Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter Five, Killing Intent
The night is just around the corner, and it is time for dinner. People from the Moonland Kingdom who like to squat down on the street and chat with their neighbors. I don’t know if they are afraid of the clouds above their heads or the rumors about the daughter of the Pluto, they hide back to themselves.
The house and the streets seem a bit deserted.
Only the officials from the government were patrolling around.
The guards of Chaoyang City seem much tighter than when they arrived last fall, but Ning Que believes that it is not a big problem to sneak out with Sangsang. It was just that he had a big black umbrella in his hand and he spread his mind and realized that he had found that in Chaoyang City
There were a lot of strong people, and what made him even more wary was that the Yuelun Kingdom court significantly strengthened its search for Chaoyang City. Soldiers could be seen everywhere on the streets and alleys. Could it be that the Buddhist and Taoist sects have confirmed that they and Sangsang were in Chaoyang.
In the city?
It seems that I am really leaving this time, but where are you going?
If Ning Que was just alone, he would have left Chaoyang City long ago. Whether he went back to the academy or went elsewhere, he would have confidence that he would not be discovered by the Buddhist and Taoist sects. However, now he is carrying Sangsang, who has not recovered from serious illness.
I really don't dare to act rashly.
After living in Chaoyang City for more than a hundred days, he still didn't see any trace of his elder brother. The elder brother seemed to have never been here. This made him guess that the Taoist and Buddha sects might have used some method, and he had no way to go
Search carefully, because the most important thing about hiding whereabouts is to cut off any contact with the outside world.
Sangsang, who was worried about staying alone in the yard, was soon over Ning Que's investigation and exploration work. While he was constantly deepening the map he had just drawn in his mind, he walked towards the yard.
There was an inconspicuous stream about dozens of feet away from the courtyard. There were some green trees growing by the river. He walked under a tree, looked at the direction of the courtyard, and confirmed that there was no problem with Sangsang.
Sitting down, he lowered his head tired.
One autumn is in Lanke Temple, the other autumn is in the wasteland, and then came to Chaoyang City for more than a hundred days. He was in extreme tension and anxiety. Although his body could get rest, his spirit did not have the opportunity to relax.
Even if it's just a moment of relaxation.
Since he left Chang'an City when he was a child, he has been struggling on the verge of life and death. Whether in Minshan Mountain or in the wasteland, he was often in a state of mental tension, but at that time, there was always a chance to soothe. Whether it was drinking or fire.
Singing loudly beside the pile, but now he and Sangsang are so lonely, facing the overwhelming pressure of the whole world. They can't find any opportunity to vent their pressure.
Ning Que thought Sangsang noticed his mental abnormality, so he tried to relax himself with cuteness and gossip. He also cooperated very much. However, he still couldn't improve his current mental state. The string in his mind collapsed until it was broken today.
It can break at any time.
He picked up a stone from the bank of the stream and held it tightly, and then slowly used force. He didn't know how long it took to let go of his palm. The stone in the palm had been pressed into several pieces of gravel.
Then he stood up and punched the green tree hard. He wanted to use this method to relieve the heavy pressure after returning to the courtyard as written in an article deep in his memory.
Only by facing the sick Sangsang with the calmest expression and the gentlest attitude.
There is always a gap between reality and ideal.
Ning Que looked at the green tree in front of him, looking at his fist that quietly fell into the hard trunk of the green tree, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his lips slightly parted, and he couldn't see whether he was crying or laughing.
When he returned to the yard, he had already returned to his calmness. He crawled into the bedding in the dark, hugged Sangsang's slightly cold body, leaned his face against the back of her neck, sniffed deeply, and said, "Go to bed quickly."
Sangsang felt a little wet on the back of his neck. He turned around and looked at his eyes, but in his eyes, he saw nothing but calmness and warmth. He asked in a low voice: "Are you crying?"
Ning Que smiled and said, "When did you see me crying in so many years?"
Sangsang buried his head in his arms and said, "Did you mention the Shanshan Girl before, which reminds you of those things, and feel more and more regretful and sad, so sad?"
This is what the two of them often do these days, but Ning Que is not in the mood at this time, so he just silently hugged her in his arms, gently stroked her back, conveying the warmth in his palm.
Sangsang was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "I'm stupid, right?"
Ning Que asked, "Where is stupid?"
Sangsang raised his head and looked at him and said, "It's not cute, but I want to pretend to be cute to make you happy. It's ugly, and sometimes even pretends to be unreasonable."
Ning Que looked at her and said, "You are cute."
Sangsang whispered, "Where is cute?"
Ning Que said, "You are the only girl I can love, so you are cute."
Sangsang smiled and said, "It's so stingy and sour."
Ning Que also laughed and said, "This sentence was taught by Pipi."
Sangsang was still laughing, but he didn't know when tears had wet his cheeks.
