Qin Ming continued on his way after dawn, avoiding all the spirit monsters and hunting teams that could be avoided, and also avoiding the occasional mercenary team. He was working hard on his way, and he was also trying to adapt to the forest environment.
Two days later, he crossed the area of the officiant mountains, rushed deep into the denser and more dangerous forest, and rushed all the way to Daqing Mountain.
The further you go, the more dangers you will encounter, and you will see some weird spirit monsters.
He met a mysterious white deer, glanced at it, and disappeared into the dense forest; met a giant monster more than ten meters high, running wildly in the ancient deep mountains; also saw more than ten black apes worshiping the moon in the middle of the night and even I have seen strange monsters flying clouds and raining in the rivers and rivers.
Qin Ming persevered in danger and also adapted to the survival of the forest.
On the eighth day of the hunting event, he finally came to Daqingshan!
This is a mountain cluster located in the northeast of Yunluo Forest, and it is also a large mining area, stretching for 20 to 30 kilometers.
There are five large-scale mines distributed, providing Qing Yunzong with an astonishing amount of spar every year. Part of it is used for the cultivation of Qingyun Sect disciples, and part is used to exchange other precious spiritual herbs or elixirs to the outside world.
Before Qin Ming got close to Daqing Mountain, he could feel the hot atmosphere in the mining area from a distance.
More than 200,000 laborers work day and night, providing Qing Yunzong with abundant resources. They were all from Lei Ting Ancient City. They had a happy and prosperous life, enjoying comfort and peace. Because of the accident that year, they were reduced to miners and worked hard in this isolated mining area.
Eight years! Eight years!
Qin Ming stood on the top of the mountain, watching silently, suddenly a little afraid to approach, not wanting to see the tragic scene.
What the hell happened eight years ago? Qin Ming actually didn't know until now.
"Because the tribute given to Qingyunzong from Leiting Ancient City was robbed, the Great Elder of Qingyunzong was punished by wrath." This was the explanation Tuwei gave him at the beginning, but now that he thinks about it, it must not be that simple.
Qin Ming climbed to the high mountain ahead, hid in the canopy of trees, waited for the night to fall, and was also secretly alert to the danger that might appear at any time. In the dense forest around the mining area, there are a lot of ghosts and mercenaries. They all covet the precious crystals inside, and occasionally they will force their way into the mining area to rob, or loot the team that escorted the crystals away.
That's why Daqingshan has its own guard team, some from Qing Yunzong's disciples, and some from Tuwei's own guard team, who are warriors selected from the city residents. The escort team led by Tuwei has a low status and heavy tasks. While working hard to protect the suffering people, they also have to patrol outside, facing the threat of spirit demons and bandits.
late at night!
Qin Ming counted the time, left the mountain, and approached the mining area carefully.
He had never been here before, but the map given by Caiyi described the layout of the mining area in detail.
There is a luxurious manor in the east of the mining area. It is the residence of the elders in charge and the main warehouse of the spar mine. It is heavily guarded. There are at least a hundred disciples of the Qingyun Sect in the town, and they also raise the powerful spirit monsters transferred from the Qingyun Sect. .
The place Qin Ming was going to was the small courtyard next to the manor, and the map marked the residence of their Qin family.
The map Caiyi made is very detailed and thoughtful, listing the patrol routes and time points of the guard team.
Qin Ming carefully sneaked into the mining area, safely avoiding everyone, and approached the yard next to the manor.
The place here is simpler than imagined. There are houses made of stones and wood, arranged in a compact arrangement, very quiet, and there is no bright light. I don’t know if everyone is asleep or there is no one there.
Qin Ming climbed over the wall and came in, standing in the shadow, looking at the dark yard, not knowing what to do.
Thinking about the grand and majestic city lord's mansion back then, and looking at the simple and dilapidated courtyard now, he felt a sense of loneliness. Although he knew that his relatives had had a bad life these past few years, he still felt very uncomfortable standing here.
where is uncle
where is aunt
Is my sister there
And other cousins, relatives...
Do you want to wake them up? Qin Ming's hands tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened.
Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside, as if someone was coming here.
"Are you back?" Qin Ming hurriedly arranged his clothes, calmed down, and tried to smile.
Boom! The courtyard door was pushed open roughly, and a group of people walked into the courtyard holding torches.
"Qin Ying! Qin Ying! Get up!"
