Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen

I heard the white mask's sneer, and my heart was extremely anxious. Except for me and Yange, the others are all first-class killer masters. In the dark, fighting in all directions, what should I do if I hurt them? As soon as the sound came out, Yange's voice immediately softened. Someone suddenly came over and hit me hard, knocking away Chunlai's corpse in my arms. I was crying and groping for Chunlai, while thinking about how to contact Duan Yuerong. Someone held my hand, and I was about to kill him. The person squeezed my hand unhurriedly, seemingly without malice, and pulled me forward. I felt relieved, it should be Duan Yuerong.

I held his hand back and followed him in one direction. Suddenly, the flute sounded in the back of the palace in the dark. I remembered this song, which was actually Duan Yuerong's Changxiangshou. Obviously this guy is fine, telling me Peace, I felt relieved, and then thought with cold sweat, who is this person holding my hand? I began to struggle to let go of the man's hand, but the man held me tightly and ran wildly in the dark. I thought to myself, could it be Guo Erren, and I exclaimed in fear: "Yue..." The man darkened my dumb acupoint, flew up and crashed into the darkness.

I felt my heart jumping to my throat, and I couldn’t see anything in the darkness, only Duan Yuerong’s face kept singing in my ears, as if in infinite distress, I was powerless to struggle, thinking of Chun Lai’s tragic death, the most innocent and innocent person in the world that day The honest sunshine boy is like Ming Fengcheng, staying forever in this icy underground palace, even unable to collect his body, and even more so with grief and anger. The man's chest fell into a faint. "elder sister!" "elder sister!" Someone called me?I opened my eyes and found that I was lying under the cherry tree and dozed off. I stood up and stretched myself.

A crisp voice whispered behind me: "Sister." I turned around and saw a pretty girl in pink standing under a cherry tree, pursing her lips and smiling lightly at me. I also smiled, and softly called her name: "Chuhua." Chuhua smiled, walked towards me, and stopped a step away from me. I was about to approach her, but she stopped her voice: "Sister, don't come over, sister can't come with me now." I was taken aback for a moment, and then I remembered that Chuhua passed away in Lan County as early as the fifth year of Yongye. This was in a dream, and I couldn't help but feel melancholy. .”

She smiled and said, "Thanks to my sister, everything is fine." We chatted for a while, she put away her smile, looked left and right, and said seriously: "This is no longer the place where my sister should come. You should go back before he comes back." he?Who, Feijue, or Saruer? I looked at her in surprise, but she looked behind me with a serious face, pointed to my chest and said: "Sister, don't forget the Zishang on my chest." As soon as the words were finished, Chuhua disappeared in front of me, I walked forward a few steps in amazement, looking for Chuhua, and suddenly heard a familiar call in my ear: "Wooden girl."

It was Feijue's voice. I turned around in surprise, only to see a young man in front of me, with a black forged royal robe trimmed with gold threads, a golden crown pressing down on red hair, sharp wine eyes, and a hint of disdain, looking at me sinisterly. I was so shocked that I was sweating, but I couldn't make a sound. I wanted to move, but I couldn't move at all. I watched him walking towards me step by step. Every step, the cherry tree beside him fell down. It turned into a sea of ​​blood, slowly condensing around him, the wine pupils became more and more red, and finally turned into two clusters of blood-red light, just like the devil transpiring from hell.

"Come on! Wooden girl," the scimitar in his hand kept dripping bright red blood, and the pungent blood rushed straight to my forehead, making me want to vomit.He smiled ferociously at me: "Come to me quickly, what are you afraid of?" I screamed and opened my eyes suddenly. "Hibiscus?" Someone is gently holding a cool cloth and wiping my forehead, and my eyes are gradually clearing up. Someone is holding a clean white veil, applying cold water droplets to my forehead, turning his head slightly, But I saw a one-eyed old man sitting beside me, calling me anxiously.

"Ma'am, are you feeling better?" The surrounding light is very weak, and it is all lit by a small torch. I lean on a rock wall, and there is a rock wall in front of me. The scene of Broken Heart City has long been gone. A drop of water is slowly seeping in from a crevice in the rock. As the saying goes, dripping water wears through a rock. Under the drop of water, there is indeed a boulder that is sunken in the middle and is extremely smooth. The drop of water fills the boulder, and then flows into a small hole. Fang Shentan. What's going on, could it be that old man Zhang rescued me?What about others?

