289 Where is this

When Ping'an woke up, he found himself lying across a horse with a man sitting behind him, who was undoubtedly Doctor Hou.

He and his master guessed that it might be Doctor Ma, or one of General Hao's guards. He didn't expect it to be him, a kind-looking man. It really is true that one cannot judge a person by his appearance.

He didn't move, pretending to be still asleep, and looked around hard.

This is a mountain forest.

There is a horse behind, and I can vaguely see shaking feet. Those are the master's boots, which means that the master is still alive. As long as I am careful enough, I can take the master away.

But not now.

There has to be a good moment, enough for him to use the drug, any kind of drug will do, as long as the person falls asleep for one minute, it will be enough for me to kill him.

Why is it so dark? Where are we?

The accident happened in the morning. He remembered that he was knocked unconscious by a knife. Could it be that he had been unconscious for most of the day? Was this man's knife so powerful?

Ping An had no idea that this A Mang also knew how to make ordinary sleeping pills. He was afraid that the two would wake up early, so he had a horse, so he drugged both Sun Sicheng and Ping An.

"Damn it, why is this road so difficult to walk on now? No, it's getting dark, I have to find a cave to stay in. I'll reach the Mongol territory tomorrow morning after crossing the forest."

Ping An listened to the man talking to himself, occasionally mixing in some Mongolian, and he was talking very excitedly.

However, we can get several pieces of information from his words. First, he is not Hou the military doctor, but a Mongolian. Second, they have been running for almost a day, and after crossing this mountain, they will reach the Mongolian territory.

This won’t work. We can’t go into the Mongolian territory, otherwise my master and I might not be able to escape.

The man behind him jumped off his horse, and Ping An's face was suddenly slapped hard by a hand: "Are you awake, Ping An, Ping An."

Ping An let him beat him without moving.

"It seems that I gave you too much medicine. It's better this way, so I don't have to look for ropes to tie you up. When did I, Ah Mang, become such a coward? What is there for an unarmed child to worry about?

Damn it, how come it gets dark so quickly? Where can I find the cave entrance around here? My parents are still waiting for me, I can’t die in the wolf’s mouth.”

Ping'an saw the man walking in front, and he felt very uncomfortable lying across the horse like this, but if he couldn't hit him with one strike, he and his master would probably die.

He is not sure.

A quarter of an hour later, the man became excited.

"Okay, we finally found the entrance to the cave. Dad and Mom, please wait for your son for one more night. We will be able to meet tomorrow, or at the latest the day after tomorrow."

After we get down the mountain, there are only a hundred miles left, and a fast horse should be able to reach it in one day.

The horse sped up, and Ping'an could feel that the person in front of him was in a very good mood, as if he was about to fly.

But he and his master suffered.

A quarter of an hour later, Ping An was carried into a cave. The cave was not deep and he could vaguely see the dust on the cave wall without opening his eyes.

The dusk deepened, with only a faint moonlight.

It is now the middle of the month.

While the man was carrying the master, Ping An quickly took out a small pack of "Yi Zhan Yun" from his inner pocket.

This name was given by Xiaoshan. If you come into contact with this medicine, you will feel dizzy, and if you take too much, you will die.

He wants this man to die.

When footsteps were heard outside the cave again, Ping'an was still lying motionless, with the things in his sleeve pocket where he could easily reach them.

There was a "bang" sound.

Ping'an's hatred grew even stronger. He threw his master to the ground without him even saying a word. It was either because the drug was too strong, or because the man had chopped him too hard with his knife today.

I have to tell the truth about Ping An.

Sun Sicheng was indeed hit hard by the knife. Ah Mang was strong and panicked at the time, so he didn't control the strength of the knife. Moreover, when he gave Ping An the medicine at noon, he gave him more medicine.

Fortunately, the medicine is common, otherwise the person would be dead.

"My dear, you just block the entrance tonight. If a beast comes and really eats you, I can't do anything about it. Hehe, hehe, I'll keep this little one for myself. Damn it, I'm really starving to death. Go to sleep."

