The cold rain was falling, it was still a blue sky and a white day, the sky was clear, and there were no clouds, but in an instant, it was a torrential rain, and turning his face was a few points faster than turning a book. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Shucheng wiped the mud on his face, the shoes covered with mud under his feet were already soaked, and there was a feeling of being entangled in something on his feet, which was both heavy and disgusting.

It had been two days since he escaped from the capital, and it was already dark at this time, and his eyes could not see far away, and the rain poured him cold.

Thanks to the connections he had accumulated in the past, the palace guards sold him a lot of face and escaped in his place with his henchmen faking death. I thought that the sky was high and the birds could fly and the sea would be wide and the fish would leap, but when I really fled, I realized that everything was not as simple as I imagined.

In order not to be conspicuous, he changed out of the official uniform of the Ouchi guards and bought a set of coarse cloth clothes with the silver he had prepared in advance. The clothes were so uncomfortably tight that I felt like the skin on my whole body was grinding and hurting.

In the past, I enjoyed the good days of fine clothes and food in the palace, how could I have been so embarrassed as now? But fortunately, he escaped, although he may need to disappear for a while, but as long as he lives, he will have a chance to make a comeback in the future.

But who knew that things would change, he thought that the fake death was hidden, but he didn't expect that it couldn't escape the eyes of some people in the end. When he left the capital, he was fine, but after escaping for half a day, he was planning where to settle down in the future and how to make a comeback, but there were chasing soldiers behind him.

When the pursuer saw him, he drew his knife without saying a word, and without noticing, his arm was slashed, and the wound was deep to the bone, and the force was so great that with naked killing intent, there was no room left.

He immediately sensed that the other party was serious, and they really wanted to kill him.

At that time, he had not yet joined his henchmen, because of his affairs, his subordinates were all stared at, and they did not dare to act rashly, it was not easy to rescue him alone, and it was necessary to be extremely cautious to take him out again. But who knew that before he could meet his subordinates, he waited for the other party's interception.

He had already guessed countless times who wanted to kill him, and after being slashed by the pursuers at first, he pale and asked who sent him, but the other party was silent, but the knife was fatal, and tried to kill him.

He mentioned the name of his mother, the name of that person, the name of his father, and even the crown prince, Ye Xici and other people who had enemies with him, he mentioned them one by one, paying attention to the other party's expression, but in the end he found nothing.

The other party is like an emotionless wood, no matter what you say, he doesn't answer, his face never changes, just mechanically wielding weapons, and every knife carries a deadly killing intent.

It wasn't until he mentioned Fang Xiaoyu's name that the other party's face finally changed, and then returned to its original appearance. The other party may think that it is very hidden, but he keenly caught the clues.

From this point of view, the person who called someone to kill him was undoubtedly Fang Xiaoyu.

Thought he would think so?

Ye Shucheng snorted coldly, a trained killer with almost no feelings, he didn't react when he mentioned anyone, but when he mentioned Fang Xiaoyu, he looked different.

If it were someone else, he might believe it, but who is he? I don't know how many years have been intriguing in the palace, how could I be blinded by such childish guidance?

It's not like he hasn't seen anyone Fang Xiaoyu trained. Not to mention others, even the martial arts maids around her are also top masters. They have extremely strong execution ability, and they obey Fang Xiaoyu's task orders simply and decisively, and they will never show their stuff in this kind of pediatric matter, bringing any possible trouble to Fang Xiaoyu.

This person deliberately changed his expression when he mentioned Fang Xiaoyu, making it clear that he wanted him to believe that Fang Xiaoyu had done this. In this way, it would be best to kill him, and if he was lucky enough to escape, they could also splash the dirty water that was chasing him on Fang Xiaoyu's body. If he can really make a comeback one day, he can't help but take revenge for today's incident, and when the time comes, he and Fang Xiaoyu are evil, but let the real culprit go unpunished, hiding behind his back and laughing at his stupidity.

Ye Shucheng tried his best to eat milk, and only escaped from the killer by luck, but the ghost of the chasing man was still ghostly, and he fell tightly behind, like a cat playing with mice, only chasing but not killing, and always kept a certain distance from him, but the bright and bloody big knife in his hand made him dare not have a trace of distraction, so he could only run desperately.

