[Red Mansion] Koi Jia Hu

The Holy Son of the Longevity Sect sent his men to get Jia Hu's hair. After they left, he lay on the bed by himself and fell asleep comfortably.

He fell asleep thinking of Jia Hu's death in his fantasy, and had a sweet dream.

But later, for some reason, the sweet dream of the Son turned into a nightmare in an instant.

Countless ghosts who died of the plague came to seek his life.The sky and the earth surrounded him from side to side, making him nowhere to escape, and then tore his body and soul into pieces and ate them in his mouth.

"what--!"

The feeling of the body and soul being torn apart by life was too real, the Holy Son was covered in cold sweat, and woke up from the nightmare with a scream.

Opening his eyes in horror, he was in a trance, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, rolled out of bed and ran out the door.

"Help! Come, come, come and save me!"

The Longevity Cultist guarding the door heard the sound, and hurriedly pulled out the weapon worn on his waist and rushed into the room.

The lights were dim, and I couldn't see clearly in the room.

In addition, the Son of the Longevity Sect was still in a state of not fully waking up, only thinking about escaping, and didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment at all.

As a result, he ran into the believers who rushed in face to face.

The most unlucky thing was that he himself sent his own body into the long sword in the hand of a believer who rushed in to save him.The left shoulder was stabbed straight, and almost pierced into the heart.

The moonlight fell on the sword, and the silver light shone on the sword surface, and the bright red blood could be seen flowing down the sword body like a gurgling stream.

The Saint Son of the Longevity Sect stared at his injured left shoulder with trembling lips, and slowly moved his eyes along the sword body to the owner of the sword. He gritted his teeth and said with pain: "You, how dare you... hurt this Saint..."

The stunned believer suddenly shook his body, quickly let go of his hands and hid behind him, and stuck the innocent long sword on the shoulder of the Holy Son.

"It was you who bumped into it. It's not the fault of your subordinates. You can only blame yourself for being too unlucky." I don't know what I said at all.

Shengzi's face turned purple and then black, and his eyes became cannibalistic.

The disciples made him feel more flustered, and hurriedly said: "This subordinate will pull out the sword for you."

The moment the last sentence sounded, the bewildered believers immediately reached out and pulled the weapon from the Son's shoulder.

I saw a stream of warm blood splashing out and splashing on the ground, followed by the blood in Shengzi's body flowing out like a river breaking an embankment. The cry made him doubt his life in pain.

Witnessing the suffocating operation of the believers, several other believers were dumbfounded and turned to look at him mechanically.

The Holy Son squatted on the ground covering his wound, his head was dizzy from the blood loss, and he mobilized all his strength to yell at the man. "Pig brain! Are you trying to kill me!"

The innocent believer waved his hands and shook his head anxiously, flustered in his heart and mind, unable to say anything to explain.

"Kneel down for me, and I'll deal with you later." After commanding the believer with shaking hands and gritting his teeth, the Holy Son turned his head to look at the few people beside him. "Do you want me to die too? Why don't you go get the medicine and bandages and bandage my wound!"

The few people were shouted back to their souls by the Holy Son, and then they hurriedly treated the wound of the Holy Son.

It was not difficult to apply medicine and bandage, and soon the injury on his shoulder was taken care of by several people.

Glaring angrily at the believers kneeling on the ground, the Holy Son looked at his red-stained clothes with distaste, and was about to call for someone to get a clean one to change into.

However, at this moment, a person stumbled and ran over.When he was approaching the Holy Son, he fell hard because he forgot to look at the threshold.

Regardless of the injury from the fall, the man hurriedly got up and said, "Holy Son! Something is wrong! Our people discovered that the thirteenth prince of the Central Plains led about [-] soldiers and horses, heading towards the branch hall. "

Shengzi suddenly turned pale, stood up in shock, accidentally pulled the wound, and could not help but groan.

