"What should I do? He will be back soon. Does he know my identity? How should I face him..."
The few words on the piece of paper made her feel uneasy at this moment. In the past, she would not have any emotional fluctuations when sealing her throat with a sword, but now she felt that her heart was about to jump into her throat.
Feeling the heartbeat coming from her chest, she put her hands on top of her chest. This was such a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling. It was him who awakened her heart again and gave her new life.
She knew that her injuries were beyond repair. The young man was young and certainly did not have extraordinary medical skills. He used some heavenly and earthly treasures to save her.
But why is it him?
He is my assassination target and my savior. Loyalty and righteousness can never be achieved at the same time.
An excellent assassin never has any emotions. Their only belief is killing. Once there is emotional interference, his sword edge will no longer become dull.
She recalled the time when she was taking the entrance exam. When she successfully assassinated the target and evacuated, she was deprived of the qualification to take the exam just because she rescued a kitten caught in a mouse trap.
"With your personality, you will never become a top assassin."
She kept these words in her heart, and since then, she has been cruel again and again, hiding all her feelings in her heart, and covering herself with a ruthless disguise.
"Whoever he is, I'm going to kill him."
She repeated this sentence in her mind, trying to hypnotize herself.
But the mask could deceive everyone, but ultimately it could not deceive herself. She found that she could no longer kill him, which reminded her of her former self. She was a little scared because that kind of self was too weak.
She curled up her legs and hugged her knees. There was a faint sense of freshness on his quilt, like waves in the bamboo sea, or like the snow on the top of the mountain that never melts all year round.
She didn't know what to do now, whether to leave quickly before he came back, or wait here for him to come back and thank him. Where should I go tomorrow?
Confused, she twisted the ends of her hair around her fingertips, just like her thoughts, which were always spinning but never ending.
The assassin's instinct told her that when she was hesitant, evacuating was the best choice, so she decided to be an ostrich with her head buried in the sand.
"Dong dong dong"
But just when she was putting on her shoes and socks and was about to leave, there was a knock on the door.
"Girl, are you awake already? Can we come in?"
The person who spoke was a woman, and she naturally knew that she was his senior sister. They had been living together since they entered Chang'an.
"Um."
Not knowing how to answer, she continued to choose silence, but her body seemed to have its own thoughts, and she agreed mysteriously.
"What happened to me today? Why has my body become so sluggish?"
She muttered silently in her heart, but now that she had spoken out, she could only bite the bullet and open the door.
"Squeak."
The wooden door was gently pushed open, and the light from outside the house also came in. The two people standing at the door were like a tree and a flower, a perfect match made in heaven.
"Girl, how are you feeling now? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Are you hungry? We brought you dinner. Do you want to eat the roast lamb..."
Hua Qing'er asked a lot of questions in succession, but she just shook her head or nodded, or at most just made a few "um huh" modal particles.
"Is it possible that the girl cannot speak?"
Seeing her just waving her hands at a loss, Qing Ya stepped forward and asked one more question.
"Huh? He treated me like a mute. That's just right. I can get away with it."
"Uh-huh!"
She nodded excitedly and pointed to the door of the courtyard, signaling that she wanted to leave.
"Are you leaving? Why don't I take you home?"
"Yeah~ Yeah."
She quickly shook her head, and then drew a large circle with both hands to refer to Fuxia's territory.
He clicked again on the southwest side of the large circle, indicating that he was going back to Shu.
"So that's it, you want to go back to your hometown. Chang'an City may be very dangerous recently, so you might as well leave here as soon as possible, but walking at night is too dangerous. Girl, please stay here for one night and set off tomorrow? "
Unexpectedly, he agreed to leave so easily. It seems that his identity has not been exposed yet, so let's wait until tomorrow.
"Yeah." She nodded again.
Qingya handed her the food box in his hand, took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve and stuffed it into her hand.
"Girl, it's a long way to Shu. You can use these coins as payment. The rest, tell your family that you made money in Chang'an. If there is a chance in the future, we will meet again in Shu. Tomorrow will be tiring because of the journey, girl. If you rest early, we won't bother you too much."
After saying that, Qing Ya was afraid that she would refuse to accept the silver coins, so he quickly left with Hua Qing'er.
I gave my room to someone else, so I had to go to Qixia Mansion to stay overnight.
