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Chapter 218 She finished her song, and she took the stage.
Before the Xiongnu envoy could correct him, a sudden, seemingly inexplicable force yanked him away, sending him flying. The impact left his head spinning. He barely opened his eyes, only to see a broadsword tucked at her waist. It was still sheathed. The sword tip swung down, striking him so hard that his vision went black.
Xie Lanzhi was dressed in the uniform of a Hungarian soldier, wearing a tall hat. Her height left no room for doubt, so she boarded the ship without any trouble.
Dali Luo saw that her beautiful face was cold and aloof, and her eyes looked as if she were looking at a dead person.
His face immediately darkened, and without hesitation, he rushed into the ship, while Hun soldiers inside were busy getting out. He pushed them out.
Before the Xiongnu soldier could react, with a hiss, the white blade went in and the red blade came out. He immediately fell to the ground.
Dali Luo shouted to the Xiongnu soldiers inside the ship: "There's an assassin! Stop her!"
The Hun soldiers drew their broadswords, but before they could charge, countless flashes of cold light suddenly struck the crowd, and a group of people fell into pools of blood in an instant.
The broadsword she held in her right hand was stained red.
Xie Lanzhi approached Dali Luo step by step. She saw that Dali Luo was pressed against the ship's wall, with nowhere left to go.
"Wait, Xie Ying! You can't go back on your promise." With that, she lunged forward and plunged a knife into Dali Luo's abdomen. Dali Luo immediately coughed up blood, his head bowed in pain as he stared at the blade in his abdomen. His expression was one of utter disbelief.
"Rather than enduring pain and defying fate to stay in this world, I think it's better to die." Xie Lanzhi looked at him coldly and said, "That's true liberation."
She easily pulled out the knife, and blood gushed from her abdomen as if her chest had been ripped open, staining the cabin with blood.
Xie Lanzhi casually took the ancient jade back. She turned away, clutching the jade, refusing to look at Dali Luo. Dali Luo slowly knelt on the ground, his hands tightly covering the wound in his abdomen. Blood was flowing incessantly.
With his last breath, Dali Luo looked up and said, trembling, "You... you already knew about me."
Hsieh Lan-chih: "Actually, witchcraft is really evil."
"Aqina".
But evil cannot prevail over good.
She seemed to have lost interest in speaking to Aqina, even his last words.
Xie Lanzhi's figure gradually disappeared from Aqina's sight as she walked away.
"Xie...Ying!"
"I will not die. You, and your woman, and the entire Southern Central Plains, just wait to be slaughtered by me!"
"Hahaha!!" Aqina finally managed to laugh out loud, then collapsed to the floor, glaring with resentful whites of her eyes.
Xie Lanzhi stepped out of the cabin and looked up at the sky, where she saw another strange phenomenon.
This wasn't the first time she'd encountered this.
However, she breathed a sigh of relief. Aqina tried to possess her, but instead took over Dhalirara's body. In the end, she was killed by her own hand.
As for Aqina's last words, whether they were true or false, she no longer cared.
Because he was merely one of the executioners who caused the turmoil at the end of the Jin Dynasty; the true mastermind was the state sorcerer. And without Aqina, that state sorcerer was completely unable to use witchcraft. Because she was the only variable left. There was no longer any medium in the world for him to exploit.
The boat under Xie Lanzhi's feet swayed from side to side, and the other Xiongnu soldiers were either thrown off the boat and fell into the river, or they hit their heads on the deck and passed out.
Xie Lanzhi found a small boat, and just as someone successfully boarded and was about to escape, she kicked the Xiongnu soldier away, seized the boat, and sailed in the opposite direction.
The thunder continued to rumble in the sky, but it was mostly irrelevant to her now.
If she manages to get out and still gets struck by lightning, then so be it, she'll just have to accept her bad luck. Xie Lanzhi only wants to return to Lu State now. The two large ships behind her only stopped flying away after she had gone quite a distance, and the fog finally dissipated.
Then a scream came from the stern of the ship from the Xiongnu envoy: "General King!!"
"The General is dead! There's an assassin! Catch the assassin!"
His voice was quickly drowned out.
Xie Lanzhi rowed her boat along the waters away from the Red River. Suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and after a while, she finally saw the beautiful red sunset hanging over the mountaintop.
Xie Lanzhi slowly propelled the boat back to the State of Lu using a bamboo pole.
Night fell on the border of Lu State. Xie Bing and Li Li were waiting nearby. The matter had to be addressed by Li Li; he suspected that Xie Lanzhi had likely left by ship.
Whether or not we have to stay at the border, we'll wait for her to return.
Sun and Moon Secret Agents were also lurking nearby, planning to send Marshal Xie's message back to New Tianjing as soon as it was light the next day.
Xie Lanzhi was nowhere to be seen all night. The secret agents of the Sun and Moon Sect gave up waiting and prepared to send news of Marshal Xie's disappearance to His Highness. Suddenly, Li Li called out towards the riverbank, "Marshal?!"
The secret agents of the Sun and Moon spies all turned to the side and saw a person sitting on a small boat in their direction from the tree. The person was wearing the uniform of a Hun soldier, but her hair was loose, and she was clearly a woman from her figure.
Li Li naturally shouted without hesitation, "Is it Xie Lanzhi?"
If so, it won't hurt our own people.
The people on the ship waved to Li Li, who immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Go and bring the marshal back."
The two Xie soldiers hurriedly launched their boats and pulled Xie Lanzhi onto their own boats.
Xie Lanzhi felt her arms were aching from paddling, but she had finally reached the shore. If it weren't for the moonlight last night, she might have drifted away to who knows where.
She's lucky to have met someone she knows.
