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Chapter 92

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Su Bai, who was putting on his clothes, was stunned for a moment. He then smiled and did not think much of it. Tyrant and Gyatso looked at him and did not say anything. In the story world, it was not a big deal to kill a person by mistake. The only pity was that they would lose a tongue to ask questions. But that was all. If they were to put themselves in his shoes and think about it, if there was a sudden movement under the bed, the first thing anyone would do would be to eliminate the danger.

Gyatso and Tyrant were not pedantic people. Their future in the story world was uncertain, so they naturally did not have the time to feel sorry for the state of the universe.

Just as the three of them were putting on their clothes and preparing to plan their next move, they heard voices coming from the village entrance.

Su Bai was leaning against the wall while Tyrant was kneeling on one knee. Gyatso was looking at the situation outside through the paper window. The three of them were not very afraid. They would just deal with the situation when it came. However, it was best not to rush into action. The one who had the last laugh would have the best laugh. According to their experience in so many story worlds, the more exposure a person had in the early stage, the less likely he would be able to continue his glory in the later stage.

"More than ten people, no braids," said Gyatso softly after he finished looking at the situation.

No braids?

That was interesting.

As everyone knew, ever since Dorgon came to the capital during the Qing Dynasty, he had implemented a policy of keeping one's hair short. In the beginning, it provoked the resistance of the Han people everywhere, but they were all brutally suppressed. It was only after the success of the Xinhai Revolution that people started to cut their braids.

However, the group of Qing soldiers that Su Bai and the rest saw did not look like they were from the period when the Xinhai Revolution was about to take place. Moreover, everything in the village was very primitive. It was obvious that China had not been affected by the Industrial Revolution at that time. People who did not keep their braids were actually very easy to identify. Compared to the Qing Dynasty, they were rebels.

Su Bai stretched out his hand and plucked a chili from the corner of the wall. He bit into it and spat it out. "Could it be that we ran into people from the Red Flower Society?" Of course, Su Bai was also teasing. He then said seriously, "Have they left?"

"He left. He just walked around the entrance of the village and didn't come in," Gyatso said.

"The target should be the group of Qing soldiers who went to the Hot Spring Pavilion before," Su Bai said. "Before doing anything, they cut off their ambition. If they don't succeed, they will die. It's a little interesting."

Even for the anti-Qing organizations that were active during the Qing Dynasty, most of them had braids. Otherwise, it would be too eye-catching. Since these people didn't have braids, it was obvious that they intended to cut off all means of retreat.

"Follow them." The monk stood up and patted his trousers.

Every story world had a main plot. If the listeners didn't follow the main plot, they would end up in a miserable state. This was actually all based on self-awareness. Now that the main plot was very clear, the three of them could only return to the mountain. It was like they knew that there was a tiger in the mountain, but they still went to the mountain.

They walked up the mountain again and sped up. Something must have happened on the mountain. Sure enough, before they reached the top of the mountain, they saw the bodies of two Qing soldiers on the side of the road. Both of them had been shot in the neck by a crossbow and died instantly.

The monk pulled out a crossbow arrow and put it to the tip of his nose to smell it. "It's dipped in poison." Then, the monk pulled out another crossbow arrow and threw it to Gyatso. "Use it first."

In fact, the three of them didn't think too much of the Qing soldiers and the group of people who didn't have braids. They knew very well that the real threat they had to face was the zombies that could appear at any time.

If they were to deal with ordinary people, as long as there weren't too many of them or they were ambushed, even if their Kung Fu was good.

As they continued to walk up the mountain, more and more corpses appeared. There were the corpses of the Qing soldiers, and there were also the corpses of the people in black. It was obvious that there had been a fight between the two sides. The Qing soldiers fought and retreated, while the people in black continued to rush forward.

"They have a lot of arrows, and according to the modern level of equipment, they are the best in the cold weapon era. These Qing soldiers are very strong, and their Kung Fu looks good, but they still suffered at night. They can't beat them," said Wang Yao.

The monk checked the corpses along the way. There should be seven or eight Qing soldiers left, while the group of people in black had lost three or four people. The group of people in black had a slight advantage in terms of numbers. However, the crossbows of the group of people in black were really powerful. Given that they had the advantage in numbers, the Qing soldiers had little hope of turning the tables.

As they continued to walk forward, the hot spring pavilion appeared in their sight again. There was a carriage parked at the entrance. Next to the carriage were the bodies of six Qing soldiers. It was obvious that they had fought fiercely to protect the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was broken. Standing outside, they could see that there was no one in the carriage.

Gyatso frowned slightly. He closed his eyes and sensed for a while. Then he said, "No, it seems that the group of people have killed their way in. However, there is no breath of living people in the hot spring pavilion."

