Chapter 8 The Spark of Life

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The wealthy young lady who was abducted by the weirdo was being forced to walk on the ground by the gangster a moment ago, but just a moment later, she suddenly climbed up to the eaves. At this moment, she only felt that her body was light, but it was not her feet that were moving. Then she raised her eyes and realized that it was a masked knight who saved her.

Zhao Xiaomei snuggles between other people's hands, like a beloved pet in the arms of a noble in the palace. Even if her hands and feet are tied up with thick hemp ropes, she can move forward under the protection of others and shuttle between green tiles and flying cats.

Watching the figures of her friends disappearing away, and all of them being captured and sent to prison by the pursuers, but she was lucky enough to be saved, the little girl couldn't help but feel guilty. Before even asking the rescuer about his purpose, she asked the knight to put her down many times so that she could see where her friends were and leave a vision for future rescue plans.

However, the knight in green was masked and speechless along the way, and he just escaped from the mausoleum with his little sister and went to the remote countryside where they were doing farming. Then he helped little sister Zhao untie her bonds and set her free.

The younger sister followed the other party along the waterway that irrigated the farmland, intending to take a circuitous route to the official road and then try to get into the city to find out the news. For a while, the two of them had their own thoughts and ignored each other, as if nothing had happened just now, and they were walking on the road without interest.

This situation continued until the knight in green couldn't bear the scorching heat, took off the mask on his face, and then went to the waterway to wash his face. Only then did the young girl on the side suddenly realize his identity and purpose.

"Su Qing? Why are you here? Could it be you who leaked Mr. Bai's whereabouts to others?"

Su Qing was annoyed and wiped the water stains on his face with fine silk, and replied: "I am not here to rescue you. Do you know how ferocious that 'mad dog' is? If I point in a random direction and prevaricate it, , he will definitely be retaliated by Yin Qianchou one day. If he bloodbaths my 'Yumantang' on a whim, how many people will be homeless and how many people will die because of me!"

"You shameless person! You betrayed your friends and used others as an excuse? Now you only rescued me. How dare you swear that you didn't conspire with the Desert Golden Sword? Just to plot against us, plot against me?" Zhao Xiaomei said just now When Su Qing fell, he was so angry that he suddenly developed a strange power and pushed Su Qing into the waterway when he was scolded till he was bloody and confused.

Su Qing, who had just wiped her face, was instantly wet again...

An old farmer who was farming in the farmland not far away thought that an accident had occurred here, so he came over with a hoe and asked for a few words, but Su Qing was very happy to send him away with an excuse: "Old man, I'm just chatting with my little brother. I was just playing around, but I accidentally stumbled into a trap, hahaha..."

After a moment, Su Qing was dressed in "wet clothes", stood up helplessly, and said to his little sister: "The other party has a large number of people, and there are warriors with shawls and armor. How did you ask me to save everyone?" ?”

"This..." Zhao Xiaomei suddenly choked up and said, "If anything happens to my brother and the others, I swear, I will never let you go!"

"Little sister, you can rest assured that my father Tao was also captured by them. No matter how ruined my reputation is, I will never forget the kindness of raising me in the past." Su Qing said while taking care of the dirty clothes. Clothes, and then said like coaxing an ignorant child: "Miss Zhao condescended to follow me first, and Su left a foothold outside the city. Although it is not very luxurious, it is comfortable enough to allow you to spend this time." Some days."

Shaoqing and the younger sister suffered from being helpless, but wanted to rescue their relatives and friends, so they could only half-heartedly and half-heartedly comply with the "big thief"'s wishes, and followed him until dusk to reach their destination.

A carriage stopped on the side of the road, leaning against the trees. Two tall, thin horses stopped there to rest. The yellow light shone through the shadows of the trees, adding more dust to the place where the travelers stopped.

Su Qing took her little sister through the woods next to the carriage and came to an unknown creek behind the woods. Not far away, there were two women taking care of a tent and various affairs.

The tent was set up under the shade of the trees. It was a round tent made of leather. It looked like it would not show any scratches even if it was scratched several times with a knife. It was indeed enough to protect it from wind and rain. In addition, this forest serves as a natural cover, making this place very hidden. If no one is assigned to search, absolutely no one will know where it is.

When the two women saw Su Qing returning, they gathered around him one after another. Especially when they saw that the clothes he always cherished were stained with so much mud, they couldn't help but express doubts.

The lady who looked a little frail and charming was Su Qing's confidant, Mrs. Xiang. As she led her master into the tent, she said with concern: "Why did Mr. Su get so muddy all over his body during this trip?" Did it go well?"

Another woman, who was relatively lively and young, also said kindly: "Master Su, please take off your clothes first and let the slave go and wash them up, right?"

"Zichai, go and prepare food first, and take care of our distinguished guests. Leave the matters here to me." After Mrs. Xiang finished speaking, she raised a pair of slender hands wrapped in snow-white gloves, and just gently kissed her. As Su Qing undressed, his right hand suddenly felt pain and he quickly retracted it.

The little slave Zi Chai hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"

Mrs. Xiang just shook her head slightly, and then sullenly pretended to serve Su Qing as usual. This time Su Qing declined decisively and asked Mrs. Xiang to sit aside to rest. Then she took off her coat, put on another set of clothes, walked to Mrs. Xiang, and said guiltily: "Mrs. Xiang, It's me, Su Qing, who can't help you. If Madam is willing, she doesn't have to stay with me. This matter really shouldn't drag down more people..."

This woman, who looked extremely weak, was extremely excited about these words. She was seen clenching her teeth, looking like she had suffered all kinds of insults, and was on the verge of tears, but she did not show any emotion easily. Finally, he just said "yes" softly and walked out alone.

Then the little slave Zichai timidly bowed to Su Qing and the little sister and walked out. The little girl who witnessed this strange thing suddenly recalled the news brought by Bai Feng and others before, and cautiously asked Su Qing: "Did Mrs. Xiang let the Desert Golden Knife cut off her fingers? "

"Oh, yes..." Su Qing found an open space, knelt down on it, filled two cups of tea for herself and the other party, and elaborated, saying: "That day, Yin Qianchou suddenly came to the door. , forcing me to tell the whereabouts of Brother Bai Feng and the others. I didn't want to tell any clues at first, but Yin Qianchou used his power to bully others and took Mrs. Xiang who was playing the harp next to her as a hostage... You know, this 'harp', but Mrs. Xiang’s life..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several sad piano sounds suddenly came from outside the tent. That is a piece that Mrs. Xiang often plays - "The Tears of the King of Xiang". The sudden stops from time to time are extremely disharmonious and natural. Such obvious flaws actually deepen the emotional authenticity, enough to make those who hear it sad and those who see it cry.

The sound of the piano surging on the silk strings passed through the roaring jungle, followed the afterglow of the evening, and reached the horizon. It is someone you are confiding to, or you are expressing deep and far-reaching feelings. All in all, this is the story between Mrs. Xiang and Su Qing.