[Rebirth] General waiting for my return

As night fell, the sky was full of stars.

Zhao Qingming brought thirty elites from the Hongfeng Camp along the Yuluo River, and finally stopped at the place where Tan Muqiu and Zhao Duanwu fell into the water.

"There are no traces of fighting here, but there are broken branches in the jungle on one side. I picked up this thing on the side near the river." A follower said and handed the jade pendant in his hand to Zhao. Ching Ming.

This jade pendant looked very ordinary, not a rare item, but Zhao Qingming recognized it as what Zhao Duanwu was wearing at a glance.

"According to my subordinates, it should be that someone came out of the bushes on one side and jumped into the river, and deliberately left this thing as a reminder." The entourage said again.

The dim moonlight shone on Zhao Qingming's face, making his already cold face look even more stern, "Let ten people go along this road to investigate to see if there are any clues, and the rest follow me along the river." Search, and make sure to find their whereabouts before dawn."

Everyone should be busy hearing the words.

The night wind blew, the moon was suddenly covered by clouds, and the earth was instantly dark.

Tan Muqiu woke up leisurely, feeling sore and weak all over, and then found that his hands and feet were tied tightly.He was startled, and then struggled a few times.

"I've tried it, but it's very tightly tied, and I can't break it apart." Zhao Duanwu's voice sounded from the side.

Tan Muqiu's eyes slowly adapted to the darkness, only then did he realize that Zhao Duanwu was next to him and was also tied up tightly.

"Who caught us?" Tan Muqiu asked in a low voice.

Zhao Duanwu said: "I was tied up when I woke up, and I haven't seen anyone so far."

"You can't swim?" Tan Muqiu asked.

"You should ask me this before jumping into the river." Zhao Duanwu said: "You said jumping into the river, I thought you would, but I didn't expect you would not either."

Tan Muqiu sighed heavily, and said: "It's lucky that you didn't drown, let's untie the rope first." After saying that, he moved his body and turned his back to Zhao Duanwu, groping to untie the rope in the opponent's hand.

"Oh." A man's voice sounded in the darkness, and said: "Seeing that you two are struggling so much, why don't I help you and untie it for you."

The two stared at the prestige for a moment, and saw that someone in the darkness suddenly lit up the torch and lit an oil lamp.It's just that the man was sitting under the lamp with his back to the light, so he could only see a dark shadow but not his face.

Tan Muqiu turned his head and glanced at Zhao Duanwu in the dark, and the two of them had a tacit understanding without speaking.

"Don't talk?" The black shadow immediately smiled, and then walked towards the two of them holding the oil lamp.

The man held up the lamp and flashed it in front of the two of them, so that the two of them could see each other's appearance clearly. The man looked about 20 years old. There was an evil spirit, and a pair of pitch-black eyes were bottomless.

"The two young masters are so handsome, they don't look like ordinary young masters, what a pity." The man removed the oil lamp and walked back to put the oil lamp down.

"What's the pity?" Zhao Duanwu asked.

The man pretended to be mysterious and clicked his tongue twice, and said: "It's a pity that this shot will not rob you of wealth or sex next time, but it's a pity for the good fortune of the two young masters and these two good skins."

Hearing the words, Qin Muqiu turned his head to look at Zhao Duanwu again, and asked in a deep voice, "Then what did you rob this time?"

The man sighed, and said leisurely: "This time, it's fate!"

The dark clouds in the night sky suddenly dispersed, and the moonlight once again filled the earth.

Zhao Qingming and the elites of the Red Maple Battalion searched along the river and stopped at a shoal.

"The footsteps here are messy, and the vegetation on the shore has broken a lot. The person who fell into the water must have landed here." The person in charge of the investigation said.

"Both of them can't swim." Zhao Qingming frowned, and asked after a while: "Judging from the traces on the shore, how many people were there at that time?"

"At least six people." The soldier said: "The footprints on the bank are too deep, and they are not of ordinary stature. According to my subordinates, they may have been carried or carried by someone. If we infer this, It is possible that the other party is about six people, and they rescued the person who fell into the water here."

Zhao Qingming pondered for a moment when he heard the words, and said, "Rescue?"

"I don't dare to assert, I just guess." The soldier said.

Zhao Qingming nodded, and then another soldier came to report, saying that the soldiers who had been searching ahead had returned and found a trap in which a horse died.

Zhao Qingming called someone over and asked them carefully. The soldier told the story of the tragic death of the horse, which made Zhao Qingming break out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, it was the horse that died. If people also fell into it, the consequences would be disastrous.

"It is possible to determine who made the trap?" Zhao Qingming asked.

