The most amazing thing is that there are also naturally formed "stone terraces", which are much more neat and beautiful than the terraces stacked by human hands, like the topping of cakes, layer upon layer, with arcs, widths, and scales.

It is a natural wonder formed by the solidification of magma, which has now been encroached upon by flowing water. Standing on the Yinyang Road and looking down, there are tens of thousands of sparkling paddy fields, reflecting the little sunlight that penetrates into the mountain's belly with brilliant brilliance, and vaguely has the magnificence of sea water.

Such a scene, even Yan Saburo was dumbfounded.

However, looking at the north side of the road, there are only black rocks, and the greenery is sparse, and the further north you go, the more bare the ground becomes.

At the end of Yan Saburo's vision is a barren land, quiet and dark, restoring the original coldness and ruthlessness of the mountain.

If there's anything else that's dynamic here, it's the occasional black and gray smoke coming out of large rock crevices.

The smoke was outside, and before it could spread, it was blown by the mountain wind that slipped in from outside, and it was invisible.

More than a dozen cavalry guards rode their horses back and forth, shouting loudly to remind people: "The smoke in the north is poisonous, and those in the middle will be killed immediately, don't get close!"

The message came from a local guide, of course. I think that in the past, travelers have suffered here.

Yan Saburo had read in the book that when a volcano erupts and the smoke that rises from the ground near an active volcano is likely to be highly toxic, inhaling it will cause numbness of the heart and lungs, fatigue of the body, and finally suffocation.

The road cuts yin and yang, and people walk in the middle.

Across the way, there is the difference between heaven and earth.

This dark and dreary place of death also reminds passers-by that Red Crossbow Peak's temper is not very good.

He Xiaoyuan also walked over: "No wonder the merchants who passed by since then did not forget to sacrifice to it." ”

Seeing is believing. Immediately after, she lowered her voice: "Is there any movement in the third steward?" She remembered that Yan Saburo had moved with the third steward and could eavesdrop on the movements around him.

"Yes. Yan Saburo waited for the people around him to walk away before replying, "Yao Liyan called the third steward over and asked him to drive the carriage where Hong Ming was being held forward. ”

"Second Steward?" He Xiaoqi said, "Is he still alive, what is it to get him out at this time?" With her understanding of King Wei, even if the second steward is still alive, he will probably have half his life.

"Living sacrifice. Yan Saburo slowly spat out these two terrifying words, "From the horse pulling the cart to the people in the cart, they are all sacrifices to the red crossbow. By the way, the third steward also had to put three live chickens in the car. ”

"Oh, human sacrifice?" He Xiaoyuan smiled, "The red crossbow must like it." "Monsters love to eat people, this seems to be conventional?

"That's it. "It's really bright, and Yan Saburo's expression is also a lot more relaxed. But he patted the cat in his arms again, "You should think about how to get out of it." “

This yin-yang road is very long, and everyone has walked from noon to the west slope of the sun, from the uphill road to the downhill road, twists and turns, as if there is no end.

However, no matter how long it is, it will eventually come to an end.

Judging from the number of stone terraces on the south side of the road, the convoy is heading lower. Every erupting volcano has a heart-eye position, and although the shape of the Red Crossbow Peak is peculiar, it cannot escape this convention.

The young man took a breath: "More than half of the Yin and Yang Road has passed, and it will be too late if you don't do it." He confirmed to Chitose again, "You can recall the bone chain, right?"

"If I can call it out, I can recall it. The white cat licked its paws, "Do you think it's a genus of magic weapons that don't enter the stream?"

But she also reminded Yan Saburo: "But its owner is me, not you, you can only barely hold it, and you can't call it." ”

Yan Saburo understood: "It's in my hand, it's no different from an ordinary chain?"

"Yes. “

......

The third steward carried a food box in his hand, and walked in a hurry.

His target was a very inconspicuous cart in the convoy, with a gray canopy and a gray roof, and the horses pulling the cart were not good horses. But he knew that the carriage was accompanied by four secret guards.

In this carriage, Hong Ming, the former second manager of Yao Mansion and the spy who was found out, was imprisoned.

Yao Liyan handed over the sacrificial supplies to him to take care of, as one of the "sacrifices", and Hong Ming was of course supervised by him.

The prisoners also had to eat, which could have been done by the little servants, but the three stewards had to spare time in their busy schedules and do it themselves.

He was only a few feet away from the carriage where the prisoner was being held, when someone suddenly stopped him not far away:

"Three stewards. ”

Hearing the sound a little familiar, as soon as the third steward turned around, he saw the female doctor and her medicine maid standing behind him, greeting him with a smile.

"Dr. Xu. The third steward was a little surprised. The team has a strict division, and this is not the Yao family's team, "Why are you here?"

"The Sun family wants to find a female doctor to treat his family's daughter. He Xiaoyuan smiled and pointed to the little guy next to him, who nodded again and again.

She was only halfway there. Except for Yan Saburo, no one knew that the illness of the daughter of the Sun family was also her hands, just for this "chance encounter".

"Oh, go ahead. The third steward turned and was about to end the conversation, when suddenly a vole burst out of the grass and rushed under the horse's hooves. The horse on his left was frightened, and Xi Yuren stood up, knocking the three stewards forward, and almost fell into the mud.

"Be careful!" He Xiaoyi was quick and helped him.

I can't see that such a slender and slender girl doesn't have to work hard to hold the fat third steward.

As soon as he stood firm, He Xiaoyuan immediately let go of his hand.

The third steward settled down and thanked her. Fortunately, the food box was tightly held by him, and it didn't fly out in case of an accident, but the top cover was crooked by half.

The pair of master and servant, under the guidance of the little servant, went to see the daughter of the Sun family. The third steward re-covered the food box, and then walked into the carriage where Hong Ming was being held.

The three stewards knew that the spy would not end well. But when he saw Hong Ming with his own eyes, he was still shocked.

The second steward who used to look at people with nostrils is now prostrate on the ground, all the knuckles of his left hand are crushed, his knees are dripping with blood, and the patella bones of his legs have been dug out.

The car was filled with a strong smell of blood and herbs.

King Wei took all the evil anger he had suffered in the past few days out on the "spies". However, since he still has to be used as a sacrifice, Hong Ming will not be able to die for the time being, and medical officers have also come to treat his injuries before, so that he can live for a longer time.

Even if he doesn't die this time, this man is gone. The third steward subconsciously snorted, but when he thought of Hong Ming, he felt relieved. The beam between him and Hong Ming has long been knotted, and he has been tortured in secret and in the dark over the years.

Xu is medicine has a sedative effect, Hong Ming slept very deeply, and he didn't even notice that outsiders had entered the car.

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