Truly A Match For His Cruel And Merciless Disciple
Liu Changsong thought for a long while before continuing, “No, you mustn’t go. There, there are several hundred people on that mountain. Besides us workers, there are many who know martial arts.”
The entire mountain is under their watch. Ordinary people can’t enter or leave.
My last escape was an accident. Something must have happened at the mine, and no one noticed me, so I was able to escape.
If you go, you’ll only meet your deaths.
Report to the authorities; you must report to the authorities. Let the Government rescue us.”
Every person tricked into the mine has tried to escape, using all sorts of methods. They only face endless whipping and death.
Either you die of overwork on the mountain, or you are beaten to death by the leader, or you are burned to death, or crushed to death at any moment.
Only the Government and the Imperial Court can save them; no one else can.
Jiang Yimian only replied, “We won’t go. The Government needs to know about the mine before sending anyone, right? Do you remember how you escaped the mountain?
Did you pass any villages on the way?”
Liu Changsong thought for a long time before shaking his head. “I, I can’t remember. When I came out of the stone gate, while those people were moving food, I just ran.
I just ran, without knowing the direction. I only ran towards the foot of the mountain. I ran for a whole day and night before getting down the mountain. I didn’t rest along the way. After I finally got down the mountain, fearing that I might be taken back, I just kept running.
That place was really too remote. I didn’t see a single person, let alone a village, until I ran from morning to afternoon and entered the city. Then I fainted, and when I woke up, I was here.”
It was said he ran, but later he had no strength left; he couldn’t even stand, and had to crawl into the city.
Jiang Yimian frowned, doubtfully asking, “What stone gate?”
Liu Changsong quickly explained, “It’s a giant stone gate on the mountain where they mine. If those inside don’t open it, outsiders can’t get in.”
He only learned that they were confined to the mountain after successfully exiting the stone gate this time. He had never gotten out during previous escape attempts. Only leaving through that stone gate meant truly escaping.
Thinking of that stone gate, he felt a headache coming on. What was the point of reporting to the authorities? If the stone gate wasn’t opened, the Government officials couldn’t enter, let alone rescue anyone.
None of them could get out.
“It’s all over. I, I shouldn’t have run, I shouldn’t have run. No one else can get out.
They can’t get out, they can’t get out. Everyone can only wait to die, only die, ah, ah.”
Liu Changsong suddenly stood up from the ground, clutching his head and shouting, his mind filled with images of being beaten by the leader on the mountain and the mine collapsing.
Jiang Yimian was a little stunned. Seeing the man who had barely regained his composure, now becoming delirious again, she felt a pang of sadness.
She feared that the honest and gentle farmer from her memories would also end up like this, or suffer some misfortune.
Either possibility was painful.
If Wang Fengqin knew, she would probably cry her eyes out.
A dull pain suddenly came from her chest, making her frown. She couldn’t tell if this feeling belonged to her,
or the original body.
Liu Changsong suddenly yelled, forcefully pushing over the nearby screen and vase, picking up the already broken table leg and throwing it at Jiang Yimian.
His eyes were full of ferocity, clearly indicating he was delirious.
Seeing this, Lu Cijian quickly stepped forward and struck the back of the neck.
Instantly, the raging man fainted.
He directly threw the man onto the bed, then looked at Jiang Yimian with some worry.
She, usually calm and composed, was now tightly frowning, clutching her chest, with fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, looking very uncomfortable.
Lu Cijian quickly stepped forward, took her hand, and said word by word, “I will rescue Uncle Jiang. You don’t need to worry; he will be fine.
Mianmian, trust me.”
Pingjiang County is close to the Capital, but it’s some distance from Qinghe Town—at least a seven-day journey. He will rush there tonight. Once he arrives at Pingjiang County, Song Xiaowu and the others should be able to find out a lot about that mine.
Jiang Yimian composed herself, and after a while, the dull pain in her chest lessened. She replied, “Mm, he’ll be fine.”
Regardless of whether they could find Jiang Dazhuang in the end, she had to try. She couldn’t leave everything to Lu Cijian; she had to go too.
She also needed to act quickly. The sooner they went, the greater the chance of Jiang Dazhuang being alive.
Thinking this, she quickly said, “I’ll go back and pack some things, tell my mother, and then set off for Pingjiang County. If you get any news about the mine, remember to tell me immediately.”
With that, she went straight out of the house.
As soon as she went out, a sharp palm wind attacked her.
She only heard the wind whistling past her ears. Jiang Yimian instantly bent down to dodge, without pausing, kicking towards the other person’s face.
Song Bingcheng was secretly startled. With a flash, he successfully dodged, throwing several daggers straight at the opponent’s vital points.
Jiang Yimian, however, wielding her curved blade dagger, deflected those daggers with a few evasive moves. Two daggers even reversed direction and flew towards Song Bingcheng.
Song Bingcheng used his lightness skill to dodge those two daggers, leaping towards Jiang Yimian to continue attacking, but his eyes were full of surprise. “Little girl, you’re so young, yet your moves are so vicious, each strike is lethal. Who is your Master?”
He had thought this Jiang Girl was a timid little girl, but she was unexpectedly so ruthless, truly a match for his cruel and ruthless disciple.
Jiang Yimian glanced at him, not at all distracted by his question. Her dagger directly pierced towards his face.
Song Bingcheng was stunned, ducking his head to avoid it, smiling, “Little girl, you’re still too green…”
Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp dagger was pressed against his neck, causing him to instantly widen his eyes, staring at the somewhat familiar dagger on his neck, incredulously saying, “Little girl, how did you catch the daggers I threw?”
He thought he had seen a few fewer daggers just now, and had thought it was an illusion, but it was actually real.
This person could actually catch a blade barehanded.
Although he had intentionally probed her, only using 70% of his strength, it was impossible for her to catch it so easily.
Jiang Yimian put away the dagger, calmly saying, “Just good luck.”
She casually tossed the dagger to the guard who was still stunned.
The guard hurriedly caught the dagger, his eyes widening even more.
He had been closest to the two of them, yet he hadn’t even seen clearly how this person caught the dagger. It was truly strange.
Song Bingcheng clearly didn’t believe it, stroking his beard and grumbling, “Little girl, you don’t understand. Your lineage is very important when you’re out and about. You’re so skilled; which school are you from?”