Escape from the Ghost

Song Muzhi brought Li Zhaoling and Su Ningzi down Tianlu Mountain, and the three of them headed westward to the camp.

The little wild man got on his horse, like an arrow from a bow, he ran away without a trace in the mountains and fields.They ran all the way, and only when they were about to enter the outskirts of the city did they choose a shady place to rest.

Su Ningzi has been pouted since she got on the road, for fear that Song Muzhi would not see her.At this moment, she tied the horse to the tree listlessly, sat down on the spot holding a piece of dogtail grass, and rolled her eyes at Li Zhaoling who had disappeared without a trace.

One of Song Mu, wearing a blue toga, was sitting on the green grass leaning against a tree.With his armor removed, he has sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Compared with the heroic spirit under his military uniform, he is a bit more free and unrestrained.

His hair was tied up in a high bun, and some loose hair was casually scattered on his shoulders.Although he has been fighting for many years, his complexion is always a bit fairer than that of ordinary men. His red and yellow eyes are like the warm autumn sun, with a little indifference, but also a bit of warmth and blazing.He curled up one leg and leaned half-up on the tree trunk. Because of years of training, his upper body was straight and majestic even when he was half-lying, without any sign of weakness.

Song Muzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Su Ningzi, and teased calmly: "You rolled your eyes all the way, if you keep looking at it like this, I'm really afraid that your eyeballs won't turn back, I don't want a squinting eyeball People will serve you."

Su Ningzi tore the dogtail grass that had been broken into several knots, threw it on the ground, and said sullenly: "General, why did you take him back to the camp? You know that he helped Mu Gou kill him." So many brothers...and..."

Song Muzhi raised his eyes and saw Li Zhaoling turning his horse's head and galloping towards them with his horse's belly between his arms. He said, "On the battlefield, death is easier than life. On the battlefield, forgiveness is harder than resentment. People and people It was fate to meet him. Now, since he has taken the Li family's surname, from now on, he can be regarded as shouldering the responsibility of defending the family and the country for you Hong Liang brother, and he has suffered the crimes that did not belong to him in this life. From now on, only Li Zhaoling is left in Dongming Li's family."

"But……"

"Woo..." Li Zhaoling grabbed the reins, and before the horse could stand still, he turned over and jumped off, took out a ball of green leaves from his arms, and threw it on the grass in front of Su Ningzi , said with a cold face: "Eat!"

Su Ningzi looked at the wild fruits rolling out from the big green leaves, the red, yellow and yellow were still stained with soil, and said reluctantly, "What's your attitude?"

Li Zhaoling ignored her, untied the water bag from the saddle and threw it at Song Muzhi.Song Muzhi raised his hand to take it, and smiled at Li Zhaoling.He bit the stopper off with his teeth and poured it with his head up. The water flowed down the mouth of the pot into his mouth, and slid across the Adam's apple in his throat.The exposed stream flowed down the corner of the mouth and into the neck along the chin, but he didn't care at all.

Song Muzhi put down the kettle and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.The sunlight above his head was a bit dazzling, with a little breeze scattered on his face, a few stray strands of hair fluttered with the wind, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, wanton and free and easy.He picked up the water bag, saluted Li Zhaoling, and said, "Thank you!"

Li Zhaoling had been stunned for a long time, staring at Song Muzhi stupidly without saying a word.

Seeing his stupid look, Song Muzhi picked up the water bag and asked, "Do you want a drink?"

Only then did Li Zhaoling regain his senses, quickly shook his head, and said, "It's for you." He felt that Song Muzhi was still looking at him, so he immediately lowered his head uncomfortably, and blushed after a while.

Li Zhaoling's every move fell into Su Ningzi's eyes, making her always feel that this person was carrying an indescribable sneakiness. Su Ningzi pushed Ye Guozi aside, stood up and gave Li Zhaoling a hard look, and got up with a smile on her face. The horse goes to graze.

Li Zhaoling suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He watched Su Ningzi walk away, and then walked to a big rock not far away and sat down cross-legged.

