The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

  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 is possible, but it cannot be ruled out that it came along the mountain stream." Song Jingchen said.

  Shen Yijia's face dropped: "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 in a certain direction and said softly, "Someone is here."

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

   Listening to this voice, there are still many people coming.

When the old monk    asked them if they needed help, the beautiful lady had already refused, so obviously it could not be the monk of 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 touched her toes and flew up to the treetops.

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

   Not long after, a dozen men dressed as woodcutters appeared in their sight.

  Why do you say 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 strong **** 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 the dumplings.

   "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 man who slapped him on the back of the head with a slap in the face: "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 crawl away without dying. The place is now. Those beasts are all good things, if they find them and bring them back to the boss, they will benefit everyone."

   After that, he said with great regret: "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 he might have been eaten by another beast.

   It was more than half a night before the two beasts fell, in fact, he thought it was very likely.

   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.

  Not good, 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, birds chirped suddenly in the forest, and stopped after only three short beeps.

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

The    bird call sounded again, the same three sounds, more rapid 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 are obviously 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.

   They were running so loudly that they 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 a towering stone wall.

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

   "It's just a trick." Song Jingchen led Shen Yijia directly to the stone wall.

   Shen Yijia discovered 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, Shen Yijia had to sigh about the magic of nature.

  The two looked at each other and were about to enter the mountain road when a black figure swooped out from behind them. 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 make merit, so don't be too obvious.

   She hummed, asking you 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.

   As soon as You sent back a signal of safety, the two men crossed the mountain road, and the goal was actually 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.

  There were corpses in black and soldiers with spears patrolling from time to time, Song Jingchen and Shen Yijia carefully avoided their sight.

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

   "I have seen the young master."

   The distance was a bit 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 he couldn't see his face clearly, Shen Yijia recognized at a glance that it was the group of people they had just met who were being pushed up.

   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 who was exhorting, and the school ground was quiet.

   Shen Yijia pricked up her ears and listened carefully for a long time 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, looked up sharply, and saw the man in white swipe out the sword from the waist of the person beside him...

   A dozen people fell to the ground with their throats cut before they even made a sound of begging for mercy.

  Fuck, who is this person, so cruel?

   But does this count as indirect revenge for the dumplings? 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 would die, 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.

   "Master?" Shen Yijia whispered.

  Song Jingchen closed his eyes, released his clenched fist, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak, but directly hugged her and avoided the guards and went 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 down the high platform from the other side, leaving only a back view for them.

  Shen Yijia:  …

   "You turned back." She muttered through gritted teeth.

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

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

   After saying what she thought, she quickly covered her mouth and turned to look at Song Jingchen's face.

   Sure enough, the beauty Xianggong's eyes turned colder.

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

   is also, although the beauty does not say it, but it can be seen that the two of them should be very familiar 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, she hurriedly pulled Song Jingchen to hide behind the bushes, and patted her little chest in fear: "Fortunately, I hid quickly, or we will be discovered..."

   Before she finished speaking, 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 through the air.

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

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

   And...they are all covered in front of them, so they shouldn't be able to see it, right?

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

"Walk."

  Song Jingchen pulled Shen Yijia and was about to leave, but a dark figure appeared and blocked their way.

   Is it time for a fight? There are tens of thousands of people below.

  Shen Yijia was about to let Youyi 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 had not yet completely died, and said coldly, "You will be rewarded."

   "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 examples. When I see it today, it is really extraordinary."

  The other person continued: "Thanks to those people who know how powerful the bragging surname Song is, I don't think they have 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. He stopped in his footsteps, squatted down and pulled away the dead grass in front of him. A round golden bead was sitting there quietly.

   The man in white squinted, picked up the gold bead, took out a purse from his arms, and poured out a bead from it.

   This one was picked up by him on the day he entered the Assassin's residence at Prince Rui's Mansion.

  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 and didn't understand what was going on, but they hurried to call for someone.

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

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

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

  …

   came out of the mountain road, and 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 would hide so deeply.

   As for Song Jingchen...

   Shen Yijia glanced at him cautiously, somewhat knowing why he did this.

  Although he had doubts before, his doubts were not directed at anyone, but all the royal children.

  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, otherwise he would not have sent someone to look for him after sneaking out of the capital.

   And among the 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, Glutinous Rice lay in the corner and stared at the old monk who was about to stretch out his claws in front of him, and 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 by the collar with a roar, and was about to throw the person 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.

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

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

  Shen Yijia was impatient: "Speak human words."

  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    spirit liquid has not repaired the wounds on its body, so the baby tiger has never been born.

   The host didn't know what happened to it at first, and it was only after he called the junior and junior fellow who knew the technique of Qi Huang to 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, he didn't throw it out, or else the old monk wouldn't fall apart.

  The old monk put his hands together: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, the donor does not need to apologize to the old man, 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 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 has no spiritual fluid anymore, so she doesn't know how to help her, and even after a long time of persuasion, it has no effect at all.

   It was the dumpling Yoyo who woke up and said a few words to it, before 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 glutinous rice is not only weak, but also premature.

   When it is finished, it is estimated that it will be dark. Shen Yijia wants Song Jingchen to go down the mountain first, but knowing that there is an army on the mountain, Song Jingchen is not at all worried about leaving her alone.

  Shen Yijia:  …

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

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   Thanks for the reward for escapism

   (end of this chapter)