Zhang Xing stood behind the curtain and listened to these Huaiyang Gu family, the emperor and other topics, as if she was in a cloud and mist, she didn't understand at all, she didn't want to listen to it, she just hoped that these people would leave quickly.

Outside, the wind was stronger, and the crooked Buddha statue swayed with it, knocking on the wall from time to time, making a soft tinkling sound. Zhang Xing was worried that she would die, and cold sweat broke out on her body, for fear that the Buddha statue would overturn, revealing the person hidden inside.

She knew that Ye Xinchen's aunt was on an errand in Huaiyang Palace, and Ye Xinchen heard that she had also entered Huaiyang Palace, judging from Ye Xinchen's sacrifice of his life today, she expected that the half-dead person lying in the Buddha statue was about the surname Gu, and Xu was the baby son of Gu Yongfeng in the mouth of the two people who spoke outside, and he could top Gu Xichao in several cities.

Holding the life and death of such a big character in her hands, she felt even more pressured. This surname Gu can't die in her hands anyway, she has been here for a year or two, and the people around her who talk about it the most, envy and fear are not the emperors and princes who were originally in Kyoto in the north, but the Huaiyang Palace.

Of course, this major event has nothing to do with her, she only knows that if the guy in the Buddha statue of Lu Dao is really dead, the Huaiyang Gu family will definitely not let her go, maybe it is possible for the whole family to follow with bad luck.

Although there were only two people talking in the temple, there were a lot of people outside, and Zhang Xing thought that she didn't have the ability to drag a half-dead person out of the hall from under the noses of the people here, so she only hoped that they would finish speaking soon, and then get out of the house quickly, so that she could throw this hot potato out of the water.

God finally heard her heart, and when the two of them in the temple were still talking about whether they took Gu Xichao to borrow the Tao or borrow grain, the temple door was knocked lightly. One person said, "Master, the people of the Gu family have chased after you." ”

Zhang Xing's heart was surging when she heard this. I almost clenched my fists and screamed. The two men who were talking in the temple stopped talking at once, and the strong man strode over and opened the door. After glancing at the door, he waved his hand and said, "Go." ”

The temple door was wide open, and Zhang Xing could clearly see that they all got on the horse, and they were all gone in just a moment.

Zhang Xing was about to come out, when she heard a sound approaching, and she had to go behind the curtain again.

The lights came back on, and suddenly it was bright again. Zhang Xing could only see the location of the square at the temple gate, and only relied on the bright lights outside to cut it off, and there were a lot of people. Far surpassed the group of people who had just passed, but I didn't know if it was the enemy of the Gu family or the Gu family itself.

Someone squatted down to wipe the traces on the ground, but the lights at the temple gate were close, a young man wearing a black long robe entered the temple under the crowd of several people, the young man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was also born very outstanding, a pair of peach blossom eyes were raised, and the hope was like autumn water between the bright autumn water, which made people forget the vulgar. Only the temperament is slightly cold. He didn't speak when he came in, but walked to the front of the crooked Buddha statue to look.

Zhang Xing hesitated whether to show up. This Xu is a member of the Huaiyang Gu family, but this young man is shrouded in a coldness, which makes her shudder. He hesitated.

The people who squatted outside to wipe and watch had the result, and they also entered the temple and respectfully replied beside the young man.

"Great young master. The man is gone. ”

The boy didn't respond, just looked at himself. There was no one around, save for the sound of the wind and the burning of torches.

The young man was only a few steps away from Zhang Xing. She only needed one move to attract his attention, and then threw the hot potato out of her hand, but for some reason, she was always a little uneasy in her heart, and her steps were slow.

Outside, another horse galloped over, and when they reached the gate of the temple, they stopped, and then a few more people came in, and the man who led the way in whispered a few words to the young man, and the young man turned his head and looked at a young man covered in blood who was helped in.

"Second Young Master with Ye Xinchen?" he asked.

Hearing that the voice in his ears was as cold as his person, Zhang Xing couldn't hear any of the emotions in it.

The injured young man nodded with difficulty and said, "Shi, Shiziye, Zhong, I was hit by an arrow......

The eldest young master didn't know what he was thinking, so he glanced at the young man a few more times, and then walked out of the temple. The person who had spoken in his ear before crouched down in front of the injured young man, smiled and said, "The prince was hit by an arrow, where is the injury?"

"Legs, thighs. The boy replied.

"Where did Ye Xinchen take the prince to?" the man asked again.

The boy thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "I, we are running away separately......"

"Is that the prince of the world alive or dead at the moment, you don't know what to do?" asked the man as he asked as he took a short dagger from his waist and slammed it into the chest of the young man who was shaking his head.

Zhang Xingwan, who was hiding behind the curtain, didn't expect things to evolve like this, and was so frightened that he almost screamed.

The man killed someone, wiped the blood from the dagger on the dead man's body without changing his face, and then came out. The rest of the people in the temple were not surprised by this scene in the slightest, as if they had not seen it, and they also rushed out of the way and got on their horses.

A handsome young man in a brocade coat and a long fur is riding a snow-white horse at the entrance of the temple, the torch beam is uncertain, the dim yellow luster flickers on him, and the gold thread secretly woven on the black long fur is shining with a little golden light and the snow-white steed reflects each other, so beautiful that it is like a character in a painting.

