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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO Rushing Like a Beast

Shenzheng of Tibetan Scriptures From 1 to 17, Shan Scripture from 2 to 12

Jing Mo was surprised and happy, the voice belonged to Shi Lee Yan.

After a few seconds, Jing Mo slowly got used to it. His eyes could already see. Looking up, he saw that he was inside a small hole. This hole should be the side of the hole that he and Lee Yan saw yesterday, the place where the blood hand was.

It was just that the blood hand had already disappeared, leaving only Lee Yan and himself in the hole. Oh right, there was still a little floral pig behind Lee Yan.

The Zhu Xiaohua stretched out half of its body, tilted its head and looked at Jing Mo. There seemed to be a trace of mockery in her small eyes.

Behind the Zhu Xiaohua, the cave was heading towards the north. Who knew how deep the underground cave was.

This hole should be the one in the horizontal hole at the top of the big hole yesterday. He did not know why, but the Zhu Xiaohua actually brought him to the top of the cave, while Lee Yan actually saved him inside the cave.

Jing Mo looked at Lee Yan, only to see Lee Yan slowly putting his right hand down, and then, putting away the black, heavy rope in his left hand, he placed it into the bag on his back.

Jing Mo calmed himself down, then asked Lee Yan: "Why are you here?"

Lee Yan said in a low voice: "Be quiet, I'm here to look for you."

Jing Mo became even more confused: "You were looking for me, how did you know I would come here?"

Lee Yan's eyes flashed, a trace of laughter appearing in his eyes: "I just know." Just as he was about to speak with Jing Mo, the expression on Lee Yan's face suddenly changed, and his expression immediately became grave. Following that, he stuck his mouth next to Jing Mo's ear and said softly, "Wood, do not speak, understand? "No matter what you hear later, don't say anything. Remember, this is related to your life."

Jing Mo was stunned yet again. Seeing the Lee Yan close at hand, Lee Yan did not seem to have the slightest intention to joke around.

This nine year old child seemed to be talking about something extremely important to him.

Jing Mo hesitated, but still nodded.

After a while, they heard the footsteps of two people running towards them at an abnormally fast speed. A few minutes later, the two men came running to the hole, and one of them made a sound of surprise.

This man's voice was Jing Soong.

Jing Mo was overjoyed. He looked at Lee Yan and was about to tell him, "My uncle is here —" However, when he saw Lee Yan's serious expression, he recalled what he promised Lee Yan. He could not speak, nor could he speak under any circumstances.

Thinking of this, Jing Mo swallowed his words.

Another woman's voice could be heard saying in a low voice, "I thought I heard Worryfree call for help just now …"

There was a hint of nervousness in this voice.

Jing Mo thought: "Looks like grandmother is still worried about my safety."

The two people who had come were Jing Soong and Old Lady Jing.

Jing Soong looked at the hole on the ground that Jing Mo had stepped into, and his face revealed a confused expression, as he said in a low voice: "I asked Jing Wubing to take this kid earlier, why did this brat come here by himself? "I heard that kid, Jing Wuju, scream for help just now. Look at the footprints on the ground, it does look like it belongs to Jing Wuju —"

The Old Lady Jing said anxiously: "Are you saying that Wu Hen really fell down into the hole?"

Old Lady Jing's voice was trembling, her face was tense. She looked at the cave, then looked at Jing Soong, and said, "How about we first save Wuzhi —"

Jing Soong frowned: "There's no rush, I'm sick to lead the imposter away, this is the right time to arrive. Let's cover this cave well and hide at the side."

Before he could even finish his words, he heard the sounds of cold laughter coming from the side of the Pagoda Tree Forest, followed by the sound of footsteps coming from outside the forest. The sound of footsteps was extremely heavy, and from the sound of the footsteps, it sounded like a three hundred kilogram strong man was walking over.

Just that, the moment this voice entered Old Lady Jing's ears, her expression changed greatly.

Jing Soong's expression also changed, as he muttered: "Damn it, this damned old man is quite capable. He must have failed if he wasn't sick."

That sneer was the voice of the fake Jing Laotou.

