Chapter Forty-Eight: The Man with a Thousand Faces
In the empty lobby, the wall lamps illuminated the floor a warm yellow.
The palm held on his cheek was hot, Ding Ruoyu stood on tiptoe, reached out and touched Yu Feiqiong's forehead and said, "Do you have a fever?" ”
Yu Feiqiong was stunned, and unconsciously grabbed her neck with both hands, but did not use force.
"Do you really not understand or are you deliberately avoiding it?" He stared into her eyes, trying to see what was really going on in her head.
"I never promised you." Ding Ruoyu pulled away his hand, his clear eyes were frank, "It's good to you, it's because I regard you as an important companion, and like Chen Lan and Cunxin, I don't think anything wrong." ”
"Since you asked, let's make it clear." She let go of her hand, ignoring his pained expression. She understands that long pain is better than short pain, some things must be said at once, and the longer it drags on, the deeper the obsession.
"I don't have that kind of emotion for you, and I hope I can be friends after I talk about it, after all, I can't look up and see you here, and it's not good to be too stiff."
Yu Feiqiong looked at the girl who was close at hand, when did she become like this? He never knew that she, who had always been taciturn and only loved to listen, would really express herself so directly and mercilessly.
"Also, you and I have different identities. I'm just a mediocre person, and I'm used to being wild, and I don't want to be locked in your walls in the future. She was still smiling faintly and counting, "The most important thing is that you and I don't even know if we can get out of here alive, what else to talk about in the future......
Every sentence was like a sharp blade, like a boulder, pressing on his heart, cutting his heart.
"Enough!" He interrupted her, grabbed her arm, and said, "You really didn't like me at all?" ”
"I like it," Ding Ruoyu said, "I like my friends." If you really can't accept it, I have no choice but to go my own way. ”
She had a smile on her face that was as gentle as ever, but it looked so ironic in his eyes at the moment.
"People's hearts change." Yu Feiqiong no longer insisted, just looked at her deeply and said, "I don't believe you will be stubborn forever." ”
"I haven't practiced swords for two days, do you want to play a game?" Ding Ruoyu went to the shelf and drew two wooden swords, and handed one of them to him.
Changing the topic so lightly made him think of Lihong again.
He took the sword and hit the key point directly, Ding Ruoyu did not avoid it, but raised his sword to block. Her style of moves has changed, although she deliberately controls not to use Lou Xuejiao's sword moves, but it is more upright than the previous way of picking flaws.
"You've been recuperating from your injuries some time ago?" A cold light flashed in Yu Feiqiong's eyes.
Ding Ruoyu knew that his changes could not be hidden, so he replied while attacking: "First I recuperated from my injuries, and then I worshipped a master to learn the sword." ”
In the lobby, the young dead soldiers arrived one after another, either alone or looking for a partner to practice, and no one knew what had happened to the two of them before.
Chen Lan stepped on the spot again, planning to look for Yu Feiqiong as usual, but found that he had made up with Qiao'er.
"It's late......" she was sighing, when she suddenly got goosebumps. Looking up, it turned out that she was not the only one looking at Yu Feiqiong.
Among the dead soldiers, another slender girl with big watery eyes also stared at the two who were stabbing each other with their swords.
She first looked at Yu Feiqiong for a while, and then looked at Ding Ruoyu again, with jealousy in her eyes, and even the hand holding the blade was clenched unconsciously.
Chen Lan retracted her gaze, held her chin in contemplation, and a playful smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.
During the break, she pulled Ding Ruoyu and pretended to speak naturally: "The sleepless boss went to be a saint, Xue Tong disappeared, and two new faces entered the Obsidian Palace." ”
One is Youlan, who has just returned from a mission, and the other Ding Ruoyu has met a few times, but he has not spoken.
"That girl, Wanlian, was picked out in the first group." Chen Lan looked at the big-eyed girl and said, "It seems that I was in the same room with Feiqiong before changing rooms." ”
As the young deceased grew older, they could apply to the instructor for a change of house after the age of thirteen, so most of the earthen houses were of the same sex.
"You're interested in girls again?" Ding Ruoyu was surprised, and glanced at Wanlian lightly, she was indeed a beauty.
"Pure nonsense!" Chen Lan scratched her waist and lowered her voice, "I found that she didn't look at you right, you should pay attention to yourself." ”
Ding Ruoyu smiled and nodded to reassure her. Seeing her indifferent appearance, Chen Lan couldn't let go.
That Wanlian's ghost thoughts were about to be written on her face, and she could still talk and laugh so calmly, making her feel that she was really the emperor and the eunuch was not in a hurry.
"I remember, you seem to be ...... Feiqiong" Ding Ruoyu shifted the topic to her again.
Chen Lan smiled awkwardly.
"I made it clear to him earlier, if you still mean that, you can let it go." Ding Ruoyu patted her on the shoulder, her eyes as bright as stars.
"No, no, I'm still ...... young," Chen Lan waved his hand indiscriminately and refused, "I'm just afraid that you will be accidentally injured by others." ”
Yu Feiqiong's first-class appearance must have many suitors in the Dead Soldier Camp, and even Chen Lan herself has been privately excluded by other girls several times, and she guesses that Ding Ruoyu's life is even more difficult.
But even so, she had never seen a girl whose eyes were as vicious as Wanlian.
