Can't speak

From the first day they met, Su Yangui knew that one day, Ning Jian would kill him.

On the third day of June, the sun was scorching, and the wind and the dust from outside the border town had been circling around Crescent Moon Town, blowing on people with suffocating heat.

Su Yangui sat on a branch of a tree with bare arms, while fanning the sunflower fan, squinting his eyes and looking out of the town, the weeds in his mouth were bitten by him and crackled.

The red land outside the town is continuous, and the dust is blown up and blown away by the wind, making the sky a dark yellow.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a faint sound of horseshoes in the distance, Su Yangui was refreshed, and his eyes looking into the distance became sharp and bright.

After a while, the sound of the hooves of the horses got closer, and one person and one horse walked out of the wind and sand first. Immediately, the person's white clothes were already stained red with blood. The long dagger danced like an impenetrable net.

Afterwards, a dozen or so brown horses broke through the smoke and dust. Immediately, all of them dressed up in the same color, held short bows, and shot arrows at the man in white like shooting stars.

The white-clothed man was clearly at the end of his strength, but he still blocked the rain of arrows and urged his horse desperately, gradually opening the distance from the horse team behind him.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, one of the horse team jumped up, stepped on his toes, jumped over his companion and rushed towards the man in white.

The man in white leaned back to dodge, his feet swept down the rain of arrows, and before he could sit up, he felt a sword rushing towards his eyebrows. He turned his head to avoid it, but the point of the sword slashed diagonally, piercing his chest He had no choice but to return the sword and stab the opponent's wrist repeatedly, and he was hit by a sword on the shoulder, forcing the man to return the sword to block, and the arrow rain came behind him.

"By bullying the few, what kind of hero are you?" Su Yangui spat out the weeds in his mouth, and quickly jumped down from the tree, "Look at me, a hero, save the beauty!"

As he said that, he ran towards the gate of the town, and at the same time picked up the bamboo pole for drying clothes beside him and sent it towards the horse team. The bamboo pole flew out like an arrow, hitting a horse running ahead, and the horse neighed back. He fell, blood splashed all over the ground, and the people on the horse were also thrown out, causing everyone to run away in shock.

With just one resistance, the man in white stabbed his opponent back and forth, turned his horse and galloped, straight into the small town, and ran towards Su Yangui.

Su Yangui stopped there, slapped her chest, opened her arms, and said with a smile: "Beauty, throw yourself into my arms!"

The white-clothed man seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, his figure turned slightly, and he fell from his horse.Su Yangui hurriedly ran up two steps, picked him up firmly, and smiled brightly: "Ning Jian."

"Call Master."

The white-clothed man struggled away as soon as his toes touched the ground, spat out blood on the ground, and raised his hand to strike the horse's buttocks. Seeing the horse hiss and run forward, he pulled Su Yan away with one hand. Run down the alley.

Su Yangui was dragged so that he staggered, and when he turned two turns, the man in white pushed him forward, and he fell on his side.

Su Yangui was startled, and quickly ran back to help him up: "Ning Jian, Ning Jian!"

The man in white called Ning Jian stood up with his strength, gasping for breath: "Let's go."

Su Yangui glanced back, the town was already noisy, people's voices were everywhere, he also knew something was wrong, so he didn't say any more, he helped someone and ran forward.

The houses on both sides of the alley passed by quickly, Su Yangui felt that Ning Jian's weight on him was getting heavier and heavier, and he panicked.He didn't feel at ease until he turned several turns and stopped in front of a small one-story house.

Su Yangui looked back, then kicked open the door, went to the bed and lifted the bed board: "I can only hide in the cellar first."

Ning Jian's consciousness was a little chaotic, she just frowned and let him help her in.Su Yangui turned and went out to cover up the bloodstains with dust, then carefully closed the door, then jumped into the cellar and moved the bed board back to its original place.

The cellar was just a small secret room, and it was full of sundries. When the eyes got used to the darkness, Ning Jian could be seen lying motionless on the ground, face down, his body was blood red, which was very scary.

