Chapter 467 Major Discovery

In the deep mountains, apart from the occasional "rustling" sound of leaves being blown by the wind, there are only the "clicking" sound of feet stepping on branches and the sound of each other's breathing clearly audible.

Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia walked along the blood trail on the ground, and finally stopped at the mountain stream under a cliff.

The bloodstain is gone here.

Shen Yijia raised her head: "Did the dumplings and glutinous rice fall from above?"

"It's possible, but it's not ruled out that it came along the mountain stream." Song Jingchen said.

Shen Yijia's face collapsed: "Then what should I do now?"

This mountain is so big, if there is a general direction, it would be fine. Now there is no trace of blood that can guide them, let alone the two of them, even if they call the monks of Lingyin Temple, it is not easy to find.

Song Jingchen suddenly looked sharply in a certain direction, and said softly, "Someone is here."

Shen Yijia was stunned for a moment and listened intently. Sure enough, there were footsteps coming from the other side of the mountain stream in their direction.

Hearing this voice, many people came.

When the old monk Fang Cai asked if they needed help, the beautiful lady had already refused, so it was obviously impossible to be a monk from Lingyin Temple.

Shen Yijia's eyes lit up, she rolled up her sleeves to prepare for a big fight, her waist suddenly tightened.

Song Jingchen tapped her toes on the ground, hugged her and flew up the treetops.

Shen Yijia immediately understood, and silently retracted the foot that was still lifting, imitating Song Jingchen's appearance, holding her breath.

After a while, a dozen men dressed as woodcutters appeared in their sight.

Why do you say that you are dressed as a woodcutter instead of a woodcutter?

What kind of woodcutter can handle a long spear, and every one of them exudes a thick bloody smell?

It's not that they have blood on their bodies, but that they have killed too many people, the kind that comes out of their bones.

Shen Yijia squinted her eyes and was sure, it was these people who almost killed Tuanzihu.

"Damn, I clearly saw those two beasts fall, where did they run?" The man walking at the front couldn't hold back his foul language.

Another man retorted: "Run? Those two animals were injured so badly and fell from such a high place, how can they still have the ability to run?"

"Will it be washed down by the water?" someone asked.

The foul-mouthed man slapped him on the back of the head: "If you say you're stupid, you still don't believe it? Is this big water flow able to wash away those two beasts? They're all looking around, maybe they fall down and don't die and crawl away. The place is right. Those beasts are all good things, if you find them and bring them back to the boss, everyone will benefit."

After that, he said regretfully: "It's a pity that those two beasts were too fierce, and our skins were damaged by us."

The beaten man shrank his neck and swallowed the guess that the sentence in his mouth might have been eaten by other beasts.

It had been more than half a night since the two animals fell. In fact, he thought it was very possible.

They were beasts one by one, if Song Jingchen didn't know too much about Shen Yijia and pushed people into her arms first, she would have almost jumped down and chopped them into minced meat.

Shen Yijia bit Song Jingchen's shirt with a single bite, and finally managed to hold back the anger in her heart.

It is impossible to bite the meat, she is reluctant.

No, those bloodstains!

Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen froze at the same time, obviously thinking of something.

They held their breaths and looked over, seeing that a few people were about to reach the bloodstained place, and the birds chirped suddenly in the forest, and stopped after just three short beeps.

A dozen people instantly froze in place as if they had been immobilized.

The bird calls sounded again, the same three sounds, more urgent than before.

"No, the young master is here, hurry back to the camp." Someone shouted, and a dozen people ran in the same direction as if they were being chased by ghosts.

Song Jingchen glanced at Shen Yijia and wanted to remind him that he was going to follow.

But before he could speak, Shen Yijia nodded clearly, hugged Song Jingchen with both hands and feet, and hung herself in front of him.

Song Jingchen:  …

These people were obviously very familiar with the terrain here. They turned left and right in the forest and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Song Jingchen hurriedly performed light work to keep up, and You Yi, who had been left out by Shen Yijia for a long time, also silently followed.

The movement of their running was so loud that it temporarily covered up the sound of the three tails behind them.

After about a stick of incense, a miraculous scene happened. The people who were clearly in front of him a moment ago were all gone in the blink of an eye.

But in front of them is clearly a towering stone wall.

Shen Yijia's eyes widened: "Xianggong..." Can they pass through the wall?

"That's all." Song Jingchen led Shen Yijia directly to the stone wall.

Only then did Shen Yijia realize that there was a winding mountain road hidden in the middle of the stone wall.

The mountain pass is in an arc shape, and the protruding cliff wall fits perfectly with the outermost stone wall.

There is not even the slightest trace of artificiality on it, and Shen Yijia has to sigh about the magic of nature.

The two looked at each other and were about to enter the mountain road. A black figure swooped out from behind them, and they deliberately paused halfway, as if they were afraid that they were going too fast and they couldn't see who he was.

