[Han Ye] Unknown guest

The carriage was rolling on Xiaosha's official road. The terrain here is much flatter and wider than before. Evergreen dwarf trees are planted on both sides of the official road. The air seems to be covered with a layer of yellow veil. Also spread out.

The person driving the horse in front of the carriage is dressed in black, wearing the setting sun, and the resolute face under the brim of the hat can be seen faintly.He passed through a place with a lot of gravel, and the carriage behind him was bouncing up and down. There was a sudden "clang" in the interior, followed by another cry of pain. It must be that the people in the carriage knocked on the roof beam.

Ye Xiu rubbed his forehead, his eyes were staring at the pain, he lifted the curtain, and said to Han Wenqing, "Oh, it hurts...don't tell me when you're on the gravel road?"

Han Wenqing's voice was distorted by the wind: "I can only blame myself for not being able to sit still."

"Even if you don't take pity on me, take pity on this head that hides the map and the formation." Ye Xiu didn't put the curtain down, just started talking to Han Wenqing, observing Han Wenqing's expression, and said, " Are you naive or not, are you still angry?"

This is their third day out of town.

On the night of the Lantern Festival, they broke up on the boat.Han Wenqing finally let him go in disappointment. The atmosphere between the two became much colder. Ye Xiu stubbornly kept silent. Compete with each other who is more calm.In the end, Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu started their journey again after getting up in the morning without even saying hello.

Ye Xiu understood why Han Wenqing was angry, he knew he was the one who started the conversation but didn't make it clear first.In fact——in fact, if it weren't for Han Wenqing's sudden kiss, Ye Xiu would have been able to tell the matter calmly, but now his mood has been completely disturbed, and Ye Xiu himself can't understand it.If Han Wenqing had even a half-hearted thought for him, he would have to run far away, and it would be best if he could send Han Wenqing to his destination as soon as possible, and he would leave completely.

So far, he has no cure that can completely heal himself. It is more suitable for a person to live in this river and lake. For more feelings, he can neither give nor accept.Whether it's happy or anything else, it's all accidents, and it can't be taken as normal just because he is indulging in it. If he really wants to do Han Wenqing's good, he would rather not say anything.

Ye Xiu just wanted to bury all these in his heart silently, without revealing any flaws.

Right now, he was sitting in the rickety carriage, leaning on the frame to look at Han Wenqing's back.When driving to the fork in the coppice, Han Wenqing turned sideways and asked, "Which direction is it?"

Ye Xiu stuck his head out and looked around: "Let me see."

After a while, he said, "Take the one to the right."

Han Wenqing slowed down the speed of the car, turned the horse's hooves and ran to the right. This is the area completely deviated from the nearby herdsmen's camp, and he wants to go to the wasteland.When the two came, they asked the nearby herdsmen for some ways to move forward in the White Desert, as well as a wide tent to keep out the cold at night.The climate here is changeable, and the snow often falls when the sun is at its peak. They regard it as a punishment from the gods, and they must go inside to worship the sky every year.

Only Han Wenqing and Ye Xiumingjiu were caused by the vision of the secret realm.Ye Xiu did the math, and they should be able to reach the entrance in just three nights, as long as they can break through the formation smoothly and don't have to travel.

The sky in front of him was as dark as night, spliced ​​together with the crimson crimson above his head, as if randomly sewn together by the giant hand of a god, abrupt and treacherous.

Ye Xiu didn't get into the carriage anymore, he sat down on the shaft and showed Han Wenqing the way.Han rode the horse beside him, and the two were almost shoulder to shoulder. Ye Xiu didn't wear a bamboo hat, and his eyes were a little sore from the long wind. He simply propped up his knees and covered half of his face with his palm.

For a long time without words.Seeing that his eyes were red, Han Wenqing asked in a firm tone, "Why didn't you wear the girdle for you?"

"I don't dare." Ye Xiu's voice was muffled by the palm of his hand, "I'm afraid you will get angry and feel that you shouldn't be too nice to me, who doesn't even want to tell the truth."

