Waiting for the wind and rain, the city of clouds is light

Everything progressed rapidly afterwards, Big Iron Volunteer volunteered, willing to go to Bolangsha with Zhang Liang to assassinate Ying Zheng.If you bypass the garrison from the north of the river, you need to take the road from the south of the river.The small town is in the south of Songhai, if you set off dozens of days in advance, you can arrive there first.The disciples of the Mohists shifted one after another to meet up with the leader, and after resting, they kept inquiring about the movement of the East Patrol convoy and the troops stationed along the way in the surrounding counties.

The days were dull but tense, Zhang Liang's injuries gradually healed, and the preparations for assassinating Qin became more and more sufficient.It's just that Big Iron Hammer, Robber Zhi and others asked when they were going to leave several times, but Zhang Liang didn't answer, just took a sip of tea and said lightly, wait a little longer.

Every evening when the disciples who inquired about the news returned, Zhang Liang and several leaders would gather together to discuss.Everything was going on in an orderly and unstoppable manner, step by step towards the node where the murderous intent suddenly appeared.After analyzing all the returned messages and deploying them one by one, Zhang Liang's steady voice never changed.And when they were about to leave, he would always ask, is there any news about her?

His answer was always silence.

But his expression remained unchanged, he only lowered his eyes to look at the tea in the cup, opened his lips for a while and said, look for it again.

Look again.

The calm days always pass quickly, and soon it will be summer, and there are rumors in the city that Shi Huang's car will arrive at Hangu Pass in a few days.Big Hammer lost his temper at first, but Zhang Liang's response did not change much.The other leaders were somewhat impatient, but they knew that Zhang Liang had his own way, so they didn't worry too much.

The discussion after nightfall was still the same today, but the inquiring disciples brought back the news that the car had left Hangu Pass.As soon as these words came out, everyone felt a little anxious, but Zhang Liang just nodded slowly as usual, pondered for a moment, and asked the question that had been asked countless times: "Is there any news about her?"

Still speechless.

I don't know when there was a faint depression in the air.

Zhang Liang didn't speak.The disciple who brought the news didn't dare to look at him, so he could only silently stare at his toes, thinking about how to dig out something to tell him, but he heard that voice: "That's all, that's it."

The disciple raised his head in surprise.Zhang Liang held the cup of tea in his hand, his knuckles were a little pale under the light.It was so silent that you could hear the birdsong outside, as if after a long time, Robber Zhi said with some uncertainty: "Ovary, what do you mean..."

"Don't look for it anymore, let's do it like this." Zhang Liang interrupted his question, put the cup back on the table, made a muffled sound, and repeated it in a low voice after a while.

"I can't find it anymore."

After the discussion, everyone got up and dispersed, Robber Zhi looked back at Zhang Liang worriedly, who was sitting at the table.The lights were like beans, and the bright moonlight outside the window fell into the house. He looked at the half-empty cup, and then took the cup to drink the remaining tea.After the cold tea tasted bitter, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

On the second day, Zhang Liang informed the Mohists that they would set off in two days.

On the eve of departure, all the disciples and leaders of the Mo family gathered in one place.The first emperor's car was carefully guarded, and many people were traveling together for fear of scaring the snake, so there were only Zhang Liang and Da Tiehammer on this trip.Mohist disciples are usually taken care of by their leaders, and the big hammer is very affectionate and has a deep relationship with everyone.The good or bad of this trip is uncertain, fearing that it will be difficult to see each other after the farewell, everyone opened a few jars of wine and drank to their heart's content.

Bandit Zhi usually yelled and drank, but he got drunk the fastest when he really drank. After drinking a few bowls, he began to chatter, and at the same time persuaded the people around him to drink more.After several rounds, everyone was slightly drunk, Robber Zhi held up his bowl and patted Fatty Ding, then turned around and asked dizzily, "Hey? Where did the ovary go? Why don't you come and drink with me for a few rounds?"

"Stinky boy," old man Ban slammed him on the head, "Zifang is in good health, and you are going to drag him to drink, what do you mean?"

Robber Zhi rubbed the place on his head where he was beaten, acting like I can't hear anything.

The moonlight is like water, and the night breeze brings a bit of coolness.Zhang Liang sat alone on the roof, from here he could see the sporadic lights of the county town in the distance.

The wind blows over the wine in the bowl, blowing fine waves, soft as hands touching the earth.He closed his eyes, the smell of wine was faint.From spring to summer, new shoots have grown to form a shade tree crown, and rustling sounds are made between the overlapping leaves.

There seemed to be a breeze slipping through his cuffs.

"You're here." He said abruptly.

"Won't you sit with me?" he added.

