flapping wings

Mu Xiaoque took Qi Ping all the way to the stronghold, his hair was still dripping blood, he looked very strange.

However, Qi Ping was no longer in the mood to appreciate the beauty, and kept rummaging on his body to see if there were other wounds.

Mu Xiaoque was very itchy by him, and every time he tried to pull his hand away, he was bitten hard, leaving several rows of teeth marks on his arm.

In the end, he had no choice but to stand in front of the stronghold and sigh quietly: "You are really looking for a beating recently."

"Shut up!" Qi Ping slapped him on the wrist again. The gatekeeper was startled when he saw this, and he lowered his eyes and looked at it as if he didn't see anything.

Being bitten hurt, Mu Xiaoque patted his head: "Are you a dog?"

The two went straight to the hall, Qi Ping pressed Mu Xiaoque in the seat, checked it carefully from head to toe, not even sparing the scalp, and finally felt a little relieved.

The mouse hurried in from the outside, startled by Mu Xiaoque's bloody appearance, "Commander, how many people did you kill?"

"Not much," Mu Xiaoque looked down at the blood stains on his clothes, and explained: "At that time, I was in a hurry, so I didn't pay attention to etiquette. What happened to the anonymous reward?"

"I also received the news in the afternoon. This reward was entrusted to Beishan. The content of the reward is to bring this young master alive. The reward is 1 taels of silver."

While listening to the mouse's report, Mu Xiaoque stretched out his hand to sort out the information in his hands, and asked, "Did you find out who entrusted it?"

"I have already found someone to negotiate with Beishan, but there is little hope. As long as the money is enough, Beishan's anonymous entrustment even they themselves have no right to ask the identity of the buyer."

With worry on his brows, the mouse added: "The reward order was first issued from the Beishan Inn in Yunhe City, and it has now been spread from here. I am afraid that in a few days, more and more people will come to commit murder. "

"It doesn't matter, once the news of 50 deaths comes out, it's enough to screen out some people who are ready to move," Mu Xiaoque raised his chin at the mouse, "Spread this matter as soon as possible, and make sure it spreads throughout the rivers and lakes before the reward order arrives."

The mouse took the order to leave, and after a while, the old woman came over and said: "Commander, everything is ready, you can lead the young master to go."

Qi Ping followed Mu Xiaoque into another room, only to see that the inside was hot and steamy, it turned out to be a bathing hall.

He closed the door and let out a sigh of relief, took off his clothes while walking, and jumped into the sink excitedly to scrub.

Mu Xiaoque sat by the pool and waited for him, but waited and waited, this man didn't serve him attentively today, instead he played with the water in the distance.

He leaned on the side of the pool with his injured arm, struggling to scrub the blood stains on his hair, when there were footsteps outside, Qi Ping listened for a moment with his ears upright, and looked towards it with unknown meaning.

Holding up a handful of water and splashing it on his face, Qi Ping took a breath and walked towards him step by step.

Mu Xiaoque cleaned the wound and looked up at him: "Why don't you play anymore? I can..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Ping suddenly rushed towards him, and in a daze, the other party had already pressed his lips against him and rubbed them together.

Mu Xiaoque's lips parted slightly, but a tingling pain suddenly hit him. He stretched out his tongue and licked it, and the rusty smell immediately filled his mouth.

He frowned in dissatisfaction and tried to push Qi Ping away, but in exchange for tighter and tighter shackles, the strength of this man gradually increased, and his arms locked him firmly, making him unable to move for a while.

"Release," Mu Xiaoque tilted his head back to avoid Qi Ping's protruding tongue, but in the next second, he was lifted up.

The legs were separated, and Qi Ping was stuck between his legs and pressed him to the edge of the pool, biting his lip aggressively.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, Mu Xiaoque raised her eyes to look at the door, and was about to order them to retreat first, when Qi Ping blocked her mouth with her tongue.

