I'm not stupid.
The carriage was about to move when Ji Wanxin rushed over.
It was unclear whether it was because she was frightened or worried that Jing Rong was injured, but her eyes were red.
While Mo Ruo was applying the ointment, Ji Yunshu asked, "What can I do?"
"Sit properly."
"…"
She could only sob softly, wipe her tears, and sit quietly at the side …
The carriage quickly left the forest, heading towards Shanhuai County.
…
Gaoshan Village at the top of the mountain!
Ji Yunshu was awakened by the pain. She raised her hand to press on her temples and slowly opened her eyes. Her vision gradually became clear.
It turned out to be a woodshed!
It was clearly a woodshed, but the firewood inside was wet, and the bumpy ground was full of water!
Only then did she realize that her clothes were wet, and there was a rotten smell around her.
She wrinkled her nose and stood up from the ground. She had just taken two steps when the sound of chains rang out!
When he looked down, he realized that his feet were chained, and it was difficult for him to even take a few more steps.
"Where is this?"
Unknown.
She was still in the carriage just now and fainted after smelling the scent.
Who could it be?
She thought for a moment before realization dawned on her.
"Gaoshan Gang!"
Just as he came to this conclusion, a voice came from outside the door, "How is the person inside?"
"Don't worry, I'm watching."
"You were dozing off just now. If the leader finds out, he'll skin you alive. Also, if the person inside escapes, both you and I will die."
"I know, I know. There are walls on three sides. I'll guard the door. There's no way to escape."
"It better be!"
At the door, two men were talking.
Seeing that someone was about to enter, Ji Yunshu sat back down on the ground. A cold feeling spread from the soles of her feet, causing her body to tremble slightly.
At this moment, the door was opened.
A rough man walked in and snorted when he saw that Ji Yunshu was awake.
"What a tough guy. He woke up so quickly."
Ji Yunshu coldly raised her eyes, only to discover that this person was actually one of the two bandits who had escaped.
She asked, "How did you escape?"
Hmm?
"Are you asking me?"
Ji Yunshu wasn't in a hurry. She reached out and picked up a stalk of straw. She twirled it in her hand a few times, then pointed it at the wet ground.
"Since you don't have a knife on you, you don't even have a decent piece of broken jade. Moreover, if you really had a sharp weapon on you, you wouldn't have waited until you were at the inn to escape. The only explanation is that someone left a knife for you, right? “
Ugh!
Da Chui gulped. "That's because I'm smart. Why are you saying so much?"
"Was that knife given to you by a woman who was with me?"
"No, she left it behind."
"Really?"
Of course not!
Ever since she was young, Ji Wanxin had always been afraid of sharp weapons. She always carried a handkerchief with her, not a knife.
Moreover, he had brought a knife to deliver steamed buns to the mountain bandits, and coincidentally left the knife behind.
How could there be so many coincidences in this world?
Da Chui suddenly realized that he wasn't here to talk nonsense with her. He immediately revealed a fierce expression, revealing the hideous scar on his forehead.
He kicked Ji Yunshu, "I'm not here to chat with you.
I'm just here to take a look at you and make sure you're not dead. If you're dead, the First Master will kill me to accompany you and that idiot. "
Idiot?
Wei Yi?
Ji Yunshu anxiously asked, "Where is he?"
"Now you're worried?"
"What did you do to him?"
As she spoke, Ji Yunshu stood up from the ground. Her petite frame seemed to carry an unusual and oppressive aura, causing Da Chui to falter.
He took a step back and said, "That idiot is more at ease than you. He's so carefree now."
Hmm?
From the big house of Gaoshan Village, waves of loud cheers and shouts could be heard …
The whole house was filled with mountain bandits, each of them drinking wine. Some were drunk, some were standing on the table and cheering, and some were toasting with wine jugs. It was like a big bathhouse.
In front of them, a man sat on a chair draped with tiger skin. His face was rough, and he exuded a vicious aura. In modern times, he would have been a typical wrestler.
He was also wearing clothes made of tiger skin. One of his hands was covered and the other was exposed. One of his feet was even placed on the chair domineeringly. He held a bowl of wine in his hand and poured it into his mouth.
This man's features were very similar to Zhao Qing's. He must be Zhao Qing's elder brother, Zhao Huai, the First Master of Gaoshan Village.
His gaze was fixed on Wei Yi, who was surrounded by bandits.
Wei Yi's eyes were unfocused, his body swaying unsteadily. His cheeks were flushed, and his body reeked of alcohol. The front of his shirt was wet from the wine.
"Drink, drink as much as you can."
"Keep drinking!"
"Drink!"
… …
The bandits kept forcing him to drink until he was drunk, then sober up again, then sober up again. He went back and forth a few times.
"I don't want to drink anymore."
Wei Yi waved his hand.
He wanted to step back, but someone pushed him forward. He lost his balance and bumped into the wooden table in front of him.
Bang!
"Idiot, keep drinking."
Someone pried open his mouth and poured wine into it.
He refused to swallow, and the wine flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
Then, someone raised a hand and slapped him, sending him crashing to the ground.
This was followed by the clamor of the bandits.
Wei Yi fell to the ground, clutching his face. His eyes reddened, but he bit his lips hard, not wanting to make a single sound.
Zhao Huai glanced at him, then stood up from the tiger skin chair. He took a jug of wine from one of his subordinates and walked towards Wei Yi.
The bandits consciously retreated to the sides, creating a wide path for Wei Yi.
Zhao Huai walked in front of Wei Yi, glaring at him viciously. He raised his foot and stepped on Wei Yi's chest, as if he was stepping on an ant.
"Let go of me, it hurts."
Wei Yi said.
"Hurts?"
Zhao Huai laughed. He tilted the jug in his hand 180 degrees and poured all the wine on Wei Yi's plain brocade robe.
Wei Yi curled up, his hands pressing against Zhao Huai's foot. He wanted to push him away, but he did not have the strength.
He was in a sorry state!
Zhao Huai bent down and pinched Wei Yi's cheeks, turning them left and right.
"An idiot will always be an idiot, you don't even have the ability to resist."
"I'm not an idiot!" Wei Yi's mouth was pinched, so his words were slurred.
"Then what are you?"
"I … I'm not an idiot." His voice became softer and softer.
His words attracted undisguised mockery from the surrounding bandits.
"You are an idiot."
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