Su Yangui squatted down beside him, and called out nervously: "Ning Jian?"

After a while, Ning Jian moaned, and Su Yangui heaved a sigh of relief. He slid his hand to Ning Jian's waist and touched it. His heart fluttered slightly, and he kept yelling: "Ning Jian, Are you OK?"

Ning Jian didn't answer, Su Yangui squeezed again, eyes like autumn water: "Ning Jian, Ning Jian!"

"Shut up." The person lying there finally squeezed out two words in a hoarse voice, struggling to get up, but just moved, and coughed violently.

Only then did Su Yangui quickly help him up, and withdrew his hands a little guilty.

After a while of coughing, only Ning Jian's low and chaotic breathing remained in the small cellar. Su Yangui stood up and found a bottle from a pile of debris nearby, looked at his pale face, and whispered: " I'm going to take off your clothes and give you medicine."

Ning Jian didn't respond for a long time, Su Yangui tentatively stretched out his hand to grab his sword, Ning Jian's hand holding the sword tightened, Su Yangui hurriedly moved his hand away, and began to untie Ning Jian's clothes, Ning Jian didn't move again.

Under the clothes was wheat-colored skin, warm to the touch, with a satin-like smoothness, Su Yangui couldn't help touching it, and before he had any wrong thoughts, he was shocked by several intertwined scars.

With the medicine on his fingertips, he landed on a sword wound, and he asked, "Who is chasing you?"

"All of them." Ning Jian lazily replied, "On the rivers and lakes, in the imperial court..."

Su Yangui's heart moved: "Aren't you someone sent by the emperor?"

Ning Jian seemed to be unable to open his eyes, and there was no trace of blood on his face. After a long time, he said intermittently: "The emperor is dying of illness. The prince is afraid that the treasure will be lost if the treasure falls into the hands of others, so he sent his confidant here... ..."

"What about the people in Jianghu?" Su Yangui immediately asked.

Ning Jian opened her mouth, but was choked by another cough and couldn't speak. It took a long while before she said:

"Qin Yueshu said that I want to monopolize the treasure...People in the world are willing to suffer...Maybe it won't be until the fourth day of July this year..."

Su Yangui didn't ask any more questions, and Ning Jian's voice became smaller and smaller. Finally, she only said something vaguely, and then completely quieted down. If it wasn't for the low panting, Su Yangui would have thought he was is dead.

Silently, he took off his clothes, carefully applied the medicine, his fingertips lingered on Ning Jian's body, and finally stopped on Ning Jian's hand holding the sword tightly, Su Yangui's face was finally stained with self-mockery.

Even in his drowsiness, this man still holds his sword tightly. Maybe in the next moment, the sword will be placed around his neck, or even stuck in his heart.

This was the case eight years ago, and eight years cannot change this fact.

Who Ning Jian said was Qin Yueshu, he didn't know and didn't want to know.

Whether it's the people in the rivers and lakes or the court, even Ning Jian, it's all just for the treasure.

Yes, treasure.

According to legend, the emperor Taizu of this dynasty was originally a general of the former dynasty with outstanding achievements, but later he joined forces with Ye Bei's clan to besiege the imperial capital Yongcheng and kill the emperor to seize the throne.

For some reason, all the insiders have been silenced. Only Su Shi, the youngest son of the Su family, a family of historians in the former dynasty, obtained the pardon of the Taizu, and left Yongcheng with the secrets of the treasures of the previous dynasty and all the truths that were annihilated in the past. .

Decades later, Su Shi is dead, and now he is the one who holds all the keys to the secrets││The abandoned baby Su Shi adopted in Crescent Moon Town, Su Yangui.

Seemingly realizing that she was inexplicably depressed, Su Yangui shook her head and looked at Ning Jian's face intently.Withdrawing his hand, he stretched it out again, as if he wanted to caress Ning Jian's face, but finally stopped when he was about to touch it, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person.

