Escape from the Ghost

Along the road from the station to Tianlu Mountain, there is a short section of the road that belongs to Mu Jun, and Li Zhaoling walked carefully.Finally came to the foot of the mountain before nightfall, looking up at the white snow, reflecting the sun, it is particularly dazzling.

Li Zhaoling pulled the rein, and the horse "screamed" twice on the spot, but did not move forward.He frowned, raised his whip, and lashed the horse's buttocks heavily. The horse paced again, bent its front legs, and fell to the side.Li Zhaoling jumped up on the stirrups and landed on the ground.

The horse was lying crookedly on the ground dying, the last rays of the setting sun shone on the road ahead, with a layer of cold light shining on the white snow.Li Zhaoling raised his hand and patted the horse's neck, and said softly, "Thanks for your hard work."

The horse finally closed its eyes, and the snow stains on the long eyelashes melted into water.

Li Zhaoling stood up, looked at the top of the mountain hidden behind the clouds, took off his leather cloak, put it on the back of the horse's corpse, grabbed the sword on his body, raised his clothes and ran up the mountain on foot.

The mountain wind was bitter, and it hurt my face.It's been a long time since he felt like running as much as he wanted, but now he no longer has the freedom and wantonness of his childhood. The past eight years in the Song Family Army, now recalled, it's more like a deal. How many things to take away.

He didn't have time to distinguish the melancholy in his heart, and walked to the gate of Qiyun Temple in the dark.

The door was open, and the little novice seemed to have been waiting for a long time.As soon as he saw Li Zhaoling, he put his palms together, bent down and said, "Master is waiting for you in the inner hall."

Li Zhaoling hurriedly followed, and the two walked towards the main hall together.

Stepping over the high threshold, the golden body of the Buddha statue is still sitting on the lotus pedestal. Under the golden statue, a monk in plain clothes is hunched and nestled on the futon.

Li Zhaoling clasped his hands together and knelt down next to Master Sengchou.He tilted his face slightly. It had been eight years since he had seen each other. Master Sengchou's cyan birthmark, which used to occupy most of his face, now crawled over his entire face like a monster with teeth and claws.Li Zhaoling's expression was still the same, he called Master respectfully, turned his face, and looked up at the golden body of Buddha.

Master Sengchou tapped the wooden fish in his hand and said leisurely, "It's getting dark."

"Um……"

"Remember what I told you years ago?"

Li Zhaoling replied: "Don't be persistent."

"What about now?"

Li Zhaoling remained silent, and replied after a long while: "Master, I just want to follow the truest feeling in my heart, even if I am smashed to pieces."

"Break into pieces, what's the matter?" Master Sengchou muttered slowly, as if he was reminiscing, but more like pursuing something he couldn't get, and he said after a long time, "It seems that you have already remembered who you are. "

Li Zhaoling bowed his head and said, "I beg Master to grant Shi Shucao to save people."

Master Sengchou closed his eyes and said: "Obsession is innate, the more you can't get it, the more you want it. The deepening of the day is a relationship and a burden. Do you know? Maybe a step back will open up the sea and the sky?"

Li Zhaoling bowed his head again, and said in a deep voice, "I beg Master to grant Shi Shucao to save people."

Master Sengchou knocked on the wooden fish for the last time, and the clear and clear voice was particularly desolate in the empty hall. He sighed and said, "Forget it, since we say that good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, why be afraid of reincarnation without fruit? Go..."

The surprise on Li Zhaoling's face was beyond words, he bowed his head and said, "Master Xie." He hurriedly got up and walked towards the yard.

Without a horse, Li Zhaoling could only run with his legs.The road was slippery in the snow and the night was too long. He staggered and rolled down the steps, landing on a small piece of flat ground in the middle of the mountain.

The sky above his head was glowing with a cold dark blue, and he was sleepless all day and all night, eating dew and wild fruits, and when he touched the ground, he began to feel drowsy.In the dimness, his eyelids became more and more heavy.The sound of everyone cheering after the victory echoed in my ears. Xia Houyong held the leg of lamb in one hand and was about to dance with the other. All the people and soldiers danced around the fire.

The bonfire was blazing, and Song Muzhi's face was hidden in the shaking. Li Zhaoling poked his head, trying to see Song Muzhi clearly.He anxiously pushed Xia Houyong away and bypassed Su Ningzi, but the face behind the case was covered with blood.

Song Mu's whole body was in a mess, his blood-bathed armor had already shed its gold, and his glory was no longer there!

