Haiyan

Chang Sheng only felt a weight on his body, and then a stabbing pain in his neck. He didn't understand the meaning of Li Su's sudden appearance for a long time, and he didn't care about the numbness in his feet, so he turned over and pressed back directly.

"When did you become a dog!" Chang Sheng thought he was playing tricks on him on purpose, chuckled lightly, and immediately treated him like a man.

Chang Sheng bit hard, without mercy, the pain immediately brought Li Su back to his senses.

"hiss--"

He couldn't help but gasped, Chang Sheng had loosened his teeth and scolded with a smile: "Why are you biting me for nothing! Do you know it hurts?!"

Li Su looked at him quietly, and for a moment there was a complicated look in his heart. The room was extremely quiet, and both of them could hear their weak breathing. Sitting on Li Su's lower abdomen.

"..."

The meager and embarrassing atmosphere stalemate for a long while.

"Hey, really, I'll stay away from you in the future, so that you won't be a beast one day and gnaw me into that dog's mouth like a bone."

Chang Sheng also sensed that there was something wrong in the air, and he didn't dare to look at Li Su at the moment, his eyes flicked to the side indiscriminately, he hurriedly got off the boy and climbed to the side, pretending to be nonchalant and snapping his fingers.

Li Su turned his body sideways, his bundled hair was a little messed up by the few strokes just now, and the brand-new clothes on his body were full of wrinkled marks. Looking at the faint body temperature on Changsheng's neck.

Chang Sheng pinched the cowhide bracelet in his hand and looked at it for a while, then asked Li Su: "What do these messy patterns mean?"

Li Su exhaled lightly, crawled beside him, and tried to stay a little away from Chang Sheng, so as to ensure that he would not think about it.

He said: "It was taught to me by Mr. Ruan in the past. It probably means longevity."

Chang Sheng happily said: "Isn't that my name? But what kind of font is it? Have you ever seen it?"

Li Su chuckled lightly, took the cowhide bracelet over, then grabbed Chang Sheng's wrist, and put it on carefully. His ten fingers were well-articulated, slender and strong, and there was a thin layer of calluses on the pulp of his fingers and the inside of his fore palm. He looks like someone who has practiced martial arts all year round, not like a Changsheng, and is as white and tender as a little girl's fingers.

Li Su pointed to the Teng text on it and said: "This character was handed down from Fuxi's time. I practiced calligraphy when I was young, and Mr. Ruan taught me a lot. Look at this..."

"What kind of bug is this?" Chang Sheng laughed with a sullen head, "It's a bit like the bait we used to catch birds in the mountains in summer."

Li Su was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: "I clearly engraved an auspicious cloud." But he didn't say anything, and Chang Sheng laughed at him.

"Don't lose it." Li Su pretended not to care and dropped a sentence——

This is the first time he has made something by himself in his 13 years of life, so he naturally attaches great importance to it, but he can't let Chang Sheng know, otherwise he will lose face.

Chang Sheng joked, "What if I lose it?"

Li Su said seriously: "If you lose it, you can think about the consequences..."

Chang Sheng grimaced at him, and began to study Li Su's poor craftsmanship.

It was almost dark.

Li Su was about to leave, but just as he stepped on the ground, his face suddenly changed.

"...?"

Chang Sheng followed his gaze, was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly twice, and covered it up: "That was all done before."

He quickly turned over and got off the bed, pulled off the needle stuck in the face of the "straw man" and the piece of paper with Li Su's name on it, threw it on the ground indiscriminately, and said with an awkward smile: "Isn't it that I didn't prick it anymore?" Well, look, I threw it all away."

Li Su instantly understood why his right eyelid always felt twitching in the first few days when he first came to Beilu. Immediately, his long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the pupils were pressed into a line.

Chang Sheng was thinking about how to go up to fool him, when a burst of confusion came in from outside, the warrior said lightly: "Third Prince, news came from the Yan's tent, a moment ago, Madam Ru died."

The heavy snow fell one after another, covering the greenery all over the ground, and it was completely white as far as the eye could see, illuminating the originally dark sky extremely brightly.

