Jiaohua

Chapter 1153 Crazy man
Ji Sheng stepped forward, poking at Chuzheng's arm with the unsheathed long sword.

Chu Zheng closed his eyes and fell asleep, motionless.

Ji Sheng looked at the wounds on her body, and then looked back at her eyebrows.

The woman is still young, no more than 25 years old, dressed in neutral clothes, even with her eyes closed, there is still a determination in her brows and eyes, she looks fierce at first glance, and she is extremely difficult to provoke.

There are really too many injuries on her body. Several wounds are not sword wounds, not knife wounds, but more like being stabbed by a tree branch after falling from a mountain, or... a spear.

After a pause, Ji Sheng leaned over to touch her forehead.

"Why is it so hot..." Ji Sheng said.

At this moment, Chu Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes were fierce, and he raised his hand to catch him with one move. Ji Sheng immediately stepped back and drew out his sharp blade.

"Stop!" Chen Yunqi ran out suddenly and shouted loudly.

Chu Zheng, who was about to launch an attack, was exhausted, so he propped his hands on the soil bed, raised his eyes and stared at Ji Sheng, and Zhao Gong who was hiding far away.

Chen Yunqi looked at Ji Sheng's long sword that really stopped, mustered up some courage, and ran to the bed.

"Are you okay?" Chen Yunqi helped Chuzheng steady.

"Get out!" Chuzheng pushed her.

Chen Yunqi raised her eyebrows, turned her head, and looked at Zhao Gong.

"Young master," Chen Yunqi stepped forward, bowed sideways, and said, "You should...not be wicked."

Zhao Gong looked her and Chuzheng up and down, and said, "I think you look like villains."

"The little girl's surname is Chen, and she is a believer in Youzhou. She is from the capital by listening to your son's accent?"

"Why are you here?" Zhao Gong asked.

Chen Yunqi gave another blessing: "We were persecuted, we fled all the way, and ended up here."

Zhao Gong looked away from her blessed figure, and said indifferently: "The etiquette is not bad, it seems to be from a rich family? Have you met a robber?"

"A robber?" The corners of Chen Yunqi's lips curled up sarcastically, "She... is probably more hateful than a robber."

"Oh." Zhao Gong nodded, looked at Ji Sheng, "put away the sword."

Ji Sheng responded, and retracted the long sword into its sheath.

"Then hide away slowly," Zhao Gong said, "I wish you a long life."

Seeing that he was about to leave with Ji Sheng, Chen Yunqi hurriedly said: "My lord! It might be inappropriate for you to go up at this time! A group of thieves are extremely vicious. They are in the middle of a funeral, and the funeral team who sent them to the mountain were all killed!"

Zhao Gong's footsteps paused, and he looked at Ji Sheng with suspicion in his eyes.

"Credible." Ji Sheng said.

"Trouble!" Zhao Gong yelled, turned around and came back.

Ji Sheng followed and said to Chuzheng, "You, get up!"

Chuzheng was furious: "Why?!"

"My lord, she is sick..." Chen Yunqi looked at Zhao Gong pleadingly.

"Come on," Zhao Gong said, "She came first."

There was a bamboo stool covered with a moldy blue thin cloth cushion nearby. Zhao Gong stepped forward and tore the thin cloth cushion away, and a burst of dust flew up.

He waved his hand, threw it away, and sat down on the bamboo stool.

Ji Sheng looked around, there was no food, no drink, it was so desolate.

Seeing that they had settled down, Chen Yunqi looked at Chuzheng: "You continue to rest, I will stay here."

It was true that Chuzheng couldn't hold on any longer, her eyelids were heavy, and every muscle in her body was sore and painful. She glanced at her and lay back with difficulty.

But how could anyone be allowed to lie on the side of the couch, especially the master and servant with sharp knives, Chuzheng was destined to not sleep well.

The body pulled her into the darkness, and she was frightened by the nightmare again. Less than half an hour later, her body twitched and she opened her eyes from the dream.

"You're awake." Chen Yunqi was holding a handkerchief, carefully wiping the sweat on her forehead.

Chu Zheng frightened her hand away: "Don't touch me!"

Zhao Gong and Ji Sheng turned their eyes to look at them.

Chen Yunqi pursed her lips and nodded, "Okay, I won't touch it."

"It's really cheap." Zhao Gong said quietly.

Chen Yunqi lowered her head, her face turned pale, and she felt very embarrassed.

Zhao Gong withdrew his gaze and looked at the small holes on the wall.

It is said to be a small hole, but in fact, you can vaguely see the scenery outside, but it hurts your eyes if you look too much.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Zhao Gong raised his eyes to look at other places in the shabby room, and his eyes swept over every place in the room one by one.

"Master, what's the matter." Ji Sheng asked in a low voice.

"I think... weird."

"Strange?"

Zhao Gong thought for a while, got up and walked up.

Chen Yunqi looked at them without blinking.

But they didn't really go up, but stood at the intersection.

"Master?" Ji Sheng was puzzled.

"It's terrible," Zhao Gong murmured, "It's terrible."

"Where is it scary?"

"What did we see down there just now?" Zhao Gong asked.

Ji Sheng clenched the long sword in his hand, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Young Master, what you saw below is indeed terrifying, but you weren't that scared just now, why are you just now..."

"Don't you think that this whole room looks like a woman's pregnant belly?" Zhao Gong raised his hand and gestured, turned around and walked towards the long bamboo strip table, and continued, "And this position, does it look like what we just said? See, the uterus that was dissected?"

Ji Sheng raised his head and looked around, frowned and said, "It seems that there is a little bit."

Zhao Gong walked around the rock wall and looked down: "The road we came up on is similar in shape to Chiqi, with a slight dome, isn't it just..."

With a woman present, Ji Sheng couldn't say it out loud, but goosebumps arose.

"Master, this is really a madman." Ji Sheng said.

The following "exhibitions" can be said to be lunatics, but this entire shabby room dug deep in the mountains is simply too crazy.

After a while, Zhao Gong said in a low voice, "Zhao Huien, why did you come here?"

"Besides, he hasn't come up yet." Ji Sheng's voice was also very low.

"Don't expect him to come up," Zhao Gong said, "he's dead."

That day at the inn, I saw Zhao Huien disguised in a sedan chair, so Zhao Gong followed here.

But Zhao Huien didn't come here directly, it was only half a day's journey from Hengxiang to Ruan's house, but Zhao Huien was hiding here and there, holding something like a treasure map in his hand and pondering all day long, and only found it last night.

There were originally eight subordinates beside Zhao Huien, but now one after another, at least five of them died here.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Zhao Gong didn't stay any longer and took Ji Sheng away immediately.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Chen Yunqi who had been staring at them, Zhao Gong looked at her, his thick eyebrows slightly closed: "What are you looking at?"

Chen Yunqi didn't understand what they were saying at all, and lowered her head lightly when she heard the words: "I'm sorry, the little girl was rude."

Zhao Gong looked at Chuzheng, saw that she was unconscious again, and said, "This one, who is yours?"

"A fellow traveler."

"I think she regards you as an enemy."

Chen Yunqi's voice was always humble: "She is a little impatient and has a bad temper, but she is... probably pretty good."

"You have hesitated, so it's not true," Zhao Gong went back to the bamboo stool, waved his hands, and said, "It's up to you, anyway, you are fellow travelers, and we are passers-by. You like to be beaten and scolded, that's your business."

Chen Yunqi nodded slightly, and said softly, "Yes."

She had just finished answering, when the sound of the stone door being moved suddenly sounded from above.

(End of this chapter)