Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

The fourth room was originally sitting side by side with Feng Jia. When she saw her stop, Tan came down to ask the reason, only to find out that the carriage was broken.

"Stop here is not a solution." Seeing that the old lady's carriage was about to go over a hill and was getting farther and farther away, Tan put aside her past grudges and said, "Ninth girl, how about you ride with us?"

Xie Xiyi, sitting in the carriage, nodded reluctantly.

Before Feng Jia could answer, the maid from the fourth room said, "Madam, we have put a lot of clothes and jewelry on our carriage. Add the weight of you and the eighth girl, and it's almost at the limit. If we add the ninth girl, I'm afraid our carriage will break down."

"What should I do?" She was reluctant to throw away all the gold and silver jewelry. Tan felt that the problem in front of her made her head swell.

Feng Jia was still calm, frowned and asked the groom: "Can it be repaired?"

"It's OK, girl. I just checked it and it's not a big deal."

"Then let's fix it first."

About an hour later, the carriage was finally repaired.

Tan got on the carriage and looked ahead. She found that Xie's motorcade had already disappeared on the official road.

"Let's go quickly and don't delay any longer!" Tan jumped into the carriage with an unhappy look on her face.

The driver glanced at the sky from a distance and asked, "It's getting late, madam, young lady. At our speed, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it to the post station to rest until night."

"What should I do?" Tan looked around with disdain, "I don't want to stay here in this desolate mountain!"

The driver thought for a moment and said, "I know of a shortcut that will allow us to catch up with the convoy before sunset!"

"What are you waiting for!" Tan urged, "You and Miss Nine drive the horses in front, and our carriage will follow behind you!"

"and many more."

The driver and Tan looked at her at the same time.

Feng Jia said, "Aunt, this place is surrounded by mountains. It may not be safe if we take the small road. It is better to take the official road. It doesn't matter if we arrive later, as long as we can arrive before midnight."

"If you don't take the shortcut in broad daylight, it may not be safe to take the official road at night!" Tan disagreed, "Listen to me, just take the shortcut!"

After saying this, he lowered the curtain, and the matter was settled.

The carriage started slowly, and Feng Jia felt a little uneasy sitting on it. Since her rebirth, she has been extremely cautious, and subconsciously touched the wrist guard hidden in her sleeve to prevent any accidents. However, the journey was unexpectedly smooth.

Just as the coachman said, before the sun set, Feng Jia saw the tail of Xie Mansion's convoy from afar.

Just when she was about to calm down, the carriage suddenly shook violently and almost made her fall out.

Feng Jia was horrified. She lifted the curtain and saw a man in black standing opposite her with a scimitar in his hand, blood dripping from the blade.

The servants of the Xie mansion were lying on the ground in a mess. They didn't even have the chance to scream before they were killed by a single blow.

This shows how ruthless and fast that man's swordsmanship is.

"Why can't you, the dog, be steady!...Ah! There's an assassin!" Tan's voice was slightly distorted due to fear.

"Take all the money you want! I only ask you to spare my life and my daughter's life!" Tan threw all the gold and silver in the car to the ground, and beads of sweat dripped down her back.

However, the man in black just glanced at her indifferently, ignored her, and walked straight towards Feng Jia.

You're not here for money, are you coming here for her?

Feng Jia's eyelids twitched heavily, and at this moment her mind was full of thoughts. Who on earth wanted to kill her?

Madam? Xie family?

But how dare they! The official road is just around the corner!

A cold murderous intent was coming towards him. Feng Jia dodged, jumped out of the carriage and rolled on the ground, thus avoiding the killer's chopping blade.

The carriage broke into two pieces behind her, and countless small pieces of wood flew into the air.

Feng Jia landed steadily, not daring to stay. He immediately found a cover and then glanced around at an extremely fast speed.

The drivers of the two carriages were already dead, both stabbed in the chest. Tan and Xie Xiyi hugged each other and trembled. Their personal maids Liu'er and Chunmei squatted with their heads in their hands, their legs trembling, and they kept muttering "Don't kill me."

His servant Song Huai was standing beside the broken carriage, his face pale.

Noticing Feng Jia's gaze, Song Huai seemed to finally wake up from his fright and ran towards her, with surprise in his eyes at seeing that she was still alive.

"girl……"

"Don't come over here!" Feng Jia shouted.

But it's too late.

The man in black sensed something and swung the blade to the side. The reflection from the blade shone into Song Huai's eyes, as if he was going to cut off her head entirely.

