After Zheng Xingxing left, he returned to his base and immediately called his retainers into the mountain. He said to them: "The reward Yu Fengxing left before leaving is quite high. Needless to say, the reward is high. The key is that half of the stolen goods can be used to share the profits. Everyone, hurry up and enter the mountain, and be sure to catch Wu Sheng and Dongzhan before Luo Lingfu and Chang Zisheng!"
The disciples accepted the promise with a bang, went into the mountain in the rain, and began to search intensively.
At the same time, Chang Xingxing was also encouraging his subordinates: "After the stolen goods are recovered, 20% will be yours. You can think about it carefully. The female thief Tao Hua's stolen goods have not been found yet. How much is this?"
A retainer under his command said: "There are also Wu thieves..."
Chang Xingxing knew how Wu Sheng entered the list of thieves, but there was no need to explain it to the disciples in detail: "Anyway, you guys must hurry up. I expect Zheng Jianzi will be desperate. He has more than dozens of beautiful concubines in Xinzheng, and the expenses are huge." , it is impossible to miss such a good opportunity!"
While the Zheng and Chang disciples entered the mountain in large numbers, Wu Sheng sneaked back to Longdan Cliff with Master Dong Bamboo.
Wu Sheng urged: "Let's go!"
When the matter came to a close, Master Dongsun hesitated. He had repeatedly urged him to go down the mountain before. Although Shimen did not go down because he took his advice, the tragedy that resulted still lingers in his mind: "Businessman, How about… take a look again?”
Wu Sheng paused and asked, "Did you notice anything unusual?"
Master Dong Bamboo's eyes were slightly red: "I didn't take it too seriously last time..."
Wu Sheng confirmed: "Did you find any abnormalities?"
Master Dongsun shook his head: "Not yet, but I'm worried... Why don't we go down the mountain in another place? Shimen and Taohua both died here. This way is blocked, layman..."
Wu Sheng said decisively: "You are right to think so. They think that we dare not take this road again, so we just try it again. This is called getting up wherever you fall!"
Master Dongzhan was about to cry: "I have only heard of repeating the same mistakes. How can I step into a trap even though I know it is a trap? Where do you fall and get up? Then what? Fall again?"
Wu Sheng was angry that he wouldn't argue, and said earnestly: "It's already a lucky break if it happens once. It can't happen twice in a row. If it hits someone's pocket twice, then I'll accept it. You saw it just now. Originally, it hit someone's pocket." A bunch of people on duty below have all dispersed just now. Did they predict that we would still come here and deliberately put on a show for us? Impossible!"
With that said, he no longer paid attention to Master Dongzhu's resistance, grabbed his collar, poured his true energy into his feet, and jumped down despite the heavy rain.
When I got to the bottom of the cliff, I hid in the rocks and bushes to observe for a while, and then said to the Winter Bamboo Master: "Follow closely...run!"
With a sharp waist, he rushed out first.
This was a desperate effort, and he ran beyond his highest level. With every step he took, he leaped forward a few feet, splashing water, quickly passed through the open space outside the gap, and penetrated into the dense forest ahead.
Master Dong Bamboo picked up the stone in front of him, only his face was exposed, and he looked nervously into the dense forest. After waiting for a while, Wu Sheng leaned out half of his body from the dense forest and waved to him frequently.
Master Dongsun took a deep breath and clenched his fists. He wanted to run across the open space like Wu Sheng, but he couldn't take that step. He was so anxious that he slapped himself several times and hid behind the stone with his head in his hands. His whole body was shaking like chaff.
While he was crying, a strong force came from his collar, and Master Dongzhan jumped into the air, but Wu Sheng came back, holding him in his hand and running away.
Master Dongzhu cried loudly, with tears streaming down his face. The tears were mixed with the rainwater, as well as snot and saliva.
Rushing into the forest, Wu Sheng did not stop and continued to carry the winter bamboo shoots to escape. There were dense vines in the forest and the mud was slippery. Wu Sheng did not know how many times he fell and looked like a clay figure. The same is true for Master Dong Bamboo.
After running for two or three miles in one breath, the forest suddenly came to an end. There was a deep stream in front of it. The water in the stream was turbid and swollen, and it surged towards the north. The sound of the water was like the roar of a giant dragon.
This should be the river that Shimen said went straight to the outside of the mountain, so he rushed out without stopping. There was a "pop" sound and the two of them fell into the water together.
Wu Sheng and Master Dongsun tumbled several times in the water before they surfaced. Although they floated to the surface, the current was too fast. Neither of them were masters of spiritual practice. It was difficult to control their bodies in such a turbulent current. Fortunately, there was true energy in the sea of qi, so there was no risk of drowning for a while. worry.
But the water is too strong, and it is already a flash flood. The biggest worry in a flash flood is that the water will rush towards the reef, or hit the hardwood trapped by the flood. The huge force, even if you have true energy to protect you, you may not be able to stop it. .
Therefore, as soon as he surfaced, Wu Sheng looked around, looking for wood that he could use for strength. There were many rotten trees and dead trees that washed into the stream with the flash floods. Wu Sheng quickly reached out and grabbed one. The moment he hugged the wood, he felt relieved and looked around for Master Dong Bamboo Shoots.
However, Master Dong Bamboo was not with Wu Sheng. Wu Sheng looked around in the heavy rain and finally saw a figure not far ahead. He was swept away by the waves. His head was buried in the water. It seemed that he was unconscious. .
Wu Sheng was in a panic, and mobilized his true energy to paddle quickly, approaching Master Dong Bamboo, but he was repeatedly separated by hidden shoals. In the midst of his busy schedule, he suddenly had an idea. He took out a golden rope from the storage ring, poured his true essence into it, and threw it away.
The Golden Rope is a high-grade magical weapon, and Wu Sheng can barely achieve the first-pass effect when using it. But at this moment, it is not a battle against the enemy, and the first-pass effect is enough. The rope flew out and immediately trapped Master Dong Bamboo into the circle. Wu Sheng pinched the magic formula and the Juejin Rope immediately flew back. However, Wu Sheng's cultivation level was not high. The Juejin Rope was too heavy to drag a person. After stumbling and stumbling, he finally Back to Wu Sheng's hands.
He dragged the Master Dong Bamboo to his side, pushed him onto a log, and tied him securely with a golden rope. When he checked again, he saw that his left forehead was covered in blood and flesh, and he was frightened to see it. He thought he had been hit by the current. Somewhere in the reef or hardwood.
Wu Sheng grabbed his wrist, passed some real energy, and then used the real energy to hit his chest several times. Master Dong Bamboo suddenly coughed up streams of sour water and vomited it on Wu Sheng's head.
"Hmm..." After humming twice, Master Dongsun woke up, glanced at Wu Sheng feebly, closed his eyes again and passed out, but his breathing recovered.
Wu Sheng's few wound medicines had already been used on Peach Blossom Niang. At this moment, he had no other choice but to hold on to the wood and let the torrent carry him away.
Although he was in a terrible situation, there was one good thing about him. In less than half an hour, he rushed down the current for more than twenty miles.
Downstream of the stream, the water surface gradually widened and the water gradually slowed down. Wu Sheng saw the right opportunity, paddled bravely in a whirlpool, and finally rushed to the shore with the wood.
After dragging Master Dong Bamboo and struggling ashore, Wu Sheng immediately lay down. His true energy was exhausted and he was so tired that he couldn't even lift a little finger.
