The wind sounded like ghosts and the rain was noisy.
Su Juren blinked.
Misheard?
"Don't be scared, I'm Ah Li." The voice sounded again.
This time I could hear the general direction, it was above him.
Xia Zhaoyi squatted in the mud, holding a thick wooden trunk in his hand, and said: "I am not strong enough to pull you. You need to push on your toes to borrow strength, but you should not pull too hard.
, otherwise I might be dragged down by you."
"Ah, Ah Li."
Su Juren said in disbelief, while a thick piece of wood was stretched out and tapped his shoulder.
"Don't stand like that, turn around first."
Su Ju was standing hundreds of feet in the air in front of him, his back was pressed against the soil, and his legs were already too weak to move.
"Hold on, turn around."
Su Juren slowly let go of the hand holding the mud grass, raised his head and grabbed the piece of wood next to his shoulder.
He didn't know why, but this girl's voice made him feel at ease and trustworthy.
He took a deep breath. He was not afraid of death anyway, so he moved his steps and turned around slowly.
There was a flash of lightning in the distant sky, making the ground look miserable.
The girl squatting under the cliff was illuminated by white light and flashed past.
"Am I dazzled?!" a boy shouted.
Bian Yuanfeng stared in astonishment, while the boy next to him, who had suffered a lot of stones with him, covered his mouth and widened his eyes.
"Er Guang," Bian Yuanfeng said dumbly, "did you see it?"
Another bolt of lightning illuminated the girl's figure again.
She squatted there, her whole body was soaked, her hair was all messed up, and it stuck to her body from the heavy rain.
But Su Juren actually kicked his legs like this. Although it was embarrassing and inelegant, he really managed to climb up.
"It's really going up!" Erguang shouted.
Su Juren gasped and raised his hands to pat his chest, shocked.
Xia Zhaoyi rubbed his sore arm and said: "There are a lot of flowing rocks in this place. It's not advisable to stay for a long time. You go forward. After turning, there is a small flat cliff where you can hide temporarily. There will be no more thunder and lightning now.
You can go back after an hour when the rain stops."
Su Juren took a breath and looked at Xia Zhaoyi: "Ah Li, why are you here?"
Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "Sir, don't you think this sentence sounds familiar to you?"
"What?"
"You seem to have told me many times, but we have only met a few times."
Xia Zhaoyi picked up the tree trunk, poked it on the ground twice to make sure it was still usable, and said, "Okay, sir, go back first."
"But why are you here?" Su Juren asked again.
"Because I know the thunderstorm is about to stop, and with the terrain here, I have a 80% chance of pulling you up, otherwise I wouldn't dare come out and pull you out like this." Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile.
Again, the answer is wrong.
Su Juren frowned and looked back at the abyss in front of him.
Although it is safe here, looking down is even more shocking.
And his heartbeat never calmed down.
"Sir," Xia Zhaoyi suppressed a smile and said seriously, "You have to be careful when you go back this time. Bian Erlang and his shrimp soldiers and crab generals are watching us from the opposite side now."
Su Juren was stunned, raised his head and looked diagonally across.
Although they are said to be opposite, they are actually on the same mountain, but the mountain has ups and downs. They are on opposite sides of the same valley, but the terrain is steeper and the angle is difficult to capture.
"I'm leaving, sir, take care." Xia Zhaoyi said again.
"Let's go?" Su Juren turned around, but the girl was gone.
Su Juren was startled: "Ali?"
There was no one around except heavy rain and strong wind.
"Ah Li?" Su Juren shouted again.
But the girl really disappeared.
In the back mountain courtyard, Mrs. Liang and the servant girl were finally taken to the woodshed and locked up by Aunt Fang.
Mother Yu came out to get some food, and after making sure that Mrs. Liang was no longer kneeling, she returned to the hut with the tray.
Two bowls of porridge, a stack of pickles, and a steamed bun were already more abundant than usual, but what was rare today was that there was an extra stack of meat sauce.
Mother Yu closed the door, came over and put it on the table.
There was a small candle lit in the middle of the table. The light was very dim and failed to reach many places.
"It's time to eat," Yu's mother said.
The rain was pouring outside, and the strong wind was blowing up the roof. The house was quieter, but the candlelight was swaying slightly on the table for some reason, and the whole room was dim.
There was some movement from the small couch, and Aunt Feng came over wearing an old yellow coat and said, "How's it going?"
"I was kneeling over there. I wasn't beaten, but now I'm locked up."
"Huh," Aunt Feng snorted coldly, sat down at the table and said calmly, "This person named Fang still has some conscience."
"If you have any conscience, you won't let them kneel for a day," Yu Ma said, "After all, this has solved a problem for all of us."
Aunt Feng glanced at the food on the table, picked up her chopsticks, took a mouthful of porridge, chewed and said, "You don't understand, if you don't show off, the play can't be considered good."
She broke off half of the steamed bun and dipped the meat there, but she didn't rush to bite it, but smelled it under her nose.
"There is meat every day, but I can only smell it but cannot eat it," Aunt Feng sighed. "I can finally have a bite, and that's all."
Mother Yu looked at the pile of meat and was a little greedy.
"Didn't the people from Qianshan come to cause trouble today?" Aunt Feng asked.
Yu's mother shook her head: "It's raining too hard. It's probably hard to find her. That maid was struck to death by lightning. Everyone is scared now."
"They haven't eaten anything for a whole day," Aunt Feng suddenly smiled, "They can also suffer this crime, so happy."
"But the rain always stops."
Aunt Feng hummed, took another big mouthful of porridge, and said while eating: "So, what Ah Li said, do you feel relieved?"
Mother Yu frowned and her voice became lower: "I don't know, what do you think?"
"After I had Liu Sanniang locked up that night, there were quite a few people looking for me the next day. There were people from Bian Dalang, people from Bian Erlang, people from Wu Da, people from Lu Tanlang, and even Yi Luan.
All the Bizhus in the courtyard came to me and pretended to be familiar with me, and those who had something to say were asking me."
"What are you asking about?"
"Asked me about Lin Youqing, asked me if Liu Sanniang had any contact with her, and furthermore, asked me if I knew how she escaped."
Yu Ma paused slightly and thought of Ah Li.
"Ah Li," Aunt Feng took a deep breath, "you told me last night that you saw her going to the trouble of confronting Liu Sanniang in order to cover up for Lin Youqing."
"You said this because you think Ah Li is really trustworthy?"
Aunt Feng frowned, her expression became a little confused, and she looked at the candlelight on the table.
A lamp is like a bean, dimly flickering, flickering on and off.
"But the body is real, we have all seen it." Yu Ma said.
"Even if it is true, do you really dare to hand over our lives to this person we have never met?" Aunt Feng said solemnly, "Not to mention, why are you helping us, just to act chivalrously? This
