At dusk, the soldiers guarding the gate were about to push the gate shut, and the two carriages came out silently from the twilight in the distance, and the horses were not as ordinary as they usually hung with bells, and the drivers were all good hands, and the chariots were very fast, but the sound was small. In the drowsy sky, the two carriages were like wandering spirits, and they frightened the two soldiers who closed the city gate.

On this day, there are surprisingly many people out of the city, compared with the usual day, there are about more than 100 people, this is about to close the door, there are still people rushing out of the city, the soldiers who are guarding are not happy, a soldier curses a few words, "At this hour, go out of the city, run to mourn." As soon as he spoke, a long whip landed at his feet, clinging to his shoes.

"What nonsense!" A low, thunderous roar pierced the soldier's eardrums. One of the coachmen leaped up to him with a few quick steps, reached out and waved a wooden talisman at him, "Look closely." ”

The soldier stretched his neck to look, and unconsciously retracted his neck, although the sky was dark, but the huge "Tang" character on the wooden sign was still very clear, where did he dare to ask more, and hurriedly dodged to the side, until the two carriages went out of the city gate, ran away, and closed the city gate worriedly.

By the time it came, Jinyang City had already fallen silent. If you don't wait to get up, you can talk about the street, even on the street, and no one walks around. The doors of the houses were closed, the well-to-do families lit up the night lights in the courtyards, and the bitter cold houses turned off the stove lights early, quietly.

Connecting the gates? The sound of horses' hooves sounded on the avenue, and the echo of the horse's stamping could be heard in the quiet street from a long distance. The soldier guarding the tower stepped forward in distraught and muttered in his heart. What has happened today, so uneasy.

More than a dozen warriors, proudly sitting on horses, followed by a well-blocked carriage, led by a warrior threw an object to the soldier, the soldier took a look, and it was a wooden sign engraved with the word "Tang", because of the previous encounter, where did he dare to block, throw back the wooden sign. Quickly went and opened the city gates. The martial artist led by the Shuang Li De Sect was slightly stunned.

The soldier is not too young. He had been guarding the gates for twenty years, and he had not seen anything like this. He looked out into the darkness of the city, where the two groups of men who had left the city had come out of the Taishou Mansion and would be able to return to the city before dawn. There must be only one of them.

The moonlight is superb. Illuminate the official roads outside the city. More than a dozen horses spread their hooves and galloped freely, and the carriages that followed behind them also swayed left and right as fast as they could.

The official road under your feet gradually narrows. There were more and more vines and weeds on the edge of the rammed dirt road, and the bright moonlight did not seem to be as bright as before, and two miles ahead, a dense and cold forest seemed to swallow up all the light on the earth at once.

The leader of the warrior took the reins of his horse and raised his hand to signal the people behind him to slow down. A group of centaurs slowly dived into the boundless darkness and groped towards the dark forest.

It was easy to grope to the edge of the forest, but the carriage was not good to go in, the warrior led by him turned over and dismounted, walked to the side of the carriage, knocked on the wall of the carriage a few times, and lowered his voice and said: "Yi Niang, the carriage can't enter the forest, you get off the car first and ride with me." ”

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Zheng Guanyi got out of the carriage, took off his hat, and he carried the horse and sat in front of him. The man's warm and powerful breath blew on her ear and neck, teaching her to blush, and she herself had never expected that after all these years, she would still blush and heartbeat. Fortunately, she borrowed the night, and she was still able to indulge herself wantonly and be shy.

A dozen or so horses walked along the edge of the forest, step by step, tentatively walking inward, outside the forest there was still a faint moonlight shining, barely able to distinguish a thing, into the forest and then could not see anything, even the horses were stubborn and unwilling to go in, a few startled night birds, flew out of the canopy, circled over the forest for a while, and then fell between the branches.

Zheng Guanyi's shyness was quickly replaced by fear, and she couldn't help but think of the scene Mu Qing described that day, the starving children, the frail women, the starving people who were trampled to the ground, and the sound of stone mortars pounding seemed to be clearly audible, drilling straight into her head. A cold wind blew, the branches and leaves above her head rustled, and a low, whining and faint lament sounded in her ears, and she couldn't help but think of the remnants of the fleeing soldiers, and goosebumps rose upside down in a burst.

Walking towards the forest with great difficulty, suddenly, in the open space not far in front, an outline suddenly appeared, vaguely and unreally, Zheng Guanyi took a closer look at it, and asked softly: "But driving a carriage?" ”

The trees in the clearing were a little sparse, and the moonlight leaked through the branches and leaves, squeezing in a few strands, and falling on the vague outline. Two steps further, everyone saw the shadow outline of the carriage, which was undoubtedly a carriage.

Zheng Guanyi trembled, grabbed the man's arm, and said in a dumb voice: "Really, really......"

The man pulled out a long knife from behind his backhand, and a slight sound of metal scraping immediately sounded behind him, and everyone pulled out the long knife, clenched it in their hands, and inhaled and waited for the command.

With a sharp whistle, more than a dozen figures leaped out of the darkness and rushed towards the carriage in the clearing. The horse pulling the cart was tied to a nearby tree, and suddenly it was frightened and neighed, but it could not break free, but only trampled on the spot, pulling the cart behind it to sway from side to side.

