Fu Shao knew that she needed to be quiet at this moment, so she waved her hand and asked Uncle Jing'er not to follow, indicating that she wanted to walk around alone.

Fu Shao knew that he was facing a greater test in his life. Since she came down from the mountain, she has continued to face various tests, including countless life and death tests. But at that time, she had a good body, a good mind, a group of capable people around her to help, and an imperial power that trusted her wholeheartedly.

I have never been so weak and almost alone as I am today.

But the advantage of being less has always been to think less and do more. Although this Medicine King Valley is surrounded by countless mist, the answer has always been the reward of a diligent person.

Fu Shao walked slowly in the valley, from the sun shining to the golden wuxi fall.

The interior of Yaoo Valley is actually a huge basin, with flat terrain and fertile soil in the middle. It is not a problem for 200 people to live here. Most of the huts still have unburned wreckage exposed to the ground, and the charred ash inside is half a man's height.

The complete destruction of a place in this way makes it feel strangely familiar.

After the people are slaughtered, the bodies are burned, looted, and houses are burned, and the bodies are determined.

There were no swords, bows, or halberds left on the vast plains.

It can be seen that these men in black are very careful, and after the task is completed, they also do a careful inspection to ensure that there is no trace of identity that can be explained.

It's a pity that the corpse has been buried by the dumb uncle, and even if the corpse is dug up at this time, it is difficult to see one, two, three from the burned corpse.

Why does it feel familiar?

Fu Shaogen suddenly understood that if she wanted to completely destroy a place and leave no trouble, I am afraid it would be the same way.

She did it because she had experience, she was a soldier.

Only the army can be so well trained.

Could that be a Jianghu sect? Fu Shao also knew that there were some ancient sects that had been inherited for a hundred years, and the children under his command could be compared to a top-level private army.

In just a moment, Fu Shaogen overturned his thoughts.

No one knows the origin of King Gu Yao, but many people know the mother family of the Bai family, the Miao King of Lingnan, and the daughter of the royal family in the land where miasma and poisonous insects are born. What kind of sect would risk offending King Miao and slaughter a grain of all kinds.

There is only the army, and the imperial power that rises high behind the army.

Gu Yaowang's medical skills are peerless, and killing him will make the world have one less possibility to save his life, unless Gu Yaowang has something more attractive besides medical skills, which will bring disaster to Gu Yaowang.

Reminiscent of what Jing'er said, King Gu Yao once extended the life of Emperor Shengzhong for 20 years, and was the person who was closest to the imperial power.

So could it be the royal family?

But the medicine king has been in exile since now, how can he provoke the royal family?

The depth of the hidden mountains in this Medicine King Valley was far beyond Fu Shao's imagination, until he saw the secret path into the valley with his own eyes.

She was very sure that if it weren't for the people who lived in the Medicine King Valley all the year round, they wouldn't be able to find it anyway, and if they were slaughtered so carefully, someone in the Medicine King Valley would definitely report the news.

There is no need to find out who this man is, because he must have died a worse death.

So did the men in black get what they needed? Presumably I got it. Otherwise, they wouldn't have set fire to everything, and they wouldn't have just left.

But Gu Yaowang, a genius like a peerless genius in the world, really had no defense against imperial power? He was the one who once lived in the center of imperial power. Something more valuable than one's own life, so easily snatched away? Even at such a terrible price!

If it's me, if it's me.

Fu Shao suddenly seemed to be doused with a basin of cold water, and he completely sobered up.

What she could think of, the man in black must have thought of as well. At this moment, the man in black must have calmed down in the ecstasy of success, and doubted how easy the result would be.

If it were me, there would definitely be ambushes outside the valley, waiting for the fish to slip through the net.

And I will definitely go into the valley in a few days to check again to see if there is any change in the scene of the massacre, and whether the bodies of Yaowang and his wife have been buried. If you are buried......

According to Jing'er, today is the third day after the massacre.

Fu Shao stood up more hurriedly, and rushed to the mountain gate hidden in the cliff. Not far from the mountain gate is a very simple and rough hut, which is the usual resting place of the dumb uncle Jing'er.

