Shen Zhan even found the cuffs around his waist, no waist cards, no tattoos, no secret marks. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are eleven people in Tsing Yi in a row, and there is no secret mark.

Shen Zhan finally picked up the face towel of the leader of the men in black.

A strange smile crossed his face.

Shen Zhan frowned involuntarily. Subconsciously felt that this smile was very remarkable.

After roughly searching the body of the leader of the men in black, there are still no useful clues.

Shen Zhan looked at Song Mi'er with his sword.

Song Mier was seriously pulling the dagger from the chest of the other man again.

He took a long breath.

"Let's go."

Song Mier wiped his hands on his body, and wiped the dagger on the body of a man in Tsing Yi. He inserted the dagger into the scabbard and into his belt.

stepped forward and grabbed Shen Zhan's hand.

At this time, the sky is about to be bright, the rain has not stopped, and the night can be seen slowly receding, revealing the faint morning light little by little, the most at the beginning of dawn, but the most tired time.

The soldiers who besieged the city and the thieves who broke into the house all knew that the first dawn was the best time to attack, because at this time, people were the most tired, the slowest to react, and the easiest time to attack. At this time, those who have a heart will arrange a shift change of guards an hour in advance, and the new rested guards will be replaced, so naturally there will be no fatigue.

But Shen Zhan and Song Mier had no one to replace.

They didn't rest all night.

One fought all night, the other terrified all night.

Now they are all very tired.

I can't wait to fall in the mud in the next moment, in the haystack, by the pond. It doesn't matter where you are, as long as you can lie down, you can lie down.

What's more, one of them was hurt worse than the other.

At this moment, Song Mier felt that her wound was burning hot, she raised her hand and touched her waist, only feeling wet, but she didn't know whether it was water or blood.

She only had a few small wounds that hurt so badly, and Song Mier couldn't help but turn her head to look at Shen Zhan beside her.

It doesn't seem to change his complexion.

If you don't look closely, you can see his slightly white lips, if you don't smell the thick and pungent smell of blood on his body. He seemed to be a noble boy walking on a bright street, walking seriously and carelessly.

Song Mier increased his strength to support Shen Zhan.

"Mi'er・・・・・・" Shen Zhan opened his mouth, his expression that was still cold just now changed, his eyes were bent into a beautiful arc, the corners of his mouth were upturned, I don't know how charming it is, "Don't help me like this, you are injured, be careful of your wounds." Come, let's go together. ”

He was turned into a hand-in-hand, and he and Song Mier supported each other.

When he was stunned and woke up in an unknown mansion, Song Mier didn't cry.

When he was chased and fled by the killer, Song Mier did not cry.

Faced with the threat of death, Song Mier didn't cry when he almost returned to the west.

The first time he killed, Song Mier didn't cry when he saw blood pouring out and soaking his dagger and nails.

But at this moment, Shen Zhan, who was seriously injured, said so gently that he wanted to take care of his injuries and "go together", Song Mier's tears fell in the blink of an eye.

She raised her hand and took her sleeve to wipe her tears, the sleeve was wet, and her face was also wet, and she couldn't wipe it anymore.

Tears mixed with muddy water, and blood on his sleeves.

Her face was colorful piece by piece, and the more she rubbed it, the more she sparked.

"Little Flower Cat."

Shen Zhan smiled again, with uncontrollable pity in his eyes.

In the past, he mostly felt that Song Mier was his little green plum, the intimate little padded jacket of the queen mother, the favorite little sister of his eldest sister, and the most needed and guarded against at present, to let him abdicate, the representative of the young and talented ministers, the daughter of Prime Minister Song, he likes her, pities her, respects her, and will deceive her and calculate her, but he will never really hurt her.

And now, he feels that she is not only his little Qingmei, his little queen, and the person he liked at the beginning.

She is the one who can fight side by side with herself.

He protects her.

She also went out of her way to protect him.

The last time I fought alongside someone was with Moon Shadow.

But she's not the same as Moon Shadow.

Moon Shadow is a teammate, a comrade-in-arms.

Fighting with Moon Shadow Boyin, he was relieved to give her his back.

And Song Mier, fight side by side with him.

He wanted to be distracted to protect her, and he might get hurt because of it, but he was magically willing to do it.

Fighting with your teammates is hearty.

Together with Song Mier.

This fight was very difficult, but the heart was indescribably soft and happy.

No matter how much blood flowed and the wounds on her body were painful, Shen Zhan's heart was full when she turned around and saw Song Mier sending the dagger into the enemy's chest, and saw her bravely blocking the whip and swinging out the drug.