The man walked up to Li Zhaoling with heavy steps, with a serious expression on his face, holding the Heavenly Battle Halberd with both hands, and said, "I shouldn't be the only one in your life!"

"No... no... ah—"

Li Zhaoling suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, the sky was already bright, and in the sun, the white snow on the ground faintly turned into water traces, and he was wet all over, so wet that he didn't expect him to sleep in the snow all night.Li Zhaoling looked at the small deerskin bag in his arms, and the dried Shi Shucao in the small bag was sure that there was nothing wrong with it, so he got up and continued walking down the mountain.

On the way back, he still took the risk and chose to pass through the garrison of the Mu army. This road leads directly to Hukou, which can shorten the distance.One day after running, the sun was about to set. He squatted by the river and had just filled his belly with cold water when he heard footsteps coming from behind the grass.Li Zhaoling turned over and hid in the dark. After a while, he saw two soldiers walking to the river, talking in low voice while drinking water and washing their faces.

"I'm surprised, looking at Wen Wenjing, the scholar's mouth is so hard. You see, my hand is shaking the whip until it's callused? I didn't make a word. If you want me to say, we are lucky tonight... Kacha What's wrong?"

"He is the younger brother of Song Muzhi, the great general of the Northern Wei Dynasty. If he really dies, what will General Mu do?"

"Pursuage? Hukou is now at war. The general is determined to fight with his back this time. It's a pity that we were dragged down by a cripple. We haven't said a word since we were arrested. We are scolded every day. You and my brother don't know how to keep our heads. When will it be? Besides, look at his crooked appearance, now even playing... Hehe, it's no fun..."

The other person shook his teeth and said, "Okay, there's no need to use a knife, it's just that small body, give it a few more blows at night, and it's over when you see blood."

Hearing the sound of the two people's footsteps drifting away, Li Zhaoling slowly stepped out of the bush.Disabled?Play?kill?A few words flashed through his mind one by one, making him tremble all over. He glanced at the sun that had already set, raised his hand to touch his chest, and quietly followed the two soldiers.

It was late at night, and the soldiers on duty in the camp yawned again and again.There is only a small team of hundreds of people stationed in a radius of one hundred miles. Li Zhaoling leaned over the roof and observed quietly.

There is only one guard in the camp that rotates overnight, every two hours.At this time, just after a turn, two people came, and the voices were exactly the two soldiers I met in the afternoon.

As soon as the two of them entered the camp, Li Zhaoling touched down from the room, took out a dagger, and calmly killed the person at the door.He sneaked into the tent and met the two of them. Just as the soldier was about to shout, Li Zhaoling quickly wiped his neck.

On the cross, a man was covered in blood and his hair was disheveled. Li Zhaoling hurried forward, raised his head and saw that it was not Song Qingzhi.

The man opened his eyes, and spit out a silver needle from his mouth, which landed on Li Zhaoling's shoulder. Li Zhaoling frowned, slashed the man's neck with his palm, and hurriedly retreated out the door.

As soon as he went out, he saw dozens of people holding sharp swords surrounding him. Li Zhaoling shook his head. The scene in front of him seemed to be getting more and more blurred. decline.

Mu Yi stood on a stilted building not far away, glanced at Song Qingzhi who was wearing a black cloak beside him, and said, "You won't let him escape, will you?"

Song Qingzhi had a weak smile on his lips, and said: "The tiger minister is really a tiger minister, don't worry, I personally prepared the poison, and it will definitely go through the whole body in less than half an hour. Are all your people obedient? Don't miss it." kill him."

"Soldiers are different from counselors. Don't talk about catching a living person, even if you want to take some meat from him, you will never cut one or two less."

Song Qing's eyes were low, and he looked very satisfied. After a while, he pulled up the black hat on the cloak and said, "Let's go, it's time to end."

Mu Yi pondered for a while, and said, "You dare to use yourself as bait, do you really plan to not go back to the Northern Wei Dynasty?"

Song Qingzhi looked at the crumbling figure in the distance and said leisurely: "The best witness is already there. How can I be willing to swallow the suffering I have suffered? Of course, I need someone to help me bring the news back. General Mu, don't worry about it, I promise you Nothing is going to be bad.”

In the middle of the night, the bustling shouts in his ears made his ears hurt. Li Zhaoling shook his head, seeing darkness in front of him, and he was uncomfortable with suffocation. His eyes should be covered with black cloth.

He moved his body tentatively, his hands were tied to the pillar, he couldn't move, his mouth was stuffed with raw walnuts, and he couldn't make a sound.

