Urban Night Returner

After Luo Jing's "please", Biquan imprisoned Shen Mobai in the post for seven days.Tea and water are delivered every day, vegetables and soup are served, and even a few books are bought in the market to send in, but he is not allowed to come out.Fortunately, Shen Mobai is used to indifference and tranquility, he just reads when he is not allowed to go out, and he doesn't feel lonely and boring.Therefore, when Luo Jing strode into the room full of anger, what he saw was Shen Mobai wearing a light blue wide shirt, reclining under the window reading.The sky was cloudy and rainy, but he was as white as jade, and under the dim light of the sky, he seemed to have a slight layer of brilliance.

Luo Jing's heart skipped a beat.Then he joined the army. He has been in the army for ten years, and he only sees people with handles in his eyes. How can there be nephrite and warmth?So masculine too.The Biyan and Biquan brothers and sisters who serve him now are little beggars he picked up from the side of the road. Now that their positions are getting higher, they are accepted as people around them.In comparison, it was more convenient for Biquan to serve him because he was a man in the army.The Biquan brothers and sisters also have seven or eight different colors, compared to Shen Mobai's face, he is only average, but at this moment he is leaning casually, the clothes are Biquan's, a little long, only the fingers are exposed outside the sleeves, and the white water onion childlike.The neckline was slightly open, and Luo Jing's eyes followed the slender neck all the way down, reaching the buttons of the clothes, and they were completely blocked, which made people feel more itchy.

Startled by the sound of footsteps, Shen Mobai raised his head, turned his clear eyes to Luo Jing's face, put down the book in his hand and stood up, but didn't know what to say.But as soon as he stood up, he blocked the light coming in from the window, and the shimmering feeling disappeared immediately. Luo Jing must have thought in his heart that he hadn't been close to Biquan for many days, and he was surprised by such a person. People were also moved, and Wei Wei said with a calm face: "Pack up your things and get ready to go."

Shen Mobai still wanted to make the last effort: "General, my master has a will, and I really can't leave Changzhou. Actually, I don't know much about Fengshui, so it's better to ask someone else to do it."

Luo Jing's eyes were serious: "Stop talking nonsense! Come with me obediently, I won't treat you badly. If you talk any more nonsense, I will send you to the army to comfort my brothers, and then you will not be able to ask for death!"

Shen Mobai was pierced by his gaze, Biquan had already heard the sound and said, "My master is back, can we go on the road?"

Luo Jing said coldly: "Pack up his things and go on the road immediately."

While tidying up, Biquan said, "Master, has the Ministry of War inspected it?"

Luo Jing sneered and said: "What can't be tested? They are clearly delaying time. It's raining, and the road will be difficult to walk, so tell the brothers to hurry up, the shortage of food and grass will be fatal. As long as you arrive at the border on time, everyone Reward for merit."

Shen Mobai wanted to speak at first, but he hesitated for a while when he heard Liangcao's non-continuing sentence, and finally made no further noise, and followed Biquan out the door.All the grain and grass had been packed and loaded into the cart. Luo Jing had prepared an extra simple light carriage for him, and stuffed some luggage, leaving only a little space for him to sit down.Luo Jing got on his horse by himself, and Bi Quan drove the car. With an order, the caravan moved slowly, passed through Changzhou City, and went straight to the border.

It was almost noon, and the streets in Changzhou were crowded with people. When the convoy reached the city gate, they had to stop and leave the city one by one.Shen Mobai's carriage was hung at the end, and there were pedestrians waiting to leave the city beside him, the voice of thieving came directly into the carriage: "Hey, do you know who the general who is holding the food is?"

"who is it?"

"Why don't you know? That's Luo Shoubei's eldest son. Ke killed his mother back then, and now he's ruined his family when he came back."

"What's going on? I live in the north of the city, so I haven't heard of it!"

"Cough! That's what happened in the past few days. Back then, there was a fortune teller who told him that he was the culprit. Kemu beat his father, and he killed his own mother. Later, he was enlisted in the army and left home, and Luo Shouwei was raised. Yes. It’s only been a few days since I came back this time, and I heard that Mrs. Luo has gone crazy, the young master who was less than one year old died suddenly, and the young mistress hanged herself, but she was rescued and sent back to her mother’s house.”

