Chapter 392: Holding the Sword
Xiao Dong held the sword, and the tip of the sword turned into a red flower on the chest of the red sleeve, the red flower withered in the wind, and in the dark night, the bright red bits and pieces couldn't tell whether it was blood or petals.
Zhao Hongsleeve finally couldn't hear Xiao Dong's answer, and she collapsed......
"I didn't expect that Zhao Hongsleeve raised such a little wolf dog as you, and it was really a wolf's heart and lungs." The red lady stroked her palms and smiled, her eyes shining as bright as obsidian.
Xiao Dong smiled lightly, and the tears in his eyes had been wiped away at some point: "The world has changed a long time ago, and the twenty-four clouds have all turned into clouds of smoke, not to mention a mere Mei Yayong?" Only they are still holding on to Mei Yayong's spiritual position and refuse to let go, even if the little emperor is dead, Mei Yayong can't be resurrected, the Mei family is still gone, Mei Shengxue is crazy, Zhao Hongsleeves are also crazy, I'm still young, I don't want to go crazy with them. ”
After speaking, he leaned over and picked up the motionless Zhao Hongsleeve, carried her on his shoulder, turned around and left.
"Wait!" The voice of the red lady came from behind him.
The moonlight shone on the top of the red lady's head and shoulders, and she stood by the water in a moonlight, fluttering like a frightening and graceful dragon. She was born extremely beautiful, this should have been an equally beautiful picture, but when Xiao Dong turned around, the red lady who was supposed to be like a Lingbo fairy was beautiful, but her body exuded a murderous aura, like a jade-faced rakshasa!
Xiao Dong once felt this kind of aura, he came from the shadow of the sword and sword, he was no stranger to this aura, but this should not appear in a famous singer who has been singing since childhood.
This is the kind of bearing that people who walk on the tip of the knife and accumulate the knife over time.
"Is there something wrong?" Xiao Dong asked in a deep voice.
"It's really aggrieved to be so good but succumbed to Zhao Hong's hands, it's better to follow me." The red lady said.
Xiao Dong smiled faintly: "I'm just an ordinary person, I just want to live an ordinary and quiet life, whether it's Zhao Hongsleeves or you, I don't want to mix it anymore." ”
The red lady smiled with some regret and didn't keep it.
Xiao Dong turned around again, carrying the red sleeves that had no temperature, and disappeared into the vast night.
There is indeed a famous lady in Jiangnan called the Red Lady, but the head of the Baihua Class will definitely not be the Red Lady.
Out of the courtyard, Xiao Dong ran all the way, he was familiar with the streets and alleys of the capital, he knew how to avoid the patrol soldiers, less than half an hour, he returned to his nest, this is a hutong mixed in the downtown area, even at night, it is full of all kinds of sounds, dog barking, children's crying, the sound of iron, the sound of sharpening knives, and the sound of babbling erhu, that is the blind man practicing the piano.
Xiao Dong lives in a separate courtyard, the previous tenant here is a gambler, in debt, one night, he killed his wife and children in this courtyard, and then he also wiped his neck, blood flowed a yard, from the ditch before being discovered.
Xiao Dong rented this small courtyard at a very cheap price, and when he moved in, there were still blood stains in the house and yard that had not been washed clean.
During the day, Xiao Dong likes to be lively, but at night, he likes to be quiet. Xiao Dong is a good tenant, he paid a year's rent at one time, although this alley is noisy, but no one comes to his house, not even the landlord.
Xiao Dong put Zhao Hongsleeve on the kang, and when he was on the road, he sealed Zhao Hongsleeve's acupoint and temporarily stopped the bleeding for her.
He sniffed at Zhao Hongsleeve, and touched her heart, she was still alive, but her breath was faint.
This sword stabbed just right, an inch deep and an inch, and the red sleeves were dead.
Xiao Dong took out a medicine box, skillfully treated her wound, and sat on the edge of the kang, looking intently at the woman on the kang.
The years have shed traces in the corners of her eyes, and after blood loss, she is pale and haggard, like a blooming gardenia.
Xiao Dong sighed deeply and said softly, "I'm sorry for lying to you for so long." ”
He took out a box from the kang hole, and the box was delicate, like a woman's makeup box. He opened the box, and there was indeed a mirror in the box, and in addition to the mirror, there were also small porcelain boxes, and these porcelain boxes were also exquisite, as delicate as a woman's rouge box.
He scooped up a ball of ointment from the box, smeared it on his face in the mirror, and gently wiped it with a handkerchief, and after a few moments, another face appeared in the mirror......
Three days later, Zhao Hongsleeves finally woke up.
She looked at the bare beams and the mottled walls around her, and she didn't know where she was.
Suddenly a face appeared in front of me, a face that seemed familiar, I don't know where I had seen it, but it was definitely a stranger.
This is a teenager, probably not yet twenty years old, full of vigor and bright eyes.
Zhao Hongsleeves didn't know this young man, but he was a little familiar, he should have seen it.
She's in the business of ushering in the delivery, maybe this young man was also a guest of the Red Sleeves.
"Hey, you're awake!" The boy said cheerfully.
His voice has a thick northwest accent, which is the kind of person who wants to speak official language, but speaks it in a nondescript manner, so that people know that they are from the northwest when they hear it.
"I didn't die." The wound hurts, panting hurts, and it hurts even more to speak, but Zhao Hongsleeve knows that he shouldn't be able to die.
The pain reminded her of a lot of things, she remembered that night, remembered the sword light that pierced her chest, and remembered Xiao Dong......
"Of course you won't die, but if you die, I won't be able to receive any money." The boy grinned, and from the moment Zhao Hongsleeve saw him, he seemed to be happy.
"How long have I been in a coma, and where is this?" Zhao Hongsleeve asked.
"I don't know how long you've been in a coma, someone sent you over yesterday, by the way, this is the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau." The boy said.
"Shocking the Far Away Dart Game? Is there such a dart game in the capital? Zhao Hongsleeve asked.
"Beijing? You must be sick and confused, this is Baoding Mansion. The boy said.
"Baoding Mansion? Who sent me here? Zhao Hongsleeves was taken aback, she couldn't help but want to sit up, but her body had no strength, and instead of sitting up, her wound hurt even more.
The young man was startled, and hurriedly sat down beside her, and said, "Don't move, if you die, we will lose money on this dart, and it will be a big deal to lose money, and it will be a big deal if we damage the reputation of our Zhenyuan Dart Bureau." ”
Zhao Hongsleeve didn't bother to listen to his ramblings, and asked, "Who sent me here?" Where are you going to send me? ”
This is a dart game, then she is the dart they want to protect.
The young man said: "He said that his surname is Dong, and he said that he was going to send you to Guangdong." ”
"Guangdong? So far? Zhao Hongsleeve was taken aback, it turned out that it was Xiao Dong who sent her, it was Xiao Dong......
"I'm the proprietress of the red-sleeved trick in the capital, I'll pay double the price, and you will send me back to the capital." Zhao Hongsleeves said in a deep voice.