Gu Jiao said, "You’re leaving?"
The Monk replied, "Aren’t you leaving?"
Gu Jiao said, "I am, indeed."
Then the Monk said, "What’s there to talk about? Hurry up and eat, then hit the road!"
"Oh."
Gu Jiao ate a few wild fruits, so sour.
After filling her stomach, Gu Jiao packed up. There was almost nothing left in the first aid kit, and she had lost her bow, but making another one wasn’t difficult with Master Lu and Xiao Shun around.
Gu Jiao shouldered the Red-Tasseled Spear and her small backpack.
The Monk stuffed the remaining sour fruits that could make one’s teeth fall out into her backpack. "For sustenance on the road!"
Gu Jiao gave him a side glance. "You’re just giving them to me because you’re too lazy to carry them, aren’t you?"
The Monk, holding his Buddha beads in one hand, replied, "Amitabha, so be it, so be it. The humble monk means well."
Gu Jiao: I’d have to be possessed to believe you.
The two left the dilapidated temple.
Actually, Gu Jiao wanted to see how the Princess was doing at the Imperial Mausoleum, but six days had passed since the first deployment of the Jinyiwei from the Crown Prince’s mansion, and whatever was going to happen must have already happened.
Either the Princess acted quickly, noticed the corpses of the Jinyiwei beyond the broken bridge, and managed to return to Shengdu before the second wave of Jinyiwei arrived.
Or... the Princess had already been killed.
"I am going to head back to Shengdu. What do you plan to do next?" asked Gu Jiao.
"I..."
Just as the Monk began to speak, a sudden surge of murderous intent came from behind!
The Monk whirled around, shielding Gu Jiao with his body, and struck out with a palm, meeting the assailant’s attack!
The collision from that move cracked the path.
The Monk looked down the empty path with a cold laugh, "Heh, daring to ambush me from so far away, quite impressive indeed. Girl, you go ahead."
Gu Jiao poked her little head out from behind him and asked, "Can you beat them? If not, I can stay and lend you a hand."
If it was a foe one could squash with ease, the Monk wouldn’t have been forced to strike back so quickly, and that palm had much more force than when he faced the three Sky Wolves.
The Monk smiled nonchalantly, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed: "It’s someone somewhat troublesome, but not so much that I can’t handle them. I wanted you to leave first because I didn’t want that old Taoist to see your face, mistake you as one of my allies, and if they can’t beat me, they’ll come looking for trouble with you later. Of course, if you doubt that and stay..."
Before he could finish speaking, he turned his head only to see Gu Jiao, who just a second ago had offered to assist, had already sprinted away with a whoosh!
The Monk: "..."
...
It took Gu Jiao two days to rush back to Shengdu from Guan Mountain.
The Crown Prince’s mansion actually didn’t know who killed their first wave of Jinyiwei. They followed the traces at the scene to find the broken temple.
She and the Monk had wiped clean all traces in the temple before they left.
As long as she didn’t give herself away, the Crown Prince’s mansion wouldn’t be able to track her down.
Gu Jiao returned to the mansion in the evening.
Upon hearing the sound of horse hooves outside, Lady Nan, without a second thought, went over, pulled open the courtyard door, and exclaimed, "Jiaojiao!"
During these days, every time there was the sound of horse hooves in the alley, Lady Nan would come out to look.
"You’re finally back!" After looking around the alley, Lady Nan pulled Gu Jiao inside, closed the courtyard door, barred it, and asked with concern, "Are you alright? Why were you gone for so long?"
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