The slanting sunset dyed the sky full of orange, and the twilight on the edge swallowed up the past.
The setting sun lengthened their figures, they had buried themselves
"Ultimate everyone, stop and be on guard around us!"
"Arrange for people to come and move away the falling rocks!"
"Report~ Sir, the road ahead is blocked and we are working hard to clear it. Please wait patiently, Sir."
"knew."
Then, a figure got out of the car.
Zhao Zheng stood on the shaft of the carriage and stretched out comfortably, but when he remembered his current identity, he quickly stopped his movements and glanced carefully at the attendant beside him. He saw that the attendant lowered his head, probably not seeing what he had just said.
action.
"Sir, please wait in the carriage for a moment, otherwise." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by an arriving soldier.
"Master, there are too many fallen rocks on the road. Although we have tried our best to clean them, it is already late today. The general arranged to find a place to camp, and specially sent me to report to the master."
"Okay." Zhao Zheng replied briefly.
The soldier was still waiting for Zhao Zheng's instructions when he saw a man on the opposite side wink at him, salute and say, "I'm sorry to bother you, sir. Please leave."
"Sir, please wait in the carriage for a moment. I will make arrangements to set up camp soon." After saying that, he stepped back respectfully and walked away.
Zhao Zheng stared blankly at everyone as they methodically cut down trees to set up camp. He didn't know what to look at for a moment.
He turned to look at his mother's carriage and shook his head.
Mother should be resting, so don't bother her anymore.
You'd better get back in the carriage and avoid causing trouble to them.
Just as he was about to get back into the carriage, his peripheral vision suddenly glanced at a flying blue butterfly, and he couldn't help but stand up and stare at it again.
It looks like a dancing blue elf, dancing to its heart's content under the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Hey, don't leave."
Zhao Zheng jumped off the carriage and hurriedly chased after him.
"Master? Master! Master, where are you going?" The attendant from before saw it, pulled the person next to him to explain a few words, and hurriedly chased after him.
Zhao Zheng followed the blue butterfly and gradually entered the depths of the forest.
The footsteps stopped in front of a cliff, and the butterfly flew upward out of the depression.
Zhao Zheng raised his head and looked at the steep stone wall, stretched out his hand and patted it, feeling that he should be able to climb up, when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.
Looking back, I found that it was the attendant from before.
When the attendant saw that his young master had finally stopped, he trotted forward quickly, panting heavily, "Sir, you have finally stopped. You ran too fast, and I almost couldn't keep up."
Zhao Zheng looked at the attendant strangely.
I didn't seem to run away. I seemed to have forgotten how I got here just now.
rustle~
There was a sudden strange noise in the surrounding trees.
The attendant quickly stood in front of Zhao Zheng and carefully observed the situation around him.
"Hahahaha." After a burst of wild laughter, more than ten figures appeared from the woods, surrounding Zhao Zheng and the others.
"I can't believe it, I can't believe it. We have been following you for so long and still haven't found an opportunity to take action. We are planning to take action desperately, but we don't want you to leave the convoy by yourself." Scarface, who was holding a big knife, said viciously.
Zhao Zheng glanced at the circle of people surrounding him.
The unkempt people all wore incomplete and worn-out armor and held roughly the same standard weapons in their hands.
"Who are you? What do you want to do? Do you know that we are fellow envoys of the Qin Dynasty? How dare you act so arrogantly!" the attendant angrily scolded the crowd.
He had already observed that these ten people must have come from within the ranks, and their positions were coordinated with each other, tightly surrounding them in the middle.
If you go up against the previous one alone, you will definitely be sure of winning.
But now, I can only risk my life to create a chance for the young master to escape.
Old Qin people, fight to the death!
"Us?" Scarface and the people around him looked at each other, laughed a few times, and then said in a condensed voice word for word: "We are evil ghosts crawling out of hell, and the only purpose of our existence is revenge!"
The attendant stepped back and whispered to Zhao Zheng: "Master, I will fight to the death to hold them back. When the time comes, you can run away!"
"Don't even think about running away." Scarface put the big knife on his shoulder and took a step forward. "You can't run away. Thanks to his great blessing, you came to such a remote place."
Although he had no grievances with them, they showed that they were looking for him for revenge, which could only be because of his identity as a young master.
"Who are you?" Zhao Zheng looked at Scarface.
"Son."
"Hey, when I saw you didn't speak for a long time, I thought you were scared." Scarface thrust the big knife into the ground, "But it's not important anymore, we are already dead!"
"Master, run quickly!"
"Wait, you.!"
The woods sway.
The wind has risen.
A sudden blow of flying sand made Zhao Zheng confused.
The sky suddenly turned blood red, and I don't know if it was because the setting sun dyed it like this.
Hot blood pooled along the ravines on the ground.
Tick~tick~
Blood dripped down his hanging arms.
Zhao Zheng rubbed his eyes to see clearly again, and then rubbed his eyes again, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.
The corpses of the thieves lying scattered on the ground and hanging on the branches were bleeding with hot blood.
Suddenly, he saw the attendant lying on the ground and ran over in a hurry.
He shook the attendant who was not sure whether he was alive or dead on the ground in panic, "Hey, hey, are you okay?"
No response.
Zhao Zheng punched the ground hard.
If I had not chased the butterfly myself, I would not have fallen into a trap, nor would I have caused others to die for me.
"As someone who will ascend the throne in the future, why don't you see others die for you?" A clear and familiar voice sounded above Zhao Zheng's head.
Zhao Zheng stood up, turned around, and raised his head to look at Shu Li.
"Hey, boy, long time no see, do you miss me?" Shu Li smiled and waved hello to Zhao Zheng.
"Boss?"
Shu Li jumped down from the stone and patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder, "Not bad, really good."
"Hiss~" Zhao Zheng couldn't help but take a breath due to the pain.
Shuli stepped towards the scarred face who was leaning against the tree trunk and lingering.
Zhao Zheng followed Shu Li and walked over.
"Tell me, who are you?" Shuli looked at the scarred face covering the wound.
He was kept alive just to ask questions, otherwise his fate would be the same as those lying down.
What if Shuli wouldn't feel disgusted if he killed someone now?
She's used to it.
Along the way, my senior brother and I encountered several waves of bandits, and we were brave enough to rob an old man and a child who were walking in the wilderness.
Then, Shuli vomited for a few days and suffered from insomnia for a few days. She relied on the Guigu mental method to calm down and then vomited again.
Later I gradually got used to it.
But Gui Gu is quite happy.
I originally planned to find a few thugs after I went back, but I got free labor in advance.
Scarface stared at Shuli fiercely.
If looks could kill, Shu Li and Zhao Zheng would have been cut to pieces by a thousand cuts.
"Ha, cough." Scarface wanted to laugh, but was choked back by the blood in his mouth, "Kill me, I died nine years ago, cough, cough, cough."
Zhao Zheng looked at Shu Li who was immersed in thought, "Boss?"
Shuli gathered her energy and waved her hand, and the scar-faced body fell to the ground.