When they arrived at Shanhaiguan, the Shanhaiguan guards had almost no time to deal with the arrival of such a group of people.

But Fang Jifan didn't care, so he found a remote schoolyard, which was originally an empty camp.

Then, he began to explain his plans to Chen Ao and others over and over again.

Chen Ao seemed to understand, but... it was too late.

Fang Jifan felt that he had already given him a great face to send them to Shanhaiguan himself.

After all, I have to go home to the baby.

"You remember many things, but you don't need to understand them. You just need to know that someone will send you to heaven. Don't be afraid, it's not so easy to die. Before going to heaven, you must get to your predetermined position at dawn. This time is the time when people are most tired. You only have two incense sticks, within two incense sticks. If you cannot rescue people, if you are taken away by the Tatars, you must remember..."

Fang Jifan stared at Chen Ao and said cautiously: "Don't report to the title of teacher."

“…”

Then, Fang Jifan explained patiently: "The Tatars have suffered the loss of your master. I think Tatars already know the name of their master, so you may die faster and die more miserably."

"Please rest assured, Master." Chen Ao was silent for a moment, and then said: "Students would rather break their jade than make them complete. Once they are in an emergency, they will be punished."

Fang Jifan shook his head and said, "The master has his own tricks. If you take this, if you are taken by the Tatars, you will follow this thought, don't worry, keep it safe and you will never die."

As he said that, Fang Jifan took out a note from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Ao.

Chen Ao looked surprised. He didn't expect that the master had so many ways. He took the note and opened it. He couldn't understand the words above and reluctantly read them: "Su Lede...Da Sang Photo...Master...What is this?"

"You don't have to worry about it, just put it in your arms, use it at critical moments."

Chen Ao felt emotional in his heart. He was a little nervous, but when he looked at his master smiling at him, he felt a little heroic in his heart.

Then, Chen Ao said proudly: "Students must try their best to bring people back, please rest assured by the master."

"Okay, let's go."

In the camp, a large balloon is inflating.

The balloon is made of shark skin.

The shark skin is elastic. After treatment, it is very light and thin, has excellent sealing properties, and has a very tough texture. It is difficult for ordinary weapons to penetrate even if they are long-range shots of bows and arrows.

Because of its sealing nature, many swimming athletes in later generations like to use swimsuits made of shark skin. If they are used as balloons, they can better store gas, prevent the loss of hot air and reduce the consumption of hot air.

Yang Biao was a refugee in the past. Because he was young and had a vigor, he gradually emerged in Xishan. When he made hot air balloons, he was actually just for sightseeing. After all, the appearance of any new thing can bring a new wave to Xishan farmhouse.

Yang Biao is mainly responsible for guiding tourists to hot air balloons and taking them around in the sky. Therefore, he has been practicing for more than half a month.

He already knew this hot air balloon well.

When the hot air balloon bulged, it gradually began to float up. Below the hot air balloon was a tincture tank, and the tincture tank was filled with whale oil. This refined whale oil has a strong continuous combustion and can fully supply back and forth cruises for more than ten miles.

Of course... all of this... is just conception.

As the shriveled balloons became more and more bulging, they had begun to fly into the air, and the tinder oil tank was burning and the heat was constantly emitting.

Next, there is a vine basket. The vine basket is not small and can accommodate four or five people. It is also loaded with a lot of tincture oil jars, and even prepared gunpowder and food.

Yang Biao turned over and entered the vine basket quickly and began to greet Chen Ao.

But looking at this fresh thing, Chen Ao was almost scared to death.

This...this is...

He suddenly understood what the master said just now... meant.

Although he had a sense of enthusiasm in his heart, his face still turned blue, but he still turned over and entered the vine basket without hesitation.

Yang Biao took out the dagger with great knowledge and cut the cable directly.

Originally, the cable was pulled, but although the balloon wanted to fly, it was pulled. But as soon as the cable was broken, the entire balloon began to let itself go and slowly rose up.

Fang Jifan stood under the balloon, waved to Chen Ao in the vine basket, and said, "I want to come back alive, Master loves you, Master will wait for you here!"

“…”

Chen Ao couldn't hear Fang Jifan's words clearly. He felt that the sky was spinning and he had already soared into the air. In the air, the wind was blowing so hard that he felt his eardrums hurt. When he had the heart to look down, he saw that the master was only a small dot left. Then he saw the mountains, rivers, passes and rivers getting smaller and smaller. He had the urge to be scared again, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but shivered, because it was really cold and very cold.

