die-hard soldier

look! "The village head's daughter yelled and entered the yard, interrupting Yan Wu's words. Yan Xiangnan made a gesture, and he stood up silently, watching the pavilion master smash the medicine bowl, and the thick black medicine juice was on the table. dripping to the ground. Being interrupted, he didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune.

The village head and his wife were so focused on their daughter that they didn't notice the smell of medicine in the yard, so they hurriedly pushed their daughter into the room and locked them up, worrying, "Don't say any more, just pretend you didn't see anything, did you hear that? If word gets out, they will definitely come to kill people! Aren’t you afraid, girl? Be obedient, don’t go out for a few days, and stay at home for your parents!”

The village chief's daughter was still knocking on the door and shouting, and the village chief's wife was so frightened that she couldn't do anything, "Father, what should I do? Why did Feng'er get involved in what was waiting for her to die? Why did she run to the village without a word?" Did you go to the neighboring village?"

"With her legs growing on her body, can you manage her? She usually likes to go to the neighboring villages to play with those little sisters. Anyway, just keep an eye on her these days! If she is really found out, she will be silenced long ago." , now as long as we keep it a secret, it will be fine when the matter is over!"

…With such a conversation in his ears, Yan Xiangnan thought about it, "This matter is not over, the pavilion master is waiting for you to give me a complete explanation. Go and pack your things first, and I will say goodbye to the village chief."

In fact, there is nothing to clean up, just ask the villagers to bring a few clothes in the county. If there is no Yuan Xiao's Flying Eagle Passage, I am afraid they will not even have the money for a few clothes.Leaving a little bit of silver to the village chief should be regarded as a thank-you gift for bothering these days. Although it is not psychologically burdensome to live and eat for free in other people's homes, Pavilion Master Yan likes others to owe him, and does not like him to owe others.

Knowing that they were going to leave, the village chief would naturally not force them to stay. They had no intention of entertaining the guests when this happened to their daughter, but he was unwilling to accept the money. In the arms of the village chief's wife, women always calculate these things.

"The two brothers, surnamed Liu, went to Bi County to do business, passed by here and broke their legs at the foot of the mountain, so they recuperated here for a few days. If anyone asks, just answer like this, and the village is fine." I think they don't need much to find them It's time, knowing that this matter will definitely rush to Bi County, and when the time comes, there will be no return, and the villagers will naturally live in peace.

The village chief and his wife sent the two of them away politely. Since the young master said so, there was no need for them to cause trouble for themselves. Naturally, such extraordinary people would not be ordinary people.

Yan Xiangnan's leg has already healed after this period of recuperation, but when he went down the mountain, he still remembered the feeling of being carried on the back of the dead man, and he was unavoidably upset again.

They deliberately avoided Bi County this time, and turned to Yi County, which is opposite to it. Yi County is about five days away from Yingzhou. Yan Wu rented a carriage at the post station and bought soft blankets, quilts, low tables and various snacks. Cha Fen dressed up the carriage comfortably. He knew that unless there was something urgent, the owner of the pavilion would always ride in a gorgeous carriage when going out, but this small county does not have that particular people, so Yan Wu did not choose the biggest one, but Yan Xiangnan was very satisfied with choosing the most stable and comfortable one.

The carriage was stable because the driver was a good driver. Yan Wu stepped forward and sat on the front side of the carriage when he raised his whip on the road, and his fist inadvertently touched his chest for a while. Recently, he felt a little uncomfortable a lot of times, not the feeling of nausea and vomiting before. , It seems that something is choked up and down, which is very weird.

The sky is not beautiful, the originally sunny sky is suddenly overcast with clouds, and there is a faint tendency of thunder.The coachman took out the hat and poncho, and said loudly, "My lord, it's going to rain soon. We still have half a day to go to the next town. I'm afraid we won't be able to make it today. I'm afraid we need to find a place to shelter from the rain tonight." Sleep over!"

Yan Wu opened the car curtain a little, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what do you think?"

Yan Xiangnan was in the carriage without the wind blowing or raining, so he could have any opinions. After all, he is also from the rivers and lakes. If he doesn't like hardships, it doesn't mean he can't suffer hardships. Most people in Wanyue Pavilion are not born rich and powerful. of. "Okay, you know the driver here, just find a place to stop from the rain."

While talking, the heavy rain came down, Yan Wu still sat firmly on the carriage, although the coachman gave him an extra bamboo hat, the rain still hit him head and face, his clothes were all wet after a while, tight wrapped around the body.The coachman's face is also wet, but he has long been used to this situation, "Young man, let's hide in the carriage. If you don't go inside and sit behind the curtain, the rain will be much lighter."

Yan Wu thanked him for his kindness, how would the coachman know that as a dead man, he has never experienced what kind of weather, sometimes he would stay at the place where the mission target appears for a day and a night, if there is no place to hide, hailstorm Also have to suffer.The rain seemed nothing to him, but he forgot about his current physical condition, only after being drenched for a while, his whole body became cold, and his hands and feet were even more unbearably cold.

