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The dim morning sun has first appeared, and a piece of lavender crimson adorns the strange sky in the deep mountains and old forests. The gentle breeze blows across the mountain peaks and across the valleys, blowing the grass and willows, stirring the hearts of travelers.
After a fierce battle all night long, the usually silent mountains were covered with a layer of blood and blood. Many bones were left behind near the imperial mausoleum of the former dynasty. The few people who survived were all covered in bruises and looked as pale as corpses.
Su Qing and Zhao Kuo, who came to the rescue, seemed to have become more camaraderie because of the fierce battle just now. They stood at the place where they had fought, embracing the wind and confiding their thoughts to each other.
"I have never killed as many people in my life as I do today." Su Qing said, and then searched among the surrounding miscanthus. As a result, he found that wherever he looked, there were corpses of all kinds. Very shuddering.
"Why am I not? In the past, I would have never dared to think about such a murderous thing. But today, a gangster has harmed my best friend. How can I just sit back and watch?" Zhao Kuo looked at the long bow in his hand, intending to take responsibility for what he had committed. Looking for excuses for heinous crimes. He may have found it, and then he showed the posture of drawing the bow and stringing the string, then looked back at the friends behind him with all his heart, then lowered his head in an instant, and said sadly: "I don't know where Brother Bai is." Only when you can relax your mood..."
Su Qing on the side couldn't bear to look there, and saw Bai Feng facing E Feiying who was lying on a simple wooden bed, kneeling down and feeling sad.
Therefore, the "gongzi brother" who usually talked, laughed, and always looked optimistic seemed to deliberately avoid such a topic, and said: "Brother Zhao's archery skills are really eye-opening. In the vast dark night He shot and killed more than a dozen people just by the light of the bonfire. I thought that you were just an ordinary playboy, but now I think it was me, Su Qing, who misjudged me!"
"Brother Su, you are looking down too much! I am the person who won the first prize in Beizhen's 'Shooting Arts Competition'. How can I be compared with the playboys that Brother Su calls me?"
After the two of them finished talking, Ayu, the old blacksmith's granddaughter, suddenly stepped forward to persuade him: "You two young masters, you are good brothers and good friends of Mr. Bai. Why don't you go and persuade him? Look at him. We are so depressed that we refuse to leave no matter what. If we are involved for a long time and the officers and soldiers in Lingcheng at the foot of the mountain find anything wrong, all our efforts will be in vain!"
When Zhao Kuo saw this, he felt extremely helpless and replied: "Girl, just because I know him well, I know that no matter how hard I try to persuade him, it is useless. Everyone has also seen that Miss E's 'blood oath' was made before she died. This would be unforgettable for anyone, let alone a loyal person like Brother Bai... Let’s wait for a while before setting off to escape from this place, right?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Qing said calmly: "Brother Zhao, what Miss Ayu said is not unreasonable. We'd better leave as soon as possible. If we are trapped in a tight siege again because of lingering sadness, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to escape now! If Brother Zhao is not willing to be the 'bad guy', then let me, the notorious 'snitch', be the one."
After saying that, Su Qing dusted off the dust on his body, straightened his clothes, walked up to Bai Feng, patted his shoulder affectionately, and said: "Brother Bai, this person has passed away, no matter how sentimental and missed he is, It’s of no use! It’s better to pack your bags and make plans early so that you can avenge Miss E as soon as possible!”
"Brother Su, we can't get close to Sima Tu at all now, let alone revenge for Shenzi?" Bai Feng lowered his face and muttered viciously: "Why didn't I be ruthless and kill that thief... …”
"Brother Feng..." Murong Yan suddenly knelt down on the ground with Bai Feng, crying: "It's all my fault... I was the one who warned you on the road not to let you have murderous intentions."
Seeing this situation, Su Qing joked from the side: "If crying here and blaming yourself here can hurt the old thief Sima in the slightest, I, Su Qing, will do it worse than any of you. It's a pity..." Alas, that old thief is heartless and will never sympathize with anyone."
"Mr. Su, you don't understand. Sister E helped us along the way and helped us out of trouble several times. She even risked her reputation and her life to let us escape Sima Tu's pursuit." Murong Yan explained. The sadness became even worse.
"Okay, okay! It's up to you. Anyway, I, Su Qing, have to take the first step! I don't know how my mother-in-law is doing now. She must have thought that I was dead, and Yu Mantang has long since disappeared... In short, Yan And in short, she must not have thought that I would come back alive to marry her, right?" Su Qing seemed to show extra joy, enjoying the current situation extremely, and then said: "It's done, so why bother pursuing it anymore? In the past, Brother Bai, you can't forget more important things because of this."
Shao Qing, Bai Feng finally temporarily put aside the compassion in his heart. He turned his back to everyone and looked up to the sky. Shao Qing was silent. Then he paid homage to the old blacksmith Yuan Fengzi who had been waiting beside him and said, "Junior, I beg you, Senior, Help us bury her safely, and then we can escape capture in the future, and we will come back to pay our respects to her."
"I will definitely do it." After Yuan Fengzi replied, he quickly scanned the juniors in front of him, sighed softly, and asked Fu Wentao, who was standing behind him: "Master Fu, I built Can your sword still be used smoothly?"
"Senior's craftsmanship is unprecedented. I'm really flattered that I got this sword!" Fu Wentao replied solemnly, and then let the old man opposite him give him a hard knock on the head.
"Then, what are you going to do in the future?"
Fu Wentao stroked his forehead and said thoughtfully: "I want to continue to stay with the old senior to practice swordsmanship..."
"What else?" Yuan Fengzi glanced at his little granddaughter as if there was something in his words: "Do you know who forged this sword for you?"
"This junior is willing to fulfill his lifelong responsibilities to repay the kindness of seniors and Ayu!" Fu Wentao placed his only right hand in front of his chest and nodded deeply to show respect.
"That's very good, Fu Wentao. You can go and say goodbye to your other friends first, and then work with me to move Miss E's body to the back mountain."
After Yuan Fengzi said that, he slowly walked away with his granddaughter Ayu. He just wanted to collect some herbs to prevent the body from rotting and smelling. In fact, it was to give Rune Tao more time to get back to the old days. Friends together...
Before dawn, the scent of people on the hill quietly disappeared, and I don’t know when they said their goodbyes and dispersed.
It is said that from this day on, because dozens of Taiping Taoists were found dead in mysterious circumstances here, the place where miscanthus was blooming seemed to have been cursed and turned into a mass grave. No one later dared to disturb it at will.
