The mountain where he is is not very high, but he was standing halfway up the mountain, and he was also condescending. Therefore, after seeing the firelights, he turned to look further away, and gradually found that there were still some lights connected into a line and slowly moving. To estimate, there were nearly a hundred people.

That should be the road to Zhangshan. Seeing the speed of the firelight moving, it is galloping.

Then it should not be the people of the Kongming Society, but the people of the government office. Although the Kongming Society has a great power, it is mostly ordinary people. Those who can use so many horses should be the government troops in the city - at least mainly the government troops.

Li Bochen said intimately, and turned around and walked back into the cave. He first stuffed Sui Zi'ang's mouth and dragged him into it. The bonfire crackled in the stone stove with smoked horse meat, and it was in the stone path again. Even if someone shouted at the foot of the mountain, he could not hear it.

He tore off the only part of his outer robe and wrapped the broken hand and wooden sign. Then he tried to move his left arm and felt a sharp pain. He felt a little pain. He felt wide open and knew that his arm would not be lost, so he walked out of the hole and jumped off the stone platform.

When he was halfway up the mountain, he looked not far away, but it took three hours to walk through the forest and walk to the fire at night. He stopped on a ridge and heard the shouts echoing in the forest. The crowd was shouting "Young Master Sui".

At this time, the people who searched the mountain were already very different. Most of them were two people, and each group was nearly a hundred steps apart. It was difficult to walk at night, so they should be afraid of causing wildfires in this season, so the search progress was very slow, and even half of the main peak of Zhangshan had not been found. According to this method of searching, it was impossible to find your own hiding place.

Li Bochen stood behind a tree and observed carefully and found the outermost group. The two men were indeed wearing soft armor of the mansion soldiers, with a knife around their waists. One of them held a torch, and the other put his hands beside his mouth and hissed weakly: "Young Master Sui——"

It’s not that they didn’t do anything attentively. Dongye shouted in the mountains for three hours, and even when the two of them rotated, their voices became hoarse. The two of them walked for a while and then sat down to rest. Li Bochen tiptoed to more than a dozen steps away in the night and heard the two people talking.

The shorter one said, "I may find a place to go and have fun. He is a young man, who dares to touch him? I heard that he is a cultivator, and even a beast cannot hurt him."

The tall man took out a piece of cake from his arms and broke it apart. While eating, he said, "Okay, take a break and take a walk."

After a while of silence, he swallowed his things and said, "We are still a merry job. My uncle and nephew are in the north and have no faith these days, so there may be no one."

The shorter took half of the cake in his hand, sighed, and said after a while, "Oh, yes."

The two of them ate the food silently, took off the water bag and drank a few sips of water, and stood up with sighs.

It seemed that these two people didn't know what was going on in the mountains, so Li Bochen felt at ease. When they walked under the ridge, he walked around the two of them gently and hid behind an old tree. The short torch was leading first. As soon as he poked his head out, Li Bochen kicked and a stone hit his ankle. The man screamed, and his feet were soft and he was about to fall. Li Bochen grabbed his torch and then fell behind his head.

The man didn't even see him and fainted on the ground.

The man behind didn't know what was going on at this time. He took a quick step and was about to speak, but Li Bochen pointed and stopped at his throat: "Don't make a sound."

He was wearing bloody clothes and his hair was scattered. His face was like a ghost when the light and dark light reflected his light. The tall man was stunned for a moment, and he felt a sense of fear appeared on his face, and he subconsciously wanted to scream. Li Bochen sent his fingers that were stopped at his throat, and the man shouted and swallowed the words back.

But he still hadn't calmed down, so he took two steps back, covered his throat and sat on the ground and stared at his eyes.

Li Bochen also squatted down and approached him: "Don't be afraid, I won't cause trouble for you, I just ask you to give me some things."

The tall man was stunned for a while before he realized that he nodded repeatedly, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Li Bochen took out the cloth bag from his arms and weighed it, "I am the commander of Wuliang Army, named Li Bochen. I want you to give this thing to Zhangchengfu to govern the Sui Yilian. Do you understand?"

At this time, the man was finally able to speak out barely and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand."

“Repeat.”

"You are...Li...Li..."

"Li Bochen."

"Yes... you are Li Bochen, this, this burden, I will give to Sui Yilian."

Li Bochen nodded and handed him the bag. The man hurriedly reached out to take it. After getting it, he seemed to feel cold. After taking it, he saw the blood on his hand and his body trembled again.

Li Bochen said: "Brother, you have taken on a big trouble now. I'm going to hide it from you, it's Sui Zi'ang's hand."

The man's face immediately turned pale and he almost threw down his cloth bag.

Li Bochen said again: "I am not a kidnapper or a villain, but the life of Mr. Sui is in your hands now. After a while, when he wakes up, he tells him that he is dizzy, and then continue to look for people in the mountains. When you go back, you will find an opportunity to hand it over to Sui Yilian."

"Remember what I said and do as I said. If you do it well, you won't have any trouble. If something goes wrong, or if you are afraid of causing trouble, just throw it away and let others see it, and the trouble will really come to you."

The man seemed to have no idea what to say at this time, so he could only nod. Although it was winter night, sweat oozed out of his forehead. Seeing him like this, Li Bochen sighed in his heart. He first cut Sui Zi'ang's hand and then pulled the soldier in. He did both things in a bad way. But at this point, he had to be a villain. Fortunately, if this man listened to his own words, the people in the government office would not make things difficult for him, and perhaps he would give some rewards and ban them.

He handed the torch to the man again and stood up. He was about to fly back to the darkness, but suddenly he saw the sky bright and the light shining!

For a moment, he suspected that the head of the Zhangcheng Conference used some great power, which made the sky look like day. But the next moment he looked into the sky and saw a flash of lightning!

Generally, lightning is fleeting. Even if it stays for a long time, it will bend and spread and changes in shape. But the one that appears in Zhangshan is straight - it rushes down from unknown heights of the celestial top, like a pillar supporting the heaven and earth.

When Li Bochen looked up at it, it had not disappeared. Instead, it seemed like one after another of shock waves were constantly rushing down the beam of light. He immediately realized that the "eighty-one thunder punishment" mentioned by Zhangshanjun was coming.

The lightning was silent, but Li Bochen's heart roared. He used the Heavenly Punishment Skill in the morning, but the lightning light caused by that technique was really not worth mentioning compared to the thunder pillar in front of him. I am afraid that a hundred or thousands of them would add up to the possibility of it.
Chapter completed!