290 Self-rescue
The master and disciple walked for a long way when they heard the roar of wild beasts not far away.
"Master, don't leave. Let's find a small hill to rest. I'll set up a trap to keep the wild animals away."
Sun Sicheng sighed: "That's good." In fact, he didn't even know if he was going the right way. It would be better to leave after daybreak.
Ping An is a bit directionally challenged, and he's not much better.
The two of them quickly found a small forest with slopes on both sides, which was very easy to set up. In just quarters of an hour, Ping An had set up a very good trapping formation, and also added a hidden formation outside the trapping formation.
Not to mention animals, even humans would have no chance of discovering them.
It was quite cold in the forest, so the master and disciple huddled together tightly, and pulled up many dead branches and leaves to block their view, so they could barely take a nap.
They didn't know that Ming Wanli and his men had been searching for people all night with torches, and in the second half of the night, they finally found the sealed tunnel.
Wanli led nine of his own people, as well as a small team, through the tunnel...
Sun Sicheng turned his neck and found nothing serious, but he still felt a little uncomfortable. He was also hungry, but he couldn't find anything to eat in the forest under the moon. He glanced at little Ping'an who was leaning against him obediently, and felt distressed. If it weren't for him, the child wouldn't have to suffer so much.
He remembered the old abbot's words that he was going to have a great disaster. The abbot had mentioned this to him twice, once when he was a child and once a few months ago.
I remember he asked what the solution to this disaster was, and the abbot just told him not to travel far away as much as possible, and that only Ping An could help him when the disaster really came.
Everything came true.
If it wasn't for Ping An, he might have really been taken to the Mongolian tribe by this man, drugged and tied up. It would have been a pipe dream for him to escape. He might not be able to come back in his lifetime, so it would be better for him to die.
Ping An was just twelve years old, still a child. They had only been here for a day or so. The other party had no idea that Ping An was good at poison and martial arts, so they were less vigilant and only tied his feet.
Ping An said that when this man was about to kill the general, Uncle Ming came over with them. Later, this man had no choice but to give up, but he still uttered wild words that the general would die of poison.
Sun Sicheng sneered. He had deliberately told this man in the morning that the general's poison was only half cured. In fact, the poison for the two of them had been cured by 80%. As long as they were cared for normally, their lives would not be in danger within half a month even if he and Ping An were not there.
It’s funny that he was mainly on guard against Military Doctor Ma at that time.
Ping An said that the man had obviously used a lot of force when he kicked the military doctor Ma, and he even heard the sound of his bones breaking.
Suddenly, his eyes fixed and he hugged Ping An tightly. Ping An also woke up. He had really fallen asleep just now.
"Master, what?"
Sun Sicheng covered Ping'an's mouth directly, then let go and pointed his finger at a place three meters away.
Ping An's eyes widened. Was that a wild boar? Or two?
Maybe they smelled the scent of people but couldn't see them, and they were wandering around there but couldn't get in.
He whispered to his master, "I know a trap formation, and I set up a hidden formation outside, covering a three-meter area. They can smell the scent but can't get in. Master, it would be great if we could kill such a big wild boar and roast it for meat."
His words were accompanied by the sound of his stomach growling.
Sun Sicheng rolled his eyes in the moonlight. He was also hungry, but he didn't think of roasting the wild boar meat. The two wild boars must have weighed more than 200 pounds. They were not easy to hunt.
Besides, since there are wild boars on the mountain, there might be wolves and other ferocious beasts. He suddenly remembered that the small formation that Ping An Bu had set up before had a time limit. The Bao family's formation lasted for quarter of an hour, and he heard that it took two hours to rescue Awu.
How long did it take this time?
Ping An heard the master ask, "Master, as long as we don't go out, we'll be fine for the whole day, but if the noise is loud, we can hear it, but if it's quiet, it's fine."
In fact, he would also set up a soundproofing array, but there is no need for that in this big mountain.
Sun Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief.
The two wild boars stayed for nearly an hour before leaving. The master and disciple felt awkward at first, but later they let go and simply ignored them, but they could no longer fall asleep.
Hungry, very, very hungry.
Ping An touched his belly and said, "We are so kind. We let that man go into the cave to rest in peace even though he treated us like that. I really want to go back and drag the body out."
Sun Sicheng smiled. Neither the master nor his disciple were hard-hearted people: "You also said that after crossing that mountain, we will reach the land of the Mongolian people. If the Mongolians come up the mountain and find us, will we be able to escape in time?
What I am most worried about now is how long it will take us to reach the camp and what is the correct way to go, after all, we were both unconscious before.
I guess he used the tunnel to bring us here, but it's still unknown whether the tunnel entrance exists."
Ping An also fell silent.
The open areas on the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty are protected by city walls. Some dangerous mountains and ridges without city walls are guarded by garrisons, while those on cliffs are patrolled by soldiers.
This area of the northern border has been garrisoned by the Huang family army in recent years, claiming to have an army of 100,000. However, they have no idea whether there are actually that many troops.
But it was obvious that this man brought two people and two horses with him, and it was very likely that they took the tunnel on the edge of the cliff. The carriage was destroyed, and the horses used were prepared in advance.
The problem is that this tunnel cannot lead to the bottom of the cliff and cannot be opened. The only way is to follow the tunnel along the edge of the cliff and then find an entrance into the mountain. This man has been a military doctor for many years and should know this place very well.
So how do they get back?
He thought of Wanli. Wanli would not abandon them. If they could not find a way to go back, they could only live as savages with Ping An for a few days.
It has to be said that Sun Sicheng's guess was almost right.
Ping An was thinking at the moment, that person rode a horse to lead them to the cave, it was all morning, and they didn't rest until dark, how much mountain road did they walk in the meantime? Horses can't walk fast on mountain roads, but they are not worse than people walking. Even if a person walks for most of the day, he should have walked dozens of miles, right?
How many mountains are there in dozens of miles? And the mountain before that is the Mongolian tribe?
Oh my god.
The master and the disciple each had their own thoughts, but neither of them said them out loud for fear of making the other more worried.
Here, Wanli led his men walking through the forest with torches in hand, and they indeed found horseshoe prints, which made everyone excited.
He looked back at the people behind him. They were not only his own people, but also some soldiers. These people were also tired, and it was already late at night.
"Listen everyone, there are a lot of trees here. For safety, everyone should climb up a tree and rest for two hours. We will continue our search at daybreak."
A soldier immediately climbed up the tree. There were wild beasts in the mountains and they had to be careful.
Erqiang's eyes were red and swollen, and his voice was hoarse: "Uncle Ming, if we take a break, that person will run even further."
Ming Wanli patted his shoulder and said, "I'm not worried about that. Master Ping'an is very smart. He has a lot of things on him. We have only been here for a day. The man only knows that Master Ping'an is young and doesn't know that he is good at poison and kung fu. In a hurry, he will not search his whole body. It is not difficult to kill such a person.
I'm worried that they won't be able to find the tunnel entrance and come back. We can only look for any clues about them after daybreak. Also, the torches are too bright, and it wouldn't be a good thing if they attract someone. A few dozen miles ahead is the real border."
Erqiang stopped talking. Ping'an was indeed good at poison and had good kung fu, but he didn't know how seriously the eldest master was injured and whether it was serious.
Lin Feng kept his mouth shut and basically said nothing after the accident.
The master he wanted to protect all his life was kidnapped right under his nose. What was the meaning of the oath he made that day?
In the final analysis, I am too weak and not strong enough.
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