Chunlai's tragic death immediately appeared in his mind, and his heart was pierced like a knife. "Chun Lai, Chun Lai," I asked tearfully, "May I ask seniors... Chun Lai, Yan Ge, my disciples... and Duan Yuerong and Xiao Fang?" Old man Zhang said indifferently: "I'm sorry I don't know, I was busy saving my wife just now, and the people who came with me got lost." I looked at him disappointedly, but he looked at me sharply with that one eye. I didn't like his gaze, so I couldn't help lowering my eyes, and said softly: "Thank you for your help, senior."

He didn't speak any more, and he didn't rub my forehead any more. He just stood up and went to the round place to twist the handkerchief. In the silence between the two, there was only the sound of water dripping from the cracks in the rock, piercing people's hearts. I watched his every move, wondering what would he do to me? Maybe he is waiting for Yuan Feibai's warrant. Since that Saruer provoked the dark people of the Yuan family like this, he will surely spread the news that I am still alive. The most important thing is that he will never let me go. Duan Yuerong lives under the shadow of hope.

How will Feibai deal with me? My throat was sweet and fishy again, and I coughed slightly, my chest hurt so badly, I couldn't help moaning. Hearing the movement, old man Zhang rushed back, and said anxiously: "But... the pain from the old injury is unbearable?" I smiled lightly and said, "It's an old problem, it doesn't matter, no matter how much it hurts, it will pass after a while..." Suddenly remembering that time before he left in Qianyuan, he was not in vain. He couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Your third master, is he... is he in good health?" "Don't worry, ma'am, my third master is fine." Old man Zhang looked at me with piercing eyes. "How long has the senior been with the third master?" "It's been long enough." His voice was very calm. "Senior, is Qing Wang? The new leader of the Dongying Dark People?" "Yes." He lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes fluttered lightly like a painting fan, looking from a distance, he was actually beautiful and moving. I was surprised in my heart, and slowly said: "Mujin is in Gongyue City, thank you senior for saving me many times, I am very grateful." He socialized a few words there, and we fell into silence again, only the dripping sound of the water sprinkled in people's hearts. My heart calmed down, and I caressed the wound: "In the past two years... the brothers in Dongying, you have suffered a lot with the third master!" I said softly: "Master Ghost said that the dark people of the original family are always defeated by their masters, and they cannot escape when the dark people die. When the third master was in the underground palace, many brothers in Dongying suffered a lot, and the seniors also suffered a lot! " Old man Zhang looked up at me, smiled faintly, but did not answer. There was another moment of silence, I looked at his profile, and said softly: "Is the senior waiting for the third master's order or the waiting master's secret order?" He glanced at me calmly: "What do you mean, madam?" "Senior, are you waiting for the higher authorities to deal with my oral order or edict? After all, the dead Mrs. Huaxi was a chaste and strong woman, but the living Hua Hibiscus is a ruined Jun Mowen. May I ask what is the point of returning to the third master alive?" Benefits?" I smiled at him: "Back then, didn't the Marquis ordered me to be killed just to keep me chaste?" I endured the pain and supported myself on the ground and sat up a little bit. One of his eyes was fixed on me, as if he wanted to penetrate me. I avoided his gaze, looked at the torch and said quietly: "This torch is burning fast." It's all over, senior can use the crude oil in the deep pool to continue burning, but if you don't hurry up to contact your lost Dongying brothers and see the third master as soon as possible, I'm afraid Saluer will really spread those rumors." Old man Zhang didn't seem to expect that I would say this. He looked at me for a long time and said slowly, "What about Madam?" I smiled erratically: "I'm about to fall into a big trap, why not just let me fend for myself here." Unexpectedly, the old man Zhang suddenly burst into laughter, which startled me, and then he suddenly stopped his smile, with a sullen face, and turned slightly to me, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, "Ma'am, I am afraid that the third master Or did Lord Hou give you an order to kill?" He exuded a terrible sense of oppression all over his body: "Or, are you waiting for Prince Duan to respond?" I froze there, never expecting him to think so, but I heard him sneer coldly: "Madam thought that just now in the darkness, Qi Fang and your hairy disciple were intercepted by masters from the dark palace, and Duan Yuerong was alone Qingmei and Xiying are fighting against each other, is there any chance of winning?" I looked at him coldly, gradually tightened my clothes with the hand caressing the wound, and touched the small dagger prepared for me in my arms. He sneered and said: "Madam and Duan Yuerong really have deep affection and righteousness, and they promised each other life and death. Could it be that the husband really wants to wait for the Lord to serve the secret edict, so that Prince Duan and Prince Duan will go to Qiongbi and fall to Huangquan, and