Halfway through October, the cold wind at night was together, and the wind spirit seemed to return to the cold night of Mohe Yanmoi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info It's also weird, the silver charcoal stove in the house, the soft quilt is thick, but she often wakes up suddenly at night, only to feel a chill on her back.

At first, I didn't know why, but one night I suddenly realized that Xu was addicted to the warm chest that hugged her from behind in the middle of the Mohe Yanmoraine. The wind spirit let out a long sigh in the darkness, it turned out that it was not a good taste for the heart to be taken away.

She rolled over helplessly, lying on her back, her empty back pressed against the bed.

That night was also weird, and she couldn't stop her habit of sleeping upside down, but now no matter how she tossed and turned on the bed, it was difficult to sleep.

It was dark and cold outside, and it seemed that the entire Dunhuang City was sleeping, so deep that it could not tolerate the slightest sound, and there was a kind of horror that was extremely quiet.

The wind spirit closed his eyes, only to feel irritable, and when he opened his eyes, there was darkness and nothing to see, and his heart was panicked. She spread out her limbs and lay flat on the bed, and in the struggle between opening and closing her eyes, she felt vaguely uneasy that there was something in the house that she should not enter.

In desperation, she half-closed her eyes, silently recited the Buddhist scriptures for most of the night, barely supported until the light of day, then couldn't lie down anymore, took the hair and wrapped it around her body, and quietly opened the door of the house.

As soon as she pushed open the door of the house, she opened her eyes and mouth wide in surprise, until she poured in two puffs of cold air and hiccuped before she understood. Outside the house, it was covered in snow, and it was a fine snow that had fallen overnight.

Shazhou is extremely dry, rain and snow are scarce, Feng Ling followed his grandmother when he was young, and never saw snow in Shazhou, and now he has come here for the third winter, and he has seen the snow for the first time. Probably the restlessness of the night is because of this snow.

She jumped into joy and rejoiced, wrapped her hair tightly, and jumped out of the house to see the Buddha. She walked briskly down the wooden steps, and as soon as she stepped on the ground, she felt her feet slip, and she almost slipped to the ground, and a slippery thing was on the soles of her feet, and was pressing against the soles of her feet through her soft-soled boots.

The wind spirit leaned over in confusion, and a yellow object was half-hidden in the snow. She brushed away the snow that had been hidden from the object, and with a single glance, she had fallen to the ground, lost in her soul.

Lying in the snow nest was the deer-shaped golden hairpin.

There was a strip of cloth tied to the antlers of one end of the golden hairpin, and the wind spirit reached out to take it, and when he touched the cold strip of cloth that had already ****, his fingers couldn't help shrinking, and he felt a strong nausea, as if he was not touching a piece of wet and cold cloth, but a drowning corpse.

"Auntie?" Ah Mi, who came out of the east wing of the inner courtyard yawning, saw a white snow scene at the first sight, and was very agitated, and the second saw the wind spirit sitting in front of the wooden steps, staring at the snow in front of the door with a panicked face, and the hair on his body slipped to the ground.

"Auntie?" Ah Qi called her twice, but she still didn't respond. She just wanted to go up to see her, but she suddenly jumped up from the ground with Mao Yu in her arms, lifted her skirt and ran to the outer courtyard, running from wall to wall and shouting: "Rich! Rich! ”

Ah Qi followed out without knowing it, and the strange atmosphere in the early morning made her panic, and she naturally called out to the Buddha slave loudly.

Buddha Nu and Ah Qi rushed to the front yard almost at the same time, and the wind spirit was squatting on the ground, pushing and shoving the lying rich man. The two stepped forward to take a look, only to see Dafu lying on his side in the snow with his eyes closed, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on his body, and a red tongue stretched out from his jagged mouth, lying on the ground softly.

"Auntie, this ......" The Buddha Nu insisted on pulling up the wind spirit squatting beside Dafu, and Ah Qi hurriedly left her on the ground and picked her up, wrapped it around her, and held her cold hand.

