The sun shining on the earth continued to set westward, turning from golden yellow to blood red, and the clouds on the horizon were infected by it to form fiery clouds. A gust www.biquge.info of wind blew from afar, spreading the clouds that had gathered together, and at the same time making the pedestrians who were still in a hurry more hurried.

Experienced pedestrians can easily deduce from the damp wind that a small autumn rain is about to fall. The rain in late autumn is not a joke, if it is really drenched in soup, there is a chance that the chicken will get a wind chill, and with the medical level of this era, those who are weaker may be bedridden or even lose their lives due to this wind chill.

This made the pedestrians on the official road to Wuchang stop when they passed through a small town, and they circled in the town. However, one of them did not stay in the town with the crowd, but passed through the town and continued to move forward.

A variegated horse, a young man dressed ordinarily and with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looks a little childish. Seeing that he was still in a hurry, a few well-meaning people came forward to dissuade him, telling him to stay in the town for the night, and it would not be too late to hurry again tomorrow. It was going to be dark on this day, and the possibility of a rain would only make it difficult for him to move an inch.

But the boy did not listen to them, but smiled gratefully at them, and then struck his horse and went on. He naturally knew that these people were well-intentioned, but this difficulty could not stop his footsteps, just as even if there were many obstacles in Wuchang City, he could not change his determination to save his brother Yang Chen.

This young man is naturally Yang Zhen who set off from Jiangling. After stealing a large sum of money from the government, he did not have to go on foot as he had done before, but bought a horse outside the city. Just because the horses of this era were in the hands of the rich or the government, he only bought such a thin horse. But this has greatly increased the speed of his advance, it has only been three days, and he has already rushed more than half the distance, and he thinks that he will be able to enter Wuchang City on the eighteenth at the latest.

Thinking that his brother was still suffering in prison, Yang Zhen did not allow himself to have too many delays on the road. Even if the weather didn't seem right, he wouldn't slow down. In his previous life, he had not experienced a forced march in bad weather, not to mention that now he still has a horse to walk around, which is enough to deal with.

But he still underestimated the power of this autumn rain. Half an hour after he left the town, the last bit of light was completely obscured by the large dark clouds swept by the wind, and there were even dull thunders in the distance.

Then, raindrops the size of soybeans fell from the sky, smashing small craters on the official road. Soon, the raindrops connected into a line, connecting the sky and the earth, making what Yang Zhen saw in front of him completely confused. This made Yang Zhen's heart tighten, and he hurriedly hit the horse forward, allowing the horse to use the little strength he had left.

But the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were even some mud and stones on both sides of the road that had been washed down by the rain, and some were even washed into the middle of the road. This made it impossible for Yang Zhen to continue to urge the horse to run fast, because if he was not careful, the horse would be tripped by stones and soil, which would be too much to lose. In desperation, he had to dismount and lead him forward in the rain, at this time he already regretted his decision just now.

After all, it's not the future generations, there are such good road conditions. And with a horse, it is even more impossible to force it in the wind and rain as he thought. After walking for another distance, Yang Zhen finally saw a place where he could shelter from the rain and spend the night - a land temple that looked a little dilapidated.

Just looking at the two temple doors that creaked in the wind, Yang Zhen knew that this was a deserted temple that no one cared about. After tying his horse to the porch in front of the door, he stepped over the high threshold and entered the temple. As soon as he entered, he choked on the dust and cobwebs that came from his face, and the temple was full of dust and cobwebs, on the walls, on the ground, on the pillars and on the offering tables, and even on the statues of the gods. And this idol was especially unlucky, somehow the head was no longer above the neck, and it was impossible to tell what kind of god he was.

Although it is a little dirty here, it is much better than outside, at least it will not be rained in the temple anymore. Well, at least in some places - there are also a lot of holes in the roof of the temple, and the rain falls down with it, making the whole little temple wet at this time.

At this time, Yang Zhen was already soaked, and he was a little tired from the day's journey, so he just wanted to take a break from the roasting fire and get something to eat. But where can I find the wood for the fire? He lit a fire and searched around the temple, and really found some broken wood left by someone who didn't know who left it, but all of these were wet with the rain that fell into the temple, but he couldn't make a fire.

Helpless, Yang Zhen had no choice but to hit the idea on the offering table, because it was still dry. Although this seems to be blasphemous, it is impossible to take care of the urgency of the matter. After smashing the somewhat decayed offering table, he built a bonfire in front of the idol, and the wet wood should make up for the night.

