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Li Jinzhao was woken up by the cold wind in the morning, the misty sky was gloomy, as if God would shake off a few drops of rain if he was not careful.He looked around, the soldiers guarding the city yesterday were all sleeping on one side, the city gate had been opened, and the soldiers guarding the city had changed.

Li Jinchao got up lightly, took a piece of silver and put it gently on the table, and quietly walked out of the city gate.

After a few days of suffering, Li Jinzhao didn't dare to hire a carriage anymore, he only dared to stay in the inn where he had been secretly observing for a long time, and he didn't dare to be careless at night.

Even though he was so careful, an accident happened.

Along the way, he clearly felt the atmosphere of war. The closer to Muzhou, the more people were on their way, and it was often the relocation of families.He was eager to go and didn't pay much attention to the situation at the border.The current situation is unstable, and the robbers come and go more frequently.The corruption and incompetence of the Daxiang court were fully revealed at this time. The government not only ignored it, but even colluded with bandits in some places. Anyone who saw decent clothes must withhold half of their belongings, otherwise they would be killed.

When passing Qichuan in Linzhou, he was almost discovered by robbers, and he survived by hiding in the haystack for two hours.When passing through Hezhou, he was followed by a gangster. The ridiculous thing is that Li Jinchao waited until the man wanted to kill him, and he realized that the gray and honest man who had been following him from time to time was a robber.Nerves stretched for too long are close to numbness.

He wrestled with the robber for a long time, and the robber's dagger cut a two-inch gash in his face, and any more deviation would hurt his eyes.In the dim night, he didn't know what to do, he just took the "Yang Sheng" that Shi Xia gave him and swiped at that person.In the end, he seemed to have inserted the dagger into his lungs, and when he pulled out "Yang Sheng", warm blood spurted on his face, causing him to vomit violently for half an hour.

The man's body cooled down quickly. Li Jinzhao used the moonlight to find a stream not far away to wash his cheeks and hands. He didn't stop until his hands and face were numb from the cold.Afterwards, he seemed to have lost his soul, and knelt on the spot for a long time, losing the sense of pain and touch.

When he held Yang Sheng, he thought of Tokka.A picture suddenly flashed in my mind.

It was also on such a cold evening, the thinly dressed young man held the dagger in his hand tightly and looked vigilantly at a pair of green eyes not far away.His eyes were as dark as a hawk's, but his breathing was chaotic.

The moonlight fell on "Yang Sheng", and the reflected cold light was almost dazzling. Li Jinzhao put away his wild thoughts, frowned and looked at his blood-stained coat.The bloody breath from the tip of the nose was not taken away by the wind, and the man stabbed to death by him stared horribly.

However, Li Jinzhao didn't have much fear in his heart, he just felt cold.From the body to the blood to the breath, he seems to have forgotten the fear.He wanted to throw it away and run away, but he couldn't.Because he will be frozen to death by the mountain wind.

Just like that, he opened his eyes until dawn.When the eastern sky turned pale, he was about to get up and hurry, but he glanced at the robber in a strange way.His body was stabbed countless times, and the fatal wound was indeed in the lung.

He stretched out his hand to close the man's eyes, clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, and recited the mantra devoutly 49 times.

When his father was alive, he often took him to the Yuanyuan Temple outside Muzhou City to donate incense and fire money. The abbot Wuxin said that he was very karmic with Buddhism. He learned Buddhist scriptures from Master Wuxin for a period of time. go back.Although he was not very old when he was learning this passage of Buddhist scriptures, for some reason, when he closed his eyes, the scriptures came out very smoothly.

He killed him, but he recited the mantra for him here, no matter how he thought about it, he felt a little hypocritical.Li Jinzhao opened his eyes and laughed at himself, but before he could laugh, he coughed violently, coughed for a long time, and coughed up all the bile.

The wind and cold broke out from time to time on the road. After several days of traveling, his body was almost on the verge of collapse.

