Between the overlapping fingers, there seems to be something wet and slippery.

I looked down, looked carefully, and distinguished carefully, and I didn't want to admit it, but it was clearly blood, red and blackened blood. I raised my eyes to ask him what was wrong, but his inky eyes slowly flowed dark red, and his skin was decaying and peeling off little by little as if it were burning, and his skin muscles were paralyzed and dissipated before my eyes, turning into a pool of blood.

His toes were clammy and cold, and his blood soaked through my embroidered shoes.

The palm of his hand was suddenly empty, and he was only a skeleton, scattered in front of my eyes, holding my hand, difficult to find.

There wasn't even screaming or screaming, I just watched him quietly, watching as even the white bones turned to dust, and in the blood, seeping into the ground.

It's cold, and it spreads little by little from the heart.

"If I die, I must be in ashes, and I won't let you wait for me to come back."

It was this sentence again, ringing in my ears, and there was no half a figure around.

Gone in smoke, as easily as it was to say, as if it weren't a big deal. In the world, does no one know the weight of these four words?

Where do you go if you don't have a soul in an afterlife?

"Go, there is no place in this world, go, don't look back." The voice sounded again, and suddenly it became clear before my eyes.

It was not yet dawn, but the window was open, and the moonlight was pouring in. The snow stopped, and the deep white reflected moonlight was so bright that it was unbearable to stare at.

Before going to bed, I closed the window.

I walked over and it was all clean outside the window. There is no wind tonight, and the weather is rare and less aggressive.

It's not me, it's not the wind, how did this window open, who will open it?

The soldiers who kept vigil would tell me to lock it, and now the lock was intact at the door, but it was clear who had entered the house.

Something flashed in my heart, I closed my eyes to catch this wisp of emotion, and I understood something in a trance.

Three or two ordinary soldiers may not be able to influence the situation of the battle, and when I left, Jimo did not send a single soldier; Now, I'm back after nine deaths, but he sent seven extraordinary people over at once, so don't you worry about life?

If it weren't for the army going out or the class division, Jimo had never ordered his men to wear Jiugao military armor, for fear of disturbing the civilians, and these seven people never left their armor day by day, as if they wanted to make the matter of Jimo sending them to meet everyone know.

Seven men should be on duty all night, and now my window is open and no one notices.

Perhaps, something is clearly placed in front of my eyes, but I don't look at it, and I don't notice it. But now, I know it so clearly.

No matter how good these seven people are, they are not Jimo's people. The south is tight, every soldier must do his duty, no one can relax and accompany me to run around from south to north, these people must be sent by Vode. Just like back then, when I was caught by Basil Jiyu, Fu Qi wanted Jimo's life, and it came to such a point that he insidiously wanted to involve the woman in it.

Shameless, but unable to change the status quo, now, all I can do is to find a way to get out of here, as long as I can escape, I will not be caught so easily in these two days.

How can you escape? Seven men with big shoulders and round waists were guarding outside, and this window may be a sign that any of them had entered. Jimo took me out on the expedition and did teach me the art of self-defense, but in the face of so many men, who did you want me to break off? Own or theirs?

Fortunately, the ice box has always been with me, even at night, when someone outside is guarding it, I always remember to hide it, if the box is lost, wouldn't I have to apologize like the people of the world?

I bowed down again to check it, and after making sure that everything was okay, I pressed my eyebrows, unlocked it, went out, looked at the people in the hall, and coughed lightly.

Seven pairs of eyes, looking at it together.

I suppressed the discomfort in my heart, hugged my shoulders, trembled slightly, and timidly glanced back at the open window in the room, followed by a rush of footsteps.

I never spoke to them, and they learned to understand all my body movements. They thought that I saw the window and that someone had come in, and that they were afraid.

I'm really scared, if I don't find out, when are they going to follow me? It's been so long, so I have to go all the way to Jimo's side and then stab ......

I didn't dare to think about it, I just moved outward step by step. Outside, there was another person watching, looking inside the house, but I felt that it had fallen on me. I am sure that if I run at this moment, I will not be able to get out of this post.

I pressed my waist and stood against the wall.

My body has always been vague, since the Wolongkou incident, my waist often hurts, such a thing, these people know, and have given me a lot of support, and at this moment, the compact atmosphere makes my back uncomfortable again.

I slowly bent down and crouched down. The back pain wasn't that bad, but I wanted to get the man over, just like usual.

"Miss Liao, how are you?"

Sure enough, he came, his face a little stiff, perhaps, because the moonlight was too cold.

I shook my head slightly, gritting my teeth. He just bowed behind me, not even touching the slightest drooping coat, and they all knew that I didn't like people getting too close.

I beckoned, and he lowered himself obediently.

I swallowed silently with uneasiness and timidity, and it was at this moment that the window was blown by the wind and the moonlight was gone.

For safety, they never lit the lamp at night, and at this moment, it was pitch black in all directions, and they couldn't see their fingers.

