Chapter 6 — Trung Trinh Guest

She nodded to the old butler, let down the curtain, and quickly unbuttoned each button of my shirt. "Madam has already given instructions." "This slave proactively asked to go on this trip... because she is not at ease with you." Seeing that I was still hesitant, she stopped with a serious face. "Miss, have you forgotten what you told me?" "Besides..." "Parting ways is only half luck, half misfortune, this slave knows that the young lady loves slaves." slave." "But this is an urgent matter, please don't miss the opportunity because of the servant's humble status and ruin the big event." I looked at Nga Nhi in silence. In my previous life... Among the maids next to me, the one who was still alive followed me and ran to the South... only Nga Nhi was the only one. However... because of many times she carried me through muddy puddles on the escape route, she got a bad leg. Not long after arriving in the South... he fell ill and passed away. This time, how can I let her fall into danger again? "Miss! Big things come first!" Nga Nhi urged impatiently. I sighed softly in my heart. Gritting my teeth, trying to hold back my tears, I slowly let go. Very soon, Nga Nhi finished changing clothes with me and put the veil on me. I constantly warned: "You must be careful." She smiled. Through the thin layer of gauze, I couldn't see clearly... whether there was fear in her eyes or not. There were constant urging sounds outside. We can only hastily say goodbye. Taking advantage of the dusk, a team continued to pass through Dai Yen Kou. The remaining team quietly separated from the group, followed the mountainside, and took a detour. … I don't know how long it's been. It was late at night, the pale moonlight covered the heavy and tired shadows of the carriages. The old manager encouraged everyone to try a little harder. Wait until morning, get down from the mountain and rest. I also understand... you absolutely cannot be negligent at this time. But the surrounding was strangely quiet, not even the sound of the wind. Going on the road for many consecutive days left everyone exhausted. I unconsciously leaned against the side of the car with heavy eyelids. Maybe... I just closed my eyes for a moment when suddenly the sound of a horse neighing fiercely was heard outside. My heart jumped, I immediately opened my eyes. Ahead, several dark shadows suddenly rushed out under the moonlight. The blade shone coldly, and in the blink of an eye, it slashed straight towards the cavalry team opening the way. The old manager decided immediately. The horseman rushed forward, kicked open the car door, pulled me up to sit in front, reined in and shouted softly: "Go!" The leader of the robbers had eyes as sharp as a wolf's. He immediately stared at us, raised his sword and pointed. "Over there!" "Go into the forest!" The night wind then arose. Hitting the face hurts like a dull blade. Whoosh... An arrow pierced the butler's shoulder. Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. The person was still hugging me, then we both fell off the horse. "Yich Bo..." I called out in panic. There's no time to say more. Dich Bo staggered and pushed me down a low slope. The bottom is covered with dry pine needles and rotten leaves. He put all his strength into a large tree hole, creating a secret hiding place. The sound of horse hooves chasing soldiers got closer and closer. "Don't speak." Uncle Dich's breathing became rapid. That was the last advice he gave me. Having finished speaking... he struggled to get on his horse again, leading the pursuing soldiers forward. The ground above shook violently. The sound of pursuit and screams rushed like big waves. One class after another. I cowered in the hollow of a tree, my hands and feet were cold and numb. Hearing the screams and the sound of weapons clashing above my head, I bit the back of my hand, not daring to let out even a single cry. A long time... A long time later... The forest gradually became quiet again. The wind blew through the pine trees. Rustling like rain. Drop... Drop... Drop by drop fell into the tree hole. It's not rain. It's... blood. Bright red first

eye. I crawled out of the tree hole, my hands were stained with fresh blood. I pulled my cloak tight. Don't dare look back. Scared. Crying. Neither can exchange their lives. We have only one path left: to move forward, to constantly move forward. … After the battle of war. Even the morning mist reeked of the fishy smell of blood. We groped through the forest. In a fit of fatigue and panic, I put my hand on a tree trunk to rest. Unexpectedly... that tree trunk suddenly swayed slightly. I was startled. Determined to look closely. That... is another thing that can be hanged. My spine immediately felt cold, my hair stood on end. I took a few steps back, unexpectedly... on the tree next to me was also hanging a female corpse. I panicked and took another seven or eight steps back. My vision suddenly opened wide, dim light filtered through the forest. Only then did we see clearly, on both sides of the small road. Every few trees... hang a person who committed suicide. Everyone was yellow and thin. The bone felt like it was about to puncture the skin. The wind blew, the fog drifted through the forest. The thin, skeletal bodies swayed gently. Like so many unjust souls with no place to express themselves. Transform into sacrificial bells hanging on tree towers, raising their lamenting cries to the sky. I'm stunned, I don't know how to describe my mood right now... Is this a dream? Or... I'm already dead. Going down the road to Huangquan? At that moment, a faint breath suddenly rang out in my ear. I was startled like a bird afraid of a bent branch. Almost burst into a scream. “Help…” “Save me…” Who is it? People still alive? I followed the sound, pushed through the thorn bushes and walked forward. Under the tree there is a woman with tattered clothes. At first glance, I thought it was Nga Nhi. Rushed over. Unexpectedly... it was an acquaintance that I didn't expect. "Why you?"