Lan Zhou, the number one assassin in Kyoto, is dead.

The two words "Lan Zhou" engraved on the dagger on the woman's body revealed her identity. When the news came out, the whole Kyoto was in an uproar.

On the night of Lan Zhou's death, there was a violent storm in Kyoto. The bamboo forest in the prime minister's residence was swaying due to the raindrops, and the shadows were like a hundred ghosts parading at night.

The tip of the knife dug into the heart of the man in front of her. Bright blood gushed out impatiently and quickly soaked the ground under the rain. The man staggered to the ground and raised his eyes to look at her hard.

The blood in his body seemed to have frozen, and a shrill scream came from the edge of the pool.

"Feng Ping!"

Her expression was hideous and horrifying, twisted like a female ghost with a soul locked in it, and she stared at the scene in front of her with wide eyes.

At this moment, she was tied up with her hands behind her back and stuffed into a cage, kneeling in front of the lotus pond, her eyes bloodshot as if they were about to bleed.

The heavy rain poured from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet, and even the cracks in her bones were chilled. Her face was pale and her tattered cloth clothes were dotted with brown and red.

Whether it was because she was too cold or too excited, her lips began to tremble. She twisted her body and struggled desperately like a trapped beast. The hemp rope dug into her wrist, leaving a bloody mark.

The servant beside her grabbed the rope around her neck. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't do it. She could only watch her eyes slowly close.

"Alas, how pitiful! If your dearest sister hadn't failed in the assassination attempt, you wouldn't have been implicated."

The man under the eaves sighed and spoke words of pity, but his voice sounded indifferent and ordinary.

Zuo Chengyu raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the woman by the pool, and a familiar smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Gu Qingzhi, you know that this is the outcome of a failed assassination attempt. Now that things have come to this, you should accept this fact."

Gu Qingzhi, this is her real name. It turns out that Zuo Chengyu had already investigated her background thoroughly in order to threaten her with the people around her.

Now that he had watched his brother die in front of his own eyes, Gu Qingzhi raised his head, his eyes dead silent, and he gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "Did you kill my master?"

Zuo Chengyu sneered softly: "So what? At this point, isn't it redundant to ask these questions?"

Gu Qingzhi smiled: "Those so-called 'evil' people are just blocking your way, right?"

Before Zuo Chengyu could say anything else, Zuo Fuhong, who was sitting beside him, spoke first: "Well, the great cause of the Prime Minister is not something you bandits can interfere with. There is no point in saying more. Let's get going as soon as possible."

"Sink into the pond!" Following Zuo Chengyu's order, several servants surrounded the cage that contained Gu Qingzhi and dragged her towards the lotus pond step by step.

Gu Qingzhi laughed more and more crazily: "Hahahaha, Zuo Fuhong, Zuo Chengyu, I have fought for your current status for nearly ten years. Now I think it was all a scam! If I could turn into a ghost, I would make you live a life worse than death!"

The two people under the eaves looked at her going crazy coldly without showing any reaction at all.

The pool water flooded the cage and also drowned out the unfinished words. Almost no one knew that Gu Qingzhi couldn't swim, but she was still dug out by the father and son.

See, after all they were still afraid of her, so afraid that they even chose such a targeted way of her death.

The pool water choked my nasal cavity and the air in my chest slowly decreased, as if a large hand was strangling my throat. The noisy sound of water around me gradually faded away.

Gu Qingzhi recalled that when she was sixteen years old, she was recruited by the Zuo Xiang and his son. She was full of enthusiasm and helped them to eradicate the evil people. Over the years, she had great trust in their judgment and found ways to assassinate many evil people.

However, what she thought was upholding justice turned out to be nothing but a joke in the end!

It was not until just now that Gu Qingzhi completely saw the true colors of the father and son. She didn't know how many innocent people there were among the so-called "traitors" she had slaughtered in her life.

He himself is burdened with sins, while these two men have clean hands. They play hypocritical kindness from beginning to end under the banner of serving the country and the people. They hold high positions and look down on everyone. In their eyes, these people are nothing but meat on the chopping board.

Gu Qingzhi finally closed her eyes.

This life is so not worth it.

Gu Qingzhi thought that everything was over, but perhaps God saw that she was too wronged, so she was reborn.

Suburbs of Kyoto, Yu State

The woods were filled with mist, leaves were rustling, the waning autumn moon was hanging in the sky, and a dark figure stood under the moonlight, staring in a daze at the blood-stained dagger in his hand.

A faint fishy smell rose with the mist, irritating the nasal cavity through the mask. Gu Qingzhi looked along the bloodstains slowly flowing under her feet, and her eyes finally fixed on the corpse beside her.

This scene was very familiar; it happened when she was sixteen years old.

Her mind gradually became clear, and she immediately squatted down to search. Sure enough, she found a stack of land deeds in the lapel of the corpse's chest.

The date on these land deeds is the tenth day of September in the twenty-fourth year of Yuan Yan.

Gu Qingzhi was reborn on the night when she first met Zuo Xiang and his son as "Lan Zhou".

"It seems that this is the famous Brother Lan Zhou. Why don't you chat with me for a while?"

Hearing this voice, Gu Qingzhi's back tensed up and the blood in her body almost froze. She slowly turned around and looked at the familiar face.

That’s right, it was today. In her previous life, she accepted Zuo Chengyu’s recruitment. It was also because of this day that her master, brother and herself were all killed in their hands.

"Zuo Chengyu..."

Gu Qingzhi gritted her teeth and called out the man's name in a low voice, word by word, as if she wanted to tear off his flesh and blood with every word.

The reason why Zuo Chengyu called her "brother" was entirely because Gu Qingzhi, as Lan Zhou, usually dressed as a man. In order to hide her identity, she almost never wore women's clothes.

Although Zuo Chengyu was only seventeen or eighteen years old at this time, he remained calm. There was no ripple on his jade-like face. He even smiled warmly: "I think you know me, so there's no need to introduce myself."

Gu Qingzhi recalled the rainy night when she was imprisoned in the cage and immersed in the lotus pond. She shuddered suddenly and tightly grasped the Lanzhou in her hand, wishing she could kill the person in front of her right now.

Zuo Chengyu did not notice her strange mood. He just stared at the corpse on the ground carefully and said with appreciation: "What a neat move. You are worthy of being the number one assassin in Kyoto."

Gu Qingzhi tried hard to suppress the impulse in her blood, took a deep breath to calm herself down, lowered her voice and slowly opened her mouth: "What can I do for you?"

She naturally knew why Zuo Chengyu came. She was still very young in her previous life. Zuo Chengyu dared to come alone, which showed that he was very courageous. It was precisely because of this admiration that she let down her guard.

Now she looked carefully and saw that there were people hiding everywhere in the dark shadows behind the trees. The so-called "courage" was nothing more than the confidence in protecting them in secret.

"My father has heard a lot of rumors about you and admires you very much. He wants to meet you. Are you interested?" Zuo Chengyu took out a waist badge from the prime minister's mansion and handed it to Gu Qingzhi.

As sincere as this sentence sounded at the time, it sounds so ridiculous now.

Having died once, everything that happened in her previous life is still vivid in her mind. How could she allow such a tragedy to happen again?

In this life, she would haunt this wolfish father and son like a ghost. She wanted them to live a life worse than death and make them pay for their actions!

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