The grasslands in October have already ushered in the coldest time of the year. The herdsmen bury the dried meat prepared in autumn in the snow and freeze it until the meat is hard in December. They cut off a piece of meat every time they eat it. Large pieces, brushed with Hokuriku's unique raisin oil, grilled on the fire and eaten, can fill your mouth with fragrance.

Li Su tied the bamboo branch stuffed with the letter raft to the claws of the letter bird. He was wearing a dark blue cloak with a silver fox fur collar around his neck. Dao stood still behind him, and the hard armor on his body was blown by the cold air, as if it could burst at any time.

"Proton is really a family-loving person, and he has frequent contacts with Xihan recently."

His voice was deep and hoarse, and he had an aura of "I will kill anyone who dares to make me unhappy" from the inside out. After Mrs. Ziru left more than half a month ago, his whole body looked like It's all quite strange, especially when dealing with Li Su.

Turning around, Li Su glanced at him indifferently, then chuckled lightly, and said, "Su has never been away from home for such a long time since he was a child, and my father and brother are always thinking about it, so these letters are probably too many."

The implication is: I don't write to one person every time I write, but to two, so you don't have to be surprised if it is more frequent.

Yin Ping sneered and said, "Oh? Really?" He looked up to the west, and continued: "It seems that my elder brother is not as good as the proton's family. The family letter that was originally sent every half a month has been late recently. I haven’t come over for many days, I wonder if the birds in Donglu are naturally delicate and can’t adapt to our climate in Beilu, so they don’t want to come here?”

An inexplicable look flashed across Li Su's eyes, but Yin Ping caught him right away. The former concealed it very naturally, and said with care: "Maybe."

Yin Ping resisted what he wanted to say in his throat, but in the end he just gave Li Su a meaningful look: "The weather is cold, protons are naturally delicate, so if you have nothing to do, you should stay in the tent and warm up by the fire, so as not to be frozen out." No trouble."

The sound of rubbing clothes and the sound of footsteps drifted away. Li Su narrowed his eyes and looked at Yin Ping's back for a long time before releasing the bird in his hand. The bird flapped its wings instantly and flew west.

A sharp arrow shot through the air, and the warrior picked up the bird that had been fixed on the ground by the arrow, and handed it over. Yin Ping glanced at the words on the paper—only two short words—"Ankang" ".

He snorted without a smile on his face, and said, "Go and tell Proton that I accidentally hurt his letter bird who went back to Xihan to pay his respects, and please don't take it to heart."

After retreating the warriors who came to deliver the message, Li Su stood on the snowy ground in silence for a while, then loosened his hands hidden in his sleeves, handed the second letter to his followers, and ordered: "Delivery as soon as possible."

*

The slave in the tent was about to remove the plate of moldy peach blossom cakes on the table. Chang Sheng was just about to stop it, but then he was taken aback and waved his hand, "Forget it, take it away."

He got up and wrapped the whip in his hand, and when he lifted the curtain, he was instantly overwhelmed by the heat wave inside.

Zhang Daochang was sitting cross-legged behind the incense table with a book in his hand, looking up, when he raised his eyes and saw the hairy Chang Sheng, he quickly buckled the book, and asked with a beard and stare, "Why did you come here?"

Chang Sheng sat down calmly, and muttered: "It's okay, I just feel bored, and I came to you to pass the time."

Daoist Zhang: "..."

What can I do with you, you bastard?

Straightening his beard solemnly, Zhang Daochang asked: "Are you still sad for Mrs. Ru's death?" He handed a red cherry to Chang Sheng. In the Eastern Continent, only the south of the Eastern Han Dynasty produced it, and the annual tribute was only two hundred catties. If there were any bumps and bumps on the road, the real remaining ones would only be thirty or fifty catties, except that they had to be distributed to the harem and the front. In the dynasty, the emperor could eat as much as he could with his ten fingers.

Although Chang Sheng didn't know what it was, but looking at the bright and bright color, he took a bite and said leisurely: "It's not all right, people can't be resurrected after death, I can see it, but I don't know what's wrong. I feel like I can’t get my breath out.”

Daoist Zhang pinched his fingers and whispered, "No wonder, maybe it's because you haven't been peeking at the girl taking a bath recently, why don't you take the proton with you later? I heard that many Donglus have come to the city recently. The dancers here are all the best."

