When Li Yitian and Zhou Gongyi came to the post station, the sky was already white.

The soldier stationed here today is not the old soldier of yesterday, and the veteran has already left with the escort of yesterday's thief leader.

At this time, the person on duty was a new recruit in his twenties.

Zhou Gongyi handed over the head and said, "This little brother is the harvest of the two of me entering the mountain yesterday, can you help us redeem the silver first."

The two of us are really shy in our pockets, and we haven't paid for today's meal yet. ”

A trace of disdain flashed in the recruit's eyes, and he said impatiently: "Although the hero can rest assured, can the government still owe you a reward?"

It's just that I didn't expect that the heroes who save the suffering and save the distress would also covet these yellow and white things, which is really chilling. ”

The word hero was bitten very hard by young people, and the meaning of ridicule is self-evident.

When Zhou Gongyi was in the countryside, he constantly exchanged words with the people of Shengdou, and he had a face that had been tempered for thousands of years, how could this young man's words be shaken?

At that moment, he was smiling on his face, and he didn't speak, but his hands kept rubbing, looking like a standard Shengdou Xiaomin.

After the recruits confirmed their heads, they were indeed on the opposite list with the two wanted criminals in the county.

So the recruit took out a roster, found the names of the two on it, and ticked them with a red pen.

Then he called out to the soldiers who were guarding the silver inside, "Bring me ten taels of silver." ”

Not long after, a man ran out of the house holding two ingots and five taels of silver on a tray, and the recruits weighed the silver in front of Li Yitian and Zhou Gongyi to show that the silver was sufficient.

Then the silver went to Li Yitian and Zhou Gongyi, Zhou Gongyi weighed the five taels of silver in his hand, and he was overjoyed, he didn't expect that the money he used to forge his sword would be earned back so quickly.

Then he waved his hand arrogantly and said, "Brother Xian, I have been taken care of by you all along."

Today, the eldest brother has made some money, although he can't go to any very good restaurants, but it is enough to ask for a jar of local wine on the roadside stall, and order a few meat dishes. Let's go, this big brother is in for a treat!"

Half an hour later, the man who was about to be treated to a meal fell drunk next to an empty jar.

Li Yitian looked at this big brother who didn't know whether he was really drunk or fake drunk with shocked eyes.

This cheap big brother is really shameless to a realm, even a meal of one or two silver has to use the "drunken escape Dafa" to escape, which is by no means an ordinary product in the world.

In the end, Li Yitian carried Zhou Gongyi, who pretended to be drunk to the end, back to the inn.

Staying awake all night is ultimately damaging to the two of them, but for a martial artist like Li Yitian, the impact is not as great as that of ordinary people.

Of course, if they don't sleep for a long time, ten days and half a month in a row, their bodies can't hold it.

When Li Yitian returned to the inn, Mo Lin and Wu Shuai were having lunch.

Seeing that Li Yitian was back, Wu Shuai took Zhou Gongyi, who was like a dead pig, from his shoulder and threw him on his bed.

Mo Lin looked at Li Yitian and said lightly, "Are you back, do you want to eat something?" The tone was like a little daughter-in-law who welcomed her husband back from farming.

Li Yitian smiled slightly and said, "I'm not hungry, I've already eaten with Brother Zhou on the way."

You eat, I've stayed up all night, I'll go back to the room to rest for a while. ”

After that, Li Yitian slowly walked upstairs and left.

Back in the room, Li Yitian freshened up, took off his shoes and socks and sat on the bed, with his back against the wooden wall.

Li Yitian's eyes were blank, and the scenes of what he saw and heard tonight flashed in front of his eyes.

Li Yitian has always looked forward to the wine and swords on the rivers and lakes, as well as the stories that everyone recites.

From this point of view, Li Yitian is no different from all those ordinary teenagers who worship chivalry in his past and present lives.

But he saw the real rivers and lakes tonight, the sword is a murderous sword, the wine is the wine of the afterlife, and the story is a reality woven with blood and death.

He is now like a child who takes his coin jar to the commissary to pick out his favorite candies and toys, and the child thinks that his coin jar can buy all the things he likes.

But the shopkeeper told him in a cold tone that he couldn't even buy the cheapest thing in the store.

What will a child do when he hears that? Maybe he will cry and never come to the store again, or maybe he will move in and his parents will buy those things for him.

But Li Yitian is not a child, and the rivers and lakes are not toys, the rivers and lakes are a dream.

The road in this dream may be full of thorns, but there will always be a moving scenery in the dream.

For Li Yitian, this is his own rivers and lakes, he doesn't want to retreat, or simply return to Qin, as the second prince of Qin, send 100,000 troops to Yanzi Mountain to carry out endless encirclement and suppression.

He could not forget the weight of the life that had passed through his hands last night. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the falling head, the splattered blood, the frightened eyes of the scissor ghost, and the indifferent look when he twisted Li Erniu's neck.

He closed his eyes wearily, trying to get used to the weight of the load on his back as quickly as possible.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door in the silence.

Li Yitian opened his eyes and replied, "Please come in." He wondered who would comfort him at this time.

It should be Angkor, after all, he is an old-timer in the rivers and lakes, and it is normal to express the care from the predecessors to the younger generations of the rivers and lakes.

