On the other side, Dongfang Shiming and his two men, who had just escaped from danger, were stumbling forward in the jungle at the bottom of the mountain.
Dongfang Shiming's abdomen was bleeding profusely. In addition, he had protected Jia Qian from the stones and wattle grass when he rolled down. At this moment, his whole body was covered with bruises and he was extremely weak.
Jia Qian helped him walk slowly step by step, their steps were extremely heavy.
Dongfang Shiming's abdomen had been simply bandaged with gauze by Jia Qian, but he was still unable to restrain himself. The bright red blood quickly soaked into his clothes. When Jia Qian saw this, tears welled up in his eyes. He choked with sobs and said, "Brother Xian, you can't die..."
Dongfang Shiming chuckled weakly and said: "It's okay, I still...can't die."
"They won't give up yet..." Dongfang Shiming leaned close to Jia Qian's ear and whispered, "You can place me in a hidden place first, and you can get away quickly. At this speed, I am... a drag you."
"Nonsense." Jia Qian sniffed, raised his head and said, "Who am I, Jia Qian? Even if I don't have the ability, I can't do such an unkind and unjust thing."
Hearing what he said, Dongfang Shiming smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly.
The two of them walked slowly through the valley, from morning to afternoon. Although hungry and sleepy, Jia Qian still held on to his body and helped Dongfang Shiming move forward.
The morning fog has gradually dissipated, and the glow shines from behind the clouds. The valley under the setting sun, whether it is a bright red or a golden sky, is vividly revealed here.
The openings and closings of the rocks on both sides stretch to the sky, and even the weeds along the road are covered with a layer of blurred color.
"It's so good..." Dongfang Shiming murmured as he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky full of red clouds.
Jia Qian nodded. However, he was not in the mood to look at the sunset. Instead, he said worriedly to himself: "They should not be able to find us."
Dongfang Shiming looked back and smiled faintly.
"Life is what I want, and righteousness is what I want. You can't have both. It's the one who sacrifices life for righteousness." He recited softly. After reciting, he asked Jia Qian jokingly: "Brother Jia, you see what the saint said makes sense. What do you think?"
Jia Qian paused slightly. He then shook his head quickly: "Stop talking about that...I just hope...that we can survive well."
Dongfang Shiming heard the emotion in his tone, and it seemed that it was indeed different from his usual cowardice. It seems that experiencing such hardships has indeed changed a lot for him.
Yes. Dongfang Shiming's lips curled into an imperceptible smile. He believed that they would not die yet, at least, before returning to Fenglu County.
Although the two were exhausted, they never dared to stop. Until night came and the mountain road was rugged and difficult to navigate, the two of them hid in a patch of grass and sat down to take a breather.
"It seems that lighting a fire is not possible. How will we survive tonight..." Dongfang Shiming murmured.
His wound finally managed to stop the bleeding, but he was now very weak due to excessive blood loss.
Jia Qian gave him a drink of the water that was filled by the stream. When he took the kettle, Jia Qian could clearly feel Dongfang Shiming's hands shaking slightly.
Dongfang Shiming returned the kettle to him, and Jia Qian also raised his head and took a few sips, as if hoping to keep his mind clear with cold water. Dongfang Shiming looked at him through the dark and hazy outline, feeling pleased with his change.
"Isn't it quite exciting...?" Dongfang Shiming asked him jokingly.
Jia Qian screwed on the lid and put the kettle back into the cage. He sighed: "It's not exciting. If I can still go back alive, I will never dare to take this road again."
"Memories, why don't you go?" Dongfang Shiming changed to a more comfortable position and put his elbows behind his head. "After a long time, you can often bring your children to visit here and tell them that you were I also had a legendary experience here. With another uncle.”
Above the head is the bright starry sky, with large and small star points shining faintly. The extremely vast and open night sky is like an extremely deep funnel, and every inch of breath is connected to it, clear and moist.
The wind blew through the grass, caressing it like an invisible hand, making the two people lying on the grass extremely comfortable.
"Are you saying how coward I was back then? Forget it...I'm not good at making up stories."
Jia Qian raised his head against the wind, and his tone seemed to have tears rolling in his throat.
Dongfang Shiming didn't answer him immediately. However, he also knows that Jia Qian has actually had a hard time along the way. As an ordinary scholar, he has achieved his own sublimation along the way. What matters is the "process".
After thinking about it, Dongfang Shiming planned to speak. But at this moment, a noisy and terrifying footsteps suddenly came from a distance!
Jia Qian and Dongfang Shiming both changed their colors. How could there be such movement in a valley like this? It was 90% Leng Wushuang's subordinates who were chasing him.
And if you listen carefully to the noise of footsteps, you can roughly tell that there may be dozens of people coming.
"No!" Jia Qian turned over and picked up the cage, intending to help Dongfang Shiming up quickly, and the two continued to run away.
In the darkness, it was impossible to tell where the figures were approaching from. All they could hear was the sound of footsteps approaching from far away, like the rumble of war drums. Jia Qian noticed that Dongfang Shiming had his eyes closed and did not act immediately. When he was about to ask a question, he heard him say in a deep voice: "It's too late."
Sure enough, just as Dongfang Shiming said, they could no longer run.
Soon, those figures in the dark night gathered around them, densely packed, and quickly built a dark wall around them.
"Ah this..." Jia Qian was shocked and dumbfounded.
Suddenly, from the periphery of the human wall, a familiar voice came: "You, you can't fly!"
