He lowered his head weakly, didn't dare to look at Xie Mengxia more, only glanced at him, and vaguely felt that he looked pretty good.

She lowered her head and listened to the teachings of the mother-in-law in the building, with a shyly expression: "Weak as a slave." ”

"What the hell, so weak." Xie Mengxia had a splitting headache: "Which one is so weak, is it the one that is Prajnaparamita?" He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "I have a headache when I hear your name, I'll change your name." ”

Xie Mengxia didn't read much, and when he read it, he ate it as a dish, and the rest of it was barely a catchy name.

He thought about it again and again, and said, "Just call it Confused Yun, yes, you will call Confused Yun in the future." ”

He almost vomited a mouthful of blood, what kind of name is this, but he still bowed softly and weakly: "Thank you for the name." ”

Xie Mengxia laughed, and waved his hand, so that the name changed was as weak, and now he was confused, waiting for him to wash.

In the dead of night, a team of camels and horses walked through the lonely and cold moonlight.

The cold wind blew through the desolate land, and the starlight and moonlight sifted the ground was full of mottled shadows.

The Hulu River is about ten miles away from Shipan City, and it is not close to say that it is not close, but it is not far away.

No one spoke in this group of camels, only the clattering hooves of the horses, which fell crisply in the middle of the night.

The tung trees on both sides of the Hulu River grow stout, spring and summer, the canopy is wide and shady, and it is slightly magnificent.

But at this time, the tung tree has lost all its leaves, leaving only an empty canopy, and looking up into the distance, the full moon and stars can be seen at a glance.

Most of the reeds on the riverbank were half withered, and the yellow ones lay on the ground, creaking when stepped on.

A damp and cold mist rose from the surface of the river, enveloping the beacons that stood tall not far away.

The leader gestured, and the camel team behind him suddenly stopped.

Everyone turned over and dismounted, comforting the pack horses and lying on the ground, looking into the distance with solemn expressions.

A man stooped down to the leader, removed the quiver from his leg, and gestured with his bow into the distance.

As soon as the hand was released, the arrow was like a pale white star, and it rushed into the sky and plunged into the reeds.

There was a violent swaying and turbulence among the reeds, and the cries of a few fat waterfowl flapped their wings like madness, and swept over the low river, and then flew into the night sky, and scurried to the opposite bank.

At the same time, the beacon not far away was brightly lit, and several arrows shot like raindrops above the river.

Suddenly there was a bright light on the arrow, and the surface of the river shone as bright as day.

After a few moments, the light on the arrows was extinguished, and the arrows fell into the river, bursting into the river with a burst of ice, emitting a wisp of white smoke.

The man whispered: "Master Sabao, at this time, the river is extremely icy, and there is no shelter on both banks, and the slightest movement will alarm the garrison on the beacon." ”

This person's breathing is long, his voice is broken, and he is a practitioner.

The leader was short and fat, squatting on the ground like a round ball, his Chinese was jerky and lame, and his voice was low: "Brother Li, is there any other way?" ”

The man looked up at the sky and thought for a while: "In another hour, at the beginning of the child, it will be the change of the guard of Fengsui, there will be a stick of incense, we will cross the river quickly, don't delay, enter Changle Mountain, it will be foolproof." ”

Sabao nodded in response, and the man hurriedly beckoned everyone to rest in place.

Under the moonlight, the shallow river water sparkles, and the subtle sound of the river flows in the night.

After half an hour, everyone relaxed a little, but the man suddenly turned his head and looked at the path where he came, his eyes flashing.

He gave a low greeting, and everyone woke up, pulled out of their stance, and looked the way they came.

The sound of horses' hooves approached quickly, and there seemed to be a lot of small pieces.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and solemn.

Another team of camels and horses came to the front, and saw that this place had been occupied first, and the latecomers were stunned, obviously not expecting this scene.

This camel team was Han Changwan and his party, who stayed up until the dead of night and rushed to the Hulu River.

Helian Wenyuan, who was at the head, jumped off the horse, looked at these people in front of him vigilantly, without too many words and movements, retreated to Han Changdu's side and whispered: "Childe, it seems that you are also going to cross the river." ”

Looking at the appearance of these people, it should be a businessman who smuggled contraband and hired guards.

Han Changwan nodded disapprovingly, turned over and dismounted: "Regardless of them, change the guard at the time, let's go first." ”

He didn't have the time to delve into the minutiae of these people, let alone take these guards in his eyes.

He knew that large merchants with rich fortunes, such as the Zhou family, often hired good guards when they were traveling on horses, and most of them were people from the dart bureau and the army.

And these people in front of him are obviously just ordinary guards, who know some kung fu and have more experience in walking horses.

Helian Wenyuan's expression was solemn: "Okay, son, then let's go to the front first, and in less than half an hour, the guard will be changed." ”

Watching Han Changdui dismount, Meng Sui, Yao Qi and others also came down one after another, without talking to each other, but following Helian Wenyuan very tacitly.

Sabao and his party were stunned.