After the fire started, Yang Zhen walked around the temple and took a look, but he also found something. He found a hole in the wall behind the statue for a man to get in and out, and found a clay pot where he could use it to make some hot water.

After everything was arranged, Yang Zhen sat back in front of the fire. There was a clay pot on the fire, and his clothes and wraps were beside it, which had to be roasted. He used a piece of wood to thread a few steamed buns that he had brought with him, and roasted them on the fire and ate them.

After calming down, Yang Zhen thought about his brother's current predicament and how he should act when he went to Wuchang. Suddenly, he thought of the question that he had been ignoring all along, was Zheng Fang really willing to help him? Even if he had helped him, although he was indeed not a member of the Zhang Party, did he really have the courage to meddle in a case led by the Zhang family?

Before, Zheng Fang dared to expose the fraud case of the imperial examination, but he was also forced by the situation and had no way to retreat. But now? His situation has improved a lot, do you still dare to go out and fight with the Zhang family? Yang Zhen felt that if it was him, he was afraid that he would not have the courage to do so.

As soon as this idea came out, Yang Zhen's heart immediately became a little uneasy. Before, because he cared about his brother, his heart was confused, so he didn't think of this. No wonder I felt heavy all the way, it turned out that the problem was here. And when he recalled it carefully, he found that this was Yang Chen's proposal, which made him even more apprehensive.

After all these years of brothers, he still understands Yang Chen's character. This is a person who will never do what he says if he is not sure, whether it is the imperial examination or dealing with the Yao family, he is like this. How could he have made such a mistake in this matter concerning his own life and death?

"Not good!" Yang Zhen's mind suddenly flashed his brother's pale and haggard face and low coughing voice, as well as the uneasiness in his heart when he left, and an ominous premonition had emerged from the depths of his heart—could it be that his brother knew that he was going to have misfortune, so he used this as an excuse to transfer him out of Jiangling?

The more Yang Zhen thought about it, the more he felt that his judgment was right, and the more he thought about it, the more restless he became, and he just wanted to return to Jiangling immediately and ask his brother for clarification. After a fierce psychological struggle, he pressed this somewhat impulsive thought, everyone else is here, it is better to go to Wuchang City first. If you turn back at this time, I am afraid that there is no hope.

Yang Zhen didn't know that why he had such an idea, or was influenced by the original owner of the body. The original Yang Zhen was such an impulsive and emotional person, and at this time, he knew that his brother might be unlucky, so he naturally wanted to go back. In fact, just this time, the previous impulsive thoughts were also determined by the original Yang Zhen's consciousness, but this time he did not fight for the dominance.

After eliminating the distractions in his heart, Yang Zhen gradually fell asleep in clothes that had been dried by the fire.

The temple gate has been blocked by Yang Zhen with stones, even if it is still stormy outside, but in this small temple, only the sound of rustling rain can be heard, which can make people fall asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Yang Zhen, who was sleeping, opened his eyes with a look of vigilance. Even when he was asleep, he did not fully relax, and now he was awakened by the sound of horses' hooves.

Outside the temple, a person and a rider are galloping on the official road. Suddenly, the horse tripped over something on its front legs, and it went limp, and fell down with a bang. Obviously, the horse had exhausted all its strength by this point, and if it hadn't been for this one, it would have fallen in a short time.

The rider on the horse also fell in front of the horse due to inertia. Fortunately, he had been prepared, and he put his hand on the ground before landing, but he obviously didn't have the strength he had before, and although he tried his best, he still fell to the ground and let out a muffled snort.

But he quickly got up and looked behind him alertly, but it was only pitch black and there was nothing to be seen. Immediately, he looked around again, and when he saw the land temple not far from the roadside, he was overjoyed, and he stumbled there with his painful body.

"Bang!" His body slammed against the hidden temple door, but it did not open because of it, but some dust fell on it, which made the visitor startled, and he could see the fire inside through the door.

Someone in there? The thought only swirled in his head for a moment, and he ignored it. He pushed again, and the door that was held against the stone was finally pushed open.

At this time, Yang Zhen, who had already been on guard, had already stood up and looked at this uninvited guest who came late at night.

At the same time, the sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, and this time there were a dozen or so horsemen, all dressed in robes and hats. When the first man came to the fallen horse, he jerked the reins, and the horse, Herod, stood up with a sound......