After my rebirth, I married my ex-husband and his uncle

Chapter 55
Standing on the cliff of Liuming Mountain, Qin Fenghua stretched his head and looked down at the cliff. He saw rough waves on the bottom of the cliff.

"Good boy!" Seeing Qin Fenghua standing on the edge of the cliff, Zhao Shiyan mustered up the courage to move forward and look down curiously, but he was so frightened that his legs went limp after just one glance, and he immediately backed away.

Zhao Shiyan felt lingering fear, patted his chest, and sat down in a safe place away from the cliff.

In the past two days, he has told Qin Fenghua about the structure and principle of the hang glider and how to control it. Qin Fenghua has also tried flying a few times in the suburbs of Beijing, and now she is very proficient in the hang gliding posture.

But now, it was finally time to fly, and Zhao Shiyan had to come and take care of it, in case any accident happened.

In addition, the people who robbed the prison and Li Pan's people had already been arranged. When the news came that they could only go to the city to rob the prison, and distracted Wang Yan, Qin Fenghua could take off.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shiyan took out a binoculars he made from his pocket and looked at Qianyuan Mountain opposite.

Qin Fenghua adjusted the hang glider and looked around for Zhao Shiyan.

Zhao Shiyan changed his gray tattered Taoist robe, and called out a colorful tattered Taoist robe, which he called a camouflage robe, which was convenient for concealment.It turned out that Qin Fenghua thought his master's clothes were too ugly, so if he threw him into the crowd, he would be the most flamboyant one in the crowd.

Now she searched hard, and finally found Zhao Shiyan's prostrate Zhao Shiyan behind an inconspicuous tree pile of weeds, and she had some aftertaste on what Zhao Shiyan meant by concealment.

According to Zhao Shiyan's arrangement, she also wore a camouflage jacket today, but it was not a Taoist robe. For her convenience in flying, Zhao Shiyan gave her a camouflage jacket.I don't know what kind of material this dress is made of, but it is very wear-resistant. In the past few days, she wore it, crawled and rolled on the ground, fell and fell, but the clothes were not damaged at all.

After these two days of training, Qin Fenghua had already adapted well, so she walked towards Zhao Shiyan, crawled beside him, and asked hoarsely, "Master, how is the situation?"

Zhao Shiyan focused on every move of Qianyuan Mountain on the opposite side, and did not answer Qin Fenghua's words. Instead, he took out another telescope from his arms and handed it to Qin Fenghua to look at it by herself.

Qin Fenghua took the binoculars handed over by Zhao Shiyan, followed Zhao Shiyan's example, and also looked towards the opposite bank.

Although it is impossible for them to see Wang Yan and his subordinates from this position, they have already negotiated a secret signal. As soon as Wang Yan leaves, Li Pan's people will tie white cloths on the branches that they can see, and signal to Wang Yan. Yan has gone.

And now, Zhao Shiyan and Qin Fenghua were waiting for this moment.But after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement on the other side.

Qin Fenghua looked up at the sky, a little anxious.

The weather has not been good for the past few days. It finally cleared up for a while today, but now it is cloudy again, the thunder is rolling, and the downpour seems to be about to fall.And rainy weather is very unfavorable for hang glider flying...

At the same time, Wang Yan, who was stationed at the foot of Qianyuan Mountain, also looked up at the sky. He looked at the dark clouds gathered above his head and the smoky Qianyuan Mountain not far away. Lion Walnut revealed that he was a little restless at the moment.

He changed the walnut from his right hand to his left, raised his right hand, rubbed the eyelid of his right eye that had been beating wildly since just now, and once again cast his eyes on the hillside of Qianyuan Mountain, which is where the White Horse Temple is located. There is nothing unusual, just like usual, morning bells and evening drums, quiet and quiet.

(End of this chapter)