The weather was good that day, so he didn't stay long, and wanted to hurry into the city and change his clothes.The blood-stained robe is too conspicuous, and regardless of the poor livelihood of the people in the city, Li Jinzhao is now in a mess and scares away many people.In the end, he bought a pair of clothes that were much looser than his figure at a price four times higher than usual, and then found an inn, took a good bath for himself, and in the evening, went to the medical clinic to grab two sets of clothes to dispel wind and cold. medicine.

There is still a long distance to Muzhou, but it is not too long, but Li Jinzhao feels that there is still a long way to go.The road is long and long, and he has a deep understanding at this time.

He originally thought that this life would be safe and smooth, and maybe he would find a gentle woman to spend his life with in the future, and maybe he would have a few children.In short, everything is calm.

It was a long time after nightfall that he remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner.He greeted Xiao Er, gave him the medicine he had caught in the afternoon and ordered him to cook it. He wanted to order some food to be brought up, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind and went downstairs.

The inn was full of people, and the downstairs was still very lively. Li Jinzhao boiled a pot of sake and drank slowly, only then did he know that Xiliang's army had broken through the sixth Shenlong Pass.Sitting there were a few chivalrous people from the rivers and lakes. Now the border is recruiting people, and they are going to join the army together.Li Jinzhao secretly sighed in his heart, it is because of these people that Yangyang Daxiang's corruption has not yet subjugated the country.

He ate a small meal and went upstairs alone.No dreams tonight.

Early the next morning, he went to the market under Xiao Er's guidance. He wanted to buy some dry food, but when he came back, the sky suddenly changed, and then came a heavy rain. Unexpectedly, Li Jinzhao hid in a hurry. A gazebo not far away.

There were many pedestrians in the gazebo, so he chose a corner and waited quietly for the rain to stop.

It was the season when the catkins were flying, and a few swallows did not have time to take shelter from the rain, so they swept low over the lake, causing a few ripples.The green hills not far away are bright and beautiful, but the mist that rises faintly cannot cover up the beauty.Li Jinzhao also seemed to be in a much better mood. He only remembered the cold wind and dust and yellow sand along the way, and he didn't pay attention to the scenery.

A ferry not far away can be seen inside the gazebo. A lady in green clothes is about to go ashore by the ferry, but it seems that she is also troubled by the drizzle outside the rudder. Through the hazy spring rain, Li Jinzhao sees the little girl behind her. He even locked his brows into the word "Chuan". The master and servant, one graceful and graceful, the other lively and innocent, made people feel the urge to help the gang.

Li Jinzhao thought to himself, if he had an umbrella, he would definitely live up to the romantic atmosphere of the drizzle, and would definitely give the umbrella in his hand to the two masters and servants.Thinking about it again, if it was done... probably he would treat it as if he didn't see it... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but chuckled.

Sure enough, although Li Jinchao didn't have an umbrella in his hand, a man in white appeared at the ferry at some point.The man only had an umbrella in his hand, with a handsome side face and an unmistakable demeanor, he was pointing the umbrella to Miss Bi Yi's side, and stretched out his hand towards her.Miss Biyi seemed to hesitate for a while, but she still put her hand on the man's and gently landed on the shore with her lotus feet.The shoulders of the young man in white were soaked in a large area of ​​light color by the drizzle, and his long black hair seemed a little wet, but there seemed to be a little smile on his face, and a thin peach color.

The figures of the three gradually approached the gazebo. Li Jinzhao watched intently, and seemed to feel that the figure of the young man in white was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.He wiped his eyes, trying to see more clearly. When he opened his eyes again, the three of them turned around at some point and turned in the opposite direction. The misty rain quickly submerged the figures of the three of them.

If things go on like this, I'm afraid it will be a beautiful marriage, right?

Li Jinzhao silently blessed the young lady in Biyi and the young man in white in his heart, when someone patted him on the shoulder.

A familiar voice sounded from behind, almost ecstatically saying: "My lord, why are you here!"

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