Uncle Ping let these people spit at him, his eyes and actions pleading without a second, "Mr. Zhang, please. I'll do anything you ask, but innocent people shouldn't be implicated. They have wives and mothers at home to take care of."
He was asking for help from Zhang Guzi. If Su Huaiyue was closer, she would definitely see the emotion in Zhang Guzi's eyes.
But Zhang Qu was not someone to be trifled with. He was always ruthless and decisive. "Shut up!"
Then he waved his hand to signal the black-clad messenger to come forward, "These untouchables must die today."
The black-clad messenger pinned the three villagers to the ground, holding a long crescent-shaped knife in his hand.
Just when Zhang Qu ordered the execution, Wei Che and Su Huaiyue planned to rescue him.
They no longer tolerated it and planned to take quick action to stop the black-clad messenger while he was off guard.
No sooner said than done, a rumbling sound suddenly came from deep in the cave.
Thick smoke began to fill the air, as if something was on fire.
"It's the castle!" Su Huaiyue suddenly remembered, "The secret room where the bats were locked up that we found in the castle before should be right there."
Zhang Guzi and Zhang Qu were facing a formidable enemy. They stumbled for a moment before finally finding their footing. Their eyes blazed as they shouted, "Hurry! This is bad!"
The situation before us is obviously extremely complicated.
Wei Che and Su Huaiyue exchanged a quick glance, stopped their movements, and had already made a decision in their hearts.
Zhang Guzi and Zhang Qu no longer had the energy to care about what was happening in front of them, so they quickly walked towards the ancient castle, leaving only a black-clad messenger to deal with it.
The Black Messenger's usual practice is to take people into the dense forest, and there will be no trace after a rain.
Su Huaiyue found the right moment, took out his musket, and shot at the tree behind the black-clothed messenger. In an instant, a stream of fire rushed towards the black-clothed messenger.
Wei Che found the right opportunity, moved forward and hit him on the leg with a wooden stick.
The two of them worked together to capture the man.
The three detained villagers stared at what was happening in front of them in amazement, their faces filled with shock and gratitude.
"Who are you? Why did you save us?"
"It doesn't matter who we are. We have to leave now. The village is no longer safe. Do you know of any other hiding places?"
Wei Che added, "We must be careful and cautious. Zhang Qu and his men will definitely not give up. We must not be discovered."
One of the villagers nodded and motioned for them to follow. "I know a place. It's very hidden. No one but us will find it."
Led by the villagers, they tied up the unconscious black-clad messenger, carried him onto a simple wooden board, and headed towards a small cave covered by weeds at the foot of the mountain.
After passing through some narrow and rugged paths, we finally arrived at a secluded cave.
The entrance to the cave is very small and covered with weeds, making it difficult to find.
“This place is nice.”
Wei Che looked around and after confirming that it was safe, he helped others place the black-clad messenger in the cave.
Su Huaiyue's eyes showed a gentle light, and she said to the villagers: "You should be safe here, but don't take it lightly. We will try our best to find a way to deal with Zhang Qu and the others."
The villagers nodded, full of gratitude to her and Wei Che.
A villager sighed softly: "I hope the village can return to peace soon."
Wei Che held Su Huaiyue's hand and said softly but firmly: "We will do it."
The two exchanged a firm look again, and turned around tacitly to face the next challenge.
There was silence outside the cave, with only a few bird calls faintly audible, as if bidding farewell to their next action.
Su Huaiyue looked at the grateful villagers, but felt a little uneasy.
"You must remember not to show up and not to return to the village."
After instructing the villagers, the two prepared to continue checking.
However, Su Huaiyue had an idea. She whispered, "What do you think? If we disguise ourselves as black-clad messengers and sneak back in? Losing a black-clad messenger will definitely arouse suspicion, but it will also be a breakthrough point for us to infiltrate."
"No, this is too dangerous." Wei Che immediately objected, with an unquestionable firmness in his voice, "I can't let you take the risk."
While Su Huaiyue was silent, Wei Che spoke again: "I'll go."
His tone was as firm as a rock.
"I'm more familiar with that environment than you are, and my body shape matches theirs, so I won't reveal any flaws."
Su Huaiyue hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, hiding her worries in her heart.
She whispered, "Then you must be careful. We will meet here tonight."
"Don't worry, I know what to do."
Wei Che smiled slightly and patted Su Huaiyue on the shoulder.
They tidied up the clothes of the black-clad messenger who had just been captured, and carefully disguised Wei Che.
After some grooming, he was almost the same as the real black-clad messenger, except that his steps were a little unsteady, but thanks to Wei Che's hard work in disguising himself, it was not noticeable.
"Wait for my good news."
Wei Che turned and walked into the dense forest. His figure quickly disappeared in the night, leaving Su Huaiyue watching his direction and praying silently.
Wei Che walked carefully through the mountains and forests, trying not to make any noise.
This quiet forest seems even more mysterious at night, and there seems to be a sense of unease in the air.
He knew that every step had to be taken carefully, because any mistake could expose his identity.
"who?"
A deep voice broke the silence of the night.
Wei Che immediately stopped and looked up. It was another messenger in black.
He lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "It was me. I just dealt with those people."
"Dealt with it?"
The black-clad messenger looked at him suspiciously.
Wei Che nodded and continued, "Cut the body into pieces as usual and throw it down the mountain."
Hearing this, the black-robed messenger seemed relieved and nodded in response, "That's good. The master has ordered you to go to the dark room immediately."
Wei Che's heart tightened, but he remained expressionless: "Got it, I'll go right away."
The black-robed messenger slightly tilted his body, signaling him to go forward.
Wei Che suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and continued to move forward. His guess had been verified.
Those broken bones in the mountains were actually caused by these messengers.
As he approached the dark room, he could vaguely feel a heavier sense of oppression.
Wei Che walked to a hidden entrance, where two fully armed guards in black stood.
Sure enough, the entrance was heavily guarded. If he hadn't disguised himself as a black-clad messenger, he would have found it difficult to get close.
After entering the dark room, Wei Che immediately noticed the difference in the atmosphere.
There was an oppressive chill all around, a silent pressure intertwined with death and power.
He knew that any mistake could lead to his downfall.
Looking around, he saw a simple wooden table with some manuscripts scattered on it, and the flickering candlelight in the corner.
This place was obviously not just used for plotting conspiracies; perhaps there were secrets that he had never imagined.
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