Startled Meng

The carriage galloped like an arrow, tearing a gap in the night.The moonlight poured down like fresh blood, dyeing the crushed leaves slapped into the car with a fishy-sweet smell, which was disgusting.

The strong wind blowing in made Yan Ci's camera hurt, and his wet hair was already dried, but if the turbulence continued, the torrential water in his stomach would soon stain his dry clothes.

Yan Cijing was blindfolded, tied his hands and feet and threw them on the ground. Feeling the vibration of the plank, he guessed that there were three people in the car, including the groom.

The other party came prepared. The reason the brown-clothed thief made a big commotion on the street was to lure him into the bait. This was known when he was knocked unconscious by the escaped brown-clothed man in his room.

At this time, he has been out of Jiangling for a long time, and it is almost impossible for him to escape alone, but he is unwilling to sit and wait for death, as there are many guesses in his mind that must be confirmed.

He said: "The bandits near Yongshan are entangled in a team, doing all kinds of evil, don't take the big road."

No one paid attention to him, Yan Cijing was about to suspect that he had guessed the wrong place, when he heard the people in the car yell to stop.

Sure enough, it's going north!

It's a pity that Yan Cijing was not allowed to ask again, the gangster blocked his mouth with a rag, took out a dagger and slapped him on the face, threatening: "If you dare to move around, I will kill you!"

Yan Cijing is not afraid of losing his life. The other party obeys orders and takes him to Beijing and won't really touch him. However, there are many ways to torture people without harming their lives. Yan Cijing doesn't want to try them all, so he nodded obediently. Listen to the movement of the gangster getting off the car.

A "squeak" was the sound of the door opening. Calculating the time, they should have arrived at the inn halfway, and he vaguely heard the sound of tables and chairs moving.

If he wanted to stay in the hotel, he would not have been left in the car. Yan Cijing sighed, and moved his hands and feet that had been detained all the way. It was even more uncomfortable, not only in his body, but also in his heart. I don’t know what happened to Meng Jingyuan, but Found him missing?

After several days of nightmares, he didn't reveal anything to Meng Jingyuan. He was a little anxious, worried that he and Meng Jingyuan would be separated, and Meng Jingyuan would never find him again.

While Yan Cijing was in a trance, a group of people and horses rushed out in the dark, and the horseshoes raised dust. The movement became louder and louder, so loud that even Yan Cijing in the carriage was aware of it, followed by a heat on the tip of his nose for no reason, as if it was coming. Meng Jingyuan.

It was indeed Meng Jingyuan who came, besides him and Xiao Wu, there was also Yue Junshan who was ordered by He Qian to lead a small group to set off first.

A group of people surrounded the hotel, and Yue Junshan showed his ID card, asking everyone to show up and interrogate them one by one.

The officers and soldiers with knives rushed upstairs to check the bedrooms, and Meng Jingyuan downstairs carefully looked at the people who were rubbing their sleepy eyes.

"It's so late, come to this inn in the wilderness to eat noodles?" Meng Jingyuan asked the triangular eyes in front of him coldly.

The triangular eyes looked bitter, Meng Jingyuan cried when he saw it, his thin gray face wrinkled into a ball, trembling holding up the noodle bowl, "I'm too hungry to order a bowl of noodles on the road at night, is there something wrong?"

It just so happened that the officers and soldiers upstairs shook their heads at Meng Jingyuan after a round of search. Meng Jingyuan was anxious, and his words brought sparks: "Hurry up? Hurry up at night?"

Before the triangular eyes could speak, Xiao Wu, who was searching outside, shouted, "Who is in the car!"

Hearing this, Meng Jingyuan quickly flipped out of the window and landed in front of the stable, just in time to see a man in a turban holding a crying child kneeling and begging for mercy: "Master! We are going to Xiangcheng for medical treatment! Dad Lying in the car with a strange disease, we are not bad people! I beg all the officials to let us live!"

Meng Jingyuan was unmoved, and made Xiao Wu to lift the curtain with his eyes. Xiao Wu was hugged by his legs before he got close.

"No, my lord!"

"Let go!"

Yue Junshan who rushed over took advantage of the moment to rush forward and opened the car curtain, then retreated retching, shook his head at Meng Jingyuan, retreated to Meng Jingyuan, and whispered: "It all stinks."

Is it really not here?Meng Jingyuan was suddenly desperate, his eyes were red with anxiety, and sobbing sounded in his ears, coming from the proprietress of the inn who fell to the ground.

She whimpered and looked out the door with her face up.

Meng Jingyuan felt strange, followed her gaze, and saw the man in front of the carriage carrying the child into the carriage. The child was already five or six years old, and the man had no way to carry it, and it was very difficult.

"and many more!"

Mishaps are imminent.

The man in the hood spilled a handful of mud and sand, which dazzled the officers and soldiers in front of him. He slapped the horse's butt, and at the same time threw the child in his arms at Meng Jingyuan who was rushing towards him.

Meng Jingyuan had to secure the child first, and then jumped on the nearest horseback to chase after him.

"Crack!" The horse suddenly knelt down, and Meng Jingyuan rolled over. After glancing at the blood on the horse's knee, he spun out like the wind.

