The night wind swirled all over the mountain, like a wandering hand, making a rustling sound among the branches and leaves everywhere.
The sound was far and near at times. The little maid shook her body and got closer to her young lady.
"Master, there are lights ahead." The driver tightened the reins, and the carriage creaked and stopped. As expected, the bonfire in front of us should be the convoy we encountered at noon.
"Keep walking and find a spot next to them for repairs."
Although they were said to be next to each other, the distance between them was actually dozens of meters away. The driver carefully observed them for a while, and then he dared to stop carefully when he saw that they were not being driven away.
Perhaps because there was someone nearby, the coachman and the maid slept very peacefully that night.
The moon was high in the sky, the faint sound of wind was swirling in the woods, and the sound of howling wild beasts could be heard in the distance. Xihe's eyelids moved and he slowly opened them.
Carefully passing by the maid who was huddled by the door, she opened the car door and felt a cold night breeze blowing over her.
Xihe rubbed his arms, jumped out of the carriage, and quietly approached the convoy.
The orange bonfire swayed in the night wind, making a crackling sound. The three men gathered their cloaks and mumbled incomprehensible words. The firelight shone on their faces, and their brown eyes shone brightly.
Glancing at the other people asleep in the carriage, Xihe squeezed the pistachios in his hand and quickly threw them out.
boom.
After three muffled sounds, a slender figure quickly ran out, knocking people out one by one quickly and steadily.
The shrill chirping of birds sounded in the forest,
Xihe jumped out of the carriage, walked to the bonfire and ruthlessly tore open a man's wrist. Sure enough, a spiral pattern appeared.
Barbarians.
She smiled, hoping that Fu Yu would like this Mid-Autumn Festival gift.
The next day, when the morning light showed, the three of them woke up from their dreams.
The little maid simply washed up as usual and started to light a fire to cook. However, the coachman glanced in the direction of the convoy from time to time, and finally walked to Xihe hesitantly: "Master, there has been no movement in the convoy since I woke up in the morning. Logically speaking, they are not carrying the goods. This is how it should be. You see..."
"No movement?" Xihe looked at him in surprise, and then looked at the motorcade from a distance. There was indeed no movement in the motorcade, only the horses wagging their tails and grazing.
She stood up, pursed her lips, and said, "Let's go take a look."
The three of them approached the motorcade, and the first person who noticed something was wrong was the groom. The guards in black clothes were slumped on the ground and on the carriage as if they were dead, motionless.
He felt something was wrong in his heart and hurriedly stopped Xihe: "Wait, Master!"
"Huh?" Xihe stopped.
The coachman took a deep breath, suppressed his trembling hands, and swallowed: "I'll go take a look first."
As he spoke, he slowly walked over on tiptoes.
"Little, miss..."
The little maid grabbed Xihe's sleeve and followed the driver's movements with her eyes. Her face was full of fear and she was shaking.
"Hey! Wake up."
The coachman shook the man sitting next to the carriage. The strong man suddenly tilted his body and fell to the ground with a grunt.
"ah!"
The driver was stunned for a moment, then screamed and ran over.
"ah!"
Xihe was dragged towards the carriage by the panicked little maid.
Turning to look at the fallen shoe, Xihe regretted that he had done it too early.
Half an hour later,
Xihe was sitting on the front carriage, holding the reins in his hand and slapping the horse's butt. Behind him was a long motorcade.
The coachman was sitting at the back, looking at the unconscious guards in the carriage, his face was broken, what is the master doing? Taking advantage of the situation?
Little maid? Already fainted from fright.
