Chapter 141: The Mystery of the Tricolor Legion (1)
"Wicked woman, don't want to harm my Ali!"
With a hoarse shout, Bing Ruo opened his eyes, and a sharp knife had been stabbed down in front of him!
With an exclamation, she flew up and kicked at the left wrist of the Assassin who raised his knife, and the Assassin screamed "Ahh
"Even if you're crazy, you shouldn't secretly harm people while they're asleep!" Bingruo said angrily, pointing at the assassin's nose. She had always been very polite to the old man, but she had almost died at his hands just now, and her fright and anger were difficult to restrain for a while.
The old man turned his head and ran towards the outside of the tent, Bingruo secretly thought that he should catch him and ask clearly, otherwise where would he dare to sleep in the future?
The old man rushed out of the camp and rushed towards the forest, Bingruo didn't want to leave this white-armored barracks, because she met Luo Feng here again two days ago. Although she fell asleep inexplicably in the smell of barbecue and never saw Luo Feng again, she heard Luo Feng's advice, but now, her intuition told her that she had to chase this strange old man.
"What are you running, aren't you going to kill me?" Bing Ruo shouted forward as he chased, and the old man ran forward as if frightened.
After all, the old man is old, where can he run past Bingruo, who has been chasing and hunting since childhood, and after a while, the distance between them is getting closer and closer. At this time, the moon climbed to its highest, and in the silent forest, except for the occasional sound of insects, there was only the sound of the two chasing and shouting.
"Plop", the figure of the old man in front of him suddenly disappeared, Bing Ruo was startled, and ran a few steps forward, only to find that there was a pond in front of him, and the old man must have been planted in the water.
Bingruo looked at the edge of the pond, picked up a broken branch at his feet and inserted it under the water, measured the depth, and it was not deep.
"Come out, it's such a cold day, you stay in the water, and if you don't suffocate, you freeze to death!"
The water was calm.
"I promise you, as long as you come out, I will not embarrass you, I, Liang Bingruo, don't want to bear the responsibility of a person who forced him to die. ”
There seemed to be a little movement on the surface of the water, and not long after, the old man's gray head suddenly appeared, and then he coughed up water and gasped for breath, so that he was not embarrassed.
He slowly crawled out of the pond crookedly, sat on the edge of the pond and hugged his body, shrunk into a ball and shivered. Bingruo came out in a hurry, and he didn't put on a coat, and he was shivering with cold at this time, and he didn't want to take off a dry coat to wrap the old man.
Bingruo sighed lightly, walked to the old man's side and squatted down, and asked coldly, "Why do you want to kill me?"
The old man turned his face while trembling, and said with sadness in his eyes: "You will harm my Ali." ”
Bingruo remembered the old man's crazy words a few days ago, and said with a smile: "Oh, you are a fortune teller, and you know at first sight that I will harm your son?"
"I just know ......"
"I don't believe it, what evidence do you have to prove that I will harm your son Ali......?
"I'm not talking nonsense!
"Where's the evidence?
......
Under her agitation, the old man finally stood up angrily, "Let's go! I'll show you the evidence!"
"Let's go!" Bing Ruo also got up angrily, but he was secretly proud in his heart.
......
The old man took Bingruo along the winding path for a while, and soon came to a hidden underground tomb.
The staircase leading down to the tomb kiln is in a narrow spiral form, and the old man walks in front of him by lighting a torch with flint.
"What the hell is this place? You don't want to trick me into plotting against me, are you?" Bingruo followed behind, and said vigilantly as he went downstairs, "I tell you, even if you want to plot against me, you have to consider whether you yourself have the ability......"
"Hmph, let you see what you did before you die......
Bingruo snorted, "What you said just now doesn't seem to come from the mouth of a madman, to be honest, are you pretending to be crazy?"
"You're crazy!" the old man shouted angrily, his voice hoarse, resounding through the four directions, and a few terrible echoes were heard.
Bingruo felt a chill sweep over the cellar, as if it were coming from the cold breath of the deep underground. "I think I'm crazy to come to a place like this with you......"
As they descended, the spiral staircase became steeper and steeper, and both men had to hold on to the wall as they descended to steady.
"Why is this place called the Snow Fog Ice Field? I see that this place is not much different from the barren mountains and mountains of our great cang. Bingruo said.
"Great Cangguo...... Hmph, sooner or later it will be mine!" The old man scolded: "The current emperor of the Great Cangguo is a robber!"
Although these words came from the mouth of this person who Bing Ruo did not have a good feeling, it said Bing Ruo's heart, and she also felt that this great Cangguo monarch was indeed no different from a robber, to be precise, he was a kidnapper.
"You haven't answered my question yet. Bingruo reminded him.
Since the old man began to go down to this cellar, the tone of his whole mind seemed to have suddenly returned to normal, and he said quietly: "Because it is summer now, you will know why this place is called Snow Fog Ice Field when it is winter." ”
"What does winter look like?"
"In the winter of the snow-fog ice field, the snow is fifty or sixty feet deep, the cold wind is like ice, people and animals will be frozen to death, and the cold air will quietly catch you, burrow into your body, and kill you from the inside out......"
The old man's words were cold, and Bing would have his teeth chatter just by listening to it.
"That'...... Here's ...... What about those armies?"
Hearing this question, the old man was suddenly stunned, his eyes trembled slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "They are all poor people, stupid poor people...... It's me...... A few years ago, I ...... the old man stopped before he finished speaking, and Bingruo could hear the sadness and resentment between his words.
When they reached the bottom of the staircase, submerged into the deep darkness of the tomb, Bingruo tensed uncontrollably.
"Here we are. The old man lowered his voice and circled the torch in a semicircle, and the ice faintly saw dark shadows sneaking around, and the firelight swayed on the stone slab ground under his feet, and rows of boulder pillars appeared on both sides, extending into the darkness in the distance.
After seeing the vision clearly, Bingruo was stunned.
The deceased sat on open stone chairs between the pillars, with their backs to the wall, facing outward, and behind them the sarcophagus where the bodies were placed.
"My child, here ......"
"Your child, Alley?"
"You are not allowed to call him that! only I can call him that......! There is a name, and his name is ...... Jua Li. The old man's voice began to choke and tremble.
Bingruo took a deep breath and remembered a name she had heard a few years ago when she was still in Yunzhou City, and her heart began to pound violently.
"That'...... Your name is ...... What?"
"I'm ...... Hu Adi. ”