The sky was getting darker and darker, and except for the occasional flash of lightning that illuminated the sky, there was almost no light.
Bian Yuanfeng sat on the ground, with his feet dangling in the air, and the protruding rocks above his head, which could just cover the heavy rain from the sky.
"Master." The boy came over and shouted.
Bian Yuanfeng's expression was as cold as the weather.
"What should we do tonight? Are we going to sleep here?" the boy asked again.
"Impossible." Bian Yuanfeng said in a low voice.
"What?"
"There is no reason for her to disappear like this. How could such a short girl beat up Lianping and dare to attack me? Impossible!"
Thinking of her arrogant appearance, Bian Yuanfeng gritted his teeth in anger.
The boy has been looking at him all day, and he is still angry...
The boy sighed: "But Master, tonight we..."
"If you're not afraid of being struck to death by lightning, then go away," Bian Yuanfeng said. "Besides staying here, do you have anywhere else to go?"
The boy stopped talking and looked back at the companions behind him. No one dared to say anything.
His stomach growled with hunger, and Bian Yuanfeng stretched out his hand to touch his lower abdomen, thinking that he had not eaten for almost two days.
He turned his head and looked to the west, and could only vaguely see two rows of houses and the deep stream illuminated by lightning in front of him.
Not to mention that he didn't have anything to eat, I'm afraid everyone in Qianshan didn't have anything to eat.
"The servants in the backyard are still protecting her," Bian Yuanfeng gritted his teeth and sulked in a low voice, "Don't fall into my hands, I won't let them have an easy time."
At this time, the boy standing on the far left stretched out his hand and asked: "Is there someone there?"
Everyone looked over there.
Halfway up the empty mountain where mud and rocks had fallen diagonally, a tall and thin figure was stumbling down.
It was really difficult to walk on the mountain road during the thunderstorm. The man walked with great difficulty and slipped several times. He put his hands on the ground and kicked with his feet in order to stabilize his body.
He wore a bamboo hat on his head, covering his face, and it was dark, making it difficult to see clearly.
"It seems he came down the mountain. We didn't see this person just now. He just appeared out of nowhere." Another boy said.
At this time, a bolt of lightning lit up the sky and the earth. The man was stung in the eyes and hid his face with his sleeves.
Bian Yuanfeng was stunned when he saw his figure.
"It looks familiar," the boy said.
The muffled thunder rolled over, with a sudden thud. He was probably frightened, and remained motionless there.
Bian Yuanfeng's eyes suddenly froze, and he whispered: "It's from Su Ju!"
"Su Juren?" Everyone was also stunned.
Su Juren collapsed and lay on his side in the mud, really daring not to move.
He has always considered himself brave and fearless, even if he dares to take risks to fight against bandits.
Unexpectedly, this natural power finally made his legs weak and timid.
It was raining heavily and he was soaked all over. He grabbed the weeds that had taken root in the ground, trying to steady himself before getting up.
Another thunderbolt rang across the sky, and he even felt a burst of electricity rolling through his fingertips.
"Why is he here?" the boy asked again.
Bian Yuanfeng said nothing, his eyebrows were pressed on his brow bones, and his eyes turned cold when looking at Su Juren.
Seeing his expression, the boy shut his mouth.
Regarding the Su Ju people, they did not dare to say more or inquire more, not because they were in awe of the scholars, but because of Bian Yuanfeng.
Everyone found this funny. Bian Yuanfeng was a young thief who was born in a den of thieves. He had little interest in murder, arson, robbery and plunder, but he preferred to study.
Su Juren was even more funny. He didn't take Bian Yuanfeng seriously at all. Although he taught him reading and literacy, he only taught him what he didn't understand in the book. When Bian Yuanfeng asked him, he didn't say anything. He always said,
You only teach, you don’t educate people, not to mention you are not a human being.
In the eyes of these young men, what is the difference between being a kiln sister and erecting an archway?
How ridiculous.
The change in Bian Yuanfeng's attitude was also obvious. From the initial dismissal to the later humbly asking for advice, Su Juren did not respond. Now, Bian Yuanfeng has lost his good expression. The teacher and student's daily routine is to look at each other coldly.
During this process, Bian Yuanfeng got angry several times and wanted to kill Su Juren, but Mrs. Bian stopped him every time.
But everyone also knew that Bian Yuanfeng would never really teach him a lesson. This young boy who was fearless and cruel, actually respected Su Juren from the bottom of his heart.
On the other hand, Su Juren, who was regarded by everyone as fearless, was now so frightened by the heaven and earth that he could no longer walk.
Bian Yuanfeng's lips curved into a sneer. Seeing Su Juren's embarrassed appearance, he felt indescribably happy and indescribably angry.
"I really thought he was not afraid of anything," Bian Yuanfeng said.
"At that time, I slashed him in front of his face with a knife." The boy said, "But he really didn't kneel down."
"Literati like to put on airs. They think they are iron-clad, which is ridiculous." Bian Yuanfeng sarcastically said.
"Then," the young man said, "Master, is he afraid of death or not?"
Bian Yuanfeng gave him a cold look.
The boy was stunned for a moment and quickly closed his mouth.
"If I throw you down, are you afraid of death or not?" Bian Yuanfeng asked with raised eyebrows.
Of course I am afraid, how could I not be afraid?
That was struck by lightning. Wasn't the lively Chen Tang next to Bian Yuanxue directly struck by lightning and turned into coke? Several boys can still remember that stiff look.
The heavy rain became heavier and heavier, but the thunder and lightning gradually improved. Su Juren took a breath and staggered up, grabbing the branches next to him.
The place he was standing on was really steep, with endless drop-offs. The mountains were so high that there was no place to climb. Moreover, the mud under his feet was muddy. If he stepped wrongly, he might just slide down.
He was in a dilemma, and he didn't know what to do.
The wind was howling and the rain was blowing, and everyone's hands and feet were freezing to the bone.
Su Juren squatted there, looking down, unable to see anything clearly.
"Will he fall to death..." Another boy said timidly.
Others shook their heads: "I don't know."
"It's so good. He's not staying in Yiluan Courtyard. Why is he going somewhere?" the boy asked again.
Bian Yuanfeng frowned and looked in the direction of Su Juren. From such a distance, Su Juren's figure was not as tall and thin as he usually saw.
"If you fall to death, you won't be able to ask any questions," Bian Yuanfeng said.
He hated Su Juren and wanted to beat him to death or chop him off with a knife several times.
But it would be too cheap to kill him just like that.
The rain washed down many branches and soil on the mountain. Su Juren leaned his back on the cliff and shrank slightly upward.
It is true that the vision is not good, and the mountain road is narrow and almost roadless, otherwise we would not have lost our way and bumped into this place by mistake.
Su Juren closed his eyes. Is he really going to die here? The same situation as Chen Tang appeared in his mind.
"Su Juren." A clear childish voice suddenly sounded.
Su Juren was stunned, opened his eyes and looked at the boundless abyss in front of him, his mind was empty.