"Dare to be lazy and sleep before midnight?"
"The young master asked you to accompany him for a drink, hurry up."
A man yelled loudly, and the people who followed were slamming the wall and beating their weapons.
They wore high-quality embroidered robes and Qing Yunzong's belt badges, and they had a domineering attitude.
Candles were lit in the stone houses, and people pushed open the door sleepily. Each stone house was not big, but there were more than ten people living there, all of them were women, from children to old people, watching with fear and anger The disciples of Qingyun Sect.
"It's early in the morning, why do you want to accompany them?" An old woman walked out with a cane and looked at them angrily.
"Smelly old woman, you have a lot of things to do, hurry up, where is Qin Ying? The young master misses her." The man smirked.
"No! Qin Ying is already asleep!"
"Don't go? It's easy to handle! The old rules, tomorrow, all the miners in the five major mines will process for an hour, and they will be given a bottle of water and a piece of dry food. Oh, by the way, the east is not stable recently, and some mercenaries are making trouble. Would you like Arrange more of your guards to go over and have a look?"
"You...shameless!" The old woman coughed angrily, pounding the ground with her cane.
The other women were very angry, but they were all numb, and no one dared to resist.
"Auntie, I'll go." A thin girl walked out from behind the woman. Her face was haggard and she looked very tired. She tried her best to smile and comforted other relatives.
aunt
Is she an aunt
Qin Ming looked at the vicissitudes of the old man in disbelief, two tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and his jaw twitched tremblingly.
This old man is an aunt
She is obviously less than fifty years old!
In my memory, she was graceful, luxurious, and beautiful, how...how could...
The girl changed her clothes, gave everyone a reassuring smile, and followed the disciples of Qingyun Sect to leave the small courtyard.
The people in the courtyard were very worried, but they had no strength to resist. They could only watch Qin Ying being taken away.
The woman tapped the ground lightly with her cane. "Go and inform Tuwei! That bastard of Qing Yunzong is worried and kind!"
The girl is Qin Ming's younger sister, Qin Ying! She is two years younger than Qin Ming, and she is already slim, pretty and refined, with a delicate body. It's just that long-term hard work has made her complexion dull and her mental state is very poor.
She was brought into the luxurious manor next door, her hands clenched subconsciously, and her eyes were full of tension and vigilance.
In the depths of the manor, in a wide courtyard, there is a scene of extravagance and affluence.
The sound of the piano is rustling, agile and crisp.
A group of dancers are dancing, with enchanting posture and light gait.
Every woman is wearing revealing clothes, with a white tube top and trousers inside, and a thin red gauze outside, presenting their perfect figures to outsiders.
There are many Qing Yunzong disciples inside and outside the courtyard, admiring their graceful figures without any restraint.
Although they dance lightly, like willows in the wind, their faces are expressionless, and their eyes are full of fatigue.
There are large tables, tables, and reclining chairs in the yard, and a boy under the age of twenty is reclined there, holding a delicate flagon in his hand, shaking his head drunkenly. There were a few pretty girls kneeling beside him, shaking his feather fan and massaging his legs. He half-closed his eyes and enjoyed the beauty in front of him.
"Master, Qin Ying is here." The disciples of the Qingyun Sect brought Qin Ming to the yard, and they were not in a hurry to leave, they all greedily admired the swaying dancing girl.
"Little Yinger, go take a shower first and change your clothes." The young man smiled and hooked Qin Ying's hand.
"What did you ask me to do?" Qin Ying was filled with grief and indignation every time she saw the scene in the courtyard. These women used to be maids of her Qin family, who were only in charge of daily life, but now they were reduced to dancers, doing shameful things.
"What? What did you say. You are the maid of the manor, and I am the owner of the manor. If I ask you to come, you must come. If I ask you to do it, you must do it."
"Leng Yuliang, our Qin family are employees of the manor, not your slaves."
"Talk this to the Great Elder, it's useless to yell at me. I don't care what happened to your Qin family, or what your identities are, I just know...you have to listen to me now." Leng Yuliang staggered Stand up and walk towards Qin Ying drunkenly. This little girl deliberately didn't modify herself, she looked very ordinary, but he could tell that she was a beauty embryo, and she... hehe... began to develop.
I like this kind of green and half-ripe fruit.
"What are you going to do?" All the girls playing the piano and dancing stopped, stopped in front of Qin Ying, and protected their young lady.