PFC Chapter 486: White Clothes Pressing Bamboo Bend, Hijacking People
Chapter 486: White Clothes Pressing Bamboo Bend, Hijacking People
The river was surging, and the small boat was leaning against the river bank, feeling safe and secure. The old man on the boat and the two brothers on the bank all looked at one person.
The man was wearing a black robe that covered his body, hair, and heart. Seeing his hesitation, Mr. Hezi grinned and shouted, "Let me ask you again, are you a human? Answer quickly!"
Wang Ruyi was frightened by the roar, her whole body trembling, and silent fear spread throughout her heart. She was like a child who was at a loss at a crossroads.
Under the pressure of fear, she quickly made a seemingly correct choice. Her heart was broken and shattered. She would eventually die. She would be neither human nor inhuman. What was the point? It would be better to exchange it for a safe journey...
Wang Ruyi thought of this, but shook his head again, thinking of that certain voice, smiling brightly under the moon. Since death is inevitable, what is the point of being at peace halfway?
"Get lost." She said coldly, her voice sounding like sand and stones rubbing on a millstone, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
Zhao Hu's expression froze. "I'll give you one more chance. Answer yes quickly. If you make us miss this boat and take a long detour, you will be in trouble!"
"You have thought clearly."
Zhang Long was also anxious, pointing and cursing: "You are so stupid, so stupid, you can't even figure out this little calculation, and you are a high official. If it weren't for the emperor's order, I would have chopped you off long ago!"
The old man from Hezi asked again. Wang Ruyi closed his eyes and cursed with all his strength, "Get lost."
The old man Hezi was helpless. He shrugged at Zhao Hu and then rowed away.
"You bastard, you bastard!"
"I'm angry, I'm angry!"
Zhang Long was so angry that he jumped up and punched the tree with his fist, crushing it into powder with violent force. The noise was so loud that Wang Ruyi was startled again.
Of course she was afraid. Although her heart had not completely collapsed, it was already full of holes. Although her true self was still there, it had already been covered with dust. She was afraid of the difficulty of the journey, and she was even more afraid of not being able to turn over.
Zhao Hu sighed and looked back at the road he came from. He felt that this shouldn't be the case. Wang Ruyi in Zuichunlou had already collapsed.
In fact, if Wang Ruyi nodded in agreement at this moment, everything would be over after crossing the river.
Once they reach the river bank, Zhao Hu will reveal his true form and leave, no longer caring whether the person is dead or alive.
Helplessly, the three men had to walk along the shore. They were lucky. After three days, the river was calm and the waves were peaceful. They met another boatman. That boatman was a serious solicitor who charged money to pick up passengers. Unlike the previous boatman, he did not set a rule of only taking two people.
All three of them boarded the boat and reached the other side smoothly. Zhang Long threw three coins into the river. The boatman was angry and wanted to ask more questions, but Zhang Long raised his knife slightly, and the cold light flashed.
The boatman rowed away hurriedly, fearing that if he was a little slower, the knife would fall on his head.
Zhang Long cursed, "You stinky mud-legged fellow, you still dare to ask for money? If I have to pay, I'll give it to Mr. River God. What can I do for you?"
After crossing the river, you will reach a forest of beautiful trees. The forest is lush and green, and the scenery is great. It is not as difficult to walk on as the mountain road, and you can see one or two people traveling from time to time.
As summer gradually approached, the weather was getting hotter. Sometimes, after walking for an afternoon, our heads would be covered in sweat. Even Zhang Long and Zhao Hu felt the heat and unbearable.
After walking and stopping, sitting down to wipe the sweat, the clothes were almost soaked through after a day's work. Fortunately, when they were still in Panjiu City, they were wise enough to buy four sets of clothes to change into. Even so, they still felt sticky and uncomfortable.
If the two of them were like this, let alone Wang Ruyi, her robe was hot in winter and stuffy in summer. It was a good weapon to keep out the cold, but a killer in summer. It was stuffy and airtight, like a stuffy stove.
