After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

There are some very secret changes gestating in the bodies of Jia Ruo and Lin Mao.

Sometimes Lin Mao can detect some clues, just like the old saying that Jia Ruo blurted out that day.

And sometimes, he couldn't help but suspect that everything was just a fantasy that he had under serious illness.After all, neither Chang Xiaoqing nor Ji Wuming showed any abnormalities.As for Gaara...

Perhaps for Jia Ruo, his existence itself is a kind of strangeness.

Jia Ruo began to fall asleep more and more easily, and became more and more silent.Occasionally, Lin Mao accidentally saw tender green vine buds protruding tremblingly from his collar and cuffs, but Jia Ruo himself seemed unaware of those vines.

"I said, maybe it's because it's almost spring?"

Ji Wuming was also frightened by Jia Ruo, who had unintentionally grown vines. He speculated a little later, "Master, didn't you say that there are flowers in that monk's body? Don't all flowers, plants and trees sprout when the weather gets warmer?" ?"

In fact, Ji Wuming originally wanted to comfort Lin Mao, but he didn't expect this explanation to hit the point that Lin Mao was most worried about.

What is the relationship between Jiaruo and Konghua?In fact, Lin Mao still hasn't figured it out yet.But in the depths of his heart, he had always been a little uneasy.

Elder Chixiang once said that in fact, Jiaruo had already died, but Konghua borrowed his shell repelling and consciousness out of biological instinct.Before that, Lin Mao didn't think that Jia Ruo was just a puppet. After all, in the process of getting along with Jia Ruo, he felt Jia Ruo's consciousness and soul more clearly than anyone else.

But now, that feeling is gradually fading...

Lin Mao was worried because Kong Hua and him were losing balance in Jia Ruo's body.

Just like what Ji Wuming said - Spring is the season when all things sprout.

And Lin Mao himself was no easier than Jia Ruo, he began to be tortured by long and bloody dreams every night.

It should be possible to call those dreams nightmares, but after he wakes up, the scenes in the dreams will dissipate like morning dew in the sun, leaving only a short fragment with a bloody smell——"Lin Mao" personally Ripped out his own heart from his own chest and handed it to the monk Mara, reduced to a horrific lump of flesh.

What exactly does this mean?

Lin Mao was puzzled, but he never disclosed the matter to Chang Xiaoqing or Jia Ruo.Of course, not to mention Ji Wuming who is still at a loss about many things.

"Master?"

Chang Xiaoqing's call came from beside her ear.

Lin Mao raised his head and met the latter's serious eyes.

"Are you feeling sick again?"

Chang Xiaoqing reached out her hand very calmly, and stroked Lin Mao's forehead and cheek lightly.Lin Mao only felt that the part where Chang Xiaoqing's fingertips rubbed was slightly hot, and there was a slight numbness on his back. Lin Mao was slightly in a trance, and then suddenly woke up.

After that day, the four of Lin Mao still went to the capital as planned.

It's just that in this season, it is thousands of times and hundreds of times more difficult than before to go against the steady stream of refugees and go in the opposite direction.

Let’s just say that the carriages and horses, water bags and dry food can be bought with a little money in the past, but at this time these things are used to save lives, and they are determined not to sell them if they are not a last resort.

Lin Mao, his two apprentices, and Jia Ruo lingered in the dilapidated hotel for nearly three or four days, almost throwing away all the gold and silver they carried on their bodies, and finally got together the dry food and water they needed, and then hurriedly Continue on your way.

But it was precisely because of the delay in the trip that the consequence of rushing on the road was that sitting in the carriage was much more uncomfortable.However, Lin Mao was weak and couldn't even ride a donkey, let alone that poor horse that ran on a rampage.

"I am fine."

Lin Mao replied, his tone was even a bit cold.

But Chang Xiaoqing didn't seem to care about Lin Mao's avoidance.

"If you feel uncomfortable, master can also lie down for a while—not only I'm afraid, we will go to the capital, but master should also recharge his energy for the affairs of the capital, don't force yourself."

"Well. Naturally."

