The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

The night wind is circling all over the mountain, like a hand that has been wandering, rubbing against the branches and leaves around to make a rustling sound.

The voice was far and near, and the little maid shook her body, getting closer to her young lady.

"Master, there are lights ahead." The coachman tightened the reins, and the carriage creaked and stopped. Not surprisingly, the bonfire in front should be the convoy we encountered at noon.

"Go ahead and find a place next to them for temporary repairs."

It is said to be next to each other, but in fact the distance between them is tens of meters. The driver carefully observed for a while, and only dared to stop carefully when he saw that they were not being driven away.

Perhaps it was because there were people nearby, the driver and maid slept very peacefully that night.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, the faint sound of the wind was circling in the woods, and the howling of wild animals was heard in the distance, Xihe's eyelids moved and slowly opened.

Carefully passed the maid who was huddled by the door, opened the car door, and a gust of cold night wind blew over

Xihe rubbed her arms, jumped off the carriage, and quietly approached the convoy.

The orange bonfire swayed in the night wind, making a crackling sound. The three men clasped their cloaks and whispered incomprehensible words.

Glancing at the other people who were sleeping soundly in the carriage, Xihe squeezed the pistachio in his hand and quickly threw it out.

boom.

After three muffled bangs, a slender figure rushed out quickly, knocking people unconscious one by one quickly and steadily.

The shrill birdsong resounded in the forest,

Xihe jumped out of the carriage, walked to the bonfire and unceremoniously tore off a person's wrist, and sure enough, a spiral pattern.

Barbarians.

She laughed, hoping that Fu Yu would like this Mid-Autumn Festival ceremony.

On the second day, when the dawn was slightly dew, the three of them woke up from their dreams.

The little maid simply washed up as usual, and started to light the fire to cook, but the coachman looked in the direction of the convoy from time to time, and finally walked up to Xihe hesitantly: "Master, the convoy has not moved since I woke up in the morning. That's how it should be. You see..."

"There's no movement?" Xihe looked at him in surprise, and looked at the convoy from a distance. There was indeed no movement in the convoy, only the horses were grazing with their tails.

She stood up, pursed her lips, and said, "Let's go and have a look."

The three of them approached the convoy, and the first one who noticed something was wrong was the groom. The guards dressed in black collapsed on the ground and the carriage as if they were dead, without any movement.

He felt something was wrong in his heart, and hurriedly stopped Xihe's pace: "Wait, master!"

"Huh?" Xihe stopped walking.

The coachman took a deep breath, held back his trembling hands, and swallowed: "Little man, go and have a look first."

As he spoke, he walked slowly on tiptoe.

"Small, miss..."

The little maid grabbed Xihe's sleeve, her eyes followed the coachman's movement, her face was full of horror, trembling and trembling.

"Hey! Wake up."

The coachman shook the man who was leaning against the carriage, the strong man suddenly tilted, Gulu fell to the ground,

"ah!"

The coachman was dumbfounded for a moment, then screamed and ran over.

"ah!"

Xihe was dragged by the desperate little maid to the carriage.

Turning her head to look at the dropped shoe, Xihe regretted doing it herself earlier.

half an hour later,

Xihe was sitting on the front carriage, holding the reins in his hand, pumping his horse's buttocks. Behind him was a long motorcade.

The coachman sat at the back, looking at the unconscious guards in the carriage, his face was full of collapse, what is the master doing? Taking advantage of the fire?

Little maid? Already passed out.