Chun Feng Du Jian

The author has something to say: There is no Xue Qinglan in this week's episode. If you want to chase Xiao Xue, you can save it until next week.

Wen Changqing woke up from the turbulence and drowsiness, and struggled to open his eyelids, only to see people around him crooked and upside down, all dressed in different colors, and there were disciples from all schools, but all of them were pale and their lips were so chapped A layer of dead skin is haggard and decadent carved out of the same mold.

This is the third day they have been held hostage.

On the night when the Sword Discussion Conference ended, he fell asleep after returning from the banquet. When he woke up the next day, he found that he and other disciples were locked in a large cart, with all the weapons missing. Their internal strength was also sealed by drugs, and they were completely ignorant of what happened last night and how they were taken away.

The four walls of this carriage are all made of fine iron, which is unbreakable. It is not an ordinary carriage, but a specially built prison carriage.The carriage was hot and dark, with only a small window on the ceiling for ventilation and light.In the summer, seven or eight people crowded together, and their bodies were soaked in layers of sweat. The smell was disgusting, but there was nothing they could do.

Whether waking or dreaming, the sound of the cars rumbling monotonously repeats, and the long road under your feet seems to never end.

The supply of water and water is limited every day, and he unabashedly added a lot of Hua Gong San.They have been starving for the past few days, and their bodies have become weaker and weaker. They struggled in every possible way two days ago, but they have been completely knocked down today. Apart from sitting quietly with their eyes closed, they can't even raise the strength to speak.

Wen Changqing sat leaning against the door, although this place was more bumpy than other places, but there was a crack in the door, so the smell was better.He used the coolness of the black iron to wake himself up, tried his best to ignore the uncomfortable environment, and silently calculated whether they still had a way out.

Hearing the voices outside, there were more than a dozen big cars than the one he was sitting in, and looking at the disciples from other sects who were in the same car as him, I am afraid that everyone on Siyou Mountain would be taken away by a bunch.The incident happened in Siyou Mountain, and Wen Changqing's first suspicion was the Chu family's sword sect.But now sitting across from him was a dying family member of the Chu family. It was unreasonable for them to kill their own family members. Besides, considering the distance, they had been on the road for days, and by this time they had already left the border of Tuozhou.If the Chu Family Sword Sect wants to do bad things, they will definitely not give up the territory they have operated for many years, but will take the risk of sending them outside.

So far, no matter how everyone resisted and made trouble, the leader of this group of people has not shown up.No one knows where they came from or what they intend to do.

This feeling of hanging a knife around the neck can drive people crazy more than knowing that they must die, especially for straight-minded martial arts practitioners, it is more enjoyable to give them a knife than to be manipulated and humiliated by others.

Just as Wen Changqing was in a daze, the carriage suddenly bumped heavily and stopped abruptly. The driver shouted outside, "What are you going to do?!"

"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry... Hey, come back!" A man speaking in a local accent said in a panic, "This beast suddenly became disobedient, sir, forgive me, forgive me. I'll take it away right now."

The coachman said angrily: "I can't take care of my donkey well, and it got in the way on the road! Take it away quickly, or if you don't leave, I will kill you!"

The sound of the whip whistled, and a burst of donkey braying of "En, En, En" resounded all over the field, and the man scolded loudly: "How dare you kick your son, the little beast has turned against you!" At last the donkey was pulled away, the road cleared, and the wheels began to roll again.After a while, someone approached with a horse in front of him. Wen Changqing listened carefully, only to hear someone outside asking: "What's the matter? Why did it stop suddenly?"

The coachman replied, "It's all right. Just now, two farmers riding donkeys bumped into the carriage accidentally, and they have already been sent away."

The man asked, "Did anyone notice anything unusual?"

Another person replied: "My lord, don't worry, no one is making a sound inside. Let's talk about two farmers, even if they find out, what kind of waves can they make?"

Wen Changqing's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: "How can people in the martial arts call 'Master'? Are they from the government? But how could the people from the government attack us for no reason?" The conversation between the two aroused suspicion again: "We In the past few days of disappearance, the Chu family’s Sword Sect has already discovered that something is wrong, and the master must find ways to send people to rescue, did those two people come to scout the way just now?”

In a daze, the sound of horseshoes gradually receded, and the convoy continued on its way.Everyone was exhausted and lethargic due to the heat, unable to discern external affairs, only Wen Changqing was puzzled, and he was unusually sober all the way.

But outside the car, the man who went to the end of the team to inquire about the situation returned to the front, slowed down beside the leader, and fell slightly behind him, and said in a low voice: "My lord, the subordinates went down to ask, just now it was the two farmers who didn't hold the donkey. Accidentally ran into the convoy and drove them away."

"Oh?" The man turned his head slightly, and the bamboo hat covered his face, only revealing his jaw with a clear twist, his lips were thin, and he had a cold and ruthless face.He asked playfully: "Do you think it's just an 'inadvertent collision'?"

The man was taken aback, and said: "This subordinate is dull, please enlighten me."

"If you have walked this road, you will know that there are no villages and towns within a radius of thirty miles." The man said casually, "Since there are no villages and towns, where did the farmers come from?"

"Are they pretending to be?" The spy was startled, "This subordinate is going to—"

"Oh, no need." The man held up his horsewhip to stop him, and said indifferently, "Sooner or later, this will happen, and it will come sooner than I thought, which shows that these people are not very good-for-nothings."

"Ignore them. Hurry up as soon as possible. At the latest, the day after tomorrow, we will settle down in Xingcheng."

