Become a cat [Zhan Zhao]

At dawn, they got rid of the chasing monster and fled into the deep mountains.

The mist shrouded the mountains, and the green mountains gradually became brighter. From time to time, one or two birdsong broke the silence.And after a while, the chirping of birds will become the unfailing music in the mountains until the night falls again.

Alan was almost too tired to stand up. Holding Xiao Zhanzhao in her arms, she staggered along the rugged mountain forest.Qingjiu walked beside her, with a terrible wound on his right arm, so he could only hold the knife in his left hand.That's why he had no choice but to hand over his younger brother to Ah Lan - he had to keep his hands free to be vigilant.

And Ah Lan was not much better, the fierce battle last night caused countless cuts on her body, the most serious one was on her leg, the hot weather even made the wound start to ooze pus.

But what really frightened her was Qingjiu.Now she finally understands what Qingjiu said several times, "It seems that you really don't know Qingjiu".Ah Lan originally thought that Zhan Zhao was the most powerful swordsman he had ever seen, but Qingjiu... No, Qingjiu is not a swordsman, nor is he like Zhan Zhao.

Qingjiu is like a knife, a knife for killing people.His moves are not beautiful, but they are quick and effective. His nerves are like steel, without hesitation, he kills decisively.If it wasn't for him last night, Ah Lan believed that both she and Zhan Zhao would have to explain where she was.Right now, in the mist that was dyed thin red by the rising sun, she finally saw that Qingjiu was almost covered in blood.Half of the blood was his, half was not his.

It is almost impossible to take Zhan Zhao away from this person.Once again, A Lan realizes that the biggest difficulty of this trip is actually Zhan Zhao's brother.She couldn't tell him the truth, because she couldn't be sure whose face "Jiu" actually existed in this dream.But she can't deal with Qingjiu, because the opponent's martial arts are far higher than her own.

what to do?Now there are only two days left in the three days, and according to what Han Shi said, it will take a certain amount of time to go straight to the east.

Lan looked down at Xiao Zhanzhao who was so tired that he fell asleep with full of melancholy, his sore arms gradually regained some strength.Although he is only a child, Zhan Zhao has already shown enough calmness.Ah Lan was a little lucky, many times last night she was afraid that Zhan Zhao would be injured or even captured and killed by those monsters, but he was almost unharmed until the end.

Qingjiu really thinks highly of this younger brother, even though he is seriously injured, he can protect him so well.Alan was a little curious about how the other party did it - she was barely able to protect herself, let alone take care of others.

"Okay, let's rest here." Qing Jiu said suddenly, he put the knife back on his back, and reached out to take Zhan Zhao back.

Alan had a feeling that if she showed any uncooperative expression at this time, Qingjiu's knife would be stabbed faster than inserting it back, and then let her body be separated.

Here is a protruding boulder, surrounded by weeds, so tall that it can almost cover the whole person.It must have rained a while ago, and water was dripping from the rock.

Alan rubbed his arms, pulled a palm-sized leaf from the ground and gathered it together to catch the water dripping from the stone.This kind of water may not be clean, but drinking some is better than dying of thirst.

The singing of the birds gradually became brighter, and Alan raised his arms until his arms were sore, and only then did he fill a leaf.She walked slowly to Qingjiu, who was sitting cross-legged on a dry place, and handed him the leaves.

Qingjiu took it, helped his younger brother to feed him the water, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

"It should be." A Lan also looked down at Xiao Zhan Zhao who was still sleepy, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.At this moment, there was a noise in the grass, and Alan jumped up in shock, only to find that a cat had crawled out.

Qingjiu smiled suddenly: "Cats can scare you like this?" He stretched out his hand as he spoke, and he was in the mood to tease the cat, "Little guy, are you lost?"

The cat rubbed Qingjiu's hand affectionately.

A Lan looked at the cat suspiciously, always feeling that this cat looked very similar to the one she had seen yesterday, so she asked absent-mindedly, "Do you like cats very much?"

"It's okay." Qingjiu also replied absent-mindedly, "Are you going to explain to me what you said yesterday?"

