At least five people were chasing after them with bows and crossbows. There was no one on the cliff, and there were obvious footsteps on the ground.
The three with better skills immediately offered to chase him, and the two went back to report.
There are many graves on the mountain, one after another. The two men did not want to step on the graves, but they were built in the middle of the road and there was really nowhere to stay.
So they clasped their hands and muttered something while following the girl.
After going around several mountain bays, the view becomes wider and wider. There are numerous peaks everywhere, and the clouds and smoke are like waterfalls, rolling across the hills and high in the sky.
"Girl, if you go any further, there will be no way." A man cried with a trembling voice.
Xia Zhaoyi stopped and looked around, thought for a moment, then turned around and said, "You just stay here, suffer a little bit tonight, and then go down the mountain early tomorrow morning."
"Girl, are you leaving?" another man asked hurriedly.
"Well, I still have something to do, but what happened on the mountain and how much did you see?"
The man who was crying wiped away his tears and choked up: "I saw it all, and I heard everything they said! They were very strange, so I was more careful. Girl, I'll tell you!"
He recounted what happened on the mountain intermittently, especially remembering their names.
One Mrs. Chen, the other Mrs. Chen called the middle-aged woman who was supporting the coffin, Fang Zhenwan, and the person who was buried was named Fang Ji.
After finishing speaking, he shed another bitter tear: "The days are getting harder and harder. We are just trying to make ends meet, but we are risking our lives!"
"At least you survived," Xia Zhaoyi said, patting the shoulder of the man closest to her, "Remember my words, leave tomorrow and live well."
After saying that, Xia Zhaoyi turned and left.
Mrs. Chen, she is no stranger.
Fang Zhenwan didn't know which words it was, as well as Fang Ji, who also had the same surname of Fang, and the so-called "Fang family's affairs".
It sounds like this Fang family is another aristocratic family, just like Mrs. Chen's Chen family.
At this time, Xia Zhaoyi raised his head and looked to the right. Several crossbowmen were crouching, well hidden, looking for people in the jungle.
Xia Zhaoyi narrowed his bright eyes, suddenly raised his head, and made a crisp whistle with his index finger on his lips.
The crossbowmen immediately turned back to look at her and raised their crossbows, but the angle in this direction made it impossible to shoot.
Several crossbows flew into the deep stream. Where the girl was standing just now, there was no trace of her, only the swaying flowers and trees.
Suddenly, the man closest to her let out a scream.
The other two companions immediately looked in his direction, but they only had time to see the man falling down the mountain stream, accompanied by an extremely long scream, and finally being swallowed by the abyss.
"Here it is!" the girl's clear and melodious voice sounded.
The two companions turned around quickly, only to hear two crossbows and four crossbow arrows fired from the crossbow machine in the girl's hand, piercing their necks respectively.
The two companions opened their eyes wide in horror. One of them staggered, unable to stand still, and fell towards the abyss.
The first continuous scream reached the top of the mountain, and Fang Zhenwan immediately led people to the cliff.
Seeing a man fall again, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Fang Zhenwan was surprised: "Is it her?!"
"Ah Li?" said a man beside her.
Fang Zhenwan looked at him and shook her head lightly: "No."
"That is……"
"Maybe her name is Chu Zheng." Fang Zhenwan said through gritted teeth.
Just now, she recognized Chu Zheng at a glance as the female assassin who unsuccessfully attacked Xia Zhaoyi in front of Feishuang Pavilion that night. The reason why she knew her name was Chu Zheng was because after that night, her wanted notice was plastered with Heng Xiang.
"I rescued her in front of Feishuang Pavilion before, and indirectly killed Fang Ji. Today, I deliberately let them go. Thinking that we share the same hatred, she killed my family! And she killed our people!!!" Fang Zhenwan said
He drank violently and his eyes became red.
"Kill this Chu Zheng," Fang Zhenwan turned around and looked at everyone, her eyes were red, "Even if I go over this mountain, I still have to kill this bitch!!"
Xia Zhaoyi had no intention of blaming Chu Zheng. After hearing Fang Zhenwan's words, she curiously raised her head and looked towards the top of the mountain. Did Chu Zheng also interact with "those people"?
Is it Chu Zheng himself, or Yan Qinglin, whom Chu Zheng used to serve?
Chen Yunqi listened to Chu Zheng's words and went back to destroy their footprints along the road and turn over the soil several times.
First there were screams from the top of the mountain, like a chaotic fight, then there were the long cries of the man falling into the abyss, and now there was the echo of Fang Zhenwan in the valley.
