Yu Wu

The Wang Shiji team is solemn and majestic, with a halberd approaching from a distance, heading east from the imperial capital, heading towards Huhunyuan in a mighty way.

This journey took about three days. On the evening of the first day, they arrived at the edge of Fushui.The servants began to set up the camp and tidy up the residences of the lords, while the nobles were called to eat in the king's tent.

When Mo Xi entered, most of the nobles had already arrived. There were more than a hundred seats in the huge tent propped up by the magic spell. The maid led him to his place. He glanced at the opposite side, and Murong Lian was across the road from him.Like all the descendants of the aristocratic families who visited, Murong Lian was also dressed in sacrificial clothes. The complicated royal blue sacrificial robe was embroidered with bat pattern totems, and he was wearing a blue and gold scarf, making his face even more sickly pale.

Wangshu Mansion and Mo Family are both famous families with heroes. Murong Lian's ancestor Fuyin, it is understandable that he is qualified to wear a one-character scarf, but everyone here has a yardstick in their hearts, whose heirs are now worthy of the glory of heroes, Whose family heir has ruined the ancestor's blood, everyone knows.

When the people arrived one after another, Jun Shang said, "You are all tired after driving for a day. Let's pass the food."

Gong'e floated in with a plate in her hand, knelt down in front of the corresponding nobleman with a slim posture, and began to pour wine and serve dishes.While they were on their way, although they didn't eat much, there were four hot and four cold dishes, but they all cooked them delicately.

The four cold dishes are crystal meat, crispy three shreds, sweet osmanthus lotus root, and frosty fish.The four hot dishes are squid with four gills in scallion oil, fried eel with shrimp, steamed crab dipped in vinegar, and stir-fry in lotus pond.As for the staple food, it is the steamed buns with crab noodles, which is the chef's specialty.

Mo Xi quarreled with Gu Mang yesterday, he was in a bad mood, he couldn't eat anything at all, but he drank a few more glasses of wine than usual.

In fact, Chonghua's last sacrifice every year is not so much a worship, but an explanation to the deceased - how many victories have been fought this year, what kind of magic weapon has been obtained, whether the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

If the past year was not going well, then the atmosphere of the end ceremony would be very heavy, and if Chonghua's national fortune was prosperous, it would be more like comforting the spirits of heroes and heroes in heaven, and everyone in the banquet would be happy.

"It's a good year to stop fighting and recuperate this year, although there are twists and turns."

"Haha, yes, a piece of lost land was regained before the East Territory, what a happy event."

Yue Chenqing pestered his uncle not far away: "Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle, this sweet lotus root is your favorite. If it's not enough, I'll give it to you too!"

His father, Yue Juntian, had returned to the city not long ago, so naturally he also came for this last sacrifice.Seeing his son pestering Murong Chuyi to please him again, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless, coughed twice, and gave Yue Chenqing a warning look.

Mo Xi caught a glimpse of this scene, and couldn't help thinking of Gu Mang's first time participating in this kind of sacrifice.At that time, Gu Mang had just been granted the imperial edict by the old gentleman, and he was so energetic that he even made an exception to allow him to participate in the ceremony that only relatives and nobles could go together.

Back then, Gu Mang was so happy for this honor. His seat was next to Mo Xi. He couldn't help being excited and kept talking to Mo Xi.At that time, like Yue Chenqing, he said cheerfully: "This fish is really delicious. I heard that it is made of fresh carp slices that the imperial chef fished out from the mallard water. Try it and see if you like it?"

Mo Xi closed his eyes, and the spirits drank into his throat.

Until the end of the banquet, he didn't even take a bite of the Frost Sky Fish Chowder on the table.

Back in his tent area, Mo Xi was about to rest and sleep, but he saw that the captain of the guard he had brought was nervously walking back and forth in the wind, and when he saw him, he immediately greeted him, and said anxiously: "My lord!"

Mo Xi raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I... Manager Li ordered me to watch Gu Mang and give him medicine. But I just went to his tent to look for him, but I couldn't find him. He didn't even have dinner with us, so I don't know where he went... ..."

Mo Xi wasn't too nervous, the lock slave ring was worn on Gu Mang's body, and he could sense that Gu Mang was here.He sighed and said, "Give me the medicine pot, you go to rest."

"Yes, but you..."

Do you want to take care of such trivial matters yourself?

Mo Xi didn't want to say more, so he just repeated: "Go."

Since he had already said that, even if the captain of the guard felt it was inappropriate, he would not say any more.He respectfully handed the medicine pot to Mo Xi, and left as ordered.