After being stiff for a long time, he touched Ning Jian's eyebrows lightly. The touch was warm, and the soft feeling on the eyebrows made him feel his fingertips itch even to his heart.

Ning Jian didn't respond, but Su Yangui still waited for a long time before stroking along his eyebrows.

Between the brows, eyes, and the tip of the nose were slightly cold, and the lips were so white that it hurt, Su Yangui finally couldn't help but leaned over and kissed those lips.

"It would be fine if there were no treasures."

Because of that touch, there was a tinge of blush on her lips, with a seductive charm, Su Yangui couldn't help but kiss again.

"If you're willing to give up the treasure."

Ning Jian still didn't respond, Su Yangui's hand stroked his forehead, and after a while, he touched it all the way along his face, stopping at his neck.

"Ning Jian..." He called out softly, his eyes brightened slightly as he looked at Ning Jian.

He couldn't hear a response, so he grinned, narrowed his eyes, his face gradually lit up with excitement, and his hand deftly touched Ning Jian's shoulder, and then slid along his chest, all the way to his waist.

There was a wound two or three inches long on the waist, the bleeding had already stopped and medicine had been applied, at this moment when I stroked it, I could only feel the roughness that was different from the fineness around it, Su Yangui's hand paused, and touched the wound again. Touching back and forth, she hurriedly withdrew her hand when she heard Ning Jian snorted as if in pain.

But Ning Jian didn't wake up, so Su Yangui sat down beside him, pricked up his ears to listen to the movement in the room above, and there was no sound outside, as if they really escaped and no one noticed them Hiding here.

As time went on, it seemed that the sky outside was completely dark in a short time, and the cellar was even more pitch black, and I couldn't see anything clearly. There was still no movement outside, and Su Yangui was also a little sleepy.

He shrank in the direction of Ning Jian, and while closing his eyes, he murmured to himself: "I will only sleep for a while, if someone comes in during this while, we will die together."

There was a hint of satisfaction in the voice, permeated in the darkness, and slowly dissipated, no one heard it.

When I woke up again, I was shaken awake.

Before she was fully awake, someone pinched her ears again, Su Yangui yelled in pain: "Wake up, wake up!"

The fingers on the ears were loosened, Su Yangui opened his eyes, and saw that Ning Jian had sat up, her face was still pale, but her spirit had improved a lot.

"Are you all right?"

Ning Jian responded lightly and did not continue.

Su Yangui seemed to be used to his silence, so she moved closer and said with a grin, "It seems like you haven't twisted my ear for a long time."

Ning Jian froze for a moment, then looked up at him with blank eyes.

Su Yangui sighed and didn't say any more.

In the old days when he learned martial arts from Ning Jian, in the first two years, he often refused to get up early, and Ning Jian would always pick him up from the bed and twist his ears until he woke up and cried out in pain.

He has always remembered the small movements between the two of them, and felt that such an interaction was also an expression of intimacy, but Ning Jian obviously didn't care.

You don't remember when you did it, you don't think about what it means, you don't know how much you want this kind of contact, you just do it and forget it later.

The small space seemed to be filled with silence at once, and after a long time, Ning Jian said, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Probably two or three hours, or one day and two or three hours, or two days and..."

With a sound of "Zheng", the dagger was already on his neck, Su Yangui said obediently: "It should only be two or three hours, the sky is almost dawn."

Ning Jian put the sword back into its sheath, and pondered for a while before opening his mouth: "With Qin Yueshu here, people in the rivers and lakes would not dare to come straight to the town, but it will only be a matter of time before Qin Yueshu finds here."

Hearing his tone was so flat as if he wasn't the one who drew the sword just now, Su Yangui was already used to it: "Qin Yueshu...was someone sent by the crown prince?"

Ning Jian nodded, and suddenly covered Su Yangui's mouth with one hand: "There is someone."

