81. Rescue

After a while, Le Jiang's footsteps were heard again. Le Jiang returned to the room with a gloomy face and threw a small wooden box to Mr. Liang, saying: "I have already ordered people to deal with those four people. You have the things. I will send someone to take you to the capital of Nanzhao later." Mr. Liang opened the box and looked at it. He nodded with satisfaction and said: "Very good, in this case, we will not waste time. Where are my housekeeper and guards?" Le Jiang snorted disdainfully and said: "Your housekeeper is still weak and can't walk. As for the guard, he is even more useless. He fell off the cliff when he came down. The people of the Central Plains are a bunch of pus!"

"You!" Master Liang suppressed his anger and said, "I understand. Send me to Nanzhao as soon as possible."

"Very good." Le Jiang nodded with satisfaction and said, "You rest first, we will set off soon."

Outside the palace, Ye Li glanced at Han Mingxi. Han Mingxi shook his head silently. There were indeed many corpses at the bottom of the cliff, but they were all bones that had been exposed to the wind and rain for many days. There was no body of Zheng Kui. I'm afraid Zheng Kui didn't fall off the cliff by mistake, but was killed by these southern Xinjiang people.

The sick scholar was not in a hurry to do anything to Mr. Liang, because the two southern Xinjiang people who were poisoned by the sick scholar had been discovered. The originally quiet underground palace suddenly became noisy. Mr. Liang left under the protection of many guards, and Ye Li and the other four had to disperse to avoid the guards' inspection and prepare to leave. An San naturally went with Ye Li, and Han Mingxi had to reluctantly follow the sick scholar.

"Sir, we..."

Ye Li shook his head and said, "Let's not leave yet, let's go in and take a look." Without the hindrance of the sick scholar and Han Mingxi, the two of them could move more conveniently. They carefully sneaked into the depths of the underground palace. This underground palace is not too big, and it is only divided into seven or eight rooms. The two searched several rooms and found nothing useful. Finally, they fixed their eyes on the deepest room. Unlike other rooms, the door of this room was tightly closed, and two people from Southern Xinjiang holding weapons were standing at the door to guard it. Ye Li glanced at An San and skillfully made a gesture: You left, I right!

An San nodded, and the two of them approached the door lightly, and then simultaneously attacked from the left and right to restrain the two guards. An San silently broke the other's neck. Ye Li looked at the person who had fainted in his hand, frowned, and put the person in a hidden place. Looking at the lock on the door, Ye Li frowned and pulled out a golden hairpin from her sleeve. She gently twisted the golden hairpin and pulled out the sharp and sharp golden needle from the lock hole. She twisted it a few times, and the lock came with a click. Ye Li nodded to An San in the dark, pushed the door open, and slipped into the door. An San squatted in the dark vigilantly and stared at the movements around him. After a long while, Ye Li slipped out from inside again and locked the door again.

Probably because Han Mingxi and the sick scholar's group attracted too many troops, Ye Li and An San clearly felt that there were fewer people searching than before. Following the marks Han Mingxi left secretly along the way, they saw the light of the cave entrance in less than half an hour. However, they could smell the dangerous flower fragrance coming from outside when they were still some distance away from the cave entrance, which was exactly the same as the flower fragrance on the mountain. An San took out a few pills from his arms and handed them to Ye Li. Ye Li crushed them and put them under her nose to smell them, and laughed softly, "Did you get them from the sick scholar?" Without outsiders present, An San's expression was much more vivid. He smiled with a hint of pride and said, "Yes, he had too much poison on him. I was afraid of making a mistake so I didn't dare take more. This is the medicine he gave us before. It will probably last for an hour and a half."

"Great." Each of them took a pill. An San walked to the cave entrance and looked around before turning back and waving to Ye Li. The two carefully slipped out of the cave entrance but were stunned by the scene in front of them. The whole place was covered with a bright red color. The cave entrance was less than two meters below the cliff. The bottom of the valley was full of bright red flowers, and almost every flower had a red and black snake coiled under it, and some were even climbing and wandering on the flowers and branches. Ye Li finally understood why Han Mingxi couldn't help cursing after he came to his senses. This damn place really makes people feel cold in their bones. However, the exit is in such a dangerous place, and it is not arrogant for the people of Nanjiang not to have a large number of guards to guard it.

