165. It won't be saved next time
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Su Sanyuan got out of the car and saw the white lanterns hanging outside the Pingshun Dart Bureau from a distance, and all the arrangements made the audience uncomfortable. After asking someone, I learned that the head of the Pingshun dart game had passed away.
Because of the encounter with a group of robbers on the way, everyone was exhausted from the journey, and there might be an accident for a while.
Su Sanyuan stayed for a while, sighing that the world is impermanent. The steps under your feet move, towards the distance. Cuixiang was stunned, and when she saw that the young lady was getting farther and farther, she hurriedly caught up, and looked back at the smooth dart game of the funeral, and sighed with pity.
As the young lady walked all the way, Cuixiang was surprised to realize that the young lady had taken her to a hillside.
The surroundings were silent, and the trees in the depths of the forest were densely wooded, revealing the chill of the forest. Cuixiang had experienced the flower thief, and her courage became extremely small, and while complaining that she didn't call a few more people here, she said, "Miss, it's not safe for the two of us to stay here." Let's go back. ”
Su Sanyuan ignored it, chose a smooth stone face to sit down, and looked into the distance.
Cuixiang couldn't, nervously looked around, always worried about something to come.
"Don't be so nervous, no one's." Su Sanyuan had already been paying attention to the movements around her, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Cuixiang's nervous face, and couldn't help but hook her lips and smile, and the whole person was lying lazily on the stone with her hands on her pillow, "The scenery here is good, and I don't know when I will wait next time, so why don't I sit down quickly." ”
"Miss...... If it were known that the slave maid accompanied the young lady to such a place, the lord would have to skin the slave and the maid. Cuixiang shook her head, stretched out her hand and shook Su Sanyuan's hand, and begged, "Miss, you just love the slave."
Su Sanyuan smiled, got up and pinched Cuixiang's cheek, "You stinky girl, when did I stop hurting you?"
Cuixiang smiled and stepped forward to pat the dust on her body for the young lady.
The sound of horses' hooves came from the end of the woods, and the two men had no time to dodge when they heard the sound of weapons clashing. Cuixiang was startled, and hurriedly pulled the young lady to run down the mountain, Su Sanyuan stood still, "It may be even worse to run now, let's find a place to hide first." As she spoke, Su Sanyuan pulled Cui Xiang to hide behind several tree trunks that grew side by side.
Several men in black killed each other with the officers and soldiers. The middle-aged man on the horse looked flustered, and the official uniform on his body rolled off the horse's back with him, stained with a layer of dust, followed by the man in black, the blade against his neck, and a voice sneered: "Where to run?" Do you think you'll be alive?"
“…… Spare ...... Ah......h
Before the paragraph was finished, the official had been wiped on the neck with a knife, and his whole body was cold.
Cuixiang was shocked, opened her mouth wide, wanted to scream, and covered her mouth in a panic, holding back the fear of jumping out of the roar. Su Sanyuan stared at that side, always feeling that the gaze of those men in black seemed to sweep over intentionally or unintentionally.
It wasn't until the leading man in black walked over to this side and stared at where they were, that Su Sanyuan's heart suddenly rose to the roar, should he not?
Cuixiang was so frightened that she fainted, and leaned softly on Su Sanyuan's shoulder.
The sound made by Cui Xiang fainting first made the black-clothed man over there pause, and then approached step by step, and the big knife in his hand was bright and flickering, reflecting light and shadow. There was still blood on the blade, and it was believed that a single cut would be enough to kill a person. Su Sanyuan closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and waited for the call of death.
"Come back!"
A familiar sound sounded in my ears.
The approaching man in black stopped. Su Sanyuan opened her eyes, her heartbeat was still hanging between the roars, the man in black was only five steps away from them, and a few steps closer would definitely be able to find traces of her and Cuixiang.
"Yes." The man in black did not hesitate and retreated.
Su Sanyuan dared to be bold here, and looked over there, and the person who had just spoken only left a trace of his back on her. Su Sanyuan could recognize each other at a glance, and this would actually be the first time they met since that parting. Su Sanyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the few black-clothed people who were cleaning up the corpses on the ground.
After a while, the people quietly retreated and left.
Su Sanyuan leaned weakly against the trunk of the tree, not understanding why they wanted to kill the official? I only know that during this time, the people in the White Clothes Sect and Yuelou have caused a lot of trouble. But I've only heard about it, but I haven't seen it as real as it is today.
"Miss, are we still alive?" Cuixiang woke up slowly, her fingers tightly gripping the placket of the young lady's clothes. That frightened face made Su Sanyuan stunned, and then smiled: "Is there such good weather in the Netherworld?" It's really confusing. ”
Cuixiang snorted, bit her lower lip, and lowered her head to tears. Choked up: "Are they already gone?" What we just saw was true, not a dream, right?"
"Yes, really." Su Sanyuan's eyes darkened, and she dragged Cuixiang to get up with her hand, "Hurry up, I don't know if they will come back." ”
Cui Xiang tugged tightly, "Miss, my feet are weak and I can't walk." ”
Su Sanyuan frowned, helped Cuixiang to sit on the ground again, looked around, and said, "I'll go and ask the coachman to drive the carriage here, and you will wait here."
Cui Xiang pursed her lips, with a look of shame on her face, and nodded.
Skirting the woods, Su Sanyuan listened quietly for a while, making sure that there was no one around, before daring to trot away. The killers were very professional at first glance, there was no blood on the ground, and there was no trace of a fight.
After running a few steps, Su Sanyuan stopped. Look up at the source of the sound.
At the end stood a familiar figure, dressed in black, with a face bathed in sunlight, broken hair on his forehead flying in the wind, an excessively fair face, and a suffocating silence. He played with the mask in his fingers and looked at Su Sanyuan. The surrounding scene instantly dimmed.
It's been a long time.
Su Sanyuan's voice was stuck in the roar, and when she saw him talking, "Don't come here again in the future." ”
Bai Cheng'an was originally indifferent, but now he is even more indifferent from the inside out, which makes people confused. The mask swirled around his fingertips, and several times it looked like it was about to fly out, but it was still spinning at his fingertips. It's like his deep and bottomless eyes, which make people can't see through the depths.
Su Sanyuan stopped in front of him and asked, "Bai Cheng'an, why did you kill him?"
She was answered by silence.
Su Sanyuan didn't give up, and asked again: "Is it true that the white-clothed sect and Yuelou fought outside the city?" What exactly do you want to do?" Rebellion?
After a long time, Bai Chengan said lightly: "It has nothing to do with you."
Su Sanyuan smiled: "Yes." So what are you waiting for me here?"
Bai Chengan didn't answer, turned to leave. After walking a few steps, he stopped, turned his back to him, and said, "I just happened to meet it, and I won't be saved next time." As he spoke, he walked farther away.