Feng Ling turned his face, and a bead of sweat rolled off the corner of his forehead, and Ah Qi reached out to wipe it, and his tentacles were cold.

A golden object fell from her sleeve and fell into the palm of her cold, white hand, spreading out towards the Buddha. "Someone put this thing in front of my house last night, and it was silent, and I didn't even check it at all. I don't check, but Dafu must be aware of it, and I didn't hear Dafu's movement last night. I'm afraid...... I'm afraid that something will happen to Dafu, but fortunately, it just teaches people to have some drugs. ”

The Buddha Nu shook his hand and took the deer-shaped golden hairpin in the hand of the wind spirit, and the ink on the wet and cold cloth that had not melted was clearly written: Lost on the earth cliff, complete to Zhao, do not forget.

Ah Qi was already trembling like chaff in horror, and said softly: "Auntie...... Auntie, how is this going to be? But his hand was tightly gripping the sleeve of the Buddha's coat.

The wind spirit took a deep breath of cold air and stretched out his hand to the Buddha: "Give it to me." ”

"Zuo...... Why? Buddha Nu nervously took a small step back.

"What stupid thing you asked, I sent it to Zhichong Mansion." The last time this golden hairpin ghost appeared in the hands of the wind spirit, the fear in her heart was no less than that of Ah Qi, and there was nowhere to complain, even if it was handed over to Kang Dazhi for safekeeping, she was not at ease. Today, her confidence is stronger than in the past.

Buddha Nu suddenly woke up, "Yes, yes. Hurriedly handed the hot golden hairpin to the hands of Feng Ling, and there was no need to command, he turned around and prepared the car, and when he was about to leave, he felt that the sleeves of his shirt were tightly held in his hand, and he held it very tightly, and his heart that would be a little more stable instantly softened, and he felt that there was a lot of strength on his shoulders and arms, which was enough to bear Ah Mi's fear.

He patted Ah Mi's clenched hand twice: "The more this time, the more you can't mess with yourself." Quickly calmed down, fetched water for the eldest lady to freshen up, change clothes, and send the object to the Zhichong Mansion as soon as possible. ”

Ah Qi bit his lip and nodded his head twice, let go of his hand, and really went to the kitchen behind to clean the hot water.

More than half an hour later, Feng Ling eagerly jumped out of the car, but the heavily guarded gate of the mansion surprised her. The vermilion lacquer gate was closed, and the soldiers of the palace under the root of the wall were in groups of three, and the entire Zhichong Mansion was tightly encircled, as if they were going to go on an expedition.

Feng Ling stood at the intersection in a daze, desperately remembering that he had said that he was going to go on an expedition when he saw the delay a few days ago. In a daze, the sound of horses' hooves sounded from far and near, and the wind spirit followed the voice, it was Han Meng who led five or six horsemen from the city gate, iron helmets and heavy armor, all solemn and solemn.

When the horse approached the intersection, he slowed down, and Han Meng saw that she was not as joking as usual, so he hugged her fist: "Today, the captain is about to be free, Gu Niangzi please another day." The vermilion lacquer gate of Zhechong Mansion was half opened, and Han Meng and the others got off their horses and hurriedly ran into the mansion.

There was an indescribable smell in the air, and the wind spirit closed his eyes and sniffed, the smell was not unfamiliar, but he couldn't tell what it was. She didn't care to study it carefully, and ran up the stone steps in front of the mansion gate, and immediately three government soldiers stepped forward to stop her.

"I want to see the captain, it's important!" She repeated it twice, but none of the three soldiers moved.

"Gu Niangzi stays, don't embarrass our brothers. Once you get acquainted, it's not good to see if you make a fuss. Although she couldn't name the soldier who spoke, she recognized it. After a little hesitation, she took out the deer-shaped golden hairpin from her bosom and stuffed it into the hands of the Nafu soldiers: "You go and show it to the captain of your family, hurry up!" ”

The soldiers didn't know what the wind spirit was intending to, so they took the golden hairpin blankly and stayed still.

