Painting Thirteen has not woken up yet, Jingmo is strong and strong, lifting her mind so as not to collapse herself, she took off the wooden hairpin in the bun, carefully rubbed the entanglements on the hairpin, she gently twisted the hairpin, shook the blue powder in the hairpin, and helped the painting thirteen up to carefully medicate him.

"No! You can't go in! I, Isa, have commanded you not to go in! Jingmo heard the sound of Isha arguing with someone outside the door, she hurriedly set up the painting thirteen, and got up to see what the situation was.

As soon as she stood up, she was dizzy in front of her, so she had to sit quietly for a while, only to hear the noise outside the door again, and a rough voice with an arrogant tone said: "Isa, some people said that they saw you bring a few Han people into our town, and we came to take people on the orders of the leader!" Isha, you are all mud bodhisattvas crossing the river and it is difficult to protect yourself, and you still protect them? These days, the leader has been reprimanding a few of our brothers in order to find you! Yidan, Yige, you two take Isha away first! ”

The two brothers have always had a close personal relationship with Isha, and after listening to the militia leader's orders, they looked at each other for a long time, and neither of them could move their feet.

Mother-in-law Suma walked up to the militia leader tremblingly, smiled and said kindly: "What Han people? My old woman has lived in Storm Town all her life, and now she is guarding this house and waiting to die. You people have taken away everyone's water supply, why, are you still here to break into your house and be robbers! God, open your eyes, what's going on in this stormy town! ”

Isha held Granny Suma, her petite body blocked the door, and said menacingly: "If you want to take me away, you can." But you can't break into Granny Suma's house for no reason, and I, Isa, will never allow it! ”

The Yidan Yige brothers looked at Isha in difficulty, and then looked at the militia leader, who glanced at Chang Ling, who was dressed strangely, and was unmoved, still glaring at Isha fiercely and said, "There are no Han people?" So who is he? Brothers, the leader said that whoever finds a Han will reward him with an extra bucket of water! That's worth more than a pot of gold! There must be someone hiding in the house! Copy the guy and rush in for me! ”

Chang Ling drew his sword and slashed it in the air, and before the militia leader came back to his senses, he vaguely saw a black shadow floating in front of him, and everyone looked at it, it was a ball of black hair of the militia leader, which broke off with the sword qi. The long spirit horizontal sword is protected in front of Isha and her mother-in-law.

The militia leader was suddenly frightened, took a few steps back, and several militiamen also flinched one after another, and said stiffly: "Don't be afraid of this blind man with thin arms and thin legs!" Give it to me! The leader promised a bucket full of water! ”

The militiamen's spirits were immediately lifted, and they rushed towards them with axes raised and slashing their heads and faces. Before Chang Ling took out his sword, there was a sudden squeak, the door opened, and out came a white and beautiful, gentle and delicate woman, who knew at a glance that it was not a desert woman.

Several militia men were stunned for a moment, and then they heard a voice as gentle as water sounding firmly: "I am the Han you are looking for, take me to meet your leader." ”

Seeing that Jingmo was extremely obedient, the militia leader stopped his subordinates with satisfaction, and asked, "I heard from the villagers that the Han people are not the only two of them. There must still be someone in the house! ”

Jingmo thought about it quickly, glanced at the waists of several militiamen, and found that all three people, including the militia leader, were hanging water bags, and she hurriedly made a judgment: "There are only two people, me and Changling." Of course, the villagers are willing to talk about one more person in order to get an extra water source, and you should know this better than me, an outsider, right? ”

The militia leader pouted as if he had been told something in his heart, and Isha looked at the two Yidan Yige brothers for help, and the two of them whispered to help: "The hour is not early, the leader is still waiting for us to go back to restore our lives, if it is late, it will make her a little uncomfortable, I am afraid that the water that said that the reward will become empty again!" ”

The militia leader spat and glared at Isha and the others: "Take them away!" ”

Jingmo turned her head and glanced at Granny Suma in the room, Granny Suma nodded at her, signaling that she would take care of the painting thirteen, Jingmo obediently followed the militia to the chief's mansion with confidence, she clutched the wound cut in her palm, her delicate face was even paler in the bright moonlight, like a thin cicada wing that was cool at the end of autumn, she bit her bloodless thin lip hard, and held her spirit to go on. On the way, she heard the militiamen whispering gossip, as if about the mysterious female leader of Storm Town:

"This female devil, her mother's son has no water to drink, and she has to bathe a corpse every few days!"

"Not really! If it weren't for the fact that the key to the well tower was in her hands, Lao Tzu would definitely ride this woman under her crotch and use me as a cow and a horse! ”

"Eh, you say, is he really dead? It's been three years, and if it's a corpse, can't it be a fly and maggot early? How could she be kept in the house every day without rotting or rotting? ”

"Who knows, the female devil has never let anyone near that room. Perhaps, she was hungry for something to do with a corpse every night! Why don't you tell me, which big living person dares to ask for her? ”

"Shut up!" Jingmo was furious when he heard Isha like a deer hit by a cold arrow, "My brother-in-law is just sick, he is not dead!" ”

Jingmo listened to the deeds of the female leader, and the doubts that followed were more and more like snowballs, but one thing she kept in mind was that Isha had said that if she could save the female leader's husband, she might be able to solve the water problem of the villagers in the town, and she could also leave with Hua Thirteen and Changling. Thinking like this, her steps became more and more firm, and she unconsciously clenched her palms, and silently thought in her heart: Thirteen, a bowl of cold blood is in your stomach, you should have woken up from the edge of fainting at this moment......