"In short, you have to guard against Wanlian, she is different!" Chen Lan told again in a matter-of-fact manner.
Ding Ruoyu smiled, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, gently rubbed her head, and comforted her gently: "Ah Lan is good, there is a sister, and they will not be allowed to bully you." ”
Chen Lan shrank in her arms angrily, and didn't know how to attack.
In the afternoon, Qiu Ping from the third group came to her and said that the fire protector had given her two a task to capture alive the subordinates of the former Houtu Protector who had secretly escaped, and the thousand-faced man Cang'er.
Their previous mission was to assassinate, and the first time they encountered a live capture, it was obvious that the upper echelons of the witchcraft admired Cang'er's ability very much and wanted to use it for themselves.
Intelligence agents in the third group had found materials in a forest leading to the Witch Cult's headquarters.
Ding Ruoyu and Chen Lan came to the quiet forest, only to see that a large piece of land had been dug up in the forest, and ten corpses were placed in the ground, all of which died of heartbreaking, looking at the state of the corpses, it seemed that they had not died for a few hours.
"What's going on?" In this situation, Qiu Ping was also unexpected.
A Witch Sect disciple standing not far away came over when he heard the words and said, "Miss Qiu, we smelled blood here, so we dug it up, and they were all prisoners who escaped from the yamen at night. ”
Qiu Ping squatted down, wrapped her hands in cloth, opened the corpse's clothes and examined it carefully, and threw the sermon after a while: "It's not a fleeing prisoner, they have bruises on their heads, they were knocked unconscious and sent out." ”
She walked to a tree again, pulled out the knife in her boots, scratched a white mark similar to a palm print left on the bark, and said to Ding Ruoyu and Chen Lan who came along: "This is a special wax that Cang'er likes to use when making human skin masks, and this wax will melt when pressed, leaving white residue. We also found traces of debris on the wall of the alley ahead, so we guessed that he was still hiding near the alley. ”
"This person is ever-changing, how can I find him?" Chen Lan looked at the painting in his hand with the true face of Cang'er and became anxious.
"The Dharma Protector said that if Cang'er stays in the city for many days, he must have a plan. This is a long-term task, and there is no need to rush it, as our third team will cooperate with the two of you. Qiu Ping said, "As long as he does it, he will definitely leave a flaw." ”
Ding Ruoyu looked at those corpses, and the death was extremely miserable. She suddenly asked Qiu Ping: "These prisoners, but they were directly put into their hands and dug out their hearts?" ”
Qiu Ping walked back, picked up the cloth on the ground again, wrapped her hands and picked up the broken sternum of the corpse, and nodded.
"Cang'er disguise technique is superb, but in fact, the skill is low, and it is impossible to break the chests of ten people......" Qiu Ping muttered, "These people were not killed by him, but there must be some kind of connection." ”
And the ten hearts that were taken out ...... It's more like it's used to carry out some evil forbidden spells.
Qiu Ping got up and said to Ding Ruoyu: "The incident happened suddenly, and I will make a decision after I report these to the Fire Protector." ”
The witch sect left a few people to guard the forest, and Chen Lan took Ding Ruoyu to the market outside the alley, where he sat in front of a tea stall and waited for Qiu Ping to come back.
The tea stall guy's eyes rolled, and after looking at the two of her for a long time, Ding Ruoyu had to put down a few copper plates and ask him to serve tea.
"Tea is coming!" The man went into the inner room, came out again, and handed over two large bowls of tea and a plate of pastries.
"Big brother." Hearing the shout, Ding Ruoyu's expression changed and he called his buddy.
"What more do you two girls want?" The tea stall guy came over and said.
"Ah Lan!" Ding Ruoyu shouted, quickly grabbed the guy's hands, and hooked his legs again. Chen Lan took out a dirty cloth out of nowhere, stuffed it into the guy's mouth, and then untied his belt to tie it up.
The rest of the guests at the tea stall fled in a panic when they saw this battle, and someone accidentally knocked over the tea that the guy had just served them, and the tea was flowing sideways, smoking poisonous smoke, and it really had ulterior motives.
"Qiao'er, how did you find out?" Chen Lan's fingers picked at the man's face for a long time, picking out a layer of ash-like debris, exactly the same as what Qiu Ping scraped on the trunk.
"He doesn't speak in the same voice as he really is." Ding Ruoyu lifted the table, grabbed the captive to the ground, turned his feet over from behind his back, tied his hands together, and tied four horses and hooves.
When Chen Lan heard it, she was happy: "I know ventriloquism, you are good at listening to music, and you deserve to be a natural partner!" ”
"I didn't know much about music," Ding Ruoyu said, "I don't know anything about music." ”
Entering the inner room, the owner of the tea stall who was hanging upside down on the beam of the house was released, and the two carried the prey tied like zongzi back to the forest.
After a while, Qiu Ping returned. She didn't rush to say what Mu Huo arranged, she pulled out the razor first, and carefully scraped off the disguise on the fake guy's face.
After he revealed his true face, Chen Lan was immediately deflated as soon as he compared the portraits.
"It's not Cang'er!" She stamped her foot, pulled the cloth from the fake guy's mouth, and forced, "You say! Where is the blue ear? ”
Qiu Ping shook her head at Ding Ruoyu: "The so-called three holes of the cunning rabbit, this time we have been tricked, and Cang'er will definitely strengthen its defense." ”