Bingzhu Zhao Sinan

"Knife, knife, you said I told the young master about the little master being dressed in women's clothing, how would the young master react?" Xia Da stared nervously at his own knife.

He has been with Xia Da with a knife for more than ten years. It can be regarded as Xia Da's half life. Now this half life stays in the mossy corner, leaning against the blue brick wall, without saying a word, like a middle-aged man who is rejected by his wife. Uncle Frustrated Years.

Xia Da turned his face to the other side, choked his throat and changed his tune so that people would want to hit someone when they heard it, "As for the young master's temperament of being a friend of the dead but not a poor one, [-]% of the people who watched the fire from the other side probably accounted for [-]%. You were by my side at that time , if the little master wants to vent his anger, he will come closer, right?"

The side knife stands in the autumn wind, motionless, and with the yellowing moss around it, it is a bit desolate and desolate.

Xia Da himself was full of drama, turned his face away again, and asked in his own voice, desolately and fearfully, "What can I do, who will save me, I don't want to die, I don't even have a wife. "

There was a silent silence with the knife, and the blade was as straight as ever.

Xia Da grabbed his hair, "Knife! Why don't you speak, you are still not my half-life! We have been born and died for more than ten years, why don't you speak!"

With a knife do not speak.

Xia Da glared at the knife angrily, and squatted stiffly for a while, his legs were numb, and he couldn't even gather the strength to get angry, so he sat down on the ground, "Otherwise, I'd better prepare the suicide note, and by the way, help the young master to prepare it too." One copy, wait a minute, if the mastermind is the young master, I will be an accessory at most, the crime should not be punishable by death, should it?" Xia Da thought happily, "Then the young master's suicide note should..." All the inheritance belongs to me!

Cheng Zhou answered Xia Da mysteriously, "What happened to my suicide note?"

The poor Xia Da was sitting on the ground at this moment, not more embarrassing, and changed the subject bluntly, "We have a smooth peace negotiation with Shangdu Jinghui. Let's send someone over to get in touch." In order to prevent Cheng Zhou from questioning, he was very clever and preemptively added another question, "Little master went to sleep?"

Shi You was very unhappy by the room full of spices, and went straight to the hot springs as soon as he returned to the Hou Mansion. Cheng Zhou strolled over to get Shi You clean clothes, and was thinking about adding a large group of servants and maidservants to the empty mansion. It's outrageous that Lord Ben should do all the clothes himself, but by chance, I saw Xia Da squatting in a corner and pointing at his knife, making a fool of himself.

Before the bad breath in the morning was over, Cheng Zhou saw through Xia Da's guilty conscience at a glance, "It's the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce. Give up, even if I'm dead, my bones are slag, and I don't have a penny for you. What's wrong with you?" Is there someone who can let you write a suicide note?"

Xia Da faltered and explained the fact that Boss Chen broke the women's clothing.

Cheng Zhou had just been told by Shi You personally not long ago, and he did not follow Xia Da's intention to show a look of surprise or nervousness, but instead had a serious face, as if he was caught in a thought.

Xia Da stared nervously at Cheng Zhou, "Master, you must have never thought about what you would do if you were found out, right?"

Cheng Zhou glanced at Xia Da sideways, and asked a question inscrutablely, "The newly transplanted crabapple trees are not bad, they are getting more and more capable. Are the flowers and trees you transplanted male or female?"

Xia Da was baffled, and felt that his young master might have fallen from a tree when he was seven years old, and his head injury hadn't healed yet. "Women give birth to children, men inseminate blood, trees bloom, pollinate, and bear fruit. You can take care of yourself. What kind of male and female?"

Cheng Zhou's gaze made Xia Da even more irritable. It was a kind of gaze that was similar to how I gave you a piece of candy, but you couldn't peel the candy wrapper, mixed with ridicule and pity.

Cheng Zhou said, "Does Lord Yan care about women's clothing?"

The more Xia Da spoke, the more confused he became, and his voice became more and more erratic, "It seems that I really don't care, the little master is not the kind of person who holds grudges behind his back, if he didn't beat me up on the spot, he would definitely not care about it, right? "

Cheng Zhou thought of another thing, and looked at the corridor absently, "Yes, yes. Besides, after so long, the person Yan Luojun is looking for should already have a clue?"

What he said changed the topic by a thousand miles, and expressed Cheng Zhou's intention to watch the excitement with his hands in a tactful way. He only said that Xia Da's heart was filled with cold, as if he had fallen into an ice hole in three or nine days, and he was numb. With a stiff face, he walked away to prepare his suicide note.

