Ji Sheng stepped forward and poked Chu Zheng's arm with the unsheathed sword.
Chu Zheng closed her eyes and fell asleep, motionless.
Ji Sheng looked at the wounds on her body and then back at her eyebrows.
The woman is still young, no more than twenty-five years old. She is dressed in a neutral dress. Even with her eyes closed, there is still a sharp look in her eyebrows. At first glance, she is a fierce and extremely difficult person to mess with.
There were really too many injuries on her body. Several of the wounds were not sword wounds or knife wounds, but more like being stabbed by branches after falling from the mountain, or... spears.
After a pause, Ji Sheng leaned over to touch her forehead.
"Why is it so hot..." Ji Sheng said.
At this moment, Chu Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of sharp eyes were fierce, and he raised his hand to capture him. Ji Sheng immediately retreated and pulled out his sharp blade.
"Stop!" Chen Yunqi suddenly ran out and shouted loudly.
Chu Zheng, who was about to launch an attack, was exhausted and put his hands on the soil bed. He raised his eyes and glared at Ji Sheng and Zhao Gong, who was hiding from a distance.
Chen Yunqi looked at Ji Sheng's sword that had actually stopped, mustered up some courage, and ran to the bed.
"Are you okay?" Chen Yunqi helped Chu Zheng steady.
"Get away!" Chu Zheng pushed her.
Chen Yunqi raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and looked at Zhao Yu.
"This young master," Chen Yunqi stepped forward, bowed sideways, and said, "You should...not be evil people."
Zhao Xun looked her and Chu Zheng up and down and said, "I think you look like evil people."
"The little girl's surname is Chen. She is from Congxin in Youzhou. From the accent of the young master, does she come from the capital?"
"Why are you here?" Zhao Yu asked.
Chen Yunqi gave another blessing: "We were persecuted, fled all the way, and ended up here."
Zhao Xun looked away from her Fu Li figure and said calmly: "The etiquette is good. It seems that she comes from a wealthy family? Did she meet a robber?"
"Robber?" Chen Yunqi's lips curled up with sarcasm, "She... is probably even more hateful than the robber."
"Oh," Zhao Wei nodded, looked at Ji Sheng, "put the sword away."
Ji Sheng responded and put the long sword back into its sheath.
"Then you hide slowly," Zhao Xun said, "I hope you live longer."
Seeing that he was preparing to leave with Ji Sheng, Chen Yunqi hurriedly said: "Sir! It's probably inappropriate for you to go up at this time! A group of thieves are extremely vicious. They are holding a funeral, and the funeral team that was sent to the mountain were all killed!"
Zhao Xun paused and looked at Ji Sheng, his eyes filled with suspicion.
"It's credible." Ji Sheng said.
"Excuse me!" Zhao Xun shouted, turning around and coming back.
Ji Sheng followed and said to Chu Zheng: "You, start driving!"
Chu Zheng was furious: "Why?!"
"Sir, she is sick..." Chen Yunqi looked at Zhao Yu imploringly.
"Come on," Zhao Xi said, "she came first."
There was a bamboo stool covered with a moldy blue thin cloth cushion nearby. Zhao Qi stepped forward and pulled the thin cloth cushion away, causing a burst of dust to fly up.
He raised his hand and waved it away, then sat down on the bamboo stool.
Ji Sheng looked around and saw that there was no food or drink, and it was extremely desolate.
Seeing that they had settled down, Chen Yunqi looked at Chu Zheng: "You can continue to rest, I will stay here."
Chu Zheng could hardly hold on anymore, her eyelids were heavy and every muscle in her body was sore and painful. She looked at her and lay back down with difficulty.
But there was no room for others on the side of the bed, especially the master and servant who were holding sharp blades. Chu Zheng was destined to not sleep well.
Her body pulled her into darkness, and she was frightened by nightmares. Within half an hour, her body twitched, and she opened her eyes from the dream.
"You're awake." Chen Yunqi was holding a handkerchief and carefully wiping the sweat on her forehead.
Chu Zheng grabbed her hand and said, "Don't touch me!"
Zhao Xun and Ji Sheng turned to look at them.
Chen Yunqi pursed her lips and nodded: "Okay, I won't touch it."
"It's really shameless." Zhao Yu said quietly.
Chen Yunqi lowered his head, his face turned pale, and he felt embarrassed.
Zhao Xi withdrew his gaze and looked at the small holes on the wall.
Although it is said to be a small hole, you can actually vaguely see the scenery outside, but it hurts your eyes if you look too much.
Suddenly, Zhao Qi seemed to have thought of something. He raised his eyes and looked at other places in the shabby room, scanning every place in the room one by one.
"Master, what's wrong?" Ji Sheng asked in a low voice.
"I feel... weird."
"Strange?"
Zhao Xun thought for a while, got up and walked up.
Chen Yunqi looked at them without blinking.
But I saw that they didn't really go up, but stood at the intersection.
"Master?" Ji Sheng was puzzled.
"It's so scary," Zhao Yu murmured, "It's so scary."
"What's scary?"
"What did we just see down there?" Zhao Xi asked.
Ji Sheng clenched the long sword in his hand, swallowed, and said: "Master, what you saw below is indeed terrifying, but you weren't so scared just now, why are you just now..."
"Don't you think that this whole room looks like a woman's pregnant belly?" Zhao Yu raised his hand to gesture, turned around and walked towards the long bamboo woven table, and continued, "And does this position look like what we just said?
See, what about the uterus that was cut out?"
Ji Sheng raised his head and looked around, frowning and saying, "It seems that there is quite a bit."
Zhao Qi walked around the rock wall and looked down: "The road we came up on has a shape similar to that of red soya bean, with a slight dome, but it's not just..."
With a woman present, Ji Sheng couldn't say it out loud, but it made his skin crawl.
"Master, this is really a madman." Ji Sheng said.
Those "exhibitions" below are crazy, but this whole shabby room dug deep in the mountains is simply crazy.
After a while, Zhao Xun said in a low voice: "Zhao Huien, why do you come here?"
"Besides, he hasn't come up yet." Ji Sheng's voice was also very low.
"Don't expect him to come up," Zhao Yu said, "he's dead."
That day, I bumped into Zhao Hui'en in disguise in a sedan chair at the inn, so Zhao Gong followed her here.
However, Zhao Hui'en did not come directly. It was only half a day's journey from Hengxiang to Ruan's house. Zhao Hui'en was hiding here and there, holding something like a treasure map in her hand and thinking about it all day long. She only found this place last night.
There were originally eight men beside Zhao Hui'en, but now one after another, at least five of them died below.
Seeing that the situation was out of control, Zhao Xun stopped staying and immediately took Ji Sheng away.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Chen Yunqi, who had been staring at them. Zhao Xi looked at her, his thick eyebrows slightly closed: "What are you looking at?"
Chen Yunqi didn't understand what they were saying. He lowered his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry, little girl, I'm rude."
Zhao Xun looked at Chu Zheng and saw that she was fainting again, and said: "Who is this to you?"
"Fellow travelers."
"I think she regards you as her enemy."
Chen Yunqi's voice was always humble: "She is a bit impatient and has a bad temper, but she is... generally a good person."
"You hesitated, so that's obvious." Zhao Yu returned to the bamboo bench and waved his hands, "It's up to you. Anyway, you are fellow travelers and we are passers-by. If you like to be beaten or scolded, that is your business."
Chen Yunqi nodded slightly and said in a faint voice: "Yeah."
She had just finished answering when the sound of the stone door being moved suddenly came from above.
