Chapter 142: Escape
Even An Ruofei couldn't tell why she chose to hurt people, it seemed to be instinctive, she didn't hesitate to reach out and pull the bracket.
It wasn't the first time she'd used the crossbow, but her hands were still shaking as she ran desperately.
No one is not afraid after killing, but the flight has left her no time to respite.
As for the merchants who had originally gathered in the forest, as soon as they saw that they had died, they were afraid of harming the pond fish, so they scattered in panic, and the road ahead of the two suddenly became much empty.
Everyone was moving towards the official road, only An Ruofei and Meng Qingye were still rushing towards the Qujiang River.
Behind him, a jagged sound of horses' hooves came again, obviously the officers and soldiers of Dazhao on the official road knew that someone in the forest was attacked, and they chased after them after hearing the news.
It's just that the businessmen blocked the way, and they fought for An Ruofei and Meng Qingye to get a little bit of life.
The sparkling waves of the Qujiang River have faintly appeared in sight, but if you want to run over, it still takes a moment and a half of effort.
"Ruofei! You're a crossbow? ā
Meng Qingye asked breathlessly while running wildly.
But An Ruofei gritted her teeth and didn't say a word, because she really didn't have the strength to speak anymore.
Da Zhao's pursuers are getting closer and closer, and Qu Jiang is already close at hand.
On the riverside, two small boats swayed up and down with the waves, and although they were still a few feet away from the shore, An Ruofei and Meng Qingye still jumped over without hesitation.
The moment he landed on the boat, An Ruofei felt a little relaxed. Meng Qingye followed, pulled out the short blade on his waist, and quickly cut the cable of the mooring. The boat swayed from the shore towards the center of the river, and when the two of them were relaxing, a big Zhao officer and soldier jumped from the shore and landed on the bow of the boat.
Meng Qingye turned his back to the shore, and the Da Zhao officer and soldier did not stand firmly, so he grabbed Meng Qingye's back collar.
Meng Qingye couldn't dodge, he only heard "plop!" With a bang, the Da Zhao officer and soldier fell into the water with him in his arms. Seeing Meng Qingye disappear suddenly, An Ruofei hurriedly took out the spiritual crossbow and aimed it at the Da Zhao officer and soldier who was holding him behind him and deducted the machine.
"Ahh Meng Qingye's eyes widened in horror, and he let out a scream that did not fit the male voice, and the short arrow flew past Meng Qingye, hitting the officer and soldier impartially.
In the next moment, the Da Zhao officer and soldier sank into the water, An Ruo ran quickly to the bow of the boat, and it took a lot of effort to pull Meng Qingye back to the boat.
At this time, the river was still very cold, Meng Qingye was soaked, shivering constantly, and the gurgling of his teeth could be heard on the boat for a while.
An Ruofei finally helped Meng Qingye into the cabin, but saw a boatman looking at them in a daze.
Seeing the old man's kind face, An Ruofei explained with a smile: "Uncle, we came from afar and wanted to hire your boat to go to Lingjiang. ā
The boatman saw that An Ruofei and Meng Qingye were not hostile, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I'm also from Lingjiang, so I just stopped by you." But what exactly happened? ā
An Ruofei rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "The government closed the road, and we had no choice but to run to the shore, and we happened to see your boat here, so we jumped down." ā
Although she is Hu Zou, it is basically reasonable, and the boatman no longer asks.
"Come, help him over to the fire." The boatman stretched out his hand to greet Meng Qingye, "The snow hasn't melted yet, and he even fell into the water." The boatman laughed incredulously, "Are you two husband and wife?" ā
"I'm her uncle!" Meng Qingye suddenly screamed, and he couldn't even bother to tremble his teeth.
The boatman seemed to be a little confused, and replied with puffed eyes: "This girl looks no more than twenty years old, and if you were her uncle, how could you be forty years old, then you really look young enough." ā
"IāI'm her uncle." When did Meng Qingye receive this kind of questioning, he was busy defending himself.
Seeing this, An Ruofei couldn't help but say: "He is my uncle, although he is the same age as me, he is older in the family. ā
"Then you must be a great clan," said the boatman, "and only those great clans can have such a complicated generation, two...... will also have such a bearing. ā
When it comes to family history, both of them are reluctant to talk about it, for fear of accidentally leaking their identities, so they have to laugh a few times, and then divert the topic.
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After a few more casual gossips, the boatman left them and went to the stern of the boat to support the boat.
At this time, only An Ruofei and Meng Qingye were left in the not spacious cabin.
Meng Qingye had already grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around him, clinging to the fire, and touching a bowl of hot tea in his hand before he felt a little comfortable.
An Ruofei looked at his embarrassed appearance, couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed out loud.
"Qingye, the way you screamed in the water just now is really ...... It's really like two people like you. ā
But Meng Qingye looked angry, "I'm a soup chicken, and you still laugh!" Unfilial piety, unfilial piety! ā
But An Ruofei leaned back and smiled even more, and said intermittently: "It doesn't hurt for me to laugh a few times, but you are really undignified." ā
Meng Qingye was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he had to change the topic: "Okay, tell me, is that a spiritual crossbow just now?" It's still called to break the Zhu string, the most powerful one. ā
"How do you know? I never seem to mention it to you. An Ruofei also put away a joking look at him at this time, and looked at him, "Is this broken vermilion string very famous?" ā
"Of course! This is the treasure that the ordnance supervisor presented to His Majesty back then, how many years of hard work as a craftsman and a chief eunuch, how can it be in your hands? ā
An Ruofei smiled, "My aunt gave it to me." ā
"Your aunt?" Meng Qingye was immediately puzzled.
"That's right." An Ruofei looked at Meng Qingye slyly, and then told him the story of Xu Jinse, Meng Qingye was stunned for a long time, and sighed, "I didn't expect Concubine Shu to be still alive, if it is really impermanent, extraordinary people can speculate." ā
Thousands of miles of empty water soul, Qujiang River is wide and deep, and the moon is breezy.
Before Meng Qingye's clothes were dry, An Ruofei left him and came to the bow of the boat alone.
The breeze blows a river of spring water, and the thin snow covered by the mountains on both sides of the bank is swept off one after another, and the snow reflects the moonlight and dances, making it seem that the whole spring night is so ethereal and hazy, like a dream.
In such a poetic and picturesque situation, An Ruofei couldn't help but think of Xi Yan in Anding City, and remembered the night when he was reunited in Chongdu City, which was also such a good moonlight, but there were more wisps of dark fragrance than at this time.
Thinking that he would be able to see Xi Yan in a few days, An Ruofei's mood at this time was quite a bit of "more timid in his hometown".
The moon was shining and the water was long, and the boat carried An Ruofei and Meng Qingye to the west.
Lingjiang is already close at hand.