Brother Li in Sabao's mouth originally wanted to step forward and stop one or two, but he didn't want this group of people to approach, but he found that although these people looked scattered, they could step on the dead branches but there was no sound, and they were quiet and scary all the way, not to mention the sound of footsteps, and they couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

This group of people is a good hand, and they can't be offended.

He bowed his head and said to Sabao.

Sabao's face changed, and he looked at Han Changwan and his party with fear, and took the lead in taking a step back.

Everyone looked at each other and stepped back in a witty manner, leaving a narrow path.

Han Changdui and his party led the horses, without squinting, walked to the river, found a sheltered and backlit place, sat cross-legged one after another, and waited quietly.

Along the way, Yao Qi unexpectedly saw two acquaintances, who were dancing on the boat, pretending to be deaf and dumb, and were called the dumb girl of the Holy Envoy, and the other was the old man who played the huqin.

I don't know if these two people really forgot about Han Changwan and the two, or deliberately pretended not to know the two, when they saw the two, the faces of the two people didn't even change, and they didn't look at them more.

Yao Qi's expression froze, and his vigilance rose.

She thought about it, moved to Han Changdu's side quietly, and gently raised her chin.

Han Changwan raised his eyebrows, meaning that he also saw it.

As the night deepened, the stars grew brighter and brighter, and the moonlight dimmed a little, with only a few faint glimmers.

Seeing that the hour was almost up, Helian Wenyuan nodded slightly at Han Changdu.

Han Changdui gestured at Meng Suiqi and the others.

Several people got up in unison, their steps were brisk, and the pack horses did not make a sound as they walked.

Sabao and Brother Li took a closer look, but saw that the hoofs of the pack horse were wrapped in a thick blanket at some point.

The two looked at each other, and the men looked like they were very experienced.

The sound of the water is roaring, and the gourd river, which looks like a thin flow in the distance, walks in, and the water is flowing like practice in the moonlight, rushing and turbulent.

The ice in the river cracked to the bone, and although several people wore knee-high leather boots, the chill still seeped in after stepping on the river for a long time.

Several people clung to the reins, calmed the trembling horses, and walked steadily towards the opposite bank step by step.

The mute woman, known as the Holy Messenger, watched this scene and narrowed her eyes slightly raised.

She obviously recognized Han Changwan and the others, but she just pretended not to know them.

She watched Han Changdui and the group walk to the middle of the river, but she could only hear the sound of the river flowing as before, and no water birds were alarmed, and she couldn't help frowning.

What kind of people are this, how can the kung fu be so deep, walking like this in the water, the splashes brought up are extremely small and weak.

The Hulu River is narrow, and the water depth is only just knee-deep, if you catch up with the reeds on both sides of the river, driving horses across the river is the least easy to be found.

Han Changdui and the others moved extremely fast, and without alarming the garrison in the beacon, they had already arrived on the other side.

There was no time to tidy up the soaked clothes, a few people turned over their horses and rushed to Changle Mountain, they had to hide in Changle Mountain before dawn, so as not to be discovered by the garrison in the beacon post.

Seeing this, Sabao and his party saw that the time for the changing of the guard was about to pass, and they no longer hesitated and followed closely across the river.

All the way is an unobstructed wilderness, with reeds withering and lying on the ground, poplars withering, red willows withering, the glimmer of the stars and the cold moonlight falling, like rippling waves.

Urging the horse to gallop, the cold wind cut on the face like a knife, cold and painful.

But a few people didn't feel cold, and they rushed all the way in fear, and their backs were already full of sweat.

Yao Qi stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the sideburns on his forehead were all covered with sweat, turning the dust on his face into mud.

Suddenly there was a neighing sound of horses behind him, Han Changdui suddenly felt bad, and when he looked back, it was actually someone in Sabao's group who startled the horse.

This was a bad thing, which naturally alarmed the garrison in the beacon, and several arrows for lighting shot into the sky, illuminating this group clearly, and there was nowhere to hide.

Helian Wenyuan shouted: "Go, go, go, go, go, go fast, go into the mountain, fast." ”

As soon as the voice fell, long arrows rained down and kept shooting.

Han Changdu's group, although they were not killed in the rain of guns and arrows, but they were all good at one in a hundred, and they all clenched their swords in one hand to block the long arrows that flew in, and they clenched the reins with the other hand, urging the horses to gallop.

The sound of horses' hooves behind him became more and more rapid and messy, and occasionally some people screamed, and some people fell into the river, splashing in all directions.

Han Changdu's group didn't even look back, and blindly rushed forward.

Not to mention that they didn't think about saving each other, in such a situation, even if they wanted to, they couldn't save it.

In this way, he walked frantically without breathing for a moment, and finally escaped this wave of sharp arrow rain and got into the endless Changle Mountain.

He had just stopped to catch his breath when a hissing sound was heard not far away.

Sa Bao's group was also an unusual horse team, escorted by the Li brothers, and also crossed the Hulu River, ran through the boundless wilderness, and hid in Changle Mountain.