The corners of Shen Zhan's mouth curled higher, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Don't cry, if you cry again, your eyes will not look good." ”

After that, he reached out and hugged Song Mier in his arms, as if he wanted to be tightly embedded in his body and integrated into his bone marrow.

Song Mier's hands were in the air, very helpless, he didn't know where to put it, Shen Zhan's body was full of injuries and blood. The purple clothes, even if they were washed by the rain, were still dark black, and they stood still in the rain, and after a while, a small pool of blood accumulated on the side of the station.

After a while, Song Mier carefully wrapped his hands around Shen Zhan's waist, and his delicate and small chin was gently placed on Shen Zhan's shoulder, with tears in his eyes, revealing a sweet smile.

But later, she put her smile away.

"Brother Zhan, you are so badly injured, we have to find a place to bandage and rest quickly."

I don't know if there will be a killer coming.

Kill the first batch, will there be a second batch.

After killing two groups of people, will there be a third or fourth group?

Shen Zhan didn't answer, but asked Song Mier a seemingly inconsequential question.

"Mi'er, tell me now, are you afraid?"

Song Mier was stunned, but still replied naturally without the slightest hesitation, "I'm not afraid." ”

Shen Zhan smiled with satisfaction, "Let's go." ”

The two men struggled to move forward.

There was too much blood and water on their bodies, all of them were marks, Shen Zhan and Song Mier had to deliberately walk around the grass, so that the grass could still cover up, and when the rain washed away, the big traces would not be visible.

The two of them walked all the way, stepping on the grass and mud with one foot deep and one foot shallow, solving the enemy, and being injured and bleeding, Shen Zhan and Song Mi'er were a little slack, and they all relied on one breath to support them.

"Brother Zhan, where are we going?"

Brother Zhan, what should we do?

Shen Zhan frowned, "Go through this section first, and wait for the rain to stop." ”

Song Mier bit her lip, "Your wound needs to be bandaged immediately." ”

"I know," Shen Zhan soothed Song Mi'er's arm, carefully avoiding the wound, "Wait for the rain to stop." ”

With a sigh of relief, he moved forward again.

The rain gradually stopped.

The sun slowly rose.

The earth was surrounded by gold.

It looks so tight.

The dew became pearls.

Only then did Song Mier see the surrounding environment clearly.

They had already walked through the dense forest. Now it is a low jungle walk, not far away there seems to be an open land, not far away・・・・・・

Song Mier shook Shen Zhan in surprise, "Brother Zhan! It's cooking smoke! There's a house ahead! ”

"Let's go," Shen Zhan smiled, not showing the slightest pain from the pain, "Let's go and see." Walk slowly, don't rush, you watch your step. ”

・・・・・・

When Song Mier and Shen Zhan walked to the open land, they found that there seemed to be a sparse village in front of them.

Twenty or thirty houses of varying heights were scattered, and behind them something shiny was flowing slowly like a jade belt, and it was a small stream.

Song Mier looked down at himself and Shen Zhan, all covered in muddy water and blood, very embarrassed.

Shen Zhan's wounds were very obvious, especially the right shoulder blade, his clothes were torn, and his skin and flesh were flying, but along the way, Shen Zhan didn't even snort in pain.

But can they enter the village like this?

Shen Zhan seemed to have discovered Song Mi'er's thoughts, and squeezed her hand slightly, "Don't worry, let's go." ”

The first person to spot them was an eldest lady.

She was returning from washing her clothes and was walking to the door of the village.

"Ahh

Shocked, the clothes and basins rolled to the ground.

"What's wrong?!" An uncle-like man walked out of the nearest house in his clothes.

The mother's voice was so loud that the uncle heard it at once.

He saw Shen Zhan and Song Mier, and the look on his face changed from anxiety to shock and suspicion.

"Who are you?!"

"Say!"

Shen Zhan slowly stepped forward and arched his hand, "This uncle, Xu Wei is in Xia, this lady is next to him, we are from Qingzhou, we came to Liuzhou to visit old friends, but we don't want to follow the trail and meet bandits・・・・・・" Speaking of this, Shen Zhan also coughed twice, "I am a little injured with my mother, I don't know if I can spend a few nights in the village, and I will be grateful if I will return to Qingzhou with my mother." With that, he bowed to the uncle again.

Song Mi'er bit her lip, when had she ever seen the high Emperor Shen Zhan bow to others.

She was pale, and in the eyes of others she was very weak.

Fortunately, his face was dirty, but he couldn't see his face.

