It was very quiet, only the sound of horses' hooves being kicked and trampled, and nothing else could be heard.

Xiaoyan leaned over, Yinxiang took her outstretched hand and pulled it back to her, and wrapped her other hand around my hand.

I saw the dreadful gray outside from the swaying curtains, and it was still sunny at noon, but after only one or two hours, it was dark inside and outside the carriage.

It seems that when I can't see, I can't always tell the movements of the horses, except at night.

"Friends in front, get out of the way. ”

There was such a sound outside the curtain, and the feeling of storage near the carriage was very real, different from the dispersion when he was in a hurry, and he was guarding the surroundings one by one.

Xiaoyan and I looked at Yinxiang again, he only stared at the thick cloth curtain, his eyes narrowed and he couldn't see clearly, and his hand was still holding us warm.

Stalemate: A long period of silence, neither advancing nor retreating.

Yinxiang suddenly handed over the two handfuls of □□ to me and Xiaoyan respectively, and bent over to stand up from the corner where he often snuggled and dusted off the corners of his robes. When the door curtain was quietly opened, I heard a male voice outside, vaguely accompanied by the spring thunder in the mountains, whirling and roaring and refusing to disperse.

"When the slave Nian Qianyao is here to wait for Fu Jin for a long time, he is returning to Beijing, and the slave will be Bao Fu Jin and the young master all the way. ”

The barrel of the gun that was suddenly raised in front of him was gently held by Yinxiang, his face was reversed in the gray light and shadow, and the beard that was almost no longer modified covered most of his face, and only a pair of eyes flashed brightly. I couldn't see the smile inside, but it was quiet, and my heart lifted it up, and gradually put it back, and the gun was still clutched and refused to let go.

With his head lowered in front of us, I could feel Xiaoyan's trembling, and I leaned against his chest together, and heard him say very softly and slowly, "I know that you are hard, hold back, if you are really uncomfortable, scold or cry a few times, no one will laugh at you." If you hear me say go, don't stop, don't look back, go as fast as you can. I'll go to you. ”

For many years, he has always been like this, never saying sure or guaranteeing, just a few simple instructions, not even a word of comfort. But we all know that what he says will be done, no matter whenever.

I shook my head and bit my lip hard, smelling the blood and nodded.

"Go, there's me. Xiaoyan grabbed my shoulder, put his other hand on his face, and his fingertips trembled without movement.

The body shook for a moment, and his back blocked the outside, only to see his legs walking straight out, and the robe that was blown up showed a dazzling white, like echoing the miserable white lightning that suddenly appeared in the sky.

I didn't hear the familiar male voice anymore, it was always like a laughing voice. Time seems to stand still, but you can hear the ticking of the hour and minute hands.

Spring rain is as precious as oil, and there is always rain in this mountain, annoying rain. At this point, it's even more chaotic.

"The old man is not what he used to be, he is the governor of Sichuan and an important minister of the court, why bother talking about slaves all day long. It's just that since you are willing to be a house slave and come to pick up your master, you can't see you get off the horse and salute. ”

"You ......"

Xiaoyan and I leaned on both sides of the car door, carefully lifted the corner of the curtain to see out, and the person sitting on horseback not far away on the opposite side had a vague silhouette, sitting straight and straight, as if leaning forward.

Yinxiang leaned against the body and shifted his weight to his left leg, and sneered, "What's the matter, I don't recognize your thirteenth master?"

"It's you. ”

"Well, it's your thirteenth master. Yinxiang's voice was rarely lazy and arrogant, like his posture, not as strange as him.

Nian Qianyao sat on horseback not far away, and the rain was dripping from the sky, and no one moved. I don't know how many people are behind him, and I can't see it clearly, and I can't count it.

As the rain began to fall, the mountain road suddenly moved, and the low vibrations came from far and near.

The hand on the car clapped twice, and I looked up to see that Yinxiang had quickly jumped off and turned over on the horse next to him, and a whip was thrown in the air.

The whip seemed to split a gap in the mountain road, and out of nowhere, dozens of cavalry rushed forward, rushing forward from both sides of the carriage. The whole valley shook and shook, and I don't know if it was the rain or they were faster.

There was no sword and sword, only the humidity in the air, evaporating with a disgusting smell of blood.

Nian Qianyao didn't move, and so did Yinxiang, facing each other in the space that suddenly quieted down.

The rain was as subtle as it had come, laughter pierced the silent valley, and the smile on his face was seen as the sun shone down, familiar and unfamiliar.

"The Thirteenth Master is also not today, although he has no title and no military power, he can conjure up a divine soldier on this mountain path, and God will stop me in the future. It's a pity that Nian is the governor of Sichuan who is now the saint of the imperial pen, and the thirteenth master can't help me. Could it be that you still want to take me today? Kill the officials of the imperial court, don't you want to rebel?"

The corpses were scattered all over the ground, and for a short distance they were red as they flowed down from the soldiers, seeping into the rain that soaked the ground.

He sat upright on the horse's back with a smile, and even though there was no one beside him, he still sat upright, and the smile at the end of his eyes was more and more clearly shrouded in sunlight.

The driver was holding the reins of the sword, and Yinxiang and the other four people who followed him all the way were still standing close.

I forced my nausea to vomit, and the gun in my hand tightened and loosened, grabbing the curtain and staring at him. In the afterglow is the filial piety of the same tense face, and similar □□ points in the same direction.