Old Lady Jing straightened her back, straightened her body, and said to Jing Soong: "What are you afraid of? Can't the two of us beat that old man? "

Jing Soong chuckled, "Fourth Aunt is right."

When Jing Mo heard Jing Soong's words, his heart was in a mess. "Why does Uncle Jing call grandmother Fourth Aunt, but isn't grandmother his mother? "What's going on?"

Jing Mo suddenly felt a burst of fear.

The fear came suddenly, but it was as if the fear had been buried deep in his heart for a long time. It was like a sudden clap of thunder that broke out from the earth.

The moment the fear appeared, it was like a huge wave that came crashing down from the darkness and engulfed Jing Mo in an instant.

Jing Mo seemed to have touched on the truth of the matter —

Jing Soong and Old Lady Jing retreated a few steps back. They separated a few meters and stood in a corner, waiting in the darkness.

The sound of footsteps approached from afar. Two minutes later, a stooped figure with a long rope tied to one end of the rope rushed over from the forest.

When Old Lady Jing saw this, her eyes narrowed and revealed a trace of anger.

Jing Soong's eyes rolled and turned, then slowly moved to the side, in a moment, he had actually hidden his Pagoda Tree Forest.

The stooped figure was the fake Jing Laotou. The one tied to the other end of the long rope in Jing Laotou's hands was the Jing Wubing who came with Jing Soong.

Jing Laotou did not stop for a single second as he rushed to the entrance of the cave. When he was about ten metres away from the cave, he suddenly stopped.

Behind him, at the other end of the rope, which was around ten metres away, Jing Wubing stopped in his tracks. His face was beaten black and blue by the tree trunk, and one of his eyes was also swollen. His clothes were tattered, obviously on the road, the fake Jing Laotou underlings were merciless, when they sprinted, regardless of anything, Jing Wubing was hit by the locust tree in the forest and suffered heavy injuries.

Jing Laotou stood there, his eyes staring straight at Jing Laotou, but he did not say anything.

Looking at the old man's frail body, no one would have thought that he would be like a giant beast in the middle of the forest. When he landed, he was as vigorous as a tiger.

Old Lady Jing also did not speak. The moonlight shone like water, shining upon the bodies of the three people. The forest was deathly quiet, with only the occasional painful groans or two that Jing Wubing would make.

After a dozen or so seconds, Old Lady Jing could not hold it in anymore and shouted: "Let him go."

Jing Laotou's face did not change at all as he slowly asked, "Who exactly are you?"

Inside the cave, Jing Mo was once again astonished. "Why does this great evildoer say that? Did he not know the identity of his grandmother? Could it be that grandmother's identity is hiding some secret? "

Old Lady Jing was silent again, after a few seconds, she slowly said: "I wanted to ask you this question, who exactly are you? Why did you come to our Jing Family? What are you plotting? "

Jing Laotou did not reply. After staring at Old Lady Jing for a while, he let out a low shout and rushed forward, waving the rope in his hand, causing Jing Wubing, who was tied to the other end of the rope, to suddenly be treated as a huge weapon. In the blink of an eye, he smashed it towards Old Lady Jing's face.

Old Lady Jing was shocked, this time suddenly, without time to think, she stood on the ground with both feet, steady as a mountain, following that, she extended both of her hands, and fiercely grabbed towards Jing Wubing.

If the Old Lady Jing did not receive it, then Jing Wubing would be flung by the Jing Laotou and be smashed onto a rock behind the Old Lady Jing.

Although the stone was not big, it was square and sharp, and the power that Jing Laotou unleashed was extremely tricky and malicious. With Jing Wubing's front and back legs, it flew straight ahead, and at that moment, his brain would probably burst apart.

Old Lady Jing moved like lightning, grabbing towards Jing Wubing. Jing Wubing shouted in shock, "Er'mei, dodge — —"

How could the Old Lady Jing be willing to hide? Both of his hands suddenly grabbed Jing Wubing.

With such a forceful wave of the Jing Laotou, how strong was his strength? He forced the Old Lady Jing to retreat a few steps, only stopping after his back collided with the rock.

Old Lady Jing only felt her vision go black as a mouthful of blood gushed out from the bottom of her throat …