As for the lord and the others, there is no way they could wait there all day and night, let alone send someone over to check whether they were dead or alive.
On this trip, I came as a dead soldier. If I survived, it was a fluke. If I died, it was a mission.
The light in the stone chamber was still there, and the old man had not turned it off. Fang Wei looked at the stone chamber that had turned a little darker, and reviewed the old man's figure and skills.
The old man was far stronger than him. He had never seen such skills in anyone else. Even Coach Cao, who taught him swordsmanship, was far less powerful than the old man.
Shen's familiar master, Qingzhou Shenglao, and Qingzhou Shenglao's junior brother Ji Hong, had met Fang Wei a long time ago. Neither of them had such skills, and their demeanor was far inferior to this old man.
However, there was a person who gradually emerged in Fang Wei's mind.
That old man who was said to have lived in Yuanhe Sect for half a year.
It's very possible that it's him.
Xia Zhaoyi was sick, injured, and the other party was mysterious. He didn't know how many people there were, and he didn't know if there were other agencies. Therefore, the old man did not directly go to find anyone to trouble him, but left Shen Lie behind to find a way first.
We avoided secret passages along the way and found three exits based on the location and feng shui of the place.
Based on the memory of the veins and rivers outside the mountain, the old man quickly chose the nearest exit to Yuanhe Sect.
As for whether you will encounter other unstoppable roadblocks when you go out, that depends on fate and luck.
Xia Zhaoyi was still awake, so the old man came back and insisted on taking over, carrying Xia Zhaoyi on his back and walking in front.
The exit is in the shape of a trumpet, changing from wide to narrow, from high to short. After going up the long circular stone steps, the vast open space gradually turns into a long and narrow corridor a hundred feet long, with an inconspicuous short cave at the end of the corridor.
There are several towering ancient trees blocking the outside of the cave. Even in the cold winter, the dead branches are still like a net.
The old man whistled with his fingers. It was clear and resonant. The long sound carried by the wind throughout the mountains and rivers. Within a short time, a high-pitched bird call responded in the air. An eagle spread its wings and flew over the mountains. It soared and slid down, then stopped steadily. On the old man's wrist.
The old man used a dead branch as a pen, dipped it in plant juice as ink, and wrote on the cut piece of cloth. Then he tied it to the falcon, patted it, and said warmly: "Go."
The hawk flapped its wings, soared up into the sky, and disappeared into the distance.
The mountainous terrain was rugged, and the ice and snow were half-melted, making the journey slippery. It took more than two hours for Old Sect Master Pei and his men to arrive, and as written in the letter, they also brought the old man's medicine box.
The old man lit a fire by the river, used a thin stone as a bowl, gathered materials nearby, and boiled a bowl of hot water.
After the medicine box was delivered, the girl was cooled down directly here, and then they went back to the mountain together.
Another man was sent to look for Xia Zhaoxue and Rou Gu. Because the journey was relatively short, they came back half an hour earlier than them.
The cold wind was blowing on the mountain, and Xia Zhaoxue waited at the intersection. After a long time, a group of them finally appeared in the distance. When they saw the girl being carried by the old man, the big stone in Xia Zhaoxue's heart finally fell.
The girl didn't know much about this girl, and she wasn't even remotely familiar with it. But when he saw the pool completely collapse and disintegrate, he was struck by unspeakable fear and uneasiness.
He had never doubted the old man's words. He would not believe anyone in the world who said that this girl was his sister, but he would not disbelieve what the old man said.
But a sister is one thing, being close or not is another matter, even if they are related by flesh and blood.
younger sister.
Xia Zhaoxue thought to himself very softly.
In fact, he understood that when he heard the old man say that this girl was his biological sister, he selfishly resisted.
Because there is only one sister, a unique one.
If there was another sister, would the deceased sister be happy?
Also, he thought that he no longer had the heart to love his other sister.
Another gust of wind blew up and hit him, lifting the outer robe of the Yuanhe Sect that Xia Zhaoxue was wearing, and its long sleeves were about to fly.
A figure walked slowly behind him, and Rougu's voice was hoarse and hoarse as she said, "They are back."
"Yeah." Xia Zhaoxue nodded.
When Rougu saw Shen Lie, her eyes became confused, and her dry eyes became red again.
"Why are you here?" Xia Zhaoxue said.
Rougu looked at him, paused, and said, "Young master, I'm not allowed to say anything."
"He is already dead," Xia Zhaoxue turned around, "Aren't we allowed to say that?"
"Well, we can't even talk about it."
"It's such a coincidence that you are here at this time?"
"That's not true," Rougu lowered her head and looked at the thick snow in front of her. "There are many places where the young master can go, and Long Yuan is just one of them. At that time, he had not decided where to go next, and he happened to meet When Emperor Xuan Yan left the capital, he had to pass through Longdan Mountain, so the young master took advantage of the situation and came too, because the time was right, and he could... restrain Shen Lie and come with him."
Xia Zhaoxue raised his eyebrows, looked into the distance with a deep look, and said: "So, coming here is by chance."
"You can say that."
"But he lost his life." Xia Zhaoxue said.
Rougu swallowed harder and made a difficult "hmm" sound.
Xia Zhaoxue said nothing. He rarely commented on the merits and demerits of others.
No matter what Shen Xu did to Shen Lie, Shen Xu's behavior of lifting Rou Gu up before she died, or Shen Xu's previous actions, he had no right to comment.
Looking at the group of people who had already walked up the long road, Xia Zhaoxue stepped off the cliff and walked towards them.
"Senior, let me carry it." Xia Zhaoxue said.
"No need," the old man said, "I'll do it."
Xia Zhaoxue looked at the girl with a scarf tied on her forehead, his eyebrows raised unbearably, and he followed the old man and said, "She must be very ill."
"It's very heavy," the old man replied.
At this moment, someone pulled the corner of his clothes.
Xia Zhaoxue turned around.
Zhili raised his head and looked at him eagerly: "Senior sister and second brother..."
"What's the matter?"
He pointed to the wound on his shoulder in aggrieved manner.
Xia Zhaoxue looked over and said, "I'm hurt again."
"Yes, um... If you want to carry someone else so badly, why not carry me on your back?" Zhili said.
He had long wanted to be carried on his back, and he was extremely tired and top-heavy from walking all the way.
But these Immortal Master disciples from the Yuanhe Sect had just traveled across mountains and rivers to rescue them, so he was embarrassed to speak.
Xia Zhaoxue did not refuse and turned around and squatted down.
After picking up Zhili, he saw Shen Lie following behind him and said, "Shen Lie."
Shen Lie raised his eyes and saw that his jade-white skin seemed to be reflecting light in the snow.
Xia Zhaoxue paused and said, "I'm sorry about your eldest brother."
"By the way," Zhili said, "it was Shen Langjun who risked his life to save me and my junior sister. If it weren't for Shen Langjun, my junior sister and I would definitely not be able to come back now!"
Xia Zhaoxue turned his head slightly, glanced at Zhili, and then said seriously to Shen Lie, "Thank you."
"No need." Shen Lie said.
"One more thing," Xia Zhaoxue said, "Shen Langjun, do you know Liu Zhaojiang?"