Song Muzhi raised the corners of his mouth, stood up and approached step by step, sat down next to Li Zhaoling, and said, "This girl has a bad temper, but her mouth is hard and her heart is soft, you don't need to worry about it."

Li Zhaoling nodded stiffly, becoming more and more nervous.Although he is wild, agile and lethal, sitting next to Song Muzhi, he still looks like a young man. Even though he is strong, he is only sixteen or seventeen years old and has no understanding of human affairs.

He raised his head slightly, just in time to meet a pair of red eyes.Song Muzhi sat upright, with an air of arrogance.Especially from this angle, Li Zhaoling's eyes just passed over this man's chest, and he saw his entire figure in his eyes.Immediately, his thoughts froze, and for some reason he remembered that night full of steam. Now that he recalled it, all he could see was Song Muzhi's unknotted hair and dripping water, and his face turned red again.

"Haha..." Song Muzhi laughed at his bewildered look, "Always shy, are you a cat?"

"..."

This sentence made Li Zhaoling panic again, and Song Muzhi felt embarrassed to tease him when he saw his honesty, and patted him on the shoulder and said, "In half an hour at most, we will cross the border of the Northern Wei Dynasty and arrive at Mucheng to enter the camp of the Song family army. "

Li Zhaoling raised his head suddenly, his black eyes became brighter, and asked, "Northern Wei Dynasty?"

Song Muzhi nodded and said, "From now on, the Northern Wei Dynasty will be your country, and the Song Family Army will be your root."

Li Zhaoling replied simply, but firmly: "Well, I will follow you for the rest of my life."

Song Muzhi was stunned for a moment, and continued: "There are trainings in the army, not to provoke troubles, not to be aggressive, not to hurt people at will. Can you do it?"

Li Zhaoling stared at Song Muzhi until he saw his reflection in his yellow eyes, and said, "Yes."

Song Muzhi looked at him, and said seriously: "This endless mountain has never changed, and it has been preserved for thousands of years, but in this world, there is only one thing heavier than this mountain, and that is a man's promise, so , please remember what you promised me."

Song Muzhi stood up, missed Li Zhaoling and walked towards the horse.Li Zhaoling looked at his back, stood up and shouted: "Don't worry, I will remember!"

After turning over another mountain and rushing down from the top of the mountain, the Song family army's camp landed on the plain behind the mountain, covered by dense forests, with a magnificent momentum.Li Zhaoling looked at the military camp that was close at hand, and wandered around in the forest for a long time before finally seeing the battle flag of the Song Family Army of the Northern Wei Dynasty fluttering in the wind.

The battalion was in charge of the military training, the shouts were loud, and the mountains and rivers were swallowed up.

"one two Three……"

All the soldiers stood together in a dense crowd, with their heads held high, stabbing, blocking, slashing, and killing in one go. The majestic grandeur and uniform movements captured Li Zhaoling's wild heart in an instant.For the first time, he knew that murderous intent could be used as a weapon, standing upright in the sun.

The soldiers guarding the camp saw Song Muzhi's war horse clearly, and hurriedly set up the fence. The three of them walked through the barracks with dust flying all the way, went straight to the main tent, and brought back Shi Shucao to save everyone's lives.

Following Song Muzhi's orders, Su Ningzi stuffed Li Zhaoling with a gray cloth bundle, and led him into the right forward's tent.They could meet patrolling soldiers along the way, and everyone couldn't help but look at the young man behind Su Ningzi.Li Zhaoling was dressed in black linen clothes, his hair was tied back, and his high nose bridge set off his deep-set eye sockets, giving him a vague aura of foreigners.

His eyes were particularly deep, and he carefully observed his surroundings, because he had wandered in the mountains and fields for many years, which allowed him to practice a brave and ruthless killing skill and a natural ruthless touch.However, beasts can easily perceive the danger lurking in the night, but they don't understand the complexity of human nature.

Su Ningzi led him to the door of the tent, stopped and said, "Go in, your bed is inside."

