Chongfei Manual

Chapter 41

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At this time, it was completely dark, and there was a distance from the back mountain. Not to mention the rugged mountain road, there was a high possibility of danger. Wei Luo ran far away in the blink of an eye, Zhao Jie had no choice but to signal Zhu Geng to catch up.

Seeing Zhu Geng jumping vertically a few times, he firmly blocked Wei Luo's path.

Wei Luo was so anxious right now that she didn't have time to explain to him, so she pushed him away and said, "Get out of the way."

The longer she delays, the more dangerous Adai will be. Who knows how long they went and how far the ceremony went? If after she arrives, Adai has already been buried in the ground, then it will be troublesome!

But Zhu Geng stood as steady as a mountain, no matter how she pushed, she couldn't move. Wherever she went, he would go wherever she went, deliberately blocking her way. Ah Luo raised her head and stared at him fiercely, and was about to grab his hand and bite it down, when Zhao Jie came from behind, covering her small mouth with slender fingers, and said in a calm and pleasant voice, "A Luo, where are you going?"

Wei Luo knew that he brought them here, so he had to give them an explanation, otherwise it would be impossible to justify. However, it is still too early, and the most urgent thing is to rescue A Dai first. She looked at Zhao Jie with a bit of hesitation in her eyes, like a small animal eager to break free, and said after a while: "Houshan."

Zhao Jie met her eyes, nodded slowly, and held her hand, "Okay, I will take you there."

There was doubt in his heart, and he wanted to ask her what was going on, but she kept her mouth shut and refused to say anything. Only now did he know why she came with him, because it was impossible for her to reach this place alone. So the question is, how did she know about this place? And why are you so familiar with this place

The fourth lady of a British government, usually lives in seclusion, except for her home and the palace, it is impossible for her to have been to this kind of place.

Zhao Jie looked down at the little girl in front of her. Her black pupils were dark and her eyes were cold. The hand she held was trembling slightly, as if she was trying to hide her emotions. She has always been like this, pretending to be something in her heart, and never telling anyone. Even though he is only seven or eight years old, his mind is heavier than anyone else's. She had just stood at the door of that family's house, her little shoulders drooping slightly, she was pitiful and fragile, he could hardly bear to step forward to hug her.

What is she hiding

Zhao Jie narrowed his eyes and looked away.

As night falls, the mountains and forests are silent. Zhu Geng held up an oil lamp and followed behind them. The faint light illuminated the road under their feet, all the way to the depths of the forest. There is thick snow under the feet, one foot is deep and the other is shallow, and it is very difficult to walk. But Wei Luo didn't complain at all. She held his hand tightly and walked forward without saying a word. The trees blocked the moonlight, so she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

Wei Luo walked forward based on memory, but after all, she overestimated herself. That night was too chaotic. She covered her head when going up the mountain, and panicked when going down the mountain, so she had no time to remember the way. After walking for a while now, he couldn't distinguish the direction and was spinning in circles.

She looked around and saw the same scenery all around her, it was pitch black, and she didn't know where it was.

Zhao Jie asked her: "Lost?"

She gave a discouraged "hmm", looking quite helpless.

Zhao Jie smiled lowly, for some reason he felt relieved. It's good if you don't know the way, that's normal, if you know the way in the mountains, then he will really doubt her.

Zhao Jie leaned over and gathered her cloak, and covered her with a hat. White rabbit fur surrounded her crystal clear face, which was translucent white under the candlelight. "Where do you want to go?" he asked.

She thought for a while and replied, "There is a tomb."

Zhao Jie's eyes moved slightly, and without further questioning, he called Zhu Geng.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Geng immediately jumped onto the tree to look around. There is a very easy way to identify the cemetery, that is, at night, a blue will-o'-the-wisp will rise in front of the tomb, which is very clear in the dark. Zhu Geng was very skilled in martial arts and could see things at night, so he jumped out of the book after a while, pointed to the southwest and said, "My lord, that place is weird."

Zhao Jie nodded, and took Wei Luo's hand again: "Let's go."

Wei Luo followed his footsteps and walked such a long mountain road. She was already tired, but she breathed a sigh of relief and never complained. Now that she knew the direction, she walked faster, unknowingly let go of Zhao Jie's hand, and left him behind. However, he was still too young, and he became exhausted after walking for a long time, and his speed became slower and slower. As soon as she took a step, she didn't quite get caught by the stones under the snow, and she couldn't help leaning forward, looking like she was about to fall to the ground!