"Can we get through?" Ye Li asked, pointing to the cliff opposite.

An San took a look and nodded, "It should be fine."

"Be careful, if you fall in, no one can save you." Once you fall into the sea of ​​flowers, you will be swallowed by the flowers and snakes in an instant, leaving no trace. An San frowned and said, "How can you get there, sir?" He can fly over with his Qinggong, but he can't carry people with him. I'm afraid your Qinggong is not enough to fly over by yourself. The terrain here is too low and the ropes are not very useful. If you are not careful, you may be bitten by those snakes that may jump out at any time. Ye Li sighed helplessly, "This broken place is really a headache, but if we can get out, this adventure is worth it. You go first, I'll take another way."

An San did not move. Although he knew that the princess was very powerful, he really did not see any other way to go. It was not safe to stay here all the time. Although there was no one here now, it did not mean that no one would come in the future.

Seeing An San's stubborn look, Ye Li waved her hands helplessly and said, "Forget it. I'll go first, you stay here and wait for me to go before you go. I really don't know why you are so stubborn." An San said in a deep voice, "We are the young master's secret guards, so we should naturally put the young master's safety first." Ye Li rolled her eyes to the sky, "Thank you. It would be better if you could have more confidence in me."

It was not until the sky gradually darkened that Ye Li climbed out of the cave and climbed up the cliff with the dagger in his hand. Before he climbed a little, Ye Li looked down at An San who was following behind him and asked, "What are you doing?" An San said in a deep voice, "I am with the young master."

"Do you think I want to do that? If I had your Qinggong, I would have gone straight over there." Ye Li looked at An San unhappily, and raised her head to continue climbing up. An San had already reached Ye Li's side and said, "This cliff is at least a hundred feet high. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult for you to climb up directly." Ye Li laughed softly and said, "Who said I have to climb all the way up? Just go a little higher. There is a protruding stone there, right there." An San looked at a protruding stone not far above that was not small, and nodded, "I understand. Young Master, I'll go over first."

"Be careful." Ye Li instructed.

An San nodded, tapped his left foot on the cliff and shot out. However, perhaps because of the posture he had when climbing the cliff before, he seemed exhausted when he flew into the air. Although he could use the flowers on the ground to gain strength, they would not be able to find antidotes if they were bitten by snakes. Ye Li cursed and shot the dagger in his left hand towards An San's feet. An San tapped the dagger and flew into the air again. After a few ups and downs, he landed on the opposite hillside. After losing a dagger, Ye Li spent some effort to climb up the protruding stone on the cliff. The stone was not big, and even if Ye Li leaned against the cliff, she could only stand there. This should be a protruding piece of a huge rock growing in the mountain. After standing firmly on the stone, Ye Li took a breath and took out the rope from the bag. He fixed one end of the rope to the sleeve arrow and shot it towards the opposite side.

The An San on the opposite side caught one end of the rope, found a place to fix it, and shook the rope to inform Ye Li that it was ready. Ye Li also found a place to fix this end, pulled hard, and then held the rope and slid down.

"Master!" Seeing Ye Li land safely, An San quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Li patted his clothes and said, "Let's go. This should be the mountain behind the village where we lived before. We should be able to find a way out from here." An San nodded and followed Ye Li and said, "Master, I know where this place is. This is Snake Valley."

"Snake Valley?"

An San nodded and said, "Some of the seniors in the Dark Guards once followed the prince to the southern border. It is said that there is a snake valley in the southern border that is full of red snake poison flowers. However, it is said that the prince burned the snake valley clean, and it was unexpected that it was restored in less than ten years. However... the location seems to be wrong. The snake valley should be in the southwest of southern border. How can it be so close to Shattered Snow Pass?" Ye Li shook her head and said, "This place must have been specially arranged by someone. Didn't you notice that the snake venom flowers are all arranged in rows, and even the distance between each one is almost the same. They definitely didn't grow naturally. And those snakes. Even if the snake venom flowers were revived, there wouldn't be so many red snakes here. Both the flowers and the snakes must have been planted and raised by humans."

