Chapter 150 My Charming Ancestor 24
The shadowy figures on the cliff suddenly stopped breathing! What did they hear?
That woman's voice, even from such a distance, could be heard clearly by everyone! This is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!
Fear gripped their hearts instantly, making their hands and feet go numb!
"It's...it's an immortal! The immortal who was by the First Emperor's side!"
"She can withstand a hail of arrows! We can't kill her!"
"Don't panic! Drop the stones!" the leader roared hoarsely, trying to dispel the chill with his voice.
"She can block arrows, but can she block boulders? Smash them! Smash them all into mincemeat!"
If arrows are useless, then let's use more primitive and brutal force!
Rumble—
With a scraping sound, several large rocks that had already been loosened were pushed off the cliff by the combined force! Each one was enough to smash a carriage into a pancake!
"Quickly! Scatter!" Cao Can shouted, his eyes bloodshot and his voice cracking.
But this narrow mountain path offers nowhere to hide or conceal oneself!
Despair flashed in the eyes of the Qin soldiers, but they still used their flesh and blood to protect the prison cart and the immortal carriage!
Xiao He and Chen Ping were pale-faced, their minds racing.
"Stay close to the stone wall! Stay right next to the stone wall!"
"Find a corner and hide!"
However, just when everyone thought he was doomed, Zhou Jue didn't even lower the carriage curtain.
She simply stretched out one hand and gently lifted it towards the oncoming boulder.
"Thump!!"
A dull, deafening roar shook the entire valley! The boulder paused abruptly in mid-air, and then...
"Crack... Bang!!"
The boulder began to crack from the inside, instantly exploding into dust everywhere!
Pebbles falling like rain?
No! It's stone powder like mist!
The scattered stone chips landed on the invisible barrier without even causing a ripple, before being blown away by the air currents to both sides of the mountain path.
The whole world fell silent.
All that remained were the heavy, panting breaths of the Qin soldiers who had survived the ordeal.
Several clear "plop" sounds came from the cliff.
"Gods... immortals..."
One of the assassins' legs buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, terrified, his crotch soaked with sweat. Their spirit, their courage, along with those boulders, were shattered by that single finger!
"Retreat! Retreat now!"
The leader was the first to react, terrified out of his wits, and scrambled away at the edge of the cliff. The remaining shadowy figures, as if granted a pardon, scattered in all directions, wishing they had more legs!
"Immortal, shall we pursue him?!"
Cao Can snapped out of his daze, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. He dared to lead his men up the cliff as long as the immortal gave the order!
"No need." Zhou Jue waved his hand, lowered the carriage curtain, and a lazy voice came from inside the carriage:
"The bait has been cast, and we're just waiting for the fish to bite. It's no fun if we scare the anglers away now."
Xiao He and Chen Ping exchanged a glance, and cold sweat broke out on their backs again.
They understood.
All of this is just an appetizer.
The real trap is yet to come.
...
The road ahead was surprisingly calm, yet strangely eerie at every turn.
The group continued onward. But Xiao He, Chen Ping, and Cao Can were on edge.
They can't expect the immortals to intervene at all times. If everything depends on the immortals, what use are these three useless people to His Majesty!
This escort mission is a test, but also a stepping stone for them to rise to the top! They can't always be a burden to be protected!
Upon reaching a dense forest, Cao Can, who was at the front, suddenly reined in his horse and raised his hand to signal the group to stop.
Something's not right.
He dismounted, like an alert cheetah, and bent down to brush aside the thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground.
A few strands of grass, almost blending into the withered grass, lay across the middle of the road.
It's a tripwire! It's shimmering with an eerie green light; it's clearly soaked in deadly poison!
"Clear it! All troops, detour!"
Without hesitation, Cao Can immediately ordered his soldiers to handle the situation carefully.
Inside the carriage, Zhou Jue nodded in satisfaction as he monitored the scene through a tablet.
He is a promising young man.
After traveling for two more days, the group arrived at a post station.
An official claiming to be sent by the local prefect arrived with forged documents and earnestly requested that half of the troops be transferred to "suppress bandits".
In the past, they might have believed it.
This time, however, Chen Ping simply smiled and took the official's hand, engaging him in friendly conversation.
After an incense stick had burned, Chen Ping's smile suddenly turned cold, and in front of the official, he burned the document.
"Go back and tell the person who sent you that His Majesty's gift will definitely be delivered. Let him wait to receive it."