"Hey, what's going on here?"

"What's the trouble? He didn't restrain me!"

"Oh...there is such a terrible fate..."

"No, look at his eyes, they are as sharp as knives, and he is not a kind person..."

Shen Mobai was terrified when he heard it, and just about to lift the curtain to ask a question, the carriage suddenly moved forward and almost pushed him back.Biquan gritted his teeth and said outside the curtain: "Nonsense! Just hearsay, chew your tongues!"

Shen Mobai didn't care to hit his head on the carriage, and probed: "Is what they said true? The young master is really dead? Young mistress also..."

Biquan turned his head sharply, with a stern look on his face: "So what if it's true? That's what they did! If you dare to talk nonsense in front of me, I will chop you off!" With a whip whip, he drove the carriage through the city gate, and then Also ignore Shen Mobai.

Shen Mobai sat in a daze for a long while, then sighed softly, and heard the sound of raindrops hitting the carriage outside the carriage, God, it's raining...

"General, the cliff ahead has collapsed and the road is broken!"

Luo Jing's clothes and armor were already soaked by the rain, the horses had long since stopped riding, they were used to pull grain carts, even he himself was now pushing the carts with the soldiers.After days of rainy days, the mountain road was already so muddy that it was impossible to get out. Once the wheels rolled into it, it was as if they were stuck in fish bladder glue. What's worse, the rain seemed to be getting worse.

"Ask someone to dig it! No matter what, we have to cross the mountain pass tomorrow, and the marshal should have run out of food." This damn rain!He should have left the mountain yesterday.If the rain doesn't stop and food is cut off for more than three days, the consequences will be disastrous!

The soldiers said nothing, and some of them let go of their cars and rushed forward to open the way.The lieutenant came over worriedly: "General, I'm afraid the rain won't stop for a while. The further you go, the harder it is to walk, and there may be water on the mountain, so there will be more collapses like this."

Luo Jing gave him a cold look: "Then we have to go." The damned Ministry of Industry clearly delayed the payment on purpose, otherwise he would have walked seven days earlier, the road was dry and hard, and he might have reached the border by this time.

The deputy general hesitated to speak.He didn't know that food and salary were important, but the longer the rain lasted, the greater the possibility of flash floods ahead, and if he was unlucky, not to mention food and salary, even people would not be able to keep it!

Luo Jing glared at the clouds as black as the bottom of a pot above his head, and smashed hard on the carriage: "Let the brothers rest and eat some dry food, and see if we can light a fire?"

Although the car Shen Mobai was sitting in was leaking everywhere, it could still keep out the rain.When Luo Jing got into the car, he was holding a book and reading it with great interest.Luo Jing glanced at him, flipped through the damp dry food, and took a bite of cold water: "Can you still read?"

Shen Mobai put down the book, found a dry handkerchief and handed it to him: "Wipe off the rain, you'll catch a cold."

Luo Jing waved it away irritably: "I have to go down for a while! I can't get the food and pay, and I'm dead. Are you afraid of catching a cold?"

Shen Mobai withdrew his hand and thought for a while: "This rain can't stop."

Luo Jing was even more anxious: "I know it very well! The goddamn Ministry of Industry is clearly trying to trap the marshal at the border! Without food and pay, why do soldiers fight! Once the border is broken, at least five cities will fall into the hands of the people. ! These people in the court are against each other, and they only suffer from the common people!"

Shen Mobai's expression moved slightly, he lowered his head, and after a while he said softly: "Is there anyone near here?"

Luo Jing didn't know how he would bring this up, and said casually: "There is no one in this kind of place."

There was relief in Shen Mobai's expression, and he said: "If the weather is fine tomorrow, how long will it take you to reach the border?"

Luo Jing sneered: "It's sunny? Will it be sunny this day?"

Shen Mobai asked stubbornly: "If the sky is sunny, how long will it take you?"

Luo Jing thought for a while: "It will take at least three days of sunny days, and the ground must be dry before we can go fast."

Shen Mobai nodded lightly, turned around and began to rummaging in the luggage.Luo Jing looked at him in surprise as he pulled out a pair of scissors and some pieces of cloth, and said, "What are you doing?"

