Chapter 419

The large boat slowly left the shore and sailed toward the opposite bank.

The sun sank, and the night grew thicker.

The weather was bad today, and thick dark clouds covered the night sky.

There was no bright moon or starlight, the river water was like ink, rolling and roaring in the wind.

The strong wind rolled up the waves, slamming hard against the ship's side, making a dull roar.

The dilapidated large boat swayed violently in the rapid river water like a fallen leaf.

Inside the cabin, a lonely lamp flickered.

Chen Chen Guangrui lay down in his clothes, Yin Yin Wenjiao leaned against his side, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, sleeping not very peacefully.

Days of rushing, plus the jolting of the river, made this Prime Minister's daughter exhausted.

Outside the cabin, Liu Hong and Li Biao stood side by side, neither of them lit a lamp, watching the rolling river water in the dark.

Liu Hong turned his head, glanced at the tightly closed wooden door of the cabin, and his Adam's apple rolled.

In his mind, Yin Yin Wenjiao's stunningly beautiful face from that glimpse when she boarded the boat during the day appeared, and a ball of evil fire ignited in his eyes.

"Big brother, shall we do it?" Li Biao lowered his voice, his wrist flipped, and a bone-picking sharp knife slid into his palm.

"Do it." Liu Hong spat out a mouthful of turbid air and pulled out a thick-backed wide knife from his waist. "Be quick, don't make too much noise. Keep that little lady alive, and kill everyone else."

The two lightened their footsteps and approached the cabin silently.

Outside the cabin door, the servant who was driving the carriage was leaning against a wooden pillar dozing off; days of rushing had made him exhausted, and he was sleeping very deeply.

Li Biao leaned forward, his left hand reached out abruptly, covering the servant's mouth tightly.

The servant's eyes opened suddenly, his pupils dilated, just about to struggle, when the bone-picking sharp knife in Li Biao's right hand pulled hard along his neck.

"Sss—"

The sound of the sharp blade cutting through skin and trachea was swallowed by the river wind.

Hot blood gushed out, splashing on the dilapidated wooden door; the servant's body twitched violently a few times, his throat made a leaking "gurgle" sound, his body twitched violently twice more, and soon he slumped to the ground softly, losing his breath.

Liu Hong stepped over the servant's corpse, raised a foot, and kicked open the wooden door of the cabin.

"Bang!"

The cabin door was kicked open violently, and the strong wind mixed with cold water vapor poured in instantly, blowing the lonely lamp in the cabin until it flickered.

Two black shadows carrying a strong bloody smell squeezed into the narrow cabin.

"Ah—!"

Yin Yin Wenjiao was awakened, and through the dim firelight in the cabin, she saw the corpse at the cabin door and let out a scream that was extremely shrill.

"Shut up!"

Liu Hong carried a nine-ringed broadsword dripping with blood and strode into the cabin. He backhanded a slap on Yin Yin Wenjiao's face.

"Slap!"

Yin Yin Wenjiao's fair cheeks instantly swelled red, and she was slapped into the corner of the bed, dizzy, covering her mouth tightly, tears streaming down.

"What are you doing!"

Chen Chen Guangrui only reacted at this time; the anger of seeing his wife hurt made him suppress the fear in his heart.

He stood up abruptly, opened his arms, and blocked Yin Yin Wenjiao tightly behind him.

"What are we doing?"

Liu Hong approached with a ferocious smile, propping the knife in his hand on the wooden floor of the cabin, the tip of the knife stabbing into the wooden floor.

"Borrowing the Top Graduate's life for a use."

Chen Chen Guangrui trembled all over, but did not retreat an inch: "I am an official of the imperial court! I am ordered by the Emperor to take up my post as the Magistrate of Jiangzhou! You are killing an official and rebelling, according to the Great Tang law, you will be punished to the nine generations!"

"Great Tang law?"

Liu Hong looked up and laughed wildly, his laughter swallowed by the river wind and waves coming from outside the cabin.

He suddenly stopped laughing, the tip of the knife pointing directly at Chen Chen Guangrui's nose.

"This Hong River is bottomless, who knows you died here? I'll kill you, take your official credentials, put on your official uniform, and go to Jiangzhou to be the Magistrate. As for this beautiful lady..."

