Empty Mountain Late Night

After a lot of trouble, as the sky was getting darker, they finally found a cave before it got dark.

The cave was very deep, and the moonlight only shone into the cave for five or six meters. It was pitch black when they went deeper.

There were traces of cleaning at the entrance of the cave, but they were not left in the past two days. I think someone lived here a month or two ago.

Because there was no fire, Xia Shang did not dare to go inside. It would be troublesome if wild beasts settled here.

He settled the sleeping old man on the spot and picked up some dry firewood and dead bark.

Using the friction between the two flying needles, a bonfire was lit in the cave in a short time.

The swaying firelight slowly filled the cave, the mountain wall, haystacks, stone beds, bows and arrows, animal skins, wooden barrels...

In the cave, simple but familiar objects appeared one by one.

Needless to say, this must be a place for others to hunt and rest.

Fortunately, there was no one here tonight. Judging from the display of things, no one had been here for a long time.

This was a good thing. It was a treasure to find such a residence in such a forest.

Xia Shang lit a torch and walked inside. The bed was dusty, but the animal skin on it was still very soft and warm.

There were no snakes, rats, insects or ants in the depths of the cave. Everything seemed to have been arranged long ago.

Xia Shang was in a good mood and carried the old man to the bed at the door.

At this time, the old man woke up again.

After being punched three times by Xia Shang, even a pig would learn to be a good boy.

Seeing Xia Shang again, how could the old man have any of the character he had during the day?

"Good man, don't hit me anymore."

"I didn't say I was going to hit you. If you want to be good, just be quiet and don't make a sound."

"I will."

After saying these two words, Xia Shang returned to the cave alone and sat by the fire, lost in thought.

Loneliness sweeps the night cool, and I stand alone and smell the incense of the fire...

Xia Shang looked at the gradually shrinking fire, feeling a little tired and confused.

After a whole day of running around, several dangerous situations, tense nerves all the time, various things that happened, more doubts, countless information accumulated in my mind, in exchange for deep fatigue.

Being tired is only one aspect, but more of it is an unprecedented confusion.

On such a night, a person in the mountains, looking at the quiet flames, seemed to see himself in the fire.

Xia Shang was a little absent-minded, and frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

The self in the flames was silent, perhaps even Xia Shang himself didn't know why he asked this question?

Recalling everything today, Xia Shang felt that the risk was too great. How many times did he almost lose his life? In the end, he carried a useless old man out? I don't know what the real emperor is like. This kind of thing where the risk and reward are not proportional, I would never do it before.

What made Xia Shang so impulsive?

After thinking about it, Xia Shang took out his badge and thought of the words that the emperor said to him that were hard to understand.

What does it mean?

Xia Shang lost his mind again.

"Clang..."

A crisp sound interrupted Xia Shang's thoughts.

A broken sword fell into the cave.

"Borrow a place to take shelter for a night."

The clear and beautiful voice that followed was even more exciting.

At some point, a woman in white came to the cave entrance.

At first glance, Xia Shang thought she was a member of the White Clothes Cult.

After a closer look, he concluded that she was not. Although this woman's clothes were white, they were completely different from those of the White Clothes Cult, especially the pleated skirt under her feet, which was as noble and elegant as if she was stepping on the clouds, and she was generous.

Because of the firelight, I couldn't see the other person's face clearly. I only felt that her face was a little pale and her voice was a little weak, but the coldness that emanated from her body was like substance.

The woman said little, and regardless of whether Xia Shang agreed or not, she entered the cave and found a clean place to sit cross-legged and meditate.

The woman seemed to be injured. When she was meditating, she circulated her true qi, and there was a heat wave in the cave. The pale true qi came out of her body, and the figure was blurred.

Xia Shang looked at her a few more times, not knowing what this situation meant. He probably thought she was a powerful person.

Fortunately, this person was quite peaceful and would not cause any trouble.

Seeing that it was getting dark, he added two more dead wood and went back to the stone bed in the cave to sleep.

The old man beside him was motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.

Xia Shang knew in his heart that he was pretending.

He ignored her and fell asleep quickly after closing his eyes.

This sleep was not peaceful. He had not eaten for a day, and soon woke up because of his stomach.

How could he fill his stomach in the middle of the night in the empty mountain?

He opened his eyes and was thinking about how to solve the stomach problem when he suddenly saw a purple light flashing in the cave.

How could the purple color come from such an empty mountain?

Xia Shang was very surprised and quickly stood up and walked a few steps towards the purple light. His vision gradually became clear.

It turned out that the person with the purple light was actually a woman in white who was meditating.

Xia Shang had never seen anyone meditate to heal injuries. This was the first time he saw someone with purple air all over his body. Driven by curiosity, he walked around to the front of the woman and looked at her carefully.

After the purple air, the woman closed her eyes, frowned, and her face was uncertain. Her whole face showed an extremely painful posture.

Xia Shang felt something was wrong. This woman was probably in extreme pain, so she showed an almost ferocious posture.

"Sister...you...are you okay?"

This woman was a little older, so Xia Shang called her sister. It was not that he was meddling in other people's business, but the situation was indeed a little strange.

He shouted, but the other party ignored him.

Xia Shang shouted again: "Hey, do you need help?"

At this time, the woman suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were red, how could she be weak like a woman? She screamed out a word like a ghost: "Get out!"

A hot wave of air came with the voice, pushing Xia Shang back several steps.

Xia Shang thought he was in trouble, but the next second the purple air around the woman disappeared instantly, and she spit out a mouthful of blood in extreme pain, and immediately collapsed to the ground.

Xia Shang saw it clearly, this mouthful of blood seemed to have sucked away the woman's soul, and her pale face was instantly occupied by black and blue, and there was no sign of life.

In this situation, Xia Shang thought of four words.

Being possessed!

After all, she is a woman, and I can't just watch her die if I meet her, right?

Xia Shang hurried over and saw that the woman's face was as dead as a fish, which was extremely terrifying.

It was pitiful that a good woman had made such a fuss. Xia Shang felt pity for her and reached out to help her, but was pushed away by her: "Go away! Don't touch me!"

"Hey, look at you, you're almost dead."

"Don't bother me! If you dare to take advantage of someone's misfortune, be careful or I'll kill you."

"Tsk!" Xia Shang spat, "Where's I! Look at what you look like now? Crush an ant to death for me to see?"

"You..."

"What do you mean by me? Be honest if you want to live. Although I am not a gentleman, I am not a thief who will not help you when you die. Although I don't know if I can save you, at least I can let you die comfortably."

The woman didn't say anything else because she had completely fainted when Xia Shang was talking.