Chang Sheng threw the spit out nuclei at Daoist Zhang, and said sharply, "Why are you so wretched? What do you mean by peeking at a girl taking a bath? I did it to peek? ...By the way, the dancer you just mentioned is in which pavilion is it?"

Daoist Zhang: "..."

I knew that this little bastard was only a few words serious.

He coughed dryly, and said solemnly: "I don't know much about this poor Taoist. The poor Taoist is a person of cultivation, and he never messes with the world. Those trivial things in the world are also heard from hearsay. How can he know so clearly? You If you ask Pingdao like this, who do you think Poverty is?"

Chang Sheng snorted, and said sarcastically, "What kind of wolf are you pretending to be in front of me? The little widow of the Hetu family keeps running into your tent in the middle of the night, do you think I don't know?"

Zhang Daochang was startled, and said in his heart: "I obviously hid it well, and the little widow is also a cautious person, how did this bastard see it?"

Immediately, he said with a look of resentment: "How can you slander the poor Taoist at will? Have the teachings of the great way taught by the poor Taoist these days been in vain? Oh, I am really ashamed, I am ashamed, I didn't expect that I, Zhang Zhenren, would be innocent all my life, and in the end I would be innocent. To be stigmatized by one's own students is simply humiliating!"

Chang Sheng kicked him across the incense table and scolded: "Stop pretending! I have seen the purse in your chest, isn't it given by that little widow!"

Zhang Daochang covered his chest: "What purse? Where did you get the purse?"

Chang Sheng said: "You want me to do a search, don't you?"

Daoist Zhang was about to rush over when he saw the fluffy group, and immediately raised his hand in surrender: "Don't, don't... Hey, have you said everything, why are you still talking!"

Chang Sheng refused to let go and said: "Then tell me, is there a purse embroidered by a woman hidden in your clothes?"

Zhang Daochang smiled grimly twice, then threw his head forward and asked in a low voice, "Who else saw it?"

Chang Sheng: "...?"

Daoist Zhang glared at Chang Sheng with an expression of "Why are you so poor in understanding", and said, "Who else saw that little widow entering my tent?"

Chang Sheng: "...I don't know, anyway, I saw it."

Daoist Zhang asked: "Then you..."

"Don't worry, I didn't say anything to anyone." Chang Sheng waved his hand proudly. He has been sad about Mrs. Ru's affairs recently, so how can he care about it, "But if you fool me again, I will take you with that Everyone knows about the little widow's stabbing, let's see if you still dare to put on airs in the future!"

Zhang Daochang said awkwardly: "It's fine if you don't say it, it's fine if you don't say it."

Chang Sheng whispered: "Hurry up and tell me which pavilion is the new dancer?"

Daoist Zhang habitually prepared to put on a show, but when he thought of the little widow, he felt that he still couldn't fool Chang Sheng, in case the little bastard was stabbed by him, it would ruin the reputation of the little widow for no reason.

He waved to Chang Sheng, motioned him to get closer, and then said something in a low voice, Chang Sheng jumped up immediately, fiercely: "Shit, his girl is the ugliest in Philadelphia, what are you doing?" Eyes? Do not go, hot eyes."

Zhang Daochang spread his hands, and said helplessly: "That's your business, anyway, I told you, if you don't go by yourself, don't blame me."

Chang Sheng made a "cut" sound, got up and wanted to leave, Zhang Daochang hurriedly said: "Hey, you have to keep the matter of the little widow a secret for me."

Chang Sheng snorted: "Looking at your performance, I feel that I am very tired from class recently. If I can rest for a few days, my mood will be better. Once I am in a good mood, my mouth will be tight. If it is not good, I will... ..."

"Don't even think about it!" Zhang Daochang was filled with righteous indignation: "If you want to ignore the class, don't talk about it!"

Chang Sheng said: "Then don't blame me, I'm not too strict..."

Daoist Zhang: "￥%...&&*##,...tomorrow I will tell the majesty that it is not easy to teach because of the cold weather recently."

After Chang Sheng gave him a look of "you are sensible", he secretly slipped all the precious cherries into his sleeves before walking out.

