Chu Qingxiao slowly opened his eyes amid a shaking and bumpy feeling.
"Chu Qingxiao..."
"Chu Qingxiao..."
Chu Zhaozhao's anxious call came to my ears, and the first thing that caught my eye was Chu Zhaozhao's concerned face.
He tried to sit up, but his weak hands and the bumpy feeling made him fall back down again.
Seeing this, Chu Zhaozhao quickly stretched out his hand to support his body and supported his head against the wooden pillar behind him.
Only then did Chu Qingxiao finally wake up, and he looked at the situation around him.
They were in a mountain forest, but he and Chu Zhaozhao were locked in a prison cart, being pulled slowly up the winding mountain road by two black horses.
His memory still lingered on when he and Chu Zhaozhao were riding together and chatting about soft rice, and then he was enveloped by a sudden surge of powerlessness and passed out.
Chu Qingxiao was very confused about the situation at hand.
"You finally woke up!" But Chu Zhaozhao leaned next to him and said with surprise on his face.
Chu Qingxiao looked at the other party and saw that the girl's clothes were covered with mud and her face was also stained, but her eyes were full of concern and joy when she looked at him.
"What are we..." Chu Qingxiao asked.
"Hey! This guy is awake." But at this moment, a fat head was leaning against the cage. His right eyeball was bulging, half of it was exposed, and it was still bloodshot. It looked very scary.
Even Chu Qingxiao, who had experienced eternal night reincarnation, could not help but feel his heart skip a beat when he saw this guy for the first time.
At the same time, he also discovered that there were dozens of figures following the prison car where he was, and these people all had swords in their hands, and they all looked strange, and at first glance they looked like vicious men.
As the fat man spoke these words, several people gathered around him.
One of them, a skinny man with a huge scar that penetrated half of his cheek, reached out and knocked the fat man hard on the forehead.
"Wake up when you wake up. Why are you snoring like that? Aren't you afraid that the boss will deal with you again?" the thin man scolded.
The fat man immediately covered his head in grievance, glanced at the back of a certain figure in the crowd in front of him timidly, and finally did not dare to refute, and started to move forward with his head down along with the large army.
Chu Zhaozhao also came up to Chu Qingxiao at this time and whispered what happened to him after Chu Qingxiao fell into coma.
At the end of the sentence, Chu Zhaozhao showed an annoyed look on his face: "Originally they were planning to let us go, but I kept saying that I was a disciple of Tianxuan Mountain."
"When their leader heard this, he suddenly changed into a different person and arrested us..."
After hearing what Chu Zhaozhao said, Chu Qingxiao looked up at the front of the team and saw a petite girl at the front, skipping and walking in the mountains and forests.
The girl seemed to feel Chu Qingxiao's gaze, and she stopped in her tracks and turned her head to look over.
Chu Qingxiao's heart trembled and he quickly looked away. When he was sure that the other party had not noticed them anymore, he quietly asked Chu Zhaozhao: "So, this guy has a grudge against your Tianxuan Mountain?"
Chu Zhaozhao glanced at Chu Qingxiao and understood what he was thinking. He frowned and said: "Most of the bandits in Taixuan Mountain are important criminals of the imperial court or remnants of the demon sect that were wiped out." "Tianxuan Mountain has had many relations with the imperial court over the years.
Cooperation has helped them deal with many evil demons in the world, and there are countless remnants of the demon sect who hold grudges against Tianxuan Mountain. It is difficult to deduce the origin of that guy based on this alone."
Although Chu Qingxiao has not been involved in martial arts affairs yet, what Chu Zhaozhao said is correct. He nodded and was about to say something else.
"As expected of a disciple of Tianxuan Mountain, he speaks like a remnant of the Demon Sect, what he says is so righteous and awe-inspiring!" At this moment, a clear voice came.
Chu Qingxiao looked sideways and saw that the cute and pretty girl had arrived at the side of the prison car at some point and was staring at them with a smile.
"Did I say something wrong? If you haven't been suppressed by the remnants of the Demon Sect by Tianxuan Mountain, how could you be so hostile to me, Tianxuan Mountain?" Chu Zhaozhao also responded with some annoyance.
The girl narrowed her eyes, but remained silent. The light in the narrow slits of her eyes was cold, like a wild beast examining its prey, which only made people feel chilled.
"We're here!" At this moment, someone from the front shouted loudly.
The girl withdrew her gaze and looked forward. At that moment, she changed into a cute and playful look again. She stretched her waist, yawned, and said, "I'm finally home!"
Chu Zhaozhao and Chu Qingxiao also looked ahead at this time, and saw a wooden village standing on the steep cliff ahead.
On the gate of Muzhai, there is a plaque nailed with three big characters crookedly written on it - Goshawk Village!
