Xingziao, thirty miles outside Shehong County.

It is adjacent to the Fushui River and the Tushan Mountain on the other side, forming a shaped Chaoyang valley. Because the valley is full of apricot trees, it is named Xingziau, which is also a famous landscape in Shehong County. It is late spring, and the apricot flowers are withering, and the pink and white petals are scattered throughout the valley. From a distance, the scenery is extremely charming.

Five miles away from Xingziao, there is a river beside.

There is a mound here, and under the mound is a dense forest.

As long as you go to Xingziao, you will have to pass through this dense forest. However, when Yang Shouwen arrived, he only saw many corpses standing upside down on the path outside the dense forest. After a rough estimate, there were at least fifty or sixty.

Among them, more than twenty people dressed in beggars.

The remaining people were dressed in the costumes that had previously chased the old bullhead.

Apart from these corpses, there were no living people around him. Yang Shouwen held his horse, looked around, and said sternly: "Distract immediately to see if he can find a living person."

When the eighteen escorts heard this, they immediately responded in unison, and in groups of three, they rode their horses and scattered.

Yang Shouwen shook the stirrup and took off the horse, hung the black iron gun on the back, held the corrugated gold mace, walked to a corpse, and squatted down.

This is a corpse of Feiwuman. There is no trace of blood on his body, but a dart is inserted into the middle of his eyebrows.

Plum Blossom Needle!

Yang Shouwen recognized the origin of the dart at a glance, his eyes condensed, and he stretched out his hand to pull out the plum blossom needle. Fei Wuman's face was covered with a faint black lacquer, and black blood remained in his mouth and nose. This was a very obvious symptom of poisoning, and the source of the poison was the plum blossom needle in his hand.

I vaguely remember that Madam Mei’s hidden weapon never uses poison, at most it uses a narcotic drug with anesthetic nature.

But this plum blossom needle...

Yang Shouwen lowered his head and glanced at it. From the hazy gray color that appeared on the needle, he could roughly tell which poison it was.

"Old bullhead, have you ever found the young lady?"

"No!"

When Yang Shouwen squatted down to check the corpses, the old Niuto had already looked at the corpses, but he could not find the young lady.

"Alang, this person is named Huang Daoqi, and he is Huang Wenqing's nephew."

The old bullhead finally stood in front of a corpse and pointed at the corpse and said.

"Among these people, there are a few Huang family members, but no young lady or Huang Wenqing is seen."

"Hong Wenqing has also taken action?"

"I took action... If it weren't for him, Master Jiu might not have been injured.

This guy was hiding in the car. When Jiu Ye got in the car, he was attacked by him, which made the children confused and ambushed."

After hearing this, Yang Shouwen couldn't help but frown.

He looked around again, with a little anxiety in his eyes.

The young lady is not here, which means she is not dead. But where is she now? How should I find this vast sea of ​​people?

Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen's heart rose to his throat.

He threw the plum blossom needle on the ground and whispered: "Will it be that Huang Wenqing captured the young lady?"

"It shouldn't."

"How can I see it?"

The old bullhead pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "Huang Wenqing is a cruel man, but he is very good to his tribe members.

If he caught the young lady, it would definitely make people restrain the bodies of the Huang family's children. But now, the bodies of the Huang family's children are still here, and the villain just saw it, many people seemed to die under the hidden weapon of the young lady...

Judging from the villain, it is likely that the little lady broke through and left after seeing us escape.

Huang Wenqing refused to let the young lady go and took people to chase her, so she left so many corpses here."

It sounds like something is true.

Yang Shouwen nodded, finally feeling a little more relaxed, but his brows were still frowning.

"But if this is the case, where can the young lady go? Why is Huang Wenqing reluctant to leave her?"

"This, the villain doesn't know.

However, the villain remembers that there seems to be some grudges between the little lady and the Huang thief. Last year, the Huang family was assassinated several times and killed many people. It should be the little lady's actions. In the villain's opinion, it must be that there are some secrets between the little lady and the Huang family."

It's a secret!

That's very likely.

But Yang Shouwen was still a little confused. Where did Madam Mei go? Why did she leave her young lady and ignore her?

As there were more and more doubts in my heart, Yang Shouwen began to feel anxious again.