The uncle took off two points of defense, but carefully looked at Shen Zhan, although his clothes were tattered, he could see that the clothes were of the highest quality, and he should be a rich and noble family.

In particular, he behaves politely, he has definitely studied, and he may still be a lifter.

Look at him and his wife, standing like that, obviously so embarrassed, but there is an indescribable attitude that wants to be obedient and admired.

The uncle sighed, "In this case, come in." ”

"Ahh Uncle He! The lady rushed to the uncle's side and whispered in a low voice, but the voice was really not small, "Uncle him!" How can you let outsiders into our village! Look at them covered in blood! He also said that he was attacked by bandits, who knows if he is right? What if they're the bandits! ”

"Besides, what if they bring in the bandits?!"

The eldest lady was very anxious, looking at Shen Zhan and Song Mier, her eyes full of suspicion.

Song Mier leaned towards Shen Zhan's side, a little nervous and a little unbearable.

Shen Zhan looked very natural.

"What nonsense! Don't you see other people's wounds all over their bodies?! You want to kill them! "Uncle is angry.

The eldest lady shrank her neck and snorted, "Who, whoever wants to harm them, come in, come in, it's not that you can't raise two more people・・・・・・"

The eldest lady has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and she is timid and afraid of things, but she is still kind.

"Come in!" The eldest lady turned her head to Shen Zhan and the others, "Let me tell you, our family doesn't have such exquisite clothes, and the linen clothes will be worn, don't give the eldest lady a face!" ”

Shen Zhan smiled at this time, "Thank you, auntie." ”

The eldest lady was stunned for a moment, turned around for a long time, and muttered to herself, "My mother, a man, why does he smile so well, this time it's broken, so that those little girls in the village can see it, and they have ・・・・・・."

So Shen Zhan and Song Mier finally entered the village.

The uncle walked behind, half silently, took a shovel from the side of the house, and shoveled all the roads where Shen Zhan and Song Mier came.

He called a few children who were playing by the stream, and led them from the entrance of the village to the jungle, and trampled on a lot of footprints.

Until it is not clear who is whose footprints.

The uncle even went alone to see the accumulated blood.

He frowned, pounded it with a shovel, mixed it with dirt, and there was no trace of it at first glance.

He looked up into the forest, turned and walked away.

The sun came out, the sky cleared, and the traces of Shen Zhan and Song Mier were blown by the wind, and the sun was sunburned, clean and silent.

Song Mier and Shen Zhan rested temporarily in the village.

The uncle placed them in a vacant wooden house at the end of the village.

The owner of the previous house was a family of three, and the son was admitted to the lifting of people last year, and he took his father and mother to live. The old man was reluctant to go to the village, so he kept the house, and put all the furniture in it, and frankly said that anyone who wanted to come and live would live, but when they came back, let them have a place to rest.

Behind the house was a mountain forest, and the uncle arranged for them to enter the house, and looked at the mountains and forests there meaningfully.

The lady with a knife mouth and a tofu heart sent clothes.

It's clean, it's still brand new.

The eldest lady was stiff while helping them boil hot water, "The vendor who came a year ago didn't have any eyes, but he brought me two pieces that didn't fit, if you don't come, I'm going to throw them away." ”

When it comes to washing, Song Mier will not fake his hands to others.

Shen Zhan held on and asked Song Mier to wash up first. Where is Song Mier willing, how can the two of them still be at a stalemate at this time? So the two men faced each other with sincerity and wiped each other for each other.

Song Mier was embarrassed at first. Although he and Shen Zhan are husband and wife, where are they standing in the same wooden basin as Shen Zhan like this, the water below is clear Lingling, and the two people who are naked are reflected on the water.

Gradually, mud entered the water, and then blood-red water.

The two dirty people slowly became white.

Song Mier's shame gradually turned into pain. Because of himself, but also because of Shen Zhan.

In her eyes, Shen Zhan has always been a pampered nobleman, in the palace, even if he loses a hair, I am afraid that the people below will be honestly afraid, but now, he is scarred. Especially the wound on the shoulder, the white bones are faintly visible. Song Mier didn't dare to put a heavy hand at all, so he could only hold his breath and carefully wipe around the wound. But even so, the wound, which had not been scabbed, bleed out at the slightest touch.

"It's fine." Shen Zhan gently held the hand that Song Mi'er had wiped, suppressing her cry of pain.

Song Mier hurt for him, and he didn't hurt for Song Mier.

He couldn't see his own scars, he could only see Song Mier's waist, arms, and legs, all of which were whip marks, and there was even a deep knife mark on his left forearm.

Shen Zhan hugged Song Mier.

