After being beaten to death with random sticks: my brothers begged me to forgive me

Chapter 63
Jiang Muge couldn't dodge on the horse, and suddenly stretched out an arm in front of his eyes, abruptly blocking the knife for her.

Looking back, Han Zhenlian looked pained, but he still held back and didn't hum.Instead, he held the rein in one hand and lowered the other hand, revealing a hole in his black sleeve.

The dark liquid slowly flowed down the sleeve of the robe and dripped to the ground.

Jiang Muge saw the bruise at a glance, and pursed his lips.

Seeing that the young man failed, he laughed out loud and wanted to repeat the old trick.The blood on the corner of the mouth is still there, and the whole situation becomes more and more courageous.

His body is dexterous, probably good at light work, where others can't get up, he uses the surrounding rocks, bushes and treetops to casually jump to a height higher than the back of a horse.

Even though Han Zhenlian was already riding his horse in the opposite direction, the young man was still following him like a shadow, ready to stab them.

At this time, even Jiang Muge could not stop the attack of the knife with a needle.She didn't want Han Zhenlian to be injured again because of her, so she put her arms around him and hugged him.

At the critical moment that she didn't realize, Han Zhenlian lowered his head in surprise and glanced at her.

He let go of the reins and was about to pull her down.

The boy behind him suddenly let out a muffled snort, leaned back as if he had lost his strength, and fell down.

Chen Qing's master's knife was dripping with blood, standing quietly behind.Seeing the young man clutching his back, screaming helplessly on the ground, he called out loudly: "Help, Master! Please help! This subordinate missed a moment, it's not my fault..."

When the boy said this, he stopped abruptly.

The whole person was also motionless.

Blood flowed from the mouth, nose and ears at the same time, the color was deep red and purple, and it was extremely horrifying.

Jiang Muge and Han Zhenlian turned their attention to Chen Qing's master.

He turned to look not far away.

The teenager's "mother" was still standing there quietly, and the arc of the smile on her mouth didn't seem to have changed from the beginning to the end.The last time Jiang Muge noticed her, she was smiling the same way.

"It's her..." Chen Qing's master spoke for the first time, "Hurry up! That kid and I are the queen!"

His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

But there is a tinge of convincing power.

Han Zhenlian also immediately obeyed his words and galloped forward.However, the woman seemed to be able to move instantly, and suddenly stopped in front of them from the bushes.

At the beginning, she had recovered her expressionless face, and then she gradually showed them a strange smile again.

It was completely different from the mourning expression when she pretended to be a mother, Jiang Muge had a vague feeling that this was the most authentic expression of this woman.There was some kind of beast-like bloodthirsty light hidden in the smiling eyes, obviously genuinely happy.

The instinctive fear was awakened from the bottom of my heart by this smile.Jiang Muge couldn't help staying close to Han Zhenlian.

You know, except for Chen Qing's master, they didn't even notice how the woman made the move just now.The thing that can ask someone's name without making a sound is the most terrifying thing.

Thinking about it this way, that woman has never made a move, and her mentality may seem to be playing tricks on them.

Or, she just possessed a method that could kill the boy at any time.But even so, they were completely unaware of how she moved at that time.

Han Zhenlian snorted, with a slightly trembling voice, and said in her ear: "I just saw that there is a Lian River under this road. The water is deep. I'll count to three, two, and one. Let's jump down together."

Before he finished speaking, he turned his horse's head, avoided the woman, and rushed straight to the edge of the mountain road.

There are no trees to cover it, so at first glance, once a person falls, there is no doubt that there will only be a broken body.The two followers had already exclaimed in the distance.

Seeing the edge of the road getting closer, Jiang Muge's heart beat like a drum, and all moving scenes gradually slowed down.

"three……"

The horse was about to stop, but the rein suddenly stuck into Han Zhenlian's palm.

"two……"

They swooped down the mountain, and they could faintly see the sparkling light below.

"one!"

Han Zhenlian let go of the rein and held Jiang Muge in his arms.

The horse neighed, and suddenly there was nothing under him.They began to fall with the horses, and their clothes floated up, blocking Jiang Muge's sight.

What I heard and felt was only the heat of sweat on Han Zhenlian's body.

The scent of ink, the smell of blood, filled my mind.

The wind roared, raised my heart high, and then fell like this out of control.She clung to him, and he clung to her.

The two dragged each other until their faces felt cold.

With a "crash" and a "plop", the two of them fell into the river together.

The fish-smelling water poured into her nostrils, making her cough uncontrollably.Bubbles bubbled from his mouth, and more water poured back in.

A force began to lift them up, and the speed of the fall slowed down, as if they had regained their weight, but they continued to fall.

Jiang Muge felt that his chest was about to explode, his eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to swim upstream.

Han Zhenlian dragged her and slowed down.

The two of them stretched their hands upwards at the same time, and when they looked at each other, the air bubbles from their mouths blocked each other's expression.Can't speak, can't communicate.

The time to go up seems to be extremely long.

Until the bubbles gradually disappeared, and a ray of light appeared above the head.

My eyes lit up.

Jiang Muge continued to go up, Han Zhenlian let go of her hand.The moment before she raised her head, she vaguely felt that he was smiling.

Strange, she is so miserable, what's so funny?

When I emerged from the water, my mind cleared.After coughing up the water heavily, she pawed and pulled the surroundings until Han Zhenlian poked his head out.

The two of them faced each other, their hair draped over their foreheads in embarrassment, panting heavily.Jiang Muge looked around, but he didn't see the horse swimming up for a long time.

They fell too high and too deep.The horse was still drowned.

After she told Han Zhenlian about this, Han Zhenlian laughed.

"It's still a time like this to see people's hearts," he glanced at Jiang Muge, who was full of confusion, and said leisurely, "I found out, you only show your teeth and claws at your family. You are better to passers-by, even a horse, than us .”

Just as she was about to refute, she suddenly heard a gust of wind above her head.Looking up, the sky not far away is full of black shadows.

The hem of the clothes spread out, like bats, overwhelming the sky.

Many men in black jumped down with them.Only the woman was missing.Soon, they all fell into the water with only a few splashes.

"As expected of an order to die," Jiang Muge's lips gradually turned pale, "There are so many of them... what should we do?"

"Where are your needles?"

"Not enough." She picked up three needles in time.

The two took a deep breath and looked around, seeing yellow and green everywhere.Yellow is bare soil, green is grass, moss, not even a larger stone.

The rock walls are rough, but there are no caves that are often mentioned in ghost novels.

Not to mention that they still had no time to swim ashore, even if they did, they probably wouldn't be able to find a place to hide.

(End of this chapter)