Shanhedu

Chapter 24 "Leave us alone"

Hearing what Jun He said, Ling Xiao remembered that he and Qing Shui could communicate by heart.

Walking back at every turn, I don't care about the market behind me.

They relied on Jun He to communicate with Qing Shui in their hearts, and hurried to the huge altar in front of the stockade.

Outside the altar of the earth, there was a burst of gongs and drums, which was really lively.

Villagers in colorful fabrics surrounded the outside in three layers.

Ling Xiao hugged Jun He tightly with one hand and pushed away the crowd, finally saw the four of Qing Shui and the others who had been arrested.

Jun He panicked and pointed at Qingshui who was hoisted up like a pig, and amidst the noisy voices, he asked Ling Xiao to rescue them quickly.

In the center of the altar is an altar, on which chicken, duck and fish are placed.

Qing Shui and the others tied their hands and feet to four thick wooden sticks and placed them upright in front of the altar with their backs facing the ground. The scene was a bit funny.

Before Jun He and the others entered the village, they saw red cloth wrapped around the stone pillars, and a mage with a bird feather on his head and a cow bell in his hand dancing around the altar.

Ling Xiao searched for the figure of the old patriarch everywhere, finally found him in the crowd, and squeezed through with Jun He.

The old patriarch was pulled out by Ling Xiao and asked what was going on in front of everyone.

They made it clear before that they didn't visit maliciously, so why did they pull their brother to do it now.

The old patriarch showed embarrassment, looking at Jun He with clear eyes and Ling Xiao with angry face in embarrassment.

"The archmage is the most capable mage in the village, and I have to listen to him, and your brothers came out to watch the wedding ceremony.

But... the great mage stopped the strong man. We have no sheep or cattle in the village. The great mage wants to sacrifice a few of them to the god of valleys. You... If you want to ask, you should ask Archmage..."

Ling Xiao saw that the old patriarch was really an honest man, and they couldn't make it harder for him, so he turned around resolutely, put Junhe down and stood in the crowd, and jumped into the center of the altar with a single leap with light work.

The great mage, who was growing up with a cow bell in his hand, saw that the outsider disrupted his ceremony, and picked up the little torch hanging on the stone pillar to drive him out.

Ling Xiao dodged and stood a foot away from him, explaining for the last time.

"My brothers have no grievances or enmities with you, why bother to sacrifice them to heaven?" The voice was sonorous, and Tusheng was screaming vigorously.

"Ling Xiao! Ling Xiao! Stop talking nonsense with this old man, save us quickly."

The archmage hated Ling Xiao viciously, and waved the torch in his hand again.

"On an auspicious day for the zodiac, God of Gu is on the throne. There is no pork, beef and mutton. God of Gu will blame us. If you are sensible, go away and don't disturb me to pray for the gods for the village."

"Ridiculous." Ling Xiao said in a low voice, and then ignored the unreasonable old mage, jumped over to Tusheng and the others with a light kung fu, picked up the dagger used for bloodletting on the altar, and cut off the binding rope.

For a moment, the archmage was filled with anger. He shouted at the villagers, took a torch and directly offered sacrifices to the God of Valley, so that they could have a good year in the coming year. If the offerings ran away, the gods would blame them.

Under the leadership of the archmage, the foolish villagers quickly took off the torches around them, and besieged Ling Xiao's group one by one, group by group, like zombies.

Fugui, who was relieved, muttered, "Little Xiaoji and I still want to plot against me, but it's just a trick my servants are tired of..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao had already pushed their shoulders and ordered them to leave quickly.

The torches were thrown at several people endlessly, and the whole altar was like a big brazier. Tusheng pulled Qingshui, Qingshui pulled Xiaoyao, Fugui followed behind, and ran outside with his tail between his legs.

Jun He, who was crowded in the crowd, was almost unable to stand still. He was almost stepped on the ground several times. He turned his head around to find the gap in the way, and the strength fell on his shoulders.

Ling Xiao, who seemed to have fallen from the sky, carried him directly to the top of the Bell and Drum Tower five feet away, and then stepped on the eaves of each house to lead the horse to the old patriarch's house.

Junhe was finally landed on the eaves of the patriarch's house with Ling Xiao's arms around his shoulders, and the four natives had already mounted their horses.

"Ha... wow!"

Jun He screamed, and Ling Xiao directly hugged him and landed on the back of the third horse.

Wrapping the slender waist of Lancaojing with his left hand, and pulling the reins tightly with his right hand, with a sharp "drive", the horse started to run like an arrow leaving the string.

"Drive, drive!" Native ruthless son also came up, hanging the Canglang stick on his back, holding the rein with both hands to circle the clear water in front, and threw off the villagers who were running towards them.

The three horses galloped away with the six of them on their backs, but they were assassinated just as they entered the deep forest.

Jun He and the others' horses were shot in the front legs by an arrow that "flyed" from the forest all the time, raised their necks and let out a growl, and then knocked their legs forward.

"what!!"

"Don't be afraid." Ling Xiao reacted quickly, holding the screaming Jun He into the air again, landed on a tree and jumped to the branches of other trees.

The four following were caught off guard by an ambush, but luckily made it across a short distance.

The blood all over Ling Xiao's body boiled, and countless wooden arrows surrounded them all over the sky. Ling Xiao hugged Junhe and hid all the time, but he could still see the ruthless guy shooting towards them.

Jun He was clasped in his arms by him, the veins on Ling Xiao's forehead bulged, and several tendons burst out on the back of his hand.

Grab a wooden arrow from the left and right sides of the body, look towards the arrow handle, and there are two characters "Hong" and "Luo" engraved on it.

Ling Xiao frowned. A few days ago, he killed Hong Yidou and others, but now his family came to seek revenge from him, and the head of the Luo faction is not a gentleman.

Before he had time to think about it, looking at the situation, there might be ten or a hundred times as many people lurking in the forest as they did. Ling Xiao continued to "fly" forward with the orchid essence in his arms.

With an extremely loud and trembling voice, he shouted at the natives who were still riding on the horse below.

"Native students, don't stay with them, go forward, pay attention to get off the horse!!"

All four people under the tree heard his voice, and the gray mouse that just got out of the stockade fell into the big fire pit again, struggling to move forward.

Tusheng wished he could use his stick to stab those bitches who were hiding to death, but he could only move forward and press Qing Shui's back, lying on the horse and running for his life.

The forest was in chaos, and Ling Xiao was getting wind every step of the way. Jun He poked his head out and took a look. They were finally about to get out of this forest, but Ling Xiao suddenly heard a muffled groan in their ears.

The sky was bright outside the forest, and Qing Shui and the others on horseback continued to gallop forward. Ling Xiao was hit by an arrow behind him, but his back was wet in an instant.

Seeing that someone was already chasing after him, Jun He was powerless to protect his brother.

Tusheng and the others realized that something was wrong, and as soon as they turned their heads, Ling Xiao stretched out his hand backwards, pulled out a sharp arrow that pierced into his body a finger deep, and quickly led Jun He to the sky.

They were already on the north-south fork in the opposite direction, and they heard shouts in their ears.

"Leave us alone, let's go."