Trying to keep clean every day

The road was bumpy and boring, and Shen An looked at the boy from the side from time to time.Looking closer, the young man is almost as pale as paper, his eye sockets are deep and black, the trend of eyebrows and the high nose bridge add a bit of heroism to this tender and pale face.After all, a child, in such a harsh environment, how could he not be afraid?

Shen Mu saw that the boy's pale blue fingers hidden in his sleeves were trembling.

Shen Shen sighed, thinking to himself, I don't know what the child has committed, and being locked up here is miserable.After thinking about it, I don't seem to be any different.

Why meet each other before, everyone is equally miserable.It was a hit-and-miss.

After thinking about it, he didn't remember whether such a child was described in the original book, and he didn't know how they dealt with the rogues here. What he sighed was that the future of the two of them was uncertain.

The future is still unknown, Shen Huan feels that he may not even be able to pass this hurdle right now.In order to escape from the dungeon, the body was poisoned, and time was running out, but fell into the prison car with injuries all over his body, the water and rice hadn't entered, and the water... That boy had a water bag pinned to his waist!

So, for a sip of water, Shen Han had no choice but to take the initiative to strike up a conversation, knowing that he was not easy to mess with, and carefully worded:

"Don't be afraid, I don't look fierce, I'm really not a rogue, they caught the wrong one."

The boy ignored it.

"You are so young, you don't look like a villain at all. Could it be that you have been wronged?"

The boy still ignored it, and his face became even uglier.

Shen silently pointed to the water bag on his waist: "Well, I'm too thirsty, can you give me a sip?"

The young man lowered his eyelids, nodded, and the shadow of his eyelashes fell on an inconspicuous cinnabar mole on the edge of his lids.

Shen An raised his head and drank a few big gulps, only to feel that the water was extraordinarily sweet and clear.He returned the water sac to the original owner, and returned a lot to the boy. After that, there was a long turbulence and silence. Shen Hu once suspected that the boy was a mute.

After the convoy left Yongzhou, after wandering for a while, around the evening of this day, they came under a certain city gate, probably to supply supplies.

The prison cart passed the city gate, looked up silently, and saw the word "Jingtang" engraved on the top of the city gate in the distance.

As soon as they passed the city gate, some local officials came forward to greet them. They silently watched the nodding and bowing behavior of the local officials. The officials who escorted them were not young. Could it be that such a big battle was just to escort these rogues?His silent gaze rested on the young man beside him. Among the crowd, he was the most different.

The general in armor seemed to like the courteousness of the local officials, and his face was radiant when he spoke in an official tone, beckoning:

"There is no need to be too polite. I passed by here on business. I heard that the tide in Jingtang is a grand event in the world, so I came here on a whim. I just wrote a poem for watching the tide. If I have time, I should have a light meal and continue on my way. Don't delay. "

The local officials cupped their hands: "The mighty Chu Jinjiawei are all rare golden alchemy masters, how can you be disrespectful when it comes to food and drink. Come here, Deyuelou will host a banquet, entertaining according to the highest standard!"

"General, you are really in the right place. Now, on the eve of Mid-Autumn Festival, it is a good time to watch the tide."

The official's hand wished he could reach the sky: "At that time, the turbid waves rose high, and it was spectacular."

Shen An heard about Deyue Tower again. The original owner was imprisoned in Yongzhou just to go to Deyue Tower to eat, drink and have fun. Unexpectedly, there is also Deyue Tower in Jingtang Town. This kind of black-hearted business that makes money is actually a chain.Eating radishes salty and thinking worriedly, does this general of Jinjiawei count as eating and drinking with public funds?

He has heard of Jin Dan, probably because of the setting of force, this book is a style of comprehension.However, look at this general's tiger-headed and tiger-headed appearance, is it rare to be a master of Jindan?

