"I don't know how she will survive tonight," Yu Ma sighed. "The bridge cannot be repaired. The mountains in front are full of jackals, tigers and leopards. I don't know if she can cope with it."
"Don't think about it, life and death are not ours to control." Aunt Feng said lightly, then frowned, "But those pastries and preserves are reserved for Bian Yuanxue and Aunt Liu, so why don't you let Ah Li take them to Lian Ping?"
, but don’t be discovered.”
"And don't make your own decisions in the future. The situation is so tense now. Not to mention candied fruits, there isn't much rice left," Ms. Liang continued.
"Well," Yu's mother nodded, "I don't know what to say. Do I hope that these beasts can grab more, so that we can be more comfortable, or do I hope that these beasts can't grab anything, and the world will be more peaceful."
Aunt Feng sneered: "No matter how much we rob or how little we rob, we will all die before them."
Qian Qianqian pursed her lips and sat not far away, pounding the meat.
She deliberately chose to be closer and quietly focused all her attention on them.
I don't know why, although I am obviously worried about Ah Li, I don't seem to be worried at all.
The movement of pounding the meat in her hands gradually slowed down, and she raised her head to look at the cliff opposite.
They don’t know where Ah Li is now. All the candied fruits that Yu’s mother put in the box were hidden in the vegetable patch in the back garden...
Therefore, she should not go to Reping.
Many people came to the Longhu Hall, and more and more people gathered on the edge of the cliff.
Xia Zhaoyi stood in a corner where the firelight did not reach. Because she was small, almost no one noticed her.
She really didn't like the trick of pretending to be stupid, so she had no plans to go out. However, the relationship between these characters had already formed a small picture in her heart.
Now, her eyes fell on Aunt Liu.
Xia Zhaoyi has basically been in the mountains since she was a child. Although her master always said that she came from a good background, in fact she didn't feel much about it.
I wash my clothes and prepare my own meals. If I want to drink water, I have to go to the mountainside to fill the water tank.
Of course, since the old master master also has to be served by her, these are for two people.
Regarding her own identity, the only time Xia Zhaoyi felt a little upset was when she returned to the capital during the festive season. The noble ladies in Jingzhao liked to hang around her, and they could not stop saying all kinds of flattery, praising her to the heavens.
Underground, there is only one person.
And the aunts I saw when I returned home, whether they were my father's concubines or my uncle's concubines, everyone was submissive to her when they saw her, and they were afraid to even take another look at her.
Later, as she grew older, Xia Zhaoyi figured out the reason. Therefore, Aunt Liu's current attitude seemed quite amusing to Xia Zhaoyi.
"Xiaodou, Xiaodou." A female voice called softly not far behind her.
Xia Zhaoyi turned around, hey, it's her.
"Xiaodou." Reihei was still calling.
After calling for a while, a boy finally responded and turned around to follow.
"Here!" Liping waved.
Xiaodou ran over: "Hey, Reping."
"Where is the second young master?" Liping looked at the crowd and asked in a low voice.
"We went to the mountain, and Bian Lei also followed. Except for Lu Tanlang, the other second masters also followed."
"On the mountain?" Liping raised his head and looked at the mountain road over there, "Can't the bridge be repaired?"
"Yeah, they all fell down."
"Then, did Jinzhi Duxiang, Xiaoshu and the others follow?"
Xiaodou smiled knowingly: "Lianping, are you afraid that your feet will suffer? Then you can't run away. Today, the second young master and the others just went to explore the road. If the explored road is feasible, you will still have to bite the bullet tomorrow.
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"It's not certain whether I'll get it," Liping sneered, "You're determined to get it anyway."
She raised her head and glanced at the mountain road over there, and said, "Okay, nothing happens. You can go back, I'm leaving."
She had to think of a way. She didn't want to go to that mountain at all. The road was long and difficult to walk. She also heard that all the people who died on the mountain were dumped there. She felt cold just thinking about it.
She shuddered, turned around and left.
Xia Zhaoyi glanced at Mrs. Bian and Aunt Liu over there, then turned and followed Lianping in the direction he was walking.
During the past two days while exploring the terrain on the mountain, Xia Zhaoyi looked towards the top of the mountain, but because his line of sight was blocked, he couldn't see clearly.
Now that she was following Liping all the way, she realized that the front mountain was bigger than she thought.
A gang of horse thieves can operate on such a scale. I don't want to boast about how powerful it is, but at the same time, it will become more and more disgusting. After all, every brick and brick is filled with the blood and tears of dead souls.
Following Lianping into a moon cave door, a faint fragrance wafted over.
Xia Zhaoyi sniffed and turned his eyes to look over there.
It's about a five-story courtyard. There are clusters of peonies in the courtyard, and the fragrance carries with the wind, but it's not the usual peony flower fragrance, with a faint fragrance of laurel.
Xia Zhaoyi walked over curiously and saw the color and shape of the peony through the lights in the corridor. She couldn't help but be stunned. It was peony under the moon.
Reihei frowned and finally noticed the movement behind him. He looked back and was startled.
There was a girl standing in front of the flowers. She was thin and ragged. Her hair was neatly trimmed, and her profile was smooth under the moonlight.
She held a flower in one hand and leaned forward to smell it, as if she wanted to break off a branch.
"Who are you!" Reping exclaimed, his eyes widening.
Xia Zhaoyi let go of the flowers, held the small box in her arms with both hands, and looked up at the girl standing in the corridor: "You are the Lianping who is looking for me."
The pronunciation is very crisp, the tone is a bit mature, but the voice has the air of a child, and it sounds sweet.
When Lianping came to the mountain when he was eight years old, Mrs. Bian happened to want to choose a maid with a clean foundation for nine-year-old Bian Yuanfeng, so she chose Lianping, who had a relatively delicate face.
Reihei is fourteen now. In the past six years in the mountains, she has never suffered at all.
Of the child slaves who came and went, alive and dead, who dared to stand in front of her and talk to her like this one today.
Lian Ping frowned, stepped down the steps and strode over. He bared his teeth and shouted, "Did you come here to make trouble for yourself because of your itchy skin today?"
On the other side of the yard, Suxiang, who had a stomachache today and had just returned from the hut, poured herself a glass of water, opened the window and stuck her head out.
Liping strode forward, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to slap him with all his strength.
There was a whip sound in the air, and with a "pop" sound, Lian Ping's eyes were stinging, and he shrank back as if being pricked by needles.
Before her brain could react to what happened, another whipping sound sounded, and she screamed, unable to stand still, and fell to the ground, raising her hands to cover her face.
Suxiang stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, looking confused.
Reiping was also stunned. She didn't know what was happening, but her body had already taken the first step to protect herself.
She lowered her hands slightly, raised her eyes tentatively, and looked forward.
"Snapped!"
Another crack of the whip hit the back of her hand.