Only the person who passed the news said emotionally: "Our branch hall is hidden in the deep mountains and wild forests. Because of the rumors that there are ghosts here, no one dares to approach it on weekdays. Although not Knowing how the thirteen princes know where we are, but the soldiers and horses are approaching here in a straight line, it must be that our sect has been exposed."

"They have a lot of soldiers and horses, we are not opponents, we can't face them head-on. Please also ask the Holy Son to order a retreat as soon as possible, if you don't go until you are surrounded by the soldiers and horses of the Central Plains, everything will be too late!"

Squeezing the palms of his hands, the Holy Son's brain turned rapidly.

Thinking of the fact that he had ordered his subordinates to go to Wucheng to fetch Jia Hu's hair tonight, he then thought that it was most likely his own fault that caused the exposure of the Longevity Sect.

Rolling his eyes, he concealed his guilty conscience, and immediately ordered: "Let's go! Pass the order, everyone leave Wucheng, and follow me back to the Head Teacher of the Xi Clan!"

There is a saying in the Central Plains that if you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood.

Although this plague plan may fail because of this, as long as he saves his life, he will have another chance.

The believers who "injured" people had no time to deal with it, and several people helped the unlucky and injured Son onto the horseback.Under the leadership of the latter, all the members of the Longevity Sect rode their horses towards the border of the Western tribe.

For a while, in this wild mountain and wild forest, the sound of horseshoes was so loud that even the ground was slightly shaken by the horses.

"Hoohoho!"

Suddenly, the sprinting white tiger stopped, facing a certain direction of the forest and roaring again and again.

Immediately afterwards, several horses in the restaurant turned their heads in that direction and barked wildly.

"Hu'er, what do you mean?" Tu Yuan looked down at Jia Hu on the white tiger's back.

Jia Hu pointed to the direction Baihu and the restaurant horse pointed out, and translated: "Baihu and Ma'er smelled from the wind that the people from the Longevity Sect ran towards that direction."

"The enemy has discovered our soldiers and horses, and they have abandoned the camp and fled." Holding up the torch in his hand, Tu Yuan pointed at the direction where Shengzi and his party fled, and shouted loudly: "Follow the white tiger closely, follow me to catch up, and never stop!" Don’t allow them to escape back to the Xi Clan!”

The soldiers and horses that had stopped changed their positions and started again.

With an idea, Jia Hu used his hands to block the wind blowing towards him, and shouted at a few restaurant horses: "All the horses shouted, try to summon your fellows from the Longevity Sect!"

During the sprint, the wind was loud and the voice was low, Jia Hu yelled several times in a row, and the restaurant horse finally heard his voice.

The next moment, they used their loudest voices to call out to their fellows.

The horses under the five thousand cavalry behind Jia Hu heard it, and suddenly called out in unison, loud and clear.

Noticing their addition, the corners of Jia Hu's lips on the back of the tiger turned up, and he couldn't help but smile sweetly with his eyes bent.

As soon as he laughed twice, a mischievous wind took the opportunity to break into his throat.Jia Hu let the blowing cough a few times, and quickly lowered his head and buried his face in the white tiger's fur.

The group of horses shouting in unison was carried away by the wind and spread far away, and it floated into the ears of the Holy Son and the Longevity Cultists, and also entered the ears of the horses they were riding.

Knowing that the sound of the horse was made by the army horses brought by Tu Yuan, the Holy Son and the congregation were at a loss when they heard it, and couldn't understand what happened to them.

Remembering that he was still running for his life, the curiosity of Shengzi and the others didn't last long, and they were suppressed in a while.Instead, he hoped that Tu Yuan and his party would encounter an accident, so as to buy themselves more time to escape.

It was in such a mood that they suddenly noticed that the horses under their buttocks stopped together, raised their heads and barked happily.

The Holy Son reined in the rein and said angrily: "Shut up! Shut up! Don't scream! The sound has attracted the enemy, you just wait to die with us!!"

The group of horses ignored his anger and words, not only screaming more jubilantly, but also turned around and ran back, giving no time to think at all.

