Originally, this song by Jiu Meng was not beautiful, and had the air of an old ruffian from the market. Now Fu Yunge's voice is hoarse, making him look even more funny and vicissitudes of life.
Fu Yunge felt his chest was extremely dry. After singing once, he paused slightly and said, "Ahem, is it necessary to continue?"
Tumi was not sure now, and lowered his head to think.
Ye Feng Xunxun suddenly frowned. The forest branches rustled and many fallen leaves flew.
Fu Yunge turned around to fetch a water ladle and took a sip of cool water, which made his throat slightly moist. Anyway, there was no other way now. He just sang it one last time. If it didn't work, he had to think of another way.
However, just when he was about to clear his throat and prepare to continue, there was suddenly a strange whistling of wind in his ears and passed directly into his head.
Fu Yunge's whole body trembled as if he was electrocuted. This sound...can't be the sound of wind!
"Yes, it's Huang Ying!" He suddenly shouted excitedly.
Tumi hasn't heard it yet. Because the advancement of internal energy has enhanced Fu Yunge's five senses, it has become extremely clear to his ears.
Afraid that Huang Ying would lose his bearings, Fu Yunge quickly opened his mouth and continued singing. Although Tumi didn't quite know what happened, he was overjoyed to see him and knew that it wouldn't be a bad thing anyway.
Soon, the hovering and low-flying bird appeared in their field of vision at the same time.
"Great!" Tumi clapped his hands repeatedly when he saw that his hard work paid off.
Huang Ying also saw the two of them and immediately swooped down. Fu Yunge stretched out his arm, and Huang Ying immediately folded his wings and stepped on his elbow.
Fu Yunge stroked the yellow eagle's feathers, and the undersides of its wings were still stained with blood.
He raised his head: "In this case, let's proceed without further delay."
Tumi turned around and picked up a few large pieces of bark that had fallen from the forest trees. After all, there was no paper or pen available here. Fu Yunge nodded and drew his sword. He controlled the true energy to attach to the tip of the sword and quickly made scratches on the upper reaches of the tree bark.
Tumi was curious about the content on it, so he cautiously leaned behind him to take a look.
"We will arrive at Fenglu County in four days... We might as well meet here... to regroup." She said slowly, word by word, in a soft voice. Just as she finished reading, Fu Yunge also finished writing and sheathed her sword.
"That's good." Fu Yunge sighed, picked up the bark on the ground, found a hemp rope and tied it to Huang Ying's back.
"Where is Fenglu County?" Tumi still didn't understand and asked doubtfully.
Fu Yunge closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "We are downstream from Shuanggan Town and will pass Jiangliang City when we go down the river. The waterway is not safe now, so we will take the mountain road and we should be able to reach Fenglu County in four days."
"For the Ancient Road Wine League, they can reach this distance by carriage. Moreover, it is not far from Jinji Fengjian, and they can help each other."
Fu Yunge said, gently raising his arm to let Huang Ying fly away. The yellow eagle hovered in the low altitude for a few times, and after hooting a few times, it flew far away in the direction of the wine alliance.
Fu Yunge looked at the distant spots, gradually fading out of sight, lowered his head and sighed slightly.
All around, it was still dark.
Tumi tugged at the corner of Fu Yunge's clothes: "Then, do we want to leave now?"
Fu Yunge was in a daze for a moment, then came back to his senses. He thought for a while and made a decision: "Okay. Let's leave now."
Time is the winning ticket in their hands now. There is already little hope, and they cannot let the winning ticket continue to pass.
Tumi said "yes" obediently and went back to the shed to get the masks for the two of them. Fu Yunge clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, and his palms became sweaty without realizing it.
But at this time, in the darkness before dawn, next to the beach washed by the river were water-stained cliffs.
The river current floated slowly, washing a frail figure onto the beach.
A person on the beach heard an unusual noise and walked towards the unconscious figure. Looking at his face that was almost swollen with water, the man smiled bitterly.
He glanced at the beach not far away to the end, where there were row upon row of rocks.
"...Life should not be cut off. If you hit the cliff ahead, you will definitely die."
The man murmured lowly, tested the unconscious man's breath, and dragged him deeper into the woods.
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The morning fog in the forest is thick and intertwined with the blood mist, making it as sticky as porridge and soup.
The air is always filled with the smell of earth and the humid wind. The color of the blood mist was dull, and it was obvious that an autumn rain was coming.
Fu Yunge and Tumi walked hard through the forest. Walking through the soft soil, they also saw some strange reptiles from time to time. The two of them chopped grass to clear the way, and the process was slow.
"Take a rest, Yunge," Tumi lazily complained from behind, "Hey, let's take a rest?"
Fu Yunge had been hearing Tumi repeating it non-stop since just now, humming like a mosquito flying around his ears.
"How far we have come..." He turned around helplessly, "Okay, let's go to the front and take a break."
Tumi heard that Fu Yunge agreed and immediately burst out laughing. The mask covered her mouth, and her young eyebrows were curved like two crescents.
"Okay!" She clenched her fists, as if she was no longer tired. "Then, let's go quickly!"
Fu Yunge snickered secretly, nodded and moved on. As expected, Tumi stopped urging and followed closely behind him and hurried on.
The forest is vast and stretches endlessly among the mountains. The two people seemed extremely small as they shuttled between them, like two sparrows trapped in a maze.
The humidity was so strong that both of their clothes were soaked by suspended water stains. The sky is getting darker and darker, and it seems that an autumn rain is coming soon.
Fu Yunge climbed up a vine and swung across the deep ditch with Tumi in his arms. However, there is still a long stretch of green forest ahead, and there is no sign of the "open land" that Fu Yunge mentioned.
Tumi thought it was relatively far at first, but as she walked for so long, she began to realize that she had been deceived.
"Yunge, why haven't you arrived at the resting place yet?" she asked in a long voice, grabbing Fu Yunge's collar with her two little hands.
Fu Yunge let go of the vine. He wanted to let go of Tumi in his arms, but he didn't want Tumi to hold on to him and asked this question.
He smiled dryly in embarrassment. It seems that this little girl is not that stupid, and she noticed it so quickly.
"Ah, well..." Fu Yunge stretched out his hand to scratch his head and turned his gaze to the distance, "That one is right in front."
"Nonsense! You lied to me!" Tumi puffed out his cheeks and angrily raised his fist and smashed it on Fu Yunge's chest.
Fu Yunge raised his head, letting Tumi get angry at him. Feeling funny again, he spread his hands and said: "Okay, okay, I apologize..."
However, before he finished speaking, a drop of cool water suddenly fell on his lips.
"Ah...it's raining." Fu Yunge was stunned.
Tumi originally thought he was fooling her again, but in an instant she felt the raindrops falling.