Shen Mobai cut out a human figure from a piece of white cloth, and cut a piece of red cloth into a dress, sewed it on the white cloth human figure with a needle and thread, and replied casually: "Please sweep Qing Niang, and change a few days of sunny days."

Luo Jing can't help but laugh.There are quite a few children in the south of the Yangtze River to play with this Sweeping Lady. Whenever it rains for a long time, someone will make it and hang it under the eaves. The meaning of the sky is sunny, hence the name Sao Qingniang.But this is just a child's plaything, seeing Shen Mobai's expression is very serious, Luo Jing really wanted to scold him for being a joke, but he couldn't say it, so he just stared blankly for a moment.

Shen Mobai sewed the red cloth onto the white cloth figure, turned out the pen and ink, and drew the eyebrows and eyes on the head and face.Although it is only a few strokes, it has the same expression.Luo Jing watched from the side, only felt that after these few strokes, the brows and eyebrows of the out-of-shape thing were ready to move, and it really looked like a woman holding a broom.After Shen Mobai finished painting his eyebrows, he took a needle and pricked it on the tip of his index finger, a drop of bright red blood came out, and he pressed it on the doll's eyebrows, and it was stained with a little bright red, just like a cinnabar mole was born , more and more vividly.He leaned out, hung the finished doll outside the carriage, turned to Luo Jing and said, "Hurry up and go on the road when the weather is clear tomorrow. After three days, it will rain more and there will be mountain torrents."

Luo Jing stared at him not knowing what to say.I just felt that this matter was ridiculous, but seeing the complete solemnity on Shen Mobai's gentle and jade-like face, he couldn't laugh at that sneer no matter what, so he had no choice but to bite his dry food sullenly.However, Shen Mobai seemed to let go of his worries, and actually picked up the book and read it again.Luo Jing was depressed, and his body was exhausted after working for several days. With dry food in his hand, he leaned against the wall of the carriage and fell asleep vaguely.

After sleeping for about an hour, Luo Jing woke up suddenly, only to find that he was covered with a cloak, and Shen Mobai was no longer in the carriage.Luo Zheng listened carefully, and the sound of the rain outside the car seemed to be much quieter.He turned over and looked outside, and sure enough the rain was already as thin as a silk thread. Although it was getting late and he couldn't see whether the rain clouds above his head were about to disperse, he was surprised just that the rain thread was already thin.

Shen Mobai was sitting around the fire with seven or eight soldiers, roasting wet dry food and dried meat on the fire. Luo Jing poked his head out and heard the soldiers burst into laughter. Shen Mobai also smiled slightly, obviously agreeing. We had a great time.Luo Jing frowned and jumped out of the car.A sergeant saw him, stood up quickly and said with a smile: "General, it's raining very lightly. Mr. Shen is really lucky. It will be sunny tomorrow."

Luo Jing glanced at Shen Mobai, the man just smiled faintly, without looking at him, and said softly: "The sky will clear up, and there will be no rain tomorrow, this is not a fortune teller."

The sergeants all laughed and said, "That's Mr. Tuo Chen's auspicious words!"

Shen Mobai smiled and said nothing.The firelight reflected on his face, a layer of rouge appeared, which was delicate and moist, adding a sense of charm.Luo Jing turned his eyes and saw a few soldiers staring at him in a daze. He was suddenly displeased, and said in a deep voice, "Since the weather is fine tomorrow, why don't you rest early and prepare to go on the road? If the weather is fine, then delay the day." , before the border military quartermaster asks you, I will take your heads off first!"

In a word, all the sergeants were so frightened that they hurriedly went to clean up their sleeping quarters, and there was no one around the fire in an instant.Then Luo Jing gave Shen Mobai a cold look: "The weather is still cold, you sit in this vent, and you catch a cold, but no one will delay your trip for you."

