"Drink... Drink! Xiang Yang muttered about drinking. (Biqu Pavilion)

He Jing was anxious, and secretly scolded: Two pig-headed guard chiefs, I will definitely beat you up when I see you, Xiang Gongzi was blind, took a fancy to you, and personally selected you from the crowd and promoted you to the chief and deputy chief of the guard, you have followed Gongzi for many years, don't you still know Gongzi's temperament?

Before leaving the house, I will hand over to the son, thousands of instructions, the son is good wine, see the wine is like life, out of the house to remind the point, can not let the son drink more.

It's good for you to throw my entrustment aside, pour so much wine on Childe, and get Childe drunk, Childe has three long and two short, I can't spare you.

When Childe is drunk, you don't take care of Childe a little, and at night, you are responsible for arranging guards to be on guard. The county lord sleeps in the inn, you neglect to take precautions, the county lord has an accident in the inn, the prince will dig up the ancestral grave of your ancestors for 18 generations, cut your kid with a thousand knives, and you will not die well.

He Jing cursed the chief and deputy head of the guard one by one with hatred, and the stuffy breath in his chest dissipated, and his heart was more comfortable.

When night fell, the lamp hanging on the eaves was unusually conspicuous, flickering with faint candlelight, and the faint candlelight gathered the essence of the earth, gathering all the light sources together, and giving guidance to those who were lost at night.

At this time, the mosquitoes that recuperate during the day become a paradise for their activities at night, and the faint candlelight provides a light source for the mosquitoes scurrying around, attracting a large number of mosquitoes around the candlelight, and the mosquitoes buzz and gather from all directions, flying towards the candlelight in a spiral asymptote trajectory.

Xiao Er of the inn, for fear that this group of uninvited guests, would come uninvited, burrow into the room, bite the guests, and as soon as it was dark, Xiao Er closed the door tightly to prevent the invasion of nasty mosquitoes.

It was pitch black in the inn. It is estimated that people are full of wine and food, and after making a fuss, they are already tired, so they quickly wash up and climb into bed after eating, shake off the quilt and fall asleep.

In the dark night, with a keen sense of smell, several mosquitoes gradually broke away from the candlelight, flew under the tree, and came to He Jing's side, buzzing in his ear, biting his neck, arms, and thighs, which was painful and itchy.

He scratched his nails with his fingernails irritably, and the bag got bigger and bigger, scratching the skin, but it still didn't stop the itch.

Mosquitoes were rampant in the wilderness, caught a living person unceremoniously biting, the attack was poisonous and ruthless, the bite made He Jing upset, covered with bags, he stood up and shook the robe on his body, shook off the mosquitoes that were lying on him, felt itchy and unbearable, and scratched everywhere. It makes the skin red, painful and itchy.

He waved his hand and slapped the mosquitoes, which buzzed past him, following the scent to find a new target.

Coaxed to Xiang Yang's side, buzzing around him.

Xiang Yang was motionless, lying on the grass in a herringbone shape, snoring with his mouth open, his breath carrying the smell of wine, and the aroma of wine diffused in the air.

Mosquitoes have a strong sense of smell, and the faint smell of wine wafts through the air, which is like the ringing of a meal bell, telling mosquitoes that a good meal is right in front of them. The mosquito tracked its target, hovering over Xiang Yang's head, making a buzzing sound, the mosquito found that the other party did not respond, and accurately landed on the bare skin, looking for a "breakthrough", and the mosquito fiercely inserted the "needle" directly into the skin to feast on hot blood.

Xiang Yang raised his hand to slap the mosquito, scratched a few times on the skin, turned over and pressed the robe under him and continued to sleep.

His hands sometimes waved unconsciously, but the mosquitoes would still look for the best time to strike and bite his smooth arms everywhere.

He Jing was stunned. Split the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly: Childe is really drunk.

He took off his robe, draped it over his body, glanced deeply at Childe, guarded his side, squatted down, and stared closely in the direction of the inn. Looking for the black shadow just now, huh! In the blink of an eye, the man in black was gone, and he listened intently to the surroundings, and there was silence.

There was no sound around except for the buzzing of mosquitoes.

He Jing drove the mosquitoes away, the buzzing in his ears was a little smaller, the buzzing changed direction, and his irritable mood improved a little, and suddenly, He Jing seemed to remember something, he turned around and found that Xiang Yang was waving his hand and slapping his cheeks.

By the moonlight, he saw that there were still a few mosquitoes lying on his arms, cocking their buttocks and sucking blood, He Jing was extremely distressed, and scolded hatefully: "Kill you." Dead mosquitoes. Everywhere to bite"

Wave your hand and slap it over. As soon as the palm of his hand landed on Childe's arm, he lightened his strength, and the mosquito found the source of the danger, and flew away with a buzz, and his slap missed.

"The mosquitoes bite people after the autumn, and you can't let the mosquitoes bite the son." He Jing took out a red robe from his baggage and shook it off to cover his face to block the attack of mosquitoes.

After being driven away, the mosquito circles outside and becomes active again, often "buzzing" in the ear, which is very disturbing.