In front of him, the noodle-eating man with triangular eyes and the brown-clothed man who jumped out of nowhere jumped into the car, raised his horsewhip high and made a loud whipping sound.

"Shocked!"

Meng Jingyuan couldn't catch up, and the more he chased, the further he was separated.

In the wind and dust all over the sky, Meng Jingyuan saw half of his body protruding from the car. The figure was so familiar that it made people's eyes hot. Unfortunately, the water could not quench his thirst. He could only watch Yan Cijing being dragged into the car , Engulfed in the long road of unknown future.

It seemed that the two were doomed to take different paths by mistake, but Yan Cijing couldn't accept it, and was still struggling after being dragged into the car.

He hated, hated the dirty mud that was smeared on his face to cover his appearance, hated the uncleaned horse manure in the car, and hated these damn villains who threatened him with the life of the child.

"You must not die!"

"Don't imagine me doing anything for your master!"

He kept cursing the villain, and bumped into the wall of the car as if he was dying, forcing the villain to knock him out with a palm, and finally bought the rest of the road.

Yunshui Temple

After Jing Che entered the door, he put away the string of wooden beads that never left his body. The look of pain and unbearable expression on his face was incompatible with his plain robes. He sat quietly by the bed, staring at the sleeping Yan Ci mirror for a long time.

He still remembered Yan Cijing's appearance when he first entered the temple, like a white dove stuck in a swamp, covered in dust, lifeless, just thrown at the door so casually.

Jing Che personally helped him into the house and placed him in the house, and ordered people to prepare hot water and meals, but Yan Cijing refused to wake up for a long time.

Jing Che didn't know how hard the person who robbed him had given him so much medicine that his whole face was so green that he didn't have any vitality, his eyelashes were messed up, his cheeks and lips were covered with plaster, and he looked like this, Jing Che couldn't stand it anymore, rolled up his wide sleeves to get a wet handkerchief, and wiped off the dirt on his face with carelessness and care.

A basin of water turned black from washing, Jing Che held the dirty handkerchief and forgot to throw it away, staring at Yan Cijing's fair face in a daze.

Probably because he didn't grasp the strength well when wiping his face, Yan Cijing's cheeks were flushed unevenly, which added a touch of color to his already outstanding facial features.Jing Che lost his sight, and the struggling look in his eyes became more and more serious. When he was awakened, his outstretched hand unconsciously almost touched Yan Cijing's forehead.

"Nie Yuan!" The evil monk who entered the door bumped into this scene, and threw the food box on the table vigorously, Jing Che was so shocked that he withdrew his hand unnaturally, and glanced at the evil monk unhappily.

"How many people are there in the temple?"

The evil monk opened his mouth, swallowed the vicious words, and said: "Impossible, the other party will not stop until he achieves his goal, and the city is under martial law, even if he runs out, he will die."

"I promise him."

"You're crazy!" The evil monk jumped in front of Jingche, glaring, "Are you really going to cheat the world for this kid! So, what is the reputation of Yunshui Temple? What is the reputation of the national teacher?"

Jing Che looked at the evil monk who had been by his side from the day he was born, and said, "I should pay for the sins and debts I committed."

The evil monk gritted his teeth: "If it weren't for that woman, we wouldn't be in this situation today!"

Jing Che retorted: "If I hadn't been chosen, I wouldn't be where I am today."

The evil monk spat bitterly, threw off his robe and rushed out. Jing Che didn't like his rudeness, so he turned his eyes to Yan Cijing, who was sleeping peacefully.

Knowing that he didn't have the wooden bead with engraved words with him, he lifted up his sleeves to reveal a wooden bead of the same shape as Yan Cijing's, except that this wooden bead was engraved with the word "平" , the notch is already very shallow, but the elegant font can still be vaguely recognized.

In Jing Che's life without waves and waves, there are only a few things worth pondering over and over again. Now Yan Cijing is beside him, and he can't help but think of the old things again. speech mirror.

Yan Cijing was dizzy after waking up, and before struggling to open his eyes, he finally remembered what happened before he fell asleep. This made his strangeness and surprise after seeing Jing Che for the first time turn into anger and bewilderment.

"If the national teacher has something to discuss with you, just say it, why use this method to capture the lower officials to Yecheng?"

Yan Cijing waved away Jing Che's outstretched hand, and forced his limp body to get off the bed and put on his shoes, "I won't accompany you if I have something important to do."

"Master Yan!"

"open!"

Yan Cijing staggered and ran out in two steps, Jing Che's shout could not soften his heart, and the pink lotus blooming in the courtyard was even less likely to stop him, everything he remembered after waking up made him panic.

Yecheng, Rebellion, Meng Jingyuan...

"Zhi Ya", the swarm of heads behind the door made Yan Cijing take two steps back, and he didn't dare to rush out anymore.

The person behind the door walked up to Yan Cijing with a pair of strong legs, and smiled, "Long time no see, Master Yan."

The author says:

Xiao Yan: It would be nice if Meng Jingyuan was brought here too... (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! The moon is big and round tonight!)