Chapter 143 Flaw
Two heads fell to the ground.

Chen Ji saw from afar that the tavern had become covered in blood, and the originally bustling street suddenly became silent.

Mr. Feng was sitting calmly on his horse in a green shirt, without a drop of blood on his body, but he was full of blood. In this world, the people who like to kill the most are never warriors, but scholars.

The lights in the tavern shone on the portraits, and Chen Ji suddenly realized that every one of them was of him. With just a few strokes, he was portrayed vividly, with distinct features.

It turned out that the Liu family wanted to kill him from the beginning.

why?
I guess the things I did for the Secret Service were leaked, and the Liu family wants to use me as a scapegoat.

Chen Ji turned around and retreated into the distance, preparing to take the prince and Bai Li away, but gradually slowed down his pace.

There are probably thousands of soldiers in this town. If they search all over the mountains and plains, Bai Li, the prince, and Zhang Xia will not be able to escape far.

He turned his head and glanced in the direction where the prince and others were hiding. They were too far away and he could only vaguely see the blast furnace chimney of the iron smelting workshop in the night.

The firelight in the tavern and the shouts of the soldiers gathering together intertwined around him.

The next moment, Chen Ji came back to his senses and walked in the opposite direction.

I don't know how far I walked, but I came to a small noodle shop and waved to the owner: "Boss, give me a bowl of noodles."

The shopkeeper, who was wiping the table, put the towel on his arm and asked with a smile, "What kind of noodles would you like to eat, sir?"

Chen Ji found a wooden table near the door and sat down: "Any noodles, as long as they're hot!"

"Okay!"

After a while, the shopkeeper brought a bowl of pig intestine noodles and placed it in front of Chen Ji.

There were sounds of chaos outside the door. Chen Ji in the noodle shop didn't even look outside and let the soldiers run past the door.

He didn't mind the heat, he picked up the chopsticks and rolled up a big mouthful of noodles and sucked it into his mouth.

After taking the first bite, Chen Ji let out a long sigh of relief: "Delicious!"

After a day of escaping, being able to eat a mouthful of hot pig intestine noodles is one of the happiest moments in life. After taking a bite of noodles, it seems as if my body is burning hot.

Chen Ji finished the noodles in a few mouthfuls and looked at the red soup in the bowl with some nostalgia. He wanted to finish the soup, but if he did, he would not be able to run.

He sighed softly: "What a pity."

The shopkeeper was puzzled: "Sir, what's the pity?"

"Nothing," Chen Ji grinned, and threw a piece of silver on the table: "Boss, here's some money for you."

The shopkeeper was stunned at first, then calmly put the silver into his sleeve and said, "Sir, the noodles in this shop are cheap. You gave too much silver. I will go to the next door to change some copper coins for you."

Chen Ji smiled and waved his hand: "Go ahead."

After the shopkeeper left, he took another look at the noodle soup, then stood up and walked along the cinder road toward the northeast camp fence, walking faster and faster until he finally ran.

The shopkeeper led a few soldiers back to the noodle shop: "My dear soldiers, the young man is still waiting for change in my shop... Hey, where is he?"

A soldier kicked the shopkeeper over, cursing, "How dare you play tricks on me?"

The shopkeeper said hurriedly: "He was still there just now, he must not have gone far!"

After saying that, he looked around and saw Chen Ji lightly jumping over the wooden fence: "There!"

The soldiers turned around and saw Chen Ji running into the deep mountains and forests. They immediately shouted loudly: "Found him, over here! Chase him!"

More and more troops gathered in the northeast, chasing after Chen Ji's escape route, like a swarm of locusts, covering the sky and the earth.

In the forest under the moonlight, the dry and bare trees could not hide anyone. Hundreds of soldiers rushed in, but they could not find Chen Ji anywhere.

A soldier stepped on the soft rotten leaves, drew his sword, and searched forward vigilantly.

