"Everyone, please work harder. This mountain is called Thunderstorm Mountain. The weather is weird and changeable. It's still sunny now. Let's try to climb over this mountain as soon as possible!"

Captain Yan pushed the luxury carriage with both hands and stepped out step by step with his legs, which seemed very laborious.

The slope of Thunderstorm Mountain is extremely high. It is difficult for ordinary horses to go up alone without carrying people, let alone pulling a heavy carriage behind them.

Therefore, Mr. He and his two students could only come down and walk up the mountain.

As for the two detectives, one was pushing the carriage at the back, and the other was pulling the horse rope forward.

On the other hand, looking at Li Qingshan, the little red horse seemed not to be affected at all. The slope with a slope of nearly 60 degrees was like flat ground to it.

Not only does it not require the three people on the carriage and Li Qingshan to come down, it can even lean next to "Baojun" from time to time and perform a three-legged jump...

Of course, Li Qingshan also invited Mr. He and his two students to sit on the carriage and squeeze in.

Mr. He always refused, maybe because he was embarrassed... As for the two students, they seemed to dislike the messy car panel behind the little red horse, so they would rather climb the hill by themselves than ride in the car.

Seeing this, Li Qingshan stopped saying anything.

An hour later.

Everyone walked to the top of Thunderstorm Mountain.

Bang!

A bolt of blue thunder struck straight five meters in front of Baojun!

Where the green thunder landed, a large, charred pit appeared.

The frightened Baojun's legs went weak and he almost overturned the carriage!

Wow!

The heavy rain fell instantly!

The three students on Li Qingshan's side moved quickly. While putting on their own raincoats, they also threw a bamboo hat to the gentleman on horseback.

"There is a ruined temple ahead, go in and take shelter." Li Qingshan, wearing a bamboo hat, shouted loudly.

"Hey!"

The little red horse roared loudly and galloped towards the ruined temple.

On Mr. He's side, he pulled two students and ran wildly in the rain.

After them, the two agents Yan and Zhao took Baojun and followed them...

...

In the ruined temple, a Buddha statue full of cracks is placed horizontally in the center.

The surrounding walls were covered with cobwebs and a thick layer of dust.

Fortunately, the roof of the ruined temple was still intact, with only a few places leaking water.

Crunch...crunch...crunch...

Two bonfires were burning, one on the left and one on the right, bringing some warm light to this cold and dark ruined temple.

The two policemen entered the temple last, with water constantly dripping from their bodies.

They simply took off their coats and stirred the water.

Mr. He's side was not much better than them, but their carriage had a roof and the clothes inside didn't get wet.

The three teachers and students took turns walking behind the Buddha statue and changing out of their soaked clothes.

As for Li Qingshan, his students were basically not wet. After a while, the dampness and coldness on their bodies dissipated.

The strong wind howled in from the gate of the ruined temple, and the windows that could not be closed kept making squeaking noises.

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Even if the three people on Mr. He's side changed into dry clothes and lit a fire, they could not dispel the cold feeling after being exposed to the rain.

In addition, scholars who have not entered Confucianism and Taoism are inherently weak.

Judging from the situation of several people, it is estimated that they will have a cold and fever the next day.

Listening to the continuous sneezing, Li Qingshan stood up, took the big iron pot and walked outside the temple. After cleaning the pot with rainwater, he took a basin of rainwater in.

After boiling the rainwater, Li Qingshan casually cut a few pieces of old ginger purchased from Nantong County.

After a while, the spicy smell of ginger filled the air.

This smell is usually a bit harsh to the nose, but when you are cold in the rain, just smelling the spicy smell can make your body feel a little warmer.

Soon, a large pot of light yellow ginger tea was brewed.

"Mr. He, two adults, please come over and drink some ginger soup." Li Qingshan greeted.

After hearing this, everyone who had long been stimulated by the smell of the ginger soup and wanted to have a big bowl of it got up and came over.

Qiao Xi and Xiaoyao'er were also very sensible and took out the bowls they carried.

Li Qingshan picked up the iron pot with one hand and poured a bowl of ginger tea for several people very smoothly.

When the two detectives arrived and thanked them, they picked up the ginger tea and drank it in one gulp.

Mr. He walked over and found that his two students were still standing where they were and had not come over.

"Zhijie, Xiaohan, why don't you come over?"

Wang Zhijie waved his hand and said, "Sir, I won't drink. It's not cold."

"Me too, let them drink." Zhuang Han agreed with a cold tone.

It's already showing off, but it's not cold yet... Mr. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "Come here quickly."

"Yes!" The two students looked at each other and walked over reluctantly.

Mr. He then thanked Li Qingshan, then picked up the ginger tea and drank it.

Look at their tea-drinking expressions...disgust is written on their faces.

At the same time, Xiao Yao'er and the others also drank ginger tea.

What they drank was quite refreshing. Although they were not that cold to begin with, drinking this tea made their whole bodies warm and made them feel more comfortable.

Captain Yan put down his bowl and said to everyone, "You can rest peacefully tonight. Agent Zhao and I will take turns keeping watch."

"Vigil? This place is in the wilderness, and it's stormy outside. There shouldn't be any bad guys, right?" Wang Zhijie frowned and drank less than half of a large bowl of ginger tea before putting it down.

"Yes, you two have put down so much effort today, why don't we take a break together. I don't think there will be any bad guys here." As he said that, Zhuang Han also put down the ginger tea in his hand.

Her bowl had even more food, as if she had never drunk anything.

"You don't know something. I didn't say it before. There is actually a group of hidden bandits in Thunderstorm Mountain. They are hard to find and extremely cunning... people who pass by are often robbed by them."

"If there is no one to keep watch, if the bandits come, then we really don't know how we died."

"The two of us are rough people, and the night cycle is an everyday thing. You just need to take a rest earlier."

Boom!

The thunder was rolling, and the rain outside was getting heavier.

"Help...life...ah..."

A shrill scream broke through the rain curtain.

Clang! Clang!

The two detectives reacted quickly, pulled out their long knives and hid behind the walls on both sides of the entrance to the ruined temple.

Li Qingshan glanced at the gate of the ruined temple, and vaguely saw two figures, one tall and one short, staggering towards it.

"Save us! Save us!"

As the figures got closer and closer, Li Qingshan could clearly hear their shouts.

As far as the eye could see, there was an extra man and a woman.

Soon, the man and woman ran to the gate of the ruined temple. They were soaked and panting and shouted to the people in front of them: "Bandits, there are bandits!"

"Where are the bandits?" Upon hearing this, Detective Zhao immediately stepped forward and put the knife on the man's neck.

In his opinion, these two men and women who suddenly appeared were extremely suspicious, so it was always right to control the man first.

Originally, the man and woman had not seen the two detectives hiding by the door, but now they saw the official uniforms the other party was wearing.

The man was not afraid of the blade. He knelt down directly on the ground, pointed at the door and shouted: "Sir! The bandits are outside! The bandits are chasing us!"
Chapter completed!