Wei Shu

Chapter 114
In fact, if Lian'er hadn't been tight-lipped and refused to talk about Gu De's bribery of her, she would be a dead person now, and if so, she would never dare to show her face in front of Gu De.

That would be tantamount to dying, but what Lian'er wanted was to live.

As if afraid that Wei Shu would not believe it, she paused for a while, then said in a trembling voice, "Aunt Ge... died a few days ago."

Wei Shu was silent.

Aunt Ge was the Li slave who was in charge of the vegetable altar in the big kitchen. When Fan Weishu and Gu De met in the middle of the night, they went over the wall from Aunt Ge to the front yard.

It seems that she should know a lot of secrets, so Goode got rid of her, and even took a little risk for it.From this, it can also be seen that the reason why Lian'er has survived until now is because she is very careful, and secondly, it is probably because she doesn't know much about it.

"Since I said that I can save you, I have taken this into account." Wei Shu quickly spoke again, her voice was soft and slow, with obvious comforting intentions:
"Just relax and listen to what my sister said. I guarantee you that as long as you see Ali and pass on my words to him, he and his master will never lift a finger from you again. It might even be the other way around to protect you from death. Because if you are not here, you will never get what Gude wants most."

Lian'er listened blankly, something flashed across her heart.However, her mind was too chaotic, the thought came and went in a hurry, and it was nowhere to be found.

She was actually very scared.

However, she knew better that she had come to a dead end.

The cold and huge stone mill is close at hand, and when the eldest lady returns to the mansion, these slaves will become fertilizer in the fields, and they will live forever and never be reborn.

Thinking of this, Lian'er shivered again, but then, a hot stream like a fire rushed straight to the top of her head.

Maybe, she can survive.

The murderous fugitive in front of her showed her a way. As for whether the end of that way was a fire pit or something nearby, Lian'er had no time to think about it.

All she wanted was to survive.If you walk forward with your eyes closed, you may still have a chance of life, but if you stay where you are now, you will have nothing but death.

Lian'er bit her lip vigorously, completely unaware that her lip had been bitten through, blood was oozing out of her chin, and a faint fishy sweetness appeared at the joint of her teeth.

After a few breaths, she finally looked up at Wei Shu, and said in a trembling voice, "Sister...what do you want Lian Er to say?"

Wei Shu knew that she would agree, and said with a smile: "Then please tell Ali:'Aqisi saved his life and eliminated a strong enemy for the Major General. However, the Major General has more than one opponent, could it be Doesn’t the major general want to let it go?’”

At this point, Lian'er suddenly felt that there was something more in her hand, she looked down, but saw that it was a very delicate iron cylinder, the top cover was sealed with a circle of sealing wax, it seemed to be used to hold letterheads of.

"Then, if you give this thing to Ali, you won't die." Wei Shu said in a soft voice, and immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve and put it on the ground:

"This is Jinchuang medicine. It has no smell. Take it back and find a place where no one is around and wipe it. The wound will heal faster."

A gust of wind blew by, and there was no one in front of Lian Er's eyes, only the empty courtyard, flowers and plants swaying in the sun.

She was in a daze for a moment, always feeling as if she was dreaming, but the iron cylinder in her hand was still there, and the porcelain bottle beside the stone path was still there.

So, this is not a dream, Akis really came here, and asked her to help deliver the message, and in the end, he left the healing medicine.

Lian'er sat blankly, and after a long time, she finally stood up through gritted teeth, picked up the half-person-high bucket next to her, and staggered towards the distance.

The spring breeze is silent, and the Qingshi Yonglu is as clean as washing, not even a single leaf can be seen...

………………

After nightfall, the wind picked up, and there were fine waves on the Cang River.

Guo Liang poked out half of his head from the bottom of the water carefully, and glanced towards the shore.

Today is the last day of March, it is the night of the moon, there are only a few stars in the sky, but the moon has not risen, the surroundings are as dark as ink, and it is almost impossible to see.

Guo Liang gazed far into the distance in the darkness, and it took about ten breaths of work before he finally saw the river bank clearly in the dark night.

He quickly estimated the water depth here and the draft of those big ships, and then he pursed his lips and imitated a few bird calls.

It is not uncommon for water birds to sing at night by the Cang River, so these few birdsong did not attract anyone's attention—except for a few of his companions.

Not long after, there were two consecutive birdsongs in the middle of the water, which indicated that the companions on the small sampan had understood.

Guo Liang dived into the bottom of the water again, and with the help of the buoyancy of the river and the strength of his comrades on the sampan, he pushed the huge stone statue underwater a few steps deeper.

The strength from the rope dissipated quickly, and Guo Liang came out of the water again, taking a few deep breaths.

It should be close.

He carefully measured the depth of the water, and seeing that it was almost the same as his prediction, he dived into the bottom of the water again, untied the thick hemp rope tied to the statue, and wrapped it around his arms a few times.

Losing the pull of the rope, the statue slowly sank into the mud on the bank. Guo Liangfu came up to the water and whistled, then swam towards the middle of the river with all his might.

A moment later, he finally lay down on the narrow plank, his whole body was sore, and he was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

Not long ago, he became a big ticket, and he hid under the water for two and a half hours, relying on a reed tube to breathe, and finally figured out the route of the building boat.

It's a pity that Bush's defenses were too strict, and he couldn't get close to investigate, and Guo Liang didn't know what the cargo was.

This trip was quite debilitating.Although Guo Liang was good at fisting and kicking and was good at water, such a long time of diving still consumed a lot of energy. His arms and legs were sore for several days, and he never recovered.

He thought that there would be no major events in the future, but he didn't want to, and suddenly another urgent job was sent, asking him to find a way to pull a stone statue into the water.

If it's just that, it's all right, but the above has repeatedly explained that the stone statue should not enter the water too deep, but should be placed near the shore. As long as the water level is slightly lower, the head of the god statue can appear.

After receiving the order, Guo Liang couldn't help thinking about it secretly.

He has limited literacy, but he also heard the history of the previous dynasty from those gentlemen in the Changfeng camp, and he knows some anecdotes. He has heard the story of the underwater stone Buddha rebelling against the world.

What is being done now, could it be that someone wants to rebel?

Mentioning the word "rebellion" made Guo Liang's arms and legs feel sore.

It's good to rebel.

Their Changfeng camp was going to rebel against the Kingdom of Jin. If they could destroy the Kingdom of Jin, he, Guo Liang, would be the first to burn incense to this Buddha who didn't know where.

(End of this chapter)