The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu's ears were much better than those of the Song Chen brothers and Feng Jiuli, and they could vaguely hear their conversation. The two looked at each other and Zhang Chong asked uncertainly, "Xiao Wu, it seems that the people in Linzi are not bandits, but Zhao Wu and the others?"

Zhang Xiaowu nodded, "It sounds familiar, it should be them."

Huahua, who was always extremely vigilant, did not let out a warning growl at this time.

Most of the people's anxious hearts were relieved.

After waiting for a while, several sneaky figures appeared in the woods, three of them wearing official uniforms.

"It's really Zhang San, Zhao Wu and the others." Zhang Chong patted his chest, and his hanging heart completely relaxed. "I was almost scared to death. I thought bandits were chasing me. If there is another wave of bandits, I won't be able to resist them."

"Aniang!" Feng Jiuli's sharp eyes saw Mrs. Feng's figure at a glance. He rushed out of the forest and ran towards Mrs. Feng's position.

Mrs. Feng heard the familiar voice she was thinking about and looked over in surprise, only to see a small dumpling rushing towards her like a firecracker and throwing herself into her arms.

Mrs. Feng burst into tears, "Ali, wuwuwu, are you and your sister okay? It's all my fault. If Aniang hadn't gone to pick up the Fengchai your father gave me, Aniang and you wouldn't have been separated. .”

Mother and son hugged each other and cried.

"Aunt~" Feng Jiuyan walked behind the two of them and looked at Mrs. Feng with red eyes.

Just now, she almost thought she was going to lose her mother forever. Fortunately, Qiao Ping saved him.

For this, Feng Jiuyan was extremely grateful to Qiao Ping.

"Ayan." Mrs. Feng sobbed, reaching out and taking Feng Jiuyan's hands, "Aniang will never do such stupid things again next time, wuwuwu, nothing is more important than you and your brother."

Feng Jiuyan's heart broke when she heard Mrs. Feng cry. He quickly comforted her and said, "Mom, it's okay. It will be fine if you don't do this next time. Our family of three is all fine now, so please don't cry anymore."

Mrs. Feng was still crying and sobbing uncontrollably.

Feng Jiuyan simply threatened, "Mom, don't cry anymore. It would be bad if we attract bandits."

When Mrs. Feng heard this, she quickly stopped crying, covered her mouth with her hands, and glanced around cautiously. "I, I won't cry anymore."

Feng Jiuyan gave a big gift to Qiao Ping, "Thank you, Brother Qiao, for saving my mother. We, the three of us, are unable to repay your kindness. I will work hard to repay you in the next life."

Who knows if there will be another life? Let’s fool this life first.

Qiao Ping's back felt cold, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt full of hostility from Feng Jiuyan's words. But looking at her smiling face, he felt that he might be overthinking it.

"Hehehe, it's just a little effort, nothing worth mentioning." Qiao Ping said with a naive smile.

Feng Jiuyan sneered in her heart, her vest had fallen off, and she was still pretending to be stupid!

When Zhao Wu, Zhang San, and Wang Er saw Zhang Xiaowu and Zhang Chong, the three of them were as excited as if they were seeing their relatives.

The three of them were originally from Zhang Xiaowu's side. Seeing that their immediate boss was fine, the three of them were relieved of their worries.

Moreover, because there were two more people, Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu, escorting the prisoners, their hearts finally calmed down and they were not as flustered and short of breath as before.

If the sky falls, your boss will hold you up.

General Zhao Wu reported roughly the situation on Meng Liang's side to Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu. He also urged the two of them to take the prisoner to Qingzhou City together, lest Meng Liang and others catch up with them and see Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu, and ask them to accompany them to the mountain stronghold to die.

In this way, Feng Jiuyan and others followed Zhang Chong, Zhao Wu and others and set off quickly in the direction of Qingzhou City.

On the way, Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu followed Feng Jiuyan's instructions and bypassed Qingxiu Mountain, successfully avoiding the bandits. But in this way, after taking a detour, they were far away from Qingzhou City.

Without the bullying from officials like Meng Liang, the prisoners were much better off. At least they didn't have to endure whippings at every turn.

However, what surprised Feng Jiuyan was that her good second uncle and her lame cousin were among the seven or eight prisoners, and they were not hacked to death by the bandits.

It's just that Mrs. Feng Er and Mrs. Feng are nowhere to be seen.

She secretly sighed in her heart, Feng Qingyun was really blessed and blessed, even though he was lame, he was still able to escape from the clutches of bandits with Meng Liang and other officials, no matter what method he used.

There were more than a dozen people in the group. Except for the officers who had horses, the prisoners all walked on two legs. Of course, Mrs. Feng and Feng Jiuli don't need to walk, as they are carried by a proud donkey.

They walked for several hours before finally seeing a village. Thinking that night had fallen, it might not be safe if we continued on our way.

Therefore, Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu took everyone into the village and prepared to stay overnight.

Zhao Wu held the hilt of the sword at his waist, a little confused, "Hey, it's really strange, why is this village so quiet, not a single person is seen?"

"It's dinner time now. Eighty percent of the people in the village are having dinner at home behind closed doors." As he spoke, Wang Er licked his dry lips.

When it came to dinner, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Except for Feng Jiuyan, Zhang Chong and others who had eaten steamed buns and eggs on the top of the mountain, the rest of the prisoners and officers had not had a drop of water for the whole day. Therefore, the pace under my feet couldn't help but speed up.

"Is anyone here?" Zhang rushed forward and knocked on the door of one of the houses.

I knocked for a long time, but no one answered.

Zhang Chong and other officials refused to give up and knocked on several houses in succession.

No doubt, still no one answered.

The faces of officials such as Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu were very solemn, and the prisoners below also began to mumble.

"It's really strange. We've been here for a long time, and there's not a soul in sight. The doors of every house are closed. There's no candlelight in the room, and you can't hear a word. Isn't this supposed to be the case?"

"Don't say there are no human figures, not even a ghost figure has been seen."

"That's right! You can't see a human figure, but you can see a ghost!"

As soon as they finished speaking, an old voice came from behind them, "Ahem, cough, cough, what are you doing?"

The old voice was weak and the tone was drawn out and creepy.

"Ahh! Ghost!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It's such a bad year. I encounter bandits during the day and ghosts at night. God is going to kill me!"

"Namo Amitabha, Buddha bless you, come and take him in!"

Feng Jiuyan didn't believe in ghosts and gods like these ancients, so she turned around to find out.

Not far behind them, they saw an old man with white hair and white beard standing. The old man was trembling and weak. He was holding a cane in his right hand to support his body.