Entering the mountains

The pavilions and towers in the courtyard of Liuzhuang are intricate, and the bluestone flower railings are layered one after another, like a maze. If there was no green-clothed girl to point the way, Xia Shang would definitely not find the way out.

From the beginning of the little girl's shouting to following her, a quarter of an hour has passed.

During this period, the two did not say a word, the girl just honestly led the way without stopping.

I don't know how many small courtyards I bypassed and how many hidden paths I walked, and finally I arrived at the back door of Liuzhuang.

There was no one here, only shouts and killings from afar, it must be a very hidden place.

The little girl stopped: "Let's go quickly, out of this door is Xiaoqingshan, and walk southwest for a quarter of an hour to get to the official road to Yangzhou City."

"Thank you!" Xia Shang bowed respectfully, walked out quickly, and looked back after a few steps. The little girl was hiding behind the door, looking at him eagerly, pitiful and touching.

"Miss, what's your name? One day I will repay you for saving my life."

"My name... you'll know it later. Let's go."

Xia Shang was stunned for a while, not knowing why. He didn't care about that much. The most important thing was to leave this dangerous place quickly.

Xiaoqing Mountain, the nearest small mountain to the west of Yangzhou City, is not high in altitude, but has a wide terrain. There are many wild beasts in the deep forest. It is a frequent destination for Yangzhou hunters. According to rumors, there are still several gangs of mountain bandits in the hinterland of Xiaoqing Mountain, which often cause chaos. The Yangzhou prefectural government has tried to suppress them several times but to no avail.

At this moment, the sun has set, and there is only a little afterglow of the sunset behind the distant mountains. The wind blows from time to time, cool, soothing Xia Shang's nervous nerves.

"Southwest..."

Xia Shang looked at the direction of the sunset, made a rough judgment, and continued on the rugged mountain road.

I wonder if escaping with the fake emperor on his back will work?

Xia Shang did not think much about it. He had tried his best anyway. If the emperor still could not escape, it was really fate.

After walking on the mountain for a while, the old man on his back woke up again.

This time he was no longer energetic, and felt dizzy, especially his forehead was still stabbing.

"Ouch... Ouch..."

He groaned twice like this, and happened to hear movement in the grass ahead.

Xia Shang was startled, fearing that the old man's groaning would be discovered, so he turned around and punched him without saying a word.

"I'm sorry! Go back to sleep!"

Bang!

The old man's beard was half dead.

I thought everything would be fine after carrying him out of Liuzhuang, but I didn't expect that there were still many dangers outside Liuzhuang.

Hearing that there was more than one person in the grass, Xia Shang quickly found two big trees nearby to hide.

In ancient times, the weeds on the plains of the forest were very deep, more than half a person's height. In addition, it was evening and the light was very weak. It was still unknown what was happening ahead.

But someone could be vaguely heard talking.

"Great news! I heard that the group of people inside failed, and a young man carried the emperor out of Liuzhuang. We must search thoroughly, not a single mouse can be spared, and never let the dog emperor go."

Xia Shang secretly complained in his heart. The group of people in front just blocked the road leading to the official road in the southwest, and then hid in the grass and stopped moving.

It seems that they want to wait and see.

Fortunately, Xia Shang appeared at a coincidence, just when these people were setting up defenses.

If it was one or two minutes later, they would definitely be ambushed from behind.

Xia Shang looked around and really couldn't find another way down the mountain.

Since he couldn't go down the mountain, he might as well go up the mountain. At most, he would spend a night in the mountain.

At this point, Xia Shang had no choice, so he turned around and went in the opposite direction.

He took two steps and heard a sly laugh: "Hahaha! Let's see where you can run now?!"

It turned out that Master Feng and the few white-clothed men caught up with him!

Finished!

This time, two groups of people attacked him, even if he had three heads and six arms, he couldn't stop it!

The situation was critical, Master Feng's sword was already coming.

Xia Shang had no time to dodge, and cursed: "I'll fight you!"

As soon as the voice fell, two mechanical crossbows fell out of Xia Shang's sleeves, and he pulled the trigger at Master Feng. He only heard a burst of "swoosh, swoosh..." and countless flying needles were shot out.

These are Xia Shang's lifeblood. After experiencing the battle with Liu Xun, Xia Shang spent a lot of effort to make life-saving tools.

This way, he will not be powerless when facing martial arts masters.

After Xia Shang's improvement, these hidden crossbows are much more powerful than those used in the battle with 6xun, and each flying needle is stained with poison. Once a person is scratched, he will surely die.

In the last ray of sunset light, a silver light suddenly flashed. Young Master Feng stopped abruptly, waving his sword like scattering flowers. The three-foot-long sword suddenly became as soft as a willow branch, drawing countless strange arcs, and accurately blocked the flying needles that suddenly came.

A burst of "sizzling" sparks were wiped out in the air, and Xia Shang's flying needles were all blocked.

Facing a master, a simple hand crossbow flying needle attack is too simple. Unless the enemy is caught off guard, it is difficult to be effective in a frontal attack.

"Stinky boy, you have a lot of tricks! Now let's see what other tricks you have?"

Young Master Feng sneered, and the long sword in his hand never relaxed.

Even the hidden crossbow was useless. Xia Shang was completely helpless. At this moment, he was attacked from both sides, and escaping was almost a luxury.

After some thought, he was ready to show his cards directly and tell them that he had taken away the fake emperor.

But before Xia Shang could speak, several people flashed out from behind him, also in white clothes, and the number was equal to that of Mr. Feng's team.

Originally, I thought the first two groups of people were in the same group, but who knew that the later group of people would fight without saying a word.

The situation changed rapidly, and I heard the two groups fighting with swords flashing, sparks flying, and shouts and screams.

Originally, there were two people staring at Xia Shang, but soon when the battle became stalemate, even Xia Shang had no time to deal with it, and everyone joined the battle.

"Who are you? How dare you ruin the good deeds of the White Clothes Sect? Are you all going to die?"

"Get lost! We are the real White Clothes Sect. Who are you? What is your purpose in pretending to be the White Clothes Sect?"

"What's the point of saying that? The truth will be revealed with our hands. Whoever kills the dog emperor will own the world!"

When everyone was fighting, Xia Shang had a chance to escape. He quietly crouched down with the old man, submerged in the half-man-high grass, and moved deeper into Xiaoqing Mountain.

In less than a moment, Xia Shang had already left the battle group for fifty or sixty meters. Those people seemed to have not noticed yet, and he was lucky. He stood up and carried the old man on his back and disappeared into the mountains.

Night fell, and the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

The wind on Xiaoqing Mountain was bleak, passing through the layers of bushes and forests, making strange sounds like the howling of ghosts, foxes, and wolves, desolate and cold.

There was no one here, and Xia Shang had completely lost his direction with the old man on his back.

Stargazing and position.

Xia Shang had only heard of it but had never learned it, so it was obviously impossible for him to find the right direction at night.

Now he had to find a shelter to stay for the night.