"Are they all dead?" Su Bai asked. "Let's go in and have a look."

Su Bai walked in front and pushed open the door of the hot spring pavilion. The inside was very clean. It looked the same as when Su Bai and the other two came out. There were no traces of fighting inside. They continued to walk and arrived at the hot spring pool. There was a general of the Qing army kneeling beside the pool. His head was nowhere to be found.

In the hand of the general, there was still a saber tightly clenched.

The water in the hot spring pool was no longer as clear as it was at the beginning. Instead, it was filled with a faint smell of blood.

The monk squatted beside the pool and asked, "Who is in the carriage? Also, where are the men in black who killed their way up?

They obviously won and succeeded in achieving their goal. But where are the people? There is only the path we took to get up and down the mountain. There is only this hot spring pavilion at the top of the mountain. "

Gyatso also squatted beside the monk. He reached out and touched the water in the hot spring pool. It was a little greasy.

Then, Gyatso pointed at the pool in surprise. The monk understood and frowned with a solemn expression.

"What are those Qing soldiers escorting? They are definitely not ordinary nobles." The monk analyzed. "Poor Monk, go down and have a look."

After saying that, Tyrant didn't take off his clothes. He walked into the hot spring pool and buried himself in the pool. The pool wasn't very deep. Only the middle area was more than two meters deep. The edges were only a meter deep or even shallower.

After a while, the monk resurfaced. He reached out to wipe the water droplets on his face and took a deep breath. "You guys can go down and have a look."

Gyatso and Su Bai went into the water together. Su Bai's swimming ability was actually not bad. At this time, the temperature in the hot spring pool was not high. It was only warm water, so there was not much obstruction to diving. Moreover, he only needed to squat down so that he could clearly see the situation under the water.

With this look, Su Bai's body also trembled. There were actually more than ten men in black under the water. They were all kneeling at the bottom of the pool like sinners who were admitting their mistakes and atoning for their sins. And in the middle of the men in black, there was a female corpse lying there. The female corpse was dressed in the attire of the Qing Dynasty. At this time, the bun of her hair was actually not messed up in the water.

The strangest thing was that these dozens of corpses actually sunk to the bottom of the water and did not float up.

Gyatso patted Su Bai's shoulder, indicating that he was going to go up.

Su Bai nodded at him and then pointed to the front, indicating that he wanted to take a closer look.

Gyatso shook his head, indicating that it was very dangerous to go up like this.

Su Bai pointed at Gyatso and then pointed to the top, indicating that Gyatso and the monk should be prepared up there. If any accidents happened, it would be up to them.

Gyatso hesitated for a moment, but he still nodded. However, he did not choose to go up. Instead, he chose to follow beside Su Bai and chose to go forward with Su Bai.

The two of them continued forward. After approaching the dozens of corpses, Gyatso first checked the bodies of the men in black who were kneeling on the ground. Obviously, he was looking for the cause of their death and the reason why their corpses did not float up after death. Finally, Gyatso was shocked to find that the bodies of these men in black were actually very cold. It didn't look like they had just died, but it felt like they had been dead for a long time and had turned into a very serious corpse.

Su Bai approached the female corpse. The female corpse was not very good-looking. It could even be said that she was a little ugly. Coupled with such a complicated costume, it gave people a very cumbersome feeling.

Su Bai's hands wandered around the female corpse's body. It was not that he was taking advantage of the female corpse, but he was looking for something. There was a saying that wealth came from danger. When the warlord Sun Dianying dug up Cixi's tomb, he didn't even let go of the jade that was stuffed in Cixi's anus. At this time, Su Bai also wanted to try his luck. If he could get some magic tools or rare objects, it would be worth it.

The plot had been going for a while, and it was time for the main character to appear. This was also the most dangerous time node, but it was also the easiest time to get unexpected gains. The timid would starve to death, and the bold would die. This was Su Bai's current mentality.

Not knowing what happened, Su Bai's hand seemed to touch the button of the clothes. The palace dress on the female corpse was opened, and it directly floated up from the female corpse's body. Then, the undergarments like underwear also floated up from the female corpse's body.

A naked female corpse appeared in front of Su Bai.

Gyatso looked at this scene with some surprise, and then looked at Su Bai. The meaning of the gaze was very complicated.

Su Bai felt that it was ridiculous, and it was difficult to explain underwater. However, in the next moment, Su Bai's entire body stopped moving. There was actually a very exaggerated knife wound on the female corpse's stomach. It was cut by a knife, and there were obvious pregnancy marks on the female corpse's stomach. However, the female corpse's stomach was now deflated.

This female corpse was pregnant previously.

However …

Where was the child?

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