"There are sharpened high wooden stakes and low barbed wire buried in the trap, no matter whether it is a human or an animal, as long as they fall into it, there is no possibility of surviving." The soldier said: "The person who set up the trap must be very cruel. Orion, this subordinate thought it was done by someone from the army."

Zhao Qingming's eyes froze, and he said: "This place is close to the range of activities of the Nanba Army. You must be careful when you move. Leave ten people to find a place to hide at random. If something happens later, it will be easy to respond. The rest will immediately Stay here and follow my trail to find their whereabouts."

Everyone heard that after a brief deployment, ten soldiers and all the horses were left behind and hid in the jungle on the side one by one, and the remaining 20 people followed Zhao Qingming along the river and started tracking.

For Zhao Qingming, this night was the longest and most difficult night in his life.

He knew that Tan Muqiu was not far away from him, and his younger brother was walking with him.

But he had no choice but to suppress all the fear and uneasiness in his heart.He had to restrain the thoughts that started to diverge in his mind time and time again. He dared not imagine any consequences. As far as he was concerned, unless the other party was safe and sound, any other consequences would be tantamount to death disaster.

At the same time, Qin Muqiu, who was bound, spent almost the whole night imagining the situation he would face this time.There is no hope of escaping right now, since the man pronounced the sentence for the robbery of the two people, he sat on the chair and said nothing, presumably to watch the two people to prevent any change.

If you die this time...

Tan Muqiu thought in his heart that he had already died, and although practice makes perfect, he wasn't too scared.But what about Zhao Qingming?The other party must have been looking forward to the day of meeting after receiving the news that he left Zhongdu. If he couldn't wait for him, the other party would definitely be anxious.

God really knows how to play tricks on people, let yourself die repeatedly, but let people who care about themselves experience losing themselves repeatedly.

No matter how long the night, there is always an end.

As soon as it was dawn, the young man guarding Tan Muqiu and Zhao Duanwu pulled the ropes that bound them, and dragged them to an empty high platform.

Dozens of people in safari suits surrounded the high platform. Some of them had their hair tied up in strands, some had loose hair and wore crowns with feathers. They all had simple patterns tattooed on their faces. The same totem is tattooed on the bare arm.

Tan Muqiu looked at the young man, and saw that the man was dressed as a Dayu man, obviously not of the same race as the people surrounding the high platform.

"Looking at their attire, they must be from Nanba." Tan Muqiu said to Zhao Duanwu who was beside him.

Among the Nanba people, a man with three long feathers on his head walked up to the high platform and slowly walked in front of the two of them.

The two couldn't help but their hearts tightened, and they looked at each other.

"Don't try to mess with me. This is the priest of the Nanba tribe. No matter what he does, don't resist, otherwise these Nanba people will kill you on the spot." The young man warned.

The two of them were puzzled when they saw the Nanba priest suddenly stretched out his hand to Tan Muqiu's crotch, and squeezed it gently.

Tan Muqiu's body froze suddenly, before he recovered, the man withdrew his hand and stretched it towards Zhao Duanwu, and then squeezed it gently.

Both of them were embarrassed, and at this moment, the Nanba priest turned around and said something to the people under the high platform, and then a Nanba man handed a money bag to the young man.

The young man took the money bag and said to the two of them: "Nanba people use men to sacrifice to heaven, just now they are proving their integrity. The money I earn is only for arresting people. It is up to me whether you live or die for a while. I also hope your luck." It's better, I can escape this disaster." After saying that, he looked at the priest of Nanba.

Priest Nanba said another word, and then someone brought up a bamboo basket and placed it in front of the two of them.The basket was covered with two large leaves, one on the left and the other on the right.The leaves are slightly raised, and there seems to be something covered underneath.

"Stones and flowers?" Tan Muqiu murmured.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Duanwu asked puzzled.

Qin Muqiu swallowed a mouthful of foam and said: "My father wrote a story in "Strange People" that if a stranger breaks into some tribes, the leader of the tribe will ask the intruder to choose stones and flowers. It means death, but choosing a flower means life. I didn’t expect that such a tribe really existed, and we met it.”

"You mean there are stones and flowers under the leaves?" Zhao Duanwu asked.

"It's probably like this." Tan Muqiu said.

The young man curled up a smile when he heard the words, and said: "Unexpectedly, your father has such insight. The man under the leaves speaks like this young master. This time the Nanba people lost the battle, and they wanted to use the heads of foreigners to sacrifice to the sky. May the gods bless them to turn defeat into victory, but they don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so they use this method of dealing with intruders."

Tan Muqiu and Zhao Duanwu glanced at each other, and then looked at the two leaves in the basket, sweat dripping from their foreheads.