After being in a daze for a while, he took off all his dirty prison clothes and prison pants, buried them under the hidden compartment, and filled them with scrap wooden boards.
Qian Qianhu's command sword was thrown next to the secret compartment, waiting for someone to find it.
I found a tattered but clean towel in the ruins, went to a waterside, and took a quick bath.
The winter night was cold, and he used his inner strength to resist, but he was not too cold.
It's just that the hair is quite dirty and has many lumps in it. When it was washed smoothly, a large strand of hair fell off after being scrubbed.
Ye Wuxian suddenly felt that his hair volume was not enough. In the future, it would be much more difficult for him to disguise himself as a woman.
But no matter what, the refreshing feeling all over my body after taking a shower cannot be compared to when I was wearing prison clothes.
He put on his maid's clothes, put on some jewelry, put two books, forty or fifty taels of silver in his arms, and pinned the pine pattern sword to his waist.
At this time, a fish-belly white color appeared in the east, and the power of darkness was gradually being swallowed up.
Ye Wumian looked at the reflection in the water through the light of the rising sun. He saw a beautiful and charming maid rippling in the water, with affectionate eyebrows and a spring-like smile.
"Haha, I can't stand myself anymore."
He smiled brightly and spread out his right hand, showing the fake face with wrinkles.
"Peng!"
As soon as his inner strength came out, the fake face immediately turned into powder in his hands and scattered into the water with the morning wind.
"The matter with the Black Elk Gang and Zhang Daqiu has come to an end. From now on, I will no longer show off my mask to others. I am still the little maid next to the lady."
Southeast of the peak is a good place to watch the sunrise.
Fortunately, there was no corpse here, so I stayed up all night without smelling the stench of corpses, so I enjoyed the sunrise this morning.
The sunrise is really spectacular! Below the horizon, rays of light refracted, tearing apart the darkness. The round red sun invaded the thin clouds, bringing out thousands of morning glows. The sky was like amber, so pure that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Ye Wumian feasted his eyes and sat cross-legged to rest and regain his strength. He waited until the hour had passed and the sun had risen high before he set off and ran down the mountain.
This time, he avoided places where corpses were scattered and walked along various paths, so he didn't smell any corpse odor.
By doing this, firstly, he would avoid being sickened by the smell of corpses again, and secondly, it would prevent the smell of corpses from contaminating the maid's clothes.
After all, he had to go into Changsha City to find Luo Xiangzhu, and he didn't want to get her.
Thinking of Luo Xiangzhu, Ye Wumian's heart felt hot.
"Although Miss has no martial arts skills, she has read more books and is more sensible than me. During the battle at Black Elk Peak, if I had told Miss the details and asked her to help with reference and suggestions, I am afraid that I would not have been in such a dangerous situation and almost be disabled for the rest of my life. See her again."
After experiencing a great calamity, his state of mind also quietly changed. The lonely courage he once had when he entered the world disappeared with the morning frost after the morning sun rose.
He hoped to be with Luo Xiangzhu, even if she had no martial arts skills, just standing there made him feel infinitely calm.
"I was too stubborn before. Even deep down in my heart, I was afraid that the lady would hold me back. But now that I think about it, the danger in the Xiangjiang River was caused by my inability to observe accurately; Black Elk Peak was plotted , the trouble is because I trust others. These disasters are all caused by me, how can the young lady ever do anything wrong? "
The more he thought about it, the more he blamed himself, and he couldn't help but recall the scene of Luo Xiangzhu's accusation under the moon more than two months ago.
Her tears were crystal clear, and her heart was pure.
What is dirty is just his own thoughts.
I felt sleepless and depressed all night, wishing I could grab a stone with my head.
"I just want to see the lady soon and tell her what I have experienced in the past two months. From now on, I will not hide anything from her and tell her everything. As long as she is willing, I can go to Lushan to be with her. , go to Sichuan, and go with her, no matter where you go, go with her.
She was never one to hold back, she was the one who gave me strength. "
Ye Wumian's heart was burning, his eyes were firm, and his steps were as fast as flying. In less than an hour, he descended from Black Elk Peak and headed straight for Changsha City.
On the official road, a group of royal guards galloped towards them.
When Ye Wumian saw the Jin Yiwei's attire, he couldn't help but feel panicked, and almost found a hidden place to hide himself.
Suddenly he came to his senses: "Now I have taken off my false skin, taken off my prison clothes, and changed into the clothes of a maid. I have a copper hairpin on my head, lotus boots on my feet, and a pine-patterned sword on my waist. No matter who looks at me, It's impossible to connect me with that scab-covered, vicious Zhang Daqiu, so why should I hide?"
His expression quickly returned to normal, he just stepped aside and stood by the road, leaving the narrow official road for this team of royal guards to walk.
Maybe it hadn't rained for a while, but more than ten riders were running wildly, causing dust to fly in both directions. Before they even got close, Ye Wuxian covered his mouth and nose as a precaution.
Suddenly, the leader shouted: "Weird things, weird things! Hu~"
The man reined in the horse's head, stopped, turned over and dismounted, and ordered the rest of the people to rest temporarily.
Ye Wumian didn't know what this person was going to do. He was startled at first and couldn't help but think about the worst: "Could he recognize me? But I've already changed my appearance like this, how can I still be recognized?"
His heart was beating fast, and he was about to press his hand on the Songwen sword, ready to run away at any time.
But I heard the man say: "It's the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and we meet you again when the flowers are falling. Sister, I didn't expect that you and I would meet here!"
After hearing the voice clearly, Ye Wumian secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around, bowed and saluted, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, I have not seen Zunyan for a long time, and I often miss Yun Shu. However, as you just said, you can't do it now. It’s just the time for the flowers to fall. Look, there are thick clouds in the distance, I’m afraid it’s going to be snowing season.”
The weather in Changsha is really weird. In the morning, the sun was still shining brightly on the mountains and rivers. But now it's late, but the clouds are gradually taking over.
The temperature dropped sharply, and a feeling that it was about to snow lingered on the tip of one's nose.
The visitor was none other than Zhou Xian.
Zhou Xian politely helped him up, laughed loudly, and said, "I'm sorry that Brother Zhou is just a rough guy. Except for the poems about swordsmanship and moves, the rest of the poems are only half-understood, so he couldn't help but use them indiscriminately."
Ye Wumian said: "It doesn't matter. Brother Zhou, where are you and your group going in such a hurry? Are you going to catch that, uh, Yue, Yue Buqi again?"
He deliberately hesitated before saying the three words "Yue Buqi", and even said the wrong word, just to make Zhou Xian think that he had not heard this name for a long time.
Zhou Xian had no doubt about him and said: "Sister, are you talking about Yue Buqi? Harm! Yue Buqi can't be caught. I have never worried about your brother. But this time, a more important person escaped from under our noses." , if I don’t do it right, the black gauze hat on my head will not be protected!”
