thirty-six

The sky was completely dark, and the moon hung high in the sky, and the bright moonlight was softly sprinkled in the late autumn forest, as if draping the forest with a thin veil, and it was even more hazy and beautiful against the background of the night.

However, none of this had anything to do with Ye Changsheng, all he saw from the woods was a dim light.

Ye Changsheng kept walking like this, not knowing the time, not knowing the end, he walked alone in the dense forest at night.

But the human body is limited, and it is even more difficult for a young master who is weak in body.

Ye Changsheng really couldn't walk, the cold wind in the jungle at night made people's faces hurt, he wrapped his fox fur cloak, and tried his best to shrink himself into a small ball and hide behind the roots of the big tree, in a vain attempt to bring himself warmth and a sense of security in such a terrible dark night.

Although his fox fur is indeed thick and warm, it can also keep him from feeling cold on such a night. But after all, this is a wild forest in the middle of the night in late autumn, and the cold air is everywhere soaking the bone marrow, and even the cold air can be felt everywhere you step on your feet.

Ye Changsheng couldn't fall asleep with his eyes open, and he didn't dare to fall asleep. Occasionally, there was the crow or owl cry in the trees overhead, and in the distance there was the creepy roar of an unknown animal, for he feared that he would be taken away by the beast as soon as he fell asleep.

Of course, in addition to these factors, the most difficult thing for him at the moment is actually hunger. The buns he ate this morning had already been spit out by him, and he was chased and killed again before he had time to eat lunch, and then he hid here until now, during which it was equivalent to not eating a drop of water, and now he was so hungry that he was dizzy and weak.

Ye Changsheng was wrapped in a fox fur and only showed a small face, looking up at the dark tree layer above his head without a trace of light, and counting the numbers in his heart. The second brother once told him that if he can't sleep at night, he will count silently, and if he counts more, he will naturally fall asleep. In the past, he rarely used this method, because he was the most delicate young master of the Ye family, as long as he couldn't sleep, there would naturally be a large group of people coaxing him. But right now, he is in such a situation, there is no one by his side, so he can only rely on himself.

In fact, Ye Changsheng didn't want to sleep at all, no one could sleep without distractions in such a place. But he knew that he had to rest, because only when he was in good health could he get the edict for his father and brothers, the prince and brother-in-law could become the emperor justifiably, and the Ye family would have hope.

So no matter what, for the sake of his family, he must also survive to the end.

Maybe counting really played a certain role, Ye Changsheng really fell asleep in a daze in the second half of the night.

In this quiet and uninhabited forest, the little boy was wrapped in a small ball and leaned softly against the roots of the tree, and he slept very unsteadily with his eyes closed and slowly breathing, only occasionally muttering a few words in his sleep, as if he was aggrieved to say something to someone. But there is not a single human being around this forest, and the birds, beasts, and trees cannot understand him.

The night passed quickly, and it wasn't as long as expected. When the first ray of sunlight penetrated through the leaf layer, Ye Changsheng woke up, he rubbed his eyes, woke up from his light sleep, and was stunned for a while before turning his eyes to look around him, and then resigned himself to the trunk and stood up. By now, he has learned how to face reality.

After a night of tossing, his hungry convulsed stomach didn't hurt anymore, but the feeling of hunger was still there. He was thirsty and hungry now, and he feared he would faint if he didn't eat any more.

Continuing to move forward in the direction of yesterday, Ye Changsheng firmly believes that as long as he is firm in a position, he will definitely be able to get here, and maybe, he can meet Tianjia who came to find him halfway.

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Chu Liuxiang's light skills are famous all over the world, otherwise he would not have the reputation of stealing the moon and leaving incense, and there are only a handful of people in this world who can match him. So it was still easy for him to catch up with Ye Changsheng, who was just riding slowly in a pony carriage before. At least he did catch up with them by noon the next day.

However, what greeted him was not the joy after the reunion, nor Ye Changsheng's soft little face. He looked at the dilapidated carriage in front of him in silence, and his mind couldn't turn for a moment. On the other side, a little farther away, there were obvious traces of the aftermath of a fight, and he could barely make any other expression on his face as he looked at them.

Chu Liuxiang walked over and bent down, picked up the sword that was not too unfamiliar to him, and looked at it carefully.