Su Yangui opened his eyes to look at him, stretched out his tongue and licked Ning Jian's palm for a while, Ning Jian withdrew his hand, and the backhand sword was out of its sheath, Su Yangui retreated three steps and rubbed against the wall, pointing his finger at it with an apologetic smile.

Only then did Ning Jian clenched her sword, limped to the edge of the rope ladder, and looked at the entrance above her head vigilantly.

For a long time, there was no movement from above, Su Yangui walked to Ning Jian, and whispered: "How about I go up and have a look?"

Before Ning Jian replied, a male voice came from above his head: "Ning Jian, I know you are here."

"It's Qin Yueshu."

After Ning Jian said a word, he didn't say anything else, and Su Yangui didn't say anything, the two of them just stared up in silence.

After a while, the voice said again: "I don't care where you hide, I don't bother to find it, either you come out now, or you don't want to come out when I put the fire down. "

Su Yangui looked at Ning Jian and asked with a smile: "This is the Su family, so he doesn't worry that I will be burned to death too? Is this person really here to find the treasure?"

"He just wants to force us to go out. We are in the dark and he is in the open. If we search carefully, he won't be able to take advantage of it. It's better to wait for us to go out by ourselves."

It was just a joke of his own, but this person still explained and analyzed it seriously, Su Yangui couldn't help but smile even brighter: "Ning Jian, you are so cute."

"Shut up!" Ning Jian raised his hand and knocked on a scabbard.Su Yangui slapped hard on the head, but didn't dare to hum.

Qin Yueshu still shouted from above: "I'll count to three, and if you don't come out, I'll set fire to you. Whether it's life or death, it's all your fault, so you can't blame me."

"Why does this person want to disregard this relationship? A man, if you do it, you do it. There is nothing you dare not admit." Su Yangui's lips almost touched Ning Jian's ear, but Ning Jian unexpectedly did not answer.

Qin Yueshu's counting sound came from his head: "One...two..."

Ning Jian frowned slightly: "I can only go out, I will stop him later, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Yangui pulled him away with a smile, and then Qin Yueshu counted down: "Three!"

Before Ning Jian could react, Su Yangui had already pulled out a flint from nowhere, clicked on the edge of the rope ladder, the fire was like a dragon, stopped in mid-air for a moment, and burned all the way up the rope ladder.

"What are you doing?" Ning Jian exclaimed, and swiped her sword to cut off half of the burning rope ladder, but the remaining sparks still spread rapidly upwards.

At the same time, Qin Yueshu's voice came from above: "Set fire!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of fire at the exit, and thick smoke began to seep in, making people uncomfortable.

Su Yangui coughed twice, stretched out his hand to disperse the thick smoke, and pulled Ning Jian to the corner farthest from the rope ladder. Before he could stand still, Ning Jian said coldly: "Are you looking for death?"

Su Yangui asked with a smile: "Is it not possible? Ning Jian, let's die here together!"

The next moment Ning Jian's sword was out of its sheath, Su Yangui turned her head to look at the sword on her neck, her eyes wandered along the sword to the hand holding it.

The bone of that finger was distinct, revealing a trace of crystal white, he could almost see the meridian trembling under the skin, the feeling made him stretch out his hand and touch it like a maniac.

Ning Jian withdrew the sword with a backhand, and the hilt hit Su Yangui's hand hard, and Su Yangui cried out ouch.

Ning Jian frowned even more, she held the sword tightly in her hand, and stood there with her lips pursed, staring at Su Yangui, but she didn't seem to know what to do with him.

Su Yangui yelled louder and louder, the thick smoke in the cellar piled up, he choked a few times, coughing until tears came out.

Ning Jian subconsciously stretched out her hand to follow his back, Su Yangui then laughed and pointed in the direction of the rope ladder:

"Fighting fire with fire, when the fire burns to the top, the fire changes the surrounding wind and forms a barrier. The fire they set will not burn into the cellar so easily. On the contrary, if the ladder is not burned, even if the fire will not If it falls down easily, it will also burn all the way down the rope ladder, and then we will really become roast pigs."

