Bandit report, always good

After Yan Yan saw Pei Jiming clearly, he immediately frowned like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Yan Yan staggered over, he was quite embarrassed, his body was stained with blood and mud, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked exhausted .

Pei Jiming was stunned for a moment. Yan Yan's appearance seemed...where did he meet...

Before Pei Jiming came back to his senses, Yan Yan grabbed him by the collar. Yan Yan glared at him angrily, and looked him up and down. Looking at Pei Jiming.

Pei Jiming was also frightened, he felt that Yan Yan might attack in the next moment.

Yan Yan seemed to have thousands of words in his chest, all of which were blocked in his throat. In the end, Yan Yan pushed Pei Jiming away rudely. Seeing that Pei Jiming was safe, he was relieved.

Then he looked down at his clothes, and the anger in his heart burned even more. He took a deep breath and said in despair: "I want to die."

Pei Jiming couldn't say a word, and stared blankly at Yan Yan, who turned his back to him, and squatted by the stream angrily, washing his sleeves vigorously, who knew that the more they rubbed, the dirtier they got, Yan Yan His eyes were on fire, and he rubbed it hard a few more times, but he still couldn't get it off. Yan Yan finally erupted. He threw his sleeve into the water forcefully, with a bang, the splash of water splashed Yan Yan's face, and Yan Yan was furious. He shouted: "I was never in such a mess when I lived in the open-air pasture in Beiyue!"

Pei Jiming glanced at Yan Yan nervously, then squatted down silently, gently grabbed Yan Yan's wide sleeves, and carefully scrubbed him up.

Yan Yan looked at Pei Jiming's hand along the sleeve. Pei Jiming had several sword wounds on the back of his hand. Due to being soaked in water, the area around the wound was a little swollen. His white flesh turned over, which looked shocking. .

Yan Yan couldn't bear it and pulled back his sleeve.

Pei Jiming's hands stopped in the water at a loss, he raised his eyes and took a peek at Yan Yan, only to see Yan Yan frowned, and pulled out a handkerchief from the front of his chest.

Yan Yan took Pei Jiming's hand involuntarily, wrapped his wound up, and said angrily, "Don't let the wound get wet! Are you stupid!"

Pei Jiming: "..."

Yan Yan saw that his other hand was also injured, but there was no extra handkerchief left. Yan Yan thought for a while, then raised his other sleeve that was not wet, tore off a piece of fabric without hesitation, and frowned: "The other side of the sleeve is clean, you just make do with it."

Pei Jiming looked deeply at Yan Yan: "Yan Yan, you..."

"What me!" Yan Yan said angrily, "Aren't you happy to see me in such a mess?"

Pei Jiming shook his head lightly: "Are you here to find me?"

"No!" Yan Yan said angrily, "I'm courting death."

Pei Jiming looked directly at Yan Yan, why... Yan Yan appeared every time when he was caught off guard?

Yan Yan looked up and saw Pei Jiming looking at him with deep eyes, the anger in his chest calmed down a little, and he still said in a bad mood: "What are you looking at!"

"Next time, don't wear wide sleeves. It's easy to get dirty and inconvenient." Pei Jiming instructed carefully.

Yan Yan sneered: "You really have a lot to worry about." It's enough for this kind of thing once, how about next time?

Pei Jiming stopped talking, Yan Yan finally raised his hand and pinched his chin unbearably, and said angrily, "Will you run around again next time?"

With a pun, Pei Jiming was stunned for a moment, then shook his head seriously: "No, I will tell you before I leave next time."

Yan Yan let go, let go with a soft snort, untied his hair, and wanted to wash the headband first.The hairband was scratched by a branch on the way he came, not only was it damaged, but also stained with mud. Yan Yan could barely bear the uncleanness of his outer clothes, but he absolutely couldn't bear the dirtiness of his personal items.

"Use this." Pei Jiming handed over a white hair tie.

Yan Yan glanced at it and couldn't help being stunned. He always had a deep impression of beautiful things, such as the white water pattern hairband inlaid with silver in front of him. If he remembered correctly, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival the year before last. That day, he brought the hair tie that Tangyue used when he fell from the sky, but wasn't that hair tie thrown away by himself?

A complex emotion filled Yan Yan's chest. His eyes flickered, and he slowly looked at Pei Jiming. Pei Jiming dodged his eyes and just held up the hair tie.

Yan Yan smiled slightly: "It looks familiar."

