In the Xipin camp, separated by a bridge, one could only hear the sound of river waves.

A Bao stood on the back hillside of the camp, looking at the lightning and thunder, it seemed like a heavy rain was about to come.

The air was stuffy and she felt suffocated.

After searching on the hillside for so long, she clearly smelled the same fragrance as the one on the vine-wrapped tree in the backyard of the restaurant.

This shows that Xipin Village is indeed related to the barbarians in the northern border.

What surprised her even more was that she even smelled a faint scent of medicine.

Pei Guichen's left arm was injured.

But she still couldn't find the exact location.

A Bao hesitated, thinking that with such a heavy rain, not a single smell would be left.

She suddenly thought, why not just give up?

Anyway, in the end, I am going to kill Pei Guichen.

However, as soon as this thought came up, A Bao sighed helplessly. Even if he didn't look for Pei Guichen, what role did Feng Yueyang play in this Xipin camp?

She would eventually figure this out.

At this moment, Abao felt the ground beneath her feet shaking violently, making her almost unable to stand.

She suddenly became alert and hid behind a huge rock.

Sure enough, a stone covered with weeds not far away was pushed aside, and Xin Niang walked out.

Xin Niang put on a mask and became the daughter of the old village chief whom A Bao had met on the day of the rebellion in Liangshan.

After witnessing this scene, A Bao became more certain that the blind woman was the old village chief.

The skinny little child ran over happily with a bamboo basket in his hand, shouting, "Xin Niang!"

Xin Niang hugged him and walked towards the camp, smiling kindly, "We won't pick flowers today. Xin Niang will make mutton soup for everyone, okay?"

"Okay, okay!"

After watching Xin Niang and the child walk away, A Bao quickly followed Xin Niang's actions and entered the underground secret room.

This underground secret room was obviously newly dug, and it still smelled of earth and water vapor.

Po jumped down the rope ladder and even stepped into the sticky mud.

She tried several times before she was able to light the torch. She walked straight in by the light, looking around as she walked. She was horrified to see that the place was filled with bottles and jars filled with strange plants.

And in the iron frame at the deepest part, Abao saw the hexagonal box with sea water pattern and green glaze painted by the Johor Envoy.

Walking further in, I saw Pei Guichen.

He was tied up on a wooden frame with a cloth stuffed in his mouth.

The cool white clothes were stained with scarlet blood and dirty mud, like a banished immortal fallen into the dust and mud. Anyone who saw it would feel sorry for him.

But Abao felt it was a pity.

He didn't stab me twice?

She thought that the old village chief hated her to the core. Pei Guichen was her concubine and also her lover according to rumors. The old village chief would definitely abuse Pei Guichen cruelly.

Unexpectedly, Pei Guichen only had a few whip wounds, with neither missing arms nor broken legs.

Seeing Pei Guichen frowning anxiously.

A Bao coughed twice, and put on an expression of reunion after a long separation.

After thinking for a while, she hurried forward and hurriedly untied the rope for Pei Guichen, and poked Pei Guichen's whip wound intentionally or unintentionally.

Then he pretended to be worried and asked, "Are you okay?"

After saying that, A Bao was a little slow to remember to take the cloth out of Pei Guichen's mouth.

But Pei Guichen spoke anxiously, "Stop her! She wants to massacre the whole village!!"

No wonder Xin Niang wants to make mutton soup, it is basically a road trip meal! !

A Bao's face changed instantly and he turned and ran straight to the camp mess hall.

The inside story of the entire West Poverty Camp may be even more dirty, chaotic and complicated than she imagined.

Po thought, she needs support.

The most recent support comes from Xuanyuan Fengran.

She believed that no matter whether the old village chief was dead or alive, as long as he fell into Xuanyuan Fengran's hands, he would definitely find out that the blind woman was the old village chief.

In this case, the entire Xipin Camp must be under the control of Xuanyuan Fengran at this moment.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, A Bao ran wildly while pulling out the jade whistle from his collar and blew it hard.

There was no movement.

She blew twice more, still no response.

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