Han Changmu nodded understandingly.
Qiu Fu suddenly made a purring sound in his throat, and the hand pressing on his chest fell softly, his head tilted, but his eyes widened.
Han Changmu didn't say anything. He knew the meaning of Qiu Fu's last action, but in full view of the public, he would not do anything.
The Yulin Army and the water bandits had calmed down from the huge change. Some of the water bandits with quick reactions even chased in the direction where the arrows were fired.
The Yulin Army looked at Qiu Fu, who had lost all breath, and couldn't help but sigh. It's not necessarily true that they have deep affection for Qiu Fu, the commander, but from here to there, they would still inevitably die.
Not long after, the water bandit who had chased him turned back and shook his head towards Han Changmu, obviously finding nothing.
This result was also expected by Han Changmu. These people were obviously well prepared. Their purpose was to kill Qiu Fu and silence him after the incident was exposed. All the cold arrows were aimed at Qiu Fu alone. They were fully prepared. Under this, there is absolutely no possibility of failure.
After a hit, these people must have left immediately, leaving no clues for them to pursue.
Han Changmu did not dwell on the fruitless matter, waved his hand and said: "Carry Commander Qiu and go down the mountain first."
The group of people continued to rush down the mountain. As soon as they turned the corner, they bumped into Leng Linjiang. His hair bun fell apart as he ran. When he saw Han Changmu, he almost cried out and said breathlessly: "Jiu, Jiuzhao, no, it's not good, your highness, your highness and A Yao fell off the cliff!!"
"What, who fell off the cliff!" Han Changmu's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed Leng Linjiang's lapel: "Tell me again, who fell off the cliff!"
Leng Linjiang panted heavily and swayed violently. He held Han Changmu's hand before he could stand steady: "Your Highness, He, and A Yao fell, fell off the cliff!"
Han Changmu immediately turned pale and almost went crazy with anxiety. He grabbed Leng Linjiang's lapel and dragged him forward: "Tell me, where is it? Quick, take me there!"
Leng Linjiang staggered and stumbled forward: "Right, right in front, right in front."
After hearing these words, the Yulin Army and the water bandits looked at each other. Did they hear it correctly? It was His Highness the King of Han who fell off the cliff? If he died, would they still be alive?
If a saint dies and his son dies, will they all be martyred together?
They didn't dare to think deeply. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that their lives were in danger, so they hurriedly chased Han Changmu.
Maybe since they found the body of His Highness the King of Han, the saint might reward them with a whole body.
The mountain wind was howling on the cliffside, and a very long pulling trace was drawn across the ground. A shoe fell to the ground, covered with dust.
Gu Chen and several injured people were lying on the ground, their lives and deaths unknown. Only one Zhao Fusheng walked anxiously back and forth on the edge of the cliff. He wanted to jump off several times, but he didn't have the courage.
Besides, it would be useless for him to jump off. He was not a god on such a deep cliff, and he would only be shattered into pieces if he jumped.
At this moment, a burst of messy and rapid footsteps came from behind like a life-saving straw. Zhao Fusheng turned around and saw the person coming, and fell to his knees with a plop. It was obvious that he was on the verge of collapse: "My lord, your lord, your highness, your highness." It fell!"
Han Changmu glanced at the bottomless cliff and felt dizzy for a while. He steadied himself and asked sternly: "What's going on, Yun Gui, what's going on?"
Leng Linjiang almost cried. His face was frighteningly white: "Just, when we got here, the man named Du Feng suddenly rushed out like crazy, held His Highness hostage, yelled that he had lost something, and he couldn't survive anyway, just We simply pulled someone on his back, and before we could react, he dragged His Highness off the cliff. A Yao reacted quickly and grabbed His Highness's legs, but that Du Feng was really a lunatic. Not only did he drag His Highness He went down, and he also dragged A Yao down." He stamped his feet on the edge of the cliff, talking and crying: "Look, look, it's right here, it's from here, it's this!"
Han Changmu leaned over and took a look. Two strips of cloth were hung on the rocks on the cliff, fluttering in the wind. They were the same color as the girl's clothes that Xie Mengxia changed into today.
Several small, slender trees leaning out from the cliff were broken by something unknown, leaving uneven sections on their branches.
Layers of clouds and mist lingered endlessly under the cliff, completely covering the invisible bottom of the cliff. It was impossible to see what the situation at the bottom of the cliff was like.
Han Changmu's heart also sank to the bottom of the cliff. He no longer had any hope for a good outcome, but they couldn't just return to the capital like this. At least they wanted to see people alive and corpses dead.
He suppressed his grief-stricken mind and turned to ask Zhao Fusheng: "Are there any good people in the village who can climb over the cliff?"
Zhao Fusheng nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I will go and count the people now."
Han Changmu turned around and asked the Yulin Army: "Besides Commander Qiu, who else here is in charge?"
