Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Dying Man
Xiang Ye grabbed two long swords from the ground, and he didn't have time to distinguish which one was his own and which one belonged to Meng Su, so he casually threw one of them to Meng Su and said in a low voice: "Let's go!" ”
Meng Su took the long sword and didn't hesitate for a moment, followed behind Xiang Ye, and rushed out of the room.
After the two rushed out of the house, it happened that there was a continuous miserable howl from the house where Guan Yijian and the other two white-clothed swordsmen lived, and the miserable howl was as terrible as the voice of a pig about to be slaughtered, accompanied by a miserable howl, Guan Yijian could be vaguely heard shouting excitedly: "Scream louder!" Louder! ”
Xiang Ye spat at the room with disdain, although Meng Su didn't understand what was going on in the house, but seeing Xiang Ye's expression, he also knew that it would not be a good thing, and glanced at the house with disdain on Xiang Ye's face.
The two of them didn't dare to delay too much, and quietly touched the entrance of the village, and in the moonlight, they saw that the bodies of the villagers who had been killed earlier were still scattered around the village, presumably no one would bury them.
After finding out of the village, the two of them didn't dare to continue to face east, Xiang Ye briefly identified the direction, pointed to the northeast and said to Meng Su: "Let's go from the small road and take a detour to the east." ”
Meng Su nodded, did not object, and followed Xiang Ye into the grass on the side of the road and ran in the northeast direction.
Early the next morning, Guan Yijian got up and walked to the door to stretch his waist, his face was a little bad, obviously because he had done too much physical activity the night before. The two white-clothed swordsmen who lived in the same room as him had not yet gotten up, and they were now pouting on their butts and lying on the bed and falling asleep deeply.
Guan Yijian was slightly sober and walked towards the house where Xiang Ye and Meng Su were being held, there were two corpses in front of him on the road, and he didn't go around it, he directly raised his foot and stepped on the corpse. After a night, the corpse was already a little stiff, but Guan Yijian still felt much more comfortable stepping on the flesh than stepping directly on the ground.
Sunlight poured into the house through the window lattices, and the interior of the adobe house was still a little dim. After Guan Yijian entered the door, the first thing he saw was the white-clothed swordsman lying at the door. In addition to the swordsman's body lying in the house, where were the figures of Xiang Ye and Meng Su, and even the two long swords that had been taken care of by the white-clothed swordsman were gone.
Guan Yijian hurriedly took two steps forward, picked up the white-clothed swordsman lying on the ground and examined it, the swordsman's neck had already been twisted off, and he had been dead all night.
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Guan Yijian, who found that Xiang Ye and Meng Su had escaped, hurriedly ran back to the house where he stayed last night, and kicked the buttocks of the two swordsmen who were still lying on the ground with their butts pouting and sleeping with a harass on the corner of their mouths.
The two swordsmen slept on the masaki, fart. The stock was suddenly attacked, thinking that Guan Yijian was about to put a gun on the horse again, so he jumped up in shock, and looked at Guan Yijian standing in front of them with frightened eyes covering the still red and swollen Jumen.
"Hurry up, people are running!" These two swordsmen were originally born with good looks, and then they looked at Guan Yijian with such frightened eyes, which added a point or two to their feminine charm, but Guan Yijian was in no mood to pay attention to their charm at this time, glared at them and shouted: "Hurry up and follow me!" ”
Hearing him say this, the two white-clothed swordsmen reacted that Guan Yijian kicked them awake not to cross their horses and raise their guns to attack them again, but to ask them to hurry up and chase Xiang Ye and Meng Su together, and quickly turned over and got up, and followed Guan Yijian towards the entrance of the village to the east.
The three of them headed all the way to the east, but Xiang Ye and Meng Su fled in the northeast direction, where could they still chase them.
Xiang Ye and Meng Su ran towards the northeast for a whole day, and they didn't stop until it was completely dark again, but at the same time, they also found a more serious problem - they missed the overnight stay again, and it seemed that they had only to sleep outside for one night.
Meng Su was still a little haunted by what Xiang Ye had done the night before, and after the two found a quiet place, she deliberately lay away from Xiang Ye.
Xiang Ye was embarrassed to get too close to her after knowing that Meng Su was a woman, and the two of them gathered four or five steps together, and each found a relatively clean place to lie down.
There was no quilt, and they didn't huddle into a place to warm each other's body temperatures, and when the cold wind blew at night, they were all curled up in a ball, and they slept very unsteadily.
Xiang Ye couldn't stand the cold, so he got up suddenly, rubbed his hands and moved closer to Meng Su, and asked softly, "Are you asleep?" ”
Meng Su closed her eyes tightly and ignored Xiang Ye, in fact, she didn't fall asleep, the cold wind penetrated through the hem of her deep coat and stroked her whole body, causing her goosebumps all over her body.
