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26 (Thanks to the leader of Pingchuwu)

"What are you afraid of? We made an appointment anyway. After we have played, we will leave it to Boss Huang. Do you think she can come back alive?" Jiao Teng sneered.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Chen Wuyou slowly approached and looked at Xiao Qingying who was lying on the ground, his eyes cold.

"What? You can only threaten me?" Jiao Teng sneered. "We are all grasshoppers on the same rope, no one is more valuable than the other!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and put it on, I have already arranged everything." Chen Wuyou didn't even look at Xiao Qingying's eyes at this time.

He clapped his hands gently.

Suddenly, two Taoists behind him came out carrying a long box.

"This is a delivery box for groceries. People stuff it into it and carry it down the mountain. My father has already made arrangements for the patrol. You can hide here to delay time." Chen Wuyou said calmly.

"Okay." Jiao Teng grinned.

Soon, the two Taoists put down the box, opened the lid, and went to carry Xiao Qingying.

Xiao Qingying, whose vision was already a little blurred, stared at Chen Wuyou in disbelief.

She couldn't exert any energy and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

But looking at Chen Wuyou, whom he once trusted so much, now...

Her whole body was soft and her fingers wanted to grab something, but they couldn't hold it tightly at all.

"Wuyou...brother..."

She whispered the last few words from her lips.

Her mind was in chaos, with countless emotions, anger, sadness, pain, and tears mixed together, pouring out from the corners of her eyes.

She was always thinking about Chen Wuyou, but he... never seemed to love her...

And the eldest brother...the eldest brother is actually...

He recalled the things he had done after listening to Chen Wuyou's words.

Xiao Qingying's vision slowly fell into darkness, and she could no longer see anything clearly.

"Carry it away." Chen Wuyou's voice came from outside.

"The boy that Boss Huang pointed out for." Jiao Teng said. "He was taken away by my design. What are you going to do?"

"When the matter is resolved, the entire Qinghe Palace will be decided by my father, and it will not be too late to liquidate it by then." Chen Wuyou replied.

Xiao Qingying slowly fell into a state of half sleep and half awake.

She guessed that she must have been drugged. The fear and panic in her heart almost completely overwhelmed her.

She thought of Zhang Rongfang, who was driven away by her father, and Jiao Teng's behavior when he was driving people away, and she understood in her heart that the other party must have deliberately designed to drive away people who could help her...

There is also Xiaoran, the follower from earlier, who might also be attracted by them...

The more Xiao Qingying thought about it, the more frightened she became. The sadness of being deceived at first was suppressed by a large amount of panic.

She didn't know what would happen to her or where she would be sent.

‘Daddy…where are you??’

She suddenly remembered that if she had spoken out to keep Junior Brother Zhang Rongfang instead of keeping silent and wrongly accusing him.

Maybe, maybe he won't let Jiao Teng take care of him.

Things like this wouldn't happen now...

puff.

Soon, she was carried into a rectangular box, the lid was closed, and a lot of sundries were placed on it.

They are all clothes, bamboo slips, animal skins and the like.

There were several rough ventilation holes on the side of the box, obviously to prevent her from being suffocated inside.

Chen Wuyou did not follow the two Taoists, but called another person out.

That Taoist was tall and tall, with a black beard, two meters tall, and a strong sense of oppression. He was none other than Taoist Qishan, another master in the inspection room.

"Uncle Qishan, I'll leave it to you. Don't follow closely, just hang far behind to avoid being found out." Chen Wuyou warned.

"Yeah." Qishan nodded.

In fact, if there hadn't been an accident at Shengxian Bridge the day before yesterday and people were being watched closely, that would be the most convenient way to go down the mountain.

The box was slowly lifted up and walked quickly towards the alley on the side of the Taoist Palace.

Taoist Qishan held a lantern and followed far behind to ensure that there would be no problems.

After a while, no more voices could be heard outside.

Xiao Qingying was groggy and was being carried around. She was fixed in the box, and her whole body was stuck with debris. It was stuffed tightly and she couldn't move.

Only the head can barely move.

The tears flowed down like a broken thread, and soon wetted the coarse clothes beside him.

Creak, creak.

The pole carrying the box kept making small noises.

Along the way, from time to time there was the sound of Taoists talking together, passing by the box.

Xiao Qingying wanted to ask for help, but she couldn't make a sound. She opened her mouth and couldn't close it.

My whole body was paralyzed and I couldn't move at all.

At night, the evening drum beats gently.

The entire Qinghe Palace echoed with a sense of remote tranquility.

The box passed through the Xuanxin Hall, passed the two side halls, and passed the letter room. It slowly walked towards the mountain gate with a rhythmic creaking sound.

Generally, sundries are placed outside the mountain gate, waiting for the handyman disciples who come down from the mountain in the early morning of the next day to carry them and deal with them.

So their destination should be the mountain gate.

Soon, two people carrying boxes passed by Yingsong Hall.

Zhang Rongfang and Zhang Xintai were working together, discussing the steps of the Vitality Talisman they had just learned.

The two of them were walking in the lane. When a box passed by them, Zhang Rongfang suddenly frowned slightly.

He sniffed and smelled a familiar smell of powder.