The people in the carriage didn't make a sound, and the coachman didn't dare to persuade him anymore. There is a difference between a master and a servant. If the master doesn't speak, it's useless for him to say anything.

After nearly half an hour, the rain did not decrease but became heavier, and the speed of the coachman also slowed down significantly.Yan Wu's body, which was originally sitting upright, was leaning against the carriage, with his head slightly lowered, and he could vaguely see his bluish-white lips, and his wet clothes sticking to his body, his whole person looked in a state of embarrassment.

Yan Xiangnan was in the carriage, listening to the slow breathing that gradually became heavy, and tapped on the low table with his left hand, "Get in."

The rain was heavy, but Yan Wu, who couldn't hear the coachman, could hear clearly. He sat up a little dullly, leaned the bamboo hat on the car board, and got into the car.

Yan Xiangnan looked at the dead man kneeling on the ground in embarrassment, his face was pale, and he said kindly: "Why is it so useless, stay inside."

Yan Wu looked at his dripping wet clothes and hesitated, but he could not disobey the pavilion master's order, and after obeying the order, he leaned against the edge of the carriage, not letting the rain all over his body make the carriage too wet.Maybe it's because the difference between the inside of the carriage and the outside is too big, Yan Wu felt that the clothes on his body were getting heavier and heavier, his eyes were blurred, and all the voices gradually moved away from him, as if he was in a closed space.

How could this situation escape Yan Xiangnan's eyes and ears, he threw away the half-eaten pear, got up and walked to Yan Wu's side and gave him a nudge, his hands were cold.

Yan Wu seemed to be aware of it, struggling to sit up straight but uncontrollably slumped to one side, Yan Xiangnan stretched out a finger to probe under his nose, breathing hot.His body is cold and his breath is hot, which is obviously a symptom of high fever. His dead man got a cold after being drenched in the rain for less than an hour?Yan Xiangnan felt ironic, but before his anger rose, he thought of the bowl of soup that he had spilled, and his eyes unconsciously lingered on the dead man's belly for a while, pregnant?Such nonsense is unheard of!

Yan Xiangnan couldn't let him die before he figured out what happened, Yan Xiangnan thought so, and patted Yan Wu's equally cold face, "Can you get up and take off your clothes?"

There is no response, it seems to be burnt out!Yan Xiangnan clenched his fists tightly, didn't he let him serve a dead man?

Let the driver in?The dead men all have Geli's unique marks on their bodies. Isn't this telling the world that they went to Yingzhou? !

"You owe the owner of the pavilion, even taking your life is not enough!" Yan Xiangnan said so, and roughly ripped off the dead man's clothes.

16, 16 Broken Temple

The place where Yan Wu fell to the ground soon became puddles of water, Yan Xiangnan directly threw the wet clothes that he took off out of the car window, regardless of whether he had a change of clothes or not.Compared with the last time, Yan Xiangnan saw a much thinner body gradually appearing in front of Yan Xiangnan's eyes, with some water marks on it. Yan Xiangnan's gaze flicked over the lower abdomen, and he frowned slightly.

The bodies of people who have practiced martial arts for a long time are all hard and solid, just like myself, without a trace of fat. This dead man looked in excellent health before, otherwise he would not have aroused his interest.However, at this moment, his lower abdomen bulges unnaturally slightly, which can't be noticed unless you look carefully. Yan Xiangnan reached out to touch it, and it was hard.The medicine used for the woman's miscarriage... Yan Xiangnan was slightly startled, and fell into deep thought.

The forgotten Yan Wu's body felt the cold air, and he sneezed twice, pulling Yan Xiangnan back to his sanity.Yan Xiangnan put down this absurd idea first, continued to take off the dead man's shoes and pants, threw the naked man on the blanket, shook off a quilt to cover him.

As if sensing the warmth, Yan Wu shrank subconsciously into the quilt, rolled herself into a silkworm chrysalis, leaving only a little bit of black hair to Yan Xiangnan.Such a childish behavior slightly pleased Pavilion Master Yan, and the displeasure and doubts caused by serving others just now were temporarily forgotten.His place was taken by others, so he could only meditate boredly on the other side.

The coachman quickly took them to a dilapidated temple, which had been in disrepair for a long time, and many places still leaked rain, but it was better than the wind and rain outside.The carriage was driven into the ruined temple by the coachman and stopped in a place that did not leak from the rain. Only then did the coachman realize that there were two people hiding behind the big Buddha directly opposite.

The coachman found a place to pick up a pile of relatively dry weeds, picked up a handful of flints, raised the fire and began to undress, a small exclamation came from behind the Buddha statue, "Ah, you are undressing here in broad daylight. It’s really indecent! Didn’t you see that there are two aunts and two people here?”

The coachman laughed loudly when he heard this, "It's raining heavily, can you sleep well wearing wet clothes? Besides, everyone is a man, what have you never seen?