"Search carefully, you want to see people when you live, and you want to see corpses when you die. He said calmly. The cold voice blew in the wind, and Zhang Xing, who was peeking behind the curtain, couldn't help but shiver.

The horse team came and went like the wind, and it was only a moment when it was dark again, and Zhang Xing came out from behind the curtain and sat next to the Buddha statue with a weak body. Outside, the wind was strong, whimpering, branches breaking, all kinds of noises were endless, but the temple was very quiet. The vermilion-painted Buddha lay silently, the dead man at the door lay on his back, the blood flowed a lot, the wind poured in through many cracks, and those gray and black curtains flew up from time to time.

This place must not be stayed, sooner or later people from outside will search for it, and by that time, she will not have the good luck of the previous few times.

The first time she was prepared in advance by relying on a dog hole, but the second and third time was just careless on the part of these two gangs. But if she did it again, she would never be able to escape.

Now it's not as simple as whether she wants to throw the burden out of the box, she just throws it out, and others won't necessarily let her go.

Isn't there a living example of killing people and killing people?

She didn't know why the eldest young master of the Gu family wanted to kill the second young master. She didn't want to know that these dirty things had nothing to do with her. She just wanted to stay alive and stay away from all these troubles. She knew that she could actually live and die regardless of Gu Xichao. But she couldn't ignore Ye Xinchen's life or death. There was something in her bones that kept her from caring about people and things.

Huaiyang City can't go now, this eldest young master is dead to see the corpse, the city gate has probably made some arrangements, she will send people over now, don't say that Gu Xichao can't survive, she will be wiped out. Then she had to go elsewhere, and spend the night first, and wait until dawn, and then she would try to get people into the city.

At that time, there was a lot of publicity. That eldest young master just wants to do something, and he has to worry about so many pairs of eyes around him. Besides, Gu Xichao can surpass his brother to be the little prince of Huaiyang Palace, and he must also have his own group of people.

Zhang Xing made up her mind, and hurriedly went out to find the straw mat in the corner of the temple wall, and prepared to use this thing to drag Gu Xichao away - he was much bigger than her, but she couldn't carry him.

It was also her luck that Zhang Xing got the straw mat in her hand, and she heard a tapping sound not far away. She was startled, thinking that someone else would immediately burrow into the haystack. The tapping sound was near, but it was an ownerless horse. An arrow was stuck in the horse's buttocks.

Zhang Xingmao watched the horse approach in the grass, waited for a while, and saw that there was really no one behind. Only then did he dare to come out and run over. Pull the horse over. It was too dark for her to see. The wound could only be judged by the length of the arrow exposed on the horse's buttocks.

She smeared a handful of ash from the grass where she had made a fire and smeared it on the arrow wound on the horse's buttocks, and tied the horse to the old tree at the entrance of the temple.

Gu Xichao still didn't die, but his breath became weaker. Zhang Xing dragged him out, and it took a lot of effort to get him on horseback.

She doesn't know how to ride a horse, she can only lead it.

Although the horse was wounded, it was tamed, and followed Zhang Xing with a half-dead man.

The wind became stronger and stronger, Zhang Xing was afraid to die, for fear of meeting someone again, so he only cautiously led the horse away while listening carefully to the surrounding movements.

They went out of the woods, but they didn't meet anyone. Zhang Xing gradually put her mind at ease and went to the small village a few miles away in her memory, but she didn't go far, and it actually rained lightly.

Zhang Xing looked at Gu Xichao, who was motionless on horseback, and really wanted to leave him in the wilderness like this, but she still couldn't help but not do it.

The rain became heavier and heavier, Zhang Xing had to speed up, she was really tired, hungry and cold now, and after eating in the morning, she hadn't eaten anymore.

She squinted at a dark shadow not far ahead, and drove the horse slowly, only to find that it was just a dilapidated cowshed, and there was only a lump of cow in it, and the owner of the cow here probably thought it was too dilapidated and moved to a new house.

Zhang Xing was overjoyed, tied the horse to the cow stake, made the lump of cow in the middle of the cowshed, pulled the man on the horse down, and touched his snort. Hurry up and make a fire. She carried incense, candles, paper money, flint offerings, and the like. It was quick to make a fire, because the cowshed had firewood. She was afraid that someone would see the movement here, so she poured out all the contents of the baggage, and hung it at the door of the cowshed to block some light.

She remembered that the village was not far from here, but now it was raining too hard to get out. But she has everything in her baggage. She took a bowl of rainwater from the bowl she was going to hold the offerings, heated it, pinched it open Gu Xi's mouth, and poured a small half bowl into it.

Blood and water are of the same origin, he has lost too much blood, and she can't replenish blood, so let's replenish water.

The clothes on both of them were already soaked, and Zhang Xing no longer thought about things like men and women, and reviving Gu Xichao was the most important thing in front of him.

She stripped Gu Xichao of only two underwear, and then pulled him to the fire to roast him.

When she had done this, she really had no strength at all, and she didn't bother to take off her wet clothes, so she sat down near the fire, and roasted herself while eating the offerings made for the stones. (To be continued......)