Qiao Xianyong has not seen Xiao Morou since the night he was raised in the valley.
Lao Huang gave him a green-yellow short-shirt and a pair of black cloth shoes. After Qiao Xianyong put it on, he stood with many servants of the Xiao family. Apart from his tall size, there was no big difference at first glance.
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Qiao Xianyong didn't care. Lao Huang asked him to follow him all the way, so he followed the team obediently. After living in a sparsely populated valley for three years, he didn't know if anything had changed in the martial arts world. He also wanted to find out more.
Let's see if there is any chance to leave and go find Master and Senior Sister.
After following it for a few days, he felt a little strange.
The Xiao family behaved strangely. They brought a large number of servants to protect them, about a hundred people. Except for more than twenty male and female servants like Lao Huang who did housework, the other seventy or eighty people seemed to have martial arts skills.
They were all wearing the same clothes. They seemed to be divided into three levels. They all wore golden robes, but the colors and accessories were slightly different. These seventy or eighty people were in strict order and lined up neatly. They rarely whispered to each other in public.
These more than a hundred people were guarding three soft sedan chairs, moving in a mighty northwest direction.
Sitting in the first sedan chair was Xiao Morou's eldest sister. Qiao Xianyong learned from others that she was called the Mistress of Palace Bihen. I guess her real name was Xiao Bihen. There were people wearing golden armor who seemed to be generals.
The people rode their horses to the sedan chair, probably to discuss important matters.
Sitting in a sedan chair in the middle was Xiao Morou, Qiao Xianyong's savior to a certain extent. Lao Huang would come up to her from time to time to see if Xiao Morou needed anything. Sometimes Xiao Morou wanted to read a book, and sometimes Xiao Morou wanted to read a book.
Her jade flute sometimes asked Lao Huang to give her small toys bought in the market, such as small windmills, small clay figurines and so on. Several times Qiao Xianyong wanted to send things to her and chatted with her for a few words, but he was ignored by the old man.
Huang firmly stopped.
The strangest thing was the last sedan. In the sultry summer, this sedan was covered so tightly that even a fly couldn't get in. Qiao Xianyong didn't know who was carrying this sedan. Lao Huang and other servants
, and no one has ever discussed it privately.
They traveled westward for several days, passed through the fertile soil of the Central Plains, and entered the territory of Shu.
The roads in Shu are extremely difficult to walk. Although most people have martial arts skills, after more than ten days of traveling through the night, they all seem to be exhausted and weak. The entire team's traveling speed has also obviously slowed down.
At dusk, the entire team had entered the capital of Shu.
Lao Huang hurriedly conveyed the instructions of the Master of Bihen Palace to the main leaders in the team. The female relatives and servants all stayed at the Longquan Inn, the largest in the Shu capital city, while others were repairing the ruined temple outside the city. This night will no longer
We're on our way, and we'll start again at sunrise tomorrow morning.
After giving the order, many people's expressions suddenly became happy, but they did not dare to say anything. They were afraid that the moody Lord Bihen would suddenly change his mind. Resting in a ruined temple was better than sleeping on the ground full of mosquitoes every night.
It's much stronger in the wild.
The Longquan Inn was brightly lit, but there seemed to be no customers inside except for the waiter. With the style of the Xiao family, they must have booked the entire inn.
Qiao Xianyong and others waited outside the store first, and the maids accompanied the hostesses to enter first. Qiao Xianyong watched carefully. Xiao Morou, accompanied by two young maids, may have been traveling too hard, and her face turned pale. First,
The third person came down from the sedan chair and walked in. The next one was Xiao Bihen who looked tired but still had sharp eyes. After Xiao Bihen got off the sedan chair, he did not approach the inn immediately, but quietly stared at the third guest at the door.
sedan chair.
Two maids helped a young girl down from the third sedan chair. The girl's face was covered with a veil and her face could not be seen clearly, but her gait was graceful and her back was slender. The two maids supported her tightly, but
The girl still seemed a little unsteady and stumbled a few times. Qiao Xianyong stared at the girl curiously, and suddenly he understood why the girl's steps were unsteady.
There was a very thin rope tied between her ankles! You can't tell it unless you look carefully. Looking at the girl's arms are also hidden in the sleeves of her robe, it is very likely that her arms are also tied up.
Qiao Xianyong thought that this girl was a prisoner secretly captured by the Xiao family. He couldn't help but feel disgusted in his heart. This girl looked so young and her body was so weak. The Xiao family brought so many men with martial arts skills.
, and actually tied her with a rope, which was really a despicable method. Qiao Xianyong had a young mind and unconsciously sympathized with the weak, so he had dissatisfaction with the Xiao family.
He also thought that Rou'er's eldest sister must have done something evil and caught this girl, but he didn't know how to punish or torture him. As soon as his narrow heart surged up and his blood boiled, he thought that he must find an opportunity to try to save this girl.
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At night, the female relatives rested in several rooms on the east side. Qiao Xianyong and a group of servants were divided into male and female rooms and crowded into the two rooms on the west side respectively. He couldn't sleep, always thinking about what he saw at night.
A girl whose hands and feet are bound.
Lao Huang was lying next to him, watching him turning over and over like a biscuit, and he said angrily, "If you want to pee, hurry up and pee!"
Qiao Xianyong was not in a hurry to urinate, but it was difficult to fall asleep anyway, so he might as well take a walk in the yard.
The capital city of Shu is a basin, and it is always sweltering no matter day or night. Qiao Xianyong sat under the eaves, meditating cross-legged, and his mind gradually became clear.
Suddenly, he heard a very slight "click" sound, which seemed to come from the roof to the east of him.
He thought it was a cat or some nocturnal bird passing by at night, so he didn't take it seriously.
Then he heard an extremely small sound, but it was someone talking!
Qiao Xianyong mobilized his inner strength and tried hard to listen to who the person was and what they were saying.
He heard a young man say in a lowered voice, "The Yellow Cave Master and others came to explore the road in the evening, there is no doubt that this is the place."
Then a soft female voice replied, "Brother Jing, which wing do you think Sister Yin is locked in?"
When Qiao Xianyong heard this woman talking, he felt that it sounded very familiar. He thought, he had not seen many women in the world, how could he meet an acquaintance on the road? Listening to the conversation between these two people, it seemed that they were coming to rescue the man he saw in the evening.
A girl tied with a rope.
Then he saw two people in black tight-fitting night clothes, gently pushing open the door of the second room in the east wing. There was no sound inside. It seemed that the maid in the room was sleeping soundly, and then she might have been clicked.
Go to the dumb point or the drowsy point.
Then Qiao Xianyong heard an exclamation, "Ah!" The voice was not loud, and the short word seemed to have not been finished, as if someone had covered his mouth. This voice was very familiar to him, it was Xiao Morou!
No matter who the two men in black came to save, they went to the wrong room!