ghost city

Wei Ling stood by the window on the second floor of the inn, looking at the street scene.

The long street in Daliang is still full of restaurants and business travelers, but everything is orderly. The old free-spirited arrogance is gone, and the elegance of literati and celebrities is gone.

He had to admit that this was no longer the girder of the past, the girder of Wei, nor his—— girder.

But the obsession in his heart is still inseparable. Even if the vicissitudes of life change and the country changes hands, he still misses the old country. fiddling.He still has to give it a go, even if it hurts his head, even if he still gets nothing in the end, he still has to give it a go.

I heard the sound of slow footsteps behind me, and I knew who it was without looking.Wei Ling didn't look back, and said, "The cold in your body hasn't dissipated yet, so don't walk back and forth."

The girl was only wearing her underwear, her hair was not tied up, her face was pale and stiff, and her lips were bloodless.

She didn't seem to have heard the man's words, she just said in a low voice: "You rescued me last night?"

She was unconscious after passing out last night, and when she woke up, she found herself in this inn in Daliang. It was unnecessary to guess that it was Wei Ling who brought her back.It seems that Wei Ling followed her out last night.

"Yes." Wei Ling turned around, nodded and replied.

The girl lowered her eyes and opened her mouth a little stiffly, but before she could say "thank you", her body had already been picked up out of thin air.

Wei Ling didn't answer, just walked into the room with her in his arms, and put her gently on the bed.

The moment she left his embrace, the girl's body trembled unconsciously.She closed her eyes, avoiding the gaze above her head.

For some reason, he didn't know how to face Wei Ling at this moment.Since the reunion, out of hatred for him, she has been swearing at him.But Wei Ling helped her out of the siege several times, and even left Han Cang as a disaster.There are many considerations of interests, and she can't help but question: Is Wei Ling doing this out of sincerity?Can he still believe it?

Thinking back when she gave him "Ten Essentials of Generals" as a gift, she only ended up being stabbed to death with a sword.How dare she trust him again?

Wei Ling bent down and looked at her quietly: "Xiaoyou, you are too headstrong. Why didn't you explain it to them at that time? If we unite with the Mohists, we will have a better chance of winning. If I didn't go with you, a good opportunity would be lost." Let you drop it."

"I..." The girl was momentarily at a loss for words, she just glanced at him, then lowered her eyes again.She understood that she was indeed capricious for a while, and it was not easy to refute Wei Ling.

Seeing her like this, Wei Ling was a little surprised: she was not as sharp and mean as before.Sighing lightly, he straightened the messy hair on the girl's forehead.

When he got up and was about to leave, a girl's voice suddenly sounded from behind, sounding a little hoarse: "Could it be that you have reached an agreement with the Mo family?"

"Well. The Mo family's plan remains unchanged. Our plan is also going on as usual. In two days, General Sima will join me with his troops. We are waiting in Bolangsha. You should go back soon."

The girl's eyes darkened when she heard the words, yes, she still has to escort Qin Huang all the way, and she really has to rush back to Xianyang as soon as possible.

A trace of worry suddenly surged in her heart: Xinghun promised her that after completing the task, she would give her the antidote for Phoenix Gu.But what if it fails?Even if she succeeds, how could Xinghun let her go so easily?After all, she knows too much.

"Xiaoyou—" Wei Ling sat down on the edge of the bed again, looked down at her, and was worried when she saw her sudden silence.

"I'm fine." The girl said lightly, her voice was still exhausted.Last night Xuenv really wanted to kill her, that's why she played the song "Snow White" to the most yin and cold state.

"Wei Ling," she said suddenly, "Where are you going after our plan is completed? Or, in case we fail, do you have a way out?" Let her be physically and mentally exhausted.

"Whether I succeed or not, as long as I am still alive, I will lead my troops to fight in the Yunzhong area of ​​Yanmen to subdue the remaining ghost army of the Huns. At that time, General Sima will also go with me. What about you? Do you want to go back to the Mo family?"

"I... I don't know." The girl closed her eyes tightly, shook her head, and said with a dry voice, "Why did you go back to the Mo family? They don't believe me anymore. They don't believe me anymore! I don't know where to go."

At this moment, she is not as surly as before, just like a wounded little animal, at a loss what to do.

"Don't worry. I've explained your matter clearly to the Mo family. How else would they agree to cooperate?" Wei Ling's voice became gentler, and he said softly.

"Really? Are they still willing to believe me?" The girl smiled bitterly, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Stop making meaningless guesses." Wei Ling's voice became cold again, "Why are you pushing yourself so hard?"