Yang Biao gave him a blanket honestly and said, "Young Master Chen, don't be afraid, if you put on this blanket, you won't be cold."

Chen Ao was already trembling, so he quickly took the blanket and wrapped it in the basket, curled up in the basket, and suddenly thought of something!

I am a little afraid of heights.

"I...we won't fall, will it be crushed to pieces if it falls?"

Yang Biao is a very loyal person. He thought about it and started to distinguish the direction while holding a compass in his hand, and said, "It's possible."

"..." Chen Ao wanted to cry, but he still maintained his ability to think, and finally he mustered up the courage and said, "But... but we just floated in the air at will?"

“This is not.”

In the whistling wind, Yang Biao calmed down and looked at the compass while holding the map and said, "In this air, there are different airflow layers, and each airflow layer has different wind directions, so it is very easy to reach the designated position. Just find the right direction first and then reach the airflow layer of this wind direction. For example, now, well... our direction is wrong and we should raise it a little further.

After saying that, he began to toss the valves of the tinder tank.

The flames of the tinder oil can suddenly rise, and Chen Ao screamed in shock, feeling his body keep climbing higher.

Yang Biao looked at the compass with a familiarity. After reaching a certain height, Yang Biao breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, this time the direction is right. My benefactor is really amazing. What he said is indeed correct. Sure enough, the wind direction is different between different airflows. Very good. Now... let's take a look..." Holding the telescope, Yang Biao poked his head out in the strong wind and began to look down: "The bottom is Yanshan, well, not bad... It's the first time I'm seeing such a scenery on such a high place, it's really terrible."

"What?" Chen Ao, who was curled up in the vine basket, became excited: "The first time you've been flying so high... the first time you've been flying so high?"

"Yes!" Yang Biao said honestly: "I have been studying for more than half a month. Except for getting on the balloon twice, I have flew very low in both times..."

Chen Ao said with a sad face: "You are so big."

Yang Biao smiled and said, "My name is Yang Biao, everyone calls me Biaozi."

“…”

Yang Biao said with a sarcasm: "If I weren't Biao's son, the benefactor will hand over such an important task to me? Do you know..." Yang Biao said proudly: "My benefactor said that he valued the most from the west mountain. I am the person he valued the most."

Speaking of this, he scratched his head and tried hard to recall his benefactor's original words: "Yes, benefactor said that I am the softest part of his heart, which means flesh in his heart. I am in the West Mountain and was taken in by my benefactor, and my life is good. My wife already has a baby in her belly, so I am not afraid of death. I am willing to die for my benefactor. Even if it is death, it is called a smile. My wife, benefactor, will take care of me, and my son can study, and will be like Mr. Shen in the future."

Uh, this... sounds very familiar.

Chen Ao was trembling and held the basket up. Seeing that Haichuan was gradually disappearing, the barren grassland was left. He was so cold that the blanket on his body floated up quickly and said, "How can I go down later?"

"Don't be afraid, my benefactor has taught me the way to go."

Chen Ao said oh, feeling powerless, his legs were still a little soft, as if he was stepping on cotton: "We should be the first one to go to heaven."

Yang Biao said: "I don't want these things. Are you hungry? I have jerky and pork here."

“…”

…………

Fang Jifan waited for the disappeared balloon to fly away for a long time before returning to the camp and waiting here.

I think I can get the news soon after going back and forth, at most tomorrow... there should be news tomorrow.

But Fang Jifan is actually a little inaccurate in whether he can save people.

But this doesn't matter. It's because of humans. There is a way to do it better than no way to do it.

This is how life is, always filled with countless surprises and surprises.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion when he thought of this.

………………………………………

In the palace, Xiao Jing hurriedly went from Silijian toward Renshou Palace. He held the notes urgently sent by the East Factory in his hand, and his steps were in a hurry.

Something happened.

No, in theory, nothing happened yet.

It's just... something might have happened.

He quickly walked to Renshou Palace, where Emperor Hongzhi and his children were waiting here without untied clothes.

Although the Empress Dowager woke up, her complexion was still so bad that she could not speak. Emperor Hongzhi personally fed a bowl of fish porridge, but the imperial doctors were still not optimistic about this.

This is a heart disease. How can people of such an old age bear such a blow? Keep going like this...eight out of ten...

"Your Majesty." Xiao Jing stepped forward.

Emperor Hongzhi's face was pale, he had not slept for a night, and was extremely weak. He looked up at Xiao Jing tiredly.

Xiao Jing said: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the East Factory in the West Mountain."
Chapter completed!