Chapter 69 Returning Home

The meat patties were grilled until golden on both sides and sizzled with oil. No other seasoning was needed, only a little fine salt was needed to make it extremely delicious.

Served with a bowl of thick porridge and a little chili, everyone was sweating profusely.

These days, they were running around in the mountains and forests. Although Zhao Ya could eat some wild game with his hunting skills, there was a lack of salt and food, and there were pursuers behind them, so no one was in the mood to taste the flavor, just to fill their stomachs.

Now that they have finally entered the range of Wuxiang Mountain, they will be able to return to the city in a short time, so everyone is naturally excited.

Even the food in their mouths has become sweet.

At this time, Zhao Ya used the wound medicine stored in the shelter to re-bandage Meng Lei's wound.

During this journey, Meng Lei's wound did not get infected, but instead formed a soft scab and was about to heal.

This also gave Zhao Ya a more intuitive impression of the strength of the third-level warriors.

Apart from anything else, just saying that this physical fitness is enough to be envied.

After a full meal, everyone took a break.

Zhao Ya took the opportunity to check the rear and found that no one was chasing them, which made him feel much more at ease.

It seems that the people of Qingzhuling also knew that it would be more difficult to catch them after entering Wuxiang Mountain, so they gave up.

Zhao Ya returned to the shelter, and people's spirits had recovered a lot.

When they saw Zhao Ya coming back, everyone except Meng Lei stood up.

"Brother Zhao, how is it?"

Zhao Ya shook his head, "No signs of tracking were found. It is estimated that the people of Qingzhuling have retreated."

Hearing this, Tan Dong and others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The nerves that had been tense all the way were finally able to relax a little.

Only Luo Feng looked solemn, with deep hatred in his eyes.

The death of his uncle Luo Qiang was a great stimulus to him. The once cheerful and lively boy has now become silent.

Especially when the three words Qingzhuling were mentioned, he was even more furious, wishing to eat their flesh and drink their blood.

Zhao Ya was helpless about this and could only pat him on the shoulder.

"If you have rested well, then continue on your way and try to get home before dark!"

This place is still 20 to 30 miles away from Wuxiang City, but because Zhao Ya is familiar with the terrain, he soon arrived in front of Wuxiang City.

It was already night time and the city gates were closed.

Zhao Ya led them through a gap in the city wall, and finally returned to Changlong Escort Agency after a lot of twists and turns.

When they entered the escort agency, the people who stayed behind in the escort agency were shocked.

"General...General Escort, you...you..."

Just when they were about to ask how you became like this, Zhao Ya sighed and stepped forward to say.

"Don't ask, something happened on the road, quickly prepare clean clothes and food, and medicine."

"Yes, yes, we will prepare it now."

Instantly, all the people who stayed behind in Changlong Escort Agency were shocked.

The people who stayed behind were basically porters and errand boys, and there was not even a escort.

Now seeing that the chief escort Meng Lei had lost an arm, the rest of the people were also in a miserable state, like beggars.

The key point is that there was no escort vehicle, nor many people, so they knew that something must have happened, and they were all panicked.

Fortunately, Zhao Ya came out in time and commanded everyone calmly, which slightly suppressed the restless mood.

After a busy time, everyone changed their clothes, the injured were properly treated, and then they gathered together in silence.

Yes.

What else can be said now.

The dart was lost, people died, and even they were able to come back alive because of Zhao Ya's help, so naturally I don’t know what to say.

Luo Feng lowered his head and shed tears silently.

At this time, Meng Lei gently waved his hand, "Everyone is exhausted after running all the way. Let’s go home and rest first. If there is anything, we will talk about it tomorrow."

Everyone looked at each other, then stood up silently, nodded to Meng Lei, and dispersed.

Zhao Ya also left.

He was also heavy in his heart.

Because he knew that after returning, there would be a storm waiting for Changlong Escort Agency, but as Meng Lei said, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Zhao Ya was exhausted physically and mentally after all the running around, and just wanted to go home quickly to see Zui'er and eat a bite of the meal she made.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speed up his pace and soon came to the door.

The door was closed, Zhao Ya hesitated for a moment, and then he didn't plan to knock on the door to enter.

After all, it was so late, knocking on the door would wake Zui'er.

He planned to climb over the wall into the yard, and then wake up Zui'er, so that she wouldn't have to come out to open the door in the middle of the night.

Zhao Ya jumped up and climbed up the wall silently.

There was a trap he set below, so he had to take a look in advance and then find a place to land.

It didn't matter if he saw it, Zhao Ya felt a jolt in his heart, and then a murderous aura rushed to his forehead.

There were two broken ropes under the wall, which were the noose he had laid with his own hands.

At the same time, traces of fighting could be seen on the ground.

Someone came and had a fight with Zui'er, so how is Zui'er now?

Is there any trouble?

A series of thoughts flashed through his mind.

Even when facing the siege of the thieves in Qingzhu Ridge, Zhao Ya was not so irritable.

He didn't care about much, pulled out the meteorite knife, jumped down the wall, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Zui'er!"

Just a moment later, the lights in the house came on, and then a soft voice came.

"Brother Xiaoya?"

The voice was not loud, but when it fell into Zhao Ya's ears, the blood that had rushed to his pupils calmed down instantly.

"Yes, it's me, I'm back!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened, Zui'er rushed out directly and threw himself into Zhao Ya's arms.

"Brother Xiaoya, I'm not dreaming!"

Holding Zui'er's warm body, Zhao Ya smiled slightly, "How could it be a dream? I was delayed for some time on the road because of something, so I came back now."

Zui'er hugged Zhao Ya and breathed in the smell of Zhao Ya's body almost greedily.

When she heard Zhao Ya's voice just now, she really thought she was still dreaming, until she hugged him tightly, her heart was at ease.

Zhao Ya gently stroked Zui'er's back and said softly: "I saw that the trap was triggered when I climbed over the wall just now. What happened?"

Zui'er then remembered that there was still a person locked in the vegetable cellar. It has been locked in there for three days, and I don't know what the situation is now.

Zui'er hurriedly told Zhao Ya what happened, and then asked timidly: "Brother Xiaoya, did I do the right thing?"

Zhao Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, and had already made a judgment in his mind.

Talk about stealing things, that's pure nonsense, it's probably a thief who was attracted by Zui'er's appearance.

Fortunately, I took precautions in advance, otherwise it would be too late to regret it?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ya's murderous heart was burning, but on the surface he smiled brightly and reached out to touch Zui'er's head.

"Good Zui'er, you did a great job. This is what you should do when you meet a bad guy, and put your own safety first."