He Jing lay on the bushes, looking around, feeling that the surroundings were too peaceful, and the calm and irritating heart also tended to be quiet, his throat slid up and down, and he almost blurted out a sentence of joy.

"It's safe." He was happy in his heart, the housekeeper of the Lu Mansion did not find the whereabouts of the son, and he retreated quietly in spite of the difficulties, and tonight was a peaceful night.

He Jing leaned down and tried to pick up Gongzi, but Gongzi's body was very heavy, like a big stone that pressed him so that he couldn't lift his hands. In desperation, he shook his shoulders and called softly: "Childe, wake up, don't sleep on the ground, it's cold at night, so as not to get sick with wind chill and delay the trip." The little one helped you into the inn to rest, okay? ”

In the haze, Xiang Yang felt that He Jing was calling him, he frowned and knocked his hand off impatiently: "Don't make trouble, this son wants to rest." He tore off his red robe, turned over, wrapped himself in his robe and continued to snore.

"Childe is really drunk." Childe is usually very vigilant, there is a slight movement, holding the sword and jumping up, when is it like this, he is asleep deeply, and he can't wake up when he pushes.

He Jing sat on the ground with a smile in his eyes, looking at Gongzi's simple sleeping appearance, and was satisfied, if he could stay by Gongzi's side for the rest of his life and wait for Gongzi.

Under the bright moonlight, the disappearing black shadow appeared again, He Jing was startled, he approached the bushes, lowered his body, and lay down in the bushes to avoid observing.

The black shadow had already passed by in a moment, He Jing listened carefully with his ears sideways, and sure enough, there was a sound of footsteps slowly turning around, the black shadow seemed to be very familiar with the terrain here, and went around most of the courtyard. Dodge into the woods and disappear.

The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became: "No, the housekeeper of the Lu Mansion is the first time to come here like him, and he is not familiar with the terrain here at all, if he is familiar with the terrain here, he will not even be able to find the inn, he lost his way, and the two met in the woods."

The inn is located at the foot of a remote hill, people who are not familiar with the terrain, it is not easy to find this place for a while, if it is not for the drunkenness of Childe, accidentally stumbling into the woods, drunken madness, so that he found out the whereabouts of Childe, he would not know the outside of the woods at all, there is another scene, under a small hillside, there is an inn, along the forest path.

He looked carefully and found that the man in black in front of him was masked, he was agile and agile, and there was a youthful aura all over his body.

"This man is not a housekeeper!" A stone pressed in his heart fell to the ground, secretly annoyed, he was really bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, just now in the woods and Guan Bo just had a fight, except they rolled to the cliff and fell to their death, when the night was dark, suddenly, I saw a man in black, and I was shocked to connect the suspicious man in black with Guan Bo, for fear that he would come to seek revenge and make himself a false alarm.

Hey! If the man in black wasn't Uncle Guan, who would it be?

It seems that the target of the man in black is not the son, but the county lord, thinking of this, He Jing was scared into a cold sweat, and the slightly relaxed mood just now was raised in his throat again, and he began to worry about the son, as the personal guard of the county lord, the county lord had an accident, and the prince would not spare the son.

"Childe has someone visiting the inn at night. It seems that this person is coming for the county lord. He hurriedly shook his son, and a black shadow flew by not far away.

Subconsciously, Xiang Yang had already put Ziwei in the first place, his mind was full of Ziwei's figure, and when he heard that someone was going to be unfavorable to her, he woke up the sleeping Xiang Yang, he turned over and sat up, opened a pair of hazy round eyes, grabbed He Jing's collar, and asked in a daze: "Who?" Where are the people? ”

He Jing stretched out his hand and pointed: "Childe, it is estimated that the county lord's convoy is being followed." Following the direction of He Jing's finger, Xiang Yang saw a masked man circling the inn.

"Who is so bold? Dare to visit the inn at night? Look for death. Xiang Yang's wine woke up completely, and he spat a mouthful of phlegm towards the grass, scolding hatefully.

"Use a knife to kill chickens, Childe, you take a break, and wait for the little hand to be caught." He Jing shared Xiang Gongzi's worries, got up to arrest the man in black, and when he passed by him with his waist bent, his robe tightened and was pulled back by Xiang Yang.

He snorted wine in his mouth and lowered his voice: "Don't chase it, this man in black is a person who stood in front of him and came out to listen to the news, and there are people hiding in the woods behind, the situation is unknown, wait a while." ”

Xiang Yang walked south and north, he saw a lot of such a formation, and naturally he had experience, He Jing was obedient to him, retracted his body according to his words, and looked at the side of the woods side by side with him. Two pairs of nightingale-like sharp eyes took in every move of the man in black.

Standing high and seeing far away, the man in black jumped on the roof, and after understanding the situation around him clearly, he jumped down on the glazed tiles lightly on his toes, entered the woods, and got up to go back, heard the movement at the exit, and turned back with the man in black, the two made a gesture, and flashed into the bushes one after the other.

The evil men of the county lord:

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