Luo Xiangzhu blocked the door, stopped him, and said: "If you take off this fake face, come to the room to accompany me; otherwise, you should just drink with the gangsters outside the house! I saw this If you lose face, you will vomit and have nightmares.”
Ye Wumian smiled bitterly and said, "Miss, this is an extraordinary time, and I can't take off my fake face."
Luo Xiangzhu said: "When you say this, it really seems that I am unreasonable. Then I will not be unreasonable. Let me say it again, I don't want to see this fake face."
Seeing that she was unhappy, Ye Wumian felt his own heart twitching, and hurriedly said: "It's not the young lady who is unreasonable, but I also know that the young lady is afraid of this thief's face. So, I will come in with my face covered."
Luo Xiangzhu stopped talking and turned around and entered the house, seemingly acquiescing to him doing this.
Ye Wumian summoned a minion. With a confused look on his face, he tore a piece of cloth from his clothes and sent him away.
He walked into the room, closed the door, and covered his face with the cloth.
He had his nose covered as well. But soon, the smell of sweat remaining on the cloth made him shed tears. So I pulled some of it off and just covered my mouth.
Later, even my mouth couldn't bear it, so I had to throw the cloth away.
Luo Xiangzhu snorted and pouted, "You don't know what you say if you don't keep your word!" He turned sideways and lay down facing the wall, not looking at him or chasing him away.
After being scolded by her for a while, Ye Wumian breathed a sigh of relief, found a comfortable place to sit and sat down, and started exercising and regulating his breathing.
He meditated until midnight, using his new inner strength to heal old injuries, speed up the repair of his meridians, and push him to his peak state.
It was probably midnight when I heard the crow crow at night.
After a while, Luo Xiangzhu suddenly said: "You still let people entrust you with dreams! But you are as usual, you can't sleep. How should people entrust you with dreams?"
At first, Ye Wumian thought she was talking in her sleep, but after taking a closer look, she suddenly remembered that during the afternoon sacrifice, she had told the wronged ghost from a distance that if there were any bones that had not been collected, or if there were any remaining evil that had not been eliminated, they could entrust the dream to him.
The prerequisite for dreaming is sleep, and you cannot stay awake all night.
He smiled awkwardly and said to Luo Xiangzhu: "Young lady is right! In that case, I'd better sleep tonight."
There was no response from Luo Xiangzhu, only soft snoring was heard coming from her, and she couldn't help but laugh.
Looking at her turning sideways with her back to him, a stronger desire for protection aroused in her chest, and she thought to herself: "I must, must protect the young lady."
He stopped practicing, pushed aside the things on the desks, made a large space, rolled up a thin shabby quilt, covered himself, and slept with his clothes on.
Autumn is blooming in the mountains, but the cold comes at night.
The wind blows and the cicadas fall, and there are lingering sounds in the dream.
Have a good night's sleep. Ye Wumian has deep inner strength, and the cold air of late autumn cannot do anything to him; Luo Xiangzhu has no martial arts skills, but fortunately the quilt on the bed is very thick and very warm, so he does not catch the cold.
After a sleepless night, I woke up in the morning with a clear mind. I carefully recalled last night's dream. I didn't dream of any ghosts of revenge, but there was the swan song of the chilling cicada in the autumn.
After washing up and changing into clean clothes, he searched Yuan Zhang Daqiu's room and found sixty or seventy taels of cash. He picked up twenty or so taels and put them in his arms.
After breakfast, he stayed up all night and summoned thirteen Taibao guards in the Juyi Hall. He said, "I want to take the eldest lady to Changsha City to play for a few days. You all should perform your duties in the mountains and guard them well. Be careful of the officers and soldiers coming in front of you." Come to attack and kill. If you want to go out to rob people and rob their homes, you can only rob their property and don’t harm people’s lives. Try to pick rich, ruthless and corrupt officials to attack. If you rob civilians indiscriminately and bully the weak, I will not tolerate him as the head of the family!"
All the minions and Taibao were frightened by his words. Before thinking about the big boss, this was not the case. Treating all people coming and going and surrounding residents without distinction is the way of being a master. From this point of view, I am afraid that after the infighting in the gang, the boss changed his temper and became a hero who robbed the rich and the poor.
All the eunuchs said in their hearts: They should adapt to the current style of the headmaster, so that the eunuch's position can be secure.
The thirteen people were ordered to rein in their subordinates, and sleepless nights called for the old horses with red beards. At first, this old horse was very reluctant to kick Ye Wuxian with his hoof, probably because he was fooled by his fake face.
Ye Wumian was not in a hurry, so he gently leaned into his ear and whispered a few words. The old horse seemed to understand and stopped kicking him. Instead, he rubbed his body intimately with his face and licked his hand. A piece of warmth and wetness rolled over her, and the palm of Ye Wumian's hand was licked and itched.
He helped Luo Xiangzhu get on his horse, holding the two swords with pine grain and dragon scale iron scabbards in his waist. He walked down the mountain along the main road, passed through the village, and headed towards Nantou Changsha.
After walking for a while and seeing that there were no bandits behind him, Luo Xiangzhu suddenly said: "When you ordered these bandits just now, you gave me the illusion that after sending me to my grandma's house, you were going to turn back again. Come to this mountain and continue to be your mountain king."
Ye Wumian felt bitter in her heart, and thought to herself: "Isn't this the case? Miss, you know people so well that no one can match you."
On the face, he said casually: "Miss, I can't avoid such a den of thieves, how can I come back again? I am diligently giving instructions in the hope that these thieves will have something to fear when they do bad things... By the way, according to the plan, I After seeing you off, it’s time to go to Lushan, Jiangxi, to look for the master’s remains.”
Luo Xiangzhu said "Oh". When she heard Ye Wumian mention her father, she felt confused. She sat on the horse, her mind swaying with the horse's pace. After a long time, she said: "Can you not leave me? I want to go to Lushan Mountain with you."
Ye Wumian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Miss, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, lonely and desolate. When I am walking with you, I often miss you. Even though I am swaying like a boat on the river, I still know which side to turn to." At this point, he said Looking at Luo Xiangzhu, Luo Xiangzhu also looked at him.
Luo Xiangzhuqiang smiled and said: "The words are emotional, but Zhang Daqiu probably can't say these words. You first take off the mask to reveal your original face, and then continue."
Now that he was far away from Black Elk Peak and no one was following him secretly, Ye Wumian took off the fake face and put it in his arms.
He was wearing men's coarse cloth clothes, and his hair was styled in a way that men usually wear. This way of dressing was very different from the "maid who has no sleep at night" whom Luo Xiangzhu was familiar with.
But finally it no longer looked like Zhang Daqiu, and the mole had been removed. At least it looked normal, and it no longer disgusted Luo Xiangzhu. Besides, he is a man himself, so sleepless nights like this may be more appropriate than the previous female attire.
Luo Xiangzhu just took a few more glances, remembered his current image deeply in his mind, and learned to adapt to it.
"Since you don't plan to go back, why don't you throw away the fake face?" Luo Xiangzhu asked.
Ye Wumian said without changing his expression: "The world is in turmoil. I keep a fake face on my body as a backup. Sometimes I can avoid a lot of trouble."