"Oh..." Pei Jiming pretended not to care and said, "The white hairbands all look the same."

"Why do you carry a hair tie with you?"

"..." Pei Jiming's Adam's apple rolled up and down: "It doesn't take up much space, so I took it with me."

What kind of answer is this? Yan Yan chuckled, and the restlessness in his heart was swept away: "This hairband is pretty, give it to me."

Pei Jiming thought, this is yours in the first place, then nodded curtly: "En."

The afterglow gradually disappeared, and a layer of mist gradually formed around, Yan Yan stood up, looked around and said, "Do you know how to get out?"

"En." Pei Jiming replied, "Follow me." Then he led the way.

On the way, Yan Yan babbled. He told how he came out of the city and followed the refugees toward Jiankang. The more he walked, the more angry he got, and then he sneaked away, walking for a day and a night according to the map given to him by the shadow guard.

But here is blood visible to the naked eye, and even the air is filled with the smell of rotting corpses. Yan Yan endured his nausea and continued walking. Although he knew Pei Jiming's skill, he couldn't stop worrying until he saw it. Pei Jiming, he was relieved. Of course, Yan Yan didn't tell him about his worries about Pei Jiming.

For a moment, Pei Jiming felt as if he had returned to Shi'an again. He and Yan Yan were walking on the small road. Yan Yan said that his family was the elder and the family was short. He listened quietly, feeling relieved in his heart.

"Hey! What are you holding in your hand? So precious?" Yan Yan caught a glimpse of the cloth bag in Pei Jiming's hand and wanted to take a look.

Pei Jiming reacted, and quickly put his hand behind his back, and in a panic, his hand touched the tree trunk on the side again. The cloth bag in his hand was knocked open, and a round thing rolled out of it, rolling to the side of the grass.

Yan Yan took a closer look, his pupils shrank suddenly, he swallowed subconsciously, blinked his eyes, and looked over again, that's right, it was a...human head...

Even though Yan Yan's heart was strong, he was stunned for a moment. Pei Jiming carried a human head all the way?

Pei Jiming walked to the head, and squatted down on one knee with his back to Yan Yan. He couldn't see what method he used to put the head back into the cloth bag, and then kept his back to Yan Yan. There was a silence.

Yan Yan slowly clenched the cloth by his side, and frowned slightly: "Then... who is that?"

Pei Jiming's tone was calm without a trace of ups and downs: "Prince An."

"I don't understand what happened in the court." Yan Yan looked at his back: "But if you kill him, kill him, why are you still holding his head? Aren't you... afraid?"

Yan Yan originally wanted to say, don't you find it disgusting?But when it came to his lips, he changed his words.

"I'm not afraid." Pei Ji answered his two questions clearly and concisely: "Prince An's son is dead, and there is no basis for his empty words. I always want to return with a token."

Yan Yan felt uncomfortable: "As for it? I don't think the emperor trusts you?"

Pei Jiming's eyes fell on the bloody package, and he said lightly, "This is trust."

Yan Yan's heart trembled, he looked at Pei Jiming's tough and indifferent back, and wanted to go up and hug him, he was even more puzzled, Pei Jiming... What has he experienced before?

Yan Yan asked again: "What happened after you left the city?"

Pei Jiming was silent, Yan Yan sighed: "Are you still not saying anything?"

"After leaving the city, we attracted a large number of rebels, and then led the rebels to Gufu Mountain, where we carried out a counter-attack. The five hundred troops we brought out were almost wiped out. Mr. Feng was seriously injured, so I ordered someone to send him away. Go back." Pei Jiming said quietly.

Yan Yan asked, "What about after that?"

Pei Jiming paused, and wrote lightly: "To capture the thief, first capture the king, and then I will lead people deep into the enemy army, look for opportunities to kill Prince An's son, and then escape."

"Didn't you say that there are two shadow guards following you?" Yan Yan asked.

"Dead." Pei Jiming said indifferently.

Yan Yan: "..." How many people did you kill to turn a deaf ear to human life?

Pei Jiming picked up the cloth bag, turned his back to Yan Yan, and said stiffly, "Let's go..."

His voice is hoarse, is it because of nervousness?Yan Yan thought to himself, would people who are so indifferent by nature be nervous?

"Pei Jiming, do you have a heart?" Yan Yan asked suddenly.

Pei Jiming stopped in his tracks, did he have a heart?

Have... no... have... heart?

