Drizzle the water and wash away the blood.

Lu Zhishen walked back from the river beach with a Zen stick to the dilapidated temple not far ahead. The fire inside was swaying. The Toutuo, who was sitting around the bonfire, noticed that the flames were weakened a little, and broke a few more firewood and threw them in, burning cracklingly.

Here, there are deserted mountains and wilderness, and occasionally you can hear a few wolf roars. The rain outside has stopped at this time, and the cold moonlight casts down from the gaps of the trees, spreading on the dense leaves, and a layer of silver light rises.

Next to the fire, Yan Qing was half awake and lying. His wound had been treated, but he had lost too much blood. He had fainted several times. His eyes sometimes glanced at the corner not far away, and the woman was feeding the little prince.

"Shishi"

"You hate me, right?" Yan Qing's eyes retracted and stared at the beating firelight and said, the sound was not loud, but it was very clear.

The woman shrank her feet that stretched out her skirt, and her black hair scattered down, covering her expression. The baby who had moved slightly on her chest would whimper a few times from time to time, as if she was choking for too much sucking.

After a moment of silence, Wu Song stood up and left, leaving the space for the two of them, and stopped the monk. "Monkeys should not go in."

"The old love is rekindled?" Lu Zhishen leaned his Zen stick against the wall and sat on a broken Buddha's head.

Wu Song turned his head to look at him, then looked at the dark woods, thinking about the matter, "Let them deal with this kind of thing by themselves."

The dilapidated temple was very quiet, but then there was also a sound of speaking.

"Xiao Yi still remembers that night when he was at the governor's mansion, I couldn't forget it when I first saw you, but Xiao Yi knew that you were Li Shishi and you would become the emperor's woman."

Yan Qing squinted his eyes and held his body up with force. He lost too much blood and made him feel very difficult to do such a little movement. After a while, his voice intermittently said: "Many times, in my dreams, I would see you in my dreams, my white dress is like playing the piano in a peach forest now, just like it is like it comes out of a painting."

"Every time I fall at night, I will walk to the foot of the imperial city and look at the city wall and imagine whether you have lived in it. The emperor neglected you and beat you. Later, the governor arranged an errand for Xiao Yi and could enter the imperial city. Do you know that that day was the happiest day in my life?"

The woman in the corner trembled, and when she looked over, her eyes were slightly red, as if she had cried, "Li Shishi is no longer the Li Shishi that I used to be. I have a husband and children. Don't miss me. I didn't know that I would enter the palace to become His Majesty's wife, so I had a good impression of you, but now, Shishi doesn't miss you anymore, do you know?"

"Know."

Yan Qing's eyes were dull and then fell down. The burning branches bounced a little spark and fell on his face without feeling pain. He called Yan Qing, the prodigal son. The two words "prodigal son" meant to play the show and not mix with emotions, because he knew the bitterness inside. But it was too late at this time. He was groping on the ground to chew on the bark that fell down in his mouth, which was very bitter.

"But Xiao Yi misses you enough."

He moved his mouth and bit hard, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, "It doesn't matter whether you like me or not, but Wei Zhongxian wants to harm you. I don't care whether others die or not. Xiao Yi just needs you to be alive."

Yan Qing spit out the chewed bark, and suddenly she felt much better and she smiled weakly: "Do you think it's ridiculous?"

Over there, the black hair swayed, the dim fire shone on her face, and the voice floated faintly in the wind, "Xiao Yi, let's not escape, let's go back and apologize to Your Majesty. If you escape like this, it will never be a solution."

"We are not guilty"

Yan Qing held up and shouted, "It was Wei Zhongxian who wanted to overthrow the governor, so he came to trouble you and me, that damn eunuch."

Li Shishi stopped talking, the child in his arms moved and fell asleep after eating and eating.

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"who"

Wu Song suddenly threw away the gourd in his hand, stood up alertly, and looked at the other side of the forest. The monk also got up and took the Zen stick across his chest when he heard the sound.

The wind is like a tiger roaring.

In the dense woods under the dark night, shadowy figures gathered towards this side.

The leaves floated in the wind, dancing with the strands of silver threads, and their slender bodies were coming, and the sword sheath inlaid with gems was swaying in their hands, with the sword spear rising lightly.

"Apart from the Duke of Wei from the West Factory, everyone else retreated." A cold voice came from the body that was walking over.

Wei Zhongxian also waved his hand and let the people around him disperse. He followed him to the ruined temple with the Tianfu Sword. A faint light of fire saw two big men blocking the door.

"Wu Song, Lu Zhishen, you two don't eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name well, but you are involved in this kind of thing. You are too old to be too old." Bai Ning pushed the hilt of the sword with his thumb, and slowly unsheathed the sword body.

The original owner of this sword was Bao Daoyi, the Ming Cult, who was later presented to him by Jin Duyi.

"Xiao Yi and I are brothers. He is a crime, so how can the brother not bear it?" Wu Song's footsteps were cut out, and his swords were unsheathed. "Depending on your attitude, you will not stand up for him. It's really wrong to see you, a eunuch, and Wu Song will have no worries anymore."

Bai Ning lowered his eyes, "If you can't win, go together and save some time."

From Wu Erlang, who was very keen, his teeth were clenched and his feet were kicked. The moment he swung his swords, he almost reached the extreme, with the sound of breaking the wind, and he shook his chest twice.

With a blink of an eye.

The sword light flashed, and the moment it was unsheathed, the sword body had already penetrated into the gap between the two swords. With one sword, the two swords quickly stirred and bumped, and the sparks stirred up splashed out.

I heard several consecutive sounds intertwined and hit each other in an instant, tearing the night sky apart.

可以可以可

Wow

The metallic fragments are like butterflies flying in the sky.

Wu Song suddenly retreated and stepped back one after another on the stone steps of the temple. In an instant, only the hilt of the dragon and tiger swords in his hand remained.

The next second, Bai Ning's figure was blurred.

With a wave of his hand, the sword light exploded in Wu Song's chest.

"Erlang"

Monk Hua roared furiously, his eyes red, and rushed over from the temple gate with a heavy footsteps, and for a moment, it was as fast as thunder.

ps: The second update today.
Chapter completed!