Zhao Jie grabbed her waist from behind in a timely manner, and when she stood still, he didn't let go of her, but picked her up from the ground, and said with a smile: "Finally, I can't walk anymore?"

Wei Luo didn't struggle, and clung to his neck, her icy face was buried in the crest of his neck, and she said slowly, "En."

Her small face was cold, but her breath was hot. Zhao Jie stopped teasing her and continued walking with her in his arms.

Zhu Geng followed behind, really couldn't bear to see their noble lord carrying a little girl on the mountain road, and suggested aloud: "My lord, why don't you let the subordinates come down and carry the fourth lady on their backs?"

Zhao Jie didn't pause, and his voice was calm: "You hold the lamp and lead the way."

Zhu Geng was making fun of himself, touched his nose, and had no choice but to follow his instructions and walk up to the two of them with a lantern.

Wei Luo felt that Zhao Jie's neck was very warm, and kept digging into his neck to absorb the warmth. The air exhaled from her small mouth was hot, and her nose touched his ears from time to time, a bit like some kind of proud and obsessive little animal, like a kitten. Zhao Jie freed a hand to touch her forehead, "Is it cold?"

She shook her head, never forgetting her purpose of coming, "It's not cold, big brother, go faster."

Zhao Jie didn't say anything more, and walked among the mountains and forests.

There is indeed a cemetery in the southwest, but it is deep winter now, and the will-o'-the-wisps cannot be lit, only a few bright fires are burning slowly. This is what Zhu Geng saw from the tree just now. The firelight reflected a festive red color, revealing a permeating eerieness.

Zhao Jie finally came here with Wei Luo in his arms, and looked forward.

Wei Luo's face froze suddenly, her eyes froze fiercely, and she stared at a couple not far away. That couple was Lin Huilian and Bai Yang, each of them was filling the grave with a shovel. The coffin in the tomb has been deeply buried, and there are big red candles in front of the tombstone, and a red embroidered shoe has fallen beside it!

They came too late, Adai had already been buried alive!

Lin Huilian and her husband finished filling the last shovel of soil, packed up their things, stopped in front of the tombstone and said a few words, before going down the mountain with a bamboo basket in their arms.

Wei Luo's body trembled and she was furious: "Catch them, big brother... catch them..."

Zhao Jie and Zhu Geng also understood what was going on at this time, and their expressions became serious. As soon as Wei Luo finished speaking, Zhu Geng quickly came to Lin Huilian and Bai Yang like an arrow leaving the string, drew out the saber from his waist, and put it on their necks, "Stop!"

Lin Huilian and her husband are dressed in the same way as usual. They look simple, but they have a vicious heart inside. Neither of them expected that a person would suddenly appear here and now. Apart from being frightened, they were more guilty of guilt. Lin Huilian held back her arrogance and said, "Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"

Zhu Geng asked, "What did you just bury?"

Bai Yang is a thin man, he can't walk very easily, he said in a cold sweat, "I didn't bury anything, today is the anniversary of my son's death, my wife and I came to burn some paper for him... what does it have to do with you?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to go another way, but unexpectedly, another person came behind him, holding a little girl in his arms, with an extraordinary bearing, and looked even more difficult to provoke. The two guessed that the matter was exposed, but they couldn't figure out their identities, so they gritted their teeth and prepared to force their way out—

Before he could run a few steps, Zhu Geng caught up with him from behind, one of them tore off an arm, and was thrown in front of Zhao Jie! Zhu Geng cupped his hands and said, "My lord, how should we deal with them?"

The two lay on the ground, mourning in pain. Zhao Jie's eyes were indifferent, and he asked the little girl in his arms, "What do you want to do with Ah Luo?"

Wei Luo was worried about Adai in the coffin. She had not been buried for a long time, so there might be a glimmer of life for her at this time. She looked at the two people on the ground, and when she saw them again, her mood did not fluctuate in the slightest. She said, "Let them dig him out first."

Lin Huilian and Bai Yang's expressions changed, and they shook their heads again and again: "No, no..."

Zhu Geng drew the knife and pressed it against Bai Yang's neck, exerting a little force on his hand, and soon blood oozes from the skin. Bai Yang's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly changed his words: "Okay, okay, let's dig, let's dig."