"But now we are just sitting there waiting to die. This place is airtight. If we stay here, if we don't get burned to death, we will be choked to death."

Ning Jian spoke seriously, while Su Yangui coughed harder and harder as if echoing his words.Ning Jian had already withdrawn her hand, seeing him like this, she had no choice but to put it back, clumsily supporting him.

Su Yangui squinted his eyes and coughed for a while, the smoke around him became thicker and thicker, Ning Jian couldn't help coughing twice, Su Yangui tugged at his sleeve as if he was offering a treasure, and then walked to the corner He squatted down, groped for a while, and actually moved a stone, revealing a hole that was as wide as a person's body.

"When I was young, my father punished me for closing the cellar. Sometimes it lasted for three or four days. I couldn't hold back the boredom, so I asked some friends in the town to help me dig a tunnel. It didn't take long, and it led to the back alley. In that clearing outside."

Su Yangui said, touched the back of his head with a smile, "It's been a long time since it's used, the inside may be dirty and narrow, you have to crawl..."

Ning Jian didn't say anything, just walked to the hole and bent over to get in.

Seeing Ning Jian crawling in, and a piece of white clothes slowly rubbing and disappearing into the cave, Su Yangui smiled more and more like a cat stealing fish, and crawled in with bright eyes.

The tunnel is not long, and after a while, I heard the sound of Ning Jian knocking on the wall, and then the light came in from the front, and the two climbed up. It was an open space at the intersection of alleys. The roof of the house is smoking.

There were voices shouting "Go water" all around, and Ning Jian looked around vigilantly: "Go quickly."

Su Yangui nodded, ran to Ning Jian and knelt down, patted his shoulder, grinned and said, "Your foot is hurt, I'll carry you."

"I don't believe in your lightness skills. It's okay, I can still go."

There was no contempt in Ning Jian's tone, but Su Yangui still felt as if an arrow had been stabbed in his heart, but seeing that Ning Jian was running forward with a slight limp, he had no choice but to hold his chest and follow in desperation. in the back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I left the alley, I heard someone yelling: "Over there!"

"Go!" Ning Jian grabbed Su Yangui and pushed Su Yangui in front of him, and he followed behind with a sword in hand.

The sound of horseshoes came from both ends of the street, it was loud and fast, within ten steps of the two of them in an instant.

Ning Jian sideways stood in front of Su Yangui again, the dagger was thrown out of his hand and cut straight at the horse's foot, the horseman swung his whip to try to knock down the dagger, but the sword seemed to have a spirituality, and flew back in an arc halfway.

Ning Jian jumped up, kicked the horseman's chest, while catching the sword with one hand, he slashed with the backhand, the man's head flew up, his body fell to the side, blood spattered all over the ground.

Ning Jian picked up the rein with one hand, bent down and grabbed Su Yangui's arm and lifted it up.Just as Su Yangui landed on the horse's back, Ning Jian's sword had already pierced his ear. Su Yangui only heard a scream from behind, and warm liquid splashed on the back of his neck, making his hairs stand on end up.

"Sit still!" Ning Jian shouted, and returned with another sword strike, knocking the person standing in front of the horse to the ground, before Su Yangui could respond, he clamped the horse's belly.

The horse galloped away, and the riders were frightened by Ning Jian's ruthlessness just now, and no one dared to block it. After the two of them ran a distance, they chased after each other in surprise.

"Wow, you were so ruthless just now, I was so scared." Su Yangui let out an exaggerated cry as the wind flew past his ears, but his hands hugged Ning Jian's waist tightly, even touching his face. up.

Ning Jian didn't seem to notice it, but said coldly: "It's either they die or we die, it can't be called cruel."

Su Yangui's face lightly rubbed against his back, with a contented expression on her face, but she muttered: "When you first came to Crescent Moon Town, didn't you always like to hang me up and torture me for the secrets of the treasure? I don’t know, but you keep scaring me and saying that you’re going to chop off my fingers and toes one by one, it’s really cruel..."

