Chapter 242: Let's go ahead and say something

Seeing that his leader, Lao Zhang, the leader in black, spoke first, and the people in black also started talking.

"We were a group going east, walking around, and we found that we were going in circles, and it took more than half a day of hard work, but it wasn't a round of grinding!

"You're still good there, let's go straight north all the way to cut bamboo to open the way, I don't want to, when we turn around, new bamboo grows in the place where the bamboo was cut, covering up the old road...... If it weren't for Lao Zhang's aroma of 'cooking smoke', our group would really be on the road. ”

"Hehe, you're just getting a little bit of resistance, but you're not hurt. As soon as I went west, a big boar with green fangs burst out of the bamboo forest, and we ran away, and I was also slipped through my thigh by the boar's teeth, and now I still have pus. ”

Hearing the words "big wild boar", Qingwen's heart moved.

Lao Zhang made a "stop" action, and the black-clothed Imperial Forest Army immediately stood solemnly and stopped making a sound.

Lao Zhang looked at Qingwen, Qingwen looked at the master, the master didn't look up, and looked at the flute made of Hsinchu.

"Are we just big-eyed and small-eyed, bitter and have no solution?" Mingyan couldn't see it, and spoke directly.

Lao Zhang said: "We want to outwit and retain the living force, how can we blindly get on the horse without knowing ourselves and the enemy? ”

Mingyan glanced at Lao Zhang, and said in his heart: "Saying a thousand ways and ten thousand, isn't it just that you are afraid of death." ”

Qingwen spoke: "That's it, we don't know anything about this level, since then, we will no longer act in groups, and directly concentrate the living forces together. ”

Everyone nodded.

Lao Zhang said: "Everyone is assigned by the little scholar. ”

You can't do it brutely, but it's even more important to have stage fright in place.

In Qingwen's opinion, she naturally wanted to stop the pursuit of the man in black to capture the mountain, so as to delay the precious time for Xue Pan and Baoyu.

However, I have been staying here for three days.

If they can't clear the customs again, Qingwen will naturally have an excuse to persuade them to choose another more difficult way up the mountain - Tiger Leaping Cliff.

If possible, Qingwen can also persuade them that it is better to go down the mountain early.

Qingwen walked in front and held the small embroidered needle-like sword in her hand.

Wind Chimes also walked in front with a machete. After the old Zhang mat, followed by the black-clothed Imperial Forest Army. Mingyan and Master Ma stayed at the back of the line.

The deep bamboo forest glowed with a turquoise light, and when I stepped on it, the former bamboo tip array somehow revealed a thick layer of humus from the ground.

The humus gives off an erosive, smoky smell that is almost suffocating.

Qingwen used the simplest breath-holding method in the "Qingfeng Gong" of the broken mirror, half-closed her breath, and walked slowly.

The wind chimes are covered with a homemade mask, and they follow Qingwen in the same way.

Just a few steps away, Lao Zhang found that several people in black fell to the ground drunk under the influence of humus. Lao Zhang hurriedly called for help to treat the fallen person, and for a while, he was busy and happy.

Qingwen and Wind Chimes in front didn't hear the movement behind the team, and the two of them went straight forward, and soon, they distanced themselves from the team behind.

The wind chime said to Qingwen angrily through the mask, "Little scholar, I know your background. ”

Qingwen was taken aback, feeling that this guy took the opportunity to talk to herself in a place where no one was, is there something wrong.

"So, who am I?" asked Qingwen daringly.

If you don't gamble, you won't know the blessings and misfortunes.

"You're a celebrity. Feng Chime said: "When you were in the Shangjia opera troupe, you were a Danjiao, and your stage name was 'Dafeng'. ”

Qingwen breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't think that she was mistaken for Brother Dafeng by Feng Chime, the famous singer who was famous in the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

Qingwen is lucky: Fortunately, the fact that she is a woman is not exposed in front of the wind chimes.

However, how did the wind chimes know that they were from the Shang family class, and what was the reason for the wind chimes' inform?

Qingwen wondered.

More than a year ago, Shang Jiaban was strangled by the jealous emperor in the name of the volunteers.

Then, it is obvious that the disciples who came out of the Shang family class are naturally anti-court, even if they are not anti-court, they will not be believed and seen by the court, and they will be hunted down.

This is exactly Qingwen's national hatred and family feud at this time......

Could it be that the fact that he is a member of the Shang family's class makes Feng Chime have an excuse to blackmail himself?!

Without knowing the details, Qingwen didn't want to act rashly.

It's better to wait and see.

Qingwen nodded, acknowledging the revelation of the wind chimes.

When the wind chime saw Qingwen admit it, she didn't realize it, and she couldn't hide her little pride, and she had a little tail.

He didn't care about it even more, and said directly: "If you take revenge, it's not too late for ten years, because I know that you haven't grown up yet......"

Qingwen interrupted him and asked, "What hatred?"

Feng Chime said: "In order to avenge the grievances of the Shang Opera Troupe, you won't harm my princess, right?"

Wind Chimes was aggressive and continued: "It has long been rumored that Princess Bell has repeatedly postponed her marriage for the sake of her love. This rumor has caused the displeasure of the Hu royal court, and they have begun to send assassination envoys to eliminate this boy who is hindering the marriage. ”

Hearing the wind chime's rhetorical question and the next allusion, Qingwen remained silent and still moved forward peacefully.

This makes Feng Chime, who doesn't want to stimulate her through her words all the time, and constantly tests her with facts, a little confused.

Gradually, seeing that Qingwen, a little scholar, was completely expressionless about her inference, the wind chimes became breathless.

Seeing that Feng Chime's face was annoyed and angry, Qingwen had to answer and said, "Is there really such a thing?"

Feng Chime saw that Qingwen refused to accept the offer, so he thought of a way. He handed Qingwen a handkerchief.

Qingwen took it and looked at it, the font on the handkerchief was very familiar, it turned out to be a handwritten letter with a ringing bell.

"I am now detained by my father in Hanshan Temple, just waiting for the wedding. I hope to save each other and stay together forever. ”

Qingwen didn't speak.

Wind Chime asked, "Why didn't you respond?"

"How should I react?" Qingwen is still a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Feng Chime was angry, and said: "I am actually sent by Princess Bell to deliver a letter to you, and I am not with Lao Zhang." They worked hard for the emperor to fight dissidents and eliminate the princess party. I ......"

Qingwen looked at the wind chimes and suddenly stopped, stumbling. She also had no time to ask the wind chimes what they wanted to say.

For a while, the two chatted awkwardly halfway.

Feng Chime gritted his teeth and said, "Simply, I'll explain, I'm the princess's party." and you, Xue Pan, and Baoyu are a family. ”

Qingwen smiled, not with any malice or intent.

The wind chimes were relieved a lot, as if they had unloaded a heavy psychological baggage.

The wind chime said, "Don't you feel honored that the princess asked you to save her?"

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