Jiang Qi held the Demonic Spear in his hand, and walked side by side with Ouyang Dao, carefully heading into the depths of the valley.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of them. Ouyang Dao and Jiang Qi were already prepared and immediately raised their weapons.
Ouyang Dao's flying knife flashed with silver light and was about to fly out of his hand, but he stopped it abruptly. The figure in front of him turned out to be an old man with white hair and beard, carrying firewood on his shoulders.
Jiang Qi's magic spear had already stretched out, transforming into a black dragon. The sharp tip of the spear was pressed against the chest of the old man who was chopping wood. The old man was so scared that his face turned pale, and the firewood on his shoulder rolled off and scattered all over the ground.
Jiang Qi was a little surprised. His sixth sense clearly felt that there was a demon hiding in the woods, and it turned out to be a human.
Seeing the old man’s expression of being almost frightened to death, Jiang Qi felt a little guilty. He had been very kind to humans.
In the human coalition, although everyone knew that he was Ye Feng's subordinate, different from those demons, the way they looked at him was either respectful or cautious, and some were even full of hostility.
There are not many people who trust themselves as much as Ouyang Dao.
Jiang Qi put away the magic spear and deliberately stepped back far away, for fear of scaring the old man again.
He knew that no matter how much he explained, the other party would be scared to death, and the more he explained, the worse it would be. He had encountered such embarrassing situations more than once.
So this time, he wisely avoided it and let Ouyang Dao explain.
Ouyang Dao hurried forward, tied the bundle of scattered firewood tightly with willow branches again, and brought it to the old man.
He said apologetically, "Old man, we thought you were a demon. It turns out you were cutting wood here. We almost hurt you by mistake. I'm very sorry."
The old man heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Ouyang Dao was a human.
He saw that Ouyang Dao also had half white hair. Although he looked a little old, his spirit and eyes were more energetic than those of young people. He said with great envy: "I can tell from the first glance that you are not an ordinary person. Are you a disciple of an immortal?"
Ouyang Dao smiled faintly and did not deny it.
"Old man, I want to ask, is there a military factory in this Nanyu Valley?"
The old man looked confused: "Military factory? What is it?"
"It's a factory that makes magic crystal guns. There are many human slaves inside..."
"Oh, I see. To be honest, those demons are so abominable. They also wanted to capture me and take me to the military factory, but they saw that I was too old and couldn't do much work, so they didn't capture me. I have been chopping wood in the mountains and living here all these years."
"Master, is there a military factory here?"
"Haha, even though you are a disciple of an immortal, I really want to tell you something. Look here, the mountains and forests are dense, the waterfalls are clear, and there are towering mountains and forests everywhere. Where is the military factory? The military factory you are talking about is not here. It is in the suburbs of Nanyu City in the north. They also arrested me and took me there, but they saw that I was too old, so they let me go. It's not here. You are wrong."
After saying this, the old man who was chopping wood carried the firewood on his back, humming a tune, and walked into the forest.
Seeing that the old man was very sure, Ouyang Dao and Jiang Qi were confused.
The place is picturesque with clear water and green mountains. There are waterfalls hanging in the mountains like Yinchuan. There is abundant moisture and lush greenery. How could there be any military factories
Ouyang Dao smiled bitterly and said to Jiang Qi: "Those two workers went to the new military factory blindfolded. They must have remembered the wrong direction. The new military factory does exist, but it is not in Nanyu Mountain."
"Yes, that old man has lived here for many years. He must know whether there is a military factory or not. Do we still need to go into the mountains to investigate?"
"Since General Ye sent us here, I'll investigate further. We can just take a look around and enjoy the scenery."
"Well, we have been fighting all these days. Taking a walk here and feeling the scenery of nature is a good way to have some fun in the midst of hardship."
The two men walked into the forest, but this time, they were not as nervous as before.
Since the military factory is not here, there will be no demons staying here, so we won’t encounter any fierce battle.
Ouyang Dao asked Jiang Qi curiously, "Your senses haven't been very good lately. It was clearly an old man just now, but you felt it was a demon. Haha, are you too tired recently?"
Jiang Qi also smiled awkwardly: "My sixth sense doesn't work very well. Maybe I'm really tired. From Wan Yao Ridge to Nan Yu City, we have experienced many battles, big and small. We should have a good rest."
"Once we find a new military factory, I'll ask General Ye to give you a few days off."
In the mountains and forests, the two came to a fork in the road. A gravel path stretched to the left, and a dirt path stretched to the right.
The two exchanged glances, and Ouyang Dao pointed to the left: "Since this side is paved with gravel, someone must have done it on purpose, but the path on the right is all dirt, probably leading to the wilderness."
Jiang Qi shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. Why don't we each go one way and meet here in half an hour. If anyone is in danger, we can use the whistle as a signal."
"Ok, deal."
Jiang Qi first walked towards the dirt road. He had a hunch that this dirt road might be an illusion.
Ouyang Dao took the gravel path.
Jiang Qi walked along the path for about twenty minutes. The path became more and more desolate, as if he had walked into deep mountains. Layers of smoke were rising from the woods, making the lush green forests appear misty and hazy, as if a graceful beauty, draped in a veil, was dancing in front of him.
A breeze blew by, and Jiang Qi was suddenly startled. In the lush forest and the misty smoke, there stood a woman wearing a bright red dress, revealing a pair of slender ankles.
The pink dress outlines the girl's graceful and slender figure. She turns her face to the side, gazing into the distance. Isn't that familiar silhouette the Mo Yue that he is obsessed with and heartbroken about
That pretty nose, those small bright red lips, that face as white as moonlight, and those light blue eyes like the sea.
As if she felt Jiang Qi approaching, Mo Yue gently turned her head and smiled faintly at Jiang Qi. That smile was somewhat sad, somewhat coquettish, and somewhat charming.
Jiang Qi was stunned. How could it be possible? Didn't Mo Yue jump off the cliff that day? And her body was found. He saw with his own eyes that she was put into the red coffin.
Her peerless beauty and cold body lay alone in the coffin. Her red lips were exactly the same color as the coffin, as red as blood.
The scene of that day, even though so many years have passed, is still as heartbreaking as it was yesterday.
He called out softly, as if intoxicated: "Yue'er, is it really you? You, you are not dead?"
Yue'er gently lifted the hem of her skirt. The red color of the skirt frightened him a little. It was exactly the same color as the coffin, bright red like blood.