I hope to return to the country

In the twilight, all the noisy things in the world gradually became silent.

The tired birds are returning to their nests, the cool breeze is blowing, and the stars and the moon are looming in the clouds, like a little light covered with a layer of veil, illuminating the mountains and rivers with faint and hazy light, guiding the way forward for pedestrians.

The long night is coming.

There is a small inn beside the official road a few miles away from Yancheng. Because it occupies a good location, there are many guests who come here to rest. It is time for dinner, and the lights inside and outside the door are brightly lit, and people come and go To, noisy and lively.

When Qin Zhiyi said he wanted to come here at first, Le Zhiyu disagreed.

"Brother Qin, you are a brave man with a high level of art, but I was almost scared out of my wits today. I really can't bear it anymore. Look at the three of us, each of us is more eye-catching than the other. I'm afraid it's because we just stepped on the front foot. If you go in, someone will block the door with a knife, so why don't you go to the mountain to find a ruined temple or something, just make do with it, at least, you can sleep peacefully."

"is it?"

Qin Zhi also glanced at him, and said calmly: "You have no experience in the world, and you can think of hiding in these places. Could it be that those who chased and killed you couldn't think of it?"

"Uh······"

Le Zhiyu really had no way to refute these words, and was searching his brains to find some other reasons, but heard Qin Zhi also add something.

"Furthermore, desolate places like ruined temples and shrines are usually covered with cobwebs and dust, and snakes, insects, rats and ants are rampant. It is really dirty and messy. If you really can bear it, I will go with you."

"Yep."

Ah Yan seemed to understand, and nodded in sympathy.

"I know this. There are a lot of mice and bedbugs in the mountain temple. They will crawl all over your body when you sleep, and..."

"Okay, stop talking."

Le Zhiyu felt disgusted when he heard it, his hairs stood on end, and he immediately dismissed the idea of ​​imitating the desperate heroes in the book and going to live in a ruined temple.

"I'd better go to the inn, even if I die, I have to be a decent ghost."

"You're not going to die."

Ah Yan patted his chest confidently.

"and me."

When he said this, he still had a bright smile on his face, as if he didn't take the imminent danger of the soldier on his neck into consideration at all, which inexplicably gave people a sense of peace of mind and reliability.

It's strange to say, maybe it's because of the friendship of fleeing together, and getting more familiar with Le Zhiyu, Ah Yan is not as stupid as when we first met, his whole demeanor has become lively, and even speaking They are all fluent, if not for the fact that they still don't know about their origins, they would almost think that he is a normal person.

Qin Zhiyi's eyes swept over him inch by inch, coldly, like a knife blade, making people shudder.

If there is abnormality, it is a demon.

How can there be such a stupid coincidence, forgetting everything, but not forgetting how to use one's own misery to win sympathy, and not forgetting to use one's own skills to exchange for others' gratitude.

Even now, he has not forgotten to use his honesty and simplicity to win the favor of others.

If he deliberately approached Le Zhiyu here, what exactly does this person want to do?

Perhaps it was because Qin Zhiyi's eyes were too sharp, and he didn't shy away from it at all, which caused Ah Yan, who was only looking at Le Zhiyu's words, to react belatedly, and scratched his head for some unknown reason.

"Is something wrong, there are bugs crawling on my face or..."

Before he could finish his words, Qin Zhiyi suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his face, his finger bones protruding with force, as if he wanted to uncover the painted skin of the evil spirit, mercilessly .

"Brother Qin, what are you doing?"

Le Zhiyu opened his eyes wide in surprise, seeing Ah Yan's face in Qin Zhiyi's hand with painful veins bulging, almost distorted, after a moment of stunned, he hurried up to stop him.

"If you have something to say, don't do it."

In just a moment, Qin Zhiyi let go of Ah Yan's flesh, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There is no disguise, no pretense, and the scars are real.

It's just that the scar doesn't look like a burn or a knife cut, but rather like some strange disease. It bulges and festers from the inside of the skin until it breaks and festers, and then heals and scabs on the surface. Over time, it repeats over and over again. It was the disease that completely ruined his appearance, turning him into the ugly appearance of neither human nor ghost.

The place where Ah Yan was grabbed by Qin Zhiyi was red and swollen quickly visible to the naked eye. With the uneven scars on his face, it can be called shocking, making people dare not look directly at it.

But even in such pain, he didn't shed a tear, let alone fight back, and didn't even ask why, just stood there in a daze, lowered his eyelids and closed his mouth tightly, like someone who was bullied Like a doormat that doesn't dare to make a sound.

Le Zhiyu felt very sorry.

Although his purpose of taking in Ayan is indeed to recruit talents for his own selfishness, but the original intention is to hope that Ayan's life will be more comfortable than when he was wandering before, at least he can have enough food and clothing, and no longer be looked down upon by others insult.

But before that day came, Ah Yan suffered so many injuries because of saving him, and was forced to follow him on this uncertain escape road, and was taught by Qin Zhiyi for no reason. It was simply worse than before. Even worse.

"Brother Qin, what's going on?"

Le Zhiyu knew that Qin Zhiyi must have his reasons for doing this, but he couldn't help but want to say a few words for A Yan.

"Are you still doubting Ah Yan? I've said it all, he's not a bad guy..."

"Bad people don't write the word bad on their faces."

Qin Zhiyi paused for a while, his eyes passed Le Zhiyu, and fell on A Yan, his tone was indifferent.

"How do you know that he is not good at disguising, and has another purpose to get close to you?"

Le Zhiyu has a heart disease, and always feels that Qin Zhiyi's words are insinuating. It seems that he is talking about A Yan, but he is actually talking about him.

He originally wanted to use the excuse of being hunted down by the imperial envoy this time to explain everything to Qin Zhiyi openly and honestly.

After all, he really wanted to marry Qin Zhiyi, and he didn't want to be with him with concealment and deceit. He was worried that something would happen one day, and he would feel uneasy. He lost his life during the assassination and never had a chance to talk about it again?

But looking at Qin Zhiyi's jittery and vigilant reaction now, one knows that he extremely hates being coaxed and used by others. I am afraid that after learning the whole truth, he will not believe his intentions at all, and he will probably disappear overnight.

Thinking of this, Le Zhiyu shut his mouth sullenly, and did not try to plead for Ah Yan again.

Qin Zhiyi's expression softened a little, he stretched out his hand to take his soft palm, held it firmly, and walked towards the inn, when he passed Ayan, he lowered his eyebrows and said something coldly.

"Regardless of whether you are really stupid or fake, please behave yourself. If you want to pretend to be a ghost, you have other plans, next time, I will peel your skin with my own hands."