Chapter 398: Defeat and Ghost Crying Slope (2)

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Yuqiao slowly walked back to Xiahou Yin's side, sat down cautiously with his belly in his hand, and couldn't help but shudder.

The brocade blanket suddenly draped over her shoulders, wrapped tightly, and with a slight effort, her body was softly brought into the man's arms, and she wanted to struggle, but she heard him whisper in her ear: "It's very wet and cold here, you get closer to me to get warmer, you have to wait for half an hour, you will sleep to nourish your spirits, maybe they won't be able to come back, we have to go to the official road, it will be very hard." ”

"Nonsense, they'll definitely come back." Yuqiao's hand was wrapped in a brocade blanket, and he was so angry that he bit his arm through his sleeve.

A little wild cat with sharp claws and sharp teeth, biting people can hurt.

Sizzling and snorting, he Xiahou Yin is not blindly good-natured! It's annoying, too.

He lowered his head and was about to scare her, but he looked into his pitiful eyes and poured two pools of clear water, and he was about to fall.

Along the way, she has never shed a single tear in front of anyone, no matter how tired her body is, no matter how low her mood is, she will hold on, for fear that others will embarrass her.

The strong one is like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old, pampered little woman.

Xiahou Yin's heart is like a mirror, he has seen this little woman when she parted from her husband, she was full of delicate and weak, and she could entangle people's souls.

But without that man, she didn't want to be a burden to anyone, nor did she want anyone to be troubled by her, so she always smiled and agreed, obediently.

At this time, it seemed that when he said one more word, her tears couldn't restrain herself from dripping, and she was finally willing to show that timidity in front of him.

Xiahou Yin's heart swelled and ached, sighed and hugged her tighter in his arms, and his chin pressed against the soft emanation of her forehead: "Sleep!" I'll wake you up when they come back. ”

Yuqiao stopped saying a word, closed her eyes, but she was sleepy for a while and woke up for a while, she was still not used to staying in the arms of other men, even if it was to absorb the short-term warmth.

The autumn moon bends into the clouds, the night is deep, and half an hour is over.

Yu Qiao sat up straight, took a breath and slowly stood up, looked into the distance for a long time, and seemed to say to himself: "They won't come back, let's go!" ”

As soon as the words fell, she supported her waist and walked towards the ghost crying slope step by step, Xiahou Yin saw that she was walking far, so she put the burden on her shoulders and strode to follow.

......

Sure enough, there was a fierce battle.

The messy horses' hooves on the ground were rushing, the wheels of the cars were crushing vertically and horizontally, and the feathered arrows were scattered and severed, and there were large pools of fresh blood that had not dried up.

Fortunately, there were no corpses and carriages, presumably Zhao Guanghui finally lured the black-clothed team away with them.

"Let's go quickly, in case they notice, and kill the rifles." Xiahou Yin listened attentively, suddenly changed his face, and grabbed Yuqiao's wrist and hurried forward.

Yuqiao gritted her teeth, trotted with him step by step, and finally slowed down, holding her stomach with both hands, and gasped sharply: "I can't do it, I can't run fast." ”

Xiahou Yin turned sideways, only then did she see the sweat on her face, her belly as big as a melon trembled with broken steps, and she was careless, leaning over and picking her up.

Running straight to the end of the Ghost Crying Slope, he heard the sound of horses' hooves approaching behind him, he looked around, there were clusters of reed nests growing luxuriantly on the side of the road, so he simply hugged her, a cat waist, squatted and hid at the bottom.

The neighing of the horses was not stopped, and there were people who spoke close at hand.

But I heard someone say in a rough voice: "I just saw a figure running, why did I chase for a long time, and suddenly disappeared?" ”

Another sneered, "You're bumping into a ghost!" It makes us nervous, this is a ghost crying slope, and I often hear that there are ghosts here to dig people's hearts. ”

Someone suddenly stopped: "Don't say a word, Master Long is here!" ”

I heard the sound of horses' hooves galloping, coming from far and near, and it was as noisy as the beating of war drums.

Xia Heyin pulled the corners of his lips mockingly, in order to capture the woman in his arms, he used manpower.

After a while, a hoarse and gloomy voice sounded: "It's all useless things, and a boiled duck can let her run away." ”

This voice was clear to her death, it was her nightmare, extending from her past life to the present, haunting her like a ghost asking for her life.

Xiahou Yin noticed that her body was trembling, her arms were tightly wrapped around his neck, and her smooth cheeks were against his shoulder blades, as helpless as a little girl.

Thinking that he was afraid, he gently patted her on the back and comforted her, and heard someone say: "I never thought that there was no one in the carriage, it was the carelessness of the subordinates, please punish Master Long." ”

With a muffled snort, someone fell off the horse, and with another kick, there was a thud in the Xianxia River.

The person who was called Long Ye said: "Mrs. Zhou is only afraid that people are still in Fengcheng, so now go back to search me door to door, and don't slack off on the official road to Yanjing, and they all keep their eyes wide open for me to stare at." ”

Everyone sang in unison, it was the mess of beating the horses and galloping away, and in an instant, the ghost crying slope returned to the original dead silence.

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The night was cold and long, and suddenly I could see the endless official road, and see the golden sycamore leaves falling in the wind.

A piece fell lightly on Xiahou Yin's shoulder. Yuqiao took it away for him without a trace, but it was still discovered, and he looked back at her with the corners of his mouth pursed.

Somewhat unnatural, he shook the sycamore leaf in his hand at him.

The floating clouds of Yaqing were piled up, and it was gloomy and dreary, as if it was about to rain. They walked and stopped all night, exhausted and tired.

Looking for a flat boulder in the roadside grass, placing Yuqiao to sit and rest, and handing the burden to her by the way, Xiahou Yin said softly: "It's going to rain, it's not a way to go like this." I went to see the road ahead, and did my best to stop a carriage that was willing to take us north. You are hiding here, but you are not allowed to come out. ”

"Hmm!" Yu Qiao nodded, staring down at the tops of his somewhat dirty boots: "If you stop it, come and find me." ”

Xiahou Yin replied, wanting to rub her hair, thinking about it, she only leaned over and wrapped the brocade blanket for her, and then stopped and walked towards the official road in front of her.

Yuqiao stretched his neck to probe, first he could see his figure, and then he disappeared.

The sugar candy in his stomach began to tug his arms and legs again, and he was playing with his father.

In the past, I was always on the warm and comfortable couch at this time, and Bixiu would not disturb a few well-behaved people.

Wisps of light gradually penetrated through the cracks in the windows, and the room was filled with the sweet scent of laurel.

In the red curtain, Zhou Lang would lean his ears on her snow-white abdomen, listen carefully, and then touch the bulging little hands or small footprints with his hands, and kiss her gently from time to time.

After watching it for a long time, Huer couldn't help it, and came up and twisted her little chin, turning her into a puddle of water.

A drop of rain fell on his forehead, and Yu Qiao suddenly came back to his senses, the sky was dark and oppressive, and the clouds slowly moved from west to east.

Why has that guy been gone for so long, and he hasn't turned back?

Yuqiao's heart was beating suddenly, her face was full of panic, she didn't dare to think about whether Xiahou Yin was scared and annoyed, so she left her and left.

If so, where does she go from here?