The Yulin army was quiet for a moment, and then a tall man stepped out from the crowd and bowed humbly: "My lord, this is a humble position."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"
The man lowered his head: "My humble position is An Qing, the general bannerman of Zuoyu Lin Army."
Han Changmu looked at the man named An Qing carefully. He looked powerful and honest and loyal, but he didn't know if he was the same on the outside.
He said calmly: "Go and count the Yulin Army and tell them that anyone who finds His Highness will be exempted from crime."
An Qing was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood Han Changmu's intention. Also, I don't know how big the cliff is, and I don't know if there is any danger hidden under it. It is perfect to use these guilty bodies as pawns to explore the way. .
But even if they are dissatisfied or resentful about this matter, this is the only way they can choose.
An Qing made a choice in an instant, said yes, and quickly turned around to make arrangements.
In just a moment, the water bandits who were good at climbing and the Yulin army who had no way to go lined up on the edge of the cliff.
Some of the crowds were eager to try it, while others were anxious. It looked spectacular.
Han Changmu looked solemn and sighed softly: "Anyone in Qingyun Village who finds His Highness the King of Han or anyone else will be heavily rewarded. Anyone in the Yulin Army who finds His Highness the King of Han or anyone else will be exempted from guilt."
These words gave reassurance to the water bandits who wanted to take the lead and the Yulin soldiers who wanted to escape guilt. After Han Changmu gave the order, these people climbed down the cliff with ropes tied around their waists.
The leading end of the rope is nailed deeply to the edge of the cliff, and another group of people is responsible for guarding it to prevent the rope from loosening and causing unnecessary damage.
Not long after, all the water bandits and Yulin troops descended to the middle of the cliff, and their figures were gradually obscured by the white clouds.
Han Changmu stared at it for a moment, then turned around and walked to Qiu Fu. He groped carefully in his left sleeve and found a delicate pouch, but he didn't open it and just stuffed it into his lapel.
He walked back to the cliff and said to Zhao Fusheng: "Tie a rope for me too."
Upon hearing this, Leng Linjiang and Zhao Fusheng's expressions changed, and they both shouted.
"Kyuchao."
"grown ups."
Han Changmu said calmly: "It doesn't matter. I won't be able to rest assured if I don't go down and look for it myself."
Leng Linjiang's face was also heavy: "Okay, I'll go down with you."
Han Changmu held Leng Linjiang's shoulders, shook his head, and said firmly: "You stay here."
Leng Linjiang was stunned for a moment.
Han Changmu continued: "You stay and watch these people." He then briefly talked about the attack after taking down Qiu Fu, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know how many people are watching here in the dark, you stay , I feel relieved."
Leng Linjiang nodded in dilemma.
"Young man, go ahead. Your skills are not bad. I will accompany you down together." Zhao Fusheng weighed the pros and cons and said firmly.
Han Changmu glanced at Zhao Fusheng indifferently, nodded slightly, and cupped his hands towards Leng Linjiang and Li Changming: "In that case, Lao Yungui and the second master will take care of us here."
The two of them saluted back. Even though they knew that going down to the bottom of the cliff was extremely difficult and dangerous, they couldn't say anything to stop them.
Han Changmu and Zhao Fusheng tied the rope, Leng Linjiang and Li Changming checked it carefully in person, and picked a few water bandits to follow. The group of people carefully climbed down the cliff and climbed down bit by bit. .
Han Changmu had climbed a cliff with Du Feng before. He was somewhat familiar with such cliffs and climbed very steadily step by step.
What he couldn't figure out was how and when Du Feng escaped from that cliff, and whether Li Sheng's poisoning had anything to do with Du Feng.
Being in the clouds and mist, surrounded by a vast expanse of white, only Zhao Fusheng's figure could be vaguely visible.
Han Changmu also thought about how he would explain to the saint if he could not find Xie Mengxia at the bottom of the cliff, but if he found Xie Mengxia who was dead, how he would explain it to the saint after returning to the capital.
His heart was broken into many petals, and more and more complicated things were piling up, and he felt that his heart was not strong enough.
After an unknown amount of time, the clouds and mist gradually dissipated. The white mist was so light that it was almost invisible, and the lush green vines and branches all around were clearly visible.
There were shouts from under the feet, all calling His Royal Highness the King of Han and Yao to join the army. These voices were heard clearly and far away at the bottom of the empty cliff.
Han Changmu felt relieved. This cliff was not as unfathomable as he imagined. It was just that most of it was covered by clouds and mist, which made his judgment wrong.
If this depth is used, and the branches protruding from the cliff will reduce some of the force of the fall, the person who falls is not completely lifeless.
Of course, whether the person who fell can survive depends on what the situation is like at the bottom of the cliff.
If the bottom of the cliff is full of huge rocks, then he can only hope for happiness.
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