Chapter 368: Escape

The sunset in the western mountains startled a red glow.

Song Qingshu made his rounds outside as usual to confuse the people who were watching from below, and then returned to the tent and quietly waited for the night to come.

After dinner, I checked the equipment again, although I knew that there would be no problems, but it was inevitable that it would work in my heart, and I asked for comfort.

Time passed little by little, and the waiting time seemed to pass very slowly, fortunately, Song Qingshu had already passed the age of anxiety, and knew that the more this time was, the more he needed to be calm, so in order to distract himself, Song Qingshu began to silently recite the "Huang Ting Jing".

Night finally came, there were no stars, no moon, and the night sky, a piece of ink black, and I couldn't see my fingers. Only after an occasional faint thunder, a dazzling lightning bolt brought a moment of light to this dark earth!

"God help me. Seeing the changes, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Although it is not exactly a dark moon and a high night, but only an occasional flash of lightning and thunder, as long as you are careful, it is harmless, and more importantly, it will rain heavily tonight, which is an unexpected joy for Song Qingshu.

Heavy rain, although it will increase the difficulty of his escape, but at the same time, it will also erase the traces of his escape, and at the same time, it is also half the effort for the difficulty of tracking, how can this not make Song Qingshu happy.

The wind, whistling over the lonely peak, blew into the barracks, swept the flags, bonfires, and brought a whirring sound.

"Chief, look at this hellish weather, it's a storm coming. A group of soldiers in the barracks stood guard and watched, and one of them, whose face was as thin as a bamboo pole, shouted.

The leader was a big man with a beard and a beard, who was attacked by the wind and sand, and cursed secretly. "Who's to say it's not? I really didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, and I can remember this. ”

"Boss, or let's" The bamboo pole soldier rolled his eyes and pointed to the military tent sneakily.

The beard was a little moved, but when he thought that it was time to carry out the orders of his superiors, he was a little shaken, and looked at the others, all looking at himself expectantly, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "But there is a death order from above." Keep an eye on the mountain without blinking, if you know we're not going to be able to eat and walk away. ”

"Oh, sir. Who will come out to check on this ghost weather?" said Zhu Pole, "God knows this, you know and I know, as long as everyone here tonight doesn't say anything, no one knows." After saying that, the bamboo pole hurriedly glanced at the accomplice of something, and everyone understood, and hurriedly shouted.

"yes. Chief. What Wang San'er said is. ”

"That's it, this damn weather. I couldn't see my fingers when I couldn't reach out, and I waited for a downpour. You can still see the movement on the mountain. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

At this moment, a deafening thunderclap of thunder passed. The lightning flashed, and the raindrops the size of beans were sprinkled!

"Well, let's go. At this moment, the bearded man finally made up his mind, but he still said, "However, everyone will wake up a little next, and as soon as there is any trouble, they will have to come out to check." ”

"Got it, got it. ”

"Don't worry, sir. ”

For the words of the beard and beard, everyone knows that this weather, lightning and thunder, even if there is any movement, who can hear it. It's just that since the leader has agreed to hide from the rain, everyone no longer sings against him, and they all echo him.

As the guards took refuge in the tents, the night became quieter, and even the blazing bonfire was annihilated into a wisp of green smoke in the wind and rain.

At the same time, Song Qingshu also made the final preparations, moved the huge kite out of the tent, came to the side of the cliff, looked around carefully, and after finding nothing unusual, he hurriedly tied the kite and fixed it on himself.

Looking down at the cliff where he couldn't see his five fingers, it was like a devouring beast opening its mouth wide, Song Qingshu knew that this step would either be trapped by himself and ascend to heaven, and from then on the sea and the sky would be wide, or it would be a broken end, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and the arrow has to be sent on the string, so he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and jumped.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky.

In the dark night, I saw an eagle fluttering its wings and flying, but this eagle seemed to be old and frail, and it was not agile and soared into the sky, but was a little crumbling.

It turned out that Song Qingshu stepped out in one step, and did not mean to let it go, but exerted the trend of alleviating the decline of the Tiyun vertical class.

If it is Ling Bo's micro-steps that flicker and move between square inches, and the spiral nine shadows that confuse the enemy by phantom and surprise them, then Tiyun is longer than the eaves and walls, and climbs the cliffs.

At this moment, although it is not a bottom-up climbing wall, and Song Qingshu is carrying a kite with huge resistance, in the end, his skills are profound, with the upward momentum, Song Qingshu quickly became familiar with the kite, and when the new power is exhausted, it is not straight down, and his body is fluttering in the air, just like a kite. Although he didn't run as freely as his body, he borrowed a little bit of strength, and at the moment the rain and wind were wild, borrowing the momentum of the wind to greatly weaken his downward momentum, like a fallen leaf swaying and falling in the wind.

It's a pity that there are many good things, just when Song Qingshu thought that everything was fine, an accident happened, only to hear a popping sound of breaking the air, and suddenly the intact kite became full of holes, and the originally slowly declining situation suddenly seemed to be cast a thousand catties of pendant, whirring straight down.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and at this time, Song Qingshu's injury, which had not fully recovered, also showed signs of recurrence.

It's just that Song Qingshu knows that now that he is in mid-air, it can be said that the sky should not be called the earth, and at this time, he still needs to be calm and panic, not only will it not help, but it will be more likely to make mistakes in his busyness.

It's too late, it's fast, from the broken kite to Song Qingshu's straight down, Song Qingshu instantly retrograde skills, endured the cracking of muscles and veins, cried blood in the five organs, forced a breath, and moved sideways, thinking about the direction of the cliff and rock wall.

It was simply that Song Qingshu had not been flying away from the cliff for a long time, and he had not drifted far away, and at this moment, he used all his strength to move in the air, and soon approached the rock wall, followed by Song Qingshu and pulled out the Qingfeng sword at his waist, and struggled into the cliff, taking the opportunity to get a chance to breathe.

However, before Song Qingshu could breathe evenly, the sound of breaking the air sounded again, this time Song Qingshu was on guard, raised his hand and slashed out with a palm wind, knocking the hidden weapon away, but the figure that was finally stabilized fell straight down again. (To be continued.) (。 ))