The two hundred and twenty-sixth round

At just a moment, the guard commander who escorted the convoy had already counted the things, confirmed that there was no less than a star and a half of the gift in return, and woke up the group of Tang envoys and Li Tang officials who were still sleeping in their dreams.

Qin Ying rubbed her face vigorously to put her soul back in place, lifted the sheet carefully, got up and shook off the grass blade crumbs on her back, found water to wash up, she buckled the gold and stone belt to tidy up her clothes, cleaned up Lisuo and sat down to legitters.

The young man was eating porridge with a jar, and he was a little confused to see Qin Ying acting like this.

Qin Ying didn't say a word, and when he entered the grassland, there might be a time to run for his life, just in case.

She said as she tightened her trouser leg with her headband.

Everyone hurriedly had breakfast, and it was time for the hour.

The horses had already been fed, and at this time they were raising their hooves and snorting once or twice from time to time, not to mention how funny they were.

Qin Ying walked behind the young man and entered the carriage with him, holding a small bone whistle with her hand in her sleeve, and unconsciously used her strength, which was quite painful, but this could also remind her to be vigilant at all times, and her heart was not relaxed for a moment.

However, the morning was calm, with only a small episode. The summer is scorching and the weeds are abundant. Blades of grass can cover the horse's legs, and the horse will be whipped by the chariot driver after walking for less than two moments, and will not go forward alive or dead.

Qin Ying, who was sitting in the compartment, felt that the car body shook, and finally stopped, lifted the curtain and stretched out his head to look. I saw the driver jump out of the car and call people to investigate together. After searching back and forth, it was discovered that the sharp edge of the blade of grass had cut the horse's legs, making countless holes, and mosquitoes were circling around the wounds, and the horses stopped when they could not bear the disturbance.

The coachman thinly bandaged the legs of the horses, and they looked up and shook their manes in satisfaction.

The guard commander and the guards explored the way, mowing the grass with their sabers and clearing the obstacles, and the long column of the convoy followed behind.

After lunch, the sun was shining. People are generally lethargic.

Countless people took a nap in the carriage, only Qin Ying pinched the bone whistle, and a layer of sweat appeared in the palms of his hands.

The drivers all brace their spirits and drive with their hats waving the reins, so as not to let these little hooves slacken their pace.

The captain and the guards diligently cleaned up the crazy grass.

One of the young guards squinted and yawned as he cut the weeds on his left.

Suddenly a sudden change is born!

Several gray shadows emerged from the extremely dense grass!

The guards saw a flower in front of them, and they only felt that many ghosts seemed to have grown under the harsh sunlight.

The gray shadows burst out of the grass and scattered. The young guards who were away from the gray shadows didn't even have time to scream or exclaim before they were wiped on their necks with extreme cruelty.

The guard commander was the first to realize the danger, and jumped a few steps away from the horizontal knife in front of him, protecting his chest and other important positions. He fended off the simultaneous attacks of several people, and he also looked at the opponent's body outfit distractedly.

These people are treacherous and elegant, and they all carry three-foot blue edges.

When the guard was in the crossing, it was very difficult, and it seemed that the knife system was not extraordinary. They have strips of white cloth under their narrow sleeves that wrap the hilt tightly around their hands, preventing them from falling off when critical.

This posture and this action are definitely professional assassins.

Wei Chang roared that there was a secret attack, and immediately retreated to the vicinity of the convoy, beckoning the remaining guards to protect the property and people on the car.

The coachman was already frightened when he saw this bloody scene, but he lost all his strength and could not move.

Horses are also spiritual, seeing the one-way slaughter, they raised their front hooves and neighed violently, and wanted to abandon the cart and run away, but they felt that the straps around them were tightly bolted, and there was no chance of slipping away.

The intersection of gold and iron makes a lot of noise. Although Qin Ying was sleepy at noon, she kept pinching the bone whistle, and she was still conscious. Hearing the sound outside the carriage, the calamity that should have come in my heart has finally come, and the situation is probably not good.

With trembling hands, she took out the bone whistle from inside her robe, wiped it with her cuffs, and took the end of the bone whistle in her mouth and blew it vigorously, three or four times in a row, until she ran out of breath. She had been annoyed by her brother's clever calculations countless times, but now she sincerely hoped that her brother's bone whistle could solve her temporary crisis.

A shrill whistle wakes everyone up than the shouts of a more guard.

A clerk woke up and couldn't do anything, and opened the curtain to look out, but was knocked hard by the person sitting in the same seat, and was roughly covered with his mouth.