Thinking of the scene in the sea of ​​flowers just now, An San couldn't help but curse: "Are all the people in Southern Xinjiang crazy? Such a dangerous thing..."

"People in Southern Xinjiang are not afraid of snakes." Ye Li said with a smile, "I guess the reason why people in Southern Xinjiang set up such a snake valley that everyone would stay away from is to hide the things in the belly of this mountain."

"Weapons foundry?" An San asked doubtfully.

Ye Li smiled and said, "No, there are more interesting things. Let's leave here first. Do you see Han Mingqing's mark?"

An San was squatting on the ground, looking at the things on the ground and said, "They must have had some problems. This mark... is placed in a very messy way." It was already night, and there were no footprints or anything like that. An San searched for a long time before he found the mark left by Han Mingxi. Ye Li frowned, squatted down and looked at it, thinking in a low voice, "It has been two hours since we separated from them. We should be able to walk about twenty miles in an hour. Both of them can do Qinggong... But Qinggong is not used to speed up, so let's just count thirty miles. Under normal circumstances, they should be more than sixty miles away now. So... Han Mingxi was ambushed? Or were they both captured together?"

"The Sick Scholar would not plot against Han Mingxi. Tianyi Pavilion has many spies, and someone in Yonglin City must have seen the Sick Scholar and Han Mingxi together. If something happened to Han Mingxi, the Sick Scholar would not be able to explain to the Tianyi Pavilion Master." An San said. Ye Li frowned and said, "Then... they might have been caught? An San, let's split up and look for Han Mingxi to see if he left any other marks." If something happened to Han Mingxi, not only would the Sick Scholar be in trouble, but they would also have trouble explaining to Han Mingyue. After all, she was the one who went to find Han Mingxi first, and Han Mingxi followed her to Southern Xinjiang. If they were really caught, they could only pray that Han Mingxi had not been killed.

In a hidden village somewhere in southern Xinjiang, Han Mingxi was lying limply on the ground. His body was tied up tightly with ropes and he couldn't move. The sick scholar not far away was in an even worse condition. Not only was he tied up with iron chains, but he was also covered in wounds. He was coughing constantly and looked like he was only half dead. Regardless of his own wolfish appearance, Han Mingxi smiled at the sick scholar and said, "What's wrong with you? Can you hold on?"

"Are you so sure they will come to rescue us?" The sick scholar coughed lightly, raised his head and asked.

Han Mingxi laughed and said, "I believe Jun Wei will not abandon me."

The sick scholar snorted and said, "I believe he came to save you for the sake of Tianyi Pavilion."

Han Mingxi didn't get angry either, and smiled: "So what? He won't come to save you just because you are the third in command of Yanwang Pavilion. Now it seems that we can only wait for Jun Wei to save us, right? But you, the third young master, why don't you find someone to save us now?" Looking sideways at the sick scholar who was hung up, Han Mingxi was full of resentment. If this guy hadn't forced them to find the Blue Sky Flower, how could he have fallen into the hands of these people? Now he didn't see the Blue Sky Flower, but it is very likely that they will go to hell soon. That really fulfilled Jun Wei's words that if you go to heaven, you will go to hell.

The sick scholar coughed a few times and said, "Since you have so much confidence in Chu Junwei, why do you keep reciting here?" Han Mingxi choked and whispered, "Didn't you see the place we came out of? Junwei is different from you and doesn't have any medicine to restrain poisonous snakes. Who knows if they can get out. Maybe they were stunned by those ghost flowers as soon as they came out of the cave. And... those poisonous snakes..." The sick scholar was silent for a moment and said lightly, "Zhuo Jing took some medicine from me when I came down from the cliff." Seeing Han Mingxi staring at him, he curled his lips and said, "Don't look at me like that. I didn't know it until I broke up with them. He took the anti-dizziness drug and the soft muscle powder pill from me, which is the kind I gave you on the mountain."

Han Mingxi rolled his eyes and said, "So later on you could only give me one kind of medicine that stinks to death!"

"Don't worry, they are fine." The sick scholar held back his cough and said in a deep voice.

