Hua Jincheng raised his eyes and glanced outside, the dripping water fell from the eaves, blending into the small 'ocean', I don't know which drop came from the broken tiles.

"Brother Mo, how many hours has it been?"

Hua Jincheng asked, her eyes didn't close, but she didn't have much tiredness.

Li'er lay down not far away and fell asleep deeply, as if she had dreamed of something delicious to eat, her little mouth kept clicking, and her face was full of smiles.

"Five and a half hours." Moy knew she was asking Mu Yizhi.

That's half an hour.

Hua Jincheng slowly raised her arm, her movements were a little stiff and a little sluggish, Mo Yi was shocked, "Jincheng ......"

"It's fine, it's just that I've been sitting for too long."

Hua Jincheng smiled at him, and continued to move her whole body slowly, and after about a quarter of an hour, she stood up, "A guest is coming." ”

The rain began to fall again, and from time to time a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the silver filaments like cow's hair.

Three men in cloaks came running quickly, their bodies and faces not really visible, but it was obvious that one of them was a little petite.

"I'm sorry."

The tallest of the three clenched his fist at Hua Jincheng.

Hua Jincheng returned the salute, "We are also outsiders who shelter from the rain." ”

Mo Yi's hairs stood up on his body when the three of them came in, and he was silent on the surface, but he quietly approached Hua Jincheng a few points.

"This friend...... Dead? ”

The tall man looked at Mu Yizhi on the ground and asked in some surprise.

"Probably."

Hua Jincheng also looked at the tattered Mu Yizhi, "Who knows, if you die, just bury it on the spot when the day dawns." ”

"Are you so ruthless that you disregard the life and death of your companions?"

There was a hint of anger in the deliberately disguised low voice, but Hua Jincheng still heard the scorn and mockery.

Hua Jincheng smiled and said nothing, the look on Moy's face was a little colder, and Li'er stood behind Hua Jincheng rubbing her eyes, still not understanding what was going on.

"Shut up." The tall man snorted displeased, and then said apologetically to Hua Jincheng, "Don't blame the girl, my brother has always been like this." ”

Hua Jincheng coughed a few times and said with a smile that it was okay.

Including Mu Yizhi, the seven people in the broken temple were divided into two different camps.

The three of them took off their hats and robes, and their faces and figures were also exposed to Hua Jincheng's gaze.

The tall man had a gentle smile on his face, and his skin was slightly dark, like a simple farmer.

The delicate face of the woman dressed as a man and the petite figure was not too beautiful, but the heroism in her eyebrows added a little to her appearance.

The rest of the man...... Hua Jincheng frowned, covered his lips and coughed a few times, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, separating the man's inquiring gaze.

The rest of the person is very ordinary, Hua Jincheng can remember the appearance of the other two at a glance, but the last person, at this time, her mind is blank, but the more such a person is, the more terrifying it is.

"Jin Cheng, let's sleep for a while."

Moy's hand was on her shoulder, "I'm afraid that guy won't work." ”

"Not sleepy yet."

Hua Jincheng shook her head, she knew that she needed to rest, she needed to sleep, if she hadn't met Mu Yizhi, they would probably have arrived in Huafu by now, or in an inn in a certain town.

The firewood crackled, and there was no communication between several people at all, only Hua Jincheng coughed a few times from time to time, and Li'er took pastries for her to make supper, but there was no way to directly enter the cold water.

"Drink some wine and warm up."

The tall man slowly walked in front of Hua Jincheng with a wine bag, "I see that the girl's face is not good, she should be infected with wind and cold, this is our family's medicinal wine, which is very effective in expelling the cold." ”

"Thank you."

Hua Jincheng did not refuse, reached out and took the wine bag, she opened the sack, the smell wafted into the nostrils, and her stomach suddenly churned.

Hua Jincheng's lowered eyes flashed a cold light, she really didn't guess wrong, these three people were here to kill her, the guest was indeed a guest, but they were assassins.

"I haven't asked for my gentleman's name yet."

Hua Jincheng tightened the wine bag, and then approached the fire and slowly roasted it.

The man's brow furrowed imperceptibly, "Under the surname Chen." ”

"Mr. Chen." Hua Jincheng smiled, "The doctor told me that I can't drink cold, so ...... Please don't mind. ”

"That's what I was abrupt."

Mr. Chen said apologetically, "Is the girl going to visit her relatives?" ”

"Well, I went to visit an elder, but I didn't expect to be trapped here by the heavy rain." Hua Jincheng raised his hand and took off his hood, "The rain has been falling since noon, and I feel like I haven't seen such a heavy rain for many years." ”

"That's true, we wanted to hurry up, but the thunder was so terrifying that several trees were broken, so we had to come down from the mountain while the rain was light, but fortunately there was a place to hide, otherwise, we really don't know how to spend the night."

"I heard that the lightning is to punish the wicked, but I don't know if it's because there are too many wicked people in the world." Hua Jincheng sighed with emotion, "Lei Gong must be very busy." ”

Mr. Chen was slightly stunned, and his eyes were full of strangeness when he looked at Hua Jincheng, "The girl believes in ghosts and gods? ”

"I didn't believe it." Hua Jincheng shook his head, "But I believe it now, and I also believe in karma." An elder in my family told me that there were some fruits, not because they were not there, but because the time had not yet come. Is there any interest in listening to a story, sir? ”

Hua Jincheng's black pupils reflected a yellowish firelight, so that Mr. Chen didn't know what to do for a while.

"Listen up."

"There was always a farmer who met an assassin."

Hua Jincheng's voice was gentle, and when she said these words, she was silent.

Mr. Chen was waiting for the following, and suddenly he couldn't hear Hua Jincheng's voice, and he wondered, "And then?" ”

"What, then?" Hua Jincheng's eyes widened in confusion.

"A farmer, he met an assassin, and then?" Mr. Chen asked patiently.

"And then? What's there? This kind of thing, Mr. should know better than me. ”

Hua Jincheng smiled, and the wine bag in his hand fell to the ground with a click, "I'm sorry, I don't have the strength in my hand." ”

She smiled apologetically, and the wine flowed out of the unplugged mouth.

This soft sound was like a signal, and the two people sitting not far away also stood up, staring at Hua Jincheng with fire in their eyes.

Mr. Chen was silent for a moment, then he reached out and picked up the wine bag, "It's a pity." ”

It's a pity for the wine, it's a pity for Hua Jincheng, presumably only he knows.