The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Chapter 125: Catching a Turtle in a Jar 3

Ji Zexu thought that Ji Yinghuai still had that bit of brotherly love in his mind, so he sneered in his heart and quickly hid behind the bookshelf.

The guard at the door saw the situation inside and rushed in with a knife in hand. Ji Yinghuai drew a hidden weapon from his waist.

The five people who walked in first felt a pain in their chest before they could react. They looked down and saw red blood oozing out. They fell down before they could even call for help.

The people who were lying in ambush around them reacted immediately, picking up their weapons or raising their bows and arrows to aim at Ji Yinghuai.

Ji Zexu stood behind the bookshelf. From his position, no matter how people outside shot arrows at him, they could not hurt him, and besides, these people were his subordinates.

While Ji Yinghuai was dodging, he threw out two round beads. This time they were not killing weapons, but fire bombs. A large cloud of smoke quickly rose up when they landed on the ground, covering the people around. Even if they were standing face to face, they could not see the figures clearly.

Unfortunately, it only lasts for a stick of incense.

The accident happened in an instant, and before Ji Zexu could react, Ji Yinghuai was already standing in front of him.

Before the people outside broke into the house, Ji Yinghuai raised his hand and closed the study door.

There were only two of them left in the study. Ji Zexu was terrified. He didn't expect that Ji Yinghuai was so well prepared that he even carried hidden arrows and fire bombs with him.

He caught the turtle in the jar, but he didn't expect that he would be at a disadvantage.

In an instant, Ji Yinghuai stood in front of him and raised his hand to his chest.

"big--"

Before he could finish his words, Ji Yinghuai grabbed his neck and raised one of his hands.

The sudden feeling of suffocation made Ji Zexu's brain go blank. He tightly grasped Ji Yinghuai's arm with one hand, fearing that the other party would strangle him to death.

He managed to squeeze out a few words: "Big brother, I know, I know I was wrong. Brother, I know." Ji Zexu showed regret on his face and felt the force on his neck loosen a little. A hint of cruelty flashed across his eyes.

His hand quickly reached out to a scroll at hand, and with a push, the door of the bookcase on the wall opened with a rumble.

There is actually a secret passage here.

Taking advantage of Ji Yinghuai's brief daze, Ji Zexu took out a few silver needles from somewhere and stabbed them towards Ji Yinghuai's neck.

While Ji Yinghuai was dodging, he quickly broke free.

Ji Zexu was not in a hurry to run. He turned the vase beside him and said, "Brother, your skills are still as neat as ever. I really underestimated you. Unfortunately, this house has been surrounded by iron walls. You can't run away even if you have wings. Brother, just enjoy what I will prepare for you next."

After he finished speaking, he let out a sinister laugh and turned to enter the tunnel.

Ji Yinghuai was not in a hurry to chase after people. He held a few black five-pointed darts in his fingertips. He moved quickly and only the afterimages of the darts could be seen.

Ji Zexu clenched his arm and howled in pain. It was clearly his plan, but he didn't expect that he would suffer the loss. He was beaten just now and now he was hit by an arrow.

He was no match for them in a one-on-one fight, and the people outside would rush in soon, so he just let them turn Ji Yinghuai into a hornet's nest. He walked into the secret passage without stopping, covering his arm and not looking back.

What he didn't see was that when he turned around and continued walking inside, a smile flashed across Ji Yinghuai's face.

The moment the door of the darkroom opened, Ji Zexu wasted time saying a few words to him, and the black shadow went in.

At the same time, Ji Zexu had just taken two steps and Ji Yinghuai was still standing in the same place, when countless hidden arrows shot out from the secret passage in an instant.

If Ji Yinghuai had followed two steps just now, he would have been shot into a sieve no matter how fast he was.

"Your Highness, someone come and protect you. Your Highness is still inside. Protect him. Anyone else will be killed without mercy."

Someone outside had already broken open the door and rushed in with a weapon in his hand.

This secret passage was designed quite cleverly, and its attack range was only the small area where Ji Yinghuai was standing. Fortunately, its number was limited.

Just as the hidden arrows shot from the secret passage stopped, there were a few whooshing sounds from the two rows of bookshelves facing each other on both sides, and different arrows shot towards Ji Yinghuai.

While dodging the hidden arrows, Ji Yinghuai also picked up a few and threw them at the people coming at the door.

These people were not like ordinary guards, they were quite good at martial arts. Although some of them were shot and fell to the ground, three of them had already surrounded him, with long swords flashing coldly in their hands, ready to chop him.

Ji Yinghuai didn't have any suitable weapons in his hand. The passage just now must be full of traps. Ji Zexu probably had them set up long ago and was waiting for him to go in.

Ji Yinghuai once again glanced at the layout of the study and thought to himself that it should not have been completed recently. It should have been arranged when the old prince was still alive.

His people would not arrive for a while, so he had to delay for a while longer.

Ji Yinghuai quickly turned the vase, and with a clicking sound, the door of the dark room closed again. The people who came forward thought there was another hidden weapon and stopped in their tracks.

Ji Yinghuai gave them a provocative smile.

The people in front were indeed enraged and rushed over with knives in hand.

Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, two hanging nets suddenly appeared in the air from somewhere.

"what!"

"It's a trap. Back off."

It was too late to retreat, as the huge nets just caught all three of them and hung them on the beams.

The weapon fell to the ground, and no one knew what the net was made of. After struggling for a long time, it didn't move at all.

"The dignified King Zhanbei is so despicable!" One of them spoke coldly while looking at Ji Yinghuai who was standing below.

"Ha." Ji Yinghuai was almost laughing. These people were clearly the ones who ambushed him, but they actually called him despicable.

He taunted, "Your kung fu isn't that great, and your brains seem to have been unused for years. How did you become a member of the Imperial Guard?"

The three of them blushed at what he said, they didn't expect that their identities would be guessed before they had done anything. He was worthy of being the King of Zhanbei, he really had some abilities.

Now I can’t stay any longer.

The white smoke at the door had dissipated, and more and more people poured in. The three sneered, "Your Majesty, you'd better surrender. You are only one person, and we have so many brothers."

Ji Yinghuai didn't waste any time talking to them. He took the initiative to knock down the two people who rushed over to the ground.

These people are good at kung fu, but they are still far inferior to him.

However, the other side did have the advantage in numbers. Except for the few people in front, Ji Yinghuai did not kill them directly. These people were all imperial guards, and it was not his turn to decide how to deal with them.

He is now just delaying time, waiting for the shadow to get the final evidence.

Fortunately, he was in the study room. If he were outside in the open yard with everyone fighting, he would have had a hard time. Even so, after fighting for more than half an hour, he was still a little exhausted.