"Haven't you found anyone yet?" A worried voice echoed over and over again in the empty hall, Yin Chenglian paced and fidgeted in the fine moonlight, he looked at the calm vermilion figure beside him and said, "Vermilion Bird girl, I heard Old Ghost Zhang say that not long after painting thirteen left the house this morning, you also went out, and then Changling also left, and now you are the only one who has come back." Do you know where they went? ”

Suzaku's heroic eyebrows twitched quickly without a trace: "Suzaku doesn't know. I went out this morning, just to go back to King Xuan's Mansion to get some clothes and supplies. Suzaku didn't keep the painting boy, sorry. ”

"Hey, he has hands and feet, and he is not a prisoner in the house, so it's no wonder you." Yin Chenglian frowned, he thought that it was a foolproof strategy to take the painting thirteen to the prince's mansion, he didn't know that the painting thirteen turned out to be in the spring full building and there was a haunting person, so he left the mansion quietly, who knows that he has not returned yet. Thinking that the joy of the reunion of the old man had not completely disappeared, and the thirteenth painting disappeared again, Yin Chenglian was very worried, and just when he was thinking about it in frustration, he caught a glimpse of Suzaku's soles stained with a little muddy grass, and his eyebrows shrank suddenly.

At this time, Zhang Yueheng looked at the darkening sky, and looked at Yin Chenglian's increasingly heavy face, and took the initiative to mention: "Your Highness, why don't I send two teams of elite soldiers out to find someone?" ”

"No need, old ghost Zhang." Yin Chenglian's gaze was quietly retracted from the soles of Suzaku's shoes, "Your soldiers are okay to guard the door, I'm afraid that looking for someone will only startle the snake." Suzaku girl, I heard Uncle Xuan Wang say that you are extraordinary in skill and martial arts, can Your Highness ask you for one thing? ”

Suzaku glanced at Yin Chenglian with a serious and sincere expression, and asked, "Does His Highness want Suzaku to find the traces of the painter?" ”

Yin Chenglian stared intently at the bottom of Suzaku's eyes, and nodded heavily: "Uncle Xuanwang cherishes his talents, and attaches great importance to painting thirteen." However, His Royal Highness's troops are overstretched, so I implore Miss Suzaku to find the painting thirteen before the time to enter the palace in three days. ”

Suzaku gave up his hand and received the order in a sassy manner: "Your Royal Highness is polite, King Xuan sent Suzaku here, and the safety of the painting son is my business." ”

Yin Chenglian nodded gratefully, and watched the resolute Suzaku leave the mansion immediately. And Zhang Yueheng, who was beside him, wrinkled his brows and asked puzzledly: "Your Highness, you value painting thirteen so much, why do you only send such a little girl out to find it?" My soldiers don't eat for nothing! ”

Yin Chenglian looked down at the series of footprints left by the Vermilion Bird on the ground, and asked Zhang Yueheng: "Old Ghost Zhang, what do you see here." ”

"Footprints." Zhang Yueheng blurted out.

"Unclear, not specific." Yin Chenglian pursed the corners of his mouth and pinched a small pinch of fine mud from the edge of the footprints on the ground.

"Huh? Where did you get a foot of mud? Why do you still have a little bit of grass and grass? Zhang Yueheng's eyebrows twisted into a big pimple.

"Fang Cai Suzaku said that she went to Xuanwang's Mansion today to pick up clothes, and the road from the Prince's Mansion to Xuanwang's Mansion is a wide avenue, no snow or rain, and it will never be like this." The worry in Yin Chenglian's eyes gradually turned into doubt.

"Your Highness is saying that Suzaku is lying?" Zhang Yueheng was a little surprised, after seeing Yin Chenglian nodding firmly, Zhang Yueheng's mouth opened wider, and what surprised him even more was because the prince who was standing in front of him who had been smiling all the time exuded a calm and profound deterrent power at this time, "Your Highness, it's just a footprint, you actually noticed it." I thought you would only ......"

"You think I'm just joking?" Yin Chenglian raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes in a contemplative manner, and said seriously, "Do you think it's easy to play?" Let's just talk about the women in the green building, I only need to glance at them from a distance to know whether they are willing to take my guests. ”

Zhang Yueheng saw that Yin Chenglian had returned to a serious nonsense virtue, so he chirped and asked casually: "Your Highness has insight into the situation, admire and admire." ”

"Old Ghost Zhang, don't believe it." Yin Cheng was interested, and his eyebrows fluttered and he smiled evilly, "Let me ask you, how long have you been thinking about your sleeve mother?" How many taels of silver and jewelry have you given her? But why haven't you seen that she's just consuming you? ”

"She's a sleeve girl, so she didn't consume me! What do you know about hairy boy? I've killed more enemies than you've ever seen! Zhang Yueheng was a little angry, not light or heavy.

"Yes, General Zhang has killed countless enemies." Yin Chenglian comforted the fried domestic cat and gently stroked the old armor on Zhang Yueheng's shoulder, and said with a smile, "What about a woman, you pay attention to her makeup, hair bun, and demeanor when she sees you, and you can tell at a glance whether she lets you sleep or not." Women are interesting here, she makes you guess, surprises you, and is controlled by you. What is a broken footprint, it is difficult not to pay attention to these after observing words and colors for a long time. ”

When Zhang Yueheng's eyes widened in surprise and half-believing, he didn't notice that Yin Chenglian's expression and tone gradually turned lonely. Yin Chenglian couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, as a prince, his observation of words and expressions could only be useful to prostitutes outside the palace walls, and his insight could only occasionally come in handy in the details. He looked faintly at the golden silk birdcage where countless starling parrots had been raised, and a question couldn't help but flash in his mind: When is the spring flower and autumn moon?