The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

The cold human skin covered his cheeks, and the strong smell of herbs lingered in his nostrils. With his rough and callused fingers, he pressed gently on the corners of Gu Heyan's temples. He closed his eyes and waited quietly. In that year, the durian blossoms suddenly appeared in spring in May. On Mu Zhiming's birthday, he sent a congratulatory gift to the Yan State Mansion.

Gu Heyan knows that he likes ingenious things, seeing the way he bends his eyes and plays with the dagger happily, he is secretly happy in his heart.

But in the next moment, Fu Yi strode over from the door: "Li Zhu, you are here.

Mu Zhiming immediately followed the sound and looked up, and after meeting Fu Yi's eyes, he smiled, and then he never looked at the mandarin duck carrying the son's dagger.

It was at that time that Gu Heyan realized that if one person hides another person in one's eyes, there is no room for other things.

About two hours later, the herbal smell gradually dissipated, and Gu Heyan heard the warlock say: "General, please open your eyes.

Gu Heyan opened his eyes and sat up, the warlock asked: "Do you feel any discomfort on your face?

Seeing Gu Heyan shaking his head, the sorcerer brought a bronze mirror and handed it to Gu Heyan: "I have only seen King Su two or three times, and changing his appearance is not a face-changing, you can only achieve four or five points of similarity, general, just look at the mirror." Take a look."

Gu Heyan took the bronze mirror and looked at it, there was a face in the mirror that made him feel strange, but upon closer inspection, there was indeed a shadow of King Su.

"That's very good, thank you. Gu Heyan also knew that it was impossible to go to Gouji with Fu Yi's face on his face. A few similarities can be regarded as satisfying his selfishness.

Half an hour later, Wen Heyin took the reins of the horse and sent Mu Zhiming to the sentry wooden watchtower in the Rongyan Army camp. "Master, you must come back safely." Wen Heyin was reluctant to let go, and kept chanting.

Mu Zhiming took the rein from him, bent his eyes and said with a smile: "OK

Just one word reassured Wen Heyin a lot.

Mu Zhiming said again: "Now the accompanying mission that is temporarily staying in the barracks is handed over to you, and everything is up to you, so you have to take care of it for me."

"Don't worry, young master." Wen Heyin patted his chest, "By the way, isn't that general going with you? Why didn't you see anyone.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of Dada's horse's hooves came from a distance. A man came riding a horse with a bag on his back. A few meters away, he reined in the horse and jumped off the horse's back, holding the rein and walking towards the two of them.

Mu Zhiming looked him up and down, only felt that that face was both strange and familiar, but he couldn't tell why he was familiar at once, it was just the moment when he looked into that person's eyes, in the deep icy eyes Seeing Juesheng Yangliu's gentleness, Mu Zhiming shouted firmly: "Yes." Gu Heyan nodded. .

Wen Heyin opened his mouth wide in shock: "Wow, this disguise is amazing, it doesn't look like that at all."

"I have heard for a long time that there is a strange person in Jin Dynasty, and the skill of disguise is superb. When I saw it today, it is really extraordinary." Mu Zhiming was full of praise, "By the way, He Yan, you still use the previous alias of "He Yi" for this trip , how are you?"

Gu Heyan: "Okay.

Mu Zhiming: "Is there anyone else who wants to say goodbye?"

Gu Heyan: "No, the brothers don't have to see you off."

"Okay." Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Then let's go."

The two left the melting flame army barracks and did not go directly to Gouji to station.Instead of rushing to the land of the border army, they headed east all the way, and first went to the old place, a small village hidden in the yellow sand.Mu Zhiming found the loess house next to the ancient ancestral hall at the end of the village, and met Granny Feng.Hearing the purpose of Mu Zhiming's trip, Granny Feng stretched out her old, withered hand full of ravines, untied the blood-beaded eighteen-child bracelet on her wrist and handed it to Mu Zhiming, she said: "My child, take this and take that The sound of the camel bell, brought back from the depths of the distant desert."

