Chapter 52: Operator

At this time, Cheng Weiyao frowned and put her ear close to the wall. She could not hear the voices of Wen Chengyun and Zhang Weiguo clearly. Apart from Wen Chengyun's indication at the beginning that they could start the action, she got almost nothing else.

No wonder Wen Chengyun remained calm when the exile team was hijacked by bandits. It turned out they were one of our own...

If you think about it carefully, which bandit group is so well-managed? It's already good enough if they don't kill, injure or plunder.

The sound of conversation was already soft and faded away for a while. Cheng Weiyao thought she didn't hear it, but soon she noticed the gaze falling on her. When she looked up, Wen Chengyun was standing silently in front of the window.

"I heard a little, but not much."

Cheng Weiyao's ears turned slightly red. She didn't expect to be caught on the spot. Instead of quibbling, it is better to confess. Sincerity is always the killer skill. Anyway, what she heard was just a few traces and did not get close to the core secret.

The cold moonlight fell on Wen Chengyun's body. His face immersed in the night was against the light, and his eyes were as deep as an ancient well.

Cheng Weiyao let him look at her openly, her heart in her throat: What's going on? I can't reveal anything. Will I get caught?

Just as Cheng Weiyao was lost in thought, Wen Chengyun spoke up, "I can't protect anyone in a situation like the firewood room. You must be careful and stay alert."

Wen Chengyun's words were both straightforward and obscure. He tacitly agreed with Cheng Weiyao's guess that Zhang Weiguo was indeed one of their own, and revealed his current position.

Cheng Weiyao frowned, but before she could ask any more questions, Wen Chengyun's figure flashed away, and he had obviously returned to the backyard room where the men were imprisoned.

She pursed her lips and sat back against the wall with a thoughtful look on her face. Judging from what Wen Chengyun had just said, the purpose of this exile was far more complicated than she had imagined. Taking the small matter in the woodshed as an example, if she was also caught in the trap and did not stop it, what was the probability that Wen Chengyun would take action?

Cheng Wei Yao was preoccupied and fell asleep in a daze. When she regained consciousness, the sky outside the window had already turned pale.

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

"How long are you going to keep us locked up? You won't even give us a bite to eat or drink..."

After a night, the women woke up one after another. Most of the bags containing food, drink and money were on the men, so they naturally started to make a fuss.

The most important thing is that people have urgent needs, but there is not even a chamber pot in the woodshed, so several female family members simply walked to the door and planned to knock on it.

Before he could even put his hand on the door, the door of the woodshed was suddenly opened, and the woman who knocked on the door almost fell into the arms of the person who opened the door.

Wen Chengyun quickly took a step back, leaving the opportunity to throw himself into someone's arms to the person behind him. Cheng Weiyao was very satisfied with the indifference of this woman.

"Hey, what's this? Did you escape? Are you hurt? Let me see quickly. Did those bandits give you any trouble?

"Husband! My mother and I are all fine. We didn't fight with the bandits, did we? They were a bunch of ruthless killers..."

Seeing their men appear before them, the women cried with joy and pulled their men aside to ask about their well-being and look them up and down.

Cheng Weiyao frowned slightly, squinting her eyes as she stared at the white smoke not far away that hadn't completely dissipated. The air was filled with the smoky smell of a fire...

She took a few steps forward and opened the gate to the backyard. As expected, except for the backyard where the exiles were imprisoned, the rest of the village was full of broken walls and traces of burning.

Cheng Weiyao's sudden opening of the door made everyone's heart tighten, but when they looked carefully, there was no one outside. They felt relieved but also full of doubts.

"Where are those bandits? Was their village taken over last night? They look so miserable... Is this what they call good deeds will be rewarded in due time?"

"Hey, is anyone there?~ It seems there's no one else here. We're free now. Did the officers rise up last night?! They acted so weak before, they must have been faking a surrender!"

Everyone smacked their lips and lamented that things had changed, and retribution had finally come to the bandits. Cheng Weiyao turned around and looked at Wen Chengyun.

He stood alone in the noisy crowd, his calm and composed eyes revealing a sense of confidence in victory. When he met Cheng Weiyao's eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The bandits were a volatile and elusive force, now retreating into the shadows. Cheng Weiyao vaguely sensed that Wen Chengyun was a manipulator, and behind him seemed to be weaving a huge web...

Wang Gang, who was being held in solitary confinement, had already noticed something unusual about the mountain stronghold. After breaking free from the ropes, he immediately rushed to the compound where the exiles were being held with his brothers.

Just as the exiles were walking out of the backyard, they immediately shouted and drove them back: "Why are you running around outside? Everyone return to the yard, line up according to your families, and count the number of people..."

The officers breathed a sigh of relief. They had been worried that some people would take advantage of the bandits' unexpected hijacking to escape secretly or join the bandits. Unexpectedly, none of these people ran away. In fact, they even looked more energetic than themselves after a good rest.

After all, the officers were tied up and thrown on the ground, freezing all night, while the exiles had a sound sleep.

As for the serious criminals, they did have the idea of ​​joining the gang or escaping, but if they joined, they would have no chance to talk to the bandits at all; if they escaped, they would be intimidated by the killing god Wen Chengyun and could not escape at all.

"What are you so proud of? Now you're yelling at us. You weren't so arrogant when you faced the bandits before..."

"So the bandits disappeared on their own... I thought it was a plot by the officials. What was I expecting..."

After witnessing the fight between the bandits and the officers, the exiles' attitude towards the officers had deteriorated somewhat, which made Wang Gang and the others feel very aggrieved. This wasn't their first time escorting an exile group; they had encountered the blind bandits before, but this was the first time they had been completely defenseless against them.

"If you think being a bandit is good, then go ahead and join them. The worst that can happen is that you'll just be remembered for running away. Anyway, you'll be guilty of many crimes and your entire clan will be implicated. You'll be wanted by the imperial court like a rat and become homeless..."

Wang Gang nonchalantly criticized everyone, and sure enough, as soon as he said this, the complaints gradually died down. Cheng Weiyao gave him a thumbs up in her heart. This Wang Gang was quite something, and he was good at guessing people's minds.

After the officials counted the number of people, the exile team hurriedly resumed their original route and marched all the way down the mountain before stopping.

The resting place at the foot of the mountain not only has a tea stall, but also a rare government checkpoint...