Ji Wuming's tragic scolding and the neighing of the horse came from outside the carriage, obviously there was another scene of chicken and dog jumping outside.Against the backdrop of the noise, the stagnation and stalemate in the carriage became particularly obvious.

Lin Mao lowered his eyes, hardly daring to look at Chang Xiaoqing.

Gentle voice, doting eyes...

The current Chang Xiaoqing is getting closer and closer to the Chang Qing in Lin Mao's memory - not the youthful and fledgling martial arts master Chang Qing, but after the defeat of Wangyougu, who worked hard every day to organize Shimen comforts Lin Mao's Changqing.

Among Lin Mao, he was probably the least resistant to Chang Qing at that time.

If it is said that in the early stage of the big change in temperament, Chang Xiaoqing still seemed a little rebellious and coquettish, making people want to retreat, but now Chang Xiaoqing perfectly blends the temperament that belongs to Changqing with his own dull and indifferent essence. .

All his actions are so regular, there is no room for faults, what he says and does, he looks like a dutiful disciple, but between his eyebrows and eyes, there is that kind of stickiness that only lovers can have. The thick and sweet love was conveyed to Lin Mao without any reservation.

Every time Lin Mao gets along with Chang Xiaoqing like this, he feels palpitations.

It seems that as long as the two of them continue to get along like this, nothing but doom awaits him—but what makes Lin Mao even more desperate is that he has a premonition of this, but he has no way to make up his mind to stay away from Chang Xiaoqing completely.

He is just my apprentice.

Lin Mao would always hear the voice in his heart comforting him.

And the road ahead is long, you are alone, without his company, how can you handle the affairs of Chizhengfu and the emperor?Not to mention going after the unknown old man whose whereabouts are a mystery...

There are a thousand reasons in Lin Mao's heart, telling him that it is absolutely impossible to part ways with Chang Xiaoqing now.

But his heart is actually very clear.

Those thousand and 1 excuses are not worth one real reason.

Lin Mao didn't want to push Chang Xiaoqing away at all.

This is Chang Xiaoqing, who is not only his apprentice, but also his old love.

Every time he thought of this, Lin Mao felt heart-piercing pain and self-loathing.

In such secret and complicated emotions, Lin Mao and his party finally survived the most difficult part of the road and approached the capital.

It is also strange to say that the official roads and trails in those places that are several days away from the capital are full of refugees fleeing the capital.

But when Lin Mao and the others finally arrived outside the capital, they found that the outside of the city was completely empty, except for the biting cold wind and the dusty vegetation on the ground, there was not even a single person.

"It's so fucking scary..."

Even someone as rough as Ji Wuming couldn't help pulling the reins, looking at the scene in front of him and muttering to himself.

Lin Mao lifted the curtain of the car and looked around, his face was also very ugly.

Indeed, as Ji Wuming said, this scene is indeed creepy, and the back is numb.

The capital city is the top of ten thousand cities, and the outside of the city has always been full of traffic and bustle.

Lin Mao has lived so long, and has never seen such a quiet capital...

No, it's not even "quiet" to describe this place.

It can only be described as... dead silence.

The gate of the capital, which was supposed to be majestic and majestic, stood not far away, but Lin Mao didn't hear a single sound coming from there.

"Let's go!"

Lin Mao stared at the city gate for a long time, then said.

Ji Wuming looked at Lin Mao, then Chang Xiaoqing, and the weird monk who was sitting quietly on the side, his lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something, but Chang Xiaoqing suddenly raised his head and looked at Ji Wuming Taking a look, he shook his head slightly.

Ji Wuming's words that had already reached the tip of his tongue were swallowed back with difficulty.

The four of them walked silently all the way to the gate of the capital city. What they saw and heard before them was even more frightening than the dead wilderness they saw before.

The city gate turned out to be ajar.

The city gate, which was so thick that only a few oxen could be used to pull the turntable, could be pushed by the mechanism, but now it looked extraordinarily thin and dilapidated.

The brass rivets the size of a mortar had lost their luster, and were inlaid gray on the dark red city gate.

There should have been a team of guarding troops and petty officials checking the visitors by the gate of the city, but they have long since disappeared.