Han glanced at him clearly, "How do you know?"

"That Liang guy wanted to kill us right away. But Le Jiang didn't do anything in the end. He must have been waiting for them to come."

"They want to catch them all in one fell swoop?" Han Mingxi frowned. The sick scholar said, "Don't forget that Chu Junwei has been behind us, and they didn't follow us when we left the cave. After we left, they must have done something behind us. So these people must catch them. Do you think they didn't see the marks you left along the way?" Han Mingxi said angrily, "You knew they deliberately used us to lure Junwei into the trap, why didn't you remind me?" The sick scholar sneered disdainfully, "Why should I remind you? Now at least Chu Junwei still has a chance to rescue us. If he doesn't come, you and I will be dead."

"He might die with us!"

"So what?"

Flop…

There were two clear sounds from the window outside, and the two of them stopped and looked out the window at the same time. A nimble figure quickly flipped in from the window, turned around and smiled at them, saying, "Brother Han, don't worry. I will definitely not die with you."

"Jun Wei!" Han Mingxi shouted in surprise.

"Tsk..." Ye Li put a finger across her lips and winked at him. Han Mingxi quickly lowered his voice and said, "How did you get in? This village is full of ambushes." Ye Li smiled and said, "There is no 100% safe guard in this world. It depends on whether you can find a place to break through. Hey... Brother Han, and Third Master, you all owe me a life." The sick scholar snorted and said, "Those will only count after we are all out of danger." Chu Junwei must have heard the conversation between him and Han Mingxi just now, but looking at the boy in front of him with a bright smile, the sick scholar was not sure whether he was holding a grudge or not.

"Well, you're right." Ye Li said helplessly. Pulling out the dagger, he quickly cut the rope on Han Mingxi's body, and threw him a sword, saying, "It's hard to find a good weapon in Southern Xinjiang, so just use it." Han Mingxi took the sword and smiled, "Thank you, Jun Wei." The rope on Han Mingxi's body was easy to deal with, but the iron chain on the sick scholar was not so easy to deal with. Ye Li took a while to untie the iron chain. The sick scholar stretched his muscles and asked, "Where is your guard?" Ye Li smiled and said, "He is preparing a big gift for the Luoyi tribe." Walking to the window, Ye Li imitated a few bird calls of varying lengths. After a while, a certain place in the village suddenly became noisy, and then more places, but in a moment it seemed that the whole village was lively. Ye Li smiled with satisfaction and said, "Okay, let's go!"

As soon as the sick scholar opened the door, several feather arrows shot out. Han Mingxi grabbed him from behind and Ye Li lifted the door with one foot. Several arrows from behind hit the wooden door. The sick scholar glared at Ye Li angrily. Ye Li smiled at him and Yan, "This is a thank you gift for the Third Master inviting me to die with you just now."

The sick scholar knew he was in the wrong, so he just snorted and said nothing.

The archers outside were watching the door with vigilance. With a bang, the wooden door was opened and a shadow jumped out. Then, a cluster of feather arrows shot out.

Bang, bang! A man came out of the window on both sides of the small building. After a few whooshing sounds, several archers felt a sharp pain in their bodies and fell down one after another. Ye Li walked out from the door, took a look at the cloth bag on the ground that was shot like a hedgehog by random arrows, and the corpses lying on the ground with a dim look in his eyes, "Let's go quickly. Zhuo Jing can't hold on any longer." At this time, the whole village was in chaos, and there were flames in several places. It seemed that Zhuo Jing had set a lot of fires and burned some places. A few strange bird calls were heard not far away, and Ye Li took Han Mingxi and ran in one direction without hesitation.

When passing by a spring, the sick scholar sneered, took out something from his arms and threw it in. Han Mingxi's eyes flashed when he saw it, but he didn't say much and quickly followed Ye Li in front. When they arrived, An San was already surrounded by people, and he was obviously struggling. Ye Li looked around and saw that all the main figures in the village were there. No wonder they only sent a dozen people to guard. Ye Li remembered something he had taken from the underground palace. Obviously, in Le Jiang's eyes, that thing was much more important than the lives of Han Mingxi and the sick scholar.