The corners of Shen Yijia's mouth twitched, You Yi's whole body showed that he wanted to commit crimes and meritorious deeds, so don't be too obvious.

She hummed, asking you to dare to carry me next time and throw me away!

No one knew what was on the other side of the mountain road, Song Jingchen thought about it and pulled Shen Yijia without moving.

When You Yi returned a signal of safety, the two of them crossed the mountain road, and they entered a row of tents.

In the middle of the camp, there was a huge school field. At this time, there were tens of thousands of soldiers standing on the school field.

For a moment, Shen Yijia even had the illusion of returning to Qilin Mountain. The only difference was that these people were richer than the Qilin Army at first sight. If nothing else, just looking at the armor they wore, they were comparable to the regular army in the DPRK.

From time to time, there were dead men dressed in black and soldiers with long spears patrolling back and forth. Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia carefully avoided their sight.

At this time, a man in white walked up to the high platform in front of the school field surrounded by a few people, and a uniform voice suddenly sounded on the school field.

"I have seen the young master."

The distance was a little far, and I couldn't hear what the man in white said. I saw more than a dozen men being pushed onto the high platform by the soldiers.

The position they are now in is just behind the high platform, including the man in white, the dozen or so people have their backs to them.

But even though she couldn't see her face clearly, Shen Yijia recognized at a glance that it was the group of people they had just met who had been pressed down.

Without him, because they haven't changed their clothes, it is estimated that they were caught before they could change.

It should be the man in white lecturing, and the school grounds were quiet.

Shen Yijia pricked up her ears and listened carefully for a while, but couldn't hear the voice of the man in white. She was anxious when a cold voice suddenly entered her ears.

"kill!"

Shen Yijia was startled, she looked up sharply, and saw the man in white swipe out the sword from the waist of the person beside him...

More than a dozen people fell to the ground with their throats slashed without even uttering a cry for mercy.

Damn, who is this person, so cruel?

But does this count as indirect revenge for the group? But the group of people looked like men in white clothes.

Shen Yijia's head was a bit of a shock. Before this revenge was avenged, the enemy died. Where could she find someone to reason with!

Hey? Why is the beauty Xianggong silent?

Shen Yijia turned around, only to find that Song Jingchen's face was very ugly, a pair of phoenix eyes seemed to contain an endless storm, staring at the man in white on the high platform.

"Xiang Gong?" Shen Yijia whispered.

Song Jingchen closed his eyes, released his clenched fist, pursed his lips tightly, and did not speak, but directly hugged her, avoiding the guard and going to the side of the high platform.

Unfortunately, the man in white seemed to have finished his training. He turned around and was about to walk off the high platform from the other side, leaving only a back view for them.

Shen Yijia:  …

"You should look back." She muttered through gritted teeth.

As soon as the voice fell, the man in white suddenly stopped and really turned back...

Shen Yijia was overjoyed, and when she saw the man's appearance, she exclaimed, "How could it be him!"

After thinking of something, she quickly covered her mouth and turned to look at Song Jingchen's face.

Sure enough, Beauty Xianggong's eyes became even colder.

Shen Yijia blinked, he had already recognized the feelings just now, just wanted to confirm?

Also, although the beautiful lady doesn't say it, it can be seen that the two of them should have known each other well before, and it is not surprising that they can be recognized by a back.

On the high platform, the man in white was instructing the person behind him, and suddenly looked up.

Shen Yijia was startled, and hurriedly pulled Song Jingchen to hide behind the bushes, and patted her little chest in fear: "Fortunately, I hid quickly, or we would have been discovered..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Jingchen hugged her back quickly.

The next moment, an arrow plunged into the place where they were just now with a sound of breaking the air.

Shen Yijia looked sharply, and saw that the man in white was still holding a bow, staring coldly in the direction they were in.

"Fuck, doesn't he know martial arts?"

And...they are covered in front of them, should...can't see it?

But what happened to the group of soldiers running towards this side of the school field?

"Walk."

Song Jingchen was about to leave with Shen Yijia, but a shadow appeared to block their way.

Is now the time to fight? There are tens of thousands of people below.

Shen Yijia was about to let You Yi run away, and saw the bunny struggling in his arms, holding his forehead: "I want to eat meat and cook it for you, let it go..."

Song Jingchen's eyes moved, and he took a few steps forward to take the rabbit in Youyi's hand.

...

"Young master, it's a rabbit." A middle-aged man who looked like a general said.

The man in white glanced at the rabbit who was pinned to the ground by the arrow, and said coldly, "I will reward you."

"Thank you, Young Master." The middle-aged man happily picked up the rabbit on the ground and said with a smile, "I have long heard that Young Master's archery skill is a hundred steps to pierce Yang, and there are no false cases. When I see it today, it is really extraordinary."

Another person continued: "Thanks to those people who know how powerful the bragging surname Song is, I don't think they have ever seen the young master make a move, otherwise what else is there to do with the surname Song?"