However, just as the soldier turned his head to look to the left, Chen Ji suddenly flashed out from behind the tree trunk on the right and slashed the soldier's neck cleanly with a knife. The blade lightly scratched the carotid artery, as light as a gust of cold wind caressing the neck.

When the soldier covered his neck and looked back, Chen Ji had already passed him and disappeared behind another tree trunk.

When others found him, blood was oozing out from between his fingers. He only had time to point to the tree trunk where Chen Ji was hiding before he fell unwillingly on the rotten leaves.

"Over here!" Two soldiers shouted as they surrounded the tree trunk from both sides.

The two men looked at each other, then leaped forward together, and the two long swords chopped out crosswise like scissors.

when!
when!
The two long knives made a dull sound when they hit the tree trunk. The two men looked carefully and found that there was someone behind the tree trunk.

wrong!

Their eyes blurred and they saw Chen Ji jumping down from the tree, tiptoeing lightly on the knife that the two had stuck on the tree trunk and squatting down.

The two soldiers looked up in astonishment, staring fixedly at the traces squatting on their swords. A gust of wind blew through the mountains, rubbing against the rotten leaves piled on the ground.

Chen Ji was staring at them, with no emotion in his eyes, only cold calculation: "Ask for help."

The two soldiers suddenly felt a chill rising from their tailbones and all the way to their scalps!
"Someone! He's here!"

"Somebody come!"

The two soldiers let go of their knife handles and stepped back, but before their feet could completely leave the ground, Chen Ji swung his knife, leaving a line of blood on the two men's necks.

With another leap, Chen Ji stepped on the blade stuck in the tree trunk and passed the two people, disappearing into the woods without looking back.

These two cries for help finally alarmed everyone, and hundreds of soldiers stepped on the gray rotten leaves and ran madly towards Chen Ji's back.

But the strange thing is that they can clearly see Chen Ji's traces, but they can't catch up with him.

It seemed as if they always maintained a fixed distance between each other, neither close nor far. Every time when the soldiers thought they were about to lose him, Chen Ji's back would gradually become clear again.

The next moment, Chen Ji, who had climbed to the top of the hill and was about to cross the mountain, suddenly paused for a moment.

He turned around and took a deep look at the military town behind him, then he set off again and disappeared behind the mountain.

……

……

In the military town, Mr. Feng came to the noodle shop with dozens of black-clad followers. He jumped off his horse lightly, walked into the noodle shop holding his clothes, and sat down at the table where Chen Ji had sat before. The bowl that Chen Ji had eaten from was not even put away.

He smiled and said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, give me a bowl of noodles. I want the same one that the young man gave me before."

The shopkeeper trembled as he cooked a bowl of pork intestine noodles and brought it to him. Mr. Feng took a bite and exclaimed loudly: "It's delicious! Didn't the young man praise it before?"

The shopkeeper whispered, "I have praised... I have praised it."

Mr. Feng finished his noodles. A waiter in black handed him a white silk handkerchief. He wiped his mouth, threw the handkerchief on the ground, and then looked at Chen Ji's bowl.

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Feng compared his bowl with Chen Ji's bowl, and then took a sip of soup from Chen Ji's bowl: "The taste is the same... After a day of hunger and a day of escape, can a person resist drinking this mouthful of hot noodle soup?"

Mr. Feng said to himself, "How could a man who is so careful and meticulous let himself slip over such a trivial matter as the wooden chips?"

After saying that, he got up and went out.

A black-clad attendant asked, "Mr. Feng, should we chase him?"

Mr. Feng jumped on his horse and laughed, "That young man deliberately exposed his flaws here. I think he wanted to cover up the whereabouts of the prince and the princess. Send people to continue searching the military town. The prince and the princess should still be here."

The black-clad attendant asked, "Then will this young man still pursue?"

Mr. Feng rode his horse in the direction where Chen Ji fled: "Chase him, why not? The master is still waiting to take his head to bury the second master. He is the most important prey."

(End of this chapter)