Dou Weiqi held his breath and continued to talk in a good-tempered manner: "Second brother, forgive me, but little brother, I really can't guess which place is the most dangerous place."
Li Changming's drunken eyes were blurry, and everything he saw was in pairs of double images. He finally saw four eyes on Dou Weiqi's face, pointed at his face and kept laughing silly: "Haha, third child, you , Hahahaha, why, how come you have four eyes, Ma, Prince Ma only has three eyes!"
He slapped his thighs and laughed heartily. Dou Weiqi's forehead was full of anger, and his face was uncertain. He restrained and then restrained, and said with a smile: "Second brother has had too much wine. Let's go. I will take you back to rest."
Li Changming waved his hand and muttered: "Return, what reply? If you don't reply, I, I, have to stay here." He looked at Dou Weiqi and laughed: "Shh, you can't tell others, second brother I’m here to guard our baby, shush.”
Dou Weiqi's heart skipped a beat, but his expression did not change at all. He slowly and cautiously smiled and asked: "Second brother is saying, there is a treasure here? It's ventilated from all sides, how can the treasure be hidden here? It's too unstable. Second brother is following I'm kidding, little brother."
Li Changming couldn't stand Dou Weiqi's questioning of his authority. When he heard this, he immediately got into trouble. He broke away from Dou Weiqi's hand, staggered beside the main seat, and heavily patted the pot with only leaves and no flowers placed on the flower table. The old plum tree, the soil in the flowerpot splashed out when I photographed it: "Did you see it? Did you see it? It's in this pot, burp, there's no key."
Dou Weiqi was overjoyed and had no doubt that Li Changming had deceived him. He knew Li Changming very well. In his heart, Li Changming felt that everyone in the world was stupid and he was the only genius. However, he did not know that he had a bean-like head. , it is Li Changming himself.
After saying this, Li Changming hugged the old plum tree and held it firmly in his arms. He leaned against the food table and closed his eyes. He kept mumbling: "Oh my, hehe." , Hehe, it’s all mine.”
Dou Weiqi looked at the sky speechlessly and rolled his eyes.
Why would such a stupid person think he could protect Emperor Ming's legacy?
He stopped staring at the idiot and stared at the old plum tree for a moment. Just as he stretched out his hand, he heard a clang behind him. He was frightened and suddenly retracted his hand and turned his head to look.
Zhao Yingrong collapsed to the ground at some point and knocked over the wine jar at hand. The mellow wine flowed all over the floor and soaked his clothes.
The strong aroma of wine lingered in the hall, making Dou Weiqi, who had not drank any alcohol, feel a little tipsy.
"Brother, big brother." Dou Weiqi walked over briskly, bent down and patted Zhao Yingrong's face twice, watching as he muttered drunken words, but his eyelids seemed to be stuck and never opened.
Dou Weiqi raised his eyebrows, he was so drunk.
He stared at Zhao Yingrong, took two cautious steps back, looked around with his eyes lowered, slowly turned around, and walked towards Li Changming step by step.
To be precise, he walked towards the old plum tree in Li Changming's arms.
The night was extremely dark, and everything was quiet. The roofs made of gray tiles blended into the night. Without the moonlight and starlight, the roof tiles stained with frost exuded a dim but warm brilliance.
Several people were lying on the high eaves, their bodies blending into the night, but their heads were all sticking out, watching the activities in the hall with interest.
"Hey, Brother Wang, didn't you say that the map was packed in an iron box? Isn't it a bit difficult to bury such a big thing in the flower pot?" Bao Cheng stared at Dou Weiqi intently and asked in a low voice.
Wang Xian also said doubtfully: "Yes, I think that pot is very shallow and cannot be buried in it." He turned to look at Yao Yao: "Tell me, why does Dou Weiqi believe that the thing is buried in the flower pot?"
Yao Yao's eyes did not blink, and he followed Dou Weiqi's steps closely. He couldn't help but sigh a little: "He probably didn't know that the map was placed in an iron box, and he didn't expect that the two masters would give it to him." Digging a hole.”
Xie Mengxia was a little afraid of heights. Lying at such a high place, he wanted to look down, but was afraid to look down. He covered his face with his hands and looked down through his fingers, his voice trembling a little: "Hey, let me say, don't we think of a way to get out quickly and stay here, waiting to be blown up?"
Yao Yao was speechless: "Your Highness, do you know the way?"
"..." Xie Mengxia immediately shut his mouth and said nothing. He didn't know the road. He was under a low eaves and it was not shameful to lower his head.
Yao Yao couldn't help laughing when he saw Xie Mengxia's expression of daring to be angry but afraid to speak, but his heart sank in an instant.
She also wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly. She was also made of flesh and blood and could not withstand the power of explosives.
But she couldn't find her way out, so she kept wandering around the three-story building.
