Amid the shouts of everyone, the long motorcade stopped one after another.
There was an old man with a sharp mouth, dressed in silk and satin, with a shaved head. Accompanied by a few catchers, he drove his horse close to the hunters' mule and carriage. The old man with a sharp mouth was the steward who had summoned many hunters, and the young men and brothers were accompanying them.
The sharp-mouthed old man was not a eunuch from the palace, but he spoke with a certain tone. He said in a sharp voice: "What's going on? If you move this tree, can't you continue walking?"
Why is there no road yet?”
"Sir, the road ahead has been cut off and you can't see clearly in the mist. If you don't believe it, just take a few more steps and look forward. This area is full of mud and cracks in the rocks. If you ride on horseback, the hoofs of animals will get stuck in the cracks.
If frightened again, these fine horses are prone to fractures - and fractures can cause serious problems!
It would be even worse if the horse was frightened and the noble man in the car was disturbed.
You have to walk the road below with your feet." Hu Lihu stood up, bowed and said to the sharp-tongued steward.
He explained clearly, and the sharp-tongued steward listened to his words and nodded: "Wait, I will ask the gentlemen how to arrange it."
"Eh!
okay!"
This burst of laughter came from far away and suddenly approached Wang Eryong!
Su Wu felt the same way.
The sharp-mouthed old man, accompanied by several detectives, returned to the middle of the motorcade.
"laugh……"
Several other people also spoke out one after another. They all felt that Wang Eryong was very timid and an experienced hunter. There was something wrong with going up the mountain on his own.
As I ran up the mountain, the sinister laughter suddenly disappeared.
He whispered a few words in front of the carriages, and after reporting the situation, the domestic slaves at the back of the carriage who were neither stewards nor monks invited by the carriage all jumped off their horses and started walking from the mules.
Several slide poles were dragged out from under the carriage and placed behind the seven carriages.
Ge Biqing squinted his eyes and observed the movement outside the motorcade.
Hu Orion is a special person, and he also holds his head high. He dares to cast a glance at those young men, for fear of causing some trouble to himself.
In the mist, a giant object that was bigger than a mountain and looked like a tomb towered above the fog. The main peak and the seventeenth peak of Zhonghuang Mountain were all tilted in a certain direction.
It was because those dozen peaks were centered on a certain location and collapsed towards it, forming that huge thing.
Wang Eryong wanted to get close to us and begged us to give him a ride, but we drove him out of the cavalry with riding whips and strictly prohibited me from following him!
At that time, a sliding pole was held up by the slaves and passed by Wang Eryong.
Wang Eryong looked confused.
I was panicking, and then I looked at the shadowy trees on Qishang Mountain outside the mist, and thought of Brother Sun's words. I shuddered suddenly, but I walked even harder!
Su Wu tilted his head and looked at the "young masters" among the seven carriages, who were wearing messy silk navy blue robes and pairs of low-cut snow-white official boots. They stepped on the slaves' backs to make stools and stepped on them.
I got off a few sliders.
A group of people gathered around a sliding pole and walked through the mountains. They had to be careful to avoid the cracks in the mountain that appeared suddenly outside the mist. The walk was very difficult.
Wang Eryong's scalp felt numb, but the boss didn't care about anything and ran back crawling on the ground!
The gloomy laughter sounded from right to left, back and forward, forcing Wang Eryong to constantly change the direction opposite to where the laughter came from while running away!
At the top of the 'grave', there is a section of mountain peak.
Hu Orion looked back and said without any worry: "Qi Yong went up the mountain on his own, so nothing will happen to him?"
Fortunately, there were only a few old hunters leading the way. Although those people had a difficult journey, there were no accidents.
"What are you afraid of?
The little people under the sliding pole also looked at the person on the bottom.
At this time, bursts of eerie laughter suddenly sounded from outside the mist.
Under the sliding pole, the nobleman, who was wearing a woman's robe and official boots, but was actually a man, glanced sideways at Wang Eryong and said casually: "That man has a mouth of seventy, so he followed him here."
I saw these slaves carrying several sliding poles from the front car, and I secretly exclaimed: "Those young men really know how to enjoy themselves. They all retreated from the mountain, and their feet were still touching the ground, so they had to be carried out of the mountain... …
The slave realized his mistake!
Under the huge stone mass that looked like a tomb, mud, earth and rocks wrapped around the vegetation, leaving a small mess.
Hu Lihu and others also stopped one after another, looking back with horrified expressions——
Seeing that the team was about to leave, I knelt down outside the mud and begged the nobles in the team.
Hu Lihu and others quickly bowed and responded.
"Then, that's not a tomb -" Hu Orion looked at the huge tomb, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help shouting in surprise.
"If he makes his voice louder, others will hear him, so we can bring bad luck to him!"
Wang Eryong was stunned for a while. The fog outside the mountain became thicker and obscured the way we came. Only when I mustered up the courage to leave did I know how to identify the direction outside the thick fog - —
Is it possible that we are all unfaithful and that we are all gods and monsters?" Wang Eryong did not pay attention to the advice from Hu Lihu next to him.
Outside the mist, there was a sound of horse bells ringing.
The team drifted away.
Several house slaves gathered in front of the sliding pole rushed out and held down Ge Biqing. Then no one took out the wooden board specially used to slap Wang Eryong's mouth, and slapped Wang Eryong hard on the face, straight up and down. His face was purple and blue, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. He didn't stop until he had reached more than seventy hands!
…
But I also dare not have any resentment towards those noble people. I only regret that I was too talkative at that time.
He just ran around soberly—and ran out of the mountain instead!
But now that I have lost all my courage, I am able to take steps forward again, and I even remember that I have to walk on that mountain road many times!
The carriage convoy was driven by several slaves and gradually moved away.
"And if we really retreat from the mountain, if there are any changes at the end of the road, it will be fine. Besides, Qi Yong is sometimes timid. What's the problem with me going back by myself..." Ren Tu'er answered casually.
At that time, I stopped and looked up behind me.
It is not known how long it took for the Manchu nobles to transform into pseudo-human beings. It is said that they have been unable to hide their true pseudo-human identities for a long time.
You are four feet away from us and you are so loud. How can we still hear you?
That's where we've all come. At that time, we just have to ask the slave to follow him. The slave himself has a way to go back!" Ge Biqing was slapped seventy times on the mouth, and finally understood where the disaster came from - Zimei It was because I made some comments about those young masters one after another that I received that severe beating!
Obviously I am also an old hunter, but I am actually quite unfamiliar with that path.
There was nothing sneaky about the mountain road ahead. Wang Eryong just calmed down his inner fear when he was alone, so that he dared to take a step. I used some tricks to scare the opponent, and finally forced the opponent to take a step. Ran up the mountain.
Everyone is still very far away from this 'grave', and they still feel that this tomb is too small, almost filling our field of vision!
Su Wu took a look at the noble people under the sliding pole and found no "fake people" among us yet. However, whether those people are real people or not is not yet open to discussion.
The slaves supported the sliding pole, the catchers, the monks and the Taoist priests all mounted their horses and gathered around a sliding pole. The sharp-mouthed old man led the team to join the hunters at the back and continued to set off towards the mountains.
However, no one paid attention to me.
"You, slave, have realized your mistake!
This section of the mountain looks like a low tombstone, inserted under the grave!
The heads of Hu Orion and Hu Hu are taller.
I dare not stop even for a moment!
The sound of the bell also became farther and farther away, until it completely disappeared.
It would be worse if the road is bad and we go bad, but if the road is bad, let’s see if we can still keep our feet on the ground!”
The horses that were left behind were driven up the mountain by a few domestic slaves who stayed behind.