Because the place where the mountain gate is located is wonderful, it happens that in the gap between the mountains and the mountains, the cliffs are mossy and countless strange rocks, and there are several towering trees to shade them, and the huts are hidden among the shadows and grasses of the trees.

Fu Shao even grabbed Jing'er

"I'll give you time for a cup of tea, pack up what you can still use, and we'll go into the dark room and hide."

Jing'er didn't ask much when she heard this, and immediately greeted Uncle Shang and went into the thatched house to clean up for a while. In less than a moment, he had already punched out two burdens, and entered the dark room with Fu Shaogen pressing the mountain door.

When he entered the dark room, he found that he could see clearly in the dark, much better than his original eyesight. The medicinal soup I brewed by myself may contain a lot of rare medicinal materials.

It was a long time before she realized how precious the medicinal soup soaked in this fetal jade was.

It's a pity that at this moment, she just wants to replace the medicinal soup with chicken soup, preferably the soup of the old hen. So that she can soak comfortably in the chicken soup and open her mouth when she is hungry.

Fu Shao said to the two: "Those killers are afraid that they will have to kill a horse pistol." Once it is found that the bodies have been all buried, I am afraid that this valley will be searched a hundred times and a thousand times. With just the three of us, we will never be able to escape. Even if we can hide in this dark room for a day, it will be difficult to hide for three or five days, but our fate may be better, and starvation to death can be regarded as a whole corpse. So, I'm just asking, are there any other secret passages in this valley? ”

The two of them were silent for a while, and Fu Shao was a little desperate, could it be that they had just come back from life and had to wait for death? God just wants her to experience a different way of dying?

Jing'er slashed a fire fold, and the dark room instantly lit up.

I saw her apricot eyes blinking, and said a little strangely: "Young master, of course there is." Isn't that basic common sense? ”

Fu Shao was choked up, thinking, damn it, yes, the great Gu Medicine King, how could he be like the eighth king in the urn, with only a hole in his head to find a way out? The rabbit also digs three holes.

"But I haven't seen it, and I can't find it," Jing'er said slowly, "and besides, this secret passage is in this dark room. Madame once said to me, "If you can wake up, you can go out, and if you can't wake up, this dark room will keep you safe." ”

Fu Shao was a little confused, and asked in disbelief: "So, only I know this secret passage?" ”

Jing'er nodded.

Knowing a bird, I want to scold even more. Just yesterday, the body was a living dead. The living dead can know a fart.

Taking advantage of the fire, Fu Shao carefully checked the baggage brought out by Jing'er and Uncle Dumb.

There were several sets of clothes inside, including flint and steel, fire folds, two bamboo tubes of water, some sun-dried dried meat, and a knife with a sharp edge.

Fu Shao looked at the dagger carefully in the light of the fire, although it was wrapped in a dirty strip of cloth around the handle, but the knife was one

Good knife, the blade does not have a curl edge, and the fingers flick out a clear sound.

"Okay, very good, just with these few things, eating dried meat, we can live for three days, just drink water, live for another three days, and if you can't stand it if you're hungry, you can kill yourself with a knife." Fu Shao pouted.

“……”

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside the mountain gate, which seemed to be the sound of people stepping on fallen leaves, accompanied by a very low whisper. Fu Shao quickly blew out the fire and leaned on the wall to listen carefully.

However, the gables were too thick, and they couldn't hear what was being said at all.

Turning to the two of them, he asked, "Did you hear anything?" ”

Jing shook his head.

Jing'er said, "Young master, we didn't hear any sounds. Uncle Dumb nodded.

Fu Shao even found that although this body was powerless, its senses were far more sensitive than ordinary people. Finally, there is an advantage. She nodded inwardly, and then leaned the wall to continue listening.

“…… Yes...... Footprints...... There are also people ......", "I want to inform ......", "Hurry ......"

Who to notify? The answer is close at hand, and the few who are more anxious to go crazy.

"The prince wants to kill ......, no...... Also search ......"

Rajah?! Who is the prince going to kill?