The official was so frightened that he ran away in a panic.
At the same time, Xiao He stopped all the soldiers who were about to go to the well to fetch water.
He personally led several trusted men to fetch well water, first testing it with a silver needle, then bringing over chickens and ducks from the post station to feed them. Half an hour later, the chickens and ducks foamed at the mouth, convulsed, and collapsed.
The water is highly poisonous!
"Seal off this well! The entire army must find another water source!"
Xiao He's orders were calm and decisive. The mundane affairs of the people that he had handled when he was the chief clerk of Pei County had now become his life-saving skills.
......
Ten days.
Ten days in total.
Their journey from Xianyang to Bolangsha was fraught with peril.
But they did indeed grow. From initial panic to later composure, they gradually understood that the immortals offered not just protection, but also an opportunity for a complete transformation.
Finally, when the three ancient characters "Bolangsha" appeared on the horizon, all three felt as if they had stepped into another world.
The small town was silent, the streets deserted. A chilling atmosphere hung over the place. Following their intelligence, they went straight to an inconspicuous old house in the south of the town.
The door was ajar.
Cao Can kicked open the gate, and dozens of elite soldiers armed with crossbows rushed in instantly!
However, the courtyard was empty.
A thin layer of dust had accumulated on the tables and chairs in the main hall, except for a square table and a few chairs, which were wiped spotless.
The place is deserted.
"They ran away?" Cao Can frowned.
“No.” Chen Ping shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the clean table. “He knew we would come. He’s just using this method to tell us that he doesn’t want to see us here.”
“I understand,” Cao Can nodded.
Xiao He took a deep breath and went inside.
He took out a bamboo scroll that had been prepared beforehand from his bosom, walked to the clean table, and gently placed it down.
There was only one sentence on the bamboo slip.
"His Majesty's courtesy has been extended. We will wait outside the city for three days to await the arrival of Master Zifang."
This is an open strategy.
A blatant and overt conspiracy.
Then, they left the strongman, whose mind had completely collapsed, in the hall.
"The entire army shall withdraw from the city and set up camp!"
...
When Qin Ruishi set up camp, it was in a secluded mountain villa dozens of miles away from Bolangsha.
Zhang Liang, dressed in plain clothes, had a somber expression. A mouthful of blood welled up in his throat, but he swallowed it back down with a heavy heart!
Before him lay several secret reports, and... the bamboo slip left by Xiao He.
Below the steps, the strongman he had once placed his hopes on was kneeling in a daze, reliving the nightmarish experience over and over again.
"The golden dragon aura...it's real! Ying Zheng...he's not human!"
"The immortal... the immortal only used one finger... my lord, just one finger! A mountain-sized rock turned to ash..."
Every word was like a red-hot iron hammer, slamming hard into Zhang Liang's heart!
He then looked at another secret report, which detailed the disastrous defeat at the valley ambush.
"An invisible wall that can block arrows... a single finger can shatter boulders..."
How to kill?
How can we kill them now?!
His elaborate schemes, his squandering of wealth, and his desperate gamble for revenge were nothing more than a childish game in the eyes of his opponent.
He killed Ying Zheng with brute force, but was protected by immortals, and Ying Zheng also embarked on the path of cultivating immortality.
He outwitted and killed Ying Zheng, who was surrounded by a group of strategists and officials whose intelligence and tactics were no less than his own!
This trip will make everyone in the world know that Ying Zheng is magnanimous, even sending back assassins he had killed, just to seek out people of insight.
This realization struck him like a thunderbolt, shattering all his pride and faith!
Could it be that he is truly unable to avenge his country and family?
Does everything he fought for still have any meaning?
What do national and personal grievances matter in the face of a "celestial being"?
He gripped the bamboo scroll tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
humiliation!
This is an unprecedented humiliation!
Ying Zheng didn't consider him an opponent at all, but only a whetstone, a whetstone to test the "talents" he had recently recruited!
"puff--!"
Overwhelmed with emotion, Zhang Liang could no longer hold back and coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining the secret report in front of him red.
Just then!
A trusted confidant scrambled in, his voice filled with unspeakable terror and horror!
"My lord! No...something terrible has happened!"
Zhang Liang suddenly looked up, his eyes fierce: "What's the panic!"
The confidant fell to his knees with a thud, his teeth chattering, and roared with all his might:
"That immortal...she...she left the Qin army camp alone!"
"They're...walking right towards us!!"
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