Chapter 47 8. Once so close to death

After Xu Yi, Gao Zhan and other conquest envoys bid farewell to Sima Mansion, they all boarded their cars and went back to Xudu.Only Wu Mao and a few of his guards stopped halfway, claiming that they were ordered by Cao Sikong to go to Huojia County to inspect the military situation. Because Wu Mao's true identity is the deputy commander of Cao Sikong's personal bodyguards, he can be called the most trusted confidant around Cao Sikong, and they have always been responsible for spying on secret visits and monitoring the actions of officials, so Xu Yi and Gao Zhanzong are somewhat skeptical. He didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he let Wu Mao lead a few elite soldiers and rode away.

However, when Wu Mao and his team arrived at the three-fork intersection at the junction of Huojia County and Wen County, they galloped straight into the intersection heading to Wen County—and hurried back towards the previous way. In the filial piety, they took off their armor in the dense forest, put on tattered refugee clothes, disguised themselves as ordinary peasants, and lurked nearby, preparing to further spy on Sima Yi's reality. One night seven days later, Wu Mao had already memorized the layout of the houses in the Sima Mansion in his mind. He put on a night outfit and rode under the cover of several guards under the cover of a few guards to avoid the servants of the Sima Mansion. He went all the way to Sima Yi's bedroom. Suddenly, with a loud cry, he broke in with a knife and went straight to the bed to kill him!

The moment the room door broke open, he saw Sima Yi was still lying frozen on the bed, motionless!Facing the harsh knife light and the assassin who came suddenly, Sima Yi woke up suddenly, his face turned pale with fright, his fists pounded the wooden railings on both sides of the bed, and he shouted "Help", but the whole body The body twisted and twisted rapidly and heavily under the quilt, but it still couldn't stand up, nor could it crawl away! With soft rustling sounds, Wu Mao's blade swam swiftly across his quilt like a snake and a flying fish, and clusters of cotton wool kept flying up and down along with the blade light that flowed like electricity—they They were scattered on the top of Sima Yi's head, forehead, shoulders, and cheeks, making him all white and dusty all over his body, making him look a little funny and ridiculous!

However, Sima Yi was still like a puppet, reacting very slowly and strenuously - even when Wu Mao's sharp knife point pierced his skirt and pierced his skin, he still couldn't jump up to resist desperately! With a soft sound of "Bo", Sima Yi's skin on the side of the neck was scratched by the blade, and a string of bright red blood beads rolled down quickly - he closed his eyes and shouted hoarsely: "My life is over! " The blade didn't pierce deeply, but stuck to the skin between his chest and jaw, slashing left and right for a while, it was like a piece of ice, slashing on any piece of skin on Sima Yi's body Immediately, his hair stood on end and his muscles tensed up—this was a torture that was worse than killing him with a knife!Sima Yi felt that his nerves were being cut and torn apart bit by bit...

He cried and begged hoarsely, but his lying body did not bounce up because of the fear in his heart—finally, he heard the assassin's soft sigh from the depths of his throat, and then everything seemed to be still It's gone: The sharp and hard chill that was still on his neck just now disappeared! Outside the window, there was a mix of servants coming from all directions, shouting for help, and driving thieves away! At this moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, and there was nothing in front of him, and it was so quiet, that Wu Mao had disappeared! With a flash of gray shadow, Niu Jin jumped down from the eaves of the room, knelt down beside his couch, with admiration on his face: "Congratulations, Second Young Master—this assassin didn't detect any flaws in you!"

But Sima Yi didn't say a word, just lying on the bed panting heavily, his hands clutching the edge of the bed tightly, the veins on his arms were bulging, and the clothes under his vest were drenched with cold sweat! At the most dangerous, urgent, and unpredictable juncture just now, he gave up all his tactics and actions, and relied on his deepest intuition and perseverance to gamble with the assassin on the sharp point of the knife. In the end he won—the assassin was really deceived by his most authentic disguise, so he put away his knife and left! What if, at the last moment, he couldn't help jumping up in fright, or a slip of the hand gave him away?Maybe, he really can't stand up anymore? !

Two enemies face each other, at the time of life and death, whoever can count more accurately, who can hold on more firmly, who can endure more, will be the final winner! This is the most profound true meaning of struggle that Sima Yi experienced with his own life in this soul-stirring night.This experience and this truth will affect countless life-and-death contests in his future life!As long as he thinks of the extremely thrilling scene tonight, he will secretly sneer at the opponents in front of him-I was so close to death, and I put down all resistance to approach death, but in the end, death came before me. Back down sadly!So what danger do I dare not take now?What difficulties are there that you dare not break through?Is there any ups and downs that can't be persisted in the past?