After Xie Lanzhi got ashore, her legs suddenly went weak, and she almost knelt on the ground. Fortunately, two Xie soldiers supported her and asked anxiously, "Marshal, what's wrong?"
"I'm fine, just tired." Xie Lanzhi hadn't expected to feel so tired after getting ashore.
She was taken back to the main palace of the State of Lu by a horse-drawn carriage.
Xie Lanzhi lay on the bed and closed her eyes, sleeping for a whole day and night. During that time, she had a series of nightmares in which Aqina transformed into a vengeful ghost seeking revenge on her.
Aqina cursed at himself, saying he would come back to life soon.
Xie Lanzhi only found him noisy and not at all like a mature person of his age. However, upon closer reflection, she realized that Aqina, who had transmigrated twenty years earlier, should have achieved great things. In the end, he was burdened by his physical condition, which drained his energy and eroded his will. In order to prolong his life, he almost became that despicable person who usurped others' positions.
Xie Lanzhi still remembers the possessiveness and jealousy in his eyes when he looked at her. Even though he tried to hide it, she could still sense his emotions.
Aqina was originally a warlord who burned, killed, and looted. What he did at the end of the Jin Dynasty was nothing more than a case of old habits die hard.
She saw Aqina's past in her dreams, a past filled with acts of arson, murder, and looting, or on the road to such acts. Ultimately, he was killed by the People's Army.
White Urn Palace.
The shaman continued his rituals, attempting to summon back the king's spirit, but the king's life force had already been extinguished. And then there was the king sitting on the bed—no, Dhalirara.
Dali Luo was completely bewildered when he suddenly realized that his body was no longer in pain.
The shaman, his face extremely grim, asked him, "How are you feeling now?"
Dali Luo said, "Yesterday I was in so much pain that I couldn't get out of bed, but today it's strange, I seem to be all better."
Upon hearing this, the bell in the national shaman's hand fell to the ground.
He suddenly became sarcastic: "No wonder, no wonder the king has been in excruciating pain. I thought that as long as I changed bodies, I could get rid of the pain."
"I didn't expect it to be something that wasn't a physical ailment at all."
Dali Luo, supporting Aqina's body, asked, "What does the State Wizard mean?"
At that moment, the national sorcerer no longer concealed anything from him: "The king's problem has been in his soul from the very beginning. He has been watched by heaven since he came into this world. It was not Xie Ying's appearance that brought him a turning point."
"It's not that the time for his death has come, but rather that it was the appointed time by Heaven."
"Then, then the king... is dead?" Dali Luo's eyes widened immediately: "If the king is dead, then my master died in vain?"
The shaman glanced at the life lamp, then picked up the bell: "It seems my skills are insufficient to master the art of grafting."
"This time, I will return to the mountain to continue my cultivation."
When Dali Luo heard that he was leaving, he became anxious: "When will you be back, Grand Wizard?"
“It’s all fate, Dali Luo.” The shaman looked at him with complicated eyes, then changed his words: “From now on, you are the king.”
"If you want revenge, go find Xie Ying."
After finishing his speech, the national shaman rose and hurriedly walked out of the palace gates, before Dali Luo could stop him. He didn't even bother to prepare his formal attire, and walked all the way to the vermilion gates of the palace. He raised his waist token, and the guards of the White Palace let him through as usual.
But today, a guard suddenly asked him, "Lord King Shaman, are you going back to the mountain this time?"
The shaman said absentmindedly, "I'm going out to take care of something. I'll be back soon."
The guards immediately stepped back to make way for him. The shaman's face darkened, and he felt uneasy. Before he could think further, the guard behind him drew his broadsword, rushed forward, and stabbed the shaman through the skin.
The shaman abruptly stopped, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He bowed his head, trembling.
Two figures stood on the ground, one in front of the other. Suddenly, the figure behind drew a knife. Drops of blood fell to the ground.
The guard sheathed his blade and said, "His Majesty instructed his men that if they see you flash your identification badge, they should kill you without mercy."
The shaman collapsed to the ground, his waist token falling to the floor as well. Only then did the shaman realize that the token had somehow changed from black wood with gold trim to its usual red wood and gold trim.
The king... he still couldn't afford to gamble. The shaman gave a bitter laugh. He coughed up one last mouthful of blood, and in his fading consciousness, he seemed to see the Taoist priest from the deep mountains standing beside him.
Then, with a sigh, he said, "Junior brother, I hope that even in the afterlife you can continue to comprehend the truth and that you can repent and start anew in your next life."
The national shaman closed his eyes completely. He breathed his last.
After the guard finished killing the person, he saw someone approaching the corpse. Just as the guard was about to ask who it was, the person suddenly disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The guard thought he had misread it.
Afterwards, at the White Urn Palace, the chronically ill king finally emerged. Before the Northern Xiongnu ministers could even rejoice, they saw the king slumped on his throne, uttering not a word.
When the news spread, Lord Anshan was very happy that his brother had finally recovered and would soon be able to travel south.
The main palace of the State of Lu.
Upon hearing that Aqina had recovered, Li Li said with great concern, "We have already witnessed Aqina's brutal methods. Now that he's better, who knows what he might do?"
Xie Lanzhi recalled that the "Xiaoyao Pill" and "Fushou Cake" were both products of Aqina's efforts ten years ago, which had provided him with substantial funds. This was in line with his warlord methods.
However, after personally meeting Aqina, she felt that he wasn't a very good person. He simply had an early advantage in his development.
The rest were merely replicas of the turmoil that occurred at the end of the Jin Dynasty. Thinking of picking up scraps from others and always using the worst people, Xie Lanzhi couldn't help but shake her head.
She believed that the scheme that Aqina had laid out ten years ago had basically quelled the internal strife of the Northern Hu Xiongnu.