Qian Qianqian could no longer see the figure, but Xiao Rong could see clearly. She saw the girl crossing the hanging wall and heading directly towards the waterfall.
Such a huge waterfall is thundering, is this crazy?
Xia Zhaoyi jumped down from the mountain wall and fell into the dry mud. Her body was wet and she rolled to the ground covered with a thick layer of mud.
She climbed up holding on to the cave wall next to her, and patted her body in vain, feeling sticky and uncomfortable.
The sky was dim, and the sound of the waterfall rising into the sky was right next door. She rubbed her ears, trying to get rid of the water that had fallen in.
There was no light in front of me, so I couldn't see anything clearly. There was a thick musty smell in the air, like an old house filled with dust and smoke.
Xia Zhaoyi touched her waist out of habit, and then realized that she was no longer the same person now.
In the past, her favorite was to wear a small oil ball lamp on her waist. It was a very small lamp with a wick in the middle. Throwing the flame into it would ignite it. Wrap a small thread around her fingertips and raise her hand to illuminate.
There is no other choice but to go in the dark.
She picked up a long dead wood on the ground and continued to use it as a stick.
It was a dark cave with no light at all, and it was like being blind when you opened your eyes.
She pricked her ears and listened intently to the movements in the darkness. The branches were exploring the path in front of her, and she walked very slowly.
Not long after, I heard another sound of water. It wasn't the waterfall outside, but it seemed to be coming from the front.
Xia Zhaoyi frowned and continued to move forward. A dim light fell from above, and the sound of water ding-dong-ding-dong became real in the noisy water flow.
A stream of water appeared in front, and below it was a rushing river with a rapid sound.
There are two iron cables connecting it to the other side. From the looks of it, they were probably covered with wooden boards in the past.
Drops of rain fell from above and fell on her shoulders, chilling her bones.
The high place seemed to be pressed down by a row of boulders, and light seeped in from the gaps on both sides of the boulders.
Xia Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows and saw the deep channels on both sides of the source.
She squatted down and pulled the iron cable. It was still strong, and at least it wouldn't be a problem to bear the weight of a girl.
She stood up and held the long log in her hand to keep her balance, stepped on one of the chains and walked over.
Not long after, another deep ravine appeared on the opposite side. After walking through three or four ravines in succession, she vaguely heard a cry of pain coming from the front, and then stopped.
The underground room was dark and damp. The heavy rain from outside seeped in, and the walls were covered with water droplets. In addition, there was no sunshine all year round, and the air had a rotten smell that made people feel tight and dizzy.
Liu Sanniang, her hair disheveled, grabbed the railing and looked at the people coming in, crying loudly: "Let me out! Let me out!"
The prison guard frowned impatiently as he passed by, pointed his finger and said, "If you keep yelling, I'll kill you!"
"I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy!!" Liu Sanniang roared, patting the wood in her hand, "I can cook for you when I go out! I will secretly give you whatever you want in the future! Just let me go!"
The soldier glared at her with disgust and walked deeper into the prison.
After turning around a mountain wall, there was a relatively spacious cell at the end. Although the air was equally unpleasant, the layout was relatively polite.
The soldier glanced at the woman in green clothes inside, and then looked around.
"Weird." The soldier muttered.
I clearly heard something moving here just now.
The soldier looked at the woman in green: "Did someone talk here just now?"
The woman in green turned her back to him and did not respond.
She was folding a branch and leaf in her hand, and there were a lot of leaves beside it, all broken from the wild branches that had spread in.
"Let me ask you, was anyone talking here just now?!" the pawn asked again.
The woman in green clothes paused and turned around.
The soldier quickly turned his face away, not wanting to see her appearance.
The woman in green looked at him coldly. The soldier paused for a moment, but still couldn't hold it back and looked towards her, feeling disgust in his heart again.
"Okay, okay." The pawn waved his hand in disgust, "Just stay there!"
He quickly picked up his feet and walked away.
The woman in Tsing Yi watched him leave expressionlessly and continued folding things.
My hair has not been washed for a long time. It is unkempt and dirty and hangs on the ground. It is very long.
Her skin is a bit old, her cheeks are covered with scars, her lower lip is missing, and the yellowed teeth inside are directly exposed, and there is no way to hide it.
She looked at the leaves in her hands indifferently, not knowing what she was folding.
The soldier left in a hurry and heard Liu Sanniang's voice again.
"Let me go! I'm not a madman, let me go!!!"
By the time she said the last sentence, her entire voice was roaring.
The soldier glared at her angrily: "You don't know that you don't have long to live? You still scream, I will kill you now!"
"I don't care! Let me go!" Liu Sanniang yelled.
The soldier spat, walked out of the iron prison, and locked the door.
"ah!!!"
Liu Sanniang grabbed the railing frantically, trying to break it off, screaming.
Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly and leaned on the tree trunk with both hands to listen to the movement inside.
After a while, there was a faint sound of the stone door moving from the cave wall in front.
She shuddered slightly and stepped over.
Su Juren hid in a secret passage and carefully pushed the stone door open.
He glanced outside and said softly: "Are you leaving?"
The woman in green didn't respond, as if she hadn't heard anything, and turned her back to him.
"I have some pastries here," Su Juren took out two small paper bags from his arms with trembling hands, "You eat them first, and I will buy you more delicious ones when you go out."
The woman in green clothes stopped folding her fingers and said softly: "Why bother, Mu Wen, why bother."
She hadn't spoken for a long time, and her voice was cracked and hoarse, and as she got older, it became even more harsh.
Su Juren gently placed the small paper bag inside the fence.
"Master Wife, I'll leave this alone first."
The woman in Tsing Yi didn't respond, didn't even turn her head, and hot tears rolled out of her hazy and cloudy eyes.
Su Juren looked at her sadly and moved his lower lips, but as usual, he didn't know what to say.
"Then, I'm leaving." Su Juren said, "I'll probably come over to see you soon next time."
In the past few days, too much chaos has occurred in the front yard, and Su Juren had a vague feeling that there would be even greater chaos in the next few days.
The woman in green clothes continued to fold the leaves, staring at the leaves that were involuntarily folding back and forth in her fingers, and her tears became more and more intense.
Su Juren retreated into the secret passage, which was so small that he had to stoop to get in.
The stone door was closed again, and Su Juren huddled in the stone passage, holding his knees with his hands. He was a man in his thirties, wiping tears on his sleeves, crying like a three-year-old child.
Across the mountain wall, which was not thick or thin, Xia Zhaoyi was still standing there, not moving.
After a while, Xia Zhaoyi sighed softly and walked forward again, leaning on the tree stick.
