GBP Chapter 144 A near miss
Chapter 144 A near miss
In an instant, Han Zhibai's foot stepped on empty air, his body lost balance, and he fell down.
Seeing him being hit, the leader of the men ordered, "Go and catch the archer!"
Two men ran to catch Xia Qingyue.
At the same time, Xia Qingyue, who was standing dozens of meters away, saw Han Zhibai step on empty air and fall down, and shouted, "Han Zhibai!"
She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, wishing she could grow a pair of wings and fly over to save people.
The three men standing near the trap thought their plan had succeeded and smiled smugly.
No one expected that something unexpected would happen the next moment.
Han Zhibai fell into the trap and quickly untied a thin rope around his waist with one hand.
One end of the rope was a three-clawed iron hook, and he held the other end with the hand that was holding the machete, and swung the iron hook out with force.
The iron hook accurately grasped a tree. Han Zhibai tightened the rope and turned his body sideways. His long legs pressed against the earth wall on one side of the trap to reduce the impact of the downward movement. He glanced downward, but before he could see the situation clearly, he felt a sudden piercing pain in his waist and buttocks.
There is a sharp weapon underneath!
Han Zhibai's expression froze. At this moment, his lower body was almost submerged in the trap, and only his head was exposed at the same level as the ground.
He held the rope tightly with both hands, pushed hard with his feet, used the force to jump into the air, and then let go of the rope.
His body soared into the air and slowly fell down. Under the shocked gazes of the three men beside him, Han Zhibai raised the machete in his hand and swung it, cutting the necks of the two men and spurting out a large amount of blood.
Due to the distance, the man's neck was temporarily spared.
Han Zhibai fell to the ground with a cold look in his eyes. Without stopping, he swung the knife in his hand at the man.
Over there, Xia Qingyue saw two men coming towards her, so she raised her bow and shot an arrow. Perhaps she was too anxious, and both of her arrows missed the target.
"I don't believe this!"
"Hoo...Xia Qingyue, hold on, hold on."
"Remember the archery techniques they taught you before."
She became more and more courageous as she faced more setbacks. After a few breaths, her restless heart gradually calmed down.
Draw the bow and arrow, aim at the target.
call out--
An arrow hit the chest of the man in front, and he fell to the ground.
While the man's companion was standing there in shock, like a dead target that would not move, Xia Qingyue took her time and shot another arrow.
The arrow hit his chest, a fatal blow.
Fortunately, she has been practicing archery diligently at the target recently, increasing the distance, and her hit rate has improved accordingly.
"Qingyue!"
After dealing with the man, Han Zhibai, who was worried about Xia Qingyue's safety, ran over. He looked her up and down to see if she was injured.
Xia Qingyue saw that his clothes were torn in several places, "You are injured!"
She walked forward and picked up the damaged area. It seemed that the flesh under the clothes was covered in blood, all from cuts.
Seeing that she was safe, Han Zhibai felt relieved. When he relaxed, he felt the pain in his waist which was injured by the sharp weapon in the trap, as if a blade was scraping his flesh. He tried his best to suppress it, and remained calm with a smile in his eyes.
"These are minor injuries. They won't cause any trouble. They will heal in a few days."
"Let me see." She checked him anxiously.
Han Zhibai turned sideways and faced her with his uninjured side. "It's really okay, just a minor injury."
"But you have a lot of sweat on your face." She stared at his face, her eyes full of worry and self-blame.
"I haven't fought with others like this in a long time. I'm a little tired. I'll be fine if I sweat a little." He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead and face with his sleeve.
Xia Qingyue turned around and looked at the body lying beside the trap. "Actually, I recognize that person. I met him once."
"That person is Zhou Datong from Tianlang Village. I didn't expect that he is not dead and has escaped here and is hiding."
Han Zhibai glanced over.
She raised her foot and was about to walk towards the trap.
"Don't go over there!" Han Zhibai didn't want her to go over there as there was blood on the sharp weapon in the trap.
He looked at her white wrist and in desperation, reached out to grab it.
Through the fabric of her clothes, he loosely held her arm.
Han Zhibai's palms are very big, while Xia Qingyue's arms are slender and can be grasped in one hand.
Meeting her puzzled look, Han Zhibai's eyes wandered, "There's a strong smell of blood over there, and there are many ferocious beasts in the forest. Let's leave quickly."
She thought about it and agreed, "Then let's pull out the iron arrowhead and leave."
"I'll pull out the one over there." Han Zhibai ran towards the trap. When he pulled out the arrow, he glanced at the trap. There were several rows of iron nails at the bottom, and there was a pool of glaring blood on top.
Sensing that the wound was bleeding, he turned his back to Xia Qingyue, gently tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, and wrapped it around his waist to stop the bleeding.
After pulling out the arrows, they left together.
It was already evening and the sky was full of rosy clouds.
When walking, Han Zhibai deliberately walked on Xia Qingyue's left side because the injured part was on the right side of his waist.
Xiaobai smelled blood on his master, and frequently walked to his right side, tilting his head back and sniffing around.
Han Zhibai was so anxious that he secretly waved to Xiaobai, telling it not to come near him.
"By the way, we have dealt with all the bandits. There are still many iron products in their caves. Should we take them?"
She saw used iron arrowheads in the wooden box filled with miscellaneous items, some of which had blood stains that had not yet been cleaned off.
"Sure, it would be a waste if you don't take it."
They returned to the cave and packed the usable iron products and daily necessities into sacks and backpacks, taking them away in large and small bags.
After walking to the middle and lower reaches of the stream, the two had to part ways.
Xia Qingyue turned to Han Zhibai and thanked him from the bottom of her heart: "Thank you for helping us today."
Gratitude was not just expressed verbally, she had thought of preparing some thank-you gifts, which would be given to him tomorrow, the day they had agreed to go down the mountain.
Han Zhibai smiled, sweat slowly seeping out of his forehead, "You're welcome, I'm glad you're safe, apply some plaster on your wounds when you get home, and try not to get them wet."
"You have to take good care of your injuries when you get back. Don't be careless. I bought a lot of medicine a few days ago. Please wait here. I'll go back..."
"Did you forget? I also bought a lot of medicine that day. I have some at home."
"Oh, I forgot for a moment." She lowered her eyes, a little embarrassed. They say that when you care too much, you will be confused. It's true.
Watching Xia Qingyue walk away in the dark, Han Zhibai's body shook uncontrollably.
"Let's go, Xiaobai, let's go home too."
Walking into the dense forest, Han Zhibai held onto a big tree, breathing slightly, his face pale, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, and a large patch of red blood soaked the clothes on the right side of his waist.
"Mmmm!" Xiaobai circled around him anxiously.
"No, I'm fine, Xiaobai."
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When Xia Qingyue returned to the tiankeng, the first thing she did was to clean Heihei's wounds and apply medicine. There were many marks all over its body, which were caused by the ropes that broke its skin.
They were all minor injuries.
"Fortunately, there was no danger today. I wonder if Han Zhibai has arrived home?"