Han Wenqing was choked up by his nonsense and fallacies.Ye Xiu put down an arm that was supporting his face. The scar on his chest throbbed for some reason, but there was no sign of illness. Ye Xiu thought for a while and said, "It doesn't take long, as long as they reach you to the Entrance, to successfully end this journey, I will do my best.”

He called his journey these days, and Han Wenqing was silent for a moment, then said coldly:

"...What do you plan to do after that?"

"Let's go back to the teahouse. After all, we have to ask An Wenyi to continue prescribing the medicine." Ye Xiu smiled, "I guess Xiao Qiao has already brought the soldiers and horses from the palace halfway, so he can follow our footsteps and come after us. At that time, I only hope that the rebellious party can be strangled. After that, whether he will return to Beijing or continue to stay by my side is entirely up to him."

Han Wenqing listened to him talking about this and that, but he ignored his own arrangements, and only wanted to ask the most core question: "How do you treat your illness?"

Ye Xiu paused: "One step is one step."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately let out a long sigh: "If someday I... remember to go to the green hills every spring to burn incense sticks for me."

"What nonsense!" Han Wenqing swallowed his ominous words. Ye Xiu turned around and stopped making fun of himself. He knew that it was a child's heart to stab Han Wenqing with such words, but he wanted him to treat Han Wenqing seriously. Qing left behind the farewell that he didn't know when he would be able to use it, he would just put the words on his lips and grind for days and nights, but he couldn't say it.

For so many days, they never broke any straightforward words, Ye Xiu knew that he couldn't have the cheek to ask clearly.

He would rather think that Han Wenqing was drunk, when he just had some delusions after being intimate with him a few times, when he was just the result of his caring without impurities, and his temper that has always been used to drawing swords to help... They used to have nothing but flair for each other Luyue's admiration and fighting spirit are now shattered, and some other emotions are fermented.

This emotion can neither make them calm and honest, nor can it make the two of them part with each other.

At noon on the second day, after crossing the storm-like sand waterfall, they finally approached the deserted land - no one had been here before, and the sand pit was as huge as an inverted dome, as if it was connected to the surrounding air currents and the sky. All the clouds will be involved in this vortex.Their carriage had already stopped outside the storm, and here there was lightning and thunder, but it was as clear as day.

Xiao Dian had been hidden in Ye Xiu's arms and dared not come out. Ye Xiu glanced at Han Wenqing, vaguely worried. He held up an umbrella, trying to temporarily block the flying stones for the two of them. The sound of the wind was as sharp as a sharp knife cutting ear, he said loudly to Han Wenqing: "This is it!"

Han Wenqing put his arms across the umbrella, temporarily revealing a slit for observing the front. The bunker looked like a dried up lake, but a strange light was faintly shining through. The two looked at each other and lay on their backs at the same time , sliding into the center of the vortex along the direction of the sand flow!

They were swallowed and spit out by this lake, and the two kept falling in the boundless darkness. Ye Xiu saw that Han Wenqing was swept away by the huge air current, so he quickly unscrewed the umbrella, and the mechanism on the top of the umbrella twisted by itself. A thin piece of iron polished wings stretched out and gradually turned.Ye Xiu subconsciously yelled at him: "Han Wenqing!"

The latter tried to flatten his body, stretched out his hand to reach Ye Xiu's hanging down to grab his hand, their fingertips touched and then separated, Ye Xiu was startled, he fished twice in the air in vain, and finally pulled out from his arms. He took out the suede girdle from the middle, and he flicked it at Han Wenqing, who finally grabbed it and clasped his hands on the girdle.Fortunately...Ye Xiu heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly took the opportunity to grab Han Wenqing's arm, his palms were sweating profusely.

The two people's fall became smoother under the deceleration of the Thousand Manifestation Umbrella. Han Wenqing followed Ye Xiu and held the handle of the umbrella. Ye Xiu was lighter than him. Han Wenqing took the umbrella directly and put his arms around Ye Xiu's waist. Glancing at each other, Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows silently, turned his eyes away and looked down at his feet, he might as well have been frightened for a long time, and finally found a ray of light emerging from the darkness.

It's the sound of water.