It's been two days now, day and night alternate, returning to darkness, but Ye Shucheng's mouth is dry, his stomach is hungry, and his eyelids are drooping as if he is going to fall asleep at any time.

But his spirit was highly nervous, and although he had barely closed his eyes for two days, and although he could no longer see the figure of the pursuer behind him at this time, he did not dare to be careless at all, for he did not know if this was an illusion that the pursuer had deliberately laid to make him let his guard down.

The meeting and place agreed with his henchmen are getting farther and farther away, although he is anxious, but there is no way to do it. He didn't dare to relax his spirit, for fear that once he relaxed, he would fall asleep uncontrollably, and finally he was chopped up and fed to the dog, and he didn't know how he died.

But the sky is not beautiful, this morning began to rain heavily, thunder and lightning in the sky, rain mixed with the cold on the face, slightly painful, but also a little numb.

Ye Shucheng kept running away in this rainy day, although he couldn't see the shadow of the pursuer behind him, but he didn't dare to stop.

His stomach was rumbling, Ye Shucheng really couldn't walk, he climbed this hillside, turned over the village in front of him, and walked a little longer, he could still turn back and meet his henchmen. Although he was thirsty, tired, and hungry along the way, he did not forget to leave marks along the way, so that his henchmen would come to look for him when he always did not go to the rendezvous.

For two days and two nights, even a strong-willed person will be tired, not to mention a person like Ye Shucheng who has been pampered and has never suffered in the past, which is already the limit for him.

His body was getting heavier and heavier, and it was as difficult to move his feet as if they were filled with lead. The wet clothes on his body stuck to his skin, and a sticky and greasy feeling made him extremely uncomfortable. However, the upper and lower eyelids, which were already fighting, no longer allowed him to think so much. Ye Shucheng felt that he might have reached his limit.

Perhaps, it's okay to sleep like this. Even if he died, he was killed when he was unconscious, at least there would not be so much pain.

Sleep, sleep, there is a voice in the darkness tempting him, tempting him to give up the run, to give up the struggle, just like the original ending, just die.

His steps were about to stop, and Ye Shucheng couldn't help but become more and more negative. Suddenly, he saw a ruined temple on the small slope ahead, and the ruined temple barely had a loose door to shield him from the wind and rain, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Regardless of the murderous machine behind him, he needs to rest. Otherwise, even if you don't get killed, you will eventually die of mental exhaustion.

Ye Shucheng glanced back and didn't see the chaser, so he subconsciously quickened his pace and walked towards the ruined temple.

There were no candles in the temple, and there were tiles on the head to cover the body. When you enter the temple, you are greeted by a huge Buddha statue, carved out of cheap stone throughout. The Buddha sat with flowers and a solemn expression, but some broken tiles and weeds covered his head and body, looking a little depressed.

Although the dilapidated temple is dilapidated, there seem to be people worshipping, although there is no candle flame, but there are still some sporadic traces of fire on the ground, as if someone has settled here before, and has just walked not long ago. With this faint firelight, Ye Shucheng always felt a shudder when he looked at the stone statue of the Buddha again.

But he couldn't take care of that much. He was very thirsty and hungry, and his stomach was growling. Fortunately, there seem to be people coming to worship in this ruined temple, and on the broken stone table in front of the Buddha statue, in addition to the burned incense ash, there is also a dish of wild fruits of different sizes, which do not look very delicious.

There is no wine and no meat, but this is a great gift for Ye Shucheng today.

Regardless of whether the Buddha would blame him for stealing tribute to eat, Ye Shucheng only knew that if he wanted to live now, he had to eat something to suppress his stomach, and then sleep again, otherwise when the killer caught up, no matter how vigilant he was, it would be a dead end if he didn't have the strength.

Ye Shucheng didn't care whether it was dirty or not, picked up a turquoise wild fruit on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth. As soon as he stuffed it into his mouth, he spit it out.

It's sour, astringent, and a little bitter. It can be said that he has never eaten such an unpalatable fruit in his life.

He subconsciously wanted to throw away the fruit, but remembering his situation, he withdrew his hand that had been raised, looked at the fruit in his hand with a complicated expression, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and bit it down in one breath, chewing painfully, and then swallowing it with difficulty.

Ye Shucheng felt like crying. He knew that if a big man cried bitterly, he would make people laugh, but looking at his embarrassing situation, his nose couldn't help but be sour.