Allan immediately forgot all about cats and said with a headache, "It's more complicated than you think, and I can't explain it clearly."

"If you keep using this kind of words to prevaricate me, you will never be able to explain it clearly." Qingjiu raised his head and looked at A Lan coldly, "We fought side by side last night, you said those things It's coming for you. If we parted ways now, what do you think are the chances of you surviving?"

Alan bit her lip, those monsters were not a problem, but she couldn't let Qingjiu take Zhan Zhao away.

While stroking the cat obediently nestled next to him, Qingjiu said to A Lan: "We should treat each other honestly, it's good for you and me, don't you think so?"

A Lan was still silent, she sat down on the ground wearily, and lowered her head to grab the grass on the ground.Qingjiu sneered, and stopped talking to Ah Lan.However, the cat jumped up lightly from his hand, walked towards Alan leisurely, lowered its head and sniffed the grass roots she threw aside.

"Little bastard without a conscience." Qing Jiu murmured, not knowing who he was scolding.

After resting until the sun was high, several people dragged their tired bodies and started on the road again.Xiao Zhanzhao finally woke up and followed Qingjiu silently, obviously what happened last night frightened him to a certain extent.

No one brought up the idea of ​​parting ways, and both of them had their own concerns.And A Lan also found helplessly that they were moving slowly towards the east impartially.

Is it going to go on like this?Alan thought distraughtly, when the time comes to really leave this terrible dream, will she bring anything else besides Zhan Zhao? Where is the "dove"?

However, Alan couldn't get the answers to these questions, because in the afternoon, the sky suddenly darkened.The sky was still clear before, but in the blink of an eye, the sky turned a bruised deep purple, and large dark clouds gathered.The mountain forest was shaken by the sudden gust of wind and could not stop roaring, the surroundings were almost as dark as night.Anyone could see that the heavy rain was coming, and the damp smell in the air was so strong that it was impossible to ignore.

"Oops." Alan murmured, and as soon as the words fell, big drops of rain fell on her nose, and then Alan finished speaking, "...it's raining."

Qingjiu tore off his outer robe casually and put it on his younger brother's head, then quickened his pace and said loudly: "There is a gazebo not far ahead to shelter from the rain, let's go quickly."

"How do you know, you've been here before?" A Lan couldn't help asking when she followed up, "I didn't see anything, where is the gazebo?"

Qingjiu didn't answer.

And the big raindrops hit for a while, and then stopped suddenly.Immediately afterwards, heavy rain poured down.In the blink of an eye, all three of them were drowned.Alan limped and desperately followed Qingjiu's pace, blinking constantly in the rain, wanting to see the gazebo that Qingjiu said could shelter from the rain.

Then she saw, a cornice sticking out among the thick green leaves.Ah Lan couldn't help cheering up, pointing to Qingjiu loudly, "Is it there?"

Qingjiu also looked over there when he heard the sound, and suddenly, even through the curtain formed by the rain, Alan could see his face change drastically.She turned her head to look at the gazebo that had revealed the true face of Mount Lu, but was surprised to find that there was already a person in the gazebo.

"Who is that?" Alan couldn't help asking.

Qingjiu didn't answer, his face seemed to be made of stone, stiff, pale and lifeless.Xiao Zhanzhao seemed to have sensed something, grabbed his hand and raised his head, and asked softly, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"It's okay. Ah Zhao, you and..." Qingjiu clenched his fists and coughed in a low voice, "wait here with this sister. I want to go over and have a look."

Xiao Zhanzhao reluctantly let go of Qingjiu's hand.

"Who is that?" Ah Lan asked again, when Qingjiu was walking towards the gazebo.

Qingjiu replied coldly: "Stay here."

Ah Lan's unwilling eyes followed Qingjiu's back, but when she inadvertently looked at the gazebo further away, she suddenly saw clearly the person who had been hiding among the trees before.

She could clearly see the other person's face under the cloak, and all the details were so clear for a moment, that even the heavy rain that was pouring down seemed to disappear.She couldn't help but realize strongly—that person is the real Qingjiu, and the person walking towards the gazebo right now is "Jiu".