The two held their breath and listened carefully to the ethereal sound coming from a distance, which was lighter than water droplets falling into the lake, but they really caught it, like a trickle flowing into a river and sea, it gurgles.As they continued to fall, they realized that the light they saw just now was a bright goose stream, and the brilliant sky light from Zehuang filled the water. Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu fell from the vast clouds and finally landed on the ground.

Ye Xiu coughed, Han Wenqing let go of his hand, and the two of them backed up a little at the same time.They looked around, Ye Xiu put away the umbrella and said with emotion: "The scenery is really nice."

The green dove popped out of Ye Xiu's arms, and began to fly happily around. No one had set foot here yet. The birds in the sky flitted past the lush treetops, and the eyes were full of smoky green, primitive and magnificent, moon-white. The stream flows all the way to the sky.

Han Wenqing asked him, "Do you know where the late emperor's relics are buried?"

Ye Xiu thought about it, looked to the east, pointed to the high mountain not far away, and said, "It should be at the bottom of that mountain."

They set off immediately and headed east along the lush ancient forest. The place is quiet and pure, and it is easy to forget everything. It seems that they are in a world where only the two of them are alone, and even everything on the clouds has nothing to do with them. .

The light penetrated the gaps in the leaves, and their figures were elongated in the fresh ground, overlapping indistinctly.

The oriole was flying low, and the wild birds were pacing. Maybe it was too comfortable at the moment, Ye Xiu finally yawned.Hearing this, Han Wenqing thought that they had indeed been sleepless for several days just to avoid staying in the desert. Right now, both physically and mentally, they were at the most exhausted moment, and there was only half a stick of incense left from the high mountain. Han Wenqing looked around, Seeing that the hillside ahead is relatively open, he suggested: "Let's rest for a while."

They were leaning against the never-fading tree in Zehuang, the shadow of the tree swayed gently on the two of them, the breeze swept across the hillside, and the fragrant grass clippings were raised. At first, Han Wenqing only planned to sit for a short while, but Really unable to resist the sudden surge of drowsiness, he leaned against the tree trunk and tried to close his eyes to rest his mind.After Ye Xiu found out, he just looked at it for a few seconds, and then slowly looked away.

Although his body is not as good as before, in fact, Han Wenqing was much more tired than him during this trip, and his rest time was shorter than him, and he had to find time to detoxify himself... Xiao Dian looked around them curiously. It whirled and barked twice, as if to ask why it stopped, but Ye Xiu raised his index finger to his mouth, and made a "shh" gesture to signal it to be quieter.

When Han Wen woke up, the sky was a little darker, and fiery red clouds began to rise from the skyline. He put his hands on the ground and wanted to sit up, but found that the grass beside him was wet and cold, and there was no one. Han Wenqing frowned. , he immediately stood up and wanted to find Ye Xiu, but when he looked forward, he saw Ye Xiu with his back to him, sitting on a hillside not far away, playing a tune with a leaf in his hand.

The tall grass waves submerged half of his body.Ye Xiu didn't play the toast song this time, but changed to a melodious and melodious water town song. Han Wenqing was a little surprised that Ye Xiu still remembered this style of tune, and he even felt that Ye Xiu's back was a little unreal in the twilight of Sihe.

Ye Xiu was actually the same as the song he was playing, a bit stuttering and out of tune, but he could still go straight to the sky, and would extend far away when the wind lifted him. He was like a leaf, free and easy. The sharp edge is hidden at the edge, it seems that it doesn't matter who falls into anyone's hand at any time, but in fact no one can catch it.

Han Wenqing suddenly felt melancholy, this is what Ye Xiu should look like.The appearance of the other party's unbearable pain at the time of the attack reappeared before his eyes, which could not overlap with this very youthful back.

He slowly walked behind Ye Xiu.Ye Xiu knew he was coming, but he didn't turn around until the last difficult tune was slammed by him. Ye Xiu smiled, sat up from the hillside, and patted off the grass clippings on his body:

"Wake up? Let's go then."