As the footsteps approached, Li Zhaoling suddenly became cautious. Someone pulled out a walnut from his mouth, slapped his face hard and said, "Unexpectedly, someone came to die, tell me! Who are you?"

Not Mu Yi?And don't know yourself.Li Zhaoling guessed in his heart, he turned his face away and said nothing.

"What about the things he keeps next to him?"

"General, are they all here? A small buckskin bag with a bag of rotten grass and the token of the Song Family Army"

"It seems that this person is still a person with status. He will be sent to the barracks first, and then he will send an order to the general!"

"Yes!"

"Wait!" Xiao Bing was about to untie and take him into custody when he was interrupted.

"Death crimes are temporarily spared, but life crimes cannot be escaped." He winked at Xiaobing, who immediately understood and raised his whip to hit Li Zhaoling. When it came like a storm, Li Zhaoling gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.

"Anyway, it's also an enemy army, so you have to leave some marks on it. As for the other one... it's rare to have a cute one, so it's good for everyone to have fun."

"Yes!"

Li Zhaoling's ears were immediately filled with shouting, tearing, and begging for mercy from the next room. I didn't take it off, and I don't know how many days have passed.

How is the general?How is the battle going?Thinking of this, Li Zhaoling really regretted his recklessness.Enduring the discomfort all over his body, he bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcing himself to stay awake.Thinking about it now, all of this is basically a set trap, but why does this general seem to not know himself, and Song Qingzhi, Song Qingzhi...

However, every time he heard the shouts from the next door, he could only press his nails on his fingers to force himself to stop thinking.

Finally one day, the begging for mercy turned into screams.

The black cloth in front of him was suddenly taken off, and the light was dim, but it still made his eyes swell and burst into tears. When Li Zhaoling came back to his senses, he saw Song Qingzhi in white clothes with blood in front of him. Everything seemed like a scene. big dream.

"you……"

"Shh, don't talk, I... I killed people... one after another." Song Qingzhi seemed to muster up a lot of courage to say these words, he split the rope, Li Zhaoling's whole body went limp, and he wanted to fall to the ground fall.Song Qingzhi quickly supported him, handed the sword in his hand to Li Zhaoling, and said, "Can you still go?"

Li Zhaoling sneered and said, "Can kill people! How about you?"

Song Qingzhi looked at the bloody lower garment and said, "The right leg bone is broken."

"I'll carry you..."

"No...you..."

Li Zhaoling couldn't help saying that he carried Song Qingzhi on his back, and said: "I have to take you back, don't worry, even if I die, I will bring you to the general's side."

Song Qingzhi's eyes froze, and Li Zhaoling carried her out of the barracks.Li Zhaoling didn't leave right away. He glanced at the main camp with the lights on and said, "The general has been poisoned. I have to bring back the antidote."

He took advantage of the dark night to rush quickly, Song Qingzhi lay on Li Zhaoling's back, smelling the bloody smell on this man's body.After crossing the roof, Li Zhaoling carefully placed Song Qingzhi on the roof and said, "Wait for me to come back."

"Ah."

Song Qingzhi watched Li Zhaoling's figure jump, his eyes were fixed, he sighed heavily, and suddenly a sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he knew that the demise of the Song family army would begin tonight.

Li Zhaoling dodged a few soldiers on duty at night, entered the tent, touched the desk and searched quietly, and finally found the token and deerskin packet from the brocade box on the shelf. Well, just as he was about to close the brocade box, he suddenly saw an envelope in the box.

He took out the envelope and glanced at the moonlight. It was a secret letter written by Mu Yi to the generals stationed there. It was recorded in the letter that the generals of the army pretended to attack Hukou and mainly attacked Shanglong Road, and asked the generals stationed here to join the army in three days. .

Li Zhaoling suddenly remembered the words of the man who whipped him that day. It seemed that Mu Yi wanted to fight with his back this time. Before he could analyze it, he hurriedly stuffed the envelope into his lapel, picked up the pen on the table, and drafted out a message. Room.He went to the roof to carry Song Qingzhi on his back, pulled the horses in the yard, and ran away together at night.

As soon as they ran out of the camp on horseback, there was a long cry in the night: "The captives have escaped..."

The torches were lit, and the sound of the horses chasing behind them was getting closer and closer. Li Zhaoling took Song Qingzhi with greater difficulty.Song Qingzhi grabbed Li Zhaoling's arm and said: "The horse can't run fast with two people on it, put me down, and go by yourself!"

"No, I want to take you back to see the general!"

"Li Zhaoling, none of us can escape like this!"

