Jiaohua

Chapter 29
If you don't know, neither do we.

Lian Ping said in his heart, and scolded the girl badly.

There were slight footsteps at the door, and everyone turned around. Li Lan held a short piece of wood in her hand: "Miss, I found this."

"Bring it to her," Bian Yuanxue pointed, "don't let her call again."

Suxiang and Xiaoshu were stunned for a moment, then watched Lilan come over and handed the short log to Lianping: "You open your mouth and bite."

Lianping looked at the dirty wood, and was really reluctant.

At this time, her shoulder hurt, and Doctor Zhang caught her flesh again. Lianping opened his mouth and screamed in pain, and Lilan shoved the wood into her mouth.

Lianping bit the wood, tears streaming down, not knowing whether it was pain or suffocation.

"My ears are clean," said Doctor Zhang, and he opened the other wound that had been sticking a little from exposure for too long, and pulled out another thorn.

Lian Ping groaned in pain, his entire shoulder trembled with pain, sweating profusely, and tears welling up.

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The sky and the earth are dark, the clouds are dark, and the wind is rustling.

From the east hill to the gate, there are several small fortresses similar to hollow enemy towers built in the far south, with a few battle sheds next to them, and in the dilapidated wall stacks, three or four guard horse thieves sit on the ground to gamble.

Guarding the guard is a rule passed down by the old man in the past, but after so many years, with the expansion of the cottage, the battle wall has been built down the mountain.

Therefore, these guards on the mountain are probably just a form of life, the most leisurely life.

One after another, a horse thief couldn't catch it.

He went to touch the jug. The jug was empty, and he became even more irritable. He threw down the cards and got up: "I'm going to pee!"

"Go away! Don't let that smell come over!" cried a horse thief.

"I put your face in your face!" He replied, but still obediently walked away.

Xia Zhaoyi held an iron sheet in her hand, and the iron sheet was wrapped with wood. She scribbled the route she walked along on the wooden box.

Walking along the wall stacks, she passed one enemy platform after another. Although these enemy platforms have been around for a long time, from the sword slashes and black scorched stones on these wall stacks, you can still see that there have been several terrible fights here.

At this time, I heard that someone was coming over. Xia Zhaoyi had no plans to hide. The iron piece made two final strokes on the wooden box, and raised his head to look at the person who came.

"You don't even have to drink wine, it's so fucking bad." The horse thief scolded and walked through the ruins.

As he walked, he felt a sense of stopping, raised his head and looked at the girl who was holding a small wooden box across from him.

The girl stood in the darkness, watching him quietly.

He blinked and looked back at her.

The atmosphere seemed a little weird.

The wind on the top of the mountain was very strong, and the clothes of the two were blown away.

After a little stunned, the horse thief came back to his senses and scolded: "The thief girl from the backyard? Why are you here?"

Now that I can hear my voice clearly, I'm probably in my thirties, and I'm out of breath.

Everyone on this mountain wouldn't be afraid to meet Xia Zhaoyi alone. Of course, with her still ill physical condition, those who are capable of fisting and kicking will be a little bit afraid.

Xia Zhaoyi smiled at him and said, "I didn't come from the backyard, I came from Yin Si."

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The servants and maids of the back mountain carried a load together, each carrying a bamboo stick in each hand, and walked up from the steps on the southeast side with great difficulty.

Aunt Feng and Ma Yu carried it together and walked at the front. Tired of walking, they raised their hands to wipe the sweat and looked up at the mountain.

About twenty feet apart on the road, there is a pier, and there are two or three men lying or sitting on the pier.

In addition to being on duty and guarding the guard, they also have to manage the nearby candles.

It is these torches along the road that save the servants a lot of trouble on their way up the mountain.

All the way up, every time I reached a pier, Aunt Feng asked these men to give meals first.

When they were tired from walking, they stopped to rest and chatted casually about the weather and the road conditions on the ground.

After chatting and having enough rest, Mother Yu rubbed her calf and stood up and said, "Let's go, we'll hurry first, and we'll have to go back down the mountain later."

Aunt Feng didn't move, she stared blankly at the hillside over there, stretched out her finger and said, "Look at that, is there a figure there?"

Yu Ma looked over, and the servants around her raised their heads following their gaze.

"There seems to be something dripping down," said a servant girl.

"Yeah," cried Ma Yu, "is it a dead person?"

The servants blinked, trying to see more clearly.

"A dead man," said another servant girl, "a man, who should have been pushed down from above."

"Oh," said Aunt Feng, "dead man."

(End of this chapter)