When they walked around the high mountain, it was already sunset, and the setting sun was completely absorbed by the mountain pass. When the last ray passed away and the moon rose, they saw a halo of light starting to swim faintly on a wordless tablet in front of the mountain. Ye Xiu Standing on the other side of the stele, he squatted down a little bit, and saw the pattern floating on the surface of the stele by tracing the moonlight.

The pattern was like an astrolabe, and Ye Xiu had read the pages of Wang Jiexi's scroll all the year round, and he understood a little bit. Han Wenqing asked behind him, "How is it?"

"Go inside and have a look." Ye Xiu glanced at the stele again, "I wrote it down."

However, Han Wenqing thought about it, and to be cautious, he directly used the palm of his hand and wiped a line heavily on the stele, and the pattern suddenly shattered.Ye Xiu seemed to guess what he was thinking, so he didn't say anything.

They walked into the tall stone gate without any communication, like stepping into a dead and unknown pool.

"Did you hear?"

Ye Xiu tried his best to lower his voice and asked.

Han Wenqing scratched the word "one" on his shoulder as his affirmative answer.

When they were about to reach the bottom of the mountain, they all heard a strange sound, which was not the sound that should exist in this secret realm, and when they were outside the door, the two of them had already clearly sensed the approaching killing intent—it was the group of rebels who were chasing after them. Coming up, Han Wenqing destroyed the inscription precisely to prevent them from getting the above mystery.

The most important thing right now is to find the relics of the late emperor. The two of them don't want to fight back and entangle each other, so they can only walk forward.

The inside of the mountain was actually an extremely huge maze. Ye Xiu found that the astrolabe pattern just now was the route of this maze. Loud up.These people had no route, so they could only split up and run wild. Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu just wanted to hurry up, so that the other party could get something and leave before trying to find a way out.

There was not even a trace of fire in the labyrinth separated by the stone wall. In this dark space, Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu could only confirm whether the people beside them were still there by their extremely shallow breathing.After walking for an unknown amount of time, their field of vision widened. Half of the sarcophagus stood in the middle of the ground, facing the top of the mountain directly above, and a faint moonlight leaked out.

They slowed down, approached the sarcophagus slowly, brushed off the thick dust on it, and then removed the lid, and saw a half-sized lacquer box embedded in it side by side, exactly the same as the one Ye Xiu brought out of the palace when he died. Then lie down and look at a copper-gold board, which has been carefully carved by the most skilled craftsmen, and the dragon's veins are faintly visible in the gold thread.

The two held one piece each, and carefully took them out from the sarcophagus. The moment their hands touched, the boulder hanging from their hearts fell heavily.

Han Wenqing carefully carried the lacquer box in his arms, and asked Ye Xiu, "How do I get out?"

"There is a dead end in front of you, and you can only fly out from the small opening on the top of the mountain." Ye Xiu looked up at the light spot above, "Then climb out from the sand cave at the source of the stream."

"It's not too late, we..."

"Go? Where are you going?"

A rough shout suddenly interrupted Han Wenqing's words, and the two immediately became alert, and they both took defensive postures and looked towards the source of the sound.

A burst of chaotic running sounds came one after another. It sounded like there were hundreds of people, [-]% more than the number who blocked Ye Xiu in the previous night. The leader walked out of the darkness with a grim expression on his face:

"Thank you for leading the way, otherwise it would be really difficult to find this broken place."

Ye Xiu couldn't hide his surprise, his expression was serious:

"Liu Hao? It's you?"

Han Wenqing glanced at him, and remembered that this was one of the subordinates who were swept out of the army by Ye Xiu a long time ago because of repeated admonitions in private fighting.It's just that at this moment, his face is blue, his eyes protrude, and he looks violent and terrifying. Han Wenqing didn't recognize him for a while.

"Why, can't it be me?" Liu Hao pressed his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, and said through gritted teeth, "I should have eradicated you in the rat's den where you were hiding, but these useless bastards are not smart enough to let you die." You are lucky, and escaped for a while, so I have to come here in person."

But Ye Xiu smiled disdainfully: "It turns out that you were the one who betrayed all this to the rebellious party...Let me guess, you were expelled from the city by me. The secret of the dragon’s veins, so you took the initiative to offer advice, because only you know how to decipher the secret orders in the army, and when they intercepted the news, you solved the mission content, and you made the ambush.”

