In the early morning of the third day, Song Xin opened the door, looking very energetic. His body looked much stronger than before, and he seemed to be a little longer.
Wei Tong and Niu Jin came to see him off, and Song Xin said, "Brother Wei, I'll go to Jingnan to find out the news. I'll be back in less than ten days."
"Well, I also want to prepare to return to Xiangyang to inform the Prime Minister about the situation of the war here. You two must be careful and return to Xiangyang immediately after inquiring about the information. Then we can start investigating your father's matter."
The two mounted their horses, bid farewell to Wei Tong, and while it was still dark in the morning, they galloped out of Jiangling and ran south.
They put on makeup and went out of the city, pretending to be people fleeing from the city. They were both young, and the Wu army guarding the pass did not suspect anything and let them pass directly.
During the two days that Song Xin was preparing, Cao Ren also deliberately let some people escape from the city to paralyze the Wu army and make them think that Jiangling was already unstable, and also provided cover for Song Xin and others in advance.
The two of them successfully left the city and rode southward slowly on their horses. The Wu army patrol they met along the way saw the two men riding two old and slow horses and didn't suspect much. They just thought they were people fleeing the city. After a few casual interrogations, they were allowed to leave.
Going south to the ferry to Youjiang River, the Yangtze River already flows in a north-south direction here.
When we arrived at the ferry, we found that it was already guarded by troops. Anyone crossing the river would be subject to strict interrogation.
Song Xin and Song Ya looked at each other. If the soft armor on their bodies was found, their identity would be exposed, so they had to discard it first. The soft armor of both men was of a style commonly used by Cao Jun, making them easily recognizable.
Without much hesitation, the two of them discarded their soft armor, leaving only a short sword for each of them. This kind of short knife is very common and is worn by many people on the road. It is waterproof and can also cut food.
When they arrived at the ferry, the interrogating soldiers saw the two of them, stopped them and asked, "What are you doing crossing the river?"
"Come back to Master Jun, we are two people who escaped from Nanjun. Because of the war in Jiangbei and the houses were destroyed, we had to flee to Jiangnan. I would like to ask Master Jun for your convenience," Song Ya said.
"Well, it looks like they are indeed ordinary people. Let's go on." The soldier raised his hand and said.
Because many people were displaced during the war, population was the greatest resource for all parties. Therefore, if someone is willing to flee to the south, then both Sun and Liu are more than willing to do so.
"Thank you, Mr. Jun." The two of them were about to walk to the ferry. There was a sound from behind.
"You two, stop!"
The two of them felt nervous and looked back. It turned out that a young corps leader had stopped them.
"Are you two really ordinary people of Nan County?"
"Master Huijun, he is a citizen of Nanjun."
"What career?"
"Normally farming."
"Show me your hand."
Song Ya stretched out his hand, and the young corpsman picked it up, looked at it, and nodded, "There are calluses on the palms of his hands. He is indeed a farmer. Where are your hands?"
He looked at Song Xin.
"This is my brother. He is still young. He has been helping the cook at home and studying, and has not worked in the fields." Song Ya explained with a smile.
"Bring it to me and see." The young captain ignored Song Ya.
Song Xin stretched out his hand, and the primary school principal grabbed it and looked at it, "Help the cook study? Humph, the palms of the farmer's soldiers have calluses. If they help the cook chop firewood, there will be scars on their hands from sawdust stabbings. But your hands look clean, and there are no tiger's mouth." There is a callus on the index finger. It is obvious that you often practice short and sharp weapons. You two claim to be citizens of Nanjun, but you speak with a northern accent, and you say you are not spies? Take it down for me, sir!"
Before the two of them could react, a group of soldiers swarmed up and pushed them down and captured them.
"Let's search them to see if there are any letters on them." the corps commander ordered.
Everyone searched for a long time and found some copper coins, daggers, water bags, dry food, and the jade piece that was the soul of the little girl on Song Xin's body. They were placed on the inside of the belt, but the soldiers did not find it. The Netherworld Taoist Sutra and the bone fragments from the dead woman's body were put into the soft skin of the water bag before Song Xin set off.
