Zheng Quchi came to the small forest behind the camp and found people lying on the ground. Her face tightened, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she stepped forward to check. There was still breathing and pulse, and the person was still alive.
Smelling an indescribable strange smell in the air, she noticed something strange and immediately covered her mouth and nose.
"Gan Xin, what is this smell? Do you smell it?"
Over the years, she discovered that Gan Xin was a walking treasure trove of knowledge. He knew something about everything from his travels, and whenever she encountered an area she didn't understand, she would consult him for advice.
Gan Xin has deep internal strength and is not afraid of these trivial tricks. In addition, he is also an old martial artist. He has seen a lot of such low-level methods: "It's the aroma of chun bamboo grass, which is a common smoke. Those who inhale smoke may be unconscious for as little as half an hour, or as long as two hours."
Sure enough, he knew what it was as soon as he smelled it.
But she seemed to have smelled this smell somewhere before...
While he was talking, Zheng Quchi covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve. Now the smoke had almost dissipated, leaving only some aftertaste, which had little impact.
She looked around and was about to take a few steps forward when she heard Gan Xin, who was checking the situation in front of her, suddenly say: "Don't come over."
Hearing that his voice was a bit harsh, Zheng Quchi asked "What's wrong" when she also smelled a fishy smell of rust... The smell of smoke had just covered up the smell of blood, so she realized it in hindsight. I found... there was probably a fight not far away from the forest.
The sky was dark, and many of the fires lit in the woods were extinguished. What was left could only illuminate a small area. Countless strange and strange shadows were projected on the ground, and it was impossible to see what existed in front of them.
She obeyed and remained silent: "There's no danger, right?"
Gan Xin hesitated for a moment and understood what she meant: "...No."
So Zheng Quchi didn't waste any more time, took the fire and quickly stepped forward. She bent down and inspected the corpses on the ground by the light of the fire.
Gan Xin watched quietly as she continued to rummage through the corpses, as if looking for someone. It could be seen from her movements that she was not adaptable, but she still endured the discomfort and looked through them one by one.
After some searching, they found that all the dead people were members of the Zhuzhu tribe.
It's not hard to recognize, their clothes and style are very similar to Lethai's.
Enduring the churning in his stomach, Zheng Quchi stopped looking.
If killing can have its own style, then there is no doubt that this kind of killing without any bones is purely Yu Wensheng's killing method.
"Master, are you okay?"
Seeing her covering her mouth and trying to swallow her saliva, Gan Xin couldn't help but start to worry about her mental state.
"It's okay, it's just a normal physiological reaction..." She turned around to see his sparse and ordinary look, and could only change her words abruptly: "Well, after a few years of living a normal life, I almost forgot about the outside world. The bones were exposed and the fighting was cruel."
Gan Xin said: "You don't need to adapt to this kind of life. You should be well protected in the royal city."
Zheng Quchi knew what Gan Xin meant. He had never approved of her personally taking risks. This time, he strongly opposed her coming to the war-torn Uburg. He thought he could do it for her, take risks for her, and share her worries. .
"Gan Xin, I am not that important. Time is a torrent. Even if I don't move, everything in the world will still be pushed forward, so there is no right or wrong."
"When I know that there is a person in this world...a person who has shouldered all the sufferings alone in order to protect me and the country that I hope to achieve. He has fought for years, covered with scars, and lived a life of life and death. Maybe at this moment I was... He was put on a pedestal and became important.”
To be honest, apart from having more knowledge in her brain than others, her other strengths are basically negligible. She always feels that there is nothing special about herself. If she is cut with a big knife, she will die.
She narrated calmly, without a happy smile or a heavy burden on her face, but with a calm acceptance after understanding.
"Are you worried about losing him?" Gan Xin tried to understand what she meant.
But Zheng Quchi smiled softly: "I lost him once, but now that I think about it, I don't seem to be sad to death. I just feel sad and guilty for a long time. He can't stop me from wanting to move forward." The pace of walking is still the same now..."
Gan Xin met her eyes and looked to the end, but the clearer and clearer they were, the more unstained they were and how they accommodated all things.
"Then why do you have to come here...?"
