Bingzhu Zhao Sinan

Sweat broke out on the scholar's anxious forehead again, so he can run faster?lose weight!There are too many people in the car!The car door can’t be opened, and the car owner doesn’t think about it. It’s not that veterans can’t control the frame of this kind of rugged mountain road. The driver has to keep it. Then, push the old woodcutter down. Let him die.

Don't want to die!

Push it down, push the old woodcutter down!

push down!

The voice in the scholar's heart became louder and louder, and the malice could not be suppressed. The scholar lowered his eyes, and slowly and casually placed his hand on the old woodcutter who was constantly praying and worshiping all the gods and Buddhas. on the husband's back.

"Are you going to do it?" The voice was hoarse and lingering like a whisper.

The scholar jumped in fright, his frightened heart seemed to come out of his mouth, his hands shrank as if he was shocked by electricity, he swung his head left and right, and found the coachman driving the cart, and the old woodcutter worshiped God, as if he didn't know anything about it.

Only he himself could hear the voice of the evil spirit.

"Why? It's the same, man." Shi Er tilted her head in confusion.

"Isn't it natural that people don't kill the world for themselves? If he doesn't get out of the car, I will die in this wilderness. He is a poor peasant and he is not so lucky to let me be buried with him." The reason why the scholar was noticed, The other side, the most cruel and ruthless face, which was hard to hide on weekdays, finally appeared in this rain.

"So, what price are you willing to pay for this?" Shi You whispered even more seductively, and the mansa pearl in hell moved its branches and leaves slightly.

"In order to live, I'm willing to give half of my property!" the scholar shouted out in a daze.

"Contract."

At the same moment, the scholar's bewildered mind suddenly regained consciousness, his retracted hand seemed to have lifted a heavy burden, he obeyed the voice in his heart without any worries, and pushed the old woodcutter under the carriage with all his strength!

"Hmm." This was the last time the scholar heard the old woodcutter's voice in his life.

In the dark sky, the road was slippery, the rain poured down, and the people who hit it couldn't save their eyes, and the rumbling thunder drowned out all the sounds on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a bolt of lightning that could blind people's eyes pierced through the entire field of vision and split the sky into two halves, as if drawing the boundary between life and death, which was clear and insurmountable.

The rain was so heavy that it was impossible to see what was more than a dozen steps away. The old woodcutter was completely out of sight of the carriage, and the carriage was indeed faster.

The world hangs upside down, the book is terrified and startled, the heart is in the throat, trembling and stammering, pointing to the front, just met a flash of lightning, which turned the distorted expression on the scholar's face mixed with horror and despair into a pale ghost, "Shan,... ...mountain torrents!"

The turbid muddy water rushing down directly in front of it came along the relatively low-lying mountain road all the way. In the rumbling thunder and heavy rain, there was almost no sound, and it opened its fangs like a wild beast to choose people to eat.

The scholar was stunned on the board of the car, the rain was pouring into his eyes sore and painful, but he had no time to react, staring at the mud line moved by the mountain torrent, with only one thought in his mind, my life is over!

The mud line of the flash flood has advanced to less than [-] steps in front of the carriage!The remaining survival instinct in the scholar's chaotic mind made him hold on to the carriage, even if it was the next blink of an eye, this luxurious carriage would be swallowed up!

Afterwards, the scholar rejoiced countless times that he had subconsciously grasped the board, held on to it tightly, and also seized his own life.

At the same time that the scholar was holding on to the carriage, a dead vine smashed the carriage and shot out, grabbing a protruding rock in the northwest of the mountain, wrapping it around twice, with enough force to force the carriage to move sideways abruptly. Three feet, pulled to another high place full of weeds and thorns, and avoided the flood by a hair!

"Go!" This is the order given to the driver by the people in the carriage.

As expected of the coachman of the Hou Mansion, or in the face of life and death, there is no room for hesitation. The coachman swung his whip, and the rainwater that was blown by the strong wind was pumped on the horses that were carefully fed and even greasy. bloodstain.

The horse threw its neck back and neighed to the sky, panting heavily, flying with all four hooves, pulling the carriage and running desperately.

This is not a mountain road for people to walk. The joy of the rest of life after the catastrophe did not have time to climb up the scholar's face. The bumpy scholar almost vomited out his stomach. The strength, the nails were pinched, and before he could catch his breath, a tall and heavy tree in front of him was washed away by the flash flood, and the soil from the root system was swept away, and it dumped and fell straight towards the carriage!