Turning his head, his eyes fell on the box carried by the two men. That was the source.

This fragrance... is Xiao Qingying's favorite fragrance powder.

He won't remember it wrong.

After all, he has been with Xiao Qingying for so long and knows her living habits very well.

If it were anyone else who had followed him for so long, he would have known everything he needed to know.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xintai on the side asked doubtfully.

"It's nothing, it's just that there seems to be Senior Sister Xiao's aura in that box..." Zhang Rongfang shook his head.

Inside the box, Xiao Qingying's eyes widened.

Zhang Rongfang's voice was like a glimmer of hope, giving her a sudden glimpse of light in a desperate situation.

"Woo...!!" She tried her best, opened her mouth wide, and tried to make a sound.

But the drug was so potent that she could only let out a tiny whimper.

This sound was completely insignificant amidst the creaking of the carrying pole and the footsteps of the two people.

"Help...save...me!!" Xiao Qingying yelled crazily and forcefully.

It's a pity that her voice couldn't penetrate the outer shell of the box.

outside the box.

Zhang Rongfang withdrew his gaze.

"Forget it, these things have nothing to do with me now." He smiled, even if it had something to do with Xiao Qingying, what did it have to do with him?

"Xiao Qingying?" Zhang Xintai glanced at the box. It was dark and had many old marks on the surface. It should be a box containing sundries and discarded goods.

"Maybe they are pretending to be some clothes that Xiao Qingying used." He disagreed.

"Probably." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

He raised his head and suddenly saw Taoist Qishan from the patrol room following behind him.

Taoist Qishan is two meters tall and has an extremely eye-catching figure.

Zhang Rongfang is now about 1.75 meters tall, which is very different from him.

But at this time, his body shape is also quite strong, especially the upper body, and the muscles of his arms are prominent, so he is not at a disadvantage.

"What is Qishan doing here? There's nothing to patrol in this place, right?" Zhang Xintai on the side asked doubtfully.

"Perhaps the patrol just happened to come here." Zhang Rongfang said.

But he noticed that Qishan's gaze seemed to be staring at the big box in front of him from time to time.

‘Could it be that...!?’ Zhang Rongfang thought of the familiar aroma just now and made a bold guess.

Snapped.

He paused and looked back at the box that passed him.

Immediately, he clearly felt that the bodies of the two Taoists carrying the box began to become tense.

Moreover, Qi Shan, who was behind him, also immediately focused his attention on him.

It seemed that his move immediately aroused the vigilance of the three of them.

"etc!"

Zhang Rongfang suddenly spoke up.

He suspected that there was something wrong with the box.

The two people were stunned for a moment, and then walked faster.

Zhang Rongfang was about to step forward, but suddenly his footsteps stopped.

"Zhang Rongfang, you are no longer Xiao Rong's disciple. There are some things that you shouldn't be meddling in." Qi Shan's voice came coldly from behind.

Zhang Xintai on the side narrowed his eyes and immediately realized something was wrong.

"What?" He took a step forward and stood between Zhang Rongfang and Qishan.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the box, slightly silent.

"It's okay, forget it. Senior Brother Qishan is right. I am no longer a disciple of Master Mingguang. I really shouldn't meddle in other people's business."

He was not sure what was wrong with the box. Now that he had been expelled from the school, there was no need to go through this muddy water again.

"Let's go, senior brother." He turned around and didn't look any further.

"That's how it should be. If you interfere again, wouldn't you be asking for trouble if you are wronged by that damn old man Xiao Rong again?" Zhang Xintai said with a smile.

He didn't want to confront Qishan unless necessary.

If you really want to take action, Qishan will be slightly better.

The two of them immediately stopped talking, passed by Qishan, and walked slowly towards the distance.

Qishan let out a breath.

If he was really discovered just now, he was not sure that he could quickly capture Zhang Xintai.

If exposed, he might also be implicated.

But Zhang Rongfang, a little Taoist priest, is actually so alert.

No wonder Chen Wuyou had been disrupted by this person several times before.

He suddenly understood why Chen Wuyou and Jiao Teng had to get this person away first.

"How come Zhang Rongfang is so close to Zhang Xintai now?" He suddenly thought of another point.

"It seems that after being expelled from Master Mingguang, he was taken in by Master Zhang Xuan." The patrolling disciple on the side replied softly.

"Tsk tsk... You are really lucky. There is indeed something extraordinary about this boy... It's ridiculous that Xiao Rong is blind." Qishan sighed a few times and waved his hand.

"Continue to go."

"yes."

Regardless of the box or the patrol, the group continued to move forward towards the mountain gate.

inside the box.

Xiao Qingying closed her eyes gently, tears falling continuously from the corners of her eyes.

The glimmer of hope that had just risen fell again.

Despair mixed with regret, like hands, constantly pulling at her heart.

Qishan is right....

Dad and she are really blind... driving away people who should be trusted, and giving trust to evil people who shouldn't be trusted.

If Junior Brother Rongfang hadn't been hurt too deeply before, why didn't he even dare to try just now?

They brought this all upon themselves.

Thick fear, accompanied by the increasingly quiet surroundings, constantly invaded her heart.

'Dad...Xiaoying...Xiaoying doesn't dare anymore...save me...who will save me...?'


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