The girl fell silent, neither fought back nor resisted, and was a little abnormally docile.

"Xiaoyou." Looking at her like this, Wei Ling couldn't bear it. He lowered his face and said softly, "No matter what the result of this plan is, you can come with me."

The girl didn't answer, her eyes were still tightly closed, and she seemed to be falling asleep again.

For a long time, I only heard her say something like a dream.

"it is good."

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In mid-spring, the car of Emperor Daqin slowly drove out of Xianyang.Banners and flags fluttered, canopies fluttered, bronze carts rolled out of Qinguan, and galloped across the land of the Central Plains.

Gao Jianli's assassination of the Qin Dynasty left a great shadow on Yingzheng. He paid special attention to this defense matter, almost to the point of being harsh.There are about 36 chariots in the Haohao convoy, all of which are four chariots. The guard of honor with black flags blares the gong to clear the way, followed by Zhang Han's front army, all four chariots in the middle, and finally the rear army.

There are nine most luxurious royal cars in the entire convoy, located in the middle of the convoy, and they are also the royal cars that Yingzheng transferred.

After entering Sanchuan County, almost every two hours, Yingzheng had to change his chariot, and the guards around him also changed from Zhengang, Duanshui, Chaoshen, Miehun, Zhuanpo, Yaoyao to Azi I changed it all over again.Ah Zi can't stay by Ying Zheng's side all the time, which shows that Ying Zheng doesn't trust him wholeheartedly.It should be said that this iron-blooded emperor never trusted anyone, including his own son, Fusu.

Getting closer and closer to that place, Ah Zi also felt an inexplicable sense of urgency. She rode a horse and followed the convoy slowly, but her eyes fell on the distant sky, which was empty and empty.

Even though he only took half of the antidote, the Phoenix Gu showed no signs of poisoning.This kind of poison can hide in the body for a long time, the toxin accumulates slowly, and there are no obvious symptoms at first, but when the physical strength drops sharply, one will feel weak all over, limbs are stiff, and unable to mobilize spiritual power.Symptoms of poisoning should become more pronounced over time.Ah Zi didn't know what would happen when the Gu poison broke out overnight.But she vaguely felt that Xinghun seemed to be able to control the timing of the poisonous attack.

Entering Yangwu County, the speed of the convoy slowed down significantly.Although they were walking on the fast road, the ground was covered with yellow sand and weeds were overgrown. If they were not careful when driving, they would sink into the sand or be entangled in the wheels with dead grass.

There are more and more sand dunes on the ground, which are almost continuous. The hills are covered with thorns, and the low-lying places are full of swamps and reeds.Several trucks have sunk into puddles.

"General Zhang, this place is very strange. I always feel a little strange. Please send guards to check if there are any assassins hiding." Zhao Gao rode up to Zhang Han and instructed in a low voice.

Zhang Han nodded, and immediately sent a team of guards to investigate the situation.

Seeing the situation here from a distance, Ah Zi couldn't help shrinking: I don't know if Zhang Liang and Big Iron Hammer have set up an ambush, if the Qin army finds out, it will be bad.And Wei Ling, I don't know how he is preparing.

"General, no abnormalities have been found ahead."

Hearing this, Zhang Han ordered to move on.

The carts stuck in the puddles had been pushed out by the soldiers, and the convoy moved forward slowly again.Azi's expression also became serious, and he smelled a faint sense of danger, as if a cold arrow would be shot from the grass at any time.

The black flag fluttered in the dust, and the convoy was getting closer and closer. The man's eyes were tightly locked on the train convoy, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The panting of the sledgehammer became more intense, and the hand holding Thor's hammer trembled uncontrollably. He asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhang Liang, that must be Ying Zheng's convoy."

"En." Zhang Liang replied in a deep voice, without looking away.

"But there are so many cars that are exactly the same, I don't know which one Ying Zheng will take?" He was a little worried, because he only had one chance, and if he missed a hit, all previous efforts would be wasted.

Zhang Liang turned his head when he heard the words, a faint smile appeared on his face hidden in the cloak, he patted the big iron hammer on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't worry, Brother Iron Hammer. You see, although Yingzheng has many chariots, but The middle ones are the most gorgeous, and he must be in one of them. You just have to pick one as your target."

The big hammer looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that the cars in the middle were different.But the doubts in his heart were still not dispelled: "Mr. Zhang Liang only said to choose a car, but how do I know which one is sitting in Ying Zheng? And is the mysterious young man yesterday reliable? Where is he now?"

"Brother Iron Hammer, get ready!" Zhang Liang reminded suddenly.