The owner of this sword had fought with him a few times more than two months ago, and although he had not seen victory or defeat at that time, he could also see that the man was a good man.

Now, the sword has been abandoned in the wilderness, but its owner is nowhere to be found.

Anyone who is good at wielding a sword knows that a sword is as important to a swordsman as his life, and sometimes even more important than his life. So unless he is dead, a swordsman will not just throw his sword in such a desolate place.

This is the sword of the Heavenly Armor.

Chu Liuxiang clenched the saber in his hand, letting the sharp blade cut his hands, and he didn't seem to feel any pain at all and let the blood slide down drop by drop.

The autumn afternoon sun is the most comfortable and pleasant, and it should be warm when it shines on people's bodies, but Chu Liuxiang didn't feel the slightest warmth, only felt that the sunshine made people cold to the bone.

The situation was terrible, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like the scene of an accident for Changsheng, and he couldn't help but think about the worst possible - he was a step too late.

But after all, he was Chu Liuxiang, and after forcing himself to calm down, he forced himself to think about things differently.

For example, although he picked up Tianjia's sword, he didn't find his body, which may be a good thing, maybe Changsheng has already been taken away by him.

Chu Liuxiang's mind moved slightly, and his feet immediately moved, whether it was the case or not, he had to search all the neighborhoods. If they do run out, they will definitely go in the opposite direction, and the two people who walk should not run very far.

Hopefully, his instincts, which he has always been quick and proud of, will be just as useful this time.

Ye Changsheng raised his head and swallowed at the tall tree full of bright fruits, his stomach rumbling even more, and he felt even more hungry that he was about to turn into a piece of tissue paper.

If Chu Liuxiang stood in front of him at this moment, he would not dare to believe that the dirty and muddy little ball in front of him was the white and tender Ye Changsheng that he had been raising with his treasure.

You must know that when Ye Changsheng was still at home, he didn't wear any clothes for more than two days, even if he couldn't keep up with the conditions outside and was taken by Chu Liuxiang, he would have to change into clean clothes after a maximum of three days, and he had never been contaminated with a trace of dust.

And now, after two or three more hours in the bushes, and sleeping in the wild for a night, stumbling and crawling all the way over, Ye Changsheng is already a little clay figure now, and almost no place on his face is clean on his hands and then on his body.

Of course, this is not what the squeamish Ye Changsheng cares about at the moment, he stares at the fruit on the tree, and his saliva is about to fall.

After all, it was the desire to eat that prevailed, and after Ye Changsheng wandered around the tree in circles for a long time, he still stepped forward boldly, planning to climb the tree to pick it.

No one has ever taught a young master how to climb a tree, Ye Changsheng pondered his hands and feet and tried to hold the thick trunk of the tree, so that the force moved up little by little, he should be grateful for the good maintenance he usually has, although he has not eaten for a long time, but his body can still retain some strength, such a clumsy method can actually make him rub up a little.

It's just that there are a lot of uneven and rough old bark on the trunk, because the hand that grabbed it was too strong, and scratched Ye Changsheng's hand. He kept inhaling in pain, but he still didn't let go, trying to climb up, trying hard to live.

He just pushed his head up little by little, little by little he leaned on the target a little closer, and stubbornly refused to let go. I don't know how long it took, he finally climbed to a distance of nearly two meters from the ground, his whole body was so tired, Ye Changsheng turned his head to look at the ground weakly, and then quickly turned his head and wanted to continue climbing.

But unfortunately, his hand could not grasp the bark of the tree, and he fell from the top of the tree at once.

When his buttocks hit the ground, Ye Changsheng's tears of pain fell.

He covered his fall, which hurt so much that it seemed that he was about to turn into several pieces of ass, and he couldn't get up for half a day, so he had to roll on the ground to relieve the pain. In this way, the fox fur that was already gray on his body and almost impossible to see the original snow-white color became even more dirty.

After a long time, the pain on Ye Changsheng's buttocks was slightly better, he sat on the ground with tears in his eyes, looked up at the tall tree, and looked at the red and big fruit, gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, and he wanted to go up to the tree again.

His perseverance in climbing the tree soon attracted the attention of the monkeys in the other trees around him. They chattered together curiously, watching the strangely dressed little fool who didn't look like they were clumsily climbing trees to pick fruit, and watching him fall down and scream, and laughing at him while eating the red and bright fruit.