As if to confirm this feeling, the "green wine" in the gazebo suddenly raised his head towards Alan. Alan saw his lips move slightly, and silently said three words to her:

kill him.

But when Qingjiu approached the gazebo step by step, the person he saw was not himself, but a person Qingjiu would never forget in his life.

The last person he killed in his short seven-year career as a killer.

Qingjiu walked into the gazebo step by step on the stone steps, the heavy rain drenched him completely, just like when he killed that person that night.And in this mountain pavilion, the man with gray hair on his temples turned his head towards him, his wrinkled face was just like Qingjiu's memory.

When Qingjiu stabbed the knife into the chest of the other party that night, the expression on that face was exactly the kind of stunned and dazed expression.

A flash of lightning suddenly illuminated the mountains, and a moment later, a thunderclap exploded in the valley, almost shaking the sky and the earth.

"There you are," he sighed.

Qingjiu's fingers twitched slightly, he hesitated to speak, and finally just pressed his hand on the handle of the knife.Another bolt of lightning fell on the mountain, instantly illuminating the opponent's face, Qingjiu seemed to see that face was splattered with blood.But when he looked closely, there was nothing.

The man's eyes fell on Qingjiu's hand, he seemed to be in a daze, and asked after a while: "Do you still want to kill me so much?"

"It's always right to be cautious." Qingjiu replied, he parroted this sentence as if he couldn't help it, his tone was the same as that of the person who always said this sentence.

The man laughed loudly, he said: "Qing Zi Xing Jiu, you are the most proud disciple in my life." He sighed again, "But it is my most unfilial son."

"Do you have a son who is more filial than me?" Qingjiu asked with a smile on his face.

The man looked out of the gazebo, and he said, "If you hadn't taken Zhao'er away from me, he would definitely be stronger than you, and he would be more filial to his father than you." His voice paused, almost He laughed maliciously, "Have you told him that you have committed the crime of patricide?"

"No. He doesn't need to know this." A shadow passed across Qingjiu's face, "You are not my father either. My father has already died at my hands, no matter what you are or what monster you are, you are not him. "The more this man talks, the more sure he is of this.Because Qingjiu clearly knew what his father would say to him if he really stood in front of him at this moment.

It's definitely not what the person in front of me said.

But the man laughed, and he said softly: "Then your father told you, never get distracted in front of the enemy?"

"Do I look distracted?" Qing Jiu asked with a sneer while tightening his fingers.

The corner of the man's lips curled up: "I don't mean me..." Before he finished speaking, Alan, who had sneaked near the pavilion, jumped up, the long stick in his hand was split into two, and the sharp blade pierced Qingjiu's back.

The voice covered the sound of Ah Lan's footsteps, so that Qingjiu didn't realize that the other party had slipped closer in time.But that didn't kill him.

The real dangerous person is on the opposite side.

Just when Qingjiu wanted to draw his sword to block, an invisible force wrapped around his arm, like an invisible snake coiled around his arm, and then tightened tightly.

This made Qingjiu slow down for a moment.In just a moment, the sharp blade pierced through his back, and the blood-stained tip pierced his chest.

Qingjiu snorted, he could almost guess the expression on his face: shocked, confused.And the man opposite him disappeared like a puff of smoke, as if he had never existed before.Qingjiu heard the hoarse exclamation of his younger brother outside the gazebo.

A Lan panted heavily and pulled out the sharp knife, she had a severe headache, as if she could still hear the "real" Qingjiu whispering "Kill him", "Kill him" to her.

Green wine finally fell down.

The stick in Ah Lan's hand also fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and she heard Xiao Zhanzhao's messy footsteps behind him, he stumbled into the gazebo, then threw himself on Qingjiu and cried loudly.

The serious injury enough to kill made Qingjiu's mouth gush with blood, and his eyes slipped over the pale A Lan's body in a daze, and finally fell on his younger brother's face.The darkness had already arrived before everyone could notice it, but a flash of lightning suddenly illuminated the world, followed by the roar of thunder.

Qingjiu suddenly felt a chill spread from the bottom of his heart, but he could no longer say a word to warn Alan.

——Zhan Zhao's eyes are smiling.