As soon as the curtain fell, Daoist Zhang bared his teeth and spouted a yellow accent, then picked up the book that had been shut down just now and continued to read - he saw that a man and a woman on the white paper were very touched by the red waves, and he was blushing with relish At this time, he suddenly felt that there was some trouble, so he threw the outer cover of the book "Tao Te Ching" on the ground, revealing the dazzling three characters of "***".

From the northern capital city to the Shuobei Plateau, we have been riding horses, and the further north we go, the colder it gets.

Chang Sheng threw some of the red cherries that came along to Li Su, chewing on the dried meat, the white air he exhaled condensed into mist in the air, fleeting, and said vaguely: "Are you sick again? What? Why do you look so pale?"

Li Su sat high on his steed, tightened his cloak, twirled the red cherry, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and asked Chang Sheng: "Where did you get this cherry?"

Chang Sheng asked suspiciously: "Have you eaten it? I got it from the cow's nose in the morning. I don't know what it is. It's delicious, so I stole a few and brought it with you... so it's called Cherry, I’ve never heard of it, it must be something only you Donglu has.”

Li Su said: "This is something only the royal family of the Eastern Han Dynasty can enjoy. Even the nobles of the Western Han Dynasty seldom see it. How did Daoist Zhang come here?"

Chang Sheng casually said: "How do I know this? It's good as long as it's delicious, no matter where it comes from, do you eat it or not? If you don't eat it, give it to me, why so much nonsense."

Li Su lowered his eyelids to hide the doubts in his eyes. Seeing that he was not interested, Chang Sheng drove the horse under his crotch towards him, then grabbed the few cherries in his hand, and quickly stuffed them into his mouth. , said with a smile: "Where are we going to play in a while, we haven't gone out for half a month, and we are suffocated to death."

Li Su had a pimple between his brows, and he seemed to be in a bad mood, but Chang Sheng was used to his hot and cold temper, so he didn't bother to ask him again.

"Go on your own, I have something else to do, I have to go back first." Li Su said as he pulled the horse and prepared to turn around.

Chang Sheng grabbed him and said angrily: "What's wrong with you? What are you doing with such a sullen face? Why are you going back, we just came out..."

An ear-piercing whistling sounded suddenly from around——

"careful!"

The sudden fission made the whole air tense.

Li Su reacted very quickly, with a flick of the horsewhip in his hand, he rolled over the arrow that was approaching Chang Sheng, and then with a sudden movement of his arm, he pulled the black feathers far away.

While still in shock, the ground trembled slightly, and the fear on Chang Sheng's face hadn't subsided yet, his body lightened suddenly, and Li Su lifted him up and placed him in front of him.

The ground trembled more and more, like the endless sound of dull drumbeats, Li Su's complexion changed in vain, and he whispered into Chang Sheng's ear, "Run!"

As soon as the voice fell, the horse under the crotch was like an arrow off the string, galloping forward quickly, and then there was a loud "Dao", and the place they had just left was instantly fixed by a long arrow.

The wind passed against the cheek, like a sharp knife cutting through the skin, there is still a considerable distance from the golden tent in the northern capital, and judging from the direction where the arrow shot just now, the enemy happened to be hiding on the way to stop them from going back to the golden tent .

"Who was that just now!"

Chang Sheng's trembling voice was blown to pieces by the cold wind. At this moment, the sound of messy horseshoes sounded behind him. Chang Sheng was about to look back when Li Su suddenly pushed him down. With a sound of "cracking", the arrow barely touched the top of their heads and wiped off the air-conditioning.

"Point to a place to hide, hurry up!"

Li Su let out a loud cry, and threw the long whip in his hand towards the horse's buttocks, as if he also sensed the danger behind him. The horse howled in pain, and then ran faster and faster.

A dozen or so black-clothed and masked killers chased after him quickly, but the horses of the two young men in front were war horses from the grassland, with amazing speed, and it was extremely difficult to catch up. He aimed at the black figure for the first time, but let it go again when he tapped the string.

It's too far away!

The leading man in black gestured to his companions, and a column quickly separated from it, and began to surround it in all directions.

Changsheng didn't care about asking other questions, pointed to Fenglan Mountain not far away, and said loudly: "Run up the mountain!"

Li Su clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and pulled the reins to protect Changsheng in his arms. The young man's face was cold, with a heavy and murderous anger.