Jiaohua

Chapter 77 Returning to the Heart Like an Arrow
Chongyi mountains, the most famous is the Zhaoyun Mountains.

The ancient forest wasteland has been untouched for a long time, except for the gnashing bandits in the mountains, and the innocent refugees who were forcibly dragged here.

There is too much slaughter here, the ground has been soaked with blood several times, the corpses are piled up into mounds or the heads are full of trees, these majestic mountains have never been sympathetic, and have always been indifferent.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, all things are cynical dogs, troubled times or prosperous years, and ordinary human life are no different from humble earth.

After several days of heavy rain, it was finally clear.

To the east of Panyun Road, the field is open and endless, the river is rushing, and occasionally there will be a few snowy rabbits sprinting by the water.

Seven miles south of Zhaoyun Mountain is Panyun Road, but there are not many people, and most people would rather go a little farther than dare to muster the courage to go this way.

At two or three quarters of noon, the sun was fierce, and the field was still full of water, but the official road was a little dry.

Two young men in brocade clothes led the horse and walked slowly along the official road.

"You are really amazing. I don't dare to fight the only seedlings of Dingyuanhou even if you give me ten courage. You directly beat people like bears." Qin Saburo laughed.

"Bear-like? Come on, bears can't be provoked. They are tall and fierce. That shriveled three is like a donkey." Song Erlang replied.

"But at least you're at a loss now. You've been sent here to fight horse thieves."

"It's better to use horse thieves to vent your anger. You can kill them without blinking an eye. I am in the northwest and southwest, and when I cut a prisoner of war, a bunch of people point at me and scold me." Song Erlang was full of grievances.

Qin Saburo smiled, looked up and stretched out his finger: "There is Zhaoyun Mountain over there."

Song Erlang also raised his head.

The mountains are verdant, hidden in the horizon, and the vast fields are lush and full of rivers and rivers.

Qin Saburo said again: "There are many cottages that are not easy to fight. Many of them have been entrenched here for a hundred years. We don't know the terrain inside, but they are very clear. He said that he had been beaten hundreds of times before and after, and every time he came back, he was disheartened.”

Song Erlang didn't speak, he looked over there, his handsome brows were lightly pressed, and his eyes became deep.

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Longhutang is only one of the cottages in the Zhaoyun Mountain area. There is Huifeng Gang in the south, Tianding Gang in the north, and other large and small cottages that occupy the mountains as kings, to name a few.

The wide opening and closing place, the women dare not go past, and can only choose the wetland where Yingfei grass grows, so it is difficult to travel.

Several women and girls were burning and groggy, and everyone walked more slowly to take care of them.

Resting on a high hill, a few women set up a fire to boil water, and at the same time set up a small stove to prepare a meal.

Qian Qianqian picked the baskets for a long time, and was half exhausted. After wringing out his trouser legs, he looked behind the crowd, paused, and shouted, "Ali."

Xia Zhaoyi was holding a twig and was drawing on the ground when she heard the words and raised her head: "Huh?"

Qian Qianqian jumped down the dirt slope, ran over a few steps, saw the horizontal and vertical lines drawn by Xia Zhaoyi, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"arithmetic."

"arithmetic?"

Qian Qianqian squatted down beside her, she really didn't understand, but it didn't matter if she didn't understand.

She looked sideways at Xia Zhaoyi: "Ali, I didn't expect that we could really come out."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "Not yet, it's safe to wait until you get out of here."

"With you here, there is nothing to be afraid of." Qian Qianqian said without thinking.

The ups and downs last night were hard and terrible for others, but Qian Qianqian really couldn't feel anything.

After returning with Ali, because she was sleepy for a night and a long time, she was tired and tired, so she went to sleep directly.

When the maids came to remove the doors, windows and bedboards, she woke up, but couldn't hold her eyelids, so she went back to sleep.

After that, the girls let Sanguang and Siguang go, followed the captain to call her up, and dragged her to hide under the vegetable garden.

She was confused.

Who is she, where is she, what is she going to do.

I really wanted to ask, but I was really sleepy, so she leaned over there and fell asleep again.

At that time, all the girls stared at her in disbelief.

Of course, she didn't know it in her sleep.

In short, when I wake up, it seems that the whole world has changed.

The sun is warm and the wind is crisp and dry.

And someone told her that the people she feared were all dead.

died……

Qian Qianqian's numb words made her instantly feel like the mountains and fields in early spring, with all the flowers and plants vigorously awakening from the frost in winter.

Obviously, this is a bad word.

Anyway, no matter what, when the women came back from the mountain, they had another meal and then went down the mountain.

Through mud trails, over mountain tombs, over water pools, over battle walls.

Everyone pulls together.

When they stepped on the grass at the foot of the mountain, they hugged excitedly.

Yes, this is leaving, not running away.

They are upright, with their heads held high.

Qian Qianqian didn't know the specifics, but he knew that everything was related to Ali.

Along the way, everyone is carrying or holding a bunch of things.

Only Ali was relaxed, holding a tree stick and slowly following behind, looking around, wondering what she was thinking.

"Qianqian," Aunt Feng said.

Liang Shi and Yu Ma followed behind her.

Qian Qianqian raised his head: "Aunt Feng."

"You go over there to decoct together, I have something to say with Ali." Aunt Feng said.

"Oh……"

Qian Qianqian got up and felt a little reluctant to give up, so he finally stopped and rested, wanting to come to Ali to ask questions.

"Ali." Aunt Feng sat down on the stone next to her.

Xia Zhaoyi stood up and looked at them with a smile: "Huh?"

Aunt Feng and Mrs Liang glanced at each other and asked, "The chivalrous man you mentioned, what about others?"

"Let's go."

"gone?"

"Yes, let's go."

Aunt Feng frowned lightly: "Why did he leave, we haven't even bowed to him yet."

"Fuck your clothes away, and hide your name and name."

"It's so strange." Mr. Liang muttered.

"Master," Xia Zhaoyi laughed, "Isn't that the case?"

Yu Ma said softly: "But I always feel that I should thank this chivalrous man properly."

"When I get out of here, I'm going north," Xia Zhaoyi said. "You can't find me by then, don't worry."

Aunt Feng was taken aback: "Aren't you with us?"

"Ah."

"You are a little girl, where are you going alone? Are you not afraid of being kidnapped and sold to these robbers who lick blood on the tip of their knives?" Mr. Liang shouted.

"Yeah, Li, it's inconvenient for you to be alone. Come with us. We're going to buy a Zhuangzi, and then set up a shop." Yu Ma said.

"No," Xia Zhaoyi restrained her smile, looked up to the north, her eyes became distant, "I have to go home."

Returning to the heart is like an arrow, like an arrow returning to the heart.

She was thinking about what happened to the second brother and what happened to the Dingguo Gongfu.

Also, after leaving the cottage, she still has one very important thing to do.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhaoyi's heart was slightly sour, and it gradually hurt.

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