Li Zhaoling stood still at the same spot, hugged the burden tightly and asked Su Ningzi: "Then...Song Muzhi..."

Su Ningzi scolded: "From now on, you are not allowed to directly disclose the general's name, hurry in, there are still people waiting for you."

Su Ningzi left without turning her head after she finished speaking. She turned her face away and lowered her head, her eyes were slightly red because she didn't see the road clearly and bumped into a big man directly. Su Ningzi was knocked down to the ground, "Oh !” One sound.

Xia Houyong hurried forward, helped her up and said, "You are back!" Glancing at her, he saw her red eyes secretly wiping away tears, and hurriedly asked, "Why are you crying so well?"

Su Ningzi said aggrievedly: "Do you still remember that little bastard on the battlefield? The one who killed brother Hongliang, the general asked me to bring him back and said he would be placed in the Qianfeng camp!"

When Xia Houyong heard it, his face changed suddenly: "What?"

Su Ningzi wiped her eyes, and continued: "The general not only wants to save him, but also takes him into the Song family army. He will be in the camp of the right forward. I don't mean anything else, just pity the life of brother Hongliang."

"It's unreasonable! You wait, I'll let him learn the rules first."

Xia Houyong picked up the big knife, and the eagle head totem of Beichen Xiahou family on the handle was shining brightly. His face darkened, making his already dark face even darker: "The Right Frontier Camp was originally Li Hongliang's place, this kid is Nowhere to go? I just said how come all the way, everyone has a black face, dare to think that the enemy has entered the house from the battlefield! Damn, if you don’t clean him up, I will write his name backwards today!” He said more and more The more angry he was, he picked up the knife and rushed over with a quick pace.

Su Ningzi took a few steps to catch up and said, "What can you do with him? Since he joined the Song family army, he is one of ours, so we can't deal with him directly."

Xia Houyong stood the tip of the knife on the ground, supported the handle with his palm, and said: "The son of the doctor Yushi entered the camp, and he will practice without discrimination, let alone a wild boy, don't worry, he will not leave anything behind."

Su Ningzi looked at Xia Houyong's back, the tears in her eyes were still there, and a bleak smile had already climbed onto her face.

Xia Houyong, who was carrying a saber, was probably too murderous, and those who bumped into him along the way backed away and took a detour.He pulled out the maroon forehead around his waist to hold the top of his head, he was dressed in coarse linen clothes and tied the cuffs tightly, his short beard was densely green around his mouth, he stood at the door with a knife in his hand, his tall man just blocked the light in the room , the figure passed through the crowd and hit the ground of the barracks, everyone immediately quieted down and stood upright along the beds.

Xia Houyong passed through the crowd, pointed to Li Zhaoling in the corner, and said coldly, "You, come out!"

Li Zhaoling froze for a moment, but saw the soldier commander who assigned him a bed next to him and said, "What are you doing so stupidly? General Xiahou called you?"

There was no light in the barracks, everyone only thought that he was a recruit who had just entered the camp, thinking that Xia Houyong was going to test the recruits, they pushed him out of the room.Standing under the tall mast, Li Zhaoling tightened his grip on the burden, and looked coldly at the strong man dressed as a martial artist and carrying a sword.

Xia Houyong jumped lightly, jumped into the martial field and stood in the middle, shouted loudly: "Come on! Fuck your mother with real swords and guns, let me see how capable you are to enter my Song family's army Camp?"

The new army's trial is also considered normal. The soldiers automatically stand in a circle around the martial field, with their eyes wide open, looking like they are waiting for a good show, and occasionally there are a few whispers:

"Who is this guy? Why did General Xiahou want to test him himself?"

"I'm guessing, I don't know whose young master it is, seeing how useless he is, he must be thinking of coming to our camp to gain some achievements, and then go back and find a job as a matter of course. "

"Hey! He really bumped into the wrong person and blamed him for his own fate? Do you know? When he was in the capital, the son of the imperial historian Zhao Qingyu was under the command of General Xiahou, and he returned with a limp within two days. , I heard that she didn’t recover after lying on the bed for two months.”