"Today's events are not unknown to anyone, and if you still want to sit firmly in the position of governor, I am afraid that you will have to make way for you...... I met by chance before the army, and I don't know what the young man wanted. ”

Yinxiang always had the black horsewhip in his hand, coiled in his palm and never thrown it off. The legs clamped between the horse's belly and slowly moved forward, making a clattering sound of treading water.

Xiaoyan and I looked at each other and didn't dare to relax, but the carriage moved, very slowly, as if the minutes and seconds were infinitely extended, and the increasingly intense blood-colored sunset, the red of the mountains and valleys.

At the intersection of mountains and roads, Nian Qianyao's face was clearly in front of him, the corners of his lips provoked and led the horse to the side, only looking at Yinxiang's clear voice, "The kindness of the two princes, Nian Mou has written it down." ”

I didn t see Yinxiang's expression, grabbed Xiaoyan's hand and spit it out, the body shook and heard a few low shouts, and the speed became faster.

In the confined space, there was no red that seemed to be dyed, and Yinxiang didn't sit in, and he could hear his voice and tell something. I swayed and leaned on Hyo-yan, so tired that I could barely open my eyes, and I felt that the carriage was even more bumpy.

When there was a bang, I woke up in shock, and looked at the gun at my feet with pain in my palms.

The sun shone in suddenly, shaking me to cover my eyes, and Xiaoyan smiled easily and held my hand tighter.

"It's okay, I just fell asleep and woke myself up scared again. ”

Yinxiang shook his head and slapped his palms on the car window, and his voice was soft, "Sleep, this road is not easy to walk, it should be better to turn around the mountain." Hurry up more tonight and bear with me. ”

I answered and tried to stare into his eyes, but I couldn't see clearly in the backlight and shadow, only water dripping down. raised his hand to touch it, but shook and hurt his elbow, and was tightly hugged by Xiaoyan in the corner.

The curtain was almost torn off, and there was no shadow of Yinxiang outside, and the car leaned back with the neighing of horses, one after another.

I heard Xiaoyan's muffled snort, and the arm around my stomach moved carefully, but it still made me suddenly hurt.

The carriage fell back to the ground with a bang and threw us to the front, Xiaoyan grabbed my shoulder and called Yinxiang, I shook my head and tried to sit up, but my legs were hot and wet.

Outside, there was a shrill sound of metal clashing.

I finally heard the "go" and bit my lip and looked out the window. There were no more familiar mountains, only the sky as if it had been burned by fire, with thick clouds shrouded in a blood-like red.

I'm afraid I can't go, because the carriage never moved again.

We pulled the curtain and saw the scene outside, and we knew that we really couldn't leave.

The strange face that rushed over fell beside the horse's hoof, and the man standing in the driver's seat swung his sword and cut the rope that tied the cart, and the two crazy horses trampled on the man on the ground and galloped out, and fell straight into the pit in front of him, making a terrible wail.

The car suddenly retreated, slid and stopped. The fingers clutching the doors and windows were bleeding, and the faces could not be seen clearly.

As soon as all the qi qi qi calmed down, yinxiang slammed the car door and stretched out his hand, xiaoyan shook and jumped down to try to help me. Out of nowhere, I grabbed the plank and grabbed the gun under me.

He sat on the ground with his back against Xiaoyan, next to Yinxiang and the five wounded soldiers everywhere, surrounded by more than a dozen tall men with swords.

A figure came running easily from a distance, standing a few steps away with a roar, and at this moment his face was devoid of the hidden resentment of Fang Cai, and he still had a pair of smiling eyes.

"Thirteenth master, the mountains and rivers have met, but this time it's faster. This kind of thing is not only for you to be a prince. ”

The green tendons on the back of Yinxiang's hand holding the soft sword were revealed, and the blood dripped down the emerald green on my leg along the sheath, and the wet skirt could no longer distinguish between light red and bright red, deep and shallow intertwined with the lines.

"Nian Qianyao ......"

Nian Qianyao's head lowered slightly, and finally looked at me and nodded seriously.

My hand was flat on my abdomen, which was still throbbing, and there was nothing in it except pain, and I didn't feel anything, and it was surprisingly quiet.

gritted his teeth ruthlessly, and grabbed the handle of the gun under the hem of his skirt, "At this time, it's really a joke to talk about the prince Fujin, but even if you kill the master, you are still a slave, and in your heart you are." ”

He laughed when he heard it, and laughed like he had never seen before, "Yes, Fu Jin is right, Nian is a slave, a slave of the fourth master, a slave of the saint, and a slave of the Qing Dynasty." ”

"To be a slave is to keep your duty, it seems...... You forgot the rules. Seeing him stunned for a moment and then raised an eyebrow and laughed, I stopped trying to feel the unresponsive child, and raised the gun and pulled the trigger, which shook me from my fingertips to my shoulders.

Two voices echoed in the valley in succession, like the muffled thunder before the battle, roaring far and near.

Blood gushed out from under the neck of the horse that was raised high, and the man who had narrowly jumped rolled twice and propped one knee in front of him, and stared up at me sharply, his eyes dark. Blood oozed from the forehead of the flying hat, dripping down the eyebrows and onto the face, making the face a little whiter.

"Remember, this is the gesture of the slave when he sees his master. Whether I live or die, you have to be like this when you see me. ”

His hatred was more obvious than mine, his fingers almost digging into the dirt, and he stood up and drew his sword from his waist.

I took a long breath and sat up straighter against Xiaoyan, trying to stop the hands holding the gun from trembling, "No matter who knows about today's events, it has come to this point, don't Rosso, come on, use your skills." You can't say that you will die together, you can't say you live or die, you can't say ...... You will never see your master sister again. ”