She didn't hear Fang Zhenwan's voice clearly, and she didn't even hear the word "Chu Zheng" clearly. However, it was so fierce that she even heard the word "kill".
Chen Yunqi did not dare to stay any longer and stumbled towards the mountain road where Chu Zheng was hiding.
When they came over, they saw this wide open stone door, hidden behind the stone tombstone and under the huge tomb.
The stone door is three feet wide and half a foot high. It is extremely narrow and dark, and you can't see your fingers inside.
Chen Yunqi didn't dare to enter, but was threatened by Chu Zheng, so he had no choice but to come in.
Now she ran in, turned around, closed the stone door, and fell down at the entrance, gasping for air, and her tears couldn't stop falling because of fear.
After a while, she suddenly realized that she had not heard Chu Zheng's movement. She suddenly opened her tearful eyes and stared blankly in the darkness.
"Chu, Chu Zheng..." Chen Yunqi shouted with trembling lips.
"Come down!" Chu Zheng's voice came.
Chen Yunqi didn't dare to move. He stood frozen at the entrance: "Why did you go down?"
"If you don't come down, just stay up there and shut up." Chu Zheng said.
Chen Yunqi hugged her legs tightly and huddled on the bumpy stone road.
After waiting and waiting for an unknown amount of time, she whispered: "Chu Zheng..."
There is no response below.
"Chu Zheng?" Chen Yunqi asked again.
Chen Yunqi didn't know what to do.
Tianren struggled for a while, then she clenched her fists and suddenly summoned the courage to hold on to the old, damp stone wall and move down little by little.
When we finally reached the bottom, we saw several small holes in the stone wall. Straight light came from the outside, illuminating the space inside.
A very, very small... room.
Chu Zheng, whom she called several times, was sleeping on a dirt bed.
Chen Yunqi let out a long sigh of relief.
Immediately, she was amused by herself.
I thought...what happened.
She made up a lot of scary scenes in her mind, but she didn't expect that there would be no way out of the mountains and rivers, and there would be a bright future in every village.
Chen Yunqi looked around. The space was very large. There was a long woven bamboo table on one side, and a short three-story shelf on the side. There were worn and yellowed books on it. There were several built-in spaces on the wall with wood inside.
Exquisitely carved ornaments.
If the secret passage above is damp and deep, this is a dry and refreshing shabby room.
Chen Yunqi's mood improved a bit, and he went over to sit down at the end of the earthen bed where Chu Zheng was lying.
Drowsiness gradually crept up on her, and she closed her eyes gently. Just as she was preparing to sleep, she suddenly heard the sound of the stone door being opened.
Chen Yunqi's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately raised her eyes to look at the mountain road she came down from.
After a pause, she realized that it was not the sound coming from above, but...
Chen Yunqi stood up and walked around a rock wall. Only then did he realize that there was something hidden behind it, and there was actually a way down.
There were voices, thin and broken, rising from bottom to top.
Chen Yunqi pursed his lips and hurriedly turned around to shake the Chu Zheng.
But Chu Zheng slept deeply and couldn't wake up.
Chen Yunqi looked around and turned back to the mountain road he came down from.
The voices gradually came from two men. Judging from their voices, they were both very young.
"It scares me so much that I will never come to a ghost place like this again."
"I told you not to come, you have to follow Zhao Huien..."
"What, you have a complaint? How dare you have a complaint against me!"
"No, no, I don't dare, how dare I... Oh, be gentle!"
…
Chen Yunqi frowned slightly.
Listening to them talk, it sounds like they are a master and a slave, and... the master is quite unruly.
In a blink of an eye, two figures came from below.
Chen Yunqi's eyes widened in surprise.
In this deep mountain wilderness, there was such a handsome and fair-skinned man. Although he was not as handsome as Shen Lie, who had stunned her at first sight, he was still outstanding. Whether from Cong Xin Mansion or Heng Xiang, there were few people who could compare with him. There are very few.
Even the subordinates on the side are well-groomed and dignified.
Such a person cannot be raised by a small family.
"Huh?" Zhao Xun glanced at Chu Zheng on the soil bed, immediately stepped back and shouted, "Ghost!!"
Ji Sheng hurriedly rushed forward to block him. The long sword in his hand was swung horizontally, and the sharp blade could be unsheathed at any time.
"Hahahaha, hahahaha..." Zhao Xun couldn't hold it back and started laughing.
Ji Sheng glared at him angrily.
"Look at how nervous you are," Zhao Yu said, "She is so injured and so dirty, how can she be a ghost! Go and wake her up!"