fly side by side to live and die together?" .” "If Yuan Feibai can issue an order to kill you, ten or eight flowers and hibiscus will also die in the south of the Yangtze River. Why wait until now," he sneered at me several times: "Madam thinks Yuan Feibai too much. If you can't do it, Young Master Treading Xue will be as the rumors say, lustful and lustful, it is difficult to achieve great things, not only is it difficult to achieve great things, he is simply a lustful and incompetent person, this life is doomed..." He suddenly stopped insulting Yuan Feibai further, jumped up from the ground, dodged the short knife I stabbed at his back, he dexterously hid aside, I fell powerlessly to the ground , he looked down at me from high above, the hand holding my short blade trembled a little, he held it so tightly that he didn't even care that his hand was cut by my short blade, the bright red blood thread was like the crack in the rock. Like water droplets, dripping down very slowly, watching people's heart seem to be dripping blood uncomfortably, there is inexplicable hatred and desolation in his eyes: "You... actually want to kill me? Okay, okay ,it is good." He said good words again and again, and his sad and angry voice echoed in the cave. I scrambled to get up, leaned back against the wall, no longer able to pick up the breath, and said with difficulty: "Senior, I just want to invite you Take me to my disciples and friends." He stood opposite me and sneered at me: "Madam is indeed a kind and righteous woman in the world." His tone was full of sarcasm, I just closed my eyes and smiled bitterly: "However, I do want to kill you after meeting my friend." "Oh? Why is that?" His voice was close to my ears, and I opened my eyes, facing his bloodshot eyes: "Kill me, so that I can find your beloved Duan Yuerong again Pretending to be a woman for you, continue to make you happy?" I sneered and said, "How did the ghost master in Dongying die, have you forgotten, senior?" He stared at me coldly with those eyes, and I looked back at him without fear, and said frankly: "At the beginning, Lord Gui and Qingmei had turned against me when they imprisoned me, so I used kindness and power to suppress me, Treasures are used as a lure to appease him and continue to work for the third master, do you really think that I don't know, and with the ability of the third master, you won't detect such a half-hearted dark man?" "I held Master Gui and made him slow down for a few days in order to give the third master time. The two hundred thousand taels of silver I sent to Master Ghost is to give the third master time." I said coldly: " Hua Mujin doesn't dare to call herself a chaste woman, but as a retainer, what crime should you deserve for insulting your master just now? With a villain like you who is arrogant and rebellious, and has no respect for elders, what can I do for a long time? Can you stay with the third master?" He watched me take a few steps back, and slowly sat down opposite me: "Then you have said everything now, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" I smiled lazily: "How long can I survive with such a crippled body? It's the same whether you kill or not, so why not be afraid." "Sexy lust can't make a big deal? You don't know Yuan Feibai at all?" I chuckled lightly, but my mind was full of the scene of the Jinxiu and Feibai secret meeting in the laurel forest, and my chest began to churn again. "Although he was born in a family of Zhongming Dingshi, he didn't live a luxurious life like other princes and grandchildren, and he didn't have the air of a flashy playboy." I closed my eyes, and in front of me was a boy in white sitting in the rainy season. Zhong smiled at me, and the corners of my lips curled up involuntarily: "What an excellent child he is, but because his mother is a concubine, he was despised by the world, and later even his mother was killed by others. Jiaozi, the stars fell into the hell on earth, and spent my childhood and youth in a wheelchair. In the past few years, every time I suffered from an old injury, I would think about how a ten-year-old boy would behave. I spent seven full years of loneliness and pain in a wheelchair... Ordinary people would have gone crazy long ago, but he was a young master, but he was able to endure such trials. The so-called wise man is unparalleled and the brave is invincible, so he is talking about it. Do you really think you understand Yuan Feibai? Ridiculous!" I chuckled lightly, "In order to solve the siege of Xi'an, he, who was only seventeen years old, secretly stole the fish talisman How much courage is needed to save the people in the entire city of Xi'an, how beautiful is it to avenge your mother with only one person's power?" My throat was full of fishy sweetness, and I was about to say more, but there was darkness in front of my eyes, I fell, someone caught me, and called me anxiously: "Madam, wake up." Someone is injecting qi and blood into my back, that person's hands are trembling, and there is a masculine breath in my nose, could it be that I have fallen into a big trap?Why do I still smell a faint fragrance, is it ambergris, Yuan Feibai's ambergris, or did I just do so well with Yuan Feibai's memoir that I had hallucinations? I opened my eyes, and in front of me was the ugly old man Zhang, his one eye was bloodshot, hiding fear. "He has experienced the deepest pain in the world, so... so