The dozen or so people jumped to the side of the carriage, and the long knife in their hands poked straight into the car, the strength on Fang Jue's wrist was too strong, and the whole car overturned to the side with the horse, and someone turned around and exclaimed to Zheng Guanyi and the man, "The car is empty." ”

Before they could withdraw their long knives, the flames suddenly appeared around them, and a volley of arrows was fired, and in an instant, before the dozen or so people knew what had happened, they fell to the ground one by one with the shafts of arrows. Thirty or twenty torches were lit high, illuminating this woodland clearly, and someone rushed forward to mend the sword to the warrior who had fallen to the ground and was not dead.

Because he immediately took Zheng Guanyi and jumped forward with the horse, seeing that the situation was not good, he turned his horse's head and wanted to escape. At the moment when he turned his horse's head, two rows of soldiers lined up in front of him, the back row holding torches aloft, the arrows in the front row were already buckled on the strings, and the cold arrows were aimed at the two men on the horse.

Slowly walked up from the back row and rode up, and immediately sat upright. Judging from his figure, he was shaved and short, wrapped in a dark cloak, and the wide hood on the cloak was low, hiding his entire face. But he saw this horse walking leisurely to the middle of the soldier with a bow and arrow, took the reins, raised his hand and lifted his hood back, revealing a face that was half smiling and half cold.

"Gu Qiniang." When Zheng Guanyi was stunned for a while, she suddenly couldn't help but raise her head and laugh, shaking her head while laughing, and the firelight reflected a bright tear stain in her face.

Wait for her to laugh. Mu Qingfang said indifferently: "It's the middle of the night." Yi Niang is very interested. This forest scenery ......"

"You don't have to mock and ridicule here, and now that it's in your hands, I have nothing to say." Zheng Guan interrupted her words and smiled sadly. "It's all from me. If you have a grudge. Ask me alone, and I will surely make your wish come true, but do not involve anyone else. You may have answered me? ”

Mu Qing didn't feel ridiculous. "What are you going to bargain with me in this situation?"

Zheng Guanyi lowered his head, wiped the tears on his cheeks, and resolutely raised his head and responded: "Don't forget, I am still the wife of the Du family and the eldest sister-in-law of Keming, and you should know what the friendship between the three of them is." That's all, bargaining with you, is it enough? ”

Mu Qing glanced at her steadily, and nodded solemnly. But seeing that Zheng Guanyi had a satisfied smile on his face, he turned his face and smiled at her cousin, and it was infinitely delicate against the backdrop of the firelight. Before the man behind her could comprehend, she pulled out a short knife out of nowhere, grasped the hilt with both hands, and aimed the tip of the knife at her heart, and raised it high, making a gesture to pierce it.

Her movements were not faster than the stray arrows, the "bell" was sharp, and an arrow flew in, hitting the blade of the knife in her hand steadily, and the sudden violent vibration made her wrists numb, and her hands were loosened, and the short knife fell into the weeds and dead leaves on the ground with the feathered arrow.

Zheng Guanyi raised his hands in a daze, as if he had forgotten how to move. The man behind him shouted, "Yi Niang! What are you doing? ”

"How much is your life worth to me? What am I going to do?" Mu Qing shook the reins, slowly urged the horse to take a few steps forward, walked past the two people in front of him, and walked to the broken and broken empty carriage behind him, and the dozen or so people lying on the ground.

"The people who came with me have swallowed their breath, and I, the people, can rest assured, I will never say a word more, and no one will know about tonight's events." She looked up at the sky and snorted: "Even the bright moon that has read the night world has taught this dense forest to be tightly covered and cannot be seen here, so I once said that this forest is my blessed land." ”

The man on the horse threw away the long knife in his hand and said impatiently, "What do you want?" Why bother with these words. ”

Mu Qing turned around unhurriedly, walked to the side of the two, tilted his head and smiled lightly, "You guys go." Take advantage of the night to go north, go out of Yanmen Pass, go outside the pass, and don't come back in this life. ”

A soldier put down the bow and arrow in his hand, took a few steps forward, raised his hand and threw a cloth bag, and the man raised his hand to take it. Mu Qing said again: "A few pieces of clothing are scattered and entangled, and there is no need to thank you for the effort." ”

Zheng Guan shook his head slightly, and muttered, "No, no......"

"Yi Niang?" The man's eyes lowered in surprise.

"Can't you give up the riches of Du Ling?" Her hesitation was not unexpected by Mu Qing, "Or your two children?" ”

Zheng Guanyi looked up at her in confusion, his eyes widened noncommittally, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"If you don't go with him, when the Li family finds out that he is gone, will he let you go? is to look at the face of Ying Niang and the Zheng family in Xingyang, leaving you a way to live, and will not let you go home as if nothing happened. If the matter between you and your cousin spreads for a while, how do you teach those two children how to deal with themselves? Teach the Du family how to get off the table? ”

Zheng Guan was about to speak and stopped, tears streaming down his face. Mu Qing walked to her side, sighed lightly, and continued: "Most things in the world, once you take a step, you can't turn back, so you have to grit your teeth and walk forward along the road. My mother encountered bandits on the way to surrender to her relatives, and she would rather die and keep her chastity and sink without a trace. Or, returning home safely, but returning with a reputation of dissoluteness entangled with old love. Of these two cases, for the Du family and the two little Ah Lang, which one is better, you can think about it. The children raised by such people's families are afraid that their reputation is more important than that of their mothers. (To be continued......) R1292