Zhang Shaofei and his mother had just left. Wang Tianlei, Xiao Zhuge, and Guan Zhaoyun, who were both worried about ghosts, rushed to Taizhen Village with great force. They stood at the door of Zhang Shaofei's house and shouted loudly to open the door. No one answered inside.
Wang Tianlei kicked the door open with his foot, rushed in, and searched around, but found nothing.
Guan Zhaoyun said: "Zhang Shaofei must have come back, and he must have taken his mother to hide somewhere! Let's go after her!"
Like mercury pouring down the ground, they braved the pouring rain and chased towards Yunwu Mountain.
Zhang Shaofei carried his mother on his back, covered her with a large robe and a large pointed bamboo hat, and left Taizhen Village, walking through the mud on the field road towards Yunwu Mountain, taking solid and powerful steps. One step at a time, one sweat drop at a time, and one footprint at a time. A love step by step, a love step by step, no matter how windy or rainy, no matter how thick the thorns, no matter how potholes and muddy, no matter how high the mountains and steep the roads are, they can't stop him from moving forward...
Zhang Shaofei carried his mother Wang Shaoxiang on his back and walked hard in the wind and rain. As he walked, with his strong physique and perseverance, he unknowingly walked for more than two hours and came to the foot of a steep mountain col. This is The famous Fengmen Ao in Taizhen.
After Jingyu, the sun rises, bringing the sky with magnificent clouds.
The earth was washed clean by the rain, and the air became very fresh.
Birds spread their wings and fly out to look for food. As they fly through the air, they send out a series of chasing calls.
Zhang Shaofei felt that his shoulders were getting heavier and heavier, and the water flowing from his cheeks to his mouth was salty. He didn't know if it was rain or sweat. He felt more and more thirsty, and saw a lychee forest by the stream in front of him. When he got there, he took off his clothes and put Wang Shaoxiang down.
Zhang Shaofei went to the stream, drank some water, and then rested against a big lychee tree with Wang Shaoxiang.
At the moment when Zhang Shaofei wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeves, his eyes accidentally caught sight of two killers in black clothes coming from far behind. One was holding a big knife in his hand, and the other was carrying a sharp axe. Under the sunlight, those weapons reflected a cold light.
"Ah, bad! Someone is chasing me!" Zhang Shaofei's heart twitched suddenly, and he turned sideways and whispered to Wang Shaoxiang.
Although Wang Shaoxiang's eyes were dim, but he followed what Zhang Shaofei expected, and behind the blurry white curtain, he could still distinguish two killers chasing after him in the distance, and asked eagerly: "What should we do?"
Zhang Shaofei looked around and saw an old lychee tree with tangled roots deep in the lychee forest. The trunk was as thick as two people hugging each other. He suddenly had an idea and said, "Let's hide behind the old lychee tree first."
Wang Shaoxiang said anxiously: "Okay."
Zhang Shaofei immediately carried Wang Shaoxiang on his back, quickly hid behind the old lychee tree, and squatted down.
The visitor is indeed the killer pursued by "Ghost Jianchou" Wang Tianlei and "Little Zhuge" Guan Zhaoyun.
Fortunately, Zhang Shaofei, who was resting on the side of the road, had a keen eye and spotted them early and tactfully hid behind the lychee tree.
The two killers chased them to the foot of Fengmen Col and stopped. They looked up and saw that the mountain col ahead was high and steep. A rugged path wound up the mountain like a long snake, with thorns and thatch on both sides.
Guan Zhaoyun, who was holding a sharp ax, asked suspiciously: "Is Zhang Shaofei hiding in the lychee forest?"
Wang Tianlei, holding a big knife in his hand, searched the lychee forest, shook his head and said, "There's nothing inside."
Zhang Shaofei and his son were hiding behind the old lychee tree with thick branches deep in the lychee forest. The whirling and dense branches and leaves blocked the sight of the two killers, so they did not find Zhang Shaofei's mother and son.
Guan Zhaoyun turned his head and found a small village far to the right of the mountain col. He said, "It seems that Zhang Shaofei will hide there."
Wang Tianlei waved the big sword in his hand: "Okay, let's go to that village and search."
The two killers turned to the path on the right and headed towards the small village.
Seeing that there was no trace of the pursuing killer, Zhang Shaofei tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said to Wang Shaoxiang: "If we continue walking towards the main road here, they will turn back when they can't find us, so they can easily meet us. We might as well go through the lychee forest and go around the mountain trail on the left to reach Yunwu Mountain."
Wang Shaoxiang followed Zhang Shaofei's pointer and looked through the lychee forest. The mountains over there were steeper and the woods were denser. He asked, "Is there a trail leading to Yunwu Mountain over there?"
Zhang Shaofei nodded: "Well, I have walked that mountain trail several times before to collect herbs. Although the mountain is steep and very rugged, it is several miles away, past Fengmen Ao, and then up to Yunwu Mountain. .”
Wang Shaoxiang nodded and said, "In this case, we have no choice but to take the mountain trail."
Zhang Shaofei carried Wang Shaoxiang behind him again, walked through the dense lychee forest, and climbed up the mountain path on the left. The uphill road was difficult to walk. Zhang Shaofei felt that his mother was getting heavier and heavier on his back, but he gritted his teeth and moved forward step by step, sweat dripping down his cheeks.
The great maternal love allowed him to endure great difficulties and resistance, and moved forward step by step towards Yunwu Mountain.
Zhang Shaofei finally crossed Fengmen Ao with his mother on his back and came to Luodong. Here, there are many large and small stones on the roadside in the field. There is a stream gurgling by the roadside. The dark green basil on both sides is tall and dense, with small yellow and white flowers.
Walking, walking, suddenly, they heard a high and low voice shouting "help" from not far away.
Although Wang Shaoxiang was old, he heard the voice and said, "Fei'er, someone in front called for help, something must have happened."
"Yes, let's go up and take a look." Zhang Shaofei carried Wang Shaoxiang on his back and walked forward quickly.
A fat hunting dog ran towards them from the front, barking "woof, woof", then grabbed Zhang Shaofei's trousers in its mouth and dragged them forward.
Zhang Shaofei could tell that the hunting dog was well-trained, so he followed its lead and came to the path a few feet away. The half-person tall Basil was crushed to a large area, and there was a man wearing gray and black clothes. The man was lying in the basil bushes, with a bamboo pipe about a foot long stuck in his waist, and a bow and arrow a few feet away from his body. He was covering his right foot and screaming in pain. The hunting dog rushed forward, circling around him, looking up at Zhang Shaofei, and barking from time to time.
Zhang Shaofei immediately stopped, put Wang Shaoxiang down, let her sit on a big rock by the roadside, pushed aside the basil, stepped forward, and asked the man with concern: "What's the matter with you?"
The man raised his head when he heard the sound. His bronze face was now pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes showed a painful and desperate look. When he answered, his voice trembled, like a gossamer blown by the mountain wind: "I got up this morning to hunt and found a fox, so I followed it. Unexpectedly, I was bitten by a poisonous snake as soon as I chased it into the grass. Maybe I stepped on the poisonous snake with my foot."
