Brocade without a knife

He Sihan sleeps heavily, like a person floating in the waves, unsteady, and it is difficult to be steadfast.

In the dream, he was indeed standing on top of the monstrous waves, and the majestic rainwater poured down accompanied by thunder and lightning, completely dousing him from head to toe.His teeth chattered from the cold, clinging tightly to the side of the ship like a drowned puppy.His eyes were drowned by the rain and turned gray, but there was a little fiery red in the depths of his pupils!

It was the firelight on the distant shore, tearing apart the rain curtain, rushing into the sky, and burning directly into the depths of Hesi's pupils.

"Let's go, go far away, don't come back, even if you die, you will die outside!"

Such a sentence popped out of He Si's rain-drenched head unexpectedly, that sentence was like a sharp arrow, piercing through layers of ups and downs of nightmares, and unstoppably pierced into the deepest part of his mind.

He was about to drown, He Sixiang, he couldn't hold on any longer, he might as well just die...

Now that he is dead, maybe he can still meet Laifu by chance, walking hand in hand on the road to Huangquan, one person and one dog, it sounds quite warm and touching.

Hesi knew that he couldn't die, even though he had thought of giving up countless times, but he found countless reasons to convince himself to live, for the meat buns, the sauced elbow, the big meat noodles, For the sake of his future wife, for the cluster of flames that have lingered in his eyes for many years...

He Da Si woke up drenched in sweat. When he woke up, there was thunder roaring in his ears, but it was dissipated by the chirping insects in an instant, leaving no trace, just like the dream he couldn't remember clearly.

He was gasping for breath, the high fever had consumed all his strength, and the sweat drenched his inner and outer clothes again, and He Si felt like a dead dog that had just struggled out of the water...

As soon as the wind blew, there was a slight chill in his chest, which gradually narrowed his slack eyes. He lowered his head subconsciously, and saw a scorched hand pawing at the hem of his clothes. The wind just got in through the open clothes...

With an indescribable expression on his face, he slowly raised his head.

Lu Zhengming looked at him innocently, his hand still stuck in his skirt and did not retract.

Hesi raised his soft fingers, pointed at himself, and opened his voice like a broken gong: "Explain?"

Lu Zhengming immediately explained sincerely and seriously: "Your clothes are soaked through, and if you wear cold air into your body, I'm afraid you will get sick."

He said in a hoarse voice with no expression on his face: "I'll politely believe it."

Lu Zhengming was very satisfied with his understanding, so he continued to strip his clothes.

"???" He Sidun struggled hard, "Get away! Your dirty hands! Don't touch me!"

Lu Zhengming: "..."

He had just passed the fever, and he struggled like a lamb kicking its hooves.

However, Lu Zhengming was also seriously injured at this time.

The two kicked and tore apart for a while, and He Si, who was useless in martial arts, was finally suppressed by the panting Lu Zhengming. Not only was he crushed, but he was also stripped of his outer clothes.

He Siliang stared like a copper bell, if his eyes could fly knives, Lu Zhengming would have been beaten thousands of knives by now.

Lu Zhengming pulled his injured finger in the process of suppressing him. At this time, he was sweating coldly from the pain. He threw Hesi's muddy clothes to the side of the bonfire, and rubbed a ball of herbal medicine on the swollen knuckles at random. On: "Your reaction is very interesting. You are more chaste and strong than the big girl of Huang Hua. Everyone is a man. Is it necessary?"

He Si said seriously: "It is necessary."

In order to prove the need, he also pulled the skirt of his clothes vigorously to show his defense of innocence.

"..."

Lu Zhengming looked at his unreasonable behavior and made sure that he hadn't woken up yet.I don't care about a person who is insane, especially a sick beauty.

With one leg propped up, he slowly leaned on the rotten wood to wrap his fingers in medicinal mud. He nodded perfunctorily: "Okay, I will be responsible to you, Governor, and I will come to propose marriage later." He said as if Amused by himself, he tilted his head to look at the sickly young admiral, raised his eyebrows, "Is the governor satisfied?"

At this time, He Si was still dizzy, and hadn't recognized east, west, south, north, and south. He sneered and turned his lips: "Do you have a field, a land, a house? Can the carriage accommodate four people, and can you pack a bag when you go out?" Street? No field, no land, no mansion, and you still want to come to propose marriage?"

Lu Zhengming: "..."

Is he awake or not? !

He Si Chong made him speechless, and his heart felt refreshed, and he lay there like a wilting cabbage to recuperate, the heat on his head was slowly receding, and the others gradually came to their senses.The words and deeds just now played back in his mind at a terrifying speed, and there was a loud buzzing in his head, and his whole body trembled slightly.

With difficulty, he raised his hand to hold that face, not daring to look at Lu Zhengming next to him.

Lu Zhengming paid attention to his actions, and felt a groan in his heart, knowing that he should really wake up.He found it interesting, as if he had discovered a great secret. He bent the corner of his mouth maliciously, did not expose He Si, but followed what he said just now: "Although the lower official is poor now, with no house and no land, but Maybe there will be a time when you will become famous in the future, and then the governor will agree to this marriage?"

He Sixin was ashamed, and didn't want to answer his words at all.He couldn't figure it out, half a day ago, his life was still hanging by a thread, and his life and death were uncertain; why is he sitting on the ground with a Jin Yiwei school captain, sitting on the mass grave and discussing marriage? ? ?

The plot develops like a wild dog, and Kazuki can no longer hold its rein.

Speaking of mass graves, He Sichao glanced around, and found that he was no longer under the dilapidated thatched hut, but was sitting in a dilapidated house barely covered by tiles.

The rotten door panel was propped up by a stick and pressed against the door. The place was small, like an old ancestral hall.

A small bonfire was burned in front of the two of them. Because it had just rained and the humidity was too heavy, the bonfire was burning weakly, and it would be a fart at any time. It was almost the same state as Hesi now...

Hesi struggled to stand up, leaned against the mud wall like Lu Zhengming, and curled his lips coldly: "We'll talk about it when you become famous."

Lu Zhengming didn't speak, but whistled lightly and happily, as if he had reached an agreement with He Si on this.

He Si thought viciously in his heart, don't worry, before you gain power, I will kill you, a bastard who takes advantage of others, with his own hands!

The two of them had nothing to say for the time being, and they quietly warmed up around the bonfire that seemed like gossamer.

After a while, He Si couldn't bear the increasingly weird silence, and whispered, "Why did we come here?" He paused and said, "No one came here?"

Lu Zhengming lazily picked up the dirty clothes whose color could no longer be discerned and warmed himself by the fire: "At night, there are a lot of wild dogs who come out of the mass grave to dig out the corpses and eat them. In order to prevent them from treating us and the ones in the grave as a family, I will carry the governor on his back." I came here to avoid danger for the time being. As for why the people from Dongchang didn’t come?” He spread his hands innocently, “How would I, a little Jin Yiwei, know?”

He Si couldn't beat him, so he tried to keep calm, and asked again: "You and the Dongpingfang fire accident..."

Lu Zhengming interrupted him suddenly: "Master, do you know what you were talking in your sleep just now?"

He Si was startled slightly, and looked at him with a bit of bewilderment.

Lu Zhengming's eyes lightly glanced from his unconcealed collarbone, the silver-gray skirt barely concealed his fair complexion, but there was still a little crimson inadvertently revealed...

It is like the scorching glow of the rising red sun, and like the brilliance of the tail feathers of a phoenix.