There was a burst of sound from the leaves beside the ears, as if they were close at hand.

"Tomorrow is the time to set off," Zhang Liang breathed in lightly, his voice soft because of his low voice, "It will take a month to arrive at Bolangsha and then to set up an ambush..."

The sound of the wind seems to be a little tighter, blowing away the small sound just now.

"You really think it's a bit hasty." A faint smile appeared on the lips, "You must think that I shouldn't go in person since I'm sick. It's just that this time is dangerous, but I'm the only one familiar with the surroundings, so even if Adventure, also must go."

He paused, and his voice became more relieved: "I think you can also see it, so you don't stop me. Not only that, if you have the opportunity, you will definitely urge me to leave quickly every day."

Ye Lang's ups and downs were as crisp as laughter.

"I know what you want to say, since the assassination of the Qin Dynasty is dangerous, you should go to the ambush site early to prepare. Waiting here is really a waste of time." Zhang Liang smiled, the wind brushed his hair on the forehead, "But do you really think so?"

The wind gradually died down, and the rustling sound was sparse.

"You really..." Zhang Liang murmured and repeated, his deep voice became hoarse, "Is that what you think?"

"Would you blame me for leaving like this?"

"Yunwei..."

The voice in the ear disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Liang opened his eyes.

nobody.

she's not there.

The stiff smile at the corner of his mouth could no longer hold on, Zhang Liang closed his eyes in pain, his hand holding the wooden bowl trembled uncontrollably, his slender fingers gripped the edge of the bowl tightly, and the pain in his covered eyes rolled over everything .The moonlight was still bright and clear, but it was as cold as ice, and the chill pierced into the body like a sword.The pain broke through the numbness and hit the chest directly, as if it wanted to wring a square inch of heart.

The aroma of wine lingers on the tip of the nose, which is so strong that it is suffocating.

"You never said..." A broken and hoarse voice came from his throat, as if it didn't belong to him, "You never said you were afraid, you just let me ignore it, but you know...you know I will... "

His voice faded away, turning into a choked sob that slipped through his breath.

In the silence, only the sound of chaos between heaven and earth remained.

The thin figure on the roof is as bleak as a fallen leaf in late autumn, and the hand holding the wine has long been numb.The half-moon reflected in the bowl was shattered into a mess by the slight waves, struggling to undulate among the waves, as if duckweeds were connected and then suddenly torn apart by huge waves, and it was difficult to get together again.

The lonely shadow cast by the moonlight is long and thin.

"I'm leaving, why don't you come see me off?"

The voice was hazy like mist, but no one answered.

Zhang Liang stared fixedly at the shimmering light in the bowl, as if he wanted to see some ethereal things through it.After a while, he said, "You can't drink wine, so I'll do it for you."

The wooden bowl was brought to his mouth, he raised his head and poured all the wine.The wine in the old Yandi was as strong as burning, and the pain of swallowing a sword was comparable to the pain of swallowing a line into the throat.After drinking from a bowl, Zhang Liang put the bowl by his side, but his eyes were sober that there was no trace of drunkenness.He got up and stood, looking at the mountains to the west, his voice was cold when he spoke again.

"It's just that after that, I don't drink anymore."

Early the next morning, the two set off for Bolangsha.

All the way day and night, bypassing the garrison and passing through a small town in the countryside.The seedlings in the farmland are withered and yellow, the humidity of spring is receding steadily under the approach of scorching heat, and the dust that is raised is filled with the smell of burnt.

The rumors of Shihuang's car driving spread farther and farther, and the people in the city looked at the outsiders with more fear.The heat of June is dormant, waiting for the opportunity to come out in full force when the sun shines.The restlessness of the star point intensified, like a shadow attached to everyone.

The greenness of the East has faded like flying, and the rough atmosphere of the Central Plains is mixed in the criss-cross streets cut like knives and axes.While dismounting his horse to rest, Zhang Liang drank tea to quench his thirst. The wide brim of his hat covered his eye-catching face, and he heard the news that Shihuang had arrived at the border of Sanchuan.

He covered his side, the scabbard under the rough kudzu cloth was green and cold like a spring.

It's time for a rain, a storm that quenches the heat and anxiety.

Hurrying quickly, the two arrived at Bolangsha the day before the martial law in Yangwu County.The vast expanse of thousands of miles is sparsely populated, the reeds are toppled by the wind like large swathes of green splashed on the canvas, and the crawling sand dunes are hideous lines.The dark clouds rolled over the sky and rolled up the stormy waves, casting shadows on the ground.

Henan crosses the north, and the reeds are churning.

Hooves clattered, wooden wheels hobbled across the dunes.The blood red of the setting sun is like a bright banner, the first emperor's guard of honor is approaching unhurriedly, and a crescent moon has hung in the sky at some point.