"Rescuing two and losing one, this is really not worth it." Ye Li frowned helplessly, "Brother Han, can you catch that old man?" Pointing to Mr. Liang who was standing under heavy protection, Ye Li asked softly. Han Mingxi frowned and said, "There are too many people around him. And... the old man is too fat." The sick scholar stretched out his hand and handed over two things, "Throw this into the air, and feed this directly into the mouth of Mr. Liang."

"That's better." Han Mingxi took it in his hand, weighed it, and nodded.

An San looked indifferently at the people in front of him who were wearing Southern Xinjiang costumes and surrounding him, swinging the weapons in his hands mercilessly.

"Zhuo Jing, hold your breath!" Han Mingxi's voice suddenly sounded, and a dark figure flew through the air and rushed into the crowd. An San held his breath instantly. Unlike in Southern Xinjiang and Xiling, not many people knew the Central Plains language. So as soon as Han Mingxi landed on the ground, a bunch of people fell down. An San also took the opportunity to get rid of the siege and jumped onto the roof of one side. Han Mingxi landed smoothly next to Mr. Liang, but he was paralyzed on the ground and groaned. He pinched his mouth open and stuffed the medicine directly into his mouth. He patted his face with a smile and said, "Old boy, you're done."

Le Jiang was one of the few people from Southern Xinjiang who had not fallen down. Seeing the people lying on the ground, his face was extremely ugly. Looking at Master Liang who was begging for help from him, he looked more like an enemy and a disaster, "Damn Central Plains people! What did you do?!" Han Mingxi was in a good mood at this time. Most of the depression of the whole day disappeared immediately. He picked up Master Liang and threw him in the direction of the sick scholar, laughing and saying, "Leyi tribe leader, you still have the nerve to ask us what we did? Don't you think about what you have done?" Le Jiang snorted and said disdainfully, "Do you think a little poison can scare the people of our Leyi tribe?"

Han Mingxi smiled nonchalantly, "The poison is not mine, so what does it have to do with me? Why don't you get your people to stand up?"

The sick scholar came out carrying the fat Mr. Liang. Mr. Liang's face had turned as dark as ink and he looked like he was dying. It was obvious that he had been poisoned. Le Jiang was terrified. Although he was good at using poison to drive away snakes, he couldn't tell what kind of poison Mr. Liang had been poisoned with. And this wealthy businessman from the Central Plains that he hated must not die. "What do you want?"

The sick scholar said calmly, "Let us go and don't let anyone catch up with us. Otherwise... I will kill him."

Le Jiang thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay. But... give me back what you took from the underground palace!" He pointed at Ye Li and An San with murderous eyes. Ye Li blinked and smiled innocently, "It's not a good thing, so what? I'll give it back to you. Who knows what you wrote crookedly?" Le Jiang stared at him suspiciously, "I don't understand why you took it away?" Ye Li smiled and said, "If it's an important thing, I suggest you don't decorate it so gorgeously in the future. Isn't that a sign for others to take it? This young master likes those gorgeous little things the most in his life. Here, I'll give you this useless broken thing." After saying that, Ye Li took out something and threw it over. Le Jiang received a dark wooden box. On the lid were some twisted things that looked like words or pictures. It was obvious that the box was originally decorated with something, but now it was full of small uneven pits. The decorations had obviously been taken away.

Le Jiang checked the lock on the box and found no signs of being triggered. He heaved a sigh of relief. His expression became much better. He looked at Ye Li arrogantly holding a golden thing in his hand and playing with it, and said with a smile: "There are a few other things I took from the table. I believe that Chief Le Jiang would not be so stingy as to not allow me to keep a souvenir, right?"

Le Jiang snorted and said, "You can go now." He knew what the missing items in the underground palace were, but they were not important and he was too lazy to pursue them now. The sick scholar dragged Mr. Liang and warned him, "Don't play tricks, or I guarantee that he will die without leaving any trace."