"Woooo..."

"Woooo..."

Suddenly there was a sound, and Ji Wuming jumped suddenly, almost falling off the horse.

"What the fuck-"

His cursing stopped abruptly, because it was only at this time that he realized that it was the wind blowing from the gap in the city gate, making a sound like sobbing.

But no one laughed at his fuss, because his overreaction really wasn't out of cowardice.

Lin Mao jumped out of the carriage, walked to the corners on both sides of the city gate with a heavy face, and gently poked the dust on the ground with his feet.

A little armor shines through

Chang Xiaoqing walked to Lin Mao's side, and continued to sweep back and forth on the ground with a branch. After a while, a set of dark blue clothes and a simple outer armor appeared in the sight of the two of them.

Ji Wuming walked back and forth to look at the ground, his eyelids suddenly twitched

"Such a poor-quality armor... Isn't this the clothes of the guys who watch the city gate? Could it be that those people also felt that there was a plague and ran away?"

Lin Mao was silent.

With a flick of the evergreen branch, he picked out a rough long knife from the floating soil.

"Wait, why is there a weapon?! Don't say anything else, if you find out after throwing away the knife at will, you will have to kill—"

Just as Ji Wuming spoke, he caught a glimpse of Lin Mao and Chang Xiaoqing's gloomy faces that were almost dripping water, and a thought flashed in his mind, and now his face became similar to that of his master and younger brother.

That's right, the officers and soldiers guarding the city gate are soldiers after all, with control at the top and colleagues at the bottom. I'm afraid they really don't have the courage to abandon the city and flee until the last moment.Not to mention that they would leave their clothes and weapons in the sand outside the city gate.

When I went downstairs to the hotel, the words and phrases spoken by the terrified refugees played back in Ji Wuming's ears very clearly——

【"You don't know how terrifying that is, you're such a big living person! I ate two steamed buns before going to bed, and I agreed to help me fix the toilet the next day... Push it away I only saw clothes at the door... woo woo woo... My daughter-in-law still didn't believe it, she cried and searched outside for two days and two nights, saying that my son just took off his clothes and he didn't know where he went..."]

【"But what can I do? There is still a ball of blood on the bed, and my son's teeth are still in it... I can't recognize my son's teeth..."】

……

Ji Wuming couldn't help but take another look at the sand under his feet, and he found that the color of the sand under the clothes was different from other parts.The rest of the place is grayish-yellow, only the sand under the clothes is black and damp, like clay.

"vomit……"

Ji Wuming suddenly covered his mouth with his hands, and almost retched.

"Even the little soldiers guarding the city..."

Lin Mao's lips trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to utter a few words dryly, and then he couldn't continue.

Anyone can see that this situation is extremely bad.

Since the city guards were wearing armor and equipped with knives, they obviously did their jobs as usual, but now there are only a few clothes left here, so it can be guessed that this person is probably alive in broad daylight. The blood in the mouths of those refugees.

"It's no wonder, since two days ago, we haven't seen a single refugee who escaped from the capital."

Chang Xiaoqing's complexion remained unchanged, and she whispered in Lin Mao's ear.

That Ji Wuming finally endured the nausea, just about to get up, when he heard Chang Xiaoqing's words, a certain scene naturally appeared in his mind.

"vomit--"

He retched, and bent down again with a face full of pain.

"This is by no means a plague."

Lin Mao whispered with a pale face.

The group of people hadn't seen the refugees since two days ago. At the beginning, the four of them thought it might be because the capital was closed, but they didn't expect the real reason to be this.

Judging from the situation near the city gate, it is likely that those who are still in the capital are already in danger.

"Master, what is the next plan?"

Chang Xiaoqing asked.

Lin Mao glanced at him, even though Chang Xiaoqing didn't say anything, Lin Mao knew what the other party was thinking.

Chang Xiaoqing didn't seem to want Lin Mao to enter the city.

"Since the city gate is only concealed, it saves us trouble. Let's go."

Lin Mao just didn't know what Chang Xiaoqing was thinking, he walked to the carriage by himself, carried the luggage out, and then untied the horse pulling the cart and let it go.