"I know you're not asleep." Seeing that Meng Su didn't speak, Xiang Ye seemed to be talking to himself: "It's such a cold day, and sleeping outside, it's strange to be able to sleep, in my opinion, instead of freezing to death here, it's better to walk a little more and see if there is a place to stay." ”
Meng Su closed her eyes, in fact, she also felt that Xiang Ye's words were true, curled up in the field like this for a night, even if she didn't freeze to death, she would definitely not be able to sleep soundly.
"Are you going to go or not?" Seeing that Meng Su ignored him, Xiang Ye stood up and patted the dust on his body, turned around and made a gesture to leave: "If you don't leave, I can go." ”
"Wait for me!" As soon as he took two steps forward, Meng Su "Teng" rolled over and got up, trotting two steps to catch up with him: "I'll go with you." ”
The corners of Xiang Ye's mouth tugged, he secretly smiled a little proudly, and strode forward.
It was not very convenient to walk in the dark, not to mention that the two of them were not walking on the main road but on a wild and grassy field, and it was even more difficult to walk.
The two of them walked forward for more than two miles, one foot deep and one shallow, but not only did they not find a place to camp, but the weeds under their feet became deeper and deeper.
"Oops!" Xiang Ye was walking when he suddenly heard a scream from Meng Su, who had fallen behind him.
He hurriedly turned his head and looked behind him, and Mengsu, who was walking behind him, had disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know where he had gone.
"Monsu!" After knowing that Meng Su was a woman, Xiang Ye no longer called her "Meng Gongzi", but he couldn't open his mouth to call him "Miss Meng", and after living more than 2,000 years, he always felt that the word "Miss" had some personal attack meaning, so he had to call her name directly.
Xiang Ye, who originally thought that Meng Su had disappeared, heard Meng Su's voice from the grass after the words fell: "I'm here, there seems to be someone here." ”
Xiang Ye followed the sound and walked back a few steps, and sure enough, in the moonlight, he saw Meng Su squatting in the deep grass, and there was a man in dark clothes lying beside her.
"He seems to be alive." Meng Su raised his head and glanced at Xiang Ye, then stood up and patted the dirt on his body when he tripped over the person lying on the ground, and said lightly: "Let's go!" ”
Xiang Ye ignored her, but squatted down and stretched out a finger to probe the nose of the lying man, then looked up at the dark sky, didn't say a word, stretched his hand to pick up the man's neck, and helped him up and carried him on his back.
"We're all running for our lives, and it's easier for you to catch up with him." When Xiang Ye carried that person up, Meng Su's eyes were a little complicated, and there was some appreciation and some worry in her beautiful eyes.
"He's alive." Xiang Ye twitched the man on his back upwards, turned his face to Meng Su and said: "If you leave him here, I'm afraid he will freeze to death tomorrow morning, let's take him away, it's good to be able to save the life, even if we can't save it, it can be regarded as our heart to help the needy." ”
"I don't see you're still like that." Meng Su showed a sweet smile at Xiang Ye, and Xiang Ye's unhappiness with her the night before was suddenly eliminated by his righteous act of saving people.
Xiang Ye carried the man he picked up on his back and walked on the grass with Meng Su, one foot deep and one shallow, until the sky was overcast, and they still did not find a place to stay.
At this moment, the man who was carried by Xiang Ye may have passed a bit of vitality to him because of the temperature of his back, and he whispered "um", and his lips moved and said, "Water, water!" ”
Xiang Ye looked around, there was a vast grassland around him, where there was a trace of water, when the man lifted the water, he and Meng Su also felt a little dry, but he still turned around and whispered to comfort the man behind him and said, "Bear with it a little, there will be water in a while." ”
I don't know if the man fainted again or felt relieved after listening to Xiang Ye's reassuring words, he didn't make a sound again, his head hung on Xiang Ye's shoulder, lying on his back like a dead dog, and he didn't move.
The man's figure is very tall among the people of the Qin Dynasty, and if he stands up, I am afraid that Xiang Ye, who is close to 1.8 meters tall, will be one or two points shorter than him.
Walking with him on his back, Xiang Ye didn't feel anything at first, but it was really difficult to walk far. Meng Su on the side watched Xiang Ye walk in the grass with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and hesitated for a while before saying to him: "You have carried it so far, let me carry it for a while." ”
Xiang Ye glanced sideways at Meng Su, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said, "Forget it, you are a girl walking with a big man on her back, and it's not good to be seen, don't have to marry him when the time comes." ”
"I just carried him on my back for a while, why should I marry him?" After Meng Su listened to Xiang Ye's words, he only thought that he was slighting her again, frowned and asked with some annoyance.
"Ugh!" Xiang Ye was stunned, he only cared about considering Meng Su as a woman just now, but ignored that at this time, it was not the later generations when Confucianism prevailed, but the late Qin and early Han dynasties when Legalist thought occupied the mainstream and the ideas of other schools were secretly circulating.
He smiled apologetically at Meng Su and said, "It's nothing, I just consider that you are a girl, and your strength must not be very strong, this guy is tall and big, but you can't carry it." ”