As a result, the person who pushed the door in was Mo Lin, she held a bowl of cold vegetable porridge, gently put it on the table and said to Li Yitian: "Eating wine and meat at the first meal in the morning is not good for your health, drink some vegetable porridge to nourish your stomach." ”

Li Yitian silently picked up the vegetable porridge and drank it in his mouth one by one, the vegetable porridge was neither hot nor cold, and the temperature was just right.

It's just that the taste is too light, but it's just right to dilute the greasy feeling in the stomach.

He sat on the bed and drank porridge, Mo Lin stood aside and quietly watched him drink porridge, watching Li Yitian's gentle movements, Mo Lin had a warm feeling in his heart.

After drinking the porridge, Li Yitian looked up at Mo Lin: "Why did you think of coming to see me?"

Mo Lin raised his hand and stripped the green silk that floated up of himself, and his eyes were like a calm lake, although there was no expression in it, there was a sense of reassurance.

She said calmly: "Angkor saw that you were not in a good state, so he asked me to come up and have a look, and by the way, I sent a bowl of porridge." ”

Li Yitian smiled self-deprecatingly, he originally had a trace of nostalgia for the relationship between the two, but he was still self-inflicted.

What Li Yitian didn't know was that although it was indeed Angkor who asked Merlin to come in to visit.

But the bowl of vegetable porridge was put away by Mo Lin when he first came in.

Li Yitian patted the side of the bed and motioned for Mo Lin to sit down.

Mo Lin sat down very calmly, but what she didn't expect was that as soon as she sat down, Li Yitian pillowed his head on a pair of her jade legs.

Li Yitian clearly felt that the moment his head touched Mo Lin's leg, the girl's body stiffened for a moment, and then relaxed.

Pillowed on Mo Lin's legs, Li Yitian couldn't help but sigh that these legs were so soft and felt so good, and it would be even better to look up at the scenery.

And he could catch the panic in the girl's eyes that had not yet had time to hide.

But the strange thing is that Li Yitian didn't have any desire because of this, he just simply felt that Mo Lin was very good-looking, and her legs were very comfortable.

Li Yitian saw that Mo Lin was about to speak again, and hurriedly spoke first: "Okay, my little slave, I know that I am your master, as long as you give an order, you can sleep or something."

But now you can be a quiet little slave and listen to me and talk to me, okay?"

Mo Lin nodded wordlessly, Li Yitian looked at her calm eyes and slowly said, "Mo Lin, have you ever killed someone?"

This is obviously a very idiotic question, has a genius on the battlefield not killed anyone?

Mo Lin looked at the fragile young man in front of him, and felt a little distressed inexplicably.

She thought for a while, suppressed the desire to ask: "Haven't you, the god of war of the Qin State, ever killed someone?" and replied seriously: "I have killed, and the first person I killed was a death row prisoner." This is the tradition of the Mo clan.

Each child who is considered martial arts by the family to be adequately engaged in a one-on-one battle with a vicious death row inmate.

Only the winner is qualified to take charge of the army, and although the defeated will be saved, he can only be a bastard in the family for the rest of his life, because he doesn't even have the courage to face life and death.

Such people are not worthy of the trust of soldiers on the battlefield. “

Li Yitian smiled and said: "Then you are worse than me, this time I am at least several times higher than the other party in martial arts."

But why do I feel so heavy on the life of the guy who died at my hands?"

Mo Lin is not an ordinary woman after all, she is a unicorn tempered by blood and fire on the battlefield.

She looked at Li Yitian quietly, could this man who dared to risk his life on the battlefield to fool her turn out to be a cowardly rotten good person?

It's not worth it to lose.

So she looked at Li Yitian's eyes gradually cold, and her tone seemed to be a little colder: "Then do you regret killing him?"

Li Yitian didn't seem to notice the change in Mo Lin's tone, and his tone was still calm: "I don't regret it, people always have to bear the consequences for their crimes."

The blood that flew on his body was the tears of those he had hurt.

I just think that life is so good, but there are always people who don't cherish it.

There are thousands of miles of sunshine in the world, but they always want to shrink into the darkness.

The road to the light, no matter how difficult it is, is still there, and since they have chosen to abandon that path and hide in the darkness to devour others, they must be prepared for death. “

Mo Lin looked at the gentle face of the young man on his lap, she always felt that this young man was a little different, the word life was so important to him, whether it was a good person or a bad person.

This is not the mentality of a prince who has been endowed with high hopes, nor should it be the vision of an excellent commander, what has he experienced?

Li Yitian closed his eyes and rested for a while, then jumped up from the bed, and returned to the previous image of the second prince who was out of tune: "Yesterday, Brother Wu Shuai must have followed us in secret, I looked all the way for a long time and didn't find anything, it's really a light effort!"

No, I'm going to have to get his light work out of him.

Niu'er, your legs are so soft, you can barely be the pillow of the master, and the master will come to the pillow next time he is tired. “

After saying that, he quickly slipped away, not giving Mo Lin a chance to fight back.

Mo Lin looked at his back as if he was running away, his pretty face flushed, his slender hand stroked his leg, and muttered, "Is it soft?"