"Have you seen him? Why do I think this person looks familiar?"

Xia Houyong walked through the crowd and looked at Li Zhaoling. The boy's eyes were serious. Even though Xia Houyong was carrying the knife, he didn't show a trace of fear.

Xia Houyong was taken aback by him, pointed at Li Zhaoling and said, "Do it! Show off your killing skills!"

Li Zhaoling still stood under the martial field, without words or movements, bearing the wanton gazes of the crowd. After a while, the expressions of contempt and discussion became more and more serious.

Xia Houyong was clearly impatient, pointing at the two armored generals at the edge of the field, he ordered: "Zhang Xun, Duan Fuzun, let me carry him up!"

Xia Houyong is usually used to being domineering, and in the past, Li Hongliang would persuade him.This meeting is going crazy, no one dares to step forward to stop it.But Zhang Xun is a veteran, and if he was asked to openly bully a rookie, he couldn't help but stare at Duan Fuzun.

Duan Fuzun gave him a bitter wink, walked over and patted Li Zhaoling on the shoulder, and said, "Little brother! This recruit trial is a tradition of the Song family army. Every newcomer to the camp must try his hand. Don't worry, General Xiahou has a sense of proportion and will not do anything to you. After all, military orders are like mountains, how about you? Don't make things difficult for everyone."

Zhang Xun looked at Duan Fuzun with a look of admiration. Sure enough, scholars are different when they talk nonsense. Of course they know the nature of Xia Houyong, a savage. Mao couldn't take advantage of it, the beating was a deal anyway, so he could only agree against his will: "Yes, yes!"

Li Zhaoling frowned, shouldered his burden and stepped into the martial field!

"Yo hoo!"

"Good job!"

"let's start!"

The soldiers who watched the excitement around shouted loudly and applauded excitedly!The martial arts arena has always been dominated by the strong, but standing outside the arena, the weaker people shouted louder!

"General Xiahou, you are welcome!"

"Go on!"

"What are you two stunned for?"

Xia Houyong pointed the knife at Li Zhaoling, stepped forward and flipped the blade, and the eagle head totem was full of murderousness under the sunlight.He jumped up, and a gust of wind swept across wantonly. When everyone recovered, the blade had landed on Li Zhaoling's neck, and the people around them stopped breathing for an instant. They thought it was just a fist fight, but how could they know? With Xia Houyong's appearance, he just wanted to tear this boy up!

Xia Houyong's blade touched Li Zhaoling's neck, and he said angrily, "Why don't you do it?"

Li Zhaoling clenched his fists and stood still without speaking.

Xia Houyong withdrew the knife, gritted his teeth and said, "I order you! Show your skills! How did you kill Li Hongliang when you were fighting against Mugou? How did you kill other people? How do you fight with me now?"

When the crowd heard this, they immediately rioted:

"Who is he? He killed General Li?"

"I remembered, he's that wild man in Mu's dog's cage!"

"It's him……"

The people's discussion became louder and louder, and gradually, the discussion suddenly turned into indignation, crusade!With the momentum of the same hatred, everyone raised their fists and shouted loudly!

"General Xiahou, kill him!"

"Kill him to avenge General Li and the other brothers!"

The anger seemed to have been twisted into a hemp rope, gathering and getting thicker.Hatred was originally the easiest force to gather and transmit. At this moment, the survival rule of randomly plundering other people's lives on the battlefield was brought into the battlefield by Xia Houyong unconsciously.

Gritting his teeth, Xia Houyong stepped forward and grabbed Li Zhaoling by the collar, extremely angry.The blue veins on his forehead were clearly visible, his cheeks were flushed from the force, and he said loudly, "Why don't you do it? Say it!"

Li Zhaoling raised his head, his black eyes were still as deep as jewels, and he was so calm that there was no ripple. He said in a deep voice, "There are trainings in the army, you must not pick quarrels, be aggressive, or hurt others at will."

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