Liu Hong's greedy gaze crossed Chen Chen Guangrui and stared fixedly at Yin Yin Wenjiao's exquisite figure, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Naturally, I'll keep her for myself to enjoy. The Top Graduate's wife, I haven't tasted what it's like yet!"

"Shameless villain!"

Chen Chen Guangrui's eyes were about to split; he knew that today was a dead end, and a weak scholar facing two murderous bandits had no chance of winning at all.

But he did not beg for mercy; Chen Chen Guangrui let out a roar, threw himself at Liu Hong, and grabbed the broadsword tightly with both hands.

"Looking for death!"

Li Biao, who had been standing on the side, snorted coldly; he flashed, raised a foot, and hit Chen Chen Guangrui's heart squarely.

"Bang!"

Chen Chen Guangrui let out a muffled groan, flew backward, hit the cabin wall heavily, and slid to the ground.

Chen Chen Guangrui felt as if his internal organs had shifted; he opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood, staining the clothes on his chest red.

"Husband!" Yin Yin Wenjiao rushed forward, holding Chen Chen Guangrui in her arms, crying uncontrollably.

Above the clouds, the nine-day gale was biting.

The Golden-Headed Head Jiedi and Silver-Headed Head Jiedi were hiding deep in the clouds, Buddha light circulating around their bodies, isolating all the gales.

The two's gazes pierced through the clouds, pierced through the river water, and took in everything that happened in the cabin below.

"Amitabha." The Silver-Headed Head Jiedi put his hands together, his eyelids slightly drooping, "The death calamity of Jin Jin Chanzi's biological father has arrived."

The Golden-Headed Head Jiedi was expressionless, there was no compassion in his eyes, only indifference.

"Everything is a fixed number." The Golden-Headed Head Jiedi's voice was calm, as if telling a trivial matter, "If he doesn't die, how can Jin Jin Chanzi sever his mortal ties? If Yin Yin Wenjiao doesn't endure humiliation, how can she bear the Buddha's son, throw him into the river, and achieve the fate of 'Jiang Liuer'?"

"Just watch, don't interfere. When he takes his last breath, this calamity will be complete."

The Buddhist Sect's great plan could not allow for the slightest mistake.

In their eyes, using Chen Chen Guangrui's life to promote the great cause of the journey to the West was Chen Chen Guangrui's honor.

Inside the cabin, Liu Hong strode forward, grabbed Chen Chen Guangrui's hair, and dragged him out of Yin Yin Wenjiao's arms.

"Tender-skinned scholar, in your next life, remember to learn some martial arts."

Liu Hong stepped on Chen Chen Guangrui's chest, held the thick-backed broadsword with both hands, and aimed the tip of the knife at Chen Chen Guangrui's heart.

"Don't! Please let him go! I'll give you all my gold and silver jewelry!" Yin Yin Wenjiao knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately, her forehead bleeding.

"Hahaha, kill him, the money is mine, and the person is mine too!"

Liu Hong laughed wildly, his eyes full of ferocity, the muscles in his arms bulging, and he held the sharp knife and stabbed down hard!

The blade tore through the air, carrying the whistle of death.

Chen Chen Guangrui closed his eyes in despair.

In his mind, the face of his mother before the sickbed flashed, the shy smile of his wife flashed, and finally, it settled on the indifferent smile of the green-robed Daoist in Pingkang Inn in Chang'an City.

"There is a life-and-death calamity in your fate. Soon you will have a disaster of blood, ten deaths and no life."

"Keep this talisman close to your body. When the calamity descends, it can save your life."

"Right! I still have the talisman the Daoist gave me."

Facing the life-and-death crisis, Chen Chen Guangrui finally remembered the talisman he had sewn into his inner garment.

"Daoist, Chen E is facing a great disaster today, please save me!" Chen Chen Guangrui shouted in his heart.

And at this moment, the tip of the broadsword in Liu Hong's hand had already pierced Chen Chen Guangrui's green outer robe.

At the critical moment, a ray of chaos light slowly spread from Chen Chen Guangrui's chest, instantly covering the entire cabin.