In the bright and clean inner room where the ornaments of the two countries were mixed but not complicated, Mu Zhiming knelt down and bowed to the ground, and took the blood bead eighteen son bracelet with both hands that witnessed the goodwill exchanged for the sincerity.

Saying goodbye to Granny Feng, it was getting late, Damo tabooed to travel at night, Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan decided to stay overnight, and then head north tomorrow morning.

When it comes to accommodation, it is natural to live in the only inn in this village.

When the innkeeper saw Mu Zhiming, he immediately recognized him, and greeted him enthusiastically: Young master, it's you! "

"Boss, you still recognize me?!" Mu Zhiming was surprised, and said with a smile, "It's amazing that you have such a good memory.

The innkeeper proudly said: "Everyone praises me so much! Young master, I am not bragging to you, but I can remember everything clearly within five years!" Joke: "Young master, you will not recruit a bunch of Gouji soldiers to scare people this time, will you?"

Mu Zhiming smiled and said: "No, no, don't worry, we didn't stay long this time, we will leave tomorrow morning.

"Is that so, huh? The youngest who was with you last time didn't come, this time it's a different person." The innkeeper's eyes fell on Gu Heyan.

Mu Zhiming smiled and didn't explain.

"It's still the same room as before, is it okay?" the innkeeper asked, "Two beds in one room

Mu Zhiming: "Yes.

Since everything remained the same, the two of them went straight to the second floor without the innkeeper leading the way.

Pushing open the door, the house was in a mess when we left, but now that we come back, it is exceptionally clean, the first thing that catches our eyes is the two canopy beds with simple structure and no patterns, which are the same as back then.

Tomorrow morning at dawn, we had to go on our way, and the journey was far away, so it was so important to recharge our batteries. The two of them knew this well, so they didn't have much to say, and went to bed early and slept with their clothes on.

It was probably because of the uneasiness of going to a foreign country, or maybe it was the desert wind blowing into the window and disturbing the ears. In short, in the middle of the night, Mu Zhiming woke up from his sleep.

After waking up, he felt thirsty and uncomfortable, and desperately wanted to drink water, so he took up his clothes and stood up. Under the clear light of the moon, Mu Zhiming could barely see the inside of the room. He looked on the other bed and saw that Gu Heyan was breathing long and regular. deep sleep.

During the rush days, if there was sleeping in the open, Gu Heyan would watch the bonfire at night. Although Mu Zhiming wanted to keep watch with him, Gu Heyan didn't wake him up every time. It is rare for Yan to have a peaceful rest, now seeing him sleeping peacefully, Mu Zhiming feels relieved.

He walked lightly to the square wooden table, picked up the porcelain pot but found that the pot was empty, Mu Zhiming thought for a moment, then quietly left the house and came to the well in the yard.

Although the night in the desert is cold, but the wind is a lot less at the moment, so it is not unbearable. The moon is in the bright sky, and the courtyard is silent. Mu Zhiming walked to the well and thought about how to fetch water

As the saying goes, I have never eaten pork but I have seen pigs run away. Mu Zhiming thought for a moment, took the hemp rope by the well to fix the small wooden barrel, held the hemp rope and threw the wooden barrel into the well, and heard a "plop" Lift the barrel up slowly and place it beside the well.

The wooden barrel was half filled with clear water, and the circles of ripples reflected the moonlight. Mu Zhiming leaned over to scoop up the water and poured it into his mouth. He felt that the well water was so cold that his lips and teeth trembled. Mu Zhiming swallowed the water reluctantly, and stood up straight. , Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned his head and saw the innkeeper walking towards him. "My lord, why don't you rest at night?" the innkeeper asked suspiciously. "Woke up at night and felt thirsty, so I came to get water to drink." Mu Zhiming said, "Boss, why haven't you slept yet?" "

The innkeeper replied: "My son wakes up and complains of cold. I'll get him a quilt to put on. But my lord, can't you drink cold water? The well water just dug up is so icy."