A hidden arrow passed through, Li Zhaoling was behind, pressed Song Qingzhi's head down, the two of them leaned on the horse's back together, another arrow passed through, and stuck straight into the horse's buttocks, the horse's body tilted, and Kneeling down, Li Zhaoling embraced Song Qingzhi, the two rolled on the ground, hurriedly got up and carried Song Qing on his back, and fled on foot at night.

"Li Zhaoling!"

"Shut up! I can't put you down for a second time. I must take you back to the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Song Family Army!"

Song Qingzhi stopped talking indifferently, caressing Li Zhaoling's back in a daze.

The sound of the horse's hooves approached, and the dark arrow continued to shoot past, touching Song Qingzhi's shoulder and landing on the ground.Li Zhaoling stopped, walked sideways to the col, stuffed the medicine bag, token and letter into Song Qingzhi's arms, and finally took out the note and put it in his palm and said: "This is written by me." Book. Go to the Song Family Army with the token, no one will stop you, and give the note to Xia Houyong and Wang Xin, let them play by ear."

"how about you?"

Li Zhaoling looked at Song Qingzhi, the corners of his mouth slightly bent, and said, "You are his younger brother, I... am nothing." He turned around and rushed out of the mountain, threw a stone at the leader, jumped up, and threw The man kicked off the horse, pulled the rein, leaned over and picked up Song Qingzhi who was on the ground, and led him to continue running wildly at night. As soon as he turned the corner, he handed the rein to Song Qingzhi in his hand and said, "Tell him, I love you." he."

Song Qingzhi frowned, and looked at Li Zhaoling in surprise. Li Zhaoling turned over and got off the horse. Song Qingzhi tightened the reins and stopped, and sat on the horse staring blankly at Li Zhaoling. Li Zhaoling shouted: "Go!"

Hearing the voice, Song Qingzhi still stood under the moonlight, staring at the person in front of him without moving.After a while, he took out the token and the medicine bag from his pocket, threw them at Li Zhaoling's feet, and said, "Tell him yourself if you have anything to say." After finishing speaking, he let out a "wow" and rode his horse towards the enemy. Rushing forward, they were about to bump into each other, then turned the horse's head and ran to another road.

Li Zhaoling picked up the things on the ground and hurriedly followed the horses.

"what--"

Suddenly there was a cry of pain in front of him, and he watched Song Qingzhi immediately respond to the sound.The enemy army finally stopped, and one of them got off his horse to check, and said loudly, "General, he is dead!"

Li Zhaoling clutched the medicine bag in his arms and climbed up the tree trembling slightly.

"Forget it, let's go, tomorrow morning we have to pull out the camp and join the army."

"Yes……"

Everyone picked up Song Qingzhi's body and slowly disappeared into the night.

After drinking for three rounds, Mu Yi gave Song Qingzhi a thumbs up and praised, "Tall! Mr. Song is really tall. You can control people's hearts like this and play with people's hearts. You are the No. 1 I have ever seen."

Song Qingzhi remained expressionless, picked up the note with Li Zhaoling's handwriting on the table, rolled up his sleeves and handed it to Mu Yi, "With this, this battle will be much easier to fight."

Mu Yi hesitated and said, "Are you afraid of them..."

Song Qingzhi sneered and said: "Don't worry, the soldiers brought out by my elder brother are just like him. You know, this loyalty and righteousness is their last reminder."

"Where is Li Zhaoling? Why didn't you choose to kill him? Besides Song Muzhi, he is the only backbone of the Song family army. This person is too much of a threat to us."

Song Qingzhi smiled and said: "I don't want Song Muzhi's life, as for Li Zhaoling..." He thought of that person's last loneliness and persistence at night, and suddenly felt a little jealous.He raised his wine glass, poured his head back and said, "I just want him to go back to the Song Family Army safe and sound, bring back the news of my death, and ruin his reputation!"

The next day, Mu Junbing divided into two groups and attacked Hukou and Shanglongdao aggressively. The attack was fierce and menacing along the way, but Song Muzhi, the commander of the Song Family Army, suddenly disappeared. Even Li Zhaoling, the commander of the Qianfeng Battalion, disappeared together. The entire army looks like it's in disintegration.

With the loss of two generals, Xia Houyong led five generals to fight really hard, and they also lost terribly. After the last ambush, they were finally defeated on Longdao strangely. Half a day later, the whole army was wiped out in Hukou.

For half a month, Zhao Guomu's army finally won this crucial battle, and the army drove straight in, approaching Mucheng.