At that moment, Yue Tang walked into the main hall and summoned a few people to come and give instructions, changing and adjusting the key points originally arranged tonight, and changing the layout of the temple. But after giving the order, he laughed at himself: "We are in the open and the enemy is in the dark, so it is futile to do this." ”

"It's better than sitting still." Xue Huai finished his eyes and gestured to the Buddha hall not far away, "It's still early, let's accompany me to visit the Buddha first." ”

Yue Tang didn't know why he was going to visit the Buddha now, but he nodded.

The snow was heavier again, and the surroundings were turned silvery white.

Xue Huai naturally took Yue Tang's hand, and Yue Tang naturally held him back, as if it should have been like this. The road ahead was snowy and frosty, and perhaps it would be frosty and snowy tonight, and the ground would be covered with blood, but they held the hand they wanted to shake and held them together.

Xue Huai knelt in front of a golden-bodied Buddha, slightly lowered his head as if he was silently complaining about something, and his hands were also moving slightly. Yue Tang leaned against the door and looked at him for a while, walked lightly to a farther place, and led people to look for Hong Dinglai. Hong Ding soon arrived, and after saluting, he hurriedly reported: "The adult who arranged the arrangement of the temple is dead, and he died of blood loss from a knife in the neck." ”

Yue Tang let out a "hmm" and looked at him with a zero-inquiring smile: "Have you collected the corpse?" ”

Hong Ding: "I didn't dare to move lightly without the general's order, but it was really unsightly to put it in the same place, so my subordinates ordered someone to move him to a secluded room and wait for the general to deal with it." ”

Yue Tang: "Bury it at will." ”

Hong Ding was slightly surprised: "This adult seems to be familiar with the general, don't you check the murderer?" ”

Yue Tang smiled: "His name is Tang Jing." ”

Hong Ding was stunned for a moment, and looked a little surprised: "Could it be the ...... favored by the saint" He was a little anxious, "What can I do about this, the saint blames ......"

Yue Tang spread his hands: "Dead are dead, what can I do." ”

Hong Ding thought for a moment and looked at Yue Tang: "It won't be your hand......

Yue Tang smiled, but did not answer this question, and said: "I called you here to ask, where is Wei Chi Zhiming now, you go to contact him, I need the soldiers and horses of the Ke family." ”

Hong Ding was slightly surprised and then looked frustrated: "The subordinates are not doing things well, and they have lost the trace of Wei Chi Zhiming for three days, and they want to find him as soon as possible, so they don't dare to report it for a while......" He knelt down and bowed his head, "Please forgive the general!" ”

Yue Tang hooked his lips and said with a smile: "It's such a coincidence, I lost it at this juncture." ”

Hong Ding was anxious: "General, please give a few more to his subordinates, he will definitely be found!" ”

"That's it." Yue Tang sneered, "If you find him in a few days, maybe you will bring him to my grave." ”

Hong Ding: "How come! Subordinate—"

Yue Tang interrupted a little impatiently: "Tell Yue Song that if he plans to be a wall-watcher, even if I cede all the six cities of Lanxi to Beiting, I won't let him take advantage of a copper coin." She coldly threatened, "Even if I die here, I will make him a crime of 'failing to supervise the war and taking advantage of the chaos to escape', he should know how much the Holy One wants him to make a mistake, huh?" ”

Hong Ding was speechless for a while, and finally said, "The general still thinks that I will report to Yue Song. ”

Yue Tang: "I'm asking you to report now, not in private, understand?" She sneered and sighed, "I don't have the heart to judge who is true and who is false, and I can't afford to listen to anyone's defense, right now, I tell you, you just do it." ”

Hong Ding nodded silently and bowed his head: "Yes." Then he got up and left.

Yue Tang looked at his back indifferently. This somewhat gloomy looking back coincided with the back that used to block the sword for her, the back that used to stand side by side with her, the back that opened the way for her in the past - now, a rebellious back who didn't know what to do that she couldn't handle.

Looking up, take a cold breath, and cold the heart in your chest that is warm for your once good brother. Yue Tang has always been vigilant about himself since he was in the army, not to be too emotional for the people around him, especially after tasting the betrayal of the people around him twice. But if emotions can be controlled, how can there be sadness and pain in the world? If emotions can be freely controlled, then there will be no such thing as tears.

Yue Tang looked at the Buddha hall again, Xue Huai was still kneeling with his head down, his back was broad and healthy, as if he could bear all the hardships and sufferings.

In a moment of thought, Xue Huai had already walked out of the Buddhist hall with an extra long stick in his hand. Yue Tang smiled curiously: "Huh? Did the Buddha give you a long stick? ”