She stood there in a daze, and it took her half a moment to find her voice:

"You...... Why did you kill him? Are you crazy? ”

She accused the person in front of her in disbelief: "He was obviously still saved, but you killed him." "At the end of the day, she almost roared.

Zhao Yan glanced at her and said lightly:

"You said that he was seriously injured, what can we do to save him in this barren mountain and wilderness, Hengjian is dead, I just ended his pain early." As he spoke, he wiped the blood from his hands with the withered grass beside him.

A life, in exchange for a fluttering explanation. Is this still human? It's just that it's not as good as an animal, Xu Weiqiu is angry, but he has nothing to do with this person.

She gave him a cold look, said nothing, and turned away.

The sun slanted to the west, Zhao Yan squatted on the ground boredly, looked at the slave who was digging a pit and digging hard, and said, "It's almost enough, if you dig it again, the sun will go down." ”

The other party buried his head in hard work, and there was no response.

It seems that this slave is determined to ignore himself, Zhao Yan stood up helplessly and walked towards Ding Yang, who was not far away......

Xu Weiqiu was digging the grave with the hilt of her sword on her own, and suddenly, a small object flew overhead and landed in front of her, and she picked it up in confusion...... It turned out to be her lost knife.

She turned around and asked with a question mark, "Why is this knife with you?" ”

Zhao Yan came behind her and squatted down again, holding his cheek with one hand, and teased: "Why, finally willing to talk to me?" ”

She stopped talking, just glared at him.

"I found him out?" While speaking, Zhao Yan stood up, walked to the corpse not far away, and hooked his finger at her.

Xu Weiqiu crawled out of the grave with a suspicious face and came to his side.

Zhao Yan bent down and reached out to tear the fabric on Ding Yang's back, where a wound suddenly appeared.

Xu Weiqiu was a surgeon, and he recognized at a glance that the wound matched the knife in his hand; Realizing this, she suddenly felt a chill in her back, and she asked in disbelief, "You mean that Ding Yang is the masked man who is chasing the two of us?" ”

Zhao Yan didn't speak, just looked at her lightly.

Xu Weiqiu's palms were sweating, and she swallowed nervously: "You knew it from the beginning?" Or did you find out about his body? ”

"Does it matter?" Zhao Yan didn't answer directly, and kicked Ding Yang's body into the grave.

Xu Weiqiu didn't ask any further, glanced at the pit, and began to bury his head in the soil, when the filling was almost done, Zhao Yan already looked very impatient:

"Alright, don't waste time, let's go......"

With these words, he has taken the lead.

Xu Weiqiu had no choice but to pat the dirt on his hands, hurriedly picked up the scabbard on the ground and followed quickly.

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A thick branch blocked the way, and Zhao Yan jumped over lightly, and his posture was quite good-looking. Xu Weiqiu, who followed closely, was not so chic, and she had to climb over the branches with difficulty.

Moving forward with difficulty, she raised her eyes from time to time to look at the tall back walking in front of her.

Did this person know that Ding Yang was a traitor before he killed him, or did he only know about it after killing someone?

Xu Weiqiu knew that there was no point in dwelling on this, but along the way, this doubt always puzzled her.

In her eyes, Zhao Yan has always been a cold-blooded animal who treats human life like dung.

Zhao Yan naturally felt her emotional resistance to herself, and he didn't bother to explain, so the two didn't talk much along the way.

I drove the mountain road in silence for two days and one night, drank dew when I was thirsty, picked wild fruits, and occasionally hunted some game.

At night, the two of them looked for a place to spend the night as usual, and then looked for dry wood to make a fire around, and walked to a bamboo forest, when they suddenly saw a green flame flashing in front of them, and the flame flickered and flickered very flickering.

The two glanced at each other, picked up the dried bamboo branches on the ground and withdrew from the bamboo forest with a tacit understanding.

The fire soon ignited, and the two sat beside the fire, Zhao Yan turned his head to look at Xu Weiqiu, and said, "That's a ghost fire, right?" ”

He thought he was bold, but he could see it clearly, and the green ghost fire even moved, which made him feel strange.

Unexpectedly, the person next to him just said lightly, "Hmm." The expression on his face was very calm.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel surprised: "When you see that thing, aren't you afraid?" He looked at her inquiringly, wondering if the little girl was really bold or just superficially calm?

Xu Weiqiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said: "Don't worry, there are no gods and ghosts in this world at all, there may be a mass grave in the bamboo forest, the so-called ghost fire, but the corpse decomposes and produces some unique substances, which will catch fire under the right conditions, that's all." ”

I have read some similar annotations in some hunting books, but I didn't expect this little girl to be able to explain it so clearly, Zhao Yan was secretly surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Where did you learn about these?" ”

Xu Weiqiu didn't explain much, but said lightly: "I just listened to the old man in the village." ”

At night, Zhao Yan leaned on the trunk of the tree and quickly fell asleep, Xu Weiqiu sat in front of the fire, looking at the dancing firelight in front of him, and the green flames that he had just seen in the bamboo forest flashed in his mind.

Ghost fire is actually phosphorus fire, which is the spontaneous combustion phenomenon of phosphorus when it encounters oxygen in the air. Although she knew the origin of the ghost fire, it was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes.

In the night, the strange firelight is indeed a little scary, she has never been superstitious, and has always believed that there are no ghosts and gods in this world. But she thought about it, if there were no supernatural things in this world, how could she explain it? Thinking of this, her back couldn't help but gradually chill.

In the darkness of the night, there was a strange sound in the distance of the forest, Xu Weiqiu couldn't sit down anymore, and slowly moved his body to the people not far away.

When the people on his side squeezed over, Zhao Yan woke up, he moved to the side, and after a while, the other party leaned over again.

After all, he didn't move again, his eyes and face didn't open, and he laughed at her: "Didn't you say that you weren't afraid, didn't you say that there are no ghosts and gods in this world?" ”

"I'm not afraid, I just feel a little cold." Xu Weiqiu was stiff-mouthed.

On a July day, it's good if it's not hot and dead, but she still shouts cold, Zhao Yan didn't break her, and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

Zhao Yan woke up the next day and found that the little slave next to him was sleeping in his arms on his arm, which he didn't think there was anything two days ago, but at this moment he knew that this slave was a daughter, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.