All the members of the Changsheng Sect were fooled by the magical operation of the horses.

When they came back to their senses the next moment, they were all shocked, and the hairs all over their bodies exploded like a frightened cat.

The Holy Son roared hoarsely, forgetting even the pain of the wound. "Stupid horse! Where are you going!"

"Stop! Stop!"

He held back his urine for a long time and didn't dare to urinate. Seeing this picture now, he was so anxious that he almost peed out.Unfortunately, no matter how he shouted or how he reined in the horses, the horses showed no sign of stopping.

The bandaged wound on his left shoulder continued to ooze blood. Seeing the light of the torches of the soldiers and horses led by Tu Yuan from a distance, Shengzi's nervous heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Finally discovering the purpose of the group of horses, he stared at the excited horses running under him in disbelief, feeling like he was going crazy. "You traitors actually carried us to the enemy's soldiers and horses, and surrendered to the enemy!"

Seeing that the distance with the enemy was getting closer and closer, the members of the Longevity Sect were about to cry, shouting for the Holy Son.

The Holy Son went crazy and said, "The horses are all crazy! Everyone jumped on their horses, abandoned their horses and fled!"

The horse is still galloping, and in this case, jumping off the horse carries the risk of injury.

But compared with falling into Tu Yuan's hands, Shengzi decided to jump.

The entire group of the Changsheng Sect also thought the same way. Seeing that the Holy Son jumped off the horse in the lead, they immediately closed their eyes, protected their vitals and jumped off.

With luck, some people may vault unscathed.

But the luck of this group of people is really not very good. After landing, they either fall here or fall there.

In short, none of them are harmless.

But they were dying, and they didn't have time to care about whether they were hurt or not, so they hurriedly supported each other to get up, and wanted to hide in the jungle.

He staggered and ran a few hundred steps, and suddenly there was the sound of horseshoes ahead.

In the blink of an eye, the troops led by Jia Hu stopped in front of the embarrassed group.

The Holy Son's face turned pale, and he immediately realized that at some point, the court soldiers and horses split up halfway, and some of them extinguished the torches, and turned to their rear to block people.

The weapons they were carrying were lost when they fled in a hurry, and each of them was injured because of the vaulting horse. Shengzi and his party couldn't even show the ability to resist.

Facing a mass of murderous cavalry behind Jia Hu, their expressions were extremely desperate.

"I caught you!" Jia Hu said crisply.

He sat on the majestic white tiger's back, holding his face and smiling as sweetly as possible.

But Shengzi felt that his mouth was as bitter as if he had eaten yellow lotus.

Not long after, Tu Yuan also led his soldiers and horses, as well as the herd of horses they defected to the enemy, to this place, and ordered people to tie up Shengzi and others.

Jia Hu took Tu Yuan's hand and jumped off the back of the tiger. First, he thanked the Changsheng Sect horses who responded to his side, and then hugged the heads of several restaurant horses.

He stroked the horse's head, looked at Shengzi and said, "You are all good, the only good thing is that you have raised a group of good horses."

"We didn't know the branch of the Longevity Sect in Wucheng. Thanks to the horses you kept in the Chengdong Restaurant, they led us to find it here. There is also a group of people over there who heard the call of our horses. Without even thinking about it, I brought you back to find us."

Jia Hu pointed to the horses on this side, then pointed to the horses on the other side, and said sweetly with a smile: "They are all very good, Brother Thirteen and I accepted them without hesitation."

Tu Yuan sincerely thanked: "Thank you for your kindness in nurturing them for many years."

Fully understanding the meaning of Jia Hu's words, recalling the scene of the group of horses rebelling just now, the Son finally understood that he was defeated by a group of horses raised by the sect.

Looking at the smiling faces of Jia Hu and Tu Yuan, Shengzi broke down emotionally, sniffed, and cried out with a wow.

After thousands of calculations, he lost to a group of horses in the end, he was so wronged!

He is so unconvinced!

Are all these horses devils?