ordinary people can know what kind of person they are with just a raise of a hand, a throw of a foot, or even a look. It is obvious that his heart is as deep as the sea, but his smile Like the brightest sunshine in the world, it can warm people's hearts. He likes plum blossoms, because they are his mother's favorite flowers, and he always takes care of those plum blossoms himself." I couldn't help but think of the heavy snowfall in Xi'an that year He looked like he was carefully pruning frozen branches with scissors in the plum garden. We were not familiar with each other at that time, and he was very cold to me. It's still cold, but when I help him hold the plum branch, I just can't help but look at him secretly. Time and time again, I lamented in my heart the wonder of the Creator. How could there be such a handsome and elegant young man in this world! Then when his long and narrow phoenix eyes turned to me, I quickly moved my eyes away guiltily. When I was about to leave, I realized that I couldn't move my hands, so I had no choice but to hold the plum branch and stare at him. He waited. After a while, he finally said displeasedly: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and push me back." I said with a bitter face: "Master, my hands are frozen and I can't move them. What should I do?" In the glazed world, the plum blossoms were extremely red, and the snow-like youth stared at me in the rain of plum blossoms, staring at me with big eyes. That was the first time I discovered that he had expressions other than indifference and anger. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile: "People call him the Snowwalker, and he really deserves the name," I stared at his one Eyes, imagining the first time seeing Yuan Feibai in his mind, he smiled softly. But old man Zhang lowered his head and turned his body sideways, so that I no longer let me see his expression, only heard him say in a trembling voice: "Ma'am, stop talking." But I watched his voice change: "But you are right about one thing, he is indeed not a good person." His body tensed up, but he still didn't look back: "Please don't talk, Ma'am, your body is very weak, please take a rest." "Indeed, I hate that he and my sister teamed up to lie to me, imprison me, and separate Feijue and me. He can always guess my thoughts, but," my eyes gradually blurred, hot tears It finally slipped down my cheek, I grabbed the old man's skirt and forced him to turn his head, but I involuntarily raised the volume, gritted my teeth and said, "However... I can't figure him out, what's wrong with him? Thinking of me, what kind of man is he...? Did he sneak into the dark palace alone to save me or to avenge my mother? He obviously took me in because he loves Jinxiu. Write a letter begging Lord Marquis to accept me as a concubine? Why did you publish Huaxi poetry anthology, which caused a lot of uproar in the world? Didn’t you think that his servants would despise him as a greedy person like you and leave him? I His death is a good time for him to be the princess, why should he reject the marriage and strictly abide by the family law? This way he can save at least ten years of struggle! Isn't it?" I said this in one breath, my chest hurt like it was splitting, I took a few breaths, the tears on my face were still wet, but I couldn't help laughing at myself: "Every time I think of this, I secretly think, is it possible that he is so angry? Are you really in love with me?" The old man Zhang's eyelids drooped, and his hands holding me seemed a little unsteady, and he said in a low voice: "Then why didn't the madam come back these few years, why didn't you ask him personally?" "I really wanted to ask him! But later... the troubled times finally burned us, and I never had a chance to ask him again." I looked intently at his shining eyes, and the black hair roots slightly exposed on the forehead However, a corner of my heart collapsed suddenly, and my whole body seemed so sore that I could barely speak any more. I choked up for a long time, stared at his watery gaze silently, almost unable to speak, and sighed with tears: "He is a The cleanest person I have ever seen, but now he does not hesitate to endure the filth and stench. He is obviously such a proud person, but now he does not hesitate to endure humiliation, pretending to be a one-eyed, hunchbacked old man, all day long in the most despised Turkic Kneeling before people, nodding and bowing... I really want to ask him." I reached out to him with trembling hands, he seemed to be unable to retreat, his whole body trembled violently, the mung bean eye that looked at me was also deeply moist, and I tremblingly finally touched his stinky buttocks. On the cheek, feeling the warm pulse under the rough human skin mask, tears poured down like a fountain, and after sobbing for a long time, he finally opened his mouth and said: "I want to ask...I want to ask, it's not white, it's not Feibai, Yuan Feibai, are you... are you human, are you human... I... why do you still like to torture me like this, you are too much, you are not human, not human you... why are you You're making fun of people like this, you..." I didn't ask what I wanted to ask, maybe everything has already been answered, maybe I no longer think about these answers, at this moment, like seven years ago, I threw myself on him and kicked him feebly, and finally jumped into his body. His arms burst into tears.