"Huh?" Mu Zhiming was puzzled, "Boss, why do you think I can't drink cold water?"

"Oh, I don't think so." The innkeeper said kindly

He laughed and said, "It was said by the young man who lived here with you before. He borrowed the stove from me on the first day you came here, and then got up early every day to boil water. I asked curiously, and he said that your lungs are not good enough. My stomach is so cold, I can't drink cold water, I was surprised at that time, even this girl's family, it is rare to have such a thoughtful person!"

Mu Zhiming stayed where he was for a long while before he said, "...Is that so?"

The boss smiled and said, "My lord, then I'll go get the bedding and go back. You should also go to rest."

Mu Zhiming: "Okay."

Saying goodbye to the innkeeper, Mu Zhiming walked towards the room, his heavy heart weighed down his steps slowly, every step he took, his heart sank a little.

How could he not discover the deep affection behind that reticent silence?

In fact, everything has long been obvious, and Mu Zhiming understands the pain of lovesickness in a flash, day and night.

He was angry, angry that he was blind, angry that the moon was shining in the ditch.

Gu Heyan had fulfilled his life's long-cherished wish in the plain red paper, but why did he close his eyes and not look at it, leaving nothing but sorrow and melancholy, lamenting for two generations.

When Mu Zhiming returned to the house, his heart was in a mess, and he didn't even feel sleepy.

He walked to the side of Gu Heyan's bed, squatted down silently, looked at his sleeping face, he had already changed his face, but as long as he thought about it, Gu Heyan was just Gu Heyan.

"Did you like me in the previous life?" Mu Zhiming looked at him, his eyes flushed, and said in a low voice, "I finally know why you suddenly cried when we met on the Naihe Bridge. It doesn't hurt, really." But He Yan, why are you not only unwilling to confide in me, but also avoiding it deliberately, what are you worrying about? "

Mu Zhiming calmed down and began to think about this question, but he still couldn't figure it out after much deliberation. After the moonlight disappeared, just when he was confused, Gu Heyan slowly opened his eyes.

Gu Heyan was obviously still half awake and half dreaming, with sleepy eyes, he was not even surprised to see Mu Zhiming squatting in front of his bed, but just stared blankly.

On the contrary, Mu Zhiming felt a little embarrassed, and said softly, "He Yan."

Just as Mu Zhiming called his name softly, Gu Heyan suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulled him onto the bed and hugged him into his arms, leaning his head on his neck and shoulders and dazedly rubbing him lightly.

The sudden movement startled Mu Zhiming, but after regaining his senses, Mu Zhiming smiled and stretched out his arms to hug Gu Heyan, patting him on the back comfortingly.

After the two hugged like this for an unknown amount of time, Gu Heyan gradually became sober, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The person in his arms is warm and firm, how is it like an illusory dream?

Cold sweat rushed up his back in an instant, Gu Heyan was frightened, pressed Mu Zhiming's shoulder, and pushed him away by an arm.

Gu Heyan became short of breath, he couldn't remember what happened in his sleep just now, he didn't know why he held Mu Zhiming in his arms, did he do something wrong when he was distracted?

"He Yan?" Mu Zhiming was puzzled and called him.

Gu Heyan said vaguely: "I'm sorry, I...I thought... thought..."

Mu Zhiming smiled: "Do you think you are dreaming?"

Gu Heyan: ...I admit it.

Seeing his flustered expression, Mu Zhiming couldn't help teasing him, bent his eyes and stretched out his hand to hook his chin, and said softly, "That's right, you are dreaming."

Gu Heyan: ...

"I just don't know if it's Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly." Mu Zhiming approached him, his voice hoarse and his breath warm, "It's still a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou."

After all, Mu Zhiming kissed Gu Heyan.