The mountain peak he was on was not very high, but standing halfway up the mountain, he was still condescending. So after seeing the firelight, I turned my face and looked further away, and gradually found that there were still some dots of light moving slowly in a line. I roughly estimated that there were nearly a hundred people.
That should be the road leading to Zhangshan Mountain. Judging from the speed at which the firelights move, they must be galloping.
Then it should not be someone from Kongminghui, but someone from Fuzhi Yamen. Although the Kongming Society is powerful, most of them are ordinary people, and the ones who can use so many horses are the government troops in the city - at least mainly the government troops.
Li Bochen said hello secretly, turned around and walked back to the cave. He first stuffed Sui Ziang's mouth and then dragged him further inside. The bonfire crackled in the stone stove where horsemeat was smoked, and it was in the stone path. Even if someone shouted at the foot of the mountain, he couldn't hear it.
Then he tore off the remaining part of his robe and wrapped the severed hand and wooden sign. Then I tried to move my left arm and felt a sharp pain. He felt relieved and knew that this arm could never be lost, so he walked out of the cave and jumped off the stone platform.
It looked like it wasn't that far away when we were halfway up the mountain, but it took us three hours to actually walk through the forest to the light of the fire at night. He stopped on a mountain ridge and heard the shouts echoing in the forest getting louder and louder. Those people shouted "Sui Gongzi".
At this time, the people searching the mountain were already widely separated. Most of them were in pairs, with each group separated by nearly a hundred steps. It was difficult to walk at night, and we were afraid of causing wildfires during this season, so the search progress was very slow, and even half of the main peak of Zhangshan Mountain had not yet been found. According to this method of searching, it is absolutely impossible to find his hiding place.
Li Bochen stood behind a tree and observed carefully, and found the outermost group. The two men were indeed wearing the soft armor of the soldiers and had knives at their waists. One person held a torch, and the other put his hand to his mouth and hissed feebly: "Young Master Sui——"
Don't blame them for not doing things carefully. I shouted for three hours in the mountains during the winter night. Even if the two of them took turns, my voice became hoarse. The two men walked for a while and then sat down to rest. Li Bochen tiptoed in the night and got closer to more than ten steps away, and heard the two people talking.
The short one said: "It's just a matter of fact. I can't tell you where to go and be happy. He's a young man, who dares to touch him? I heard he's a cultivator, and wild beasts can't hurt him."
The tall one took out a piece of cake from his arms and broke it into pieces. While eating, he said, "Okay, let's take a rest and then walk."
After being silent for a while, he swallowed his food and said, "This is a light job for us. My uncle and nephew are serving as soldiers in the north. I don't believe them these days. Maybe they are all gone."
The short one held half of the cake in his hand, sighed, and then said after a while: "Oh, yes."
The two of them ate their food in silence, took off their water bladders, took a few sips of water, and stood up with a sigh.
It seemed that these two people didn't know what happened in the mountains, so Li Boxen felt relieved. When the two of them reached the foot of the mountain ridge, he quietly walked around in front of them and hid behind an old tree. The short one holding the torch went first. As soon as he stuck his head out, Li Bochen kicked his foot and a stone hit his ankle. The man groaned and was about to fall down. Li Bochen grabbed his torch and hit him behind the head.
The man didn't even look at him and passed out on the ground.
The man behind didn't know what was going on at this time. He took a step forward and was about to speak when Li Boxen put his finger on his throat and said, "Don't make any sound."
He was wearing blood-stained clothes, his hair was in a mess, and his face looked like a ghost when illuminated by the flickering firelight. The tall man was stunned for a moment, with panic on his face, and he subconsciously wanted to scream. Li Bochen moved the finger that was resting on his throat forward, and the man swallowed his words with a murmur.
But he still didn't calm down, so he took two steps back, clutched his throat and fell to the ground, staring.
Li Bochen also knelt down and approached him: "Don't be afraid, I won't cause you any trouble, I just ask you to give me something."
The tall man was stunned for a while, and then he nodded repeatedly, ah, ah, twice.
Li Boxen took out the cloth bag from his arms, weighed it and said, "I am the commander of Wuliang Army, and my name is Li Boxen. I want you to give this to Zhangcheng Mansion to govern Sui Yilian, do you understand?"
At this time, the man finally managed to speak out and nodded repeatedly: "Ming, I understand."
"Repeat that."
"You are...Li...Li..."
"Li Bochen."
"Yes... you are Li Boxen. This, this baggage, is for Sui Yilian."
Li Bochen nodded and handed the bundle to him, and the man hurriedly reached out to take it. He seemed to feel cold after taking it. After taking a look, he saw blood on his hand and his body trembled again.
Li Boxen said: "Brother, you are in big trouble now. To be honest with you, there is one of Sui Ziang's hands inside."
The man's face immediately turned pale and he almost dropped the cloth bag.
Li Bochen added: "I am not a kidnapper, nor a villain, but Mr. Sui's life is in your hands now. Wait for him to wake up later, tell him that he fell unconscious, and then continue to look for people in the mountains. When you go back , and then find another opportunity to hand it over to Sui Yilian."
"Remember my words and do as I say. Do your job and you'll be fine. If something goes wrong, or if you just throw it away and show it to someone else out of fear of getting into trouble, trouble will come. Fuck you."
The man didn't seem to know what to say at this moment, so he could only nod his head. Even though it was a winter night, there was sweat on my forehead. Seeing him like this, Li Bochen sighed in his heart. First he cut off Sui Zi'ang's hand, and then he pulled the soldier in. He failed to do both things satisfactorily. But things have come to this, and he has no choice but to be a villain. Fortunately, if this person listens to his words, the people in charge of the government office will not make things difficult for him, and maybe they will give him some reward to keep him quiet.
He handed the torch to the man again and stood up. Just as he was about to fly back into the darkness, he suddenly saw the sky light up and the light shine!
For a moment, he suspected that the leader of the Zhangcheng Assembly had used some magical power to make the day look like daytime. But the next moment I looked up at the sky, I saw a flash of lightning!
All lightning is fleeting. Even if it stays for a longer time, it will bend, spread, and change shape. But the one that appears now in Zhang Mountain is straight - rushing down from an unknown height on the zenith, like a pillar supporting the heaven and earth.
When Li Bochen raised his eyes to look at it, it had not disappeared yet. Instead, it seemed that shock waves were blasting downwards along the light pillar one after another. He immediately realized that the "eighty-one thunder punishments" mentioned by Zhang Shanjun were coming.
The lightning was silent, but there was a roar in Li Boxen's heart. He used the Heavenly Punishment technique in the morning, but the lightning caused by that technique was nothing compared to the thunder pillar in front of him. It would take hundreds or thousands of them combined to be worth it. just in case.
Is this... the power of the spiritual god in the netherworld?