After walking for half a day, she left a trail of wet marks wherever she went, all of which were sweat. This torture was something she had deliberately designed, but now it was happening to her, and she couldn't express her pain in words.
After all, I was young at the time and thought I was mature, but in fact I was childish. I took advantage of my cynicism and got myself stripped of my name.
When they came across a watermelon stand, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu ate heartily, feeling refreshed. A breeze blew by, and they shouted in delight. Wang Ruyi swallowed her saliva, feeling extremely envious and sad. She would never be able to enjoy such a good life again.
Even the strong wind could hardly bring her any coolness, and the heat was unbearable. But it wasn't all bad news. She didn't know if it was because of the new boots or some other problem, but she often felt itchy on the soles of her feet after crossing the river.
This is the feeling of a wound healing. Before Pan Jiucheng, she walked barefoot on the stone and mud ground. The soles of her feet were bloody and scabbed, cracked and scabbed again, and every step was painful.
After passing Panjiu City, she felt that the soles of her feet were slowly recovering. Now, she no longer felt stinging pain when she walked. Although there were still stones on the ground, she had adapted to it and it was much more comfortable than the previous journey.
We hurriedly passed by the beautiful forest. Longbai Mountain was difficult to climb over as the road was steep and the steps were rugged. There was a Longbai Mountain Temple in the mountains. We went into the temple to burn incense and offer sacrifices before continuing on our way.
Wang Ruyi had not been healthy since the beginning of summer. He walked for three days before he managed to cross Long Baishan Mountain without any danger.
The journey was arduous and Wang Ruyi fainted so many times that she couldn't count them all. Her life was very precious. Although it was hard and difficult, she couldn't die.
Enter the hinterland of E'erlong Mountain.
Wang Ruyi sobbed and cried at night, and continued on her journey during the day. This cycle repeated itself.
As for Panjiu City where we stayed for a short time, no one knew how far it was left behind. For some people, they could still see it again, but for some people, it was step by step, and there was no turning back.
A brief intersection, a brief trance, but it is the final beauty that we remember.
The group gradually left the Elong Mountain area. The mountain road became more and more difficult to travel, and the number of bandits increased.
However, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, one of them held a killing stick weighing a hundred pounds, which could hit a person in the waist with a fierce swing; the other one had a large machete, which could split rocks and trees, cut off heads and blow hair. Anyone who tried to stop them was killed without a complete body.
The scene of blood and flesh splattering and limbs flying cast a shadow on Wang Ruyi's heart. The killing power and murderous nature of these two people made people feel cold and frightened.
There were fifteen groups of bandits in total.
There were those who were ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and cut off people on the road in pursuit of wealth, there were those who targeted the imperial court and deliberately stopped the officials, and there were even more well-organized people who had set traps and secret passages in advance.
But without exception, they were all killed and thrown to the ground. Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were known as the dragon and the tiger. With their sticks and swords, they were so powerful that even Wang Ruyi had to admit it.
Another day of walking.
Looking back, we are already far away from the Elong Mountain area.
However, there is no sign of a town yet. Precisely because there is no mountain god to protect us, this mountain area is inhabited by all kinds of people.
One day, not long after they set out, they encountered another group of bandits. After they were all killed with clubs and swords, Zhang Long said, "Why didn't the mountain god protect more of us? I'm so tired of killing with my sword."
"Maybe my ability is limited." Zhao Hu said meaningfully, but there was more to say.
If everyone could be protected, wouldn't the world be at peace?
Speaking of which.
Zhang Long suddenly laughed grimly and looked into the distance, "Okay, here comes another robber."
Following his gaze, he saw a person in white lying on a green bamboo, which was bent and blocked the road.
The moonlight is pouring down, the white clothes are fluttering, and there is a leisurely atmosphere.
Seeing this figure, Wang Ruyi's whole body trembled, and his eyes were filled with multiple emotions at once.
A lazy voice with a hint of coldness floated over.
"I don't rob money, I rob people."