As for the supplies, Shen Shen admitted that he was thinking too much.In this barbaric story, how officers and soldiers would supply supplies for the rogues, the word "humanitarian" will not be invented in 800 years.

Therefore, Jin Jiawei was invited upstairs to drink and watch the tide. The rogues in the prison car gathered near the riverside dam and were guarded by local officers and soldiers.

From a silent perspective, you can also see a little bit of the edge of the tide, which is indeed quite spectacular. A few sour poems from the ancients came to mind, and I whispered casually:

"At first there was thunder and it was suspected to be rain, but suddenly the sea seemed to be overturned and the mountain seemed to be floating."

The officers and soldiers knocked on the prison car viciously: "What are you muttering about!"

Shen An shrank back: "It's nothing..."

But he accidentally touched the corner of the boy's clothes, and the boy looked up at him with cold eyes.

Shen silently cursed, why is such a pretty face like ice cubes, even if you don't think the poems I read are educated, you shouldn't look at me like that.

A crowd of ordinary people gathered near the dam, noisily pointing fingers at the tide.In addition to the crying of the child on the neck and the stamping and jumping of the people behind who are blocked from the view, there are also the sounds of people chatting.

"Did you see those bandits?"

"I heard that they are going to be exiled to Baichuan in the Southern Wilderness."

"Bai Chuan is miserable. There is no grass in the distant desert. Even if he is not starved to death and thirsty, the wind and sand will become a monster, and ordinary foundation-builder cultivators can't bear it. What's more, those who can't practice qi have only the brute force of looting houses. Bai Chuan The evil wind will eat them down to the bones."

Shen Shen sighed, it was so miserable, it turned out that they were going to be exiled to the desert, or the kind that often had sandstorms, it was absolutely miserable.

In addition, from between the lines of their words, Shen An could feel their admiration for those who cultivated the truth and cultivated Qi. Sure enough, the world respects martial arts.

"What's wrong with not being able to practice qi? There are a lot of people who can't practice qi in the world. Without the blessing of qi training, there is nothing wrong with keeping yourself safe and living a good life."

The elder brother interrupted in a bad tone.

Someone retorted: "You are talking about bandits, but not about you. Why are you so anxious? I know that you are the person in town who has the best chance of joining the sect, so you don't have to be so excited every time you mention Qi training."

"Whoever said I was excited, I just said that if you can't practice Qi, being an ordinary person of duty is a hundred times better than their Zhehua Villa forcibly cultivating crooked ways!"

Hearing Zhehua Villa, Shen Mu's attention became more concentrated.

In his impression, the protagonists in the book are the people from Zhehua Villa, he has to stay away, and he doesn't want to get involved with the protagonists' gossip.Shen Huan thought about it, since he came here, he will be at ease, if he can survive, he will find a remote place to live a normal life.At least I don't have to memorize medical books anymore, and I can do something I want to do.

At the mention of Zhehua Villa, this group of villagers, who were almost at odds with each other, suddenly united and all spoke out in unison.

"Of course! Comparing us to Zhehua Villa is an insult to us. Who doesn't know that Zhehua Villa is a prostitution sect in the world, and monks practice sorcery through making peace with each other, and there is no clean person."

"But I heard that there has been no news of people from Zhehua Villa in the past ten years. Do you think they have retired?"

"That's because they were beaten by Xuan Jianzong to be human, and I heard that they were originally transformed from flower demons and foxes, and they are not human at all. How can people know the illusion of manipulating dead things? They eat people, and they only pick on the dead. The child of the full moon drinks."

"Zhang Yuanwai's newly married concubine disappeared on the night of his wedding. His wife is as beautiful as a flower. In all likelihood, it was the people from Zhehua Villa who did it."

"Tailor Li lost ten bolts of cloth and reported it to the officials. The officials also said that it was Zhehua Villa, so there is no way to investigate."

