The two put eye drops on each other, but they didn't dare to stay, and walked forward with each other's arms.

"Vomit..."Mu Chen retched, which was a physiological symptom after being hit by tear gas

"Sister, can we still recover?"

"Don't worry! It will be fine in a few hours," Mu Qing said.

Fortunately, this is not a mountain forest, and there are no other beasts along the way, otherwise the two of them will be more than lucky.

Finally, before dawn, I walked to a market town and found an inn to rest all morning.

The next day, Mu Qing continued to hurry, this time Mu Qing no longer dared to spend the night in the wilderness, he could get to the town to live in the town, and if he couldn't catch it, he would find a farmer to borrow for a night.

…

Hujiazhuang,

After a few days of recuperation, Sang Yu's wound recovered quickly, and there was no major problem, and there was no problem walking at all.

He didn't have any luggage, he was wearing the old peasant's sackcloth clothes, picked up the bronze sword at the head of the bed and covered his chest with one hand and walked out.

The old farmer surnamed Hu is called Hu Laohan, has no children and no daughters, and a son was bitten to death by a poisonous snake a few years ago to hunt in the mountains.

At this time, he was standing in the yard with his wife feeding the chickens, Sang Yu came over and hugged his fists and saluted: "Thank you for saving your life, I will repay you if you have the opportunity." ”

Hu Laohan put down the dustpan and asked, "Strong man, are you leaving?" You still have injuries in your body, why don't you wait for them to heal before leaving? ”

"Thank you, uncle, I still have urgent matters, and I can't stay for a long time to leave." Sang Yu bowed to the two of them on one knee.

Mrs. Hu went back to the house and took out a few chestnut rice flour cakes, wrapped them in a piece of linen cloth and handed them to Sang Yu: "Young man, when I see you, I think of my son, if he is still alive and about the same age as you, you can take these cakes with you on the road to eat, be careful." ”

Sang Yu looked at the cake in his hand, his eyes were red, and he nodded gratefully: "Take care." After saying that, he turned around and left.

As soon as he reached the door, a group of people came, all wearing armor and holding bronze swords.

The leader Rong Chang sat on a tall horse, saw Sang Yu stunned for a moment, and then pointed at Sang Yu with a bronze sword in his hand and said, "It's this person, take it." ”

At the sound of an order, the rest of the soldiers turned over and dismounted to arrest Sang Yu.

Sang Yu ran away as soon as he saw that it was Yan Guo's soldier, but after all, his wound had not healed, and the wound was cracked open this time, and he was caught by the soldier before he ran far.

The four soldiers pushed him to the ground, and Rong Chang jumped off his horse, pointed at Hu Laohan and his wife, and said, "The person who harbored the imperial court should be punished with death and cut down." ”

"Yes," the two soldiers responded and walked towards the old couple.

The husband and wife were so frightened that they hugged each other and trembled, Hu Laohan knelt down and said, "A few military masters, please take a little life!" The little one really doesn't know that he is a prisoner of the imperial court! Please, military master. ”

Hu Wang also knelt down to plead.

"Don't kill them, I'll do things by myself, and I have nothing to do with them... Let them go..."Sang Yu was pressed to the ground and struggled frantically, unable to move even if she wanted to.

Commander Narong turned a deaf ear to the three people's pleas for mercy, and the two soldiers did not dare to disobey the military order, so they raised their bronze swords and stabbed them in the chest.

Pity the two old men, who were kind-hearted all their lives, but in the end they died at the hands of the soldiers of their own country.

"Don't... I'm going to kill you..."Sang Yu's eyes were red, hatred spread in his chest, and he struggled desperately to no avail. His chest was red with blood.

This is the rule of the feudal dynasties, what is wrong with them? If you want to be wrong, you will be too kind.

The regime of the Yan royal family has long been decayed, and King Yan only knows his own pleasure and never cares about the life and death of others.

Under his rule, these soldiers also did not take the lives of the people seriously, and for them they only obeyed orders from above.

King Yan's governance measures for the country are that those who obey me prosper and those who disobey me die, and he is willing to kill a thousand by mistake rather than let go of one.

"The king has an order, take him back to the royal capital, and divide the corpses of the five horses to set an example."

Commander Rong gave an order, and several soldiers escorted Sang Yu into the prisoner car.

……

"Brother, you see there is a temple halfway up the mountain, it's going to rain, let's go over and stay for a night!" Mu Chen pointed to a small mountain road on the left.

Mu Qing found that there were many mountains in this world, rolling and undulating, like giant dragons.

"Okay," the sky was overcast, and a dark cloud blocked the sun, and it wouldn't be long before it rained.

The temple door is written with four big characters of "Xiaohuishan Temple", the temple door is wide open, and the courtyard is a big incense burner.

Further inside is a large hall, in which there are free incense candles, and several pilgrims are offering incense, wearing coarse linen clothes like people nearby.

There is a bodhisattva sitting above the incense table, with kind eyes and a sutra book in his hand, and I don't know which bodhisattva it is?

There was a merit box at the door, and there was a little monk guarding next to it, and Mu Qing went out and put in a knife coin.

The little monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, thank you, junior brother." ”

Mu Qingleng didn't think much about it for a while, and thought that this little monk regarded himself as a monk, so he called him a junior brother.

Shang Xiang and kowtowed respectfully three times. Mu Chen also kowtowed with him.

As soon as he turned around, there was an old monk standing behind him, the old monk was wearing a robe, with long eyebrows and long beard, and looked at Mu Qing's sister and brother with a smile.

Mu Qingleng paused for a moment, then folded his hands and saluted: "Hello master, my brother and sister are passing through here, and it is going to rain, so I came to your temple to spend the night, and I also asked the master to make it convenient." ”

The old monk replied: "Amitabha Buddha is good, the two noble lords have arrived, how dare the old man slack off, please follow the old man to the backyard meditation room." ”

What he said made the two of them stunned, and it seemed like they were waiting for the two of them on purpose.

The two followed the old monk, and Mu Qing couldn't help but ask, "What does the master mean by this?" Master Fei knows the two of us. ”

The old monk said as he walked: "The old man is called the Fa Neng, he is the host of this small Huishan Temple, and the benefactor is noble, and the old man is also fortunate to meet today." ”

This means that he didn't know him before, but why does he keep saying that he is noble, and what is the noble lord?

Moreover, Mu Qing noticed that Fa Neng's body was slightly respectful when he spoke, and he deliberately took a step behind, which was obviously putting his position above him.

Why? Mu Qing raised his vigilance.

This is a feudal society, the etiquette system is very strict, and he and Mu Chen are just fugitives. Fa Neng's attitude was so respectful, Mu Qing had to think about it more!

The backyard is an independent courtyard, a stone path in the middle of the courtyard, both sides are planted with green bamboo, rockery, elegant and clean environment.

There is a large meditation room in the middle, and there are three monks' houses on the east and west sides. There is a stone table on the left side of the door, surrounded by a circle of stone benches, on which are teapots and bowls.

Master Maneng made a gesture of invitation and said, "Your lord, please take a seat." ”

Mu Qing noticed that he deliberately sat at the bottom and left the main seat to himself, which was obviously unreasonable.

Mu Qing did not take a seat, but retreated and sat at the lower place.

Master Maneng nodded secretly and poured a cup of tea for the two of them: "Two noble masters, taste the spiritual tea in this mountain, and you can enter the mouth of your lord." ”

Mu Qing took a sip and said, "Good tea, sweet but not sweet, full of fragrance." Suddenly, the style of painting changed: "I don't know why the master calls me and my sister your lord?" I hope the master will say it clearly. ”