The scholar was almost desperate, but he saw the dead vine vigorously blocking the big tree, and came to a high ground without any danger. The scholar slammed the door vigorously, loudly shouting Shouting, "Stop! This is Ligao, and the mountain floods cannot reach it! Stop! Stop!"

The teacher ignored it.

The coachman felt that the scholar was right, so he also persuaded him, because he didn't want to lose his life after all.

Shi You said in the carriage, "Troubleshooting, get out if you don't want to drive."

The coachman hesitated, but the scholar jumped down decisively.

The coachman gritted his teeth and weighed it. If he got out of the car, his life would be saved. What about his wife and children?

The coachman yelled and grabbed the reins firmly with both hands, only the thought of driving the carriage was left in his mind.

Fang Shiyou breathed a sigh of relief, if the coachman also went down, he might not be so handy in driving, and I don't know how long it will take to get there.

Shi You, who tried his best to rush to the top of the mountain, would never have imagined that there were only more than 20 capable guards of the Hou Mansion on the top of the mountain, plus five boxes full of kerosene from the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall.

The group of people lying in ambush on the top of the mountain was poured into the background by the heavy rain, and they were completely mixed among the rocks. The rain ran down the lines of their faces, and the winding water traces were quite grueling, but the well-trained men and horses were all in a hurry. It doesn't move at all, turning into rocks and embedded in every hidden corner.

Xia Da, who was supposed to be thousands of miles away in the capital city, touched the rainwater. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and did not show any signs of stopping, he turned to look at his young master, "The rain is too heavy, and the oil burns quickly will be doused, this..."

The second half of Xia Da's hesitant sentence was completely clear to Cheng Zhou. Under such weather, it was impossible to use fire to test Yan Luojun's actions. He traveled day and night just to set up an ambush on the top of Qingjiao Mountain one step earlier. It may not be easy to find a reason to trick Yan Luojun into the wilderness alone.

"The kerosene Pilizi of the Jiangnan Thunder Martial Hall has always had a good reputation. Maybe it won't take too long. Before the fire is extinguished, Lord Yan Luo will not be able to hold on?"

"Master, this is too risky," Xia Da endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back, as if he opened the gate for three thousand miles as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't hold back, "Even if Mr. Yan Luo was burned to death, you have to follow Tired, burned, how painful is that? Even if you can bear it, what can you do if Yan Luojun is pushed down by you? It’s just a matter of taking a step back. Can you imagine Yan Luojun bowing his head? look like?"

Cheng Zhou was speechless, and then sneered, "Yan Luojun is like a white jade carved out of nobility, and needs to be covered with the best yellow silk cloth on the antique shelf. Looking up is a form of blasphemy."

Xia Da looked up at his young master stupidly, and couldn't tell whether it was sincerity or sarcasm, but he could smell the sourness, "Right, don't take it too seriously, it's all about life and death. If you are a grasshopper on the ground, don't talk about each other and stab your knife in the back. Isn't it your own size that is unlucky? If you get a good deal, don't worry about it."

Cheng Zhou turned around, "Living together and dying together are two different things. I will die and he will not die. One day I will die and he will die. I will not die if he dies. I will enshrine him as a Buddha from the hair to the heel. He followed his orders without complaint."

"Xiao Shiyou's eyesight is still as bad as ever."

Suddenly, a sigh-like sound came from behind and clung to Cheng Zhou's ear like a snake. Cheng Zhou was terrified. When he looked back, he found that his neck was so stiff that he couldn't move. Not only his neck, but his whole body was frozen. Like a popsicle snake, stiff and stiff, unable to move at all, the cold hissed from the feet to the top of the head.

As far as he could see out of the corner of his eyes, all his subordinates were lying on the ground, motionless and unconscious.

Cheng Zhou calmed down when he was at the mercy of others, and waited for the people behind him to come out. Since he has the ability to kill people without knowing it, but now he only does this and doesn't let him move. It's time to negotiate.

This kind of calm surprised the person behind him a little, but he changed another voice, "It seems that it is not useless, I said a long time ago that I have to trust Xiao Shiyou, it is because that idiot Dao Heng is too spoiled It seems that our little teacher is very self-willed."

Two people?Cheng Zhou saw the real bodies of these two without thinking any further.