Shen Mobai watched the crowd disperse, with a slight expression of loneliness on his face, he lowered his head and roasted his hands on the fire, without answering.He had ten slender fingers on both hands, the firelight reflected them like red jade, and the nails seemed to be translucent, which was indescribably beautiful.Luo Jing looked on coldly, thinking that this person has normal facial features, but rare flesh and blood, delicate skin, if he takes off his clothes, he doesn't know what he will look like.He joined the army when he was young, and he never saw a woman in the army. It was common for brothers to comfort each other, and he didn't think it was different.Now that I have the title of general, and it is the time when I want to be strong, since I have Biquan Biyan brothers and sisters, I have never wronged myself between the bed curtains. Seeing Shen Mobai's delicate and elegant, my mind can't help but go astray .Thinking in my heart, my hand has already reached out and held his hand.There is a chill in the hand, although it has been baked on the fire for a long time, it is still as cold as jade.Luo Jing couldn't help being a little surprised: "It's very cold?" According to the weather, although it is windy and rainy, it is still March, and there is a fire, how can it be so cold?After thinking about it, I thought it was not bad, the army only brought a thin marching quilt, and I found a way to keep warm, so I happened to lie down with the same quilt.

Shen Mobai didn't expect this to come up at all, let him hold it, and smiled slightly: "It's not cold, it's just that my hands are used to it." Luo Jing looked at him, and he looked back at Luo Jing, his eyes were as clear as white porcelain. There are two black agates in the clear water, with a little unsophisticated innocence.

Facing such a gaze, Luo Jing couldn't think about it even if he had any fantasies. He threw away his hands in a disappointment, and said calmly: "Go to bed when it's cold, you have to go on the road tomorrow morning."

Shen Mobai stood up according to the words, the flame danced, cast his figure on the ground, stretched slender, his feet could not be seen clearly, the shadow seemed to be hanging and shaking.Shen Mobai looked at his own shadow in a daze, and suddenly asked: "People on the street say that Mrs. Guard committed suicide by hanging herself, but is it true?"

Luo Jing's face darkened: "What about the real thing? What about the fake one?"

Shen Mobai hesitated for a moment, and finally said in a low voice: "It has been many years, why do you need to expose her, killing a few people for nothing..."

Luo Jing stood up with a thud, with a cold look in his eyes: "What did you say?"

Shen Mobai was overwhelmed by his sudden anger, took a step back unconsciously, pursed his lips subconsciously, and said softly: "Be forgiving and forgiving, she is also a human life after all. Besides, the second son doesn't know, you -"

Luo Jing sneered: "A human life? Isn't my mother a human life? When she forced my mother to die of depression, did someone tell her 'to forgive others and forgive others'?" He took a step, Almost forced Shen Mobai to stick to the carriage, "What do you know? How dare you show off your compassionate face here!"

Shen Mobai couldn't help but stepped back again, leaning his back against the carriage, and said in a low voice: "Heaven's heart is benevolent, and there will be retribution, so why do you have to create more sins?"

Luo Jing laughed loudly: "Heaven is benevolent? I have heard that the heaven and the earth are not benevolent, and treat all things as dogs! Retribution? I was born with a heavy evil, and I suppressed my family and destroyed my family. What kind of retribution is this? Is it my previous life again? What terrible crime did you do?" Although he laughed loudly, his eyes were as cold as a knife's edge, Shen Mobai lowered his head slightly under his gaze, Luo Jing looked at him coldly for a moment, and said coldly: " Get back in the carriage! Just one more word of nonsense, and I'll cut off your tongue! According to Feng Shui, you probably don't need your tongue."

Shen Mobai was chilled by his faint words, moved close to the carriage to the door of the carriage, and climbed into the carriage as if fleeing.Luo Jing sneered, turned around and walked to the fire, stood there for a while, then suddenly kicked up a piece of burning firewood far away.All the sergeants around were silent, not half of them dared to speak out.After a long while, Biquan walked behind him cautiously, and said in a soft voice as much as possible: "Master, rest, we have to go on the road tomorrow."

Luo Jing stood straight, and after a while, slowly turned around, and said in a cold voice, "Tell the brothers to cover up the tarpaulins. If the food gets wet at night, I—" He stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking , slowly looked up to the sky.Biquan was at a loss, and also raised his head.The sky was already dark and there was nothing.Biquan looked at Luo Jing puzzled.He only heard his general say slowly: "The rain has stopped."