A touch of coldness slipped through my sleeve, and I grabbed it with my backhand, stabbed it hard behind me, and slashed it violently. The sound of blood spurting on the ground was muffled by the corners of her skirt. I struggled to hold on to the fallen man and slowly put him on the ground.

This trick was taught to me by Jimo, attacking people's necks, killing them with a fatal blow, silently, but the blood would splash out, making it clear to people that they were carrying a debt of human life.

It's not the first time I've seen death, but it's the first time I've brought death to others with my own hands, and it's cleaner than I imagined.

I moved quickly step by step, carefully opened the gate of the post station, the cold wind rose, the snow began to fall again, as the wind carved a knife on the face like a pain, almost at the same time, the person in the room who was rummaging through the cabinets to check and look for stopped moving, I could almost feel the sense of murder pierced on the back.

I lifted my legs and galloped to the stables, holding my hand steady from the slippery sweat of my palms, and clenched the dagger tightly, spreading the ropes of all eight horses. I flipped over one, and the rest galloped out after a few whiplashes.

If the snow is so heavy that it doesn't stop, the footprints will soon disappear. Those men were so fast on their feet that I could only whip the mounts under me hard.

There were mountains everywhere, and the snow was slippery, so I had to take a chance.

The horse was very effective, and almost fell several times, and finally stopped steadily, even the six men who followed behind did not go so well, and two of them had fallen on the sharp stones hidden under the snow and hung flowers.

Walking to the mountainside, there was a huge boulder protruding, blocking the upward view of the people below, even the horse was quite laborious, and it was easy to climb up and stand firm, as soon as I twisted the horse's head, it was a slip, and the horse's frightened long neighing shook the mountain in this way.

I rolled over, left the horse where it was, and pushed a large chunk of snow down. I just hope that this will make the people below think that I have fallen and will not go up again. However, I could not hope for all this, so I had to climb to the top of the mountain step by step, and when those people got here, and saw only one horse, maybe a few people would go down to look for it, even if it was just one, and it would be a little less dangerous for me.

In order to convince them that I was frightened, I only had a medium coat on my body when I opened the door, and now my body was pressed against the snow, and the melting snow seeped through and froze, so cold that my lips and teeth stumbled. If they continue like this, they will not die at their hands, but they will also die in this snow.

But there is no other way.

I climbed a few steps, left deep footprints, and scratched at the snow for a while, making traces of struggle, and then slowly retreated, and the voices of people came close in an instant. I held my breath and plunged myself into the snow. The deep snow buried me in a short time. At this moment, I realized that this white skin and white hair were like God's favor to me. Even if there is any horse's foot exposed, in such weather, no one will find out,

The cold, inch by inch, came from the limbs.

For the first time, I hope those people will come soon. They came, searched and searched, and if they could not find me, they were gone, and I could come out. Even though there is still wind and snow, it is better than being buried in the snow, as if I had dug my own grave.

The tremor on his body was uncontrollable, but fortunately the north wind was howling outside, and the slightest tremor on the snow was not eye-catching.

"She fell? The horses are still here. ”

"I don't know. Shall I go down and see? ”

"Be careful."

"Wait, there's footprints here."

"She really has the courage to climb up, it's such a cold day......" the man sneezed, "we close the mountain, and she will freeze to death early tomorrow morning, so why bother looking for it." ”

"Bastard, what's so important about her life, what the Heavenly Master wants is that arm!"

Celestial Master? Is it the auspicious rui that Vodech is talking about? Do they also want Jimo's severed arm? I bit my lip, but I couldn't bite the cold shiver. If there is a real dragon over there, it will indeed do the same, after all, the meaning of the negative words is that almost the whole world is pinned on me and this broken arm.

"We've been in her room so many times, how many times have we found that arm? Definitely on her. ”

I'm not surprised that they have visited my room many times, and it wasn't a one-night affair along the way. It's just that the broken arm is not on me every night. Normally, I couldn't bear to look at the blue and purple arm, and I would only open the box to take a look at it when I got to the next station and added ice.

Whenever I went to a dwelling, I always had to dig a hole in the bed, and it didn't penetrate the planks, but only half of it. The size is just enough to fit the box in, and if the mattress is made and my thick brocade is hidden at night, no one will notice. I've done this many times, and I'm already familiar with it. Obviously, I would never have thought that my hands could also split wood with a dagger.

Every night when I go to bed, my hands are always on this wooden box, and the slightest sound can wake me up. Because of this, they tried again and again to find it without success, and until today, they have leaked their whereabouts.

I didn't dare close my eyes and watch the empty snow get thicker and thicker.

"Let's go up and look for it, there are no good horses in the inn, third brother, you take this horse down." She damn let the horses go. ”

It's good, one less person.

