Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

I thought to myself that we wouldn't be far off.

"These are not the corpses of Boxers."

Wang Jingya spoke in a low voice.

Those who died in the Boxer Rebellion were collected and buried by their fellow villagers and relatives.

These bodies, left unclaimed and exposed in the wilderness, were all ordinary, law-abiding citizens.

Cheng Feiyan didn't reply, but gritted her teeth and urged her horse to speed up again, her heart burning with anxiety.

Noon is approaching, and the sun is high in the sky.

The three rode into a rolling hilly area.

The wide official road suddenly narrows here, with dense forests growing on both sides.

The light in the forest suddenly dimmed, creating a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere.

Li Xin suddenly tightened the reins.

The horse reared up and stopped.

His gaze was sharp as an eagle's, quickly sweeping across the pine forest on the left hillside.

There was no wind, yet the treetops swayed erratically. Several pine trees swayed with a disordered rhythm, clearly indicating that someone was hiding in the forest, deliberately disturbing the branches and leaves to conceal their ambush.

Li Xin nimbly dismounted and casually handed the reins to Cheng Feiyan beside him.

"Leave the horses here; there's an ambush ahead."

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