After rebirth, I became a national teacher

Seeing this, a look of satisfaction flashed in Chen Qingzhu's eyes.

Although Hui'an is not good at speaking, he is the calmest at critical moments.

She is skilled in martial arts and has a stable mentality, so it is most appropriate to leave the rear to her.

After Chen Qingzhu left, Hui'an pulled out a boning knife from his waist and placed it on Ci'an's neck.

Since she learned yesterday that Captain Li had sent someone, she has been carrying a knife with her, ready to fight the enemy at any time.

She did not force others to fight the enemy desperately, but she herself had long been prepared to die together with the enemy.

She thought it through thoroughly. It was not a loss at all that she was rescued by the temple master and had lived a healthy life with good food, warm clothes and dignity for more than ten days.

If the temple master is no match for Captain Li, she, who leads the rebellion, will only be retaliated against and tortured even more severely by Ci'an and others until she dies.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to drag these evil people to death together from the very beginning.

"If you dare to act rashly, don't blame me for not being steady and sending you to see the King of Hell early!"

Ci'an had not enjoyed enough of her good days, and the hope of escaping was just around the corner, so she was extremely afraid of death.

He had originally planned to incite the other convicts to revolt together, and to cooperate with Captain Li, but now he quickly gave up the idea and shouted to the convicts:

"No one is allowed to move! If they hurt me, when Captain Li comes, I will make sure you guys pay for it!"

Huiyuan's eyes turned, and a plan came to his mind. He comforted Ci'an:

"Master, don't be afraid. You are a hostage. They dare not do anything to you."

Then he shouted to the other slaves:

"Everyone, come together and rescue Master!"

Ci'an was so angry that she started to curse:

"Don't move! No one is allowed to move!"

He scolded Huiyuan again:

"You evil disciple! What do you mean by saying this? Do you want Hui'an to kill me so that you can take over Jingci Temple?"

Before Huiyuan could explain himself, he felt his balance was unstable and he fell suddenly in the yard. Then someone pressed him to the ground from behind. He felt a sharp pain in his neck and a warm liquid instantly flowed into his clothes.

"Ahhhh——" The delayed pain made her scream.

"If you move again, I'll pierce your neck."

Huiyun's cold voice came from behind.

It turned out that while Ci'an and Huiyuan were fighting, Huiyun had quietly got behind Huiyuan and kicked him to the ground.

It’s not that she has made earth-shaking changes in the training in the past half month, but Ci'an Huiyuan and others have been pampered on weekdays and are not physically strong. They have not been well fed and slept well in the past half month, and the injuries on their legs have not healed, so they will fall down with a push.

As for the hairpin, Huiyun had prepared it in the past for self-defense.

Now that he saw Hui'an had controlled Ci'an and Huiyuan was still trying to do something bad, he took down Huiyuan without hesitation.

Once the knife was placed on his neck, Huiyuan was as afraid of death as Ci'an and he didn't even dare to fart.

The two could only pray silently in their hearts, hoping that the commander would quickly capture Chen Qingzhu and shoot these bitches to death with one arrow to rescue them.

No matter what the two men thought, they dared not say a single disrespectful word. The rest of the hard laborers, led by Ci'an Huiyuan, became obedient when they saw the two men being captured.

The situation was about to become chaotic, but Hui'an and Huiyun worked together to control it.

The two men exchanged a tacit look, then concentrated on controlling the hostages in their hands, waiting for the outcome of the negotiations between the temple master and the outsiders.

*

At this time, Chen Qingzhu had already walked outside the Cihang Temple.

At a glance, he saw more than a hundred cavalrymen parked in front of the Taoist temple, and Captain Li, who was leading the way and was obviously the leader.

Captain Li was a fat man in his forties. Although he had a sturdy build and wore riding clothes, he was fat and his belt was bulging out from his big belly. He had none of the heroic spirit of a cavalryman and only looked wretched and greasy.