Bab 765: A Most Painstaking Method of Escape

With the second strum of the zither, Zhu Ye and Ning Shiwei grew vigilant. They turned to the girl and middle-aged scholar walking out of the darkness, their faces solemn and wary. For people to appear in such a remote mountain range in such a cold night naturally meant they were not ordinary people.

A subordinate reported that this middle-aged scholar and little girl had been working as musicians in an inn in Gaoyang Village, and many people had met them before. But Zhu Ye and Ning Shiwei knew that this middle-aged scholar was no ordinary zither-player, and this little girl was no ordinary singer. Just like the strum of the zither that had wound its way through the mountain range, they were extremely unusual.