She was also thinking about the whereabouts of Da Ya in the tea shed. Among so many girls, she could not find Da Ya. Now something happened like this. If Da Ya could not be found before Zai Zi Shi, then she would be in danger on this trip. The risk is in vain.
However, under the noses of many water bandits, and with His Highness the King of Han, who had rare things to live with, she was restrained in doing things and did not dare to find a way to find people in a big way.
Until Dou Weiqi walked into the hall, she followed him by accident. By coincidence, she discovered something strange about Zhao Yingrong and Li Changming, and discovered many water bandits and Zhao Fusheng ambushing outside the hall.
It can be said that the No. 1, 2, 3 and 4 people in Qingyun Village are all gathered together. The only one who is missing is Xue Shou, who seems to have no status at all, but in fact he speaks the truth in front of Zhao Yingrong.
She can be sure that the situation in front of her is exactly a trap set by Zhao Yingrong, his son and Li Changming for Dou Weiqi, a trap that invites you to fall into the urn.
And this trap was exactly the result of Wang Xian's fueling the flames from behind.
Sure enough, there is no end to the road.
She felt that it made sense for gods and ghosts to be afraid of evil people. These few people were not good people. Even the Lord of Hell had to weigh the importance. It seemed that he did not dare to accept their harm easily, so he gave them such a Take advantage of the chaos to escape.
The four people stared intently at Dou Weiqi's movements, but Dou Weiqi took a few steps, suddenly stopped again, walked to the food table, and pretended to eat the food.
The four of them looked at each other. Dou Weiqi looked unhurried and unhurried. He was really not afraid of being blown up to ashes.
In the middle of the night, a rushing sound circled on the path covered by thorn bushes. Eight or nine hundred girls had their hands tied behind their backs and chains around their waists, walking slowly in the dark night.
The emotions of anxiety, panic, and despair gathered among the girls became more and more serious, and their walking speed became slower and slower.
Although there may not be a way to survive if you stay in the village, leaving the village means going to worship the river god, which is a lifeless road.
Dozens of water bandits were escorting the girls in front and behind them. Seeing the team moving slower and slower, the water bandits became anxious. They swung their whips impatiently and yelled: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up, hurry up. Let’s go, move quickly, I’ll send you to enjoy the happiness, you still don’t want to.”
When they heard the word "enjoy happiness", all the girls became more desperate. They didn't want to enjoy happiness, they just wanted to survive.
Da Ya moved forward slowly along with many girls. Ever since she was caught in the cottage and recovered from the despair and shock, she had been thinking of a way to escape.
Now, from the looks of it, the water bandits are taking them away from the village.
She carefully recalled the way into the mountain. After leaving the village, there were continuous mountains. As long as she could get out of the village gate, where could she not hide in such a big mountain?
She made up her mind and felt at peace, instead of being as panicked as the other girls.
While walking around in the village, Da Ya had already seen the lantern hanging high at the entrance of the village, illuminating the village gate with bright lights.
Her heart was beating wildly, and her body could not suppress a slight tremor. The shouts were suppressed in her throat, and she couldn't help shouting several times.
But she finally held back. She knew that before she walked out of the village gate, she had not yet untied the rope tied to her wrists.
Beads of sweat oozed from her palms, and she became increasingly unable to hold on to the rough rope.
She gritted her teeth tightly to stop herself from panicking, calmed down, and untied the extremely tight rope bit by bit.
Her fingernails were so painful that they almost bled, but she didn't even notice.
The rope was loosened, and she grabbed it in her hand. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the approaching gate.
"Sisters, run, run, if you don't run, you will die!!" Suddenly, a shrill cry came from the girls, and then someone fell to the ground, someone stepped on someone's foot, and someone wailed. Became flustered.
Da Ya stood there blankly, not knowing where the shout came from.
She found that her waist was loose, and the chain hanging around her waist had been loosened at some point. She hurriedly got out and looked at the girls running around.
The water bandits also reacted, their snow-white swords flashed in the night, and they kept slashing at the girls who were trying to run out of the village.
There was the muffled sound of sharp knives piercing flesh all around. Some girls screamed miserably, and some people kept falling to the ground.
The hot blood splashed onto Daya's face, which made her come back to her senses. When she looked up, she saw that bows and arrows had been set up on the high watchtower.
The sound of "swish, swish" pierced the air, and the sharp blade penetrated the deep night and penetrated the fresh flesh.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, arrows flew, screams and the sound of piercing the air were intertwined, hovering over Qingyun Village.
It was a one-sided killing. Rivers of blood flowed on the path, and the soil under the thorn bushes was dyed bright red.
You can't run to the village gate, you can't, you can't.
Da Ya squatted down holding her head, and several sharp arrows passed through her hair by her ears, piercing a section of her long hair.
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