On the dusty official road, the two farmers managed to calm the donkey. One of them took out the water bag from the saddle bag and took a few gulps to quench his thirst. Then he let out a long breath and changed his local accent. , using official words: "It's such a hot day, the living are bored, these grandchildren are really fucking incompetent."

The other person was sitting under the shade of a tree. Although his face was covered with a beard and modified with tree sap, his complexion was thick and dark, but his eyes were full of brilliance, which did not match his face. Wen Heng.He had been wrestling with the donkey for a long time, and he was too hot, so he took off his bamboo hat to fan the wind: "I heard the movement just now, there were at least eight people in the car, breathing heavily, they should have been given drugs like Hua Gong San. Calculating this way, such a convoy contains no less than a hundred people, this kind of trick is absolutely impossible to be done on a whim, it must have been planned for a long time, have you not noticed any omens before going to Yanmen?"

The other farmer was Nie Ying, who said helplessly: "If we could find the omen, we would have stopped coming. The Sword Discussion Conference originally had nothing to do with Huanyanmen. Who knew that after taking such a trip, it caused a whole lot of trouble for nothing. " He looked at the sun like a stove, and sighed sadly: "If I hadn't met you, brother, I wouldn't know where I am now."

Wen Heng shook his head and laughed, "Brother Nie, why should you be humble?"

Nie Ying straightened one leg, leaned back on the tree trunk, and said, "I won't hide it from you until now. I avoided Yanmen this time and came out alone. I just feel dissatisfied in my heart. I always feel that I can't rely on me... My parents and seniors can make a name for themselves on their own. As long as I gain a foothold in the arena, from now on, no one will point at me behind my back."

"I used to dream that if one day I took charge of returning the Yanmen, I would definitely make my school flourish and become a leader in the Central Plains martial arts. But now I see my fellow school being trapped in the enemy's hands, but there is nothing I can do. Apart from returning to the sect for help, my heart There is no way."

He is a few years older than Wen Heng, whether this age is old or young.Ordinary people at this age have already married wives and had children, and no longer consider themselves teenagers; but for martial arts practitioners, twenties are really young, unless they are geniuses, they probably haven't even mastered a single kung fu proficient.

Even if such a person has the lofty ambition to establish a family, it is really difficult for a person who has not been tempered by wind and rain, and has lived under the blessing of his elders since childhood.

Wen Heng has long since had no family business to inherit, so he didn't understand his troubles very well, so he could only comfort him and said: "It's up to people, but it's not up to one person. Why is it not a solution to go back to the sect to ask for help? Think about it, at least you still have you in Yanmen." Aren't those sects with no one waiting at the foot of the mountain more dangerous?"

"Besides, aren't we trying to figure out a way now?" Wen Heng raised his hand and patted him heavily on the shoulder, "We have already caught up with them, and if we find out the situation earlier, the kidnapped people will have a little more life. It's your credit. Brother Nie, don't underestimate yourself."

Nie Ying knew that he was trying to comfort herself in a different way, but Wen Heng's firm attitude cheered him up inexplicably, and the depression in his heart eased a little.

After Xue Qinglan left that day, Wen Heng stayed at an inn in Maling Town, planning to wait for Chun Jun to send everyone back, and go back to Yueying Mountain with them.Unexpectedly, there was no one there, the rangers left the mountain as early as the day when the Sword Discussion Conference ended, but none of the disciples from the various sects showed their faces.

Maling Town is the first town you encounter when walking westward from Siyou Mountain. It is the only place to go to Jiuqu. Unless the people of Chunjun Sect don't plan to go back to the mountain, they will definitely take Maling Town .It can be seen that Wen Heng waited for two full days, but he did not see a familiar figure. At this moment, he finally realized that something was wrong, so he packed his bags, bought a horse, and returned to Siyou Mountain by the same road with light clothes. After exploring, I happened to bump into Nie Ying who was also watching.

The two of them checked the news and found out that six or seven sects, including Huanyanmen, Chunjun School, and Zhaoyao Mountain Villa, all disappeared quietly on the night when the Sword Discussion Conference ended.

This matter was full of weirdness, Wen Heng and Nie Ying set off immediately, followed the rut marks all the way to the southeast, and only found the trace of this convoy the day before yesterday.

Every vehicle is sealed like an iron barrel, and the surroundings are heavily guarded, and they drive on the road for days, rarely stopping, so as not to give the attackers any chance to take advantage of it.The two didn't know each other's strength, so they didn't dare to act rashly, so they found a farmer on the way, traded a horse for two cloth clothes and a donkey, and drove slowly from behind, finally catching up with the convoy. one out.

It's a pity that the other party is too vigilant, they have no chance to talk, and they can't get close to the convoy. At present, they can only confirm that everyone is alive, but they don't know the specific situation.

Wen Heng thought for a moment, then pondered: "Brother Nie, do you think the mastermind of this group of people is the two people we met in the woods under Siyou Mountain that night?"

Nie Ying: "How to say?"

Wen Heng said: "I remember that there was a little leak in their words. One of them called the other 'Master'. At that time, I thought it was strange. Look at those big carts just now. They were all made of black iron. With the transom, this is the prison van for escorting serious criminals."

Nie Ying understood what he meant, nodded and said, "Indeed, apart from the government, who would drive so many prison wagons for no reason? There are also horses, and it's not like ordinary people can afford them."

Wen Heng put the hat back on his back, got up and said, "If it's really the government, this matter will be troublesome. We have to continue to follow the convoy, see if we can find a chance to sneak in, and find out what's going on."