At this time, the Eighteen Respondents also finished searching and came to Yang Shouwen.

"Alang, two corpses were found in the forest, and one was found on the other side of the hill. Although it was in a barbarian outfit, it did not look like a barbarian."

After hearing this, Yang Shouwen immediately asked his entourage to take him to check it out.

At the end of the jungle, two corpses were upside down.

One of them died under the plum blossom needle, while the other was killed by a sharp sword. On the other side of the hill, there was a dead body, also a sharp weapon. Yang Shouwen showed that the two people who died under the sharp weapon had a strange wound.

"Old Niuto, do you know what weapon the young lady uses?"

The old bullhead thought for a while and said softly: "What the villain saw was a short sword.

But the villain remembers that the little lady still has a package on her body, which should be a weapon, but the villain has never seen it before."

"Then do you recognize these people?"

"The villain was about to know Alang, and all these people have been met by the villain.

The two corpses in the dense forest just now were Huang Wenqing's nephew, and the other was his nephew. This person was Huang Wenqing's cousin named Huang Zitai. However, this person is quite mysterious and does not live in Shehong. It is said that he is responsible for the business of the Huang family. He seems to have a good relationship with the bird-raising men in Meirongshan and has lived in Tongshan for many years."

In other words, the young lady escaped from here.

Yang Shouwen raised his head and looked into the distance.

His eyes flew past a stream not far away, and then threw themselves into the rolling mountains behind the stream.

"That's Bluestone Ridge. If the little lady wants to get out, Bluestone Ridge is the best choice."

Yang Shouwen nodded and turned over to the horse.

"Old Niuto, go back first, and the rest follow me to Qingshiling to see if I can find clues."

After saying that, he took the Eighteen entourages straight to Qingshiling.

The old bullhead wanted to stop him, but Yang Shouwen and others were in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, they crossed the stream and headed towards Qingshiling.

This Qingshiling Ridge is a mountain outside Shehong City.

The mountains are swaying north and south, with undulating mountains and steep mountains.

Yang Shouwen and others came to the foot of Qingshiling, but no useful clues appeared again. On the Qingshiling, there were lush vegetation, lush greenery and lush forests. Yang Shouwen was a little unwilling to give up and took the people to the mountains for a while, but there was still nothing.

The young lady was missing, including Huang Wenqing, but she was not seen.

In the deserted mountains, there was a sense of loneliness. Yang Shouwen led his horse and walked about four or five miles into the mountains, and couldn't help but let out a long roar towards the sky.

"Young mother, I am Brother Yizi, where are you?"

He stood on an empty mountain and shouted loudly.

The sound echoes among the mountains: Where are you? Where? Where...

"Alang, if you continue to search like this, it may be difficult to have clues.

It’s better to go to Shehong first and let Shehong County come forward to help. It’s better to have more people than to be like headless flies like us.”

Yang Shouwen calmed down and nodded gently.

He also knew that what the entourage said was not bad.

But he was even more worried that if this delayed, the young lady would be more dangerous. According to Lao Niu Tou, Huang Wenqing was not a good person. Besides, he also brought people with him. No matter how powerful the young lady was, she was alone and lonely, how could she get out?

When Yang Shouwen thought of this, his mood became particularly bad.

It was getting out of Qingshiling, and it was getting late.

The setting sun shines, and the sunset turns the bluestone ridge red.

This was originally a very beautiful scenery, but Yang Shouwen had no desire to appreciate it. He had a gloomy face and led his entourage to meet with Li Guer.

But I didn't go far, and a team of cavalry came towards me.

For the people, they shouted loudly from a distance: "The one in front is Li Sizhi?"

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment, strangled the horse, held the golden mace and watched closely. Looking at the other party's outfit, he seemed to be an officer and soldier. He frowned slightly, urging the horse to move forward a few steps, and said in a deep voice: "I am Li Yi, who is here?"

The visitor quickly slowed down, and the horse was swirling on the spot, standing steadily.

He sat upright and bowed his hand and said, "The lower-ranking official, Su Changshi, is the military officer of Sun Changshi's account. At the order of Sun Changshi, he came to ask Li Sizhi to return to Shehong."

What about Su Changshi, Sun Changshi...

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment and then reacted.
To be continued...