After he finished speaking, he said calmly: "If I had known earlier that you were such a scum, I should have kicked you out of the army earlier."

Liu Hao's complacent expression hadn't risen yet, and his face froze in an instant. He narrowed his eyes and said angrily, "The God of Fighting probably only has his words left, so I advise you to seize the time to be more proud, anyway. You are not far from a corpse!"

Han Wenqing subconsciously took a step forward, staring at the enemies around him who were about to move.

Liu Hao's eyes suddenly turned back and forth on Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu, and said in a strange tone: "Hmph, you were lucky three years ago, and you took your life from my sword. Does it feel good to die?"

Ye Xiu frowned. When he was deep, he was only focused on fighting, and he had no time to find out who the lurking rebels were. What's more, the opponents were all covered with black iron, so Ye Xiu couldn't see clearly what happened to him. who is it.

He clenched his fists, his face was serious, and suddenly he remembered something, and panic flashed in his eyes for a moment.

Han Wenqing didn't want to hear Liu Hao rambling any longer. When Liu Hao ridiculed Ye Xiu, he felt extremely bored and wished he could knock Liu Hao to the ground so that he wouldn't say another word.So Han Wenqing directly attacked Liu Hao, he swung his fist violently, and knocked Liu Hao back several strides when Liu Hao was caught off guard, Liu Hao took a surprise attack, and his cheekbones were already swollen.

Liu Hao's face was sullen: "Give it to me!"

The momentum of hundreds of people rushing made the mountain tremble. Han Wenqing disdained to fight with these rats, and knocked them down with a sweep of his palm. This kind of goods is enough.Ye Xiu cooperated with him to block the waves of slashing from behind, and the umbrella in his hand was so perfect that others couldn't get close to them.

Liu Hao himself couldn't help but drew his sword and rushed forward. Han Wenqing punched his arm and wrist. Liu Hao staggered a few steps, and suddenly turned to Ye Xiu who was facing the two of them with his back not far away. Han Wenqing immediately swept towards Liu Hao with his legs crossed. Ye Xiu quickly dodged when he heard the movement. Liu Hao was almost tripped by Han Wenqing. Han Wenqing——

This blow was too fast, and Han Wenqing's left shoulder was about to be chopped off. The latter quickly dodged, but it seemed that it was still a step too late. Liu Hao's revengeful smile gradually rose, but he did not cut Han Wenqing's left shoulder as expected. arm cut off—

His knife slashed against an umbrella that was as solid as a shield.Liu Hao looked in surprise, Ye Xiu rushed to help at the very moment, but the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella was held up hastily, he was thrown a few meters away by Liu Hao's strength, and fell to the foot of the sarcophagus, Ye Xiu grunted in pain, wiped the The blood around the mouth.

"It's you again..." Liu Hao was extremely angry, his voice trembling, and finally he gave a sinister grin, "You are really great, Ye Xiu."

Holding the knife, he walked towards Ye Xiu step by step: "Every time you have to be the saint who sacrificed himself to save others...it's disgusting."

Just two steps away from Ye Xiu, Liu Hao's shoulder seemed to be pressed by heavy iron—Han Qing pinched his right shoulder, preventing him from taking a step forward.

Ye Xiu was expressionless, spat out blood, and said sarcastically, "It's a disease that can't tolerate others in your eyes. It's a terminal disease. Treat it when you have time."

"You!" Liu Hao was about to explode, but Han Wenqing restrained him too tightly, and he couldn't even break free.

He glanced at Han Wenqing, and in an instant, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and looked Ye Xiu up and down.

Ye Xiu's heart beat violently, he knew what Liu Hao was going to say—

I only heard Liu Hao poking his eyes, and his tone was hateful and poisonous. Every word was like the sound of bells and drums, slapping Han Wenqing's ears violently:

"You are really so-called obsessed with Han Wenqing, no matter just now or three years ago... you are actually willing to be the scapegoat who blocked the knife for him!"