Pei Jiming felt that the ground behind him seemed to be split open suddenly. He and Yan Yan were standing at opposite ends of each other. Although they were very close, they couldn't touch each other. One made a living by saving people, while the other made a living by killing people. It's a conspiracy, Pei Jiming thought, but...even so...he still wants to look at Yan Yan a few more times...

"Do you know?" Yan Yan's voice came from behind: "I've been thinking about something recently."

"If you hadn't lost your memory when we met, I might have left you alone, and even killed you myself." Yan Yan's voice was getting closer, and Pei Jiming felt that he was approaching.

Pei Jiming's fingertips were cold, he tried his best not to move, and continued to listen to Yan Yan's words: "I hate two kinds of people the most, one is people who treat human life like nothing, and the other is people who I can't see through. Unfortunately, now you have it all."

Yan Yan had already stood behind Pei Jiming, and he slowly said: "So, I'm very glad that you didn't remember when we met, and let me see a weird, affectionate and different... little boy .”

"So much so..." Yan Yan raised his arms slowly but without a trace of hesitation, wrapped Pei Jiming from behind, and whispered in his ear: "I feel sorry for you now."

Pei Jiming froze, he swung his arms, walked out of Yan Yan's arms, turned to look at Yan Yan, and said, "Yan Yan, I'm not just a sweet potato, I'm Pei Jiming."

Yan Yan looked directly into Pei Jiming's eyes, and he felt that Pei Jiming's eyes seemed to be looking at him, because those eyes were indeed on him, but he also felt that those eyes didn't seem to be looking at him, because those eyes were like It's watching a gust of passing wind, ethereal and emptiness, making people feel that Pei Jiming seems to be living in another world, they can see each other, but they can't touch each other.

Can't touch it?Yan Yan thought lightly, obviously within reach, he raised his hand and lifted off Pei Jiming's mask. Behind the mask was a clean and handsome face, which did not match Pei Jiming's bloody body.

"Whether it's Tangyuer or Pei Jiming, it's you, not anyone else." Yan Yan said.

Pei Jiming's eyes flickered, and after a while, his eyes changed again, as if he had turned back into that clever and weird boy again, he slowly moved his eyes away, and said bitterly: "Yan Yan, why are you so kind to me?" ? You are like this, I..." How can I draw a line with you?

Why are you being so nice to him?Why do you care so much about him?

Yan Yan was also in a trance for a while, he went from Jingkou to Beiyue, and stayed in Beiyue for another year, trying to avoid thinking about these problems.

He knows what kind of person he is, he is not a loser, he never wastes time on unnecessary things, even it took him more than a month to find his junior sister, what made him have the patience to find someone Year?

If he hadn't heard from Pei Jiming, would he still look for it?The answer is yes.

Yan Yan might tell himself that that person still owes him money, and that he has nothing to do with that person's loss, but is it really because of these reasons?

Yan Yan used to look down on emotional people, but now he understands.

Love to the depths, disturbing people's minds.

Yan Yan said softly, "Don't you know?"

Before Pei Jiming could answer, Yan Yan laughed at himself. He raised his hand and pinched his brow, and said helplessly, "I want to know too."

As soon as the words fell, two silvery-purple lightning bolts flashed across the night sky, illuminating the dusky faces of the two, and then heard two loud bangs in the night sky, and then, bean-sized raindrops fell down, And there is a trend of getting worse and worse, and in an instant, both of them become drowned chickens.

Originally, it was the coat that was dirty, but now that it's done, the inner coat is also wet, Yan Yan feels sad, it's really bad luck, bad luck!

Yan Yan wiped the rain off his face and looked at Pei Jiming. Pei Jiming was standing with a cloth bag as if nothing had happened.

Yan Yan was furious, he raised his wet sleeves, and rudely wiped the water off Pei Jiming's face: "What are you doing here in a daze! Waiting to be drenched to death? Find a place to hide from the rain!"

Pei Jiming said calmly: "There are bushes and woods all around, there is nowhere to hide."

"..." Yan Yan thought angrily in his heart, isn't it all written in the scriptures, talented men and beautiful women, and heavy rain on the road, don't they all have caves?Pooh!Returning to the cave, there is not even a dog cave!When I was a child, I shouldn't have always read some bad scripts with Sun Baicao!

Yan Yan grabbed Tangyu'er's hand and ran forward: "Then you can't stand and wait for the shower."

The two ran for a moment, but they couldn't find the cave, but they saw a huge protruding rock, standing under it was just enough to shelter from the rain, but the rain had stopped at this time.