"Haha, what General Xiong said is absolutely right, those with the surname Song are not worthy to carry shoes for the young master..."

The man in white frowned, and the people who were trying to flatter him immediately silenced him.

The man in white said coldly, "Everyone will get ten military sticks."

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave. He glanced at what he said. The steps under his feet stopped, and he squatted down and pulled away the dead grass in front of him. A round golden bead was sitting there quietly.

The white clothed man's eyes narrowed, he picked up the gold bead, took out a purse from his arms, and poured out a bead from it.

This one was picked up on the day he entered the Assassin's residence in the Rui Wangfu.

The two beads are put together for comparison, and they are exactly the same in terms of workmanship and size.

The man in white squinted his eyes and ordered, "Call all the generals to my tent immediately to discuss matters."

The people present looked at each other in dismay, not understanding what was going on, but they hurried to call for someone.

The man in white looked at the two golden beads in his hand, and a complex color flashed across his eyes.

Most of the ladies in Beijing like to embroider pearls and other objects on the shoes.

But with Jinzhu, he has only seen one person so far!

...

When they came out of the mountain road, the two were speechless for a while. Shen Yijia was too shocked. She didn't expect that a person who looked at Wen Erya and smiled at everyone on weekdays could hide so deeply.

As for Song Jingchen...

Shen Yijia glanced at him cautiously, knowing more or less why he did this.

Although he had doubts before, his suspicions were not directed at anyone, but were shared by all the children of the royal family.

For example, Shangguan Heng, everyone knows that he is the least learned and incompetent of all the emperor's sons, but Song Jingchen has no doubts about him at all, otherwise he would not have sent someone to look for him after sneaking out of the capital.

And among the few princes, that person should be the one Song Jingchen can't accept and least hope for.

Shen Yijia sighed.

In order to prevent someone from finding Lingyin Temple through the blood stains left by the dumplings and glutinous rice, the two of them cleaned up when they went back. When they returned to Lingyin Temple, it was past noon.

They were going to entrust the dumplings to the host to help take care of them, and then immediately went down the mountain and returned to Beijing. They didn't want to see the host before they had time to speak.

The host said: "Little girl, you are finally back, go and see that white tiger."

He was so anxious that he even forgot to chant the Buddha's name.

"It has a name, it's called glutinous rice." Shen Yijia corrected her sentence without delay, and walked quickly into the wooden house with Song Jingchen.

In the wooden house, Nuomi was lying in the corner and staring at the old monk who was about to stretch out his claws. He kept making a low and warning tiger roar.

"What do you want to do with it?"

Shen Yijia groaned in her heart, grabbed the old monk's collar with a roar, and was about to throw him out.

"Hurry up and stop." The host ran in and hurriedly said: "Little girl, you misunderstood, my junior brother is saving Bai... glutinous rice."

Shen Yijia was stunned for a moment, and looked suspiciously at the old monk who was shivering with fright.

Nuomi didn't calm down at all because of Shen Yijia's arrival, the whole tiger looked restless and kept twisting its body.

"Amitabha." The old monk recited the Buddha's name: "My Buddha is merciful, white tiger..."

Shen Yijia was impatient: "Speak human words."

The old monk: "The white tiger is about to give birth."

Shen Yijia:  …

The glutinous rice is indeed about to give birth, but because it suffered too much injury and lost too much blood, it was exhausted.

The spiritual fluid has not repaired the wound on its body, so the baby tiger has never been born.

At first, the host didn't know what was wrong with it, and only when he called the junior and junior fellow of Huiqi Huangzhi did he make sure of it.

The old monk wanted to help Nuomi, but Nuomi didn't let him approach at all, so there was a scene that Shen Yijia saw.

Knowing the cause and effect, Shen Yijia touched her nose with a guilty conscience: "I'm sorry."

Fortunately, it was not thrown out, otherwise the old monk would not fall apart.

The old monk folded his hands together: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, the donor does not need to apologize to Lao Na, but let's get through the difficulties for the white tiger first."

Shen Yijia: I don't think you are in a hurry.

Shen Yijia thought that it would be easy to appease the glutinous rice with her, but she didn't expect the glutinous rice to be produced to be heavier than usual, and she would not let anyone near her, including Song Jingchen.

But Shen Yijia didn't have any spiritual fluid anymore, so she didn't know how to help her. After a long time of persuasion, it didn't work at all.

It was the dumpling Yunyou who woke up and said a few words to it, and then Nuomi calmed down and allowed the old monk to approach, but only if Shen Yijia was present.

This production is not a temporary thing, not to mention that the glutinous rice is not only weak, but also premature.

After it was born, it was estimated that it would be dark. Shen Yijia wanted Song Jingchen to go down the mountain first, but knowing that there was an army on the mountain, Song Jingchen was not at all worried about leaving her alone.

Shen Yijia:  …

She suspected that Beauty Xianggong was afraid that she would put sacks on that person, but she had no evidence.

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