"Here we come!" Big Iron Roared with difficulty concealing his excitement.

Among the slanting grass blades, a carriage slowly came into view.

It seemed that everything in the world was silent, and he heard the sound of blood rushing in his veins.

It has been three months, three full months have passed since the collapse of Little Shengxian Village.Zhang Liang hid his aura, the green blood on Ling Xu's hilt was dazzling, he held the sword tightly in his hand, as the sand dunes rose and fell, he felt his heart pounding against his chest.Less than a step away, the big hammer bowed down, and the right hand had already touched the wooden handle of Thor's Hammer.

The guards in front rode past, and after a while, the six horses drove out slowly.

The Son of Heaven Liujia... the hand holding the sword stopped.

The huge silhouette of the sedan car emerged from behind the sand dune, followed by another carriage, with uneven hoofbeats, and it turned out that there were six of them.

The ears seemed to be emptied.

The third car, the fourth car, the fifth car... Zhang Liang stared at this long convoy, all of them were six drivers of the emperor, each car was six drivers, Ying Zheng was in danger many times, how could this time Not early to prepare!

"This, why is this..." Big Iron Hammer stared at the scene in front of him in astonishment, with shock in his tone.

Miscalculation, miscalculation, Zhang Liang closed his eyes to cover the roiling waves.It is impossible to distinguish between six drivers, and the arrangement of cars and sedans in the convoy is uneven but confusing.Taking a gamble is tantamount to gambling with your life, and once you make a wrong bet, it will be difficult to retreat if you are surrounded by guards; if you give up, there will be no openings to take advantage of during this east tour, and the convoy will enter the customs and return to Xianyang. I don't know when the next time will be.

The convoy moved forward slowly and inexorably, inch by inch away from the ambush, only a few steps away, months of preparations were in vain.

"Mr. Zhang Liang..." The sledgehammer turned to him, with unbearable anxiety in his eyes.

"Withdraw!" Zhang Liang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word.

"What?" Big Hammer couldn't help raising his voice, "Should we just let him go like this!"

"It's not worth risking your life like this." Zhang Liang gripped Ling Xu tightly, and behind every word was a deep hatred that he forbeared.The car was bumping up and down, the sunset in the sky lost the last ray of light, the sound of wooden wheels gradually faded away, and the luxuriant canopy was about to hide in the sand dunes again——

But the big iron brazenly stood up from the reed!

"Sir, you are right, this is too risky." He grabbed the Thor's Hammer behind him, swung it in front of him, and said decisively, "But when I came here this time, I never thought that I could go back. !"

Zhang Liang's pupils suddenly constricted, and the gust of wind suddenly intensified, making the reeds rustle, and the movement here had already alarmed the guards around the car.The sledgehammer leaned down, with both feet firmly planted in the reeds, and the internal force spun around the body of the hammer, and the world changed color during its operation: "Mr. Zhang Liang, just let it go and gamble, whichever one you say, I will smash it!"

With the sound of heartbeat breaking through his chest, Zhang Liang stared closely at the guard who was startled to be assassinated, and a circle of people faced outwards, subconsciously backing away——

"In the middle!" Suddenly, the judgment blurted out!

The big iron hammer stepped forward, and within a breath, it was three feet in front of the sedan chair.The guards gathered to stop them, but they seemed to be fixed in place by an invisible force that fell from the sky. The 120-jin heavy hammer rotated in the air, and the violent wind mixed with thunder and thunderbolts tore through the sky. The curtain of the car was lifted and torn, and the huge pressure smashed down on the roof of the car with an irresistible force!

Heartbeat stopped.

Yun Wei suddenly covered his chest, the beating sound was firm and powerful, as if the meal just now was just an illusion.

The streets and alleys of the village were no longer bustling, her eyelashes trembled, and she turned her head involuntarily to look to the left, and the green forest sea was undulating in the distance.

Over there, there was a loud noise that contained the inner strength like a huge wave, and it permeated the whole body along with the vibration of the earth.Illusion?The people who walked by from time to time went back and forth as if they didn't hear anything, she stood there blankly, and the faint uneasiness made her tremble uncontrollably.

The backlash of the voice technique destroyed most of her internal energy, and the constant repairs in recent months only allowed her meridians to barely withstand the flow of breath during practice.At this time, she was almost no different from an ordinary person, but this force actually crossed the mountains and let her grasp it. Could it be that...

She didn't dare to think deeply, but fear followed her closely like a nightmare.She stepped up and walked towards the village, the black shadows of the branches and leaves blurred in the night like a cloud of black mist enveloped her.