Chapter 570
The trail they took to deliver goods was rugged and steep. A short section of the road had to pass through cliffs and ford several rivers.
The rain was so heavy that within an hour or two, the river surged and several wooden bridges were submerged. The river was fast and turbulent, so it didn't matter if people were washed away by the water. If the goods were washed away, the delivery would be impossible, and everyone would
Gotta die.
"We'll have a look tomorrow. If it's so big, we won't send it yet. We'll wait until the rain stops."
The village chief, who originally wanted his brothers to rush all night in the rain, glanced at the people discussing, but couldn't force the people below, so he had to rest his mind.
He can't afford to take this risk!
There were not only his people in the village, but also the people installed by the superiors. He spent a lot of effort to get them together, and when they were forced to break away from him, it was he who had difficulty ending.
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An old house not far from the village chief and his friends
There were only Mr. Shangguan, Taoist Master and Shangguan Zhenhua in the hall. Mrs. Shangguan and Miss Yu's cousin were nowhere to be seen and were probably hiding in the back room.
The old man Shangguan was playing chess with the Taoist priest. Shangguan Zhenhua held his hands and sighed as he looked at Youzai Youzai who was not in a hurry at all.
Little bastard, I haven't seen anyone yet, and I don't even have any news. I'm very worried. The guards and servants at home are also missing. I don't know where they were imprisoned by the bandits.
Now, their family is really alone, and they have no chance to escape.
Touching his bare fingers, Shangguan Zhenhua's heart ached with pain.
His ring!
It’s so valuable!
"It's raining!"
Looking at the torrential rain outside, Shangguan Zhenhua sighed again, God is not kind to him! How can the little bastard rush on his way when it rains so heavily?
I don’t know what the old man is thinking about putting his hope on the little brat. It’s not that he can’t see the little brat clearly. No one knows the virtues of his brat.
I have never been able to endure hardships since I was a child. I am timid and squeamish. Apart from being able to read a little, I can't do anything. The key is that I have never made any achievements in reading, and it makes me feel sad to think about it.
If you expect him to save others, you might as well save yourself.
The old man Shangguan and the Taoist priest finally took their eyes away from the chessboard and glanced at the heavy rain. Both old foxes smiled.
"This rain came just in time! Spring rain is as precious as oil, and today is a good year!" The Taoist priest dropped the black piece on the chessboard with a 'pop' sound.
"Yes, spring rain is as precious as oil! After this rain, the crops will grow again." Mr. Shangguan said.
Shangguan Zhenhua's face twitched when he heard what they said. The old man was really lenient. The whole family was in a bandit's den and almost dead, yet he still cared about whether the crops would grow.
"Dad, do you have any ideas?" Shangguan Zhenhua was once again clever. He didn't know what he thought of, so he came over and asked.
After it rained, the bandits who were watching them at the door left. The rain rustled outside, and the rain on the roof made a "tick-tick" sound on the tiles. It was very noisy, so there was no need to worry about being overheard.
If the old man had no idea, he would not be so calm. Suddenly falling into the hands of bandits, he would be worried all day long, worried about being killed by bandits, so he would have no time to think about anything else.
Now he has figured it out. There is no point in being afraid. Changes will still come. It is better to stay calm and calm down. If his blind cat catches a mouse, he can come up with an idea to save himself.
Besides, with the old man’s presence, he couldn’t even think about it.
"You've grown up, but you're still so impatient. On rainy days, villagers can't go out to work, and it's time to plant seeds. Don't go out these days, so as not to catch you working in the fields." Mr. Shangguan glanced at his cheap son and reminded him.
Upon hearing that he was about to be captured by bandits and forced to farm, Shangguan Zhenhua suppressed the urge to go out for a walk. He hated working in the fields the most, and the feeling of wet mud sticking to his legs was too uncomfortable.
“I didn’t even go out on a rainy day!”
Shangguan Zhenhua laughed and couldn't find out anything from the old man, so he went back to the house to accompany his wife.
It’s better to be a wife!
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At You hour, that is, at seven o'clock in the evening, the large army set off and hurried on in the rain. With Qingyun hanging on, they made their way smoothly to the entrance of the underground cave and sneaked into the cave quietly. Each team acted according to plan.
The bandit on duty in the cave didn't know what was going on, but his mouth was covered from behind and his neck was touched.
This kind of situation happens all over the cave.
Qingyun and Bai Yanheng took their troops and headed straight for Bing Village. The sound of rain just covered their whereabouts.
It was almost two o'clock in the morning when they left the cave entrance. It was a good time to sleep. There were no bandits on duty in the village, not even dogs. Qingyun and the others reached the entrance of the village.
As soon as the brothers entered the village, they followed the plan and climbed over the wall in groups of three or five, one household per group.
Qingyun didn't know where the old man was being held, so he went straight to the village chief's house, and Bai Yanheng followed him.
The old man has been in the hands of bandits for such a long time, and no one can guarantee that nothing will happen to him. If there is an accident, if Qingyun goes crazy, he can be persuaded if he can, but if he can't, forget it.
Those who died were also bandits.
Qingyun couldn't handle such a trivial matter as breaking open the door. He pulled out the dagger from his shoe and gently pushed the door bolt open. The people in the room were sleeping like dead pigs, their snores were loud and they didn't feel anything at all.
Someone came to the house.
Qingyun held the dagger and ran towards the snoring room.
The other brothers go to another room.
To her, the night was no different from the day. She went straight to the bedside to avoid killing the wrong person. Qingyun also looked at the person on the bed and saw that it was not her old man. Before she could swing the dagger, Bai Yanheng blocked it and said:
Two words, "Village Chief!"
Qingyun understands instantly!
The village chief has been restless these past few days. He always feels that something bad is going to happen, and he cannot sleep peacefully. He doesn't know what he is dreaming about, and he suddenly wakes up from his sleep, sweating profusely.
Just when he was thankful that he was dreaming, he spotted two dark figures in front of the bed out of the corner of his eye. He screamed in surprise, and without even thinking about it, he picked up the knife on the bed and struck at the dark figures.
Bai Yanheng struck his wrist with one hand, caught the fallen sword with the other, and threw it aside. The whole process took less than two breaths, and it was over.
The village chief only felt his wrist go numb, and then the knife was in the black shadow's hand.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
The village chief broke out in a cold sweat when he thought about the visitor who silently entered his room and stood at the head of his bed staring at him.
The cold light of the dagger in the visitor's hand made it clear that these two people had evil intentions.
"Heroes, heroes, heroes, heroes, I am just an honest farmer who works the fields. I don't know anything. Please forgive me, heroes. If you pass by and stay overnight, I still have a few rooms in my house. I will clean them up and share them with you."
Just one night. I'll ask my son to come over and clean it up for you. Dazhu, come over and get off."
Chapter completed!