noble young master again.
Actually, the first time she noticed Zhang Jingmo was because of his good looks. In this desolate border town, the man before her was more like a clear spring from the southern water towns, sitting there making people can't help but take a second glance.
And the things that happened to Zhang Jingmo afterwards made Lady Chen involuntarily want to speak up and warn him. She was actually a bit worried whether this man would encounter any mishaps in this treacherous little town...
Now thinking about it, she had been a bit meddlesome.
Lady Chen gave a couple bitter laughs, thinking to herself that this meddling still had benefits. If it weren't for Zhang Jingmo today, she and her brother would have likely already been buried here.
She sat like this for the whole night until daybreak. Lady Chen only dozed off for a bit. When she woke up and opened her eyes, she saw Zhang Jingmo changing the bandages on her brother's wound.
Lady Chen said, "Let me do it..."
Zhang Jingmo said, "It's alright, the medicine needs to be applied once more today. Although his life is not in danger, he was after all injured in a vital spot. He needs to recuperate well to avoid leaving behind any chronic ailments."
Lady Chen had just agreed when she saw her brother open his eyes. Young Master Chen opened his eyes, saw Lady Chen, and seemed to not have expected that they actually escaped disaster. He hoarsely called out, "Chenshan."
Chenshan said, "Brother... you're awake."
Young Master Chen said, "We... are still alive?"
Chenshan had tears in her eyes. She glanced at Zhang Jingmo and said, "It was Young Master Chen who saved us..."
Zhang Jingmo said, "So your name is Chenshan, how nice..."
Hearing this, Chenshan was silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, "My surname is not Chen, it's Gu."
Gu - the surname of the royal clan of Zhao. Zhang Jingmo, of course, had long known about this.
But he still put on a shocked expression and said, "Gu? Your surname is not Chen?"
Gu Chenshan pursed her lips and said, "We were afraid someone might harbor ill intentions... so we generally don't tell others our real names."
Zhang Jingmo stared at Gu Chenshan for a long time before mumbling, "So this is what a princess looks like..."
Gu Chenshan: "..."
Seeing this, Gu Chenshan's brother also weakly introduced himself, "I am Gu Chenjiang."
Chenjiang, Chenjiang, one could tell it wasn't a good name. Or rather, the child's parents had already given up certain thoughts the moment the child was born.
Zhang Jingmo said, "...So you both deceived me?"
Gu Chenshan looked embarrassed. She wanted to explain but had difficulty speaking. Instead, Gu Chenjiang sincerely apologized.
Zhang Jingmo waved his hand dismissively and said, "I'm a magnanimous person. The favor of you giving me a ride, I've already repaid you. I'll leave you some medicine for the wounds. I'm leaving first." As if he was angry, he took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve, threw it to Gu Chenshan, then got up to leave.
Seeing this, Gu Chenjiang's face darkened. Although he had been unconscious the whole time, he could tell from Gu Chenshan's expression that they had escaped this calamity by relying on Zhang Jingmo.
If this were any other day, Gu Chenjiang would never try to keep a stranger who wanted to leave. But now was a critical moment. After whispering a few words to Gu Chenshan, he said again, "Hurry, go."
Hearing Gu Chenjiang's instructions, Gu Chenshan revealed a startled expression. She said, "Brother, how can you do this... He... he's not someone we can afford to offend."
Gu Chenjiang said, "Chenshan, I don't intend to harm him. Have you considered, if he leaves and those chasing us come again, what will we do?"
Gu Chenshan said, "Then I can't force him to stay... He, he's too terrifying."
Gu Chenjiang said, "He's just a young master who recently left home, so naturally he has some life-saving skills, but his heart can't be too ruthless. You should go quickly, he won't lay a hand on you." Having walked the jianghu for many years, Gu Chenjiang may not dare claim expertise in other areas, but he was very accurate in reading people. Zhang Jingmo made no attempt to conceal his anger, indicating that he was a straightforward person. Someone willing to take action for a person he had only known for a few days would not be an unrighteous scoundrel.
From his accessories and clothing, it could also be seen that his family was well-off. Daring to venture out alone, he must have some secrets unknown to others.
Gu Chenjiang was very disdainful of what he had to do, but he could only grasp at this lifeline. Now that he was seriously injured, if he encountered that group of people again, both he and Gu Chenshan would be in mortal danger.
In order to survive, people always have to do things they are unwilling to do.
Urged by Gu Chenjiang, Gu Chenshan went to find Zhang Jingmo who was about to mount his horse.
Gu Chenshan said, "Baicang... You, you're leaving now?"
Zhang Jingmo snorted, looking unwilling to pay attention to Gu Chenshan.
Gu Chenshan's eyes darkened. Seeing Zhang Jingmo turn his horse's head and about to whip it, she leapt up with her qinggong skills, flying directly behind Zhang Jingmo, and lightly tapped the back of his neck.
Zhang Jingmo had just shown a look of surprise when he was struck. His eyes closed and he nearly fell off the horse, but fortunately Gu Chenshan caught him in time and carried him back to where Gu Chenjiang was resting.
Gu Chenjiang asked, "How was it?"
Gu Chenshan shook her head. "No resistance." They sincerely wanted Zhang Jingmo to stay, and also wanted to further test his intentions.
Any martial arts practitioner would not easily expose the vital point on the back of their neck. Even if they were planning something in their mind, their body's instinct would still unconsciously reveal it.
Looking at the sleeping Zhang Jingmo, Gu Chenshan sighed, "Brother... what should we do?"
Gu Chenjiang said, "Once my injury heals, I will take that thing out."
Gu Chenshan knew exactly what Gu Chenjiang was referring to. She showed a somewhat uneasy expression, hesitating for a while without saying the words in her mouth.
Gu Chenjiang said, "Chenshan, don't you want to retrieve what belongs to you?"
Gu Chenshan said, "But brother, that place is so dangerous, can we really..."
Gu Chenjiang did not answer Gu Chenshan's question. After a few light coughs, he said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Tell me, how exactly did Chen Baicang repel the enemy?" He remembered that when he woke up, he saw a clear look of fear in Gu Chenshan's eyes.
Biting her lip, Gu Chenshan endured the dread in her heart and fully recounted the matter to Gu Chenjiang. After finishing, she said, "Brother, dragging him into our affairs... isn't it too much?"
Gu Chenjiang sighed, "Chenshan, I know you don't want to implicate innocent people. How about this - once my injury heals, we'll let him leave..."
Only then did Gu Chenshan feel slightly relieved and nodded.
However, she failed to notice that after she showed a look of joy, Gu Chenjiang's eyes darkened.
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