met free Chapter 574 Trapped in a Cage
Chapter 574 Trapped in a Cage
"Can I live a few more years?" Lin Ping asked with a grin.
"What do you think?" The other person also smiled, but his smile was much colder than Lin Ping's.
How long he could live was not up to the general.
He was merely the commander of the garrison in Huzhou; many matters still required the decision of the regional commander or the imperial court.
When the army of the Daye Dynasty is ready to launch an attack at any time, that will be the day of Lin Ping's death.
Guo Zhixi had intended to resist, but seeing Lin Ping constantly winking and making faces, she surrendered.
This expert from the Nightmare Palace is at least at the late stage of the Black Lotus Realm; struggling against him is futile.
"If I had known this would happen, I should have brought Black Dog with me." Lin Ping was filled with regret; he shouldn't have agreed to Guo Zhixi's request to participate in this mission.
Strangely enough, Jiang Mo seemed to be deliberately messing with Lin Ping, as he didn't join Hanyue Peak with him.
Otherwise, if the three of them carry out a mission together, even if they can't defeat the enemy, they will still have the ability to escape.
"Take them with you," the general said, pointing at Han Bofan and Chu Mi.
To falsely accuse the Wu people of killing the Daye Dynasty people, there must be solid evidence, so Han Bofan naturally cannot live.
As for how long he will live, that depends entirely on the general's mood.
When hundreds of soldiers stormed in, Han Bofan was terrified and had no courage to resist.
On the way to the prison, Han Bofan's mind went blank; he couldn't understand what he had done wrong.
So what if she likes the daughter of a wealthy merchant from the Wu Kingdom? Is it really worth being used by so many people?
He wanted to appeal, but he didn't know who could stand up for him.
Chu Mi was, after all, a girl, and she cried and sobbed the whole way.
"Brother Fan, it's my fault that you've been wronged." The little girl always felt that she had harmed him, unaware that this two-way conspiracy could not be broken.
Both the Lotus Palace and the Daye Dynasty have come looking for them; they can only blame their bad luck.
"This cage is made of fine iron. Even a peerless master cannot escape it. Just obediently wait here to die."
The other party laughed loudly, "You're to my liking, kid. Enjoy the rest of the time!"
The general glanced at Guo Zhixi and said meaningfully.
"Brother, this is a prison cell. I just want to live. I have no interest in anything else. Besides, this series of island nations doesn't even exist," Lin Ping said righteously.
"Haha, do as you please, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
With a cheerful shout, the other person disappeared from their sight.
"My lord, what did he mean just now? Why did he let you enjoy it?" Guo Zhixi leaned over, her chest heaving.
"How about... we really develop a new series?" Lin Ping was so excited that he almost had a nosebleed. He really wanted to thank the general properly.
"Junior brother, are you asking for trouble?"
Even though Guo Zhixi didn't understand the meaning of these words, she noticed the unease in Lin Ping's eyes.
This is a prison. Can't you be normal and use your upper body to think?
"Senior sister, try to break this cell door in half," Lin Ping said, changing the subject.
Guo Zhixi shook her head: "I've tried it. Although it's not as sturdy as the black iron cage from my Huizhou, it can't be broken by hand."
"What you can't break isn't just this cage, there's something else you can't break either." Lin Ping's eyes revealed bright confidence.
"Oh? What is it? Take it out and try it!" Guo Zhixi retorted, unconvinced.
“Naturally, it’s a cage in Huizhou.” Lin Ping broke out in a cold sweat. He had every reason to believe that Guo Zhiqian understood the implied meaning in her words, otherwise she wouldn’t have said, “Take it out and try it.”
Practice has shown that people change when they spend a lot of time with him.
Take Jiang Yunying as an example. She was originally a blank sheet of paper, but Lin Ping scribbled on it and it changed color.
When the two were imprisoned, they handed over all their bladed weapons, so there was no possibility that they could have broken the cage.
"Junior brother, I think you're itching for a beating." Guo Zhiqian said angrily, stretching out her jade hand and grabbing his shoulder forcefully, attempting to retaliate.
The moment his shoulder was touched, Lin Ping broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, his face contorted in agony.
"Don't move, your wound is bleeding," Guo Zhixi said worriedly.
"You make it sound like I wanted to do something, but I was caught by you." Lin Ping thought to himself, but still put on a smile so as not to worry Guo Zhiqian.
This wound was nothing to Lin Ping; he could take care of it in no time.
But he didn't carry a medicine kit with him, and he didn't even have any cotton cloth to bandage.
Without hesitation, Guo Zhixi tore open the long dress that Lin Ping had previously torn, and carefully helped Lin Ping bandage the wound.
"This injury isn't serious. As long as you avoid strenuous exercise for three days, it will heal." As she spoke, Guo Zhixi had already finished bandaging Lin Ping.
"Are you frequently injured?" This was Lin Ping's first reaction.
As the saying goes, "experience is the best teacher," and if Guo Zhixi hadn't been frequently injured, how could she have developed such skillful bandaging techniques?
"I used to get injured a lot when I was a kid, but I get injured less often now," Guo Zhixi said casually.
A scene flashed through Lin Ping's mind: a girl of about ten years old, wielding a long sword with all her might, fighting desperately against her enemy even though she knew she was no match for him.
He didn't think the little girl was cruel; rather, he felt sorry for her.
This is not the kind of suffering a child should have to endure.
"Could you please not come out on missions anymore?" Lin Ping said in a low voice, as a sign of concern.
"The more blood you have on your hands, the more enemies you'll have. If you don't kill others, others will kill you." Guo Zhixi didn't directly answer Lin Ping's question, but simply stated a principle.
"Does it really have to be a fight to the death?" Lin Ping shook his head, but he could understand this behavior.
If anyone hurts Jiang Yunying, he will chase them to the ends of the earth and tear them to pieces.
For the next few days, Lin Ping was unusually well-behaved, as if resigned to his fate, quietly waiting for death.
Guo Zhixi stopped struggling; she knew it was pointless.
That evening, Han Bofan from the next room spoke up, stammering, "Miss Guo, did you write all those lyrics and music?"
Even at this critical moment of life and death, Han Bofan's biggest concern was still poetry; he deserved to die.
Guo Zhixi gave him a cold look and smiled faintly: "I forgot you're still alive."
"If you don't want to be killed right away, stay far away," Lin Ping said angrily, which could be considered a warning.
If I can kill Han Bofan, I will have completed the mission. Even if I die, I will feel much more at ease.
Han Bofan was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud, crawling backward on his hands and feet, not daring to utter another word.
"You like poetry?" Lin Ping suddenly asked.
"Mmm-hmm." Han Bofan nodded mechanically.
“We are destined to meet, so I will give you a poem. Listen carefully.” Lin Ping was inspired to write poetry.
"You?" Han Bofan seemed unconvinced by Lin Ping's strength, but he still perked up his ears.
"The garrison drums silence the travelers, a lone goose cries in the autumn air. The dew turns white tonight..." Lin Ping recited.
"What a fine poem, truly a fine poem! But what about the last line?" Han Bofan immediately changed his opinion of Lin Ping and anxiously awaited the answer.
"Forget it, writing poetry is quite difficult." Lin Ping scratched his head, trying to hide his embarrassment at not being able to remember the last line.