Once Cheng Zhou started to pay attention, all kinds of news came back soon. It happened that Cheng Zhou went out to buy a maid, and Xia Da, who couldn't write well and was trembling for several days, couldn't write a fluent sentence, finally gave up trying to figure out the temper of the little master. , came to see Shi You with the only note that could be called a good intention in recent days, saying that there was a person suspected of Shi You was looking for passing by on the top of Qingjiao Mountain.

"Is it the top of Qingjiao Mountain?" Shi You repeated, "Bring me the map."

Xia Da opened the map and pointed out the location to Shi You, and said, "The news came back seven days ago, so I rushed over to fear that people would leave early, and I'm not sure if it is, and the place is remote and desolate, and there are wild forests. It will take two days. If you want to go in person, you might as well wait a little longer, our manpower has already been concentrated there, and we will wait for more detailed news."

"I've waited for 300 years, and if I wait any longer, I'm afraid I'll forget what I'm waiting for."

When he really set off, Xia Da was delayed by various chores instead, so he had to send a coachman very sorry.

The whole luggage is very simple, only a carriage and a coachman with a few days of change and dry food. Xia Da looked at the crude carriage and simple luggage. The driver’s hair hadn’t been washed for three days, and the dry food was so rough that he couldn’t swallow it without drinking water. Going on, Xia Da even felt that he had to write the suicide note again.On the contrary, it was Shi You who was not picky at a single strand of his hair, and waved his hand to signal the coachman to start to leave.

It took three days for the carriage to arrive at the foot of Qingjiao Mountain.

Qingjiao Mountain is very big and the road is not easy to walk.

It started to rain.

The coachman looked up at the sky, and when he whipped down, the horse neighed, and its strong and powerful limbs pulled the carriage and galloped along the mountain path.

Suddenly a sudden stop.

"Huh——" the reins were tightened suddenly, the horse's front hooves were raised high, panting heavily and shaking its head irritably, the mane was not so softly attached to the neatly trimmed fur.

"Little master, there are two people blocking the car in front, do you see?" the driver carefully asked for instructions.

"Go directly."

"Besides those two people, there is a tree falling on the road, our car may not be able to get through it." The coachman realized after reporting that the tree was probably placed on the road by those two people deliberately to stop the car.Normally relying on the signboard of Lord Hou's Mansion, I have never seen these moths. As soon as I changed to a low-key and simple car, ghosts and monsters came out.For a while, I was a little angry and yelled at the two people, "Do you know whose frame this is, move the tree away quickly, and be careful that you can't eat it and walk around!"

At this time, the two people also noticed the carriage, and both rushed over excitedly.The rain soaked their clothes, and the two of them looked extremely embarrassed.

One of these two people was dressed as a scholar, or a rich scholar, and the clothes were all high-quality, and the other was a woodcutter, who didn't drop the bundle of firewood on his back when his old clothes were soaked and ran over. Old, half of the beard and hair are gray, and the wrinkles on the face show decades of wind and frost.

The young scholar started shouting before he even got to the car, "Mr. passing by, please give me a lift, Liu Yun. I will thank you very much in the future!"

While talking, the old woodcutter also ran over, and before he could catch his breath, he knelt down and began to kowtow, "My lord, please do me a favor, my little granddaughter is sick, she has a high fever and keeps talking nonsense, the little old man has to go to the city to ask for a doctor , please take me a while."

The muddy rainwater filled up the puddles on the small mountain road, and the shady rain became bigger unconsciously.

"Let's go." The coachman didn't dare to make his own decisions. Hearing Shi You's order again, he hurriedly apologized, jumped off the carriage and ran quickly to remove the tree blocking the road.

Taking advantage of the time when the coachman went out, the scholar recklessly pushed the door of the carriage, and said, "Liu Yun, my family has quite a lot of property. If you get help from your husband, you will come to the door with a big gift to thank you!"

The old woodcutter looked pitiful, his hands were chapped, his gray hair was in a mess, but he also knew his status was low, and if he stepped forward rashly, he might offend the nobleman, so he could only endure the anxiety in his heart, and watched the scholar knock on the door in agony.

The car door seemed to be sealed, no matter how hard the scholar tried his best, he didn't push it. The scholar was used to being arrogant, and the cold water soaked his whole body. It was terrible, and I desperately wanted to open the car door, change into dry clothes, wipe my hair, and drink a cup of hot tea.The car door in front of me is like a blocker, shutting out all the comfort I imagined.Scholar almost hated this door.