Ye Li and An San had prepared horses in advance. After leaving the village, the four of them mounted their horses and galloped towards the northwest. It was not until the sky gradually brightened that they finally saw the main road, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. Han Mingxi smiled and said, "Yesterday was really wonderful, thanks to Jun Wei. Let's rest here for a while. The next town is only more than ten miles away from here, so we can rest there for a day. If the journey is smooth, we can reach the capital of Nanzhao in seven or eight days at most."

The sick scholar rejected the idea and said, "Let's bypass the market town and head directly to the capital of Nanzhao."

"You are not tired, but we are." Han Mingqing said dissatisfiedly.

The sick scholar said coldly: "Do you think we can complain to the hotel if we take him with us? Also, do you think Le Jiang really won't send people to chase us?"

Han Mingxi sneered, "Who's talking to you? We've found the person you're looking for. Go ask him where the thing is. Let's go our separate ways. Didn't you hurt us enough yesterday, Jun Wei? "Ye Li played with the exquisite gemstone jewelry in her hand and smiled, "Not bad. But... if we go separately, will the Third Master give me the promised reward?" The sick scholar's eyes flashed, "So it's better to go together, right? Otherwise, Master Chu will be worried." Ye Li smiled, "Anyway, we've been through so much, and it doesn't matter if we come back a little bit. If I give up halfway, wouldn't it mean that everything I did yesterday was in vain?"

Seeing Ye Li say this, Han Mingxi could only nod helplessly, "I hope I won't be killed by you."

Ye Li smiled and said, "In fact, Brother Han can return to the Central Plains as soon as possible. Anyway, Brother Han has no interest in what the Third Master wants to find, right?" Han Mingxi turned his head away and refused flatly, "This young master thinks it's fun to follow Jun Wei. Where Jun Wei goes, this young master will go. Let's go together! Who am I afraid of?"

The four decided to take a short break. The sick scholar was too lazy to wait and dragged Mr. Liang to the side to be tortured. Han Mingxi was also jealous of Mr. Liang and followed to watch. Ye Li said she was not interested. Although An San was interested, he would never show it in front of outsiders. He also stayed by Ye Li's side to protect her safety. Ye Li walked to the big tree and sat down. He glanced at Han Mingxi and the sick scholar in the distance before taking out some odds and ends from his sleeves. There were two pieces of white paper. Ye Li took out a sharpened charcoal pencil from his bag with satisfaction and started writing and drawing on the paper.

An San stood aside, looking at the distorted and weird image of himself on the paper and asked in surprise: "Didn't you say you couldn't read these characters? Did you lie to them?"

Ye Li shook her head and smiled, "I don't know it very well, but others do. But it's a bit difficult to remember something you don't know. I should have written it down yesterday, but I was worried that it would be troublesome if it was discovered. Now... I should be right." After saying that, Ye Li lowered her head and continued to write and draw on the paper. At the same time, she said to An San, "Actually, I don't know what this thing is, but I do know that box. The thing I knocked off seems to be the mark of the Saint of Southern Xinjiang, so this thing should be very important." In fact, she saw some more interesting things, but she could understand those things and naturally remembered them well. She probably threw it back after reading it, and of course there was no need to rush to write it down now.

An San nodded, silently feeling sorry for the leader of the Luoyi clan who thought the treasure was intact. He definitely didn't know that the young master had taken out the things inside and studied them for more than half an hour before putting them back while waiting for nightfall at the entrance of the Snake Valley Cave. In his heart, An San admired his master's unlocking skills very much, and thought about when to ask the young master for advice.

After a while, Ye Li finally wrote on a piece of paper. Satisfied, she checked her memory twice before handing it to An San and said, "Have someone send this back home as soon as possible so that they can see what it is."

An San nodded, thought for a moment and looked at Ye Li, hesitant to speak. Ye Li looked at him with amusement and said, "Just say whatever you want to say." An San looked at the paper in his hand and asked in a low voice, "We have been out for quite some time. Since the young master wants to send a message home, should we write a letter to let his family know that the young master is safe?"

Letter from home? Ye Li was stunned. Since she came out, she had not given any information to Mo Xiuyao in order to avoid being discovered. She had not even contacted the secret guards scattered around. Thinking of what Mo Xiuyao had told her, Ye Li couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She looked at the extra paper in her hand, and since there was still some left, she might as well write a letter.