The more Shen An listened, the more mysterious he became, and he was thinking about how true and false what they said, when he saw the young man beside him shivering, and his complexion turned paler.It's true that the wind is strong by the river, but it's not so unrestrained.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Shen An asked the boy.

The boy hid his trembling fingers in his sleeves, clutched the cuffs and clenched his fists tightly, without saying a word.

Not long after, the Golden Armored Guard returned from watching the tide, and they continued on their way.

After leaving Jingtang Town, we continued to drive for a while. The sky gradually darkened, and the convoy stopped in the valley to rest for the night.The night wind from the mountains passed through the valley, making him extraordinarily cool and sober, and Shen Huan felt that the young man beside him was shaking even more violently.

Was it not because he was afraid, but because he felt cold?Shen silently touched the thickness of his clothes, but the weather is not so cold that it makes people shiver.

In the middle of the moon, after a thrilling day, he was so tired that he fell asleep even if he was in the prison car, even if there were other people in the prison car, even if he absolutely could not accept sleeping with others before.

Until the middle of the night, Shen Hu felt something rubbing against him in a ignorant way, which woke him up suddenly.

The young man's pale cheeks rubbed against his warm chest, his eyes were tightly closed, the center of his brows was twisted into a shallow "Chuan", his lips were as blue as frost, trembling.

This was not enough. When the young man was scratching, his slender and icy fingers touched the silent palm, and then stretched them into the cuff along the source of heat. His fingers kept trembling. Stretching in, he randomly grabbed Shen An's exposed half of his wrist, and the trembling gradually slowed down.

The wrist was firmly grasped, and the part where the skin touched was silently and passively feeling the transmission of the coldness. His hand was really cold, bone-piercingly cold, continuous cold.

Shen An tried the boy's forehead with the back of the other hand, it was also cold.The child's illness was weird, beyond what Shen Shen could explain.He recalled the boy's stubbornness when he first met him during the day, and then looked down at the slightly trembling side face in his arms, and suddenly lost sleepiness.

Shen An was not used to touching people so intimately before, but now he has no way to push this child away.Thinking silently, this child is so cold that he has lost his mind, maybe his own body temperature can save his life, and besides, he even drank other people's water during the day... At worst, he will just be awkward like this, bear with it a little longer, It will be fine at dawn, and there is no need to go back to sleep.

Shen Shen, who was sober, could vaguely smell some burning fabrics, mixed with oil, and before he had time to think about what it was, he saw that the tail of the convoy was already in flames, and a fire dragon was approaching them with its long tongue, and the fire spread quickly There is no time.

The boy in his arms was also awakened by the change. Although his voice was weak, it was clear and intense: "Run away, it is Tunlongyan, which cannot be destroyed."

Hearing the sound, Shen Hu didn't expect the young man to be so vigilant after being so ill, and the expression on his face was a little dull and confused, and he said in a panic: "So you are not dumb?"

......

"I keep the short blade in my sleeve."

The boy's arms are still stiff and unable to bend or stretch.

Shen An took out the dagger and hacked the cage with all his strength, but only left several marks of different shades on the wall... Unexpectedly, the broken wood is quite strong, and it can't be chopped.

Seeing that the tongue of fire was about to lick his face, the young man grabbed the short blade, broke open the cage with the knife in one hand, and avoided the attack of the tongue of fire with Shen Mu in the other hand.

But the young man was brave for a moment, dodging the flames, the young man fainted.

I was dizzy when I fell down, and I was so dizzy that I was caught off guard.

He had no choice but to use his limited physical strength to run aimlessly in the mountains with the young man on his back, but he felt his legs were getting heavier and heavier, the shouts of killing behind him were getting louder and louder, and there was nowhere to go in front of him.

Shen An had no choice but to hug him and jump off the cliff.

The author has something to say: Shen silent/wisdom face/: As we all know, falling off a cliff in ancient texts is usually not gg, let alone this is only Chapter 2.

The boy in black/expressed doubts but was too lazy to speak/: Hmm.