Chapter 235 Buried in the Devil's Cave in this cottage
Today was a peaceful day. Biaozi and the others did not find any clues, and then the matter became an unsolved case. However, they continued to proceed, with the sound of wind and cranes and the presence of soldiers.
In the past two days, the wound in Jintang has been treated with the Chinese herbal medicine we collected from the mountain. After slowly breaking it up and applying it, the wound began to heal. But at present, we dare not use Chinese herbal medicine to wash too much, because every move we make will be criticized by the brothers in the village.
Keep detailed records. Because if I collect too much of this new herbal medicine for treating wounds, if they discover it, then we will become passive, because they will judge that we do have wounds on our bodies through some components of these Chinese herbal medicines.
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So we can only pick them while walking and put them carefully in our pockets. We can't collect them all at the same time. On average, it takes more than four hours to collect only fifty or sixty leaves. Because the processing is very trivial and messy.
, don’t let them fail to see our purpose in collecting these flowers and plants.
Na Jintang and I were walking around in the mountains, just like an ordinary couple coming here to play. We traveled around the mountains and rivers, fished in rivers, and hunted game. We had a great time. Because I
Knowing that our every move is still within the scope of their monitoring, we behaved so that I could see a very normal side, allowing them to gradually lose their vigilance towards us.
So when I often walk to the mountains, one day I see a few dark figures sneaking behind them. This is normal. Such an earth-shattering event happened on the mountain, and an innocent person appeared in front of their eyes.
It disappeared underneath, and no trace could be found. This was the first time in so many years that a so-called master had something similar under their noses, and they actually went to great lengths to search for it.
Hu Biaozi greeted us twice every day, morning and evening, and spent the rest of the time hurriedly arranging troops to patrol the mountain. Logically speaking, we should also go down the mountain. But I made a super lame excuse - I
I am sick, and very sick. It is impossible to make a long journey back. I can stay for a few more days and breathe the fresh mountain air so that I can better treat my illness.
In this case, with Na Mian Tang's status, it is impossible for Shanzhai to drive me away, even if there are some people who have long been looking forward to our early departure. As for their hints, I am too lazy to pay attention to them and ignore them.
Even if it is a reply to them.
They had no choice but to look for Jintang, but when they saw Jin'er's gloomy face, his eyes like daggers, and his proud face, which seemed cold and inviolable, they couldn't help but feel twitching in their hearts.
Then they came to me again and asked the doctor to come over to see if I was well. As a result, the brothers and the doctor kicked me out. Najintang raised a mocking smile behind me, and the brothers had blue veins on their foreheads.
It was beating suddenly, and the knuckles of the fingers cracked because of the hard grip.
On the fourth day on the mountain, we still didn’t see the faces of the Thirteenth Aunt and the old gang leader. They were very mysterious and seemed to have disappeared. It stands to reason that the old gang leader was sick now, and it was reasonable for him not to see us;
But the Thirteenth Auntie is like a mysterious figure. I heard that all the brothers were respectful to her, but she never appeared, which aroused my great curiosity.
I once asked Na Jintang if he had seen the Thirteenth Concubine, but Na Jintang also shook his head and said he had not.
This gorgeous, young and beautiful Thirteenth Concubine is like a mysterious figure, standing in a corner unknown to us, peering at us, and issuing orders one after another.
We all listen to Hu Biao's instructions from the Thirteenth Concubine. Every day, he comes to us with new and different instructions, such as arranging food, clothing, clothing, and so on. In short, it is fun to accompany us.
She is really still holding the pipa, half-hiding her face. She never reveals herself. What kind of character will she be? I have a feeling that she will surface soon and let us know her authenticity.
During lunch, I quietly asked Na Jintang: "Why have I never seen the Thirteenth Aunt come out? Doesn't she want to entertain me anymore? Is there any way to get her to come out? I really want to see how she behaves
How? He fascinated the old gang leader and successfully pushed away several concubines. He must be a great person. He must be as beautiful as a fairy. He might be the reincarnation of a vixen."
Na Jintang said with a smile: "You are thinking about all kinds of strange ideas in your head every day. If you don't go to the house for a day, you will feel bored."
I said righteously: "I'm not thinking about Mr. Wang's sworn brothers. Thinking about the old gang leader, the hero has no use. The whole situation now is just making wedding clothes for others. Why bother? I think this matter
The previous generation is definitely a core figure and a key figure, not a turning point. If you don’t believe me, we’ll have to wait and see.”
Na Jintang said meaningfully, he was silent for a few minutes, and then showed a bewildered smile: "Since the fox is here, it must be dispatched. The most exciting part of the development of this matter is when the fox comes out of the hole."
Something suddenly occurred to me, so I turned around and asked him again: "Right here, let me hear some miserable cries. Am I dreaming?"
"Um."
"...Go and have a look?"
"Um."
After lunch, we walked in the mountains as usual. While walking along the path we heard the sound yesterday, we casually collected leaves from the trees on the right. However, Najintang held my hand and quickly turned left and right around the corner.
Bend, quickly shake off the tail.
We walked along the edge of the dense forest and successfully hid ourselves in the woods, while observing whether there were any human figures behind us, open spaces, fields and natural cottage villages. Looking at them this way, they were really beautiful, and we no longer had to walk in such a hurry.
