Chapter 68 Injured
Song Qingyou's eyes lit up: "Wow, so many gold and silver treasures."

The ruler always had more preferences. The hostess’s main tomb contained twice as many gold objects as before.

Xiao Yishu's eyes flashed, and he looked at Song Qingyou fondly.

Gathering all the treasures in the two main tombs, the two walked together to the depths of the tomb passage.

There was a faint cry for help in the distance.

"Did you hear anything?" Song Qingyou asked.

Xiao Yishu looked solemn and nodded: "They must have mistakenly thought that this was the entrance to the tomb and were misled here."

Generally, the tombs where princes and nobles are buried will have a fake tomb entrance disguised to guide tomb robbers to enter and protect the real tomb owner.

Most places like this are equipped with mechanisms.

Xiao Yishu took her arm and reminded her, "Be careful, what if there is a trap?"

Song Qingyou squatted down, picked up a stone on the ground, and threw it forward.

She waited for a short while. It was quiet in front of her and there was no movement. Just as she was about to take a step forward, Xiao Yishu took her arm again.

He also followed his example, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it towards the wall in front of him.

As soon as the stone hit the wall, several cold arrows shot out in their direction.

Xiao Yishu protected her, turned around quickly, and the arrow brushed past her ear.

She looked at everything in front of her in shock.

Xiao Yishu said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay now."

She nodded dully, Xiao Yishu took her hand, and walked forward cautiously.

"Is there anyone? Who will save us?"

The voices of several people shouting became more and more clear.

Song Qingyou replied: "You guys, don't be afraid, we are here to save you."

Several people cheered happily.

"Is it Miss Song? Someone here is injured."

"Yes, we came here specifically to find you." Song Qingyou said loudly.

After finishing her words, she raised her chin towards Xiao Yishu proudly: "Look, what I said is right. Is it beneficial for me to follow you?"

"How else could you have found them so quickly?"

Xiao Yishu raised the corners of his lips and couldn't hide the smile in his eyes: "You are right."

The two people continued to walk forward, climbed over the boulder, and came to the place where several people were trapped.

Everyone looked at them expectantly, as if seeing their savior.

"Great, you finally came to save me. I thought I was going to die here." A villager wiped away tears excitedly.

"You're so good, why are you saying such depressing things?" A villager immediately retorted.

"Miss Song, please show Xiao Yiran quickly. He is the most seriously injured."

Song Qingyou walked in front of Xiao Yiran, his leg was crushed under the gravel, his flesh was stretched out, and it was bloody.

The villagers here have done simple treatment to stop the bleeding.

Xiao Yiran leaned weakly against the stone wall, and Song Qingyou approached to check his injuries.

He opened his eyes and looked at her sharply.

Song Qingyou was unhappy with his vigilant eyes and said angrily: "What kind of look are you looking at?"

She said solemnly: "Let's get people up first and then talk about it. There's no way to save people here."

There was another reason, she simply didn't want to save him, and she felt very uncomfortable looking at Xiao Yiran.

"How are we going to get up there?" she asked.

Xiao Yishu frowned and said, "Do you remember that when we just came down, the rope suddenly broke."

Song Qingyou gestured and said: "Such a thick rope, can it break at a moment's notice? It's a bit unbelievable to say it."

His brows furrowed even more tightly: "This is not an accident at all, it is man-made."

Song Qingyou's eyes widened and she looked at him in shock.

A few villagers with a bad mentality broke down and cried: "Have they given up on us and don't want to save us?"

"Yes, they must have thought we were dead."

"I still have a mother to support, and a child who can't speak yet. I haven't heard him call me dad yet."

Several people hugged each other and cried.

Xiao Yiran said calmly: "This is an ancient tomb. Didn't you find anything when you two came?" A hint of calculation flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Yishu pondered for a moment, and was about to say something when Song Qingyou spoke first: "No, we didn't see anything, this is just a deserted tomb."

Xiao Yiran looked at her suspiciously: "Are you sure? The court spent a lot of manpower and material resources just to dig something here."

"This tomb robbing is like gambling. Who can guarantee that you will be able to dig up treasures?" Song Qingyou said with blinking eyes.

Xiao Yiran looked at Song Qingyou and then at Xiao Yishu. He couldn't find any flaws. For the time being, he believed that what they said was true.

Song Qingyou pinched her waist with both hands and shouted from above: "Hey, is there anyone up there? We found the trapped person!"

A faint voice came from above, it belonged to Tang Yulian.

"Have you found my son? Is he okay?"

"If you don't let the rope down, your son will die!" Song Qingyou said angrily.

"How many of you are down there?" a male voice sounded, sounding like a villager above who could take charge.

Song Qingyou nodded his head: "Counting me and Xiao Yishu, there are exactly ten people."

"By the way, Xiao Yiran was seriously injured. You'd better put a basket down." Song Qingyou reminded.

There was a slight commotion from above, and after a while, a basket was put down.

Song Qingyou stretched out his hand towards Xiao Yishu, and the two of them jumped on the basket and fled first.

The remaining eight people, in groups of two and two, were slowly pulled up by the villagers above.

Tang Yulian grabbed Xiao Yishu's collar and roared, "If anything happens to my son, I will be the first to let you go!"

Song Qingyou pushed her away and stood in front of Xiao Yishu, warning: "He has already rescued your son, what else do you want?"

"I'll make him pay for his life!" Tang Yulian gritted her teeth.

Xiao Ningning got the news and ran over in panic.

"How is my brother?" She was so anxious that her eyes were red, and she glared at Song Qingyou with a pair of beautiful eyes: "Song Qingyou, are you serious about saving my brother?"

Song Qingyou pouted: "He's rescued."

"What does it mean to be rescued?"

"It's just that someone got it up for you, so I don't care about life or death." Song Qingyou showed a polite smile.

Just as Xiao Ningning was about to retort, there was a commotion behind him.

"Everyone, come and take a look, Xiao Yiran is dying."

Tang Yulian and Xiao Ningning stumbled towards Xiao Yiran, seeing clearly the injuries on Xiao Yiran's body, they immediately lay down on him in pain.

"My son, why have you suffered so much!"

"It's all Xiao Yishu who was killed by God. If you hadn't done it for him, how could you have suffered?" Tang Yulian cried and yelled.

Xiao Ningning wiped away her tears and said distressedly: "Brother, how do you feel?"

"What's the use of you two holding him and crying here? Go and beg Miss Song quickly? She is the only doctor we have!"

"That is, only she can save your son's injury."

The kind villagers kindly reminded.

The mother and daughter immediately realized what was happening, immediately turned around and ran in the direction of Song Qingyou.

Tang Yulian lost the arrogance just now, and said in a humble tone: "Miss Song, can you save my son?"

(End of this chapter)

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