In fact, if it weren't for Lian'er's tight mouth and her insistence on Gude's bribery of her, she would only be afraid that she would be a dead person now, and Rao would never dare to take the initiative to show her face in front of Gude.

That is tantamount to death, but what Lian'er wants is to live.

As if she was afraid that Wei Shu would not believe it, after pausing for a while, she said in a trembling voice, "Aunt Ge...... He died a few days ago."

Wei Shu was silent.

Aunt Ge is the slave who takes care of the vegetable jar in the big kitchen, and when Wei Shu and Gude met in the middle of the night, they went over the wall from Aunt Ge to the front yard.

It seemed that she should know a lot of secrets, so Goode got rid of her, and even took a little risk for it. And from this, it can also be seen that the reason why Lian'er has been able to live until now is that she is very careful herself, and secondly, I am afraid that it is also because she does not know much.

"Since I said I could save you, I have thought about this." Wei Shu quickly spoke again, her voice was soft and slow, with obvious reassurance:

"You just have to relax and listen to your sister. I will pack a ticket for you, and as long as you see Ali and pass on my words to him, he and his master will never lift a finger against you again, and they will not have to turn around to keep you from dying. Because, if you weren't there, Gud would never want to get what he wanted most."

Lian'er listened blankly, and something crossed in her heart. But her mind was so confused that the thought came and went in a hurry, and there was no trace of it.

She's actually scared.

However, she also knew that she had reached a dead end.

The cold and huge stone mill was close at hand, and as soon as the eldest lady returned home, these slaves would become fertilizer in the fields, and they would never be able to live forever.

At the thought of this, Lian'er shivered again, but then, a fiery current of heat rushed straight to the top of her head.

Perhaps, she will survive.

The murderous fugitive in front of her pointed her to a way, and as for whether the end of that road was a fire pit or something next to it, Lian'er had no time to think about it.

All she asks for is to live. If you move forward with your eyes closed, you may still have a glimmer of life, but if you stay where you are now, there will be no other way but death.

Lian'er bit her lip hard, not realizing that her lip had been bitten by her, blood was oozing out of her chin, and there was a faint fishy sweetness in her teeth.

After a few breaths, she finally looked up at Wei Shu and said in a trembling voice, "Sister...... What do you want Lian'er to say?"

Wei Shu knew that she would agree, and said with a smile: "Then please tell Ah Li: "Ah Qi Si is fortunate not to be dishonored, and has eliminated a strong enemy for the young general. However, the major general has more than one opponent, doesn't the young general want to settle for nothing?" 」

At this point, Lian'er suddenly felt that there was something more in her hand, and when she looked down, she saw that it was a very delicately made iron cylinder, and the top cover was sealed with a circle of fire paint, which seemed to be used for letterheads.

"Then, if you give this thing to Ali again, neither of you will die." Wei Shu whispered softly, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from the sleeve cage and put it on the ground:

"This is Jinchuang Medicine, it doesn't smell much, you take it back and find a place where no one is there and wipe it, the wound will heal quickly."

A gust of wind blew, and there was no one in front of Lian'er, only the empty courtyard, where flowers and plants swayed in the sun.

She was in a trance for a moment, always feeling like she was dreaming, but the iron cylinder in her hand was still there, and the porcelain vase next to the stone path was still there.

So, this was not a dream, Aqisi really came, and asked her to help deliver the message, and in the end, she left a healing medicine.

Lian'er sat in a daze, and after a long time, she finally gritted her teeth and stood up, picked up the half-human-high bucket next to her, and staggered into the distance.

The spring breeze is lonely, and the bluestone road is as clean as washing, and even a leaf is not visible..................

At night, the wind is strong, and the river is tumbling with small waves.

Guo Liang carefully poked half of his head out of the water and glanced at the shore a few times.

Today is the last day of March, and it is the night of the moon, and there are only a few stars in the sky

The light did not rise, and it was as black as ink in all directions, and it was almost impossible to see.

Guo Liang looked far away in the dark, and it took about ten breaths of work to finally see the riverbank in the thick of the night.

He quickly estimated the depth of the water and the draft of the big boats, and then pursed his lips and learned a few bird calls.

It was not uncommon for waterfowl to cry at night along the river, and these few birdsongs did not attract anyone's attention, except for a few of his companions.

In a few moments, two successive birdsong sounded in the middle of the water, indicating that the companion on the sampan had understood.

Guo Liangzhong dived under the water again, and with the help of the buoyancy of the river and the strength of his comrades on the sampan, he pushed the huge stone statue that sank under the water a few steps deeper.

The force from the rope quickly dissipated, and Guo Liang once again leaned out of the water and breathed deeply.

It should be almost the same.

He carefully measured the depth of the water, and when he saw that it was not much different from his prediction, he dived under the water again, untied the thick hemp rope that bound the idol, and wrapped it around the crook of his arm.

Losing the pull of the rope, the idol slowly sank into the silt on the shore, Guo Liangyan whistled on the surface of the water, and swam towards the middle of the river.

A moment later, he finally lay down on the cramped plank, so sore and so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

Not long ago, he had just done a big job, and he had been under the water for two and a half hours, all with a reed pipe for ventilation, and finally figured out the way of the ship.

It's a pity that Blusch is so guarded that he can't get close to investigate, and Guo Liang doesn't know what that shipload is.

This trip was quite debilitating. Although Guo Liang knows some fist and foot kung fu and is good in water, diving for such a long time is still very expensive, and his arms and legs have been sore for several days, and he has not recovered.

I thought that there would be no major events in the future, but I didn't want to, and suddenly there was an urgent job from above, asking him to find a way to pull a stone statue into the water.

If this is all it takes, it is repeatedly explained that the statue should not go too deep into the water, but should be placed near the shore, and the head of the idol can be seen as long as the water level is a little lower.

After receiving the order, Guo Liang couldn't help but think about it secretly.

He has limited literacy, but he also listened to those gentlemen in the Changfeng camp tell the history of the previous dynasty, and he knows some stories, and he has heard the story of the underwater stone Buddha against the world.

Is it possible that someone is going to rebel against what he is doing now?

When the word rebellion is mentioned, Guo Liang's arms and legs are not sore.

It's good to rebel.

Their Changfeng Battalion was going to create a rebellion against the Jin Kingdom, if they could destroy the Jin Kingdom, he Guo Liang would be the first to burn high incense to this Buddha who didn't know which way.