At this time, the coachman had already removed the big tree and cleared away the broken stones. When he returned to the carriage, he saw the scholar pushing the door with all his strength. He stepped forward in shock, pulled the scholar down and pushed him to the ground, shouting, "Chaos!" What are you pushing, don't die!"

The scholar suddenly fell down and was splashed with muddy water, his expression was bewildered, he didn't expect that someone would dare to drag him down, and then anger welled up in his heart, he stood up with mud still on his hands, and walked straight to the coachman The coachman was slapped fiercely in front of him, the mud mixed with fine gravel scratched the coachman's face, and the shape of the mud handprint was clearly and completely rubbed on the face of the coachman who dared not resist.

Then the scholar knocked on the door again, and this time he got the result quickly, "Don't get in the way, no matter how rainy it is, the torrent is coming, it's so wet and annoying."

The scholar was terrified, almost instinctively looked up at the sky the moment he heard it, the sky was gray, the clouds were low, and his soaked clothes made him unresponsive, only then did he suddenly realize that the rain was worse than It was bigger just now, and the front of the raindrops connected to the back, almost forming a line, and the force of the raindrops hitting the face was painful.

The rain actually rose so fast, it was still light rain when it was pushed to the big tree blocking the road.The scholar thought blankly, and then a warning line suddenly pierced into his heart, Shan Flood!

torrents!Flash floods!

The cold body that had already been drenched by the cold rain was covered with hot sweat, his heart beat faster, his pupils dilated, and his usually pampered and soft hands and feet were suddenly infused with extremely powerful strength. The scholar jumped onto the shaft of the carriage with incredible agility, Shouting at the coachman, "Hurry up!"

The coachman was first stunned by the bad news of the mountain torrent, and thought in a daze, no way, I haven’t posted it for more than 20 years, so I just happened to meet him, then he was awakened by the scholar’s ​​roar, isn’t this It's a matter of size, if one in ten thousand misfortune encounters a mountain torrent, he will be [-]% dead. He doesn't have any extra lives to gamble on. He also has a wife and children to support.

The old woodcutter seemed to be forgotten by others. He didn't know if he had reacted to the news of the future mountain torrents. He was thinking about his granddaughter's illness. The granddaughter of the old man is sick and needs to call a doctor, and the little old man will be repaid in the next life. I beg you to show kindness..."

The carriage was slow when it first got up, and finally alarmed the old woodcutter who was immersed in his granddaughter's illness. The old woodcutter was kneeling in front of the carriage, and had to detour in order not to bump into his carriage, so it was delayed for a while. Watching in horror that the carriage was about to leave, Chaos's brain was finally split open. He realized that once the carriage left, he would not be able to invite the doctor back in time, so he exploded with amazing mobility and caught up with the carriage before it had time to accelerate. Tightly grabbed the side of the carriage, "You can't go, take me with you, my granddaughter is still waiting for the doctor to save her life! You can't go!"

The old woodcutter exploded with astonishing strength, he pulled the carriage out of the way by a size, and as a result, misfortune never came singly, and it sank into the mud.

The coachman beat the horse desperately, and the carriage kept slipping in the mud because of the old woodcutter's desperate dragging.

Everyone is trying their best to survive, for themselves and for others. This vigorous desire to survive is vividly presented in the tearing of various extreme emotions.

so good.Shi You was reclining in the carriage, clean and fresh, which was incompatible with the wet scene under the gloomy sky outside.

It's great, there is someone you can wait for, look forward to, and love without any scruples, and that person has already forgotten him, disappeared among mountains, rivers and seas of people, and can't be found anywhere.

Shi You raised his left hand, smooth and delicate, with slender fingers, even the most picky person can't say anything wrong, who knew that this hand was once as dry and ugly as charcoal?

"Coachman, take them with you."

The coachman snorted, the old woodcutter was overjoyed, he let go and squeezed on the shaft of the carriage. Although the carriage was wide, the two big men, the coachman and the scholar, were not visible. It's like meatloaf, especially when the people in the car agreed to take them away, but the car door still didn't open, allowing the three of them to huddle on the cramped shaft.

When fleeing for his life, he had no right to be picky. The scholar endured his complaints and obediently huddled on the shaft of the car to reduce the area that was soaked by the rain.This kind of honesty didn't last long, and the scholar who was proficient in all kinds of calculations calculated a frightening fact. According to the current speed of the carriage, he could barely reach the main road before dark, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The road is getting more and more difficult to walk, the horses pulling the cart will become more and more tired, and the speed of the cart will only become slower and slower. Once it gets dark and rainy nights, you can’t tell the direction or see the road conditions clearly. The way to lose.

No, you can't go on like this, you will die if you go on like this!