Stay alive! Gotta Live!

Live to get revenge on those who made him lose everything! Live and take back what is rightfully yours!

What Zhou Guifei, what the second prince, what emperor and prince Ye Xici, what Fang laughs! All to death! Die to me!

Ye Shucheng's hatred was monstrous, and that hatred blinded his heart and taste, making this sour, astringent and slightly bitter fruit tasteless.

Eat a few of the fruits, wipe the rest of the fruit, tear off a piece of the hem of the garment, wrap it, put it in your bosom, and save it for later.

The pyre on the ground has not yet burned out, but unfortunately the fire is very weak. He wanted to fill in some more hay to keep warm and dry his soaked clothes, but as soon as he brought some hay from the ruined temple, his face changed as if he suddenly thought of something.

He took all the hay in his arms, and then climbed up to the offering table of the Buddha statue, and from the offering table to the back of the Buddha statue, there was a very narrow space where a man could lie on his side.

Ye Shucheng spread all the hay behind the Buddha statue, spread a thick layer, and then carefully climbed down the offering table, and then completely extinguished the sparks on the firewood pile on the ground, and the broken temple was suddenly dark and missing.

He climbed back behind the statue and was touched on the arm by the corner of the table. He lay down on the hay with difficulty, tried to hide his body completely behind the Buddha statue and would not be seen, then lay down with peace of mind, his eyelids were confused, and he fell asleep after a while.

He slept very lightly, and would wake up at the slightest movement, but he was so tired that he fell asleep again after making sure that there were no pursuers.

The wet clothes on his body made him feel a little cold, and he shrunk in his sleep. But he didn't dare to make a fire to keep warm, because he thought that there was a killer chasing him behind him, and if the killer saw the fire in the ruined temple, he would be in danger of being exposed.

The Buddha statue is large and can hide the figure. If the other party does not chase after them, or if they leave after chasing them, it is not easy to be found hiding here.

Early the next morning, Ye Shucheng was woken up by the sound of a rooster crowing. The rooster crowed so little that he himself couldn't even confirm if the rooster crow he heard was a hallucination. But as soon as he opened his eyes and found that he was still conscious and conscious, he felt extremely happy.

Alive, alive yourself.

Although these two days and two nights seemed like a nightmare, at least he was alive.

To live is to have hope.

Facing the light shining on his face, Ye Shucheng still remembered his situation, so he didn't dare to make too much noise. He could only get up carefully, but because of curled up all night, coupled with the dampness, he didn't hold it for a while and fell down, and knocked his head on the back of the Buddha statue, and blood came out, although the blood stains were very light.

Ye Shucheng rubbed the stinging wound, but when he touched his forehead, he found that his forehead was very hot, as if he was wearing rain-soaked clothes and slept in such a place, and he was infected with some cold. In addition, the wound on his arm was only coarsely bandaged, and it was already soaked in blood at the moment.

Ye Shucheng's face was extremely ugly. If you drag such a tired and sick body, you can't escape too far. If he is found by the pursuer, he will surely die.

He knew he had to think of a way, and it was better to be able to find a doctor. But now that he was being hunted down again, he couldn't trust others at all, which made his already pale face even more ugly.

Ye Shucheng secretly stuck his head out and took a look. The wind and rain outside seemed to have stopped, and even from the light shining through the broken tiles, it seemed to be a fine day. He was considering whether he should hurry as soon as possible while the weather was good, and he wanted to join up with his henchmen.

Ye Shucheng, who had made a decision, immediately wanted to walk out from behind the Buddha statue, but at this time, the door of the broken temple made a dull sound, and the frightened Ye Shucheng immediately shrank back.

And just as Ye Shucheng retracted, the door was pushed open. Ye Shucheng hid behind and seemed to hear the sound of kneeling on the ground, as well as the sound of placing tribute, and he could also smell a faint but inferior smell of incense.

Then, the voice of a brittle boy sounded: "Buddha bless, bless my mother's ability to recover my father's bones, and bless my grandmother's illness to be cured as soon as possible." If the Buddha can manifest himself, even if he takes away my life, I am willing. Ask the Buddha for your blessing. Ask the Buddha for your blessing. ”

Then there was the sound of kowtowing. (To be continued.) )