Hey, you are reborn too?

Seeing the girl in front of him raising a hand, Venerable Longyin frowned.

His voice still sounded calm: "What's the problem? Avi."

"How about we also tell our brother outside?" Xie Yongwei suggested, "After all, he is outside and the risk may be greater than ours. We should tell him in advance so that he can prepare early. Brother Wu Meng, what do you think?"

Venerable Longyin looked at the serious expression of the girl in front of him and said, "Okay."

As she spoke, Xie Yongwei smelled a faint scent of medicine.

The taste is a bit bitter, yet familiar.

This was the prescription she wrote for Venerable Longyin.

"Do you want to go and talk or should I?" Venerable Long Yin tilted his head slightly and looked at Xie Yongwei.

Xie Yongwei suddenly felt that the voice of Lord Longyin seemed a little more real. To be more precise, she could hear the details more clearly.

She reacted suddenly and looked at the distance between them, only to find that they were now only a fist apart.

Reverend Long Yin tilted his head to look at her: "Hmm?"

The voice was low and went straight into Xie Yongwei's ears.

Xie Yongwei's face felt a little hot.

"Well," she said, "I'll go talk to my brother myself."

Reverend Longyin chuckled: "I'll listen to you."

"Brother," Xie Yongwei lifted the carriage curtain, pushed the baffle halfway open, and said to Xie Yongxuan who was riding outside, "I have something to tell you."

Xie Yongxuan wiped her face and moved closer to the car window: "What's the matter?"

Xie Yongwei didn't dare to speak too loudly for fear of alerting the enemy, so she lowered her voice and spoke into Xie Yongxuan's ear.

After Xie Yongxuan heard this, her expression gradually became serious and she was no longer joking.

He exchanged glances with the Longyin Reverend in the car and nodded, "Got it. I'll pay attention."

Xie Yongwei watched him ride his horse to the captain of the guards, and the two of them talked about something. Then the guards began to divide into front, back, left and right protection groups, escorting the carriage up the rugged mountain road.

The sound of horse hooves echoed through the valley. Xie Yongwei was close to the car window and could even hear the subtle collision sounds of stones falling into the cliff.

She sat in a relatively central position in the carriage, neither too far nor too close to the cliff.

As soon as Venerable Longyin came to the mountain road, he changed his seat and sat farther away from the cliff.

Neither of them spoke in the car.

They held their breath, waiting for what might happen.

According to Xie Yongwei's estimation, at their current speed, it would take about half a quarter of an hour to pass this mountain road.

Xie Yongwei stared at the hourglass in the car.

The sunlight filtered through the gauze curtains, painting the interior of the carriage a layer of white.

The sand in the hourglass flows down quietly, and its frequency of flow is very regular.

After all, it is just an hourglass, unaware of the joys and sorrows and other feelings of the two humans next to it.

As long as someone turns it upside down, it will start counting time silently.

The sand on one side leaks out to the next side, and someone turns it over, and it will start counting again.

It is so fair, so kind, yet so inhumane.

Watching the hourglass go halfway and seeing no additional movement outside, Xie Yongwei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Mt.

Two men in coarse brown shorts were looking down with telescopes.

"Did you see anything?" A man with a scar was standing behind them.

The scarred man was tall and burly, with a scar running across his face from the left corner of his forehead to the right cheek.

Although he was also wearing shorts, the material seemed to be much better than those of the other two.

Hearing him speak, the two men immediately put down their clairvoyance, knelt on one knee, lowered their heads, and responded to the scarred man respectfully.

"Reporting to the village chief, we have only observed a carriage with dozens of guards and some luggage."

The scarred man frowned, a shrewd look in his eyes: "How much goods did you bring?"

"Master," one of the men folded his hands in front of his chest and saluted, "The carriage looks good, but the luggage is small, so there may not be any valuables."

Scarface narrowed his eyes even tighter, stretched out his hand, and hooked his index and middle fingers at the man.

The man understood and quickly handed the clairvoyance to Scarface.

Scarface took the "clairvoyance", took two steps forward, found a suitable observation angle, and looked at it himself.

His brows slowly furrowed.

Although this team did not have much luggage, the carriage looked quite expensive, and it was possible that it contained valuable items.

Ok?

Scarface's gaze stayed on a certain place. He frowned fiercely and squinted his eyes, trying to see that place clearly.

If he saw it correctly, there seemed to be a phoenix bell hanging on the carriage.

In fact, it was not uncommon to have a phoenix bell hanging on a carriage, but that phoenix bell looked very familiar.

Scarface stared at that place for a long time, but couldn't find what he wanted to see.

He handed the Clairvoyance in his hand to the person next to him: "Look, report to me, there is something strange about the phoenix bell on the carriage."

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the two men knelt on one knee, found a suitable posture, and began to observe the carriage below.

Scarface pinched his brows tightly. The carriage had already traveled halfway along the mountain road.

If you don't take action now, it will probably be too late to snatch it later.

But the Luanling looked really familiar, as if it belonged to a noble person in Dayuan.

"Captain," a man with clairvoyance said in a trembling voice, "Look at that phoenix bell. Does it look like something from General Zhenyuan's mansion?"

"what!"

When Scarface heard this, a memory immediately came to his mind.

He snatched the clairvoyance from the man's hand, and with his fingers trembling slightly, he began to observe with his own eyes.

Scarface swallowed lightly.

Yes, there is no mistake. He just said that this Luanling looks so familiar.

It turned out that it belonged to an old friend.

"Boss," the other man who still held the clairvoyance asked slowly, "Should we still rob it? If we don't, it will be too late."

Scarface slowly put down the clairvoyance in his hand and raised one hand.

He closed his eyes and exhaled a heavy breath through his nostrils: "No more snatching. We can't snatch this person."

"why?"

After hearing Scarface's words, the two people next to him were shocked.

They opened their eyes wide, as if they had heard something unbelievable.

Their Tornado Village has always been the boss in this mountain area. Decades ago, anyone who wanted to pass through this mountain road safely had to leave them some money as a bribe.

Over the years, an unwritten rule has been formed.

Anyone who has heard the legend of their Tornado Village will give them some face.

Even an imperial official who had passed by not long ago had left a lot of valuables at the entrance of the mountain road in advance.

At that time, they were complacent, thinking that all the officials of the imperial court had surrendered to the power of their Tornado Village.

It was also from that time that they began to openly demand money and property from passers-by.

Of course, the approach is to threaten first and then take the money.

After all, when life safety is threatened, even most people who value their lives like gold will still spend some money.

There is naturally a reason why their Tornado Village is so rampant.