The Grey Shadows killed a few of the guards who were powerless under their command, and they no longer let the blades drink blood. Although they rushed to the periphery of the convoy and confronted the guard commander and others again, they did not use their killing moves.

The Wei Chang felt very strange, it stands to reason that intercepting the convoy halfway is either for money or for life. What are these assassins trying to do with their deliberate decision not to kill his subordinates, but to give them a room to breathe?

After a while, the two gray shadows successfully bypassed the countless blades of the guards, and a beam of knife light picked the coachman down, and turned into the carriage, and the two of them took the blood-soaked blades, one left and one right, against the neck of a certain civil official, and asked in a low voice, "Who among you is Qin Ying?" ”

The two of them did not speak standard official dialect, with the accent of Youzhou.

But who still has the leisure to pay attention to this at the moment of life and death, several Wen Sanguan stared at the blades without blinking, for fear that they would change direction in the next second and wipe them on their necks.

In the stalemate, I don't know who first said where Qin Ying's carriage was, and the rest of the people all agreed. The assassins looked at each other and removed their knives in tacit understanding, and suddenly jumped out of the car door, heading straight for the carriage Qin Ying was sitting in.

"-Who is Qin Ying?"

The curtain was pierced by a blade, accompanied by a question that seemed to come from hell.

Everyone in the carriage cowered in peril, and there was no answer.

These two assassins looked like they were going to blatantly kill someone named "Qin Ying".

If she is not stupid, she will definitely not take the initiative to hit the knife, but the two assassins have already obtained the news that Qin Ying is in this car, seeing that these four people are all silent, their narrow eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and they are about to draw the knife to the neck of one person, trying to cast a spell just now, so that they can confess Qin Ying.

The young man surnamed Cui raised his head extremely nervously, looked at their blood-dripping blades, and swallowed his saliva violently.

Although Qin Ying hung his head, he paid attention to his surroundings. I secretly said in my heart that something big is not good!

Without hesitation, she lunged to the side, protecting the young man surnamed Cui under her, one step faster than the assassin's blade flashed.

There was a muffled sound when a blunt object slashed into the flesh, and Qin Ying only felt a numbness in his lower back, and the wound began to burn. Ignoring the injury in her lower back, she rolled out of the carriage with her arms around the boy.

"Qin Ying is here!" The assassin jumped out of the carriage and shouted, causing the gray shadows to look sideways, leaving half of them to deal with the guards, and the other half of them rushed to Qin Ying's side.

Qin Ying and the young man became the target of everyone in the blink of an eye.

She closed her eyes and sighed that her brother's bone whistle was useless, and she was about to become a dead soul under the knife, and she didn't see the wolves to save the scene. Isn't it because she is dead that those wolves will come over and eat her flesh and bones?

He was about to take a few more stabs in the back, only to hear the howl of wolves in the distance. The sudden sound of footsteps caused the earth to shake for a moment.

The Assassin at the head thought that the bloodshed might have attracted the wolves, and with a wave of his hand, he caused everyone to retreat in groups. However, the half of the assassins surrounding Qin Ying had no intention of retracting their swords.

After Qin Ying avoided the blade of the knife that started twice, her whole body lost her strength, she lay on top of the young man surnamed Cui, and struggled to spit out the bone whistle in her mouth and blew it again, as if she was howling with a wolf.

Just listen to the earth shake more often.

She thought about the old saying that the cloud mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches behind, but now it is the assassin who kills her and the wolves are behind, and the corners of her mouth suddenly tug into a smile.

The Wei Chang saw that all the gray shadows were looking at Qin Ying alone, and he knew that the assassin had been recruited by her. He led people to move constantly, and finally stopped half of the forces besieging Qin Ying again.

At this time, the first wolf led the wolf pack "belatedly", and the leader ignored the several fresh corpses on the side of the road, but ran straight towards the bone whistle.

Qin Ying's anger was like a gossamer, and his cheeks were sour. After the wolf rushed into the human circle and arched to his side affectionately, Qin Ying knew that he would probably not be able to die, and finally lost consciousness with peace of mind.

……

In a daze, someone kept calling her name, as if someone had picked open the placket of her shirt and ripped off the dirty robe to show her wounds.

Qin Ying's hands and feet were weak, so he was at their mercy. Finally she came to her senses.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a brilliant star hanging in the night, and she tried to move her left hand, but found that there was a tingling in the palm of her hand, as if she had touched some fur.

When I turned my head to look, I saw a huge wolf lying beside me, my hand resting on its back.

Qin Ying thought that wolves, such beasts were wild and not domesticated, how could they endure the touch of others. But seeing it squinting and taking a nap to enjoy it, she only felt that her common sense was shattered.