Ning Que reached out to bounce the tears from her face and said, "Since he was five years old, I have never seen you cry."
Sangsang said: "I cried once a few years ago and left Lao Bizhai that night."
Ning Que said, "Don't cry anymore."
Sangsang lowered his head and nodded softly.
Ning Que's lips fell on her smooth forehead, then moved downwards and landed on her lips.
Sangsang opened his eyes slightly and his lips slightly.
Ning Que hugged her hard and kissed her quietly and concentrically, as if he wanted to completely press her thin body into his own body. Only in this way can she not be seen by others and then taken away.
Sangsang is 16 years old this year. Although she is thin, she has grown into a girl after all, and she has her own charm. Ning Que's hand reaches into her clothes and gently caresses her.
Sangsang whispered, "Let's have a baby."
"Waiting for your illness to recover." Ning Que said in her eyes that seemed to be transparent.
"What if the disease never gets cured?"
"We will leave Chaoyang City in two days and find a safe place."
"But where is the truly safe place? The academy?"
"If you can't go back to the academy, then a place without people is a safe place."
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The clouds in the sky became bigger and thicker.
The shadow cast by the clouds has already enveloped most of Chaoyang City. When the sun rises, Chaoyang City ushers in a very short period of morning light. Then as the sun rises above the clouds, the city falls into dark weather again.
middle.
Since last night, thousands of soldiers from Yuelun Kingdom, led by the ascetic monks of the Buddha Sect, searched Chaoyang City under the clouds along each street. This search was conducted very carefully, and no one dared to be careless.
Every household was knocked open, and no places such as water tanks and grain cellars were left behind. Only after confirming that there were no outsiders living in the house, would a piece of red paper be posted on the door to indicate that
No problem.
Although Chaoyang City, covered by cloud shadows, is large in area, but so many people search door-to-door and gradually eliminate suspicion. There will always be some moment when the two people hiding under the clouds can be found.
The arrival of that moment was earlier than everyone expected. Neither it was Master Qimei of Hanging Temple, Luo Kedi and his eighteen Xiling Divine Guards.
A ascetic monk from the Hanging Temple was leading a dozen soldiers to search along a stream. Suddenly, a black crow appeared on a dead tree in front of him.
The ascetic monk looked at the crow frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and waved it lightly, intending to drive it away, but the black crow seemed not afraid of anyone, but instead rattled at him several times.
After several roars, the black crow rose from the branches and flew around the head of the ascetic monk three times, then flew up the stream, about ten feet away, and then landed on another tree, and then gagged again
He called twice.
The practitioners in the world are basically believers of Haotian. Although the disciples of the Buddha Sect worshipped the Buddha, they believed in the dark things. Looking at the strange appearance of the black crow, the monk's expression gradually condensed, indicating that
More than a dozen soldiers searched in place, and then followed the black crow to the north of the stream.
After walking about a few miles away, he had probably walked through five or six streets and alleys. The ascetic monk watched the black crow fly into a small courtyard dozens of feet away by the stream, and his expression changed slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the ascetic monk's eyes fell on a green tree in front of him, and saw a clear fist hole on the hard trunk, his pupils suddenly shrank and his expression changed drastically.
He suddenly thought that if the two people in the courtyard were really the legendary people, he was uneasy due to fear, and he was afraid that they would be perceived by the other party in an instant. With this in mind, he would actually calm down his mind and calm down his mind.
, forcibly expel everything you see and guess from your mind.
The ascetic monk put his hands together, his face was expressionless, and he was not thinking or thinking. He walked slowly from the riverside, passing through the narrow alley, following the instinct deep in his consciousness, and heading toward a certain place.
He kept walking through several streets and alleys in this state. No matter the call of his fellow disciples or the strange eyes of the soldiers, he could not stop until he slowly walked into the White Tower Temple.
The bells of Baita Temple made the ascetic monk wake up from his unconscious state. Looking at his fellow disciples who were surrounding him, his eyes were filled with confusion, and then he suddenly woke up, showing endless horror, and he vomited blood with a puff of noise.
Come, weakly said, "Finished."
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Luo Kedi looked at the small courtyard in the distance, his burly body as strong as a mountain did not tremble at all, and his cheeks were no emotion on his rocky cheeks, but the burning fighting spirit in his eyes seemed to burn everything he saw to ashes.
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Eighteen Xiling Divine Guards, wearing red cloaks, stood on both sides of his body with a solemn expression, carrying the God-given sword on his back. Looking at the width of the scabbard, you can imagine how heavy these God-given swords are.
Master Qimei stood beside Luo Kedi, quietly looking at the courtyard in the distance, and after a long silence, he said, "Who could have thought that the daughter of the Hades would hide in Chaoyang City?"
The two strong men stood at the same position, two streets away from the courtyard. The reason why this distance was kept is because the murderous intent on them was too strong, so strong that even their realm could not be blocked.
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