Zheng Quchi touched his head. Yu Wensheng straightened out the usually frizzy top of his head. He also tied his hair in a bun that she didn't know what it was called. It went from behind the ears to the front and combed a small braid. It looked refreshing and elegant. Playful.
"Why, I don't know exactly. I just have a vague idea in my mind that I can't leave him alone forever. I know that if I don't come to pick him up, he will not be able to find his way home..."
Zheng Quchi was stunned when she finished speaking. After a long while, she looked at Gan Xin's distracted eyes, opened her mouth and smiled: "Do you know what I'm talking about?"
Gan Xin came back to his senses and said viciously: "I know, Master has lost a dog, and now he wants to take it back."
Zheng Quchi: "..." Why do you feel that he has a little bit of malice towards Yu Wensheng?
Boom, boom... A series of explosions sounded again. The sound was loud, but the distance was not close. Zheng Quchi turned his head sharply, listened to the sound to identify his position, and looked in the distance where the fire suddenly appeared.
"It was an explosion..." She looked solemn.
Gan Xin knew that she was worried, even though he didn't know much about the past dispute between her and Prince Yuan: "Master is waiting here, I'll go and take a look."
"Take me with you!" Zheng Quchi reached out and grasped the corners of his clothes tightly.
He turned his head, feeling helpless: "...Okay."
She held on so tightly that the veins on the back of her hands stood out, and she acted so determined. How could Gan Xin be willing to refuse her.
——
Gan Xin flew across the forest with an ape-man carrying a human figure. When the two arrived, they saw Wang Zebang leading people to surround the area.
The armored army formed a dense and dark human wall. The moment Zheng Quchi landed, he happened to see a bloody figure standing in the middle with slovenly clothes. He was holding a long sword, and the sharp blade was usually free of any stains. Now it is dripping with thick drops of blood.
"General, don't—"
There was a familiar exclamation, and then Wang Zebang rushed over. The armored army once again filled the gap. Zheng Quchi stood on the outside and could not see him at all because of his height.
She rushed forward: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Xuan Jiajun turned around and stopped him when he saw Zheng Quchi: "Madam, the front is dangerous, don't get too close!"
"Let me see!"
She turned sideways and pushed through the gap. When she raised her eyes, she saw Yu Wensheng holding a person's head and lifting it up. He was about to drive a sword into his chest with his other hand, but was pulled away by Wang Zebang in time.
The man fell hard and was picked up by the Xuanjia Army and dragged away, completely away from Yu Wensheng.
"Protect him!"
Wang Zebang shouted loudly in front of him. As soon as he turned his head, he was almost scalped by a sword energy. He immediately scrambled to resist, but unfortunately he was kicked away in less than three moves.
Fortunately, at this time, Yu Wensheng seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, and the place where he could move was very limited.
Seeing this, the other soldiers were about to step forward to rescue them, but Wang Zebang shouted at them: "Don't come over, don't come over at all -"
Yu Wensheng, whose face was covered with blood, had a sickly bluish-white color, and his thick black eyelashes were charming and evil. At this moment, he seemed to have completely indulged the devil in his heart, and glanced at Wang Zebang, as if to treat him His interest was piqued, and he aimed his gaze in the direction of Lucky again. His eyes were filled with red, and the aura of death immediately enveloped him.
If he moves again, the invisible threads on his body will be cut into his flesh. Although he is crazy and bloodthirsty, he is not completely insane. If he cuts it with a sword, he doesn't know what material the silver thread is made of. It is extremely hard. , only a few were broken.
His cold eyes narrowed slightly, and the black blood vessels under his skin crawled up to his forehead, like some kind of curse spell. His originally handsome and quiet face resembled that of a Buddha, but now he was closer to the threat of death than Ear and Nose Shura.
He seemed to be thinking about how to get out of trouble, or maybe thinking about how to kill all those who were blocking him.
"Yu Wensheng..."
Zheng Quchi couldn't believe what he looked like at this time.
Wang Zebang accidentally saw Zheng Quchi behind him, and his heart tightened: "Madam, don't come over. General, he is controlled by poison and has lost his humanity. He can no longer recognize people."
