Chapter 56 Fate hangs by a thread
Liu Rong's little face was pale and colorless, and her whole body seemed to be fixed, and she didn't have any strength.
He closed his eyes and did not dare to look at the dead coachman again.
The thief sneered and kicked the coachman's body out of the carriage, staring at Liu Rong and the others obscenely, and touching the chin of the girl closest to him with his dirty big hand.
The girl's body trembled, her eyes looked at him in horror, and she did not dare to resist.
Just as the bandit wanted to make further moves, a long knife pierced through his chest, and blood sprayed straight into the girl's face, and the person was out of breath on the spot.
The girl trembled, gasping for breath and fainting with her eyes closed.
The forbidden army behind him drew his long knife, and the bandit had no support, so he fell forward, just pressing on the unconscious girl.
It all happened so fast, too fast to react.
Finally, some girls couldn't stand it anymore, and regardless of the danger outside, they jumped out of the carriage and fled for their lives in all directions.
At first, the thieves still cared about the lives of the girls and wanted to exchange them for ransom, but in the end, they were red-eyed and killed when they were caught.
Soon only one girl who jumped out of the carriage died, and the girl was alive because she was so frightened that she fell unconscious, and the thieves thought she was dead.
There were five other people in the carriage, namely Wen Yue'er, and the girl who was the first to fall into a coma, Jiang Xinyi, Du Mei, and the last one was Liu Rong.
Ruan Gonggong on the other carriage was afraid of death hiding behind the forbidden army who was protecting him, his white face was even more bloodless, and he regretted in his heart why he didn't listen to the words of Zhixian.
"Escort, escort. ”
The leader of the forbidden army looked back at the flustered Ruan Gonggong, and his hard face flashed with dissatisfaction, but he still did his duty to protect it.
The sound of shouting and killing resounded over Lin Mountain.
Liu Rong's stomach was uncomfortable, she held back the desire to vomit, and poked her head out boldly.
Unexpectedly, facing the gaze of the thief, she was so frightened that she slapped her.
The thief was stunned, and when he reacted, his thin face was ruthless, and he raised the knife in his hand and slashed straight at Liu Rong's head.
At the moment of life and death, a package smashed into the thief's head, making him not in a hurry to dodge, and the knife in his hand was out of direction.
Liu Rong glanced at Wen Yue'er gratefully.
Wen Yue'er tugged at the corners of her mouth, smiled reluctantly, swallowed her saliva in fear, suddenly her eyes widened, and she pointed at Liu Rong's back with one hand, and hurriedly reminded.
"Liu Rong, be careful. ”
Liu Rong was on the side of her body, narrowly avoiding the thief's knife, and raised her foot and kicked fiercely at the thief's lower body.
The thief's thin face, wrinkled in pain, dropped the long knife, hurriedly covered his lower body, and rolled out of the carriage.
The bandit's accomplices saw that their companions were injured and wanted to support, but they were entangled by the forbidden army and could not be separated.
Liu Rong gasped for breath in fear, and before she could recover, the horse in front of her was frightened and ran forward like crazy.
Her body was almost thrown out, but fortunately, Wen Yue'er pulled it in time.
The two looked at each other and smiled for the rest of their lives.
opened his mouth to speak, but unfortunately the carriage was too bumpy, and the words were intermittent, and he couldn't hear it clearly.
The leader of the forbidden army did not expect that the horse where the show girl was would suddenly be frightened, and he was sweating profusely, and hurriedly sent several forbidden troops to catch up.
The torches stuck in the carriage were gradually extinguished, and they could no longer see each other.
In the silence of the night, there was only the sound of horses' hooves and the wheels of cars.
"It's not a way to go on like this, we have to find a way to stop the horse. ”
Wen Yue'er didn't hear it, her pretty face had changed color at this time, her hands were tightly grasping the armrest, her tense nerves couldn't bear it anymore, she broke down and cried.
After all, she is only a fifteen-year-old girl, when has she ever seen such a thrilling scene, it would be good to be able to endure it until now.
Liu Rong is a mature adult, and although everything tonight made her unforgettable, she still endured it.
Seeing Wen Yue'er crying fragilely, she knew that she couldn't count on it.
He inhaled, tried to calm himself, stabilized his mind, grasped the handrail of the carriage, moved out of the carriage little by little, grasped the reins, and leaned back with all the strength of his body.
The four horses pulling the cart neighed in pain, and instead of stopping, they became even more frenzied.
Liu Rong called for suffering, and just as she was about to make persistent efforts, the axle of the carriage hit a boulder.
Liu Rong was defenseless, and the whole person was thrown out, and on the side of the road was a steep hillside, and there was a small river at the bottom of the hillside.
I don't know how long I was drifting in the river before I was discovered.
Liu Rong's body was cold and hot, her throat was uncomfortably out of breath, and in a daze, she felt that someone helped her up, pried her mouth open, and a bitter smell of medicine poured into her mouth.
The bitter tongue was numb, and the second bite said that she didn't drink anything, the man paused, and just when Liu Rong was glad that she didn't have to drink the unpalatable medicine anymore, a soft lip was imprinted on her lips, and she was startled to open her mouth subconsciously, and the bitter medicine flowed into her mouth again.
A bowl was about to be drunk quickly, so the man helped her wipe the medicinal juice from the corner of her mouth, covered the quilt, probed the temperature of her forehead, and saw that it was still a little high, so she got up and went out to boil the medicine.
Early the next morning, Liu Rong woke up and found herself lying in a strange house, moving her hands and feet but very weak, and turned her head to look at the house.
There was nothing in the room except for the plank bed under her, a table and two stools, and nothing could be more simple.
The door was opened, and a girl about ten years old came in cautiously with a medicine bowl, and when she saw Liu Rong wake up, a smile appeared on her ordinary face.
"My sister woke up. ”
Liu Rong licked her dry lips, and her voice was hoarse and ugly.
"Little sister, you saved me. ”
The girl shook her head.
"It's my brother, sister, drink the medicine quickly. ”
Liu Rong frowned slightly, looking at the steaming bowl of medicine, subconsciously resisting.
The girl suddenly realized, her eyes bent, and the sound of crisp laughter resounded in the room.
"When my sister was in a coma, she was also afraid of suffering, and if the doctor hadn't taught me to feed you the medicine like that, I wouldn't know what to do. ”
Liu Rong's cheeks flushed, and she looked away uncomfortably.
Fortunately, the girl knew that her face was thin, and after a few words, she put down the medicine bowl and left.
The illness came like a mountain, and the illness went like a thread, Liu Rong raised for half a month in a row, and then her body was so good.
"Liuya, come here, there are a lot of wild vegetables here. Liu Rong smiled and beckoned to the girl in the distance.
Liuya was the girl's name.
"Sister Liu, wait, I'll finish picking the wild vegetables here and go over immediately. ”
As he spoke, he sped up the movements in his hands, and after a few picks, he picked up the basket and trotted to Liu Rong's side.
"Wow, Sister Liu still has good eyesight, I have been picking on this mountain for so long, and I haven't found so many wild vegetables, picking these back, it's enough for the three of us to eat for several days." ”
Liu Rong disagreed: "The vegetables should be eaten fresh, if they are all picked back, they will not be fresh if they are withered at home." ”
Liuya's expression darkened, and she smiled bitterly: "Sister Liu, if we don't pick these wild vegetables back, there will be no tomorrow." ”
Liu Rong was puzzled.
Liuya was about to explain, when she was interrupted by a burst of cries from the bottom of the mountain, looking curiously at the crowd below.
Several officials escorted dozens of young adults, and a familiar figure among them was impressively listed.