Chapter 705: The Savage in the Mountains

Pei Qianyun is gone!

Regarding this matter, Liu Zheng was still quite shocked.

One must know, in his view, Pei Qianyun's martial prowess was already the ceiling of the entire Longyan Dynasty.

What kind of person could actually make him go missing along with them?

The most critical point is...

No matter what kind of person it is, wanting to kill Pei Qianyun in one blow is almost impossible. If he wanted to escape, no amount of people could stop him.

The enemy is very powerful!

Liu Zheng took Gu Guan and his men to search nearby for a long time, but still could not find Pei Qianyun. There were quite a few bloodstains along the way, but these bloodstains were very scattered and could not form a trail at all, lacking any directional indication.

"Vice Minister Liu..."

"Lord Liu, this..."

Gu Guan was anxious and shouted angrily: "We must continue searching!"

Liu Zheng, however, shook his head, stopped him, and said calmly: "In the dead of night, it is not advisable to go too far. Perhaps this is the enemy's 'luring the tiger away from the mountain'..."

Sure enough.

Before the words had even faded.

Over at the camp, screams rang out once again.

A group of people were startled and turned to run back.

At this moment, the camp of one hundred thousand slaves was already in total chaos. Seeing Liu Zheng and the others return, someone shouted: "Lord, Lord, monsters, monsters, savages! They are savages!"

"No, they are mountain ghosts!"

"Mountain ghosts!"

A terrifying atmosphere filled the entire place, and it could no longer be stopped.

"All of you, shut up!"

Gu Guan picked up his long saber and chopped off the head of the man who was screaming the loudest; only then did the scene calm down significantly.

Everyone walked over.

Their expressions sank at that moment.

They saw that the outermost tent had been destroyed; it was clear that the tent had been torn apart by some immense force, and the people inside were nowhere to be seen.

At the scene, not even a trace of blood was left behind.

Gu Guan had someone count, and eight were missing!

Eight!

Liu Zheng and the others could not help but gasp.

In this split second, eight people were snatched away?

No!

It was nine!

There was also Pei Qianyun!

"This..."

"What are we to do?"

"Ahhhhh, we haven't even reached Wangchuan Valley, and these evil ghosts have already appeared!"

A group of people, trembling with fear, wailed incessantly.

"Shut up!"

"All of you, shut up!"

In the middle of the night, talking about evil ghosts was truly hair-raising. To avoid causing large-scale panic, these jailers began to use force as a deterrent.

Soon.

Two witnesses were brought by Gu Guan into Liu Zheng's tent.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"Lord, I beg you, let me go back! Lord, my family has a thousand qing of fertile land and a fortune worth ten thousand strings of cash; I'll give it all to you, I'll give it all to you!"

The two were so scared that the color had drained from their faces; they knelt on the ground as soon as they entered, kowtowing incessantly.

"Stop talking nonsense to me! Speak, what did you see?"

Gu Guan kicked out at them.

"Evil ghosts, evil ghosts, very tall and big, very fast, their feet are huge, ahhhhh..."

"They have scale armor on their bodies!"

One person was so scared they had wet their pants and were trembling all over.

Liu Zheng and Gu Guan exchanged a look.

Evil ghosts?

Huge feet?

Have scale armor?

And they are very tall and big?

What kind of thing is this?

Are they really evil ghosts?

Liu Zheng did not believe it.

Savages?

That was possible.

In his past life, Liu Zheng had heard that in some deep mountains of the Northeast, as well as in the Shennongjia of Hubei, there were traces of wild men. Moreover, in this ancient era, during times of war and chaos, anything could happen.

"My lord, this..."

Gu Guan still wanted to speak.

Liu Zheng waved his hand.

"Get them settled, continue resting!"

Gu Guan wanted to say more but hesitated, wondering what to do about Pei Qianyun.

But seeing that Liu Zheng had no intention of talking, he could only accept the order and leave.

Another burst of clamor ensued; settling one hundred thousand slaves was no easy task, and a chaotic scene was certainly unavoidable.

Liu Zheng lay on the makeshift bed, his mind in a state of utter turmoil.

How could he not be worried about Pei Qianyun's safety?

But at this moment, he had to be calm, calm!

Eight people...

Plus Pei Qianyun!

He knew this was the master of Wangchuan City giving him a taste of his own medicine.

A warning?

Or a humiliation?

A sharp glint flashed in Liu Zheng's eyes.

"Roar, roar, roar, roar!"

"Roar, roar, roar, roar!"

In the dead of night, countless torches in these deep mountains looked like a winding dragon of fire.

Ji Yong watched all of this coldly.

With a "thud"!

The person caught in a large net was thrown onto the ground.

This person was none other than Pei Qianyun!

Pei Qianyun was baring his fangs and brandishing his claws at this moment, his eyes filled with a fierce light as he cursed loudly.

Beside Pei Qianyun stood a group of people who were naked... in this season, it was truly unbelievable that they were naked. Furthermore, these people wore hairstyles that were hard to understand, with a braid trailing behind their heads, while their faces were painted with all sorts of strange colors, making it impossible to see their features clearly. Even more bizarre was that these people wore no shoes at all, running and jumping in these deep mountains, which had left their feet covered in a thick layer of calluses. Each of them held fish spears, Javelins, and various weapons that were hard to identify.

Ji Yong glanced at this group of people and said coldly: "Tell them they can go!"

"Yes, General!"

A Lieutenant went over and muttered a few words to that group, and only then did they leave.

A bunch of savages!

A look of disdain flashed in Ji Yong's eyes.

But it had to be said that in these deep mountains, they were the true kings! They came and went like the wind. These people were the indigenous tribe of the former Liaodong, the Jurchen tribe! Unfortunately, in this space, the Jurchen tribe, which had once caused the Huaxia people to suffer hundreds of years of humiliation, had not grown strong. Instead, they had been driven into the deep mountains by successive Liaodong Envoys from the Qiao family. And the ruthlessness of the Qiao family was absolute populism.

Driven into the mountains, population controlled!

They had stubbornly reduced these Jurchens to such a sorry state.

In the end, they would bestow upon them some daily necessities, and then let them help the Qiao family capture anyone who dared to enter the mountains.

These Jurchens were referred to by them as "Liaozi"!

"Bah, these Liaozi really have an increasingly large appetite! They demanded five hundred shi of grain from us!"

"Ah? Just for these few people?"

"These savages..."

"Indeed, but General, they said this fellow actually tore apart more than a dozen of their Liaozi with his bare hands!"

"What?"

Once these words were spoken, many people were greatly shocked.

Tore apart Liaozi with his bare hands?

The Liaodong soldiers present all knew that those Liaozi were the most troublesome existences in the great mountains.

"Is that so?"

Ji Yong was also slightly stunned, then looked over with interest.

"What are you looking at! If you have the guts, let this master go, and I'll fight you for three hundred rounds!"

"A bunch of sissies!"

Pei Qianyun cursed and mocked them in every way.

If he hadn't carelessly fallen into a trap, how could he have ended up in such a situation?

"F*** you..."

"Are you looking to die?"

"How dare you curse our General?"

A group of people prepared to punch and kick him.

Ji Yong's eyelids suddenly twitched: "Wait!"