Now, I have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
When we came to a corner, we heard a noise coming from the depths of the woods. At first it was because the wild beasts were coming. They had not seen them for a long time. In the middle of the confusion, several upright animals, neither human nor ghost, were shaking, like
A wisp of wandering spirit slowly squirmed to our left.
"There seems to be someone." I shouted with sharp eyes, "Are those women? Or are they people or animals?"
Na Jintang pulled me to a sudden stop and looked calmly at the two figures in front of me.
I blurted out: "Hey!"
The shouting didn't matter, I saw two black figures, they looked towards us in shock, and then they made a gesture for help one by one. I saw two people lying on the ground like marshmallows.
move.
Na Jintang and I quickly ran over to observe what the situation was like. It turned out to be two young women. Seeing that they were about to die, Na Jintang and I rescued them in various ways and gave them water first.
, take some biscuits from the bag and give them a little bit to eat.
These two women are exhausted, hunger and despair have overwhelmed them, and they are only relying on the instinct of survival. She is completely devouring us now, regardless of whether we are enemies or old friends. If we give
It’s drugs, but they will still choose to take them.
They looked exactly like two savages who had lost their way, but their youthful and beautiful faces did not hide their youthful beauty. Judging from their outlines, they must be two extremely beautiful women.
After they learned about our stuff and their highly tense nerves immediately relaxed, I tried to communicate with them: "Who are you? What do you think would make you appear here?"
The two women had no energy at all to deal with me. They were like empty shells. After they finished eating, they immediately fell to the ground unconscious. Logically speaking, if they were people from the mountains, their physical fitness should be the best.
OK.
Na Jintang frowned, looked at the content of the two women, and then observed it, and said thoughtfully: "From their clothes, I found that they are probably people from the cottage, but why are there such things in the cottage?
These two young and beautiful women are either the robbed women or the concubines of Gang Leader Hu?"
After Na Jintang's analysis, I also found a very strange problem. Both women were wearing silk and satin. Although they were black, the texture of the clothes was still very expensive. Through their gestures and gestures, they also showed the beauty of everyone.
I also thought about it again and added to his answer: "Have you ever heard what Mr. Wang said? Now the thirteenth concubine is in charge of controlling the mountain village. Moreover, there are only two puppet wives left on the mountain. The other concubines are inexplicable.
They disappeared without any explanation. Could it be that these two are the legendary Sixth Aunt and Seventh Aunt?" I made a bold assumption.
What if the thirteen concubines launched a coup? I once heard in Jianghu that all the thirteen concubines of the old gang leader were as beautiful as flowers, and they were all upright, but they all once had great dreams in their youth.
Came to this cottage.
But today, their dreams, their passion, and their loyalty are buried together with her youth in this magical cave of the village.
But when I saw the troubled situation of rescuing them, and when I looked at the faces of these two beautiful girls, I couldn't help but feel sore in my nose and eyes, and sympathized with them respectively.
It seems that they have been without food for many days. The two of them are like withered flowers. Did you ever imagine that they were once glorious, but now they have been eclipsed. Both of them have cheekbones and wrinkled faces. It is also unimaginable.
The eyes that were once sparkling and seductive have become deeply sunken and lifeless. Their hair is messy, bird's nest-like hair, their arms with many wounds, and their thighs have no sense of beauty at all.
, in fact, her heart-stirring appearance has become so flat.
What shocked me most about these two people now was their eyes. Their hunger made all their limbs seem to have shrunk a little, leaving only their long and bright eyes.
Most of the buttons on their clothes have fallen off, and they can only use bark inlays and thin vines to cover most of their bodies. The thirteen concubines who were once so beautiful that shocked the world,
Now the friendly and touching beauty is completely gone.
One of them woke up, looked up at us, his face was full of gratitude, but he spoke intermittently, as if he was very weak, as if his life was about to be lost in the next moment, and he murmured from under the hair and rags.
Sobbing: "Thank you two heroes...reaching out to save us...saved our sisters."
I raised her head so that he could have a comfortable position, and I hurriedly asked her: "Who are you? Why did I end up here?"
"It doesn't matter who we are. Even if you know our names, we are afraid of getting in trouble." This woman is affectionate and righteous, speaking with reason and reason, without saying anything or being humble.
I was anxious to know the truth of the matter, and then blurted out: "Are you the women from the old gang leader's cottage?"
She suddenly looked at me in shock, let out a long sigh and said, "Yes, we are the sixth concubine of the old gang leader Cao, and my younger sister, the seventh concubine."
"Why did you end up here? Did you disappear? Or was someone trying to make money and kill you?" he continued to ask her.
Although these things were not enough to support her, her body was still very weak: "...the story is very long, but who are you? You must not be from the mountain? Why do you dare to come here? Are you one of them?
Guests?”
From the dodgey look in her eyes, I sensed that she might not be willing to tell us the ins and outs of these things yet.
After a while, she stopped intermittently and breathed. It seemed that their bodies had been greatly damaged.
Because their clothes were torn, Najintang, a grown man, would definitely not be comfortable around us. He was keeping watch for us a few dozen meters away, but he was a gentleman and did not see us.