"Why so suddenly..." She saw Leqi who was almost killed beside him. His foreign clothes were obviously more solemn than those of ordinary Zhuzhu people. She immediately guessed his identity - the leader of the Zhuzhu tribe. .
"It's him……"
Was it him who turned Yu Wensheng into what he is now?
"Go quickly——"
Seeing that the general was about to escape, Wang Zebang stumbled up and endured the pain in his abdomen, preparing to avoid the danger temporarily and lead his troops to leave the scene quickly.
He knew the general's fighting power, and there were simply not enough people like them to be killed by the general.
Zheng Quchi also understood the reason why Wang Zebang risked his own life to save the Zhu Zhu man. Since he knew how to make Yu Wensheng become what he was now, then he must also know how to control the poison.
As long as he doesn't die, there is still hope to awaken Yu Wensheng.
Zheng Quchi also swallowed nervously at this time, seeing that Yu Wensheng was like a murderer, killing everyone he saw without distinguishing between friend and foe, especially he seemed to be particularly "interested" in the leader of the Zhuzhu tribe. She couldn't kill him, so she turned to Gan Xin and said: "Protect him, you must protect him at all costs!"
Gan Xin frowned, but still responded: "Okay."
While they were talking, Yu Wensheng had already cut off all the silver threads. Just when he was about to take action, Gan Xin had already drawn it out like a black whip. A master would know if it was there as soon as he took action.
The two of them met again, and the powerful inner strength was no longer restrained, making it difficult to open one's eyes. Yu Wensheng's wrist rotated slightly, and the long sword flashed as fast as lightning. The sword light flashed, and the two figures merged. They separate from each other and mix into two air currents, which is really shocking.
Not long after, Gan Xin's voice came: "Master, leave quickly!"
Zheng Quchi was worried about the situation of the battle. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly widened.
What's wrong?
Gan Xin has been famous for a long time, and the name of Crazy Sword is well-known in the world. Although Yu Wensheng is also powerful, he is a general and a swordsman in the world. After all, her apprentice should be more powerful, right?
Wang Zebang saw the clues. He wanted to leave quickly, but he delayed for a while because of Gan Xin's action. Now when he heard Gan Xin's shouting, his expression suddenly darkened: "Madam, Gan Xin no longer has the crazy knife in his hand." , I’m afraid the strength is not as good as before, and I guess I won’t be able to stop the general!”
When Zheng Quchi heard this question, he immediately looked at the soldier on the side: "Then give him a knife."
Wang Zebang couldn't laugh or cry: "No, ordinary swords can't withstand his internal strength at all, but if he doesn't try his best, he might not be able to deal with today's generals."
So there is no solution?
Zheng Quchi didn't know what to do for a moment.
Wang Zebang made a prompt decision, knowing that Gan Xin could not delay them for long. He grabbed Zheng Quchi and retreated towards the woods with a group of soldiers.
Zheng Quchi couldn't break away from Wang Zebang's strength at all, so she had to run with him. When they were far away, she turned around and looked back, and she happened to meet Yu Wensheng's gaze. She saw that his eyes were blood red. , without any emotions, or even the intelligence that humans should have, he is like a mechanical existence, just to destroy all the targets he sets his sights on.
Inadvertently, I remembered what Le Tai said, "He was sown with phoenix tears, and he will either go crazy or die in the end"...
Sure enough, as Wang Zebang expected, although Gan Xin tried hard to restrain Yu Wensheng's actions, he was unable to resist Yu Wensheng in the end. He broke his arms, hit a rock, vomited blood and fainted.
And what Yu Wensheng had to deal with was no ordinary person. Although he had the upper hand in the battle with Gan Xin, he also suffered serious internal injuries. However, he seemed not to notice any pain and headed in the direction where they disappeared. Chased him.
Wang Zebang watched the movements behind him from time to time, feeling very nervous: "No, with so many of us running together, we will easily be overtaken, so let's separate."
"Run away separately?" Zheng Quchi's heart suddenly rose: "I, I promised in advance that I am very strong, so I actually can't withstand his palm."
