There is a god in the sky

Chapter 71 Xikou Post Station 5

Sure enough, the smoke coming from the yard was coming from where the horse was tied up.

That area was covered with thick layers of hay and horse manure; most people wouldn't go there.

At this moment, the horse was startled and neighed incessantly, but it could not break free of the reins and paced restlessly in place.

A group of people crawled out of the cave.

The first few people who climbed out were subdued by the officials, but as more and more people came out, the officials gradually found it difficult to deal with them.

Shen Lan, unsure how many people were below, frowned and said, "Sir, this can't go on."

"Hmm, we need to find a way to block that hole!"

Just then, a loud shout came from behind: "Get out of the way!"

Shen Lan was pulled aside by Xiao Ji, and then she saw Sui Feng carrying a large pot and running over, then pressing the pot heavily against the entrance of the cave.

The opening was not large to begin with, only allowing one person to pass through at a time, and the large pot pressed down and blocked the opening.

Seeing that Sui Feng had pressed down on the iron pot, Xiao Ji went to untie Hongzao's reins and mounted his horse.

The horse got startled and went out of control, running wildly around the yard.

Xiao Ji wanted this speed. He held the horse's neck tightly with one hand and pulled Shen Lan onto the horse's back as they passed by.

Shen Lan almost screamed – it was too fast!

"Hold on tight... Give me the dagger!"

Shen Lan understood his plan, quickly stuffed the dagger into his hand, and then hugged Xiao Ji's waist tightly with both hands.

A gentle voice whispered in my ear: "Close your eyes!"

Then Shen Lan heard the sound of a weapon piercing flesh, followed by a scream.

She turned her head and saw Xiao Ji pull a dagger out of someone's back and continue chasing the next unlucky guy.

This is probably the advantage that cavalry has over infantry.

No one could escape Hongzao's pursuit. Xiao Ji didn't go too far, and he held back those who could avoid vital points.

Fearing being caught in the crossfire, the officials quickly moved into the stables to help block the entrance to the hole.

Soon, there were no enemies left standing in the courtyard.

After running around for so long, the jujube gradually settled down and started taking small steps to circle around the yard.

Xiao Ji stroked its neck gently until it stopped.

The soft body in his arms began to feel real. In his haste to pull Shen Lan onto the horse, he hadn't bothered to adjust his position. Now, their bodies were tightly embracing, an indescribable ambiguity between them.

Shen Lan quickly released her hands and stepped back slightly.

"Put me down," she said voluntarily.

Xiao Ji blushed as he jumped off his horse, then reached out his hand to her and said politely, "Hongzao is a bit high, let me help you down."

Shen Lan could dismount on her own, but avoiding Xiao Ji's hand at this moment would seem deliberate, so she took his hand to dismount.

After their feet touched the ground, the two quickly separated.

The officers divided the work and tied up all the wounded on the ground, and Fu Qingyan and Xuan'er also ran out to help.

After Sui Feng could no longer hear any movement below, he moved the iron pot aside and found several people unconscious under the hole.

Seeing that he was about to go down to arrest someone, Shen Lan quickly gave him an antidote, "Keep it in your mouth, just in case."

"Okay." Sui Feng took a bundle of rope and went down. After a while, he pulled up a string of unconscious people.

Shen Lan counted them; there were nearly twenty people injured or unconscious.

"Thanks to Miss Shen's medicine, otherwise, given the true fighting strength of this group, we would have had a hard time dealing with them," Sui Feng remarked.

This Miss Shen repeatedly surprised him; he never imagined that a woman could be so brave and intelligent.

Xiao Ji nodded in agreement, then asked him, "What's down there?"

"It looks a bit eerie. They dug a big hole underneath and then carved a strange statue, which seems to be some kind of cult."

Xiao Ji did not go down to check immediately, but instead gathered the captured people together.

"The postmaster and the cook are missing," Xiao Ji said after glancing around.

"Someone must have died in the yard before, maybe only one is missing."

Sui Feng immediately led two officers to search everywhere.

Xiao Ji saw that several people were seriously injured and bleeding profusely, so he asked Shen Lan to apply medicine to them.

"Just make sure they don't die before dawn."

"Okay." Shen Lan took out a medicine packet from her toolbox. Luckily, she had brought a lot of hemostatic medicine with her this time, otherwise it wouldn't have been enough for this group of people.

Xiao Ji sat to the side, waiting for Shen Lan to finish her business before bringing over someone for interrogation.

"Who are you people? What are you doing down there? Where is the former postmaster?"

The man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, was only in his early twenties, and was dressed in bright clothes, making him stand out from the crowd.

His shoulder was almost pierced by the dagger, half of his body was covered in blood, and he looked pained.

"You corrupt official! Just kill me if you want, why all this nonsense?"

Xiao Ji looked at him with amusement: "I'm not the King of Hell, I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately, unless you do something heinous, but even then there are laws to judge you."

The man's eyes flashed, and he said loudly, "We're just borrowing this land to dig a hole."

Why dig a hole?

“We are Pingpu people. Every year on the fifteenth of August, we hold a harvest festival. Digging the tunnel is just to worship the mountain god.”

Are you residents who live in this area?

"Correct."

Which county and which village?

The man blurted out, "Tongxiang Village, Xikou Town."

"What happened to the original postmaster here?"

"I don't know. The post station was empty when we arrived, so we dared to use it first."

His words didn't stand up to scrutiny. Xiao Ji sneered, "Is that so? The fake postmaster who received me didn't say that. He's experienced and this isn't the first time he's done something like this."

"You mean Old Mo? He used to be the village head, so he definitely understands human relationships better."

Shen Lan interjected, "What about Old Mo?"

"He's in charge of the surface, I'm in charge of the underground. I haven't seen him yet tonight," the man replied sincerely.

He stared intently at Shen Lan, then suddenly asked, "Were you the one who threw the sleeping gas into the well just now?"

He remembered the woman's voice.

Who would have thought that a group of men would be outsmarted by a woman?

"It's me," Shen Lan admitted.

Unseen by Xiao Ji, the man gave Shen Lan a malicious look.

Shen Lan curled her lips into a sneer and retaliated with a mocking look.

Even though he's a prisoner, he's still so arrogant.

Xiao Ji ordered his men to bring the injured mute slave over so that they could confront him face to face.

"Then why did this person kill someone?" he asked, pointing at the mute slave.

The mute slave's mouth was gagged, and he couldn't speak.

The man, unaware that he had nearly bitten his tongue and committed suicide, lied and said, "He's mute. He probably thought you'd cause trouble because there were so many of you."

"What's the matter?"

"Of course, it's a major event—the worship of the mountain god."

"Oh? Your clan's mountain god is worshipped underground? Is it something you can't show to the public?" Xiao Ji's words caused everyone present who could move to rebel.

"You must not insult our God!"

"How can you mortals understand the affairs of God?"

"Celestial Master, don't waste your breath on them. We'll just die and be used as human sacrifices. We're just short of offerings!" someone laughed maniacally.

Shen Lan was quite certain that these people were mentally unstable.