In desperation, Feng Jia took two quick steps, stretched out her hand and pushed Song Huai away. Song Huai's whole body fell backwards, and the blade almost touched her chest and finally got stuck on the tree.

Song Huai fell to the ground, looking at the cold butcher knife above his head, as if he was frightened.

However, no one noticed the subtle surprise that flashed across the eyes of this little maid. She looked at Feng Jia's back as she escaped in the distance. The dagger that had been unsheathed paused for a moment, and then was put back into her sleeve.

Song Huai turned and ran towards the official road. The man in black was not targeting her, so she turned back and said to Feng Jia, "Xie Lanzhao, today is the day you die!"

"Who are you and why do you want to kill me?" Feng Jia slowly backed away until he was close to the edge of the four-room carriage, with nowhere to retreat.

The man in black pressed on step by step, the knife in his hand was ready to attack, and he laughed coldly: "Who am I? Go down and ask the King of Hell!"

After saying that, he was about to chop with a horizontal knife, but suddenly his eyes went dark. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but the powder could penetrate any hole, and a lot of it still entered his eyes.

An indescribable tingling sensation immediately attacked his heart, and the man in black cried out in fear, but it was too late. In his blurred vision, Feng Jia had already cut the rope connecting the horse and the carriage, and the man and the horse had already run away.

"Damn it!" the black man cursed, covering his eyes with one hand and taking out a whistle from his lapel with the other.

The whistle sounded three short and two long, and as the sound ended, many black figures suddenly appeared in the woods.

"The employer said she must die! Go ahead!"

Several black shadows chased out like a tail.

"Xie Lanzhao! You can't escape! If you surrender obediently, I can leave your body intact!" Behind him was the arrogant and complacent laughter of the man in black.

"Don't think about it!"

Seeing that the man in black was about to catch up, Feng Jia squeezed the horse's belly hard. The horse felt the pain and ran faster. However, just as she was about to approach the official road, several dark shadows blocked her way, each holding a scimitar and wearing a mask.

Feng Jia immediately turned his horse around and headed into the depths of the dense forest.

She couldn't die! She still had a great vengeance to avenge! How could she die at the hands of these bastards!

I don't know how long they ran. The sun gradually set and Feng Jia could clearly feel the horse's speed gradually slowing down. The horse under her was almost exhausted.

But the shadows behind were getting closer and closer.

At this moment, Feng Jia felt the chill creeping up from the soles of her feet. Her body felt as cold as if she was in an ice cave, but her forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. What should she do?

A sound of breaking air appeared in her ears. Feng Jia's eyes froze and her head subconsciously tilted to the left. An arrow brushed past her ear and hit the tree. The arrow head was completely embedded in the trunk and the snow-white arrow feathers trembled slightly.

Almost at the same time, another arrow shot over, this time aimed at Feng Jia's heart.

The arrow came too fast and it was too late to dodge. Feng Jia only felt a sudden pain in his chest as the arrow pierced through his chest. The smell of blood immediately filled the air.

The horse under him could no longer run, and its front hooves fell forward heavily. Feng Jia was caught off guard and fell off the horse's back. There was a deep abyss in front of him.

Inertia made her fly far away. If she hadn't grabbed some rubble on the edge of the cliff, Feng Jia would have rolled down. She covered the wound that was bleeding and looked up.

The several black-clad assassins behind him finally caught up.

Behind her was a steep cliff. Several pieces of rubble rolled down under her feet and fell straight into the deep pool below, disappearing without a trace.

There is no way out.

"Run, why don't you run anymore?" The man in black cursed while gritting his teeth, his eyes itching unbearably.

Feng Jia breathed weakly: "I think I will die here today. Can you let me be a clear-headed ghost and tell me who wants to kill me?"

The man in black covered his eyes and grinned fiercely. When he was about to speak, the person next to him gently shook his head at him.

The man in black immediately understood and stopped talking.

The man next to him said in a deep voice, "In case of any accidents, it is important to kill her!"

The man in black nodded and walked closer with a long sword in hand, with murderous intent on his face. However, just when the cold sword was about to chop Feng Jia's forehead, the other party's hand loosened and the whole person fell down as if weightless.

Several people were shocked and ran to the edge of the cliff. They never thought that a young girl would have the courage to jump off the cliff and commit suicide.

"What should we do?" Several people on the cliff looked at each other.

The leader narrowed his eyes and said sternly, "Go find him! If he's alive, I want him. If he's dead, I want his body!"