Ping An really heard the man's stomach growling, and he also felt hungry.

"Fuck, that's fucking real."

Ping An knew that this person was really hungry. What should he do if he couldn't fall asleep for a while? No, he should wait and see.

After a while, Ping An felt that the man sat up again. After a while of rustling, they actually tied his feet up with a belt. They wanted to tie his hands, but unfortunately the belt was only so long, and one end of the belt was in the man's hand.

"Damn it, now you can get some sleep."

A quarter of an hour later, the man snored loudly, but Ping'an didn't move. Another half hour passed, and Ping'an quietly counted his breaths. The man was indeed asleep.

With the faint moonlight shining in from outside the cave, Ping'an slowly opened the oil paper bag. The powder inside was enough to keep two people unconscious for a day.

He had great jumping ability. He jumped up suddenly and pressed his hands on the man's mouth and nose, holding them tightly. The man struggled for a moment and then stopped moving.

The drug is so strong that if he is given the chance to cover the man's mouth, he will faint.

Ping An still didn't let go and continued pressing for another minute before retracting his hand, with the oil paper still stuck to the man's mouth and nose.

He glanced at the master and hurriedly untied the cloth strap on his feet. Fortunately, it was not a knot.

He still returned the man's belt, but tied it around his hands.

He was still too cautious. In fact, such a large amount was enough to make this man unconscious for a whole day and night.

And he would not give this person the chance to faint for a day and a night.

"Master, Master." Ping An took out the antidote and shook it under the master's nose. Soon Sun Sicheng hummed, "Master, Master, I am Ping An."

"Ping An, Ping An, where is this, oh, my neck hurts."

Sun Sicheng began to dry heave, unable to open his eyes, and saw stars in front of his eyes.

"Master, we were taken to the mountain by the military doctor Hou. We have been running for a day. Beyond this mountain is the Mongolian territory. I used a drug to knock out the military doctor Hou and tied his hands."

Sun Sicheng sat up slowly for a while and regained consciousness. He looked at the military doctor Hou beside him and found that he had changed his appearance. He must have been wearing a human skin mask before, so he would call him that for now. This man's surname was obviously not Hou and he could only be a Mongolian.

No wonder his face looks a little strange, it always seems a little awkward.

"Ping An, we won't keep this man, just seal him in the cave. Let's head back now, the moonlight is still pretty good."

Ping An thought about it and agreed. It would be boring to stay in the cave. It would be better for him to ride on a horse with his master and find a place where he could set up a hidden formation. Even if they encountered wolves, it would not be a problem.

He felt around Doctor Hou in the moonlight and found a purse with quite a few things in it, including silver bills and silver ingots.

A dagger, probably the one pointing at the master's throat. He really wanted to stab him with the knife, but he was a little afraid to do it.

He is still too kind-hearted.

He took out two pieces of paper from the man's inner pocket and took a look at them in the moonlight. They were indeed silver bills. His mouth curled up.

Sun Sicheng was speechless. This little disciple was good in every way except that he couldn't stand the sight of money, just like Erqiang.

However, it’s better to take the money from a dying person, otherwise it would be a waste.

Sun Sicheng thought so and felt that Ping An was right. There is a saying that waste is shameful, and it was a pity to be buried in the cave with this person.

The child still did the right thing.

"Master, let's go out first."

Sun Sicheng walked out of the cave, his head had healed a lot. He helped Ping An pile up things in the cave. He was still a little afraid of killing people with a knife, but he could use medicine.

There was only a small hole left, so he still used some medicine just in case.

Ping'an said nothing. His master was just as cautious as he was. This man would die to the point of being irreparable.

Untying the horse rope, "Master, please go ahead."

He would feel uneasy if he couldn't see his master. As far as Kung Fu was concerned, his Kung Fu was much better than his master's. His master couldn't even do Qinggong, let alone the Snow-Walking Steps.

Before, he asked his master to teach him, but the master always said that he was too old. Now he thinks it is better to keep learning throughout life.