Seeing her saying such things so seriously, Wang Zebang didn't know whether to laugh or to say that she was mentally strong: "Madam, the general probably won't chase you, just be careful."
"oh oh."
"I will let the Xuanjia Army..."
"No, I can do it alone. You and the leader of the Zhuzhu tribe quickly find a safe place to hide. Don't let Yu Wensheng catch him."
Zheng Quchi didn't wait for Wang Zebang to say anything more, before he turned around and ran to the other side.
"lady……"
Wang Zebang seemed to shout something behind him, but Zheng Quchi had already gone to listen flawlessly.
She had no martial arts skills. Although her physical strength was good, it was definitely different from the specially trained troops. In order not to slow down their speed, she decided to find a place to hide by herself.
She was unfamiliar with the terrain of this forest and could easily get lost, so she decided to climb higher and reach the top of the mountain.
She clambered up, worried about whether Wang Zebang would be caught up, wondering if Lucky could change Yu Wensheng back, worrying about Gan Xin, and thinking about what if Yu Wensheng had never been there. What should I do to regain my sanity...
Finally reaching the top of the mountain, she was so tired that she was out of breath. The trees on the top of the mountain were sparse. When she lowered her head, she could see the crowd. When she raised her head, she saw that at the moment of sunrise, the eastern sky was filled with rays of light that dyed everything red and bright. Lively, energetic, energetic, and very dazzling.
The night passed like this...
She sat down on the stone, waiting for her heartbeat to return to calm, and at the same time, she was absentmindedly admiring the magnificent scene in front of her.
She didn't know how long it had been, rustling, rustling... She heard something with the tip of her sensitive ears. She suddenly turned her head and saw a figure walking leisurely from the forest, and then she was stunned.
Until he came to her, with a cruel and unreal smile on his face, and with a "swipe" sound, the tip of the sword reached his throat, and with a cry of surprise, Zheng Quchi quickly shut up.
She collapsed for a long time before she managed to say: "You promised not to chase me..."
What should I do?
Anyway, don't give up yet, try to see if you can revive his memory.
"Yu Wensheng, I am Zheng Quchi, your wretched wife, you...do you still recognize me?"
She could accept this family relationship in order to survive.
But obviously at this time, Yu Wensheng didn't even remember who he was, let alone her. Maybe in his eyes, she was just a prey like a rabbit or a silly roe deer.
He pulled back slightly and was about to strike with the sword. Zheng Quchi was so frightened that he closed his eyes and blurted out the words: "Don't kill me, I'll sing to you."
She remembered that he seemed to always hum a certain tune for no reason in the past. Although he didn't hum it often anymore, maybe there was always a musician living in him?
Furthermore, doesn’t it mean that music can bring psychological pleasure to people? Maybe when he is happy, he won't kill people to add to the fun?
"Take my heart, hide it in your bag, take it to wander around the sea, to the far away place you yearn for... The more you ask for, the more you have nothing... Don't let it break and put it back together... I think I don't have to wander anymore, and I don't have to anymore. Show off your strength..."
The sword is loose, loose?
It seems that singing does have therapeutic effects!
Let's change a song... Just say it if you don't like it. Why are you putting it in your throat again? Okay, let's go back to the previous song.
However, she does not know many songs. In addition to the few school songs that she must learn in school, she can also hum a few pop songs. Of course, it is not possible to sing a complete song. There are various gaps in the lyrics, so the tune is still good. Barely remembered.
It had been repeated for more than a dozen times... She wanted to stop and take a rest, but when she saw him glance over at him, the murderous intent that had returned made Zheng Quchi get goosebumps all over his body, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue singing... …
After repeating this for more than a dozen times, she was tired, really tired, but as soon as she stopped, her life was gone. In the end, she could only erase the words and hum the tune directly.
It was already dawn, and she didn't know whether it was an hour or two hours since she was caught by Yu Wensheng. In short, no one had noticed that a poor little girl like her was confronting the big devil.
She felt that in the end she would either sing to death or be killed by him. In short, one of them would die.
Enough of the delay.
"Brother, if you want to kill, just kill..."
A hoarse and weak voice sounded.
I can't squeeze it out, I can't squeeze out another word... (End of this chapter)