"Sir, we are both unjustly accused. My family was originally from a wealthy family in the north. Because of the war, our family was ruined, so we moved to the south, so our accent has not changed yet." Song Ya shouted hurriedly.
"Who is making a noise here?" A man dressed as a scribe heard the noise and came over to ask.
"Returning to the Chief of Staff, we have captured two spies of the Northern Army here. They claim to be farmers from Nanjun County, but I saw through their accents." Then the corps commander proudly told the Marching Director of the situation.
"My lord, we have been wronged. My family was originally from a wealthy family in the north. Because of the war, our family was ruined and we moved to the south. I was mistaken by the military master for being a spy." At this time, Song Xin suddenly burst into tears, looking very sad, like A child suffered a great injustice.
When the chief clerk saw the young man crying sadly, his legs and feet looking weak and his whole body trembling, he was immediately convinced.
"I think these two people are just ordinary people, not to mention there is no letter. Don't quarrel with each other, just let them go." The chief secretary said.
"This... Okay, let it go." The young captain waved his hands reluctantly. He threw the dagger and other items back to Song Xin and the other two, but of course he accepted the coins with a smile.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." Song Xin shed tears and wiped it with his sleeve. He and Song Ya pulled up their horses, picked up their bags and walked to the ferry. The ferry just happened to come and they got on the boat. Song Xin wiped the tears and snot from her face with her sleeve.
"Cousin, I have to say, your acting skills... are really good." Song Ya said.
Song Xin was a little embarrassed and said: "In that case, my crying may be more effective than your words. Fortunately, the marching director is a kind-hearted person, but this may not be the case when meeting others."
Song Ya said with lingering fear: "Yes, I thought at that time we were both going to die."
After crossing the river, the two continued walking south. Along the way, human and animal corpses were quite common. Song Ya felt a little heavy in his heart and whispered: "These endless battles have made the people suffer."
After Song Xin came to Jingzhou, he saw the cruelty of war. The wars in the novels, movies and TV dramas he had read were so heroic and romantic, but their heroic romance was made up of piles of bones.
A single word from a big shot will cause countless people to sacrifice for it, and finally achieve their achievements.
For the first time, Song Xin felt that history was so heavy and painful. There are many people who are worse off than him. He chose to commit suicide because of Zhai Qianqian. How fragile he was...
Sometimes, he even felt that he was not as tough as the original owner of this body, the child also named Song Xin.
While walking, the two of them saw a dilapidated house on the edge of a small hill. Song Ya said, "Cousin, let's sleep here tonight. It seems that the roof of this dilapidated house has not collapsed, and it may be able to protect it from wind and rain."
"good."
The two tied up their horses. Light a fire in the hut to keep warm and eat some dry food.
At the second watch, Song Ya couldn't resist being sleepy and fell asleep. Song Xin originally wanted to practice. Suddenly the little girl's voice came.
"Hey, I've learned the spell you taught me, why can't I pick up a pony?"
It turned out that the spirit body of the little girl ran out of the jade piece.
"You still need to practice for a while. Your current cultivation is too shallow, so naturally you won't be able to pick it up. But you can talk to me now when I don't use my eyes, which shows that your cultivation is progressing very quickly. .”
Song Xin couldn't see her at the moment because he didn't use his clear vision and only used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with her so that Song Ya wouldn't hear.
If you wake up at night and hear someone talking to themselves in the dark and saying some strange things, it won't make you sick.
"Well, I believe you. Hey, where is this?" The little girl asked Song Xin when she saw that the environment was not familiar to her.
"I was outside and had the jade piece with me, so I brought you out too."
"It's so eerie here, I'm scared. And... there are a lot of people outside looking at us."
Song Xin was shocked when he heard this. He immediately raised his eyes and found that no one was nearby. But he immediately realized what the little girl meant by 'people'...
He immediately used his conscious eye to check, and found that he was fine even if he didn't look at it. This sight only frightened him so much that his hair stood on end, he broke out in cold sweat, and almost peed his pants...