Feng Ling was anxious, his heart became frizzy, he gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "If you don't go again, I have to break through this fold and rush to the government office, and the three of you together will be difficult to defeat me." I didn't believe that there was really a commotion, and I couldn't delay it. ”

Her determination was extremely clear, and the soldiers could sense it, so without further words, she turned around and went into the door to report. After a short time, he hurriedly ran out again: "Gu Niangzi, Du Wei is invited." ”

Feng Ling didn't say a word, he was about to go inside, but the soldiers of Nafu turned to one side and blocked her again, and grabbed before she could rise into flames: "The situation inside is not very good-looking, although Gu Niangzi is not afraid of those ...... It's better to be careful. ”

He glanced at her with a complicated expression, and turned to lead the way.

As soon as I entered the gate of the Zhichong Mansion, the strange smell that had just loomed outside rushed over, and the more I walked inside, the thicker it became, and when I reached the front hall, it was almost disgusting.

Outside the door, the wind spirit couldn't tell what the smell was, but it was clear at the moment. Her heart and brows twitched tighter and tighter: "What happened inside?" What kind of blood? ”

The soldier paused, hesitated, and stepped aside, the wind spirit raised his eyes, and a huge smell rushed straight over, and the situation under the stone steps in the front hall made her calves weak, and she couldn't move a step no matter what.

The door of the antechamber was wide open, and Fu Yanyan was standing solemnly on the stone steps, his face was pale, and the bulging green tendons were like several small snakes, winding on his tightly clenched fists, and climbing to his exposed forearms. His gaze fell on the same place as the gaze of the wind spirit, which was the source of the strong bloody qi.

Under the stone steps, there are several large wooden boxes with thin plates, and the wooden boxes are stacked with human heads. Feng Ling closed her eyes suddenly, she didn't want to take a second look at this tragic scene, and she didn't want to see clearly the frightened and hideous expressions on those people's heads that were frozen in an instant.

"Sister, Sister Gu?" Wind Spirit's mind was empty for a while, and a small, strange voice beside her called her, and Yibi pulled her arm and shook it gently.

She turned her face blankly and saw that it was Han Shilang staring nervously into her eyes, as if she would faint on the spot in the next moment.

The wind spirit waved his hand weakly at him, "It's okay, it's okay. With Han Shilang's support, he walked around the big wooden boxes step by step and walked towards the stone steps. When he walked, he knew that his legs and feet were no longer obedient, and in the few steps close to the big wooden box, the whole person almost leaned on Han Shilang's arm.

Fu Yanyan, who was standing on the stone steps, finally took his eyes off the red and black mottled head and took the wind spirit from Han Shilang's hand. The Wind Spirit looked up and met his bloodshot eyes, as if staring at the bloody heads for too long, and the blood seeped into his eyes.

"This hairpin ......" As soon as he opened his mouth, the turbidity from his throat was heavy and hoarse, making Feng Ling only feel his throat and eyes hurt when he heard it.

Without waiting for him to ask again, she recounted the incident of discovering this hairpin in front of the door of the inner courtyard house early in the morning.

After a long pause, he was speechless, and the expression on his face made Feng Ling panic. The ladies and women outside privately said that Captain Yan Duwei looked good, and if they saw him at this moment, they were afraid that they would be called Yama.

"Captain......" Wind Spirit whispered cautiously.

Fu Yanyan exhaled heavily and pressed her shoulder: "These two **** live in the Zhechong Mansion, don't go back, I will order someone to pick up your servant in a while." ”

"You don't have to...... I ......"

Where can the wind spirit refuse, and interrupt her categorically: "You must be under my eyes." ”

It was naturally good to be able to get closer to him, and he gave the order so resolutely, without the slightest intention of discussing, so Feng Ling did not refuse, nodded his head in response, and took advantage of the situation to ask him what had happened.