"Xiao Qi, stop making trouble," Mu Xiaoque turned her head again, pinched Qi Ping's face with her fingers, and said anxiously, "Wait until you go back to your room? They're coming in."

Qi Ping raised his arms around his neck, kissed him again, staring at him, Mu Xiaoque was stunned by him, and finally realized that this time was different from the past.

There was a squeak, and then the curtain was lifted, and the exclamation was mixed with the sound of footsteps retreating, and the old woman scolded in a low voice: "What are you calling? Get out and stand there! Whoever dares to speak out, I will cut his head off!" Tongue."

The restraint on her body became looser and looser, Mu Xiaoque pushed Qi Ping away, sat up panting and wiped the wound on her mouth, "What are you doing?"

"Hey!" Qi Ping grinned, and sat by the pool looking up to the sky and sighed, "You asked me the other day how much I like you, Mu Xiaoque, but actually I never liked you."

Mu Xiaoque raised her head and looked at Qi Ping, with an unbelievable expression on her face, the other party's slightly mocking smile pierced into his chest like a knife, as if trying to pluck out a piece of bloody flesh.

Hearing Mu Xiaoque's breathing became heavier and heavier, Qi Ping laughed more and more presumptuously, until tears flowed from his laughter.

He sighed lazily: "You are so good-looking, I was fascinated at the first sight, but I really didn't expect you to be so hard to chase, and now I am a little tired from playing."

Mu Xiaoque's lips trembled, panting heavily, gritted her teeth and forced out a word, "Play?"

"I'm sorry, but you're not tempted anyway, so let's make it even," Qi Ping stood up, put on his blood-stained clothes one by one, and hummed an out-of-tune tune.

In the end, he looked back at Mu Xiaoque innocently, "Or are you in love with me? If so, I would also like to maintain a physical relationship with you for a while."

The wood sparrow opened its mouth slightly and panted with difficulty, accompanied by a slightly ear-piercing scream.

He was shaking all over, the wound on his arm burst open again, blood flowed down his arm, dripped into the pool, and soaked, "Why tell me now?"

Qi Ping asked: "Has anyone ever said that being with you is tiring?"

Mu Xiaoque lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttered, apparently he was poked at a sore place again, his throat was blocked, and a cloud of blood arrows sprayed out from his mouth, splashing on Qi Ping's shoe.

He stretched out his arm to wipe it, but it turned out to be more and more dirty, and the brows could not help being stained with guilt, he withdrew his hand and whispered: "I'm sorry."

Qi Ping knelt down facing Mu Xiaoque and shook his head, and explained in a low voice: "Actually, when you ran away last time, I wanted to end it, but then I would have no support at all. It's different now, Xiao Mu Ya will use his life to protect me."

He looked down at Mu Xiaoque's bleeding wound, raised his head and said with a smile: "What made me make up my mind is that you just said that you should pay attention to etiquette when killing people. go back."

"But you were smiling..."

"Don't laugh, am I going to vomit?" Qi Ping shook his head and said, "I'm leaving, your wound should be bandaged as soon as possible."

………………

Qi Ping walked briskly all the way to Zhou's house. Under the moonlight, he looked a bit comfortable, of course, if he ignored his sometimes shrugging shoulders.

Walking halfway, he was sure that there was no one following him, and finally he couldn't bear it any longer and knelt on the ground and began to cry.

The road ahead suddenly became extremely long, and he didn't even have the courage to go on.

He obviously rehearsed the scene of parting from Mu Xiaoque countless times in his mind, he stubbornly tore his heart countless times, sewed it countless times, trying to get familiar with this pain.

In this way, when that day comes, you can say goodbye with a smile, and then walk to the future peacefully, but when everything really happened, the torn heart was completely broken in place, and the person who could mend it left, and he was unable to let himself go. heal.

"Mr. Qi, come with me when you have cried enough," the mouse came out from the corner with its arms folded, "The commander pleases."