The village gate opened at this moment, and seven or eight children jumped up to greet them.
"Sister Tsukimi!" Four or five of the children surrounded the girl and happily held her hand.
The girl followed the children into the village with a smile on her face.
The large army also pulled the prison van and slowly drove into the village. Chu Qingxiao looked at the situation in the village.
In his inherent impression, a bandit's stronghold should have pieces of meat hanging everywhere, everyone carrying a sword on their waist, and everyone with evil spirits.
But actually when he entered the village, the sight he saw made him somewhat astonished.
The buildings in the village are no different from ordinary villages, but because they are built against the mountains, the overall layout is a little more compact.
The streets were relatively clean, and there were many old people enjoying the cool air in front of their houses, as well as women carrying buckets full of clothes who seemed to be going somewhere to clean.
But through the gaps in the wooden wall on the side, it can be vaguely seen that there are several pieces of reclaimed farmland outside the village.
A five or six-year-old girl ran out of a nearby room and shouted in a childish voice: "Daddy!"
The skinny man with a huge scar on his face looked happy, dropped the steel fork, walked forward quickly, and picked up the girl.
He rubbed the girl's chubby cheek with the stubble at the corner of his mouth: "Huahua, do you miss daddy!?"
The little girl suddenly made a gurgling sound, then frowned and pointed at the wound on the man's face that seemed to still have thick water, and said in a milky voice: "Daddy is so ugly, I don't want to!"
The skinny man was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he looked apologetic and said, "Haha, daddy forgot, just wait."
After he said this, he put one hand on the wound on his cheek, and then heard a sharp "stab" sound, and at this moment, the terrible scar was torn off from his cheek.
…
Without the horrific scar, the man's face no longer looked scary, and he looked just like an ordinary farmer.
"Hehe, Daddy looks good." The little girl clapped her hands upon seeing this, with a bright smile on her face, revealing a row of white teeth with a missing front tooth.
Not just him, the fat man with the bulging eyeball also grabbed the eyeball at this time and pulled it off, revealing the normal eyes hidden under it. The fat man's appearance also became a bit more honest.
The large group of bandits behind them also followed suit, tearing off the abscesses and scars on their faces, revealing ordinary people's cheeks.
Only then did Chu Qingxiao and Chu Zhaozhao realize that the inhuman appearance of these guys was actually a disguise created by some kind of realistic disguise.
"Oh, boss, it's true. He has to make us take these things with us every time we go out. They stick to our faces with sticky substances, which makes us extremely uncomfortable." The fat man couldn't help complaining.
"You know nothing!"
"This is the only way to be intimidating. It can scare people half to death before they even make a move! What is this called...subjugating without fighting..." The thin man frowned and tried hard to show that he didn't have much in his belly.
of ink.
"Zhibing." The man with a sword beside him said in a muffled voice.
"Haha, that's right, Lu Mazi, you are still educated." The thin man responded with a grin.
The man with a dimpled face was the only one who didn't take off his disguise. He didn't take the thin man's praise seriously. Instead, he walked to the girl who was being pestered by several children and whispered.
: "Boss, how should we deal with these two people?"
When the girl heard this, she turned back to look at Chu Zhaozhao and Chu Qingxiao, and narrowed her eyes.
"Don't Gui Ya Village always ask us to sacrifice living people? Why don't we send these two guys there and exchange for some rice!" The fat man came over and said first.
The girl glared at him: "You like Ghost Crow Village so much, why don't I send you there, you are as strong as the others, and we can exchange for more food!"
When the fat man heard this, he immediately stopped and lowered his head, daring not to respond.
At this time, the girl continued: "There are some guys beating up the bachelors in the village. I will cut off the tendons of this woman's hands and hamstrings later. You ask those guys to come over and draw lots. Whoever catches this woman will be killed."
She will be the daughter-in-law of whoever she is."
Chu Zhaozhao looked pretty, and upon hearing these words, the eyes of the single men in the crowd suddenly lit up.
Chu Zhaozhao, who was in the prison car, suddenly changed his expression and shouted loudly: "Asshole, a scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated. If you have the ability, kill me!"
The girl ignored Chu Zhaozhao's scolding and looked at Chu Qingxiao at this moment. Chu Qingxiao's body was still very weak. His face was almost bloodless and his lips were faintly white. His sickly appearance seemed to be at any time.
Maybe fainting.
"This man is very sick. Let's do this. You can ask the old goddess to take a look at him. If he can be cured, he can be sent to Lao Du to help reclaim the world."
"Can't it be cured?" the man with the sword asked again.
"It can't be cured..." The girl frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then raised a smile on her lips: "If it can't be cured, then it's better to send it to Lao Du..."
"Bury it in the soil and treat it as fertilizing the ground!"