Fu Yanyan didn't answer, and glanced at Han Shilang, Han Shilang is a shrewd person, although he doesn't know much about words, most of the intentions of Fu Tanyan's eyes can be recognized. He stepped forward and said to Feng Ling, "Sister Gu, I'll send you to the backyard to rest." ”

Because of that golden hairpin, the wind spirit vaguely sensed that the Shura field under the stone steps must be related to Ashina Helu, and he refused to leave without asking. Han Shilang looked at Yan Yan, and then looked at Han Meng, said Gaochang words in his mouth, and persuaded: "Sister Gu will go with me first, Du Wei will not say it, and after a while, Shilang will tell Sister to know." ”

At that moment, Feng Ling didn't say a word, bowed slightly to Fu Tanyan, glanced at the big wooden boxes with a shudder, turned around and walked with Han Shilang to the cross-courtyard where Fu Tanyan lived.

Feng Ling was in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to walk to the courtyard, so he urged Han Shilang to speak quickly. She listened to Han Shilang's Gaochang words with great effort, and even guessed and barely listened to a rough idea.

After hearing this, Feng Ling immediately fell under a tree, holding on to the trunk for a long time.

It turned out that the heads in the big wooden box were actually the poor people in the outer city of Dunhuang, and they were indeed poisoned by He Lu. Because the outer city was built by people who were in need and gathered privately, most of them were stateless and homeless, and they were all under the jurisdiction of the Zhichong Prefecture, and the county government was also difficult to control, and the border defense was sparse, which gave Helu the opportunity to kill.

She had been to the outer city several times, and she had relived the appearance of those people over and over again in her mind, but she only vaguely remembered their hands, some of them were Buddha statues, some were depicting murals, and some of them were digging grottoes one by one......

How many agile flying heavens, how many delicate Buddha statues seemed to come alive in those hands, but now they have become a pile of lifeless dead things.

Feng Ling's eyes were hot, and he hurriedly sniffed and forcibly suppressed the heat in his eyes. This is not the time to be sad, Han Shilang's other words made her almost heartbroken.

Yuan Helu took away all the people in the outer city, did not know where they were locked, and beheaded most of the middle-aged men among them, packed them into several boxes, and quietly sent them to the base of the city wall while the city gate was changing guards.

Attached a letter, specially let Fu Yanyan know: This move means twofold, one is to pay tribute to the three hundred Turkic soldiers outside Boxian Town who died under the sword of the palace in order to lure him out, and the other is to recover the blood debt for his own nephew. He said that the old and weak women and children were still in his hands, and if he wanted to take them back, he would have to wait for two days and meet at noon outside the town of Boxian to kill the Turkic soldiers.

All kinds of thoughts were crowded together in Feng Ling's mind, and she didn't know when she would arrive in the cross-courtyard wing, and she didn't know when Han Shilang would say goodbye to her.

She was worried: Fu Delay would not abandon those people, even if it was more auspicious, he would definitely go to the rescue.

She wondered: It is not a day or two days that there is no military defense in the outer city, it has always been like this, Helu has repeatedly disturbed the city, why never go to the outer city to slaughter, but this time I remembered this stubble. It is obvious that someone told him to mention him, but which one?

She regretted that He Lu could know that the outer city was defenseless, and he could take the time of the city pass to change the defense to send the head, and he could place the deer-shaped golden hairpin in front of her boudoir unknowingly, if there was no one in the city to answer the transmission, he would definitely not be able to do it. Although Suotin is dead, the collaborators still failed to dig it out, and it eventually caused a catastrophe.

She wanted to smooth out these words, and told Fu Yan freely and happily. Even though he had always wanted her to stay in the military, she couldn't hold back all these thoughts and watched him do the last thing she wanted.

But after a whole day, she couldn't see Yan Yan again. (To be continued.) )