Eighty-eight, escape
This mountain is a little different from the previous mountain, the trees here are extremely dense, even if the branches and leaves are sparse, you can't see the sky clearly, but more of it is dark and you can't see your fingers.
"Are we on the wrong track, why is it getting darker?"
Yuwen Yanshu pushed aside the half-human-tall weeds in front of her, the edges of the weeds seemed to grow thin jagged, and in the darkness she couldn't see the few wounds on her hands that had been cut.
"And I remember not seeing the grass when I ran over?" "The invisible wound does not mean that she can't feel it, and she is in a bad mood, the pain is as fine as an ant biting, itchy and uncomfortable, which makes her mood fall to the bottom.
The sky was already dark and she couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and Dugu Ling couldn't tell the right direction, so she could only comfort her: "Don't be in a hurry, let's find a place to rest first, and wait for dawn before leaving." โ
The two rested in the forest for a long time, and without waiting for anyone to chase after them, Yuwen Yanshu was always relieved that Qiu Chaoyang, who was fighting alone, and Xiao Jingxuan and Xia Qiyang, who were nowhere to be found, so they followed the direction they came from.
"But ......"
"Shu'er is obedient, I know you feel sad, but if you keep walking around like a headless fly, you may go farther and farther. โ
Yuwen Yanshu was silent and did not speak, she also knew that it was a wrong choice to walk around in the dense forest at night, and no one could tell what kind of danger was hidden in the dark woods. It's not the twenty-first century, there are still all kinds of large carnivores living here, and meeting her is definitely their meal, if Dugu Ling is still healthy, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.
Dugu Ling pulled her to a clearing. Yuwen Yanshu took out the fire fold from his arms.
"Don't. Dugu Ling immediately stopped.
"Why?" Yuwen Yanshu asked suspiciously, spending the night in the wilderness and lighting a bonfire to drive away the beasts that are afraid of fire, isn't it?
Dugu Ling explained: "It will be discovered. โ
Hearing this, Yuwen Yanshu consciously put the fire fold back in its original place, the fire in the dark night is hope, and the fire in danger is a signal of the coming crisis.
The two fumbled for a slightly flat clearing. Snuggle up to each other and keep each other warm. Yuwen Yanshu is very glad that he is not yet in time, and fortunately, he and Dugu Ling are not those people who do not eat the ancient and stick to etiquette. Such a cold night can have more warmth, and it can ignite a small flame waiting in the bottom of my heart.
"Cousin. Are you asleep?" Yuwen Yanshu closed his eyes for a long time, his mind was chaotic, and he really couldn't sleep, so he simply opened his eyes and looked at the darkness in front of him.
After waiting for a while, he didn't hear Dugu Ling's answer, and only Dugu Ling's unhurried breathing spread out evenly in the dark and quiet night.
"Nope. โ
Just when Yuwen Yanshu thought he was asleep, he suddenly spoke, and his voice sounded exceptionally cold in the cold air, like ice and snow shattering.
Yuwen Yanshu let out an "oh", and then said, "Have you noticed that the knives used by those people are very strange today?" It was bent like a half-bent moon, not at all like the knives I usually saw. โ
Dugu Ling seemed to move and said, "That's Tubo's scimitar." โ
"So, those people are Tibetans, but didn't they leave a long time ago?"
As soon as the words came out. Yuwen Yanshu felt that it was inappropriate, and he couldn't swallow back what he had just said. At the beginning, Vowel Wan was sent to Tubo and kissed, and the Dugu Ling generation of lovers tracked them all the way, such a move is a great provocation to both today and Tubo, and it is impossible for anyone to let him succeed. Now that there is a prime minister in the court to bear it for him, and there is a queen in the palace to take care of it, no one will be unfavorable to him. But the Tibetan side doesn't know what the situation is. After all, she didn't know what had happened along the way. The only thing that is certain is that this matter is definitely not a good thing, otherwise Dugu Ling would not have been so seriously injured.
Dugu Ling's breathing became a little heavier, and his body was unconsciously stiff, and he even trembled slightly.
"Cousin?" Yuwen Yanshu sensed that something was wrong with him. I can't help but call lightly.
Dugu Ling took a few heavy breaths before calming down the tumbling feelings in his heart, closed his eyes, and said, "Don't worry about this, take care of your spirit." It's easy to find someone tomorrow. โ
Yuwen Yanshu obediently agreed, and closed his eyes silently. Everyone has things they don't want to say, those things and those words are bloody wounds, and they can only hide in the corner and lick them alone. Maybe after a few years, these injuries will eventually scab over and dim over time, and become a thing of the past, but those criss-crossing scars will also be like a solid cage firmly locked in that past, just in a certain corner of the heart, lingering, and unforgettable.
On the contrary, Dugu Ling in the dark opened his eyes, and his clear eyes were quietly covered with a thin layer of tears. The corner of the dark red wedding dress in his arms lay quietly on his chest, the closest place, but it was the most untouchable fragility in the world.
Several people fought and repaired the hut for several days, and it was destroyed in a fight that started for some reason. There is still some inexplicable autumn chaoyang, and I reluctantly cleaned up the things in the house simply, and all the things that I couldn't take away were moved to the cave behind the house.
The cave that used to be simple and clean was also a mess, and the medicine barrel that Xiao Jingxuan used to treat was scattered on the ground, and the potion spread everywhere. The wooden planks that were filled with medicinal herbs by Xia Qiyang were also knocked over on the ground, and those medicinal herbs that Xia Qiyang looked at as heavier than the root of life were soaked in the cold potion indiscriminately. The cave is filled with the strong smell of medicine, which chokes people with tears.
Qiu Chaoyang found the blood jade he was wearing under a stone, half of which was soaked in a black potion, and a few pieces of astragalus fell on it. Qiu Chaoyang picked it up, wiped it clean, thought about it and still wore it on his body, and said to himself: "It seems that this kid is quite a wolf bรจi, and that's right, his martial arts have been greatly reduced, and he has to take that medical nerd with him, alas, when he escapes, he has to be a good person." โ
Those people are going to kill you, who cares if that medic is alive or dead. Now you are desperately bringing people out, which is saving people's lives, and it is obviously dragging others into your big fire pit together.
"A brave man is a brave man, and I don't know what that girl likes about him, and he is so desperate, hey, this is ......"
A dark long sword fell to the root of the corner, if it weren't for Qiu Chaoyang's good eyesight, he really didn't notice it. Qiu Chaoyang picked it up with a little curiosity and a little awe. The hand is slightly heavy, the hilt is thick and smooth, and at a glance you know that the owner often strokes and uses it, but the sword body is light and thin, like a cicada wing, and the sword body can not feel its existence.
The famous sword coveted by everyone in the rivers and lakes, and the famous weapon ranked first on the weapon spectrum - Biyuan Sword, is now also like this, unrecognizable, and half-buried in dust.
Qiu Chaoyang casually turned his wrist, pulled out several sword flowers, and stabbed a sword on a bluestone not far away. I saw that on the seemingly hard stone, a crack quickly cracked in the direction of the blade at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a slight "click", the whole stone split in half and fell side down.
"It's really a good sword, no wonder so many people are red-eyed. Qiu Chaoyang praised it a few times, looked around, and found nothing similar to a scabbard, so he had no choice but to find a piece of clothing that he didn't know whom, cut it and wrapped it, and carried it on his back.
Straightening the package, Qiu Chaoyang said to Biyuan Sword with a sense of concern: "Thank you, you have a good life, and you meet a good person like you." With that, he picked up his long sword, picked up the package, and flew into the darkness.