At night by the Fushui, the wind was very strong. Mo Xi stood there for a while, waking up to the lingering rhyme of alcohol, and then walked around the place that belonged to him.

Sure enough, Gu Mang was still here. He was leaning against a Metasequoia tree, curled up in a ball and fell asleep.

Mo Xi stared at him for a while with downcast eyes, then slowly lowered his body and half-kneeled in front of him.The lingering anger from last night hadn't completely dissipated. The atmosphere between the two of them was very awkward. Mo Xi was silent for a long time before saying, "... I woke up. Go back to sleep in the tent."

He really didn't understand why everyone had a tent, which was already set up, but Gu Mang wanted to run under the tree to use the sky as a cover and the ground as a mat.

"wake up."

After calling several times, Gu Mang remained silent.Mo Xi couldn't help being a little annoyed, and raised his hand to push him.

But with just this push, Gu Mang fell to the ground like a scarecrow.The moonlight shines on Gu Mang's face through the scattered needles of the cedar forest——

That face was completely covered with a sickly flush, the originally pale skin seemed to have been steamed in a warm mist, his eyes were closed tightly, his long eyelashes were trembling, and his moist lips were swollen because he couldn't breathe. Panting slightly, his brows were subconsciously furrowed.

Mo Xi was startled: "Gu Mang?"

He raised his hand to touch his forehead, and it was astonishingly hot.

He hurriedly helped up Gu Mang who was in a coma from the fever, and carried him all the way to the small tent that belonged to Gu Mang.Fortunately, the location of the Xihe Mansion was remote, and the people who brought them all stopped, and this scene was not seen by anyone.Mo Xi lifted the curtain and put Gu Mang on the bed.

Gu Mang regained some consciousness, he opened his sleepy eyes, and looked at Mo Xi almost hazyly.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, he struggled to get up, trying to get out of bed.Mo Xi supported him with one hand, while suppressing the anxiety in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Lie down. What's the trouble?"

Gu Mang bit his wet lower lip, the blue in his eyes seemed to turn into steam and overflow.Seeing him like this, Mo Xi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he couldn't help but clenched his fingers, straightened up, and opened the distance between him and him.

But Gu Mang still stared at him blankly, maybe it wasn't him, the luster in Gu Mang's eyes focused more on the silk belt Mo Xi was wearing.

The sick person opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he really opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

So he bit his lip again, and after a while, he suddenly wanted to get up again.

Mo Xi pressed him down: "What are you doing?"

Gu Mang's whole body was burnt out, he grabbed Mo Xi's clothes, so stubbornly wanted to crawl down, wanting to go to the ground.

Mo Xi said sharply, "Gu Mang!"

His own name seemed to recall a little bit of his consciousness, and Gu Mang flinched, his figure became even more hunched, and he could even be called obscene.He was almost like a lump of mud, rolling off the edge of the bed.

But he was restrained by Mo Xi, he was blocked by Mo Xi.

He stayed where he was for a while, then suddenly murmured: "Let me go... Please, let me go..."

"You have a fever. Lie down."

"Put me down, I don't want...I don't want to be here..."

Mo Xi's heart ached and hated, both annoying and hot, he straightened Gu Mang again and tried to make the man lie down, but Gu Mang didn't listen, and this time Gu Mang grabbed his skirt tightly and scorched him. His forehead rested on Mo Xi's waist.

"I don't want to sleep here..."

The cervical spine, which has never been willing to really lower, now seems to be broken at any moment.

Gu Mang lay on top of him, his consciousness was already blurred. He wanted to push Mo Xi away, but he felt as if he was hugging something warm, like a person drifting in a glacier suddenly hugging driftwood. .He pushed, but ended up hugging helplessly.

Gu Mang hugged Mo Xi's waist, pressed his face against Mo Xi's waist, and murmured hoarsely: "Your bed...is too clean..."

Mo Xi was taken aback for a moment: "What?"

Gu Mang choked up suddenly: "I'm... dirty..."

Mo Xi only felt that his chest was hit hard by some blunt object, and the pain was so severe.

But the person holding him was still shivering intermittently and indistinctly. I don't know if it was because of the pain of heat, or because he was afraid of something else. He hugged him, sobbing in a voice that was almost broken.

"I don't know... I don't know how to sleep... so I don't... get dirty...so..."

"Let me go... let me go..."

Mo Xi said softly, "Where are you going..."

Gu Mang seemed to be asked this question, as if he was shocked, his eyes widened blankly, and the voice in his throat was almost whimpering: "I, I don't know..."

