The crowd was bustling and whispering. The sound of the pen, the fun, and the pavilion www.biquge.info wave after wave, lapping in Taiwei's ears, and shaking and buzzing. She was huddled in the corner, unable to see anything clearly.

The scorching sun in the middle of summer hangs high above everyone's heads.

Taiwei held his breath and condensed, holding a heart, and slowly walked forward.

Xu was frightened when she saw the corpse, and as she walked, she kept seeing someone coming towards her with a miserable white face. Their feet were hurried, and their faces were so frightened that they did not dare to stay here for a moment.

But in the blink of an eye, the tide of people has gradually receded.

The further Taiwei goes, the fewer people there are around. As far as she could see, there were soon only a few figures left.

A frowning smell filled the air.

The men stood there, covering their noses or mouths, and in a moment they had to turn around and leave.

Taiwei clenched her fists.

She already smelled blood and corruption.

Under the scorching sun, the scorching temperature accelerated the rate at which the corpse decomposed. This heat caused the soulless skin to collapse and change color, emitting a strong rancid smell.

Taiwei had seen corpses, but had never smelled anything like it.

She was a little nauseous.

I don't know if it's the tension or the smell.

She stopped a few steps away from the city walls. The surroundings were empty, there were not many people anymore, and the few scattered ones were only white-faced, quietly looking around.

...... It seems that the news that Changxi heard is true.

Emperor Jianyang hung the corpse at the gate of the city to show the public, and explicitly ordered that no one was allowed to worship and collect the corpse for him.

It was the corpse that hung there, so that the sun was exposed, but no one dared to come forward and bury the corpse.

Taiwei carried a small bamboo basket on her arm.

With her head bowed, she stood beside the person, pretending to be passing by, and looked at the corpse on the city wall. But the first thing that catches your eye is an old crow.

In the sunlight, the black feathers of the flat-haired beast glowed with a purple-blue metallic sheen.

Its long beak, pitch black, seemed to have been burned by flames.

Taiwei watched as it spread its wings and glide from afar, landing impartially on the corpse's shoulder. Its claws, gripping the corpse's shoulders tightly.

The blood-stained garment, under its claws, looked even more and more disgraceful.

"Ahh

When a person dies like a lamp goes out, the corpse will no longer cry out in pain.

But this scene is too horrific in the eyes of the living.

Taiwei's whole body tensed.

She couldn't tell if the corpse was Master.

The bloodstains, the fierce scorching sunlight, the brutes attracted by the rotting matter, all seriously affected her cognition.

Taiwei repeatedly admonished herself to be calm.

But looking at the scene in front of her, she couldn't calm down.

Her heart thundered and flashed, and the waves crashed on the shore, which was a great movement to drown people.

Holding his breath, Taiwei took a step forward.

Now that we have come, there is no reason to turn back now.

She lowered her eyebrows and lifted her foot again.

But this time, her heel touched the ground and froze. The sun above his head was still the same as before, fiery red and hot, but a cold sweat broke out on Taiwei's body.

It was just a matter of moments, and the cold sweat covered her back.

She stiffened and stood in place with a basket on her shoulder, not daring to move.

The man behind her, standing very close.

A hand pressed against her shoulder with heavy force.

"Why are the five girls so interested in coming to see a dead man?"

He stood behind her, head bowed, almost leaning against her. The sound of his breathing was close to her ears.

In the audience, under the blue sky and white sun, he stretched out his finger and gently brushed away the broken hair on her cheeks: "The fifth girl is very hot?

Hearing this, Taiwei forced himself to calm down, and turned his head to avoid his hand.

She turned around, with a white pretty face, pale red cherry lips, and a pointed chin, with a ghostly beauty in the skylight.

Xue Huaijian looked at her for a long time.

Taiwei looked back and tightened her hands.

He was dressed in regular clothes, and he was leisurely, not like he was on official business, but like he was going out for a stroll.

Under the blazing sun, he smiled slightly, and suddenly said, "What, after changing your clothes, don't the five girls recognize you?"

He sighed faintly: "It can be seen that the five girls are full of lies, and there is really nothing to hear." If you say a word that is true, you should not do it. ”

As he spoke, Xue Huaijian still had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were so cold.

Taiwei made him see that his heart was in his throat.

His voice also became cold: "When you say what you love for a lot, you can't even remember people." ”

"Commander Xue. Taiwei turned her face away and said very softly, "I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

Has he been there all along, or has he just come?

Why is he here?

And how did he recognize her at a glance when she looked like she was today?

Taiwei has a feeling of daylight.

She didn't know in the past that Xue Huaijian was such a ghostly guy.

Taiwei was very unhappy in her heart.

At this time, two people came from afar.

One is tall, one is higher.

The taller one is holding a purple bamboo umbrella painted with peony flowers in his arms.

Two people, walking side by side, came against the light.

This scene fell in Taiwei's eyes, and it was very familiar.

The first time she saw them, it was like that.

The one holding the umbrella is called the one who slashes the misfortune.

The one who carries the quiver is called innocence.

She remembered it all.

......

Tai Wei lowered his eyes.

When she first met Xue Huaijian, Xue Huaijian was just a gardener, alone and without anything.

He had no guards, no attendants, no one.

It's not like he is now.

Although they are one person, for Taiwei, they are different after all.

Taiwei took a step back: "If Commander Xue is fine, I will leave first." ”

Xue Huaijian stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm: "Wait, the fifth girl is leaving?" He laughed: "Didn't you disturb the interest of the fifth girl in watching the corpse?"

Hearing the word "corpse viewing", Taiwei Xingxing narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Xue Huaijian smiled casually, shook his head and said, "It's still early, the fifth girl doesn't have to worry, let's get closer and take a look." ”

He said as if he was going to enjoy the flowers.

If someone who doesn't know his identity sees him for the first time, they will definitely be surprised that the commander of the Zhenyi Division, who is known for his strange and ruthless methods, is such a beautiful young man.

He still has the arrogance and youthfulness of a teenager.

Those complex and subtle things, which made him look good, also became complicated.

It's just that underneath that complexity, there is always a gloomy and cool cold.

His good-looking, is cold.

It's icy and cold, like a deep well and a deep spring.

Like a beautifully carved dummy, made of porcelain.