Jiaohua

Chapter 143 Digging the Grave
In order to prevent beasts at night, several men took turns to be on duty.

The quilt Xia Zhaoyi was sleeping on was specially roasted by Lao Tong. In order to avoid the smoke from the firewood, Lao Tong specially used the herbs that Xia Zhaoyi had previously roasted to smoke.

Xia Zhaoyi only found out before she fell asleep. The little girl raised her hand to caress the quilt, her face was covered by her loose hair, and she showed a very shallow smile.

She slept until Si o'clock the next day, but no one called her.

She tidied up her clothes a little and went out. The sky had stopped raining, and the men had already started work, baking wood in the largest house in the village.

In the side hall opened on the other side, Lao Tong and Zhao Daqian were measuring the size. Seeing Xia Zhaoyi coming in, Zhi Changle hurriedly put down his work and ran over: "A Li, you're awake."

"Yeah." Xia Zhaoyi nodded, looking at the collected wood, he didn't look very optimistic, there were many tides.

"Would you like something to eat?" Lao Tong also followed, "The medicine is frying there too."

"Okay." Xia Zhaoyi replied, "I'll go by myself."

After coming out of the big house, Xia Zhaoyi didn't go to the house over there right away, she stepped on the mud puddle and walked to the end. She stood on a small slope and looked into the distance.

The breeze is blowing, the air is fresh, the river is surging from the ground under the feet, and the water is covered with weeds and branches.

Her thin clothes were lifted by the wind, her back was thin, and she stood upright.

"What are you looking at?" A male voice came from behind, and a tall man came with firewood in his arms, with a dagger pinned to his back.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't move his eyes, kept looking at the front left, and said in a deep voice, "Pang Yi, do you know how far it is from Peifeng?"

"It's less than an hour's journey," Pang Yi replied, "This is for me."

Xia Zhaoyi nodded and didn't speak again.

"What's wrong?" Pang Yi looked at the little girl who was only as tall as his waist.

"It's pretty close," Xia Zhaoyi turned around, raised his head and smiled, "Then do you know who is currently stationed in Peifeng City?"

Pang Yi shook his head: "I don't know about this, but I know who the people at Wanshan Pass are."

"Wanshan Pass?"

"Ali, do you know what a rebel is?" Pang Yi asked.

Xia Zhaoyi blinked: "You mean, there are rebels at Wanshan Pass?"

Pang Yi nodded, raised his eyes to look at the distant mountains, his dark face was clearly defined, and said in a deep voice: "I originally wanted to seek refuge there, but the road is too difficult. If it weren't for you, I might get lost In the mountains."

"So, how long have you been driving?"

"Half a month."

"Is Zhao Daqian also together?"

"En." Pang Yi replied without any hesitation, without any concealment.

To take refuge in the rebel army is to behead him. Although he feels that this girl is not simple, but no matter how simple, she is only a girl. He has no defense against her, let alone at this time, there is no need to be on guard.

Xia Zhaoyi withdrew his gaze, looked over there, and said softly, "Wanshan Pass."

"A Li?" Pang Yi also called out like Lao Tong and Zhi Changle.

After a long silence, Xia Zhaoyi suddenly smiled and said, "Don't seek refuge, it's useless."

"Ok?"

"The terrain is not good. There are wolves in front and tigers in the back. If there is no heavy rain, these rebels may become prosperous, but the rain will continue for several days. In the end, less than [-]% of them will survive."

Saying that, Xia Zhaoyi stretched out his hand.

The wind suddenly became bitter, and it blew on them. Her thin and thin hands spread out, catching a few drizzles.

"Look, it's going to rain again," Xia Zhaoyi said in a low voice, "This rain is God's destiny to continue his work, and it is dragging the footsteps of these rebels."

She didn't know whether it was luck or sorrow, but she was surprised to find that there was no disturbance in her heart.

Whether Daqian rises or falls, she doesn't care at all.

………………

Three days passed quickly, there was not much food left in the city, the rescue was still waiting, and the heavy rain continued.

As the night fell, only the sound of water filled the sky. He Chuanjiang couldn't sleep, tossing and turning until the middle of the night, he sat up from the bed, held a lamp, and came out to sit at the door, staring at the torrential rain in a daze.

The whole city was silent, the lanterns were either blown down by the wind or extinguished by the rain, and the remaining ones glowed faintly, shadowy in the night.

At dawn, He Chuan and Jiang Huo got up, held the lamp in his hand, held an umbrella, and strode towards the rain.

In the dark hall of Tianbu Mansion, the water flowed so fast that it submerged the knees. The entire hall was empty long ago. The wind whimpered in through the iron window, and the dense rainwater washed away all the rancid and sweaty acid in the hall. .

He Chuanjiang stepped on the water and stopped in front of the iron fence not far from the door: "Open the door."

The prison guard stepped forward to unlock the lock, and the hanging iron chain was pulled away, and the sound of metal clashing was sharp and heavy.

The figure lying on his side facing the inner wall in the prison moved slightly and looked back.

He Chuanjiang walked over and called out, "Mr. Ji."

The hair of the figure on the bed was a bit messy, with a few strands of gray between them, the clothes were gray and old, washed and faded, and there were several patches.

Being woken up, Ji Hong was a little annoyed. After seeing the person coming, he propped himself up from the bed and smiled hoarsely: "Mr. He."

"It's been three days," He Chuanjiang looked at him and said directly, "Mr. Ji, can you tell He first about the three promises you made?"

Ji Hong smiled, raised his hand to straighten his clothes, and straightened his hair a little. With his back against the wall, he said, "I really didn't expect that Zhao Xuan is such a stubborn person."

He Chuanjiang lowered his head slightly and nodded: "Yes, the general has always been like this."

"You want to know what conditions I want to offer, so I want to ask you, do you think you can convince Zhao Yuan?"

"Mr. Ji said first, and I will think about it later. If it can be done, I can give it a try."

Ji Hong laughed, and said: "That is very difficult. After all, it is not easy for me to solve your current problems, and I have always paid attention to an exchange of equal value."

He Chuanjiang frowned, calmed down, and said, "Sir, let's talk first."

"Haha," Ji Honglang smiled, looked at him, nodded and said, "Okay, first, I want to find the body of a girl. Her name is Lin Youqing. She was born in Jiaxu and died on June [-] or [-] this year. It is in the Dragon and Tiger Hall on Zhaoyun Mountain in Chongyi. It is said that the corpses are buried in the back mountain, you may need to send more people, because there are no tombstones on those solitary graves, and you can’t tell which is new and which is old.”

"Dig the grave," He Chuanjiang raised his eyebrows, "I've been dead for more than two months, this corpse is probably..."

"It's not a big deal. What's worse is the whole mountain top. It is said that there are corpses piled up there now, exposed to the sun for so long, so you think..." Ji Hong smiled and didn't continue.

He Chuanjiang took a deep breath and said, "Then, what about the second thing?"

(End of this chapter)