Like a lost person in the desert seeing an oasis, Qi Ping hastily wiped away his tears and turned around to go back, but in the next second, he immediately forced himself to wake up.

The mirage in front of him disappeared, Qi Ping took a deep breath and said coldly: "What is he looking for me for? He is so angry that he wants to kill me?"

"He said that if you cry, he will take you back." The mouse took out a flagon from his arms and threw it in his hand: "If not, I will return this to you."

Gritting his teeth to prevent the tears from streaming down, Qi Ping stretched out his hand tremblingly, "If he wants to forget me so quickly, then pay me back. Next time I meet someone I like, I'll give it away."

"Originally, you should be killed for insulting the commander so much, but you have already stabbed him in the heart. If I stab him again, his heart will be completely dead." Throwing the flagon over, the mouse turned and left: "Qi Son, there will be a time later."

Mu Xiaoque stood by the window looking up at the moon, and the old woman stood behind him and said: "Those maidservants are my confidantes raised since childhood, and they are not clumsy people, so I will definitely not let this matter out. "

"It's okay," Mu Xiaoque waved her hand back: "How is Duan Qingyin's investigation?"

"We only found Lin Qingyin on the local household registration, who followed his mother's surname, but the residence registered in the household registration has long been vacant, and the young master of the magistrate's family is still checking."

Mu Xiaoque asked: "Did the brothel send someone to check?"

"The brothel has visited three brothels, and no incidents of injury have been found for the time being," the old woman said, "I haven't heard of any daring prostitute in the market who dared to stab the benefactor."

"Continue to check," Mu Xiaoque said: "The porridge is on the table, I'll eat it when I'm hungry, you go out first."

Before leaving, the old woman hesitated and asked, "Commander, will he come back?"

"Yes, the way back has been paved for him," Mu Xiaoque dug his fingertips into the flesh, and said slowly, "I know what he's up to, and I've figured it out enough, I'll be back sooner or later."

The old woman glanced at Mu Xiaoque: "What if you don't come back?"

Mu Xiaoque let out a long sigh: "If I didn't come back, I went to find him and agreed to keep him safe all the way."

The room returned to silence, Mu Xiaoque's tightly clenched fists slowly loosened, her back seemed to be unable to support the weight of her body any longer, and she leaned weakly down a few points.

He closed the window, took a deep breath, returned to the bed and sat down, blood seeped from his white clothes, he wiped it annoyed, and fell back on the bed with his eyes closed.

In the middle of the night, someone moved his foot suddenly, and Mu Xiaoque kicked him without thinking.

There was a bang sound of flesh hitting the wall, and he opened his eyes abruptly, stood up and looked over, and immediately clenched his hands into fists.

Mu Xiaoque rushed over to cover the sneaky man's mouth with one hand and clenched his fist into a fist at him. When he had beaten enough, he threw him on the ground and asked, "Who?"

"I," Qi Ping rubbed the bruises at the corners of his eyes, crawled over to hug Mu Xiaoque's legs and rubbed them, and said aggrievedly, "You clearly know it's me."

"I wonder which bastard is back?" Mu Xiaoque kicked him away, went to the table to light a candle, sat on the stool with her arms folded, and put her foot on Qi Ping's forehead: "One more step, I'll kill you!" about you."

Qi Ping hugged Mu Xiaoque's feet, still defiantly leaned over, put his face on his knee and kissed him: "Que'er, I'm sorry, but now I'm in a deep quagmire, I don't want to drag you into it, and I don't want to I saw you hurt because of me."

Mu Xiaoque pushed Qi Ping away, didn't even bother to look at him, got up, walked to the bed and sat down, before Qi Ping was about to crawl over again, he said in an unquestionable tone: "Go and let the mouse prepare a room for you." , let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

Qi Ping glanced at him cautiously, nodded, stood up and walked out step by step. When he turned his head again, the bed curtain had been put down, and Mu Xiaoque had completely disappeared in his eyes.