After walking out of the small courtyard and turning a few street corners, Hua Qing'er suddenly couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Did you see it just now? We asked a lot of people, but the sister kept saying "Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, so cute, like a dumb panda." Yes, pandas live in the Bashu region, and the people there are as cute as pandas. "
It has to be said that Hua Qing'er's focus has always been very strange.
"So that's what you were thinking about just now. No wonder you kept covering your mouth."
Qingya felt a little unexpected about this, but felt it was reasonable.
"It's better than you. You put in so much effort and even put the dragon scales in, but you still don't know what they are called. If next time Sister Qiu asks you where the dragon scales went, how will you answer?
"What else can I say? I'll just say that Qing'er's sleepwalking chewed off the scales on my hands when she was sleeping."
After saying that, Qingya ran away decisively. By the time Hua Qing'er reacted, Qingya had already pulled away from her several positions.
"Stop, you brat, it's time for you to know how powerful my sister is."
The two chased and fought all the way to Dongshi.
In the small house in the courtyard, the moonlight shines through the window in front of the bed. There is an open food box on a wooden table. The roast lamb inside is still steaming hot, and the rich fragrance soon fills the small room. room.
Out of the Assassin's vigilance, she did not touch the roasted meats, even though she was feeling hungry after recovering from her serious injuries. Next to the food box, there is a stack of silver notes about one palm high. Each one is one hundred taels. It is estimated that there are more than ten thousand taels of silver here. This is enough for a family of five to have no worries. Lived on earth for a lifetime.
"What kind of person is he? Even if he doesn't know my identity, why would he do this to a stranger?"
She touched her chest again. She could feel that under the skin of her chest, there was something that always exuded a warm atmosphere. It was this kind of thing that gave her a second life. Not only that. , the cultivation bottleneck that had been stuck for a long time showed signs of loosening after waking up.
Just now, I said that I wanted to go back to my hometown. It was just a temporary excuse that I came up with, but now that I think about it, it is actually the best choice.
Every disciple of the Tang Sect has a life socket connecting their lives. Once a disciple dies outside, the life socket will be broken into pieces. Finally, the scene before death will be recorded and sent back to the Tang Sect headquarters. Everyone in the Tang Sect will also use this as a clue to seek revenge.
She could feel that her life base had been shattered, and the picture sent back was just the last pale sky she saw, and they could not find any clues.
Now, as an assassin, I am indeed dead, but I will live on with a new life in the future.
Companions often say that only when death comes can you get rid of the entanglement of this road. Now I can say goodbye to that dark world.
She won't have to live in the dark forever, she can legitimately have sunshine.
Thinking of this, she picked up the pen on the table, opened the ink, and wrote a few lines on the back of the paper Qing Ya left behind.
After putting down the pen, she felt a long-lost relaxation in her mood. It was the relaxation and comfort she had only had when she was a child. This feeling had not been felt for more than ten years.
If you can have the right to walk in the sun, who would want to be born in the dark?
Mao Shi in the winter night was still in complete silence. The wooden door of the hut was slowly pushed open, and a woman slowly walked out of the door. She was wearing a simple sarong, but she was as quiet and bright as night-blooming night-blooming cereus.
Walking out of the wooden door of the small courtyard, she looked back at this ordinary house again. In such an ordinary place, in one day, her destiny was completely rewritten by the one who gave her a second life. Boy, she will always remember him.
The dark streets were silent, with only patrolling soldiers walking back and forth. She completely hid herself in the shadows, and no one could find her until she climbed over the tall city wall and walked out of Chang'an City. The guards guarding the city Still didn't find anything strange.
After another hour and a half, the sky gradually became brighter, and Qingya returned to the small courtyard. When he opened the door, the building was already empty. His quilt was neatly folded at the end of the bed, and the food box on the table was empty. The dinner plate in the bag had been cleaned, and the piece of paper on which she had written was being held down by a silver bracelet. Qingya recognized that it was the only jewelry worn by the girl she rescued yesterday.
Picking up the paper on the table, there were a few lines of beautiful small words on the back where I had written:
"Thanks to the young master for saving his life, the little girl will remember it in her heart and will never forget it. The young master is a Taoist immortal, and the little girl is an ordinary person who has nothing to repay. She can only pray for the young master every day, wishing that the young master has a safe life. If the young master has free time to travel around in the future, When we arrive at Shushui in Bashan, I would like to invite you to come and be a guest in Fenghuang Village under the Xiling Snow Mountain. The little girl will definitely sweep the couch to welcome you."
At the bottom of the message, she also signed her name - Tang Shiyan.