Ning Jian didn't respond any more, but just galloped wildly.

The pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer, and there seemed to be more and more people. Su Yangui glanced back and saw a man in the horse team wearing black clothes. He was sitting on a dark horse with a strong and handsome face, but his face was full of murderous looks. He was holding a brocade longbow, with a feathered arrow between his fingertips, as if he would shoot it at any moment.

Su Yangui frowned, but said with a smile: "Ning Jian, I saw someone, if he stays in the night, he must not even see his shadow."

But Ning Jian jumped up immediately, kicked the horse's buttocks, and swung the sword in his hand like a dragon, just blocking the flying feather arrows.

As soon as he hit the ground, he jumped up again, and when he landed again, he was already sitting behind Su Yangui: "That is Qin Yueshu, you control the horse, I will block it."

"Okay." Su Yangui responded loudly, but just as he grasped the rein tightly, he felt a sinking behind him, and he was shocked: "Ning Jian!"

"Go!" Ning Jian only responded, but her breath was a little low.

Su Yangui panicked, and insisted on turning his head to look. Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, a feathered arrow flew past his face. He subconsciously leaned back and had already elbowed Ning Jian: "Go!"

Su Yangui didn't turn his head back, but he could already see the arrow stuck in Ning Jian's left shoulder at a glance just now, he gritted his teeth, finally turned his horse's head, and went straight to the west of the city.

There was only a dead wood forest in the west of the city. Once the two of them rode into it, and turned around a few times, they couldn't even see Qin Yueshu's men and horses.

Su Yangui still ran all the way in, Ning Jian gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow on the wound, tore a piece of clothes and tied it tightly, while saying: "What are you doing here? Going ahead is the mountain, the mountain The wall is too steep for us to climb up."

"But there are many trees here, and they may not dare to chase them."

As soon as Su Yangui finished speaking, there were already several arrows flying behind him, Ning Jian swung his sword and swept across: "If people don't come, arrows will come!"

"It doesn't matter!" Su Yangui just beat his horse and galloped desperately. The branches drew bloodstains on his body, but he didn't care. Ning Jian, come down!"

The moment Ning Jian saw him get off the horse, she jumped up. Hearing his shout, she flew to Su Yangui's side, raised her hand and waved her sword to block the flying feather arrows: "What are you doing!"

Su Yangui didn't make a sound, and touched Ning Jian's waist with his hand, paddling all the way to the back, Ning Jian was startled, and dodged to the side.Su Yangui's hand had already slapped on the mountain wall, and there was a loud bang, before he could recover, Su Yangui grabbed his wrist and dragged him forward.

There was a sudden gust of wind behind him, Ning Jian slashed with his backhand, but heard a muffled sound, as if something heavy fell down, he drew back his sword suddenly, the light in front of his eyes quickly weakened and disappeared, and when everything calmed down, only Darkness.

There was not a single sound in the darkness, and even the breathing of the two of them seemed to be swallowed up, with the smell of dust in their breath.

"Ning Jian." Su Yangui called out tremblingly after an unknown amount of time passed without hearing any sound.

In the next moment, a sword was accurately placed on his neck, and Su Yangui closed his eyes.

Ning Jian's voice sounded in his ears, as usual indifferent, but with a hint of coldness: "You always knew the secret of the treasure?"

Su Yangui didn't answer, and the surrounding quickly quieted down again.

Ning Jian didn't speak any more, and didn't urge her. The dagger was still resting on Su Yangui's neck, but she didn't move a bit, showing forbearance and patience.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yangui made a move, and Ning Jian's sword stuck to him like a shadow.

In the darkness, they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but Su Yangui couldn't help laughing silently.

He could imagine Ning Jian's appearance in the darkness.Calm, indifferent, without a trace of impatience, as if it wasn't him who put the sword on the neck.

The man had always been patient, he had always known it.