Yun Jingchu, Baili Wushang, Wu Jiu and Angus tied four long ropes connected to a tree, then tied the other end of the rope around their waists and slowly moved down
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Meng Yi, Lu Yong and others pulled the rope and slowly lowered it down.
It took two sticks of incense to reach the cliff.
Seeing the scene at the bottom of the cliff, Yun Jingchu took a breath of cold air. He saw the rapid water flow at the bottom of the cliff and the rugged rocks at the bottom. Looking around, there was no human figure...
There is only one possibility, that is, the knife may have fallen and been washed downstream by the flowing water...
Yun Jingchu took a deep breath to stop himself from thinking in a bad direction, and said, "Let's try going downstream along the current."
It will be fine, it will be fine. The swords, winds and waves are coming, how could something happen because of a few assassins?
Yun Jingchu silently walked down the river, comforting himself in his heart.
However, until the sun went down and they walked along the river for several miles, they did not see the sound of the knife.
At night, they encountered officers and soldiers arriving at the bottom of the cliff from all directions, but others found nothing.
Yun Jingchu's heart felt as cold as if he was immersed in ice water.
Everyone held torches and continued searching.
But the night passed and there was still no harvest.
Yun Jingchu and others had followed the river out of the cliff and onto the grassland of the plain.
Ordinarily, if a person floats here, the current will no longer be strong and he should not be carried away again.
"Leave some people to search nearby." Yun Jingchu said calmly, "The others will go back and continue to search nearby on the way back."
Although he didn't rest all day and night, Yun Jingchu's eyes were calm and cold, and he didn't seem to feel tired at all.
The imperial guards still did not object to Yun Jingchu's words, and left under the leadership of their respective leaders.
One day has passed... Two days have passed... Three days have passed...
Yun Jingchu and others almost turned the area near the river upside down, but there was no...
The knife seemed to disappear out of thin air.
In the past three days, the people staying at the base camp have been sending news: the five captured men in black have very hard bones and are unwilling to confess...
Yun Jingchu's face was as cold as a layer of ice. She wrote a letter in person and asked the Minister of Justice in charge of interrogation at the base camp to bring the assassin here.
At the same time, in a hidden mountain village.
In the hazy state, Dao felt someone moving around on his body, and there was a faint sharp pain in his body. He vaguely knew that the person was bandaging his wound, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from moaning.
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Immediately afterwards, he felt someone feeding him something to drink. The something was bitter and astringent. Then, something sweet was stuffed into his mouth. He couldn't help but hit his mouth with a knife...
When Dao woke up, he felt pain all over his body, as if he had been beaten severely and could not move.
Dao opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar furnishings in front of him.
This is a farm house, with a large earthen bed, brown unpainted wooden boxes, and yellowed window paper...
He was lying on the Tukang, covered with a tattered thin blanket. He tried to move his body, but found that his whole body was in so much pain that he could not move. However, he could feel that the wound on his abdomen had been bandaged.
Moreover, my legs, arms, and chest also felt like they were being bandaged.