In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 1362: Searching

Chapter 1362: Chapter 1362: Searching

"He? Is Aunt Wu asking about Uncle Lui’s whereabouts?"

Little Yanyan did not call Lui Muyi Fifth Uncle-in-law like Su Xian’er, but instead addressed him as Uncle.

This made Su Xian’er’s eyes darken, and she reluctantly nodded, "Yes, it’s him."

Little Yanyan immediately broke into a smile, her growing little face turning red with joy, and her eyebrows and eyes smiling.

"Uncle Lui, he...he..."

"Watch out!"

Before Little Yanyan could finish, Su Xian’er, who was standing opposite her, suddenly changed her expression, and with a flying leap, she threw herself on top of Little Yanyan.

The sudden turn of events quickly brought the elite guards to their senses, and they leapt into action. Soon, a scream was heard, and the person who had fired the hidden arrow from behind was dead beyond dead.

Everyone had already been frightened silly by the turn of events!

Especially Little Yanyan!

Staring at Su Xian’er with an arrow sticking out of her chest, she was stunned for a long time, unable to utter a word.

"Yan Yan, are you... alright?"

Su Xian’er swayed unsteadily but still remembered to check on Little Yanyan. However, her body could no longer stay upright, and she slowly fell to the ground.

Little Yanyan burst into tears with a "waah" and threw herself onto Su Xian’er. "Aunt Wu, Little Yanyan is fine. Aunt Wu! You can’t die. Yan Yan doesn’t want you to die! Aunt Wu..."

Before her eyes, the scenes of Su Xian’er taking care of her in her childhood emerged.

She cried uncontrollably.

Su Xian’er forced a smile and lifted her hand to touch Little Yanyan. Halfway through, her hand fell weakly.

"Yan Yan, Aunt Wu, Aunt Wu still owes you an apology. I was demon bewitched back then, I..."

For all these years, the incident that almost killed Little Yanyan had weighed heavily on her heart like a massive boulder, suffocating her day and night. Now, she had finally saved her life! She could finally let go of this burden!

Tears continuously slid down Little Yanyan’s face. "Don’t say anymore, Aunt Wu! Yan Yan doesn’t blame you, never has. Yan Yan knows you care about me. I know it all!"

Su Xian’er finally smiled, as if she had laid down all her burdens, and her whole body relaxed as she slowly closed her eyes.

"That’s good, that’s..."

Little Yanyan wailed loudly, "Aunt Wu, don’t die! Please don’t die!"

Her mournful cries echoed nonstop in the valley.

Qin Yi hurried around two stone pillars, but there were too many people hindering him!

They attacked him like madmen.

At this moment, Qin Yi couldn’t afford to ponder; every move he made was a powerful blow, his sword filled with Inner Strength sweeping away many at once. But soon, more people surrounded him.

Qin Yi was frantic, checking the pillars each time he launched a powerful attack.

These people clung on like parasites, ceaselessly coming at him, making Qin Yi wish he could just eradicate them all.

At this point, he also saw clearly!

Among those attacking him, aside from the disciples of the Valley of Ghosts, most were disguised soldiers. Distinguishing the two was not difficult for Qin Yi! He was well aware of the martial arts routines of the Valley of Ghosts, and even more familiar with those practiced by the soldiers. Neither would reveal themselves until they attacked, and once they did, the difference was clear.

However, he had no time to entangle with them now, firmly intent on finding the heart of the array to break it and save Pan’er.

But both stone pillars had been examined, and still, Qin Yi could not find the heart of the array formation Pan’er had mentioned.

As he was becoming anxious, a swooshing sound from behind him pierced the air. The swoosh bore the force of thunder, directly targeting the spot between his shoulders.

Clang!—

A crisp sound rang out!

At the critical moment, Qin Yi shifted to the side, swinging his long sword to collide with the hidden arrow, numbing the spot between his thumb and index finger! The arrow changed direction and flew back. The next moment, a scream was heard.

Instant chaos erupted among the crowd!

"Master! Master, quickly, someone, come! Hurry and save the master..."

Perfect chaos!

Qin Yi felt a surge of joy and circled around the stone pillar once more.

The heart of the array, the heart of the array—where exactly on the stone pillar could it be? Where could it be?

Where, where, where...

Qin Yi, too anxious to stay still, kept pacing around the pillar, his hands involuntarily embracing it. But the texture transmitted from the pillar made him suddenly stop his movements.

"Could it be...?" Qin Yi’s eyes widened.

As he hesitated for a brief moment, the enemies who had scattered in the confusion began to gather around him again.

Qin Yi stretched out his hands, channeling all his Inner Strength into them, pressing them against the stone pillar.

"The reason I couldn’t find the heart of the array is that these two stone pillars are themselves the hearts of the array! Precisely because they stand constantly before everyone’s eyes, people completely overlooked them, never thinking that they are at the heart of the Formation of Shifting Stars and Changing Movements!"

As Qin Yi finished speaking, the stone pillar began to turn under his hands!

A heavy Mechanical Sound clacked continuously, and everything around began to shake. Suddenly, there was a loud roar, as if something had sunk into the ground.

Qin Yi felt something around him had changed...

Three months later.

Shuanghekou dock was still bustling with people, teeming with life.

Having just celebrated the Lantern Festival, the shops along the dock still hung festive lanterns from their walls, faintly retaining the festive atmosphere.

Countless soldiers lined the riverbank, each holding a long spear, standing in rows and separating the crowd on the dock.

Zhang Da, unusually not at work but dressed in clean, tidy clothes, stood by the dock with a naive smile.

Remarkably, his wife was also beaming with joy, holding Zhang Mei’s hand, her face full of reluctance: "Zhang Mei, when you’re with the nobleman, remember, your brother and sister-in-law are still enduring hardships in the countryside, supporting our parents. We’re short on money..."

"Nonsense!"

Before his wife could finish, Zhang Da quickly pulled her behind him.

He fiercely glared at his wife, then turned back to Zhang Mei: "Little sister, don’t listen to your sister-in-law’s nonsense. Your brother is healthy, and your sister-in-law earns quite a bit from silkworm farming and weaving. When you’re in Shengjing caring for the nobleman, don’t always worry about home, take care of your health first. Only with health, can you have everything else. Understand?"

Zhang Mei, seeing her sister-in-law’s face pale with anger, felt secretly delighted, arrogantly lifting her chin and flashing a bright smile showing all her teeth.

"Brother, don’t worry! As soon as I arrive in the Capital City, I will immediately send you a message. With the nobleman caring for me, you don’t need to worry."

Zhang Da nodded repeatedly.

He wanted to say more, but suddenly, the crowd on the other side began to stir.