The boy nodded, then suddenly thought of something and said, "The old man next door seems to be dying, and the kid lost some blood and fainted."
Zhang Xingrong's ears immediately pricked up. Are there old men and children next door?
Judging from the kid's tone, he shouldn't be in the same group as them, right? So he was captured? Could he be a hostage?
"You, come here." Gu Qingsong paused, turned to look at Zhang Xingrong, "Xiao An, you stay here and take care of your father."
"What's there to take care of him? I'll go with you." Gu Weian glanced at the person on the bed with disdain.
Gu Qingsong looked at his nephew, sighed helplessly, and took Zhang Xingrong to the thatched hut next to him.
As soon as Zhang Xingrong left the house, he began to observe his surroundings. This must be a ravine, with a patch of land suitable for growing crops, though it had been abandoned for years. If it were reclaimed, it would likely become fertile farmland.
There were seven or eight thatched huts around, and five or six people were patrolling around the huts. As for how many people were in the other huts, no one knew.
There are high mountains on both sides and the terrain is steep, so there are only two roads in and out of the valley.
"It's useless to look at it more. There are only two ways out here. We have people in front and behind. If you want to go out, I can have someone carry you out even if you become a corpse." Gu Qingsong's voice sounded coldly from behind.
After confirming this information, Zhang Xingrong was quite happy and turned around and smiled: "Thank you."
This thank you made Gu Qingsong stunned for a moment.
She wasn't afraid? And she seemed quite happy?
"Uncle, I think this woman is very interesting. Give her to me!" The little ghost suddenly came up and said.
Zhang Xingrong had just turned around when she heard this. She couldn't help but look back at the child. Seeing the child staring at her like a little poisonous snake, she couldn't help but shudder.
Gu Qingsong pinched his forehead: "You have to ask your father about this. Also, now is not the time to play."
The child next to him curled his lips after hearing this, obviously disagreeing.
"Let's go." Gu Qingsong said coldly to Zhang Xingrong.
Zhang Xingrong was quickly taken to the most dilapidated thatched hut. She took a quick glance and saw the child lying inside.
Stone!
She almost lost control and pounced on him. Fortunately, her rationality was not overwhelmed by impulse, and she forced herself to control herself and walked in calmly.
"Look at him." Gu Qingsong pointed at the old man.
This old man is their important hostage, he can't die now. If he dies, those who have been chasing them all the way will not see him and may directly surround them, which will be difficult to deal with.
Zhang Xingrong really wanted to go and check on the stone first, but in order not to reveal any flaws, she had to endure it and went up to check the old man's body first.
"I have a cold, a fever, and my stomach is not feeling well. If there are complications, I should go to the hospital immediately..."
"Then let him die." Gu Qingsong said coldly, "Give me a way to preserve his body without changing its appearance, or you will die with him."
Zhang Xingrong looked back at the man. Knowing that he could do what he said, she stopped talking and said, "I need these herbs right away. Give them to me tomorrow morning. I can save him."
Gu Qingsong looked at her coldly without saying a word.
"There is no way to preserve the body without changing its appearance. It will be the same even if you kill me." Zhang Xingrong replied coldly.
Gu Qingsong snorted finally and turned to leave.
But the little ghost didn't leave. He stared at Zhang Xingrong with a sinister smile on his face: "Do you know medical skills?"
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