They didn't know which gods they provoked today, everything was well planned, but unexpectedly three people appeared suddenly, it was obvious that they were not from their village. Since it wasn't, why did they come here on purpose? Could it be that they knew Bai Lan? Thinking of this, he hurriedly denied this idea. These three people were not ordinary people at first glance, how could they have anything to do with Bai Lan! But what else could it be other than this

Lin Huilian and Bai Lan couldn't figure it out. Forced by Zhu Geng's long knife, they had to pick up the shovel to dig up the freshly buried soil of the grave.

Zhu Geng put their arms back, looked at Wei Luo who was beside him with a dignified expression, and urged, "Hurry up, if you are slow, you will die!"

The two were dissatisfied, but they had no choice but to do so.

After about a stick of incense, a black lacquered coffin finally appeared in the tomb.

Wei Luo clenched her fist tightly, and said in a soft and serious voice, "Open it."

Bai Yang and Lin Huilian still want to make the final struggle, but after opening it, it will be bad, and the marriage of their sons in the underworld will also be unstable. They hesitated and said, "It's my son's bones inside. It's been too long, and there's only a pile of white bones left... What are you doing looking at this? There's really nothing inside."

Wei Luo was unmoved, and her voice became firmer by three points: "Open!"

They had no choice but to do so, slowly removing the lid of the coffin to reveal what was inside. A pile of bones suddenly appeared in everyone's sight. Zhao Jie stood behind Wei Luo and covered her eyes with his hands. After all the coffin lids were removed, on the other side lay a young girl in a scarlet wedding dress. Due to being bored for too long, her face was blue, her eyes were closed, and she had already passed out.

Wei Luo slowly pulled Zhao Jie's hand away and looked inside. Her eyes stayed on A Dai for a long time, and she asked, "Is she still alive?"

Zhao Jie raised his eyes and looked. Although his face was blue, since the coffin lid was opened, the girl's chest had risen and fell slightly, presumably she was still alive. He finally knew why she came here, and he realized, and was curious about the relationship between her and the girl, and said, "She's still alive."

Wei Luo put her heart down, and turned her head to look at the husband and wife at the side.

Under Zhu Geng's oppression, Lin Huilian and Bai Yang both knelt on the ground, knowing that they couldn't hide it, and began to tell their difficulties. After all, if this matter is reported to the government, it will be punished. They knew they were wrong, but they insisted on doing it. Could it be that the life of a living person is not worth the marriage of a dead person

A Dai was carried out of the coffin by Zhu Geng, and now she is lying at her feet, unconscious.

Xifu was terribly red, and the golden hairpin on Adai's hair shone brightly in the firelight. Because of the poverty of the family, the hairpin was only plated with a thin layer of gilt, which was polished to a fine point. Without warning, Wei Luo pulled out the hairpin from Adai's head, and walked towards Lin Huilian!

Lin Huilian put her hands on the ground and froze slightly when she saw this. Before he understood what was going on, he saw the little girl with cold eyes, holding up a thin golden hairpin, stabbing fiercely at the back of her hand—

She cried out in pain, and blood spattered the floor.

Ah Luo hated her hands. It was these hands that brought her back home, it was these hands that raised her up, cooked for her, and washed her clothes, and it was these hands that pushed her into the coffin, breaking all her warmth and gratitude little by little. Now she wants to use these hands to harm others, why is she so hateful? With cold eyes, Ah Luo pulled out the hairpin from her left hand, and then stabbed fiercely at her right hand, one time was not enough, there was a second time, and a third time. She wants to make her hurt, the more pain the better. She also wants to make these hands no longer able to harm others, no longer able to make silk flowers, no longer able to hold a shovel.

Lin Huilian twitched in pain and broke out in a cold sweat. She wanted to push Ah Luo away, but there was Zhu Geng threatening behind her. I was so weak that I couldn't move.

Not long after Lin Huilian passed out, Wei Luo stopped slowly holding the hairpin.

She bowed her head and remained motionless.

Zhao Jie stepped forward to pick her up, put her aside, and was about to wipe the blood splashed on her face, when he saw her eyes, he froze suddenly. There were tears in her eyes, and the big teardrops rolled down from her eye sockets, and she cried silently, as if she had suffered so much grievance and was so fragile.

Zhao Jie squatted in front of her, and said in astonishment, "Ah Luo?"

She stretched out her arms, put her arms around his neck and threw herself into his arms, crying gradually. She turned from sobbing to wailing, and warm tears flowed down his neck, as if the tears could never run out, she cried sadly and sadly.

Zhao Jie embraced her in his arms and hugged her small body. At this moment, his heart ached beyond measure.