Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 6
Yang Ming found some money and a complete set of equipment from several corpses and headed towards Taihang Mountain.

He didn't know how determined Xue Nu's vicious mother was to silence her, but he didn't dare to bet, because it was related to his own life, and all he could do now was be cautious.

And Taihang Mountain is his last choice.

Now that the snow covers half of the country of Zhao, the Taihang Mountain is an absolute forbidden place. The Taihang Mountain is already extremely dangerous, not to mention it is under the snow cover, so that the almost non-existent road is hidden under the snow, which is even more difficult for humans and animals. Go, only birds can move freely.

"Anyway, let's take refuge in Taihang Mountain for a few days first, and then think about other things." Yang Ming thought about it and quickly went to Taihang Mountain.

If he hadn't followed his father into the Taihang Mountains to hunt since he was a child, he really wouldn't dare to enter the Taihang Mountains at this time.

By noon, Yang Ming had entered Taihang Mountain.

He was lucky, there were no more ambushes along the way, and no pursuers came after him, but he was also unlucky, because he was not the only one who wanted to escape into Taihang Mountain at this time.

At the only entrance to Taihang Mountain, Yang Ming looked at Yiqi who appeared in front of him, and the relaxed expression on his face froze.

Yang Ming was no stranger to that ride. The old man on the horse was the old housekeeper of Zhao's Manor. As for the girl wrapped in a layer of soft armor by the old man, Yang Ming had also seen it before.

But this is not the key point, the key point is that not far behind, there are dozens of riders galloping towards them, obviously coming for the old man and the snow girl.

One old and one young, they met each other with a glance, and saw the accident in each other's eyes, but at this moment, none of them cared about the other, and they rushed straight up the path in the mountain. They were all locals, and they all knew the way to enter Taihang Mountain. trail.

Using a bow as a staff, Yang Ming walked cautiously on the snow-covered path. On one side is a towering mountain like clouds, and on the other side is a cliff that gets deeper and deeper. The trail that the nearby hunters went into the mountain to hunt.

Walking on such a path, it can be said that if you are not careful, you may be in danger of rolling off the cliff, especially when the road is blocked by snow.

"Brother, in this mountain, one wrong step is the prestige of the cliff, how about your cooperation?" The old man followed closely behind Yang Ming, and said solemnly.

The only response to the old man was Yang Ming's silence. He didn't know how the young Xuenv survived the current murder, and how she became the famous dancer in Yanzhao in the future. He only knew that there must be murder. four volts.

Now he doesn't want to have any connection with Xiao Xuenv, because she herself represents danger, but here, he is a real person, and he only has one life, no one can give him a second chance.

Therefore, facing the old man's invitation, Yang Ming's response was only silence.

As dusk approached, Yang Ming finally entered the mountain, and he was temporarily safe.

"I know you. Your name is Yang Ming. Your father and I were friends when he was alive." The old man who had been following Yang Ming put down the little Snow Girl from his arms and stared at Yang Ming who was digging a snow nest in the snow. .

"I never heard my late father mention your Excellency when he was alive." Yang Ming said.

Although he didn't know the real purpose of the old man's friendship with him, he could also imagine that there must be a plan in it, and what could he plan?

"It's normal. Your father has always been ashamed of his identity, so how could he tell you that he has a friend from Zhao." The old man said slowly.

Just this sentence was enough to make Yang Ming believe what the old man said, but Yang Ming didn't respond in the slightest.

"Brother, how about we discuss one thing?" Seeing that Yang Ming didn't answer the conversation, the old man didn't show the slightest bit of annoyance. Instead, he felt an imperceptible satisfaction because of Yang Ming's cautiousness.

But Yang Ming was still busy with his own affairs, and in a blink of an eye, a snow nest that could be used to stay overnight had slowly formed under his hands.

"Since she is determined to eliminate her traces, she will not give up halfway and leave future troubles. Although we can escape the pursuit of the army by fleeing into the mountains, this does not mean safety, and it will even become more dangerous." The old man said.

"Next, we have to face a professional killer. In this vast expanse, facing the killer, we may not be able to escape."

"It's you, not me." Yang Ming corrected.

He knew that what the old man said was right. Although Taihang Mountain could stop Zhao Jun from chasing him, he couldn't get rid of the pursuit of top killers. But Yang Ming was also lucky. A professional killer, she has that energy and is more willing to focus on Xiao Xuenv.

"The situation you mentioned is also possible, but do you really want to gamble with your life? Besides, if I follow you all the time, do you think you can stay out of it?" The old man showed a malicious smile as he spoke.

Yang Ming's complexion has become a little ugly, even showing a murderous look. The old man is threatening, and he really can't ignore his threat.

"So, let's make a discussion. You take me to protect Miss and send her to General Li Mu in Yanmen County. The old lady has a lot of property in Yanmen County. After you send Miss to Yanmen County, you can get her from there." Take [-]% of the pen property, about three thousand gold, and I will lure killers and pursuers for you." The old man stated his conditions and bargaining chips.

"Are you sure to lure all the killers away?" Yang Ming changed his expression and asked proactively. As for the three thousand gold, of course it was within his consideration.

Money may not be important to Yang Ming, but not having money is very important to Yang Ming.

"Okay, I'll take the initiative to expose and give them my head. What else are they dissatisfied with?" The old man said with a calm tone, as if the head he mentioned in his words did not belong to him .

"What about her? It seems unreasonable not to see her little head, right?" Yang Ming pointed to the sleeping little Xuenv in the old man's arms.

"I will buy a girl who is about the same age as Miss from the Orion in the mountains, and then go to Fukouxing, where I will be caught." The old man said.

This is a cunning and cold-blooded person who ignores his own life and even the lives of others. It is difficult to understand such a person from Yang Ming's previous thinking, but in this era, such a person is an extremely normal The presence.

The unique culture of this era has created many people like the old man.

"Okay." Yang Ming thought for a while, and agreed to the old man's conditions.

Although the old man is very rogue and not lacking in viciousness towards himself and others, the plan he said is highly executable, so Yang Ming is willing to cooperate with him.

"You take Miss to go for a while before the night completely falls, so that after one night, you can completely hide your whereabouts, so that only my whereabouts will be left." The old man handed the sleeping Xuenv to Yang Mingdao.

"I said..." Yang Ming said.

"That's it. This is the best choice right now. The snow nest you dug is very good." The old man interrupted Yang Ming.

"Hurry up and go." The old man interrupted Yang Ming's words.

"I mean, when you set off tomorrow morning, you'd better pay attention to the footprints you left. There is still a difference between the footprints left by someone behind your back and the footprints left by a person." Yang Ming said.

The old man's face froze, he didn't expect Yang Ming to say these things, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

And Yang Ming had already left with Xue Nu in his arms, taking advantage of the afterglow of the evening.

(End of this chapter)