After waking up for a while, all five senses gradually recovered. Smelling the slightly astringent medicinal fragrance, she couldn't help but praise in her heart, it turned out that there were hidden healers in this convoy, who could take herbs from the box and decoction them.

The hand touched the back of the waist and pressed it, it didn't hurt much, and it was about a layer of gold sore ointment.

The bonfire not far away was clearly extinguished, and everyone was sitting around discussing something, and the voice was very low Qin Ying couldn't hear it. She lay down and had nothing to do, so she closed her eyes and thought wildly, such as thinking about how long the knife wound in the back would be and whether it would leave a scar in the future.

When the discussion at the bonfire was over, the young man surnamed Cui took a bowl of soup from the medicine pot and brought it over to arouse Qin Ying to drink. However, he saw the fur-cushioned wolf standing outside, and did not dare to take any further step.

In the morning, when the situation was critical, he involuntarily glanced over to the Assassin, a sight that killed him. If Qin Ying didn't escort him to roll under the carriage, I was afraid that he would die in public.

Qin Ying pressed on his body and blew a bone whistle, and the piercing whistle blew in his ears. He didn't know what the whistle did, but he believed for no reason that Qin Ying would definitely make sense to do so.

As the wolves galloped towards the crowd, baring their fangs and claws to fight the assassins, the boy could hardly believe his eyes—how could the wolves come out with good guys and bad guys before they bite? They can't get to this point no matter how human they are, right?

The Assassins were finally defeated by a combination of guards and wolves, each with their colors on their bodies, and finally scattered in all directions.

There were no assassins outside, and the young man wanted to help Qin Ying next to him, after all, Qin Ying was lying on top of him like this, and it was difficult for him to breathe. However, as soon as he reached out to grab Qin Ying's back, he instantly got a hand of blood.

Before he could finish being stunned by the fact that Qin Ying was injured, he watched a fluffy wolf's head arch towards Qin Ying's side, accompanied by several whimpering, which sounded very pathetic.

The wolf half-dragged and half-dragged Qin Ying's sleeve, pulled her out from under the carriage, and rubbed her face with his wet nose.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone had seen how this wolf had injured several assassins who had reached the realm of martial arts with its claws and teeth, they would have thought that it was actually a big dog with a tail that would not wag its tail.

Even if this wolf was extremely docile by Qin Ying's side, it couldn't change the fact that it was a wolf.

He was understandably afraid of it.

Qin Ying opened his eyes at the right time, raised his hand and shook it at him, motioning for him to come over.

The young man surnamed Cui stared at the wolf with a slightly unnatural gaze.

Qin Ying had no choice but to prop up his arms and try to get up on his own, which just pulled the wound on his lower back. Warm liquid runs down the wound without stitches. She grinned and cried out in pain.

He panicked immediately, and knelt down on Qin Ying's side in three steps and two steps, and the huge fur cushion was on Qin Ying's other side.

"Don't move these days until the wound heals." He let Qin Ying's head rest on his lap, and said after serving her after drinking the decoction.

Qin Ying hummed calmly, wiped the residual decoction from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and asked, "Where is my bone whistle?" What did you just do in a bunch of mysteriously things? ”

The young man surnamed Cui was placed in Qin Ying's middle clothes sandwich, and then he was hesitant, obviously unwilling to answer.

"If you don't say it, I can guess a ten." She casually poked through her robe and felt the shape of the bone whistle. "It's because of me that someone stabbed me today, and it's because of me that the wolves came to help today. You are afraid of the calamity and danger I bring, and you are afraid of my ability to control the wolves. Just now, I was discussing whether to abandon me or keep me after I get better. ”

was told by Qin Ying, and the young man surnamed Cui had no choice but to look at him left and right: "Your chest is so thick." When Qin Ying was wounded, he stood aside.

"There is a hidden disease in the heart, and I can't catch the cold." Qin Ying was talking nonsense, and he saw a suspicious flush rising on the face of the young man surnamed Cui.

The young man's ears were hot, and he raised his right hand and stretched out three fingers, and swore to the sky: "Although I also participated in the discussion, I have no other thoughts about you. ”

Qin Ying looked at him and laughed, "If you want to follow me, you must be prepared to hang your head on your belt at all times." After saying that, she didn't care about the red and white on his face, and lay down to rest again.

He struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally brushed off the hem of his clothes and gave her a big salute: "I can't repay the grace of saving my life, I just want to be able to advance and retreat with adults." ”

And she raised an eyebrow and didn't reply. (To be continued.) )