I don't care how much the scars on my body hurt.

At this moment, there is no charm between the two, there is no longing, both of them are in pain, snuggling up to each other, warming each other.

When the water was cold, the two of them came back to their senses, but they always felt that there was something different between the two, as if there were some more silk threads implicated in each other, tightly intertwining the two.

The two of them clumsily and slowly brought hot water from the stove and washed it again.

After that, each other carefully dressed each other.

The pain in his body was so good, he had just escaped the killer, but Song Mier hoped that this moment would be longer and longer.

The two men were dressed, and they didn't care about anything, and lay down on the bed, and for the first time in two days they slept in a clean and tidy bed, even if it wasn't soft enough, even if it was an ordinary quilt, even if it wasn't brand new. Shen Zhan and Song Mier were so embarrassed that they almost fell asleep.

The wounds on his body are still painful, and he can't take care of them.

I didn't think it before, Song Mier only felt that his wound was a little hot and painful, and his heart was even more painful Shen Zhan's injury, but his heart was tightly lifted, and he didn't feel anything. But now lying on the bed, Song Mier felt that his whole body was in great pain, not to mention that he couldn't lift his hands and feet, he couldn't even lift his eyelids, the whole person seemed to be stiff, he couldn't move for half a minute, and it seemed to have become a ball of soft cotton, and the whole person was floating on the bed, fluttering, and his soul didn't know where to go.

There was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Song Mier's eyelids moved, but there was no way to get up at all, it was like a nightmare, and he couldn't move at all when he thought about it.

There was movement outside, and there was a slight knock on the door twice.

Shen Zhan and Song Mier did not move.

It's not that I don't want to move, but I can't move at all.

Tired.

The door was pushed open.

A person walked closer, his steps were very light, but he could hear that he was deliberately heavy, and those who knew martial arts knew that this was a practitioner.

Shen Zhan, who had closed his eyes, suddenly turned over and stood up, holding a dagger in his hand that he didn't know where to conjure.

Sitting at the head of the bed, staring in the direction of the sound like a leopard, his shoulders were dyed red again.

Song Mier also lifted his body with great difficulty, pursed his lips heavily, and clasped his fingers on the quilt under him.

"Awake?"

The person who came was the uncle from the entrance of the village.

Seeing the two of them as if they were facing a great enemy, they "sneered" and smiled, "Just like you, is it possible that there is really an enemy who can still be moved?" ”

Shen Zhan's face darkened by two points.

"Okay, don't you see blood oozing from your body again? We don't have any new clothes for you to change into. ”

As he spoke, the uncle threw something at Shen Zhan, but Shen Zhan didn't answer it, and the burden fell straight on the bed.

The uncle sneered again, then sighed again, "Forget it." ”

The uncle changed his serious face, "There is gold sore medicine in it, and you don't need to help with the medicine in the future." There were also two sets of change of clothes. ”

The uncle looked at the faces of Shen Zhan and Song Mier after washing again, and turned to Song Mier and said, "You are a woman, I want to know how to use the box of incense powder in it." I don't care who you are, what you have to do, heal from your wounds, and leave the end of the village. This village is full of ordinary people, and they can't resist the pursuit of murder like you. ”

Shen Zhan and Song Mier glanced at each other, and they both saw caution and surprise in each other's eyes.

Shen Zhan reacted first and nodded, "Thank you." ”

"No need," the uncle's expression softened and waved his hand, "Let's rest here for the time being, my mother-in-law will bring you three meals a day, whether you eat or not." The villagers are simple, you have no malice, and they will not have it. ”

The uncle has made it very clear that when Shen Zhan and Song Mier are in the village, he will try his best to ensure their safety, and the villagers will not go around shouting, but, on the contrary, Shen Zhan and Song Mier also try to stay in the house as much as possible not to come out and cause trouble, and set off as soon as possible when the injury is healed.

Shen Zhan's "thank you" this time was even more sincere.

None of them asked why this was a very ordinary-looking uncle who casually took out gold sore medicine, as if it was a very common thing to save people and drive people out.

Everyone has a story, and aren't they the same?

Shen Zhan and Song Mier are not unwary, but they really can't see any malice from the uncle. I just took a look at the entrance of the village, this village is not a temporary construction, the children who play are very innocent and lively, and they are faintly curious about themselves, but they are very close to the uncle and the aunt.

Shen Zhan and Song Mier also entered the village with peace of mind because of this.

Song Mier opened the box of incense powder, which was not usually seen in a white hue, but a dark yellow. Song Mier and Shen Zhan understood.