I heard the reluctant neighing of horses, the ugly scolding of men, and the sound of feet stepping on the snow and walking with a shallow foot. For a long time, it was quiet all around, and there was no sound, even the sound of others marching was little by little. My eyes were blurred and I was cold, but I couldn't get out of the snow. I knew it was time for me to go out, they wouldn't be out of here for long, I didn't have much time, but my limbs were stiff and numb, and I tried my best, but my palms couldn't even hold my fists.

Perhaps, that's all I can do, go to sleep, and die in the snow? Natural disasters have escaped, but they have been planted on man-made disasters.

"Don't die, you said, you won't leave me a single aster flower."

A voice suddenly sounded, awakening me from my wandering deep thoughts. Such words, which were almost headless and endless, made my heart throb violently, and in an instant, the pain spread to my limbs.

I struggled a bit, pushed away the snow that was getting thicker and thicker, and struggled to lift myself up until I found the place of my foot.

Liao Xiao, stand up, stand up......

I said to myself over and over again, and it was only then that my numb legs began to feel conscious.

But when I bent my legs and squatted on the ground, I was unsteady and lightheaded, and I fell down suddenly. The body rolled down uncontrollably.

Under the seemingly smooth snow, full of gravel sharp corners, thorns and dead branches, my body swept over it, and there was a pain in scratching the flesh, as if there were barbs in those places, hooking my skin and muscles.

I don't know when my body stopped, but by the time I reacted, my left leg was broken, and I twisted it next to my right leg in an awkward position. I am very content, such a road, without throwing away my life, I am very content.

I can't count on the minus to save me every time.

I propped myself up, stiffly brushing the snow off my dress, the soft midcoat was already frozen and stiff, and there was an echo when I hit it.

It's a two-day ride on horseback, how do I walk on one leg? Sitting in the snow, I lifted my chin and thought quietly. The hand unconsciously caressed his right leg, which had only suffered some skin trauma, shattered the ice chips, lifted the corner of his skirt, and his severed arm, tied to my ankle, went through such a bumpy journey, and did not lose it. Fortunately, the weather is so cold and the wind and snow are so heavy, even if there is no ice box, there is no need to worry.

I breathed a sigh of relief, lowered the corners of my skirt, and looked around.

I should always find a place with people, and if I can't cure this leg, I have to borrow a horse. There are only two days left to go, and I can hold on. Isn't it?

I don't know how I spent that day. Crawling on an empty stomach and crawling on my hands in the cold, endless snow for a whole day, watching the sun set, I almost despaired, and yet, just when I thought I was going to die, out of the corner of my eye, a wisp of cooking smoke swept by.

In this way, I found a family, a shabby, deserted family, with only an old man with sparse gray hair. He lit a fire stove and softened the hard cabbage gang.

Perhaps it was because I was older and more experienced, or maybe my appearance was more pitiful than terrible, the old man gave me a bowl of rice and a piece of clothing, put a simple frame on the old scalper at home, helped me up, and asked me where I was going.

So I went back to the barracks, and sat in the ox cart, and the old cow put off the schedule for four days, but fortunately it arrived safely.

The time was just right, and it was the time when the camp was setting up a pot for cooking, and I saw the smoke from a distance.

Jimo is now facing off against the two armies of Fuqi, and there are thousands of people at every turn, and their deeds cannot be hidden, so they often order people to make the stove fire very prosperous, and the smoke rises straight and fast, as if there are many people here who are anxious to start eating.

The old scalper's steps were still unhurried, and I was numb to time and didn't rush it.

After moving for a long time, I finally arrived at the entrance of the camp, the scalper and the old man did not raise their eyes to see, I was about to fall asleep, I was awakened by the sound of swords, and I raised my body before I could open my eyes, the clothes on my head slipped off, and the voice of the soldiers guarding the camp trembled slightly: "Liao, Miss Liao......?" ”

I squinted my eyes and nodded, and the man hurriedly let him go, and sent a small servant into the camp to report.

I was a little sleepy, leaning on a pile of miscellaneous items in the ox cart.

Suddenly, I heard a rush of footsteps, and there was clearly the sound of armor colliding, but it was still so urgent...... I tried to open my eyes to see, but I didn't find anything, and my body suddenly warmed.

Warm, warm makes people hot.

"Why is it so long?" I can't hear joy or sorrow in his voice. He is no longer the leader of the stragglers in the mountains, but the general of these tens of thousands, and he can no longer reveal all his emotions like that, and be close to everyone like a family. I know.

"What's wrong?"

I shook my head.

"Why do you wear so little? I'll take you back, and then I'll prepare hot tea, you warm up first. ”

I leaned on him obediently, and I didn't have any strength left in my body.

Rolling down the snowy mountain, I could climb for a day without eating or drinking, and I could endure the bumpy and cold wind on the mountain road for four days, but the moment I saw him, I had no strength, and it was so heavy and difficult to even lift my eyelids.

The moment he picked me up, it hurt my leg, and I didn't even have the strength to snort in pain. I didn't know anything like this, I didn't think about it, I fell on his shoulder, and fell asleep.