Who is helping him in the shadows?

Jiang Chengzi stood on the windy corridor and thought carefully about the scene when the person came.

The man was in the shape of a young man, quite similar to Yang Qingrang's figure. In addition, the footsteps and voice of the person when he came deliberately imitated Yang Qingrang, so that Jiang Chengzi, who was in a high degree of tension, did not notice it.

Otherwise, with his own eyesight, hearing and judgment, Jiang Chengzi would have recognized that the person outside the door was not Yang Qingrang.

Who is this young man, and why is he helping him?

Jiang Chengzi's current contact with people and things makes her have no clue about this matter. She simply didn't dwell too much, but tiptoed to the door of Yang Qingrang's room and listened carefully to the movement inside. Confirm that there are no anomalies. Jiang Chengzi took a hairpin to pick the lock and enter the house, took Yang Qing and let him put on a set of men's clothes, and then he was able to go out.

When she went out, the wind was raging in the hallway, and a few lanterns had been extinguished, leaving the white lanterns swaying in the wind. If ordinary people see it, this corridor is dark and can't be seen clearly. But Jiang Chengzi has night vision, but he can see this corridor clearly in an instant. There was nothing wrong in the corridor, but in a room on the side of the mountain, there was a person who was breathing heavily.

The man's breath rose and fell like a tidal wave. Listening to it in your ears is like breathing with all your might, and you want to breathe through your lungs. From this condition, it can be concluded that the person is on the verge of death.

Jiang Chengzi frowned, she was afraid that the young man who had just led away the gangsters would suffer. He didn't care much, and walked forward quickly.

As soon as she turned a corner, she saw the door of a room suddenly open, and it was the woman who had been holding the child with a brocade quilt carrying a wooden basin for washing her feet.

The woman has red lips and white teeth, a small white flower inserted in her sideburns, and she is dressed in plain clothes, which can be seen to be a mourning vigil. When she saw Jiang Chengzi running quickly, she was stunned for a moment, and then she was about to call Jiang Chengzi with a wooden plate.

Jiang Chengzi had already been on guard against this group of people, and suddenly dodged and dodged, while hiding his face with his sleeves. Sure enough, the woman sprinkled a handful of powder over her hand.

She didn't have time to care about what kind of powder, so she only ran quickly over the woman and shouted in a thick voice: "You lady doesn't know anything, I will go back to my room, what's in your way?"

When the woman heard this, she immediately smiled and said, "I, I just suddenly went out to see you suddenly running, and I was in a panic for a while, so I made a disrespectful move, don't be annoyed." ”

Jiang Chengzi snorted coldly and said, "If the gangsters want to clean you up, can you see the gangsters? This son doesn't care about you. ”

"Thank you, childe. "The woman was blessed.

Jiang Chengzi ignored it, ran straight through the corridor, and turned a corner to the row of rooms against the mountain, and the person's breathing became more and more difficult, as if he couldn't lift his breath at any time.

She ran to the door of the room and stood still, looked around, listened carefully, and then gently pushed the door open.

There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black, but Jiang Chengzi saw an adult man lying on the ground at a glance, his head tilted inward, his chest heaving and heaving, and his breathing was like a tide. There was a puddle of blood beneath the man's body, slowly seeping away, like a giant rose in full bloom.

This seriously injured man was an adult man, not a teenager who had led away the villains before, Jiang Chengzi breathed a sigh of relief.

So, is it time to leave?

Originally, more things were better than less, and she should have pulled out her legs and left. But she listened to the sound of the tidal wave of breathing, and the breathing struggle when she was on the verge of death, she really couldn't do anything that she couldn't save from death.

So, she checked her surroundings and hurried forward to check.

That person's face as white as paper appeared in front of her, and it turned out to be Yang Peng in the Yang family's guards. It turned out that the Yang family's guards were actually in trouble, no wonder those thieves before were so rampant and dared to attack her. And she didn't see Yang Yun and Yang Di when she went out.

Looking at Yang Peng's state, I am afraid that Yang Yun and Yang Di will also meet a terrible opponent.

"Yang Peng, Yang Peng. Jiang Chengzi shouted softly.

Yang Peng was unconscious, unaware of her shouting. Jiang Chengzi had to move him with the strength to breastfeed and check his injuries.

There was only one wound on his body, that is, in the back, deep into the vest, and the blood was still gushing out.

Jiang Chengzi checked the wound, it was a knife wound. Judging from the shape and angle of the knife edge, Yang Peng was inserted from the back without defense.

Jiang Chengzi had been in the army in his previous life, and he knew that a martial artist who licked blood from the knife would never expose his back to a stranger, or be defenseless against a stranger.

Then, Yang Peng's injury should have been done by someone he was extremely familiar with.

If this acquaintance was not among the guards who traveled with him this time, then it should have been sent by Old Madam Yang. It seems that the old woman's people have also begun to act, and now with the rampant human teeth, there are two groups of people in this inn to deal with them.

Along the way, it seems that it is more dangerous than I imagined, and the situation is even more severe than expected.

Jiang Chengzi frowned, listened carefully to the movements around him, took a handkerchief to cover Yang Peng's wound, and took out the white cloth strip that Yang Peng was carrying, strangled the wound for him, took the quilt on the bed and wrapped Yang Peng, and then she gently closed the door.

Out of the door, Jiang Chengzi did not return the same way, but found the back staircase, and tiptoed downstairs from the dark back staircase.

A back staircase leads to the backyard, as well as the back kitchen. Jiang Chengzi hid in the dark, observing that there was no movement in the backyard, and was trying to climb out of the low wall of the backyard to take a look. But I heard a sudden commotion in the lobby. She hadn't heard what was going on, and there were people opening windows in every room upstairs.

"Ah, there's a fight ahead!" exclaimed someone in the back kitchen.

"What's the matter with you, if you don't serve the food in time, those people who lick the blood from the knife will kill you and still don't do anything?" shouted a loud voice in the kitchen.

A group of people in the kitchen suddenly lowered their voices and cursed, losing interest.

Jiang Chengzi slipped out of a side door that was hidden next to him, hiding in the dark under a staircase, checking the situation in the lobby.

A group of people in the lobby are basically people who can't afford to live in the store, but they don't want to sleep in the wilderness, so a group of people order a few dishes to drink in the lobby until dawn, and then cross the river to hurry. Therefore, there is a mixture of three religions and nine streams in the lobby. At this moment, these people were all interested, crowded in front of the window facing the street and looked out on the road.

On the road outside the door, there seemed to be five or six people rising and falling, and the sword light and sword shadow were moving. Because of the sight problem of Jiang Chengzi's location, and because the people in the lobby crowded the window to block the view, she couldn't see what was happening outside the door.