Mo Xi felt as if he had choked on a bitter olive. He looked down at him, unable to say anything for a moment.

I'm already dirty, filthy, and don't know where I'm going.

I don't know where I should go...

Mo Xi's heart throbbed, and he looked down at Gu Mang. From this angle, he could vaguely see half of Gu Mang's cheek, as well as the blush from his slap yesterday - he really didn't leave any strength behind that slap. .

"Do you know how dirty you are!"

The sound is still in my ears.

Do you regret it?

no no.His heart was already solid as a rock.He has no regrets.

only--

I just don't know why a bright smiling face suddenly popped up in front of my eyes. It was a certain year when they were still young.

They hadn't developed any tender love back then.Just an ordinary comrade-in-arms.

He was in an ambush, trapped in the enemy's belly, and struggled for reinforcements.

After waiting for a long time, until he was about to die, the sky and the earth were scarlet at last, and it was his Senior Brother Gu's silver armor Asahi, his armor shining in the sky, galloping towards him on a horse riding Hu Chen.

Gu Mang got off the horse, and hugged the injured junior tightly in his arms.Mo Xi was covered in the venom sprayed by the Liao Nation's evil beast, his withered lips opened and closed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Release..."

"Senior brother!"

Mo Xi panted, "Don't touch me, my body... is dirty... full of poisonous blood..."

It's dirty and will stain you too.

It will make you sick too.

You and I are just fighting together, we are neither relatives nor relatives, so why should you...be hurt with me.

But what did Gu Mang say to him at that time?

This dusty, long-ago memory, which he has been reluctant to look back on, boiled and overflowed like crazy.

Gu Mang said, "Don't be afraid. Brother will accompany you."

There is always someone who is not afraid of life and death to fish you out of the poisonous blood.

It's okay, I'm not afraid.Since I chose this path, since I went to the battlefield, I have no intention of returning in good health.Whether you are a nobleman, a slave, or a commoner, you and I are in the same robe. In this calamity, I will live and die with you.

I, Gu Mang, am a slave. This is the first time I have such an opportunity to prove myself. I am not afraid of death. I just want to let Chonghua see it, let your lord see it, let you understand... even if it is a humble slave , is also the same as you.

There is also a warm-blooded loyalty and loyalty to life and death.

I am sorry for you calling me senior brother and brother.

Blood on me, give me your hand.

No matter how dirty, I hold you.

No matter how painful it is, I will be with you.

No matter how far away, I will take you home.

Mo Xi's heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible sharp claw, and the flesh was torn apart indistinctly - national enmity on one side, deep grace on the other - why?Why is it the same person who gave him the most painful love? ! !

He was cornered, and he couldn't breathe.

In the dim candlelight, he stared at Gu Mang's face, so hated, so loved, so...so...

Then life is better than death.

Hold me, it's okay, I'm not afraid.

I'm not afraid.

Mo Xi closed his eyes suddenly, there was a bit of silence, and suddenly the lights flickered, he bent down and picked up Gu Mang, walked out of the small tent, and walked into his own tent.

He gently placed Brother Gu, who was unconscious from the fever, on his spacious and soft bed, which was covered with a thick snow fox velvet mattress.

He raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally stroked Gu Mang's hot cheek.

Just such a light touch, but Gu Mang seemed to be scared by the slap yesterday, closed his eyes slightly, and shivered instinctively.

"..." Mo Xi slowly put his hands down, sat on the side of the bed, and buried his face between his slender fingers for a while.The lights in the tent flowed, and his figure was so tired, as if he was about to be torn apart by countless heavy but contradictory emotions.

After a while like this, Gu Mang couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.Mo Xi looked back at the man curled up next to him, and was in a daze for a long time.

He thought he was just crazy.

The sacrificial ceremony...sacrifice to the sacrificed heroic souls.Sacrifice the souls of those who died under Gu Mang's hands.

But I... what am I doing.

Care for a traitor?

He closed his eyes, got up, and walked out of the tent.The medicine pot is still at hand, and I originally wanted to let Gu Mang drink it just now, but now... I'd better wait for Gu Mang to sleep for a while before giving it to him...

Mo Xi stood outside and blew the night wind for a while, his heart was in a mess.Although he didn't want to have any soft feelings with Gu Mang, he still couldn't forget that the captain of the guard said that Gu Mang hadn't even eaten dinner. He hesitated and contradicted for a long time, and finally walked to the camp where the imperial chef was.