Around 4 AM, Su Muqing saw Lu Yuzhi again. He had woken up.
He was woken by pain! Because he had forcefully mobilized his internal energy, the true qi in his body had become active again. Lu Yuzhi gritted his teeth, silently enduring it.
Su Muqing saw the pained expression on his face and checked him with a scanner. The dozen or so strange forces had, as expected, started to stir again. Fortunately, the toxicity of the Bing Xing grass was still suppressed.
But his true qi was too active now, and he would be in great pain. What should she do?
Just as Su Muqing was at a loss, she felt something jump out of her embrace. She reached in and was surprised to find the pearl necklace Luó Lí had given her.
At this moment, the large pearl in the center emitted a dazzling seven-colored halo. As the pearl's halo shone on him, Lu Yuzhi felt less discomfort.
Seeing that the large pearl's halo seemed to be able to suppress his agitated true qi, Su Muqing took apart the necklace, strung the pearl separately, and hung it around Lu Yuzhi's neck.
Indeed, after hanging the pearl on him, Lu Yuzhi quickly returned to normal. Confirming that he was out of danger, Su Muqing went to see Su Minghui.
Although the villagers had suffered heavy casualties yesterday, fortunately, no one had died. Besides Luó Lí's divine medicine, the others were thanks to Xu Fu and Leng Ren.
If they hadn't resisted with all their might and gone all out to protect the villagers, with the strength of Hòuxī Village alone, facing those bandits yesterday, they would have been annihilated.
“Girl, I just heard your paternal aunt say you were sick yesterday. What happened?” Su Minghui had also woken up.
After a night's rest, only the large wound on his shoulder had not healed. His other conditions looked quite good. His face was rosy and lustrous, and his voice was full of vigor.
“Uncle, I’m fine. I just got a little tired. Does your wound still hurt?” Su Muqing said, preparing to change his dressing. Su Cuiping took it from her.
“If you need anything, just ask us to do it. You should get more rest too.” After taking what was in her hand, Su Cuiping couldn't help but say something.
She had been terribly frightened yesterday! First, her father was lying there covered in blood, his life or death unknown. After her father was finally saved, she then witnessed her good sister flirting with death.
It was Brother Lu who had, with great difficulty, pulled her back from the brink of death. She should get more rest!
Su Muqing felt that not only was she fine, but she was also full of energy and could do more.
But everyone had seen how dangerous her situation was yesterday. So, when they checked on the injured, they only allowed her to speak and look. Changing dressings and other tasks were all done by Su Cuiping and the others.
The people of Hòuxī Village rested in place for two days. The injured people quickly recovered thanks to the divine medicine and the highly diluted spirit spring water.
Song Biao, who was recuperating in Kǎnzi Mountain, was not as comfortable as the people of Hòuxī Village. He didn't have Su Muqing's divine medicine and could only casually use some hemostatic powder and medicinal liniment. He also ate more ginseng stewed chicken to supplement his body.
The brothers he had sent out returned to report that those people were still in the same place and hadn't moved. Song Biao verbally said he wasn't afraid of their retaliation, firmly believing that those people couldn't find the stronghold of Fierce Tiger Village.
After all, they had been roaming and causing trouble between Guang’an Prefecture and Suining Prefecture for years. The authorities had dispatched troops to encircle and suppress them many times, but they couldn't even find a shadow of them, all because their stronghold's location was extremely secret.
As evening arrived, his subordinates reported again that those people had started packing their belongings, seemingly preparing to move.
For some reason, upon hearing his subordinates’ report, Song Biao breathed a sigh of relief. He had been somewhat worried that those people wouldn't leave and wondered what they were planning.
He knew for sure that among the people who had appeared later that day, there were absolute masters. If they met again, he would definitely not be their match.
Fortunately! They were finally leaving. Song Biao then went to the women he kept in his village with peace of mind.
Sometime ago, someone had contacted him, saying they wanted to bring him and his brothers together to discuss important matters. The person's attitude was very sincere, and they had given him a gift of one hundred thousand taels of silver notes upon meeting.
They also said that if he agreed, he would enjoy endless glory and wealth, with power and women readily available. He wouldn’t have to live this kind of life, exposed to the elements and with his life on the line.
He accepted the silver notes, but Song Biao didn't take the person's words seriously. As the saying goes, it's better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Although he was a bandit, in the south, he was a notorious bandit.
Once he started working for someone else, would his name still be known in the martial world? Moreover, as a subordinate, he would inevitably have to follow orders. He didn't want to be overly controlled.
However, he now had to consider it carefully. After his second and third brothers returned, he would personally make a trip to Suining Prefecture to meet that person.
If that person truly had the ability to accomplish great things, he wasn't someone who couldn't adapt. Leaning on a big tree provided good shade. Having been a bandit for so long, becoming an official wouldn't be bad.
In the middle of the night, several figures quietly appeared on the mountainside of Kǎnzi Mountain.
This operation consisted only of Su Muqing, Lu Yuzhi, Lao San, and Leng Ren, who had recovered.
The others from Hòuxī Village had already started their journey. Su Muqing, fearing they might encounter danger again, had left them some modern weaponry.
Initially, she didn't want to bring modern weaponry into this small world too early, lest it disrupt the existing balance. However, after this incident, she had come to terms with it. Using other weapons was still killing, and there was no difference.
Following the pit on the mountainside, the four people once again arrived above the bedroom. Su Muqing looked at the scanner and saw that there was no one in the bedroom below. The few of them lifted the wooden board and jumped down.
Su Muqing took out a high-power searchlight, illuminating the dark bedroom as if it were daytime.
Lu Yuzhi went to the stone wall with the patterns he had seen before, thinking that this must be the door. The few of them searched the bedroom for a switch. Finally, they found the switch under the tiger skin on the stone bed.
As the stone door slowly rose, Su Muqing couldn't help but be surprised. She had thought it would be a regular rotating door, but it turned out to be a 'duanlongshi' gate! In this era, a 'duanlongshi' gate was something that required the most skilled craftsmen, spending their entire lives to build.
'Duanlongshi' gates were generally used in tombs or treasure mechanisms. Normally, they would rise and fall, but if they encountered a life-or-death crisis, the stone gate would be lowered from the inside with a 'duanlong' lock, and the stone gate would be completely sealed, never to be opened again.
It was likely that the person who built this cave used a 'duanlongshi' gate to provide those inside the stone chamber with a slim chance of escape when danger arrived.