Dong Hong turned to face Gundam's back, raised his chin slightly, his clear eyes reflected the fiery red flowing clouds, and his clear face was a little aggressive and gorgeous for no reason. There was three points of anger in his clear voice, as if he was annoyed by Gundam's evasion: "Dong Hong shouldn't have spoken in front of General Gao, but there are some things that Dong Hong really wants to ask General Gao for advice. ”

"In the battle of Ezhou, it was obviously General Gao who fought bravely against the enemy and repelled the northern captives, why did the credit go to Jia Nidao? The general has made such a great achievement, but because the military expenditure accounts are not clear, he will be wiped out at once, and he will return to the field, the world is unjust for the general, and the general does not think of being a traitor to the country, but he is willing to sink, without any intention of cheering up, and stealing is not taken by the general! ”

"In these years, the world has been chaotic, and the northern captives have not succeeded in attacking Xiangfan and retreated, obviously it is the power of the soldiers to fight to the death, and the government and the opposition actually believe that what gods and goddesses have gone down to help the enemy soldiers to retreat, how foolish!" Dong Hong sneered, "General Gao's choice, as an outsider, I really have no one to interfere with. Please forgive the general, Dong Hong grew up listening to the general's story since he was a child, and it is really ...... to see the current general"

Dong Hong couldn't bear to say any more, he saw Gundam's body trembling slightly under the sunset, and his back was arched severely, as if he was just a middle-aged man who had been living a hard life, carrying some extremely heavy burden, so that people couldn't breathe and couldn't resist. Gao Da didn't look back for a long time, and walked in the direction of the setting sun, his shadow stretched extremely long, and was gilded with a layer of gold by the sunlight, until it gradually faded away and slowly disappeared into Dong Hong's field of vision.

Dong Hong's heart was sour, he had seen the young General Gao when he was a child, he was high-spirited, and he raised the sword and mountains, which was the heroic nature that Dong Hong longed for. When he grew up, Dong Hong often went to the teahouse to listen to the storytellers tell the stories of the world's heroes. Gundam's deeds are his favorite part, and even now, he can tell the story of those victories.

To this day, the past of Gundam is still entrenched in Dong Hong's mind, and he pats his face vigorously, regretting in annoyance that he just said nothing. Who doesn't age? What are you struggling with? Perhaps this is the twilight of a veteran. It's just that I don't know why Li Zi's gang didn't let go of Gundam and reunited another day, so they should ask clearly.

Dong Hong paced slowly, thinking about it, and his knuckles tapped lightly on the scabbard, making a rhythmic crisp sound, so that he didn't hear the abnormal sound on the side.

The branches of the old trees planted on both sides of the road are coiled, and the friction sound of the branches and leaves moving without wind is very strange.

A dagger was hidden in the shadow of the leaves, shining in the shadows of the trees, like a neighing viper, its sharp fangs waiting to deliver a fatal blow to its enemies.

Dong Hong suddenly felt a blow to his neck, and his eyes went black and he fainted.

Ancient temple in the mountains.

The thin gray clouds clinged to the full moon, enveloping a cloud of moonlight, and only the faint moonlight floated down through the gaps in the clouds, casting itself into the shallow puddles of water on the mountain. The sound of horses' hooves came suddenly, and the splash melted the moonlight, and when it fell, it scattered into the void.

The man in black grabbed the reins of his horse, and a long neighing broke the silence of the ancient temple. He looked up at the nearby temple and frowned, as if he suspected that he had come to the wrong place. Several low bungalows are dilapidated and gray, the walls are peeling off inch by inch, and the bricks and tiles on the roof of the temple are incomplete.

"Coming?"

It seems that after trekking for a long time in the distant mountains and rivers, after several years of ups and downs, Dong Hong finally struggled to wake up from the darkness.

The eye is dimly lit, and the light is extremely dim.

Dong Hong reacted for a while, thinking of the sudden fainting, he did not move vigilantly, but looked at the environment quietly from the corner of his eye.

Seem...... Is it a temple? He was leaning on a soft couch that was temporarily spread on the ground. There are a few oil lamps on both sides, the fire on the wick is erratic, swaying left and right with the night breeze, the light is bright and dark, making the room dim, and you can only see the mottled wall on the side, as if it has been blown by the wind and rain for a hundred years. However, although it is broken, it is clean, and it can be seen that someone is cleaning it every day.

A few feet away from Dong Hong was a small Buddha statue, and the face of the Buddha statue was hidden in the darkness, and it was not easy to see clearly. Dong Hong paused and looked away...... There seems to be a faint silhouette of a human figure in front of the Buddha statue?

Just as Dong Hong was dripping in cold sweat, a suppressed cough sound came from the darkness.

"Miss Qiuhong?"

Dong Hong was struck by lightning, pinched her cuffs, reached out and groped around on the couch, and touched something that was cold to the touch, she lowered her eyes, fortunately the sword was still there. Lifting the sword and sitting up, she looked coldly at the darkness, this person's voice was not familiar to her, who was it, and she recognized her identity at a glance.

Dong Hong is the name she used when she disguised herself as a man and walked the rivers and lakes, and her real name was Dong Qiuhong

"Miss Qiuhong doesn't have to be like this, the poor monk will never do anything bad for you." A monk? The voice was faint, but faintly mixed with a strange tremor.

Dong Qiuhong swallowed her saliva, the monk's voice was as light as the wind, which made her heart soothe, and she still looked into the darkness quietly, "Who is Your Excellency, why don't you come out and see it?" ”

In the darkness came the slow sound of sleeves rubbing, then the sound of beads gently clashing.

The monk walked out of the darkness, his wide robe swaying on the ground, and the light and shadow swayed all over the ground.

The monk has a face that is easy to forget, and at a cursory glance, the eyebrows are also faint, the nose is also faint, and the whole person is so light that it seems to be melted into the lamp. He held the rosary in his hand, and his thumb flicked the beads unhurriedly, and the beads made a rhythmic crashing sound.

"The Poor Monk's Law is called the Void." The monk bows his head.

"Your Excellency must already know my name." Dong Qiuhong also nodded, "In the middle of the night, Your Excellency tied me here, I don't know what the purpose is?" ”

Void sighed and bowed his head apologetically, "The poor monk originally intended to invite Miss Dong here, who knew that person was so unkind." ”

Dong Qiuhong rolled her eyes, although the person who tied her up was a sneak attack, she could actually react, but the moment the person approached, the overwhelming power emanating from his body trapped her tightly, and her hand was already holding the hilt of the sword, but her curved fingers couldn't pull out the sword.

The void saw through what she was about to ask, "I'm sorry, Miss Dong, the poor monk really can't answer who you are disrespecting you are. But one day, you'll know. The poor monk invited the girl for only one purpose. ”

The other party's eyes that had been closed opened suddenly, and at that moment, Dong Qiuhong felt that the dark room suddenly shone brightly, and she couldn't help but tremble when she met the monk's eyes.