Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 282 Three Carriages
The wind seems to be getting stronger, and there are hunting sounds in my ears.

Fang Yao, Yang Gao, and the second young master turned their heads together, and there was an endless dark night behind them.

In the eyes of the two men without masks, there is blackness, blackness that cannot be wiped away, and no light can be seen.

The second young master's face was pale, and he whispered with his lips, "Where are... those carriages in the back?"

Without saying a word, Yang Gao turned over and jumped out of the carriage with a long knife in his hand, and walked five or six feet back along the snowy road made by the wheels.

Because he was so courageous, he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive at this moment, he clenched his long knife tightly, "Master, there is really no carriage following us."

Fang Yao shouted: "Come back first!"

Yang Gao didn't dare to delay any longer, he called out "A Wu" and their names a few times, but when no one responded, he quickly backed away.

"Master, what should we do? How about going back the same way?"

"Farewell first."

Fang Yao lowered her head and pointed to her feet. It was a rut that stretched to the unknown front. "I just followed this snow track."

She raised her head and squinted her eyes again, saw a faint shadow not far ahead, and continued, "There are still people in front of us."

The second young master's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and asked: "Could it be that the people behind have gone wrong?"

"I don't know, the people in front seem to have stopped." Fang Yao had a mask on her body, but she could see a vague outline, and said, "Someone got out of the carriage ahead..."

She frowned and carefully identified the group of figures, then she breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, they are people from the convoy. They are going to our place. Wait where you are."

Yang Gao and the second young master couldn't help but relax as well.

"Hmm..." Fang Yao sat on the carriage board again, and thought about it, "Can you see the carriage in front of you clearly?"

Yang Gao and the second young master naturally shook their heads, except for the rolling snow particles in the light and shadow, they were everywhere. They couldn't see what was in front of them.

"Master, we can't compare with you. Even if there is a ghost standing in the dark hole in front of this black light, we can't see it." Yang Gao said casually.

The second young master is a fastidious person, so he quickly "bah" several times, "You crow mouth, don't talk about ghosts and weirdness at this time, you think we are not unlucky enough..."

This made Yang Gao unhappy, and was about to refute.

Suddenly, the Second Young Master shuddered all over, his voice trembling: "That, that was me just now, how did we see that shadow?"

Yang Gao also reacted in an instant, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

For a while, no one spoke, until Rhubarb in the carriage whimpered softly.

The second young master quickly grabbed his robe and climbed into the carriage, "I heard that the dog wards off evil spirits, let it guard the door of the carriage."

Da Huang didn't know this guy's intentions, so he came over and rubbed his legs affectionately, the second young master took the opportunity to pick up the fur on the back of its neck, causing it to scream in pain.

Fang Yao glared at him angrily, and said, "Don't touch it."

The second young master let go awkwardly, and stroked Rhubarb's neck. Rhubarb was docile by nature, and obediently leaned on his lap.

Fang Yao then withdrew her gaze and looked forward again.

The shadow gradually approached, holding a small light yellow lantern in its arms, even so, the flames inside were still almost extinguished by the wind.

Yang Gao didn't get into the carriage, and guarded outside with her, holding a long knife.

After a while, the man approached with one foot deep and one foot shallow. After seeing the mask on Fang Yao's head clearly, the lantern in his hand fell to the ground in fright.

Fang Yao quickly took off her mask, revealing a stunning and charming little face, and the man finally recognized her, her legs were limp and she was slumped on the snow.

Yang Gao hurried over to pick up the man, and carried him to the carriage with his shoulders lifted.

The second young master in the car poked his head out, couldn't help but widen his eyes, and lost his voice: "Uncle Wang?"

It turned out that the person who came here was surnamed Wang, a servant of the Duke's mansion, and a coachman for the Yiping County Lord.

Fang Yao tried her best to speak softly: "Don't be afraid, Uncle Wang, what happened in front?"

Seeing his second young master, Uncle Wang finally felt relieved, and said a little anxiously: "The person in front is gone."

Fang Yao and the three looked at each other.

The second young master has not yet reacted, "Who is missing?"

"The convoy, as well as Master Fan who led the way, are all gone!"

Fang Yao and the others finally understood that at this moment, there were only three carriages left in this unknown valley.

Two for the Duke's Mansion and one for her. These three carriages were originally next to each other.

But apart from them, the people in front and the people behind seemed to have disappeared.

Under the leadership of Uncle Wang, Fang Yao carefully drove the carriage to the place where the other two carriages stopped.

The distance was not very far, only [-] meters away. Fang Yao put on the mask again, and after getting closer, she saw clearly the dark purple carriage of the National Teacher's Mansion, which was quietly parked in the snow.

"How many of you are there?"

"We include the county head, a total of five people."

Fang Yao nodded, that means there are now eight people and one dog.

Yang Gaoyuan thought that Fang Yao had gone the wrong way, and he didn't feel it yet, but since he knew that the first person to go the wrong way was someone else, he had some thoughts in his heart.

He said very bluntly: "Second young master, do the servants of your National Teacher's Mansion have bad eyesight? Although you can't see the people in front of you clearly today, with the lanterns around, you should still be able to see the rut marks on your heels right?"

The second young master felt that this made sense, and reprimanded him a little angrily: "Uncle Wang, you are also an old driver, how could there be such a mistake?"

Uncle Wang immediately complained, "Second young master, you really misunderstood the little one. The little one has been carefully following the snow trails walked by the predecessors, and he must not be distracted!"

Hearing that the three were puzzled, Fang Yao hurriedly asked: "Then how do you know that the person in front is missing?"

When Uncle Wang mentioned this, he became frightened, "I was walking, and suddenly found that the ruts in front of me were gone, so I got out of the car with a lantern, and found that there were no ruts in the snow ahead!"

He said in a low voice: "It's like those cars that disappeared out of thin air..."

Fang Yao didn't speak.

Yang Gao and the second young master both had chills down their spines and felt a little hairy.

As the carriage got closer to the National Teacher's Mansion, the rhubarb in the carriage became restless. It stood up and walked back and forth in the not very spacious carriage, whining in its throat.

The second young master didn't know why, "What's wrong with this dog?"

"Didn't you say that the dog wards off evil spirits? Maybe there are unclean things nearby."

Fang Yao stared at the dark purple carriage and said casually.

These words frightened the second young master enough, the latter twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, "Master, don't be joking, with you here, what, what evil dare to approach."

The dark purple curtain of the carriage was lifted by a white palm, Fang Yao clenched her hand hidden in her sleeve unconsciously, pressed her tongue against her palate, and said slowly: "As I said earlier, I can't exorcise evil spirits." .”

As soon as she finished speaking, the county magistrate of Yiping, who was dressed in red, leaned out half of her body, and said softly and hoarsely, "Second brother..."

(End of this chapter)