Ye Wuqi looked back at the warrior and found that the warrior was still sitting on the stool with his eyes closed, as if he had not found the figure. Ye Wuqi looked at the door and walked towards the door with light hands and feet. Gently pushed open the door, only issued a trace of sound. Ye Wuque walks towards the direction pointed by the shadow like a thief.
When ye Wuqian walked out of the door, the cold Inn ushered in a second guest.
Ye Wuwei carefully lies on the fence and looks at the people who enter the inn. The comer is a man with cold breath all over his body. He was dressed in ordinary clothes, but it was difficult to conceal a strong and mysterious smell. On his back was a long object sealed with gray cloth. You don''t have to guess Ye Wuxiang knows that he is carrying a knife. The first feeling of seeing this man reminds Ye Wuqian of the warrior behind him. In addition to their looks, the two of them feel so much alike, equally powerful and mysterious. The only difference is that his weapon is longer and wider than an ordinary sword. The samurai''s weapon seems to be just a dagger, and the dagger was sent to Lingling when I left Taohua village.
The man stands in the spot and talks with the boss what, leaf does not lack not quite hear clearly. But the man is still looking around, ye Wuque has some fear in his heart. No matter to the samurai or this man, such a man of the same temperament always makes ye Wuque have some fear in his heart. Ye Wuqi didn''t want to be found by him, and went back to the room. Back in the room, I saw the samurai still sitting on the stool with his back eyes, nothing changed. Looks like the samurai is really asleep?
Ye Wuque lies back in bed and looks at the ceiling of the room with his eyes open. The heart is beating faster and faster. Before that erratic figure to ye Wumian''s guiding position, must be to let ye Wuque see the man who just came in. Although Ye Wuqian doesn''t know people like them very well, based on his relationship with Warriors these days, ye knows that such senses are so powerful that they know everything about everything around them. That is to say, it is very likely that the samurai is clear about the series of movements just now. But he pretended that nothing happened? Or leaves without lack really want more. Ye Wuqi knows that all the coincidences in this world are inevitable. These two men with the same temperament appear in the same inn, which is very problematic.
Ye Wuque closes his eyes and pretends to be asleep. He wants to see what the warrior does. But the samurai is quiet as if it doesn''t exist. After a while, ye Wuxiang pretended to be really asleep.
At night Ye Wuqian had a dream. Many dreams are illusory, so that people don''t know they are dreaming. From the very beginning, ye Wuwu knew clearly that ye Wuque was dreaming.
In a full moon forest, the moon spreads over the earth, making everything look as clear as day. The warrior and the man stood in the forest, looking at each other. Ye Wuque looks at them from the side. In the form of shadow, ye Wuque looks down at his own figure, like the reflection in the water, which seems to be scattered at any time. This is a form that no one else can see except for the absence of leaves. This is There is a form of ghosts in this world. Even if it''s a person as powerful as a warrior, when the ghost appears in the room, the warrior still finds nothing.
Ye Wuqian knows that this is a dream, because in this dream, ye Wuqian becomes a ghost.
Ye Wumian stood next to them, very close, but neither of the men found ye Wumian. They stood still for a moment. The warrior asked, "why did you kill them?
The man said, "I''m just doing what you didn''t do, but you should. When did the inner three rings of dragon scale become so feminine.
The man said, taking the cloth from his back, slowly opened the cloth, a shining knife in the moonlight, Cheng Cheng.
The samurai said, "it''s my business how I do it. You don''t have to teach me, let alone start."
The man said, "only I found you and him. I didn''t inform anyone. You can rest assured that he is still a secret to the four kings
The warrior said, "four kings? Do you still regard him as king? "
The man slowly took out the broadsword completely, holding one hand horizontally in his hand, looking like he was going to fight with a warrior. The man said, "the four kings were kind to me. After the death of the crown prince, I have no choice but to join the four kings in order to repay the kindness. "
The samurai did not know what suddenly occurred to him. With a rare look on his face, he said, "since each is his own master, let''s do his own thing. It''s just the gratitude and resentment of the previous generation. The child is really innocent. Can we save his life.
The man said, "I''m sorry, dragon scale only works with orders."
The samurai nodded with a smile and said, "all say that the inner three rings of the dragon scale are static while the outer three rings are active. Few of the inner three rings can win the outer three rings. But in that case, I have to fight. Even if I fight for my life, I will have the face to face the prince when I come to the netherworld.
The man said, "show your warrior."
The warrior said, "the weapon has been sent."
The man was stunned, obviously did not think of it. Then the man put the big knife in his hand to the ground, and the blade of the sword was inserted into half of the ground. Ye Wuqian thinks that this knife may be a strong man who can''t pull it out.
The man said, "although I don''t know why you are willing to give the spirit to others. I don''t want to take advantage of others. Take out the dragon scale sword. "After that, the two men took out the short knife representing the dragon scale and moved quickly. Ye Wuque, who is quick to fight with two people, can hardly catch their figure with his eyes. He only occasionally sees a few blinks, which are all scenes of samurai defeated by men. The trees also seem to be blowing up wind because of their duel.
The final picture is very strange, the samurai is actually undamaged, while the man''s waist and abdomen are cut on his sharp knife. The man''s face is not suffering because he is about to die. On the contrary, the man''s face shows a smile that the pain is finally over. But the warrior''s expression of surprise.
Although there is no lack of leaves, the process can not be seen. But ye Wuqian knows that the warrior wins, but the man intentionally loses.
"For Why let me
The man said, "only in this way can I be worthy of the crown prince and the four kings. The four kings knew that you were still alive, and ordered me to search for you to kill it. But the four kings didn''t know that you found him! Don''t worry, I have erased all traces along the way, as long as you remain anonymous and stay away from the imperial city. With your ability, the four kings will never find you. Of course, he won''t be found. And I I''m afraid no one will remember from now on. "
The warrior''s eyes were moist: "I remember you. You protected him with your own life. Everyone in our generation of dragon scale will remember you. Prince Thank you, too! "Dagao" will be true
What the samurai called "Dagao" is that a man''s waist was cut by a knife and his mouth kept bleeding, but his face showed a smile: "really? Will the prince forgive me
The warrior nodded softly.
The man then said, "Dagao is true. I haven''t been called that for a long time. I hope I can hear it when I get there. "
The man said and closed his eyes with a smile. "Tianzang, take care of him.
The warrior looked at the man and nodded slowly.
The man''s mouth is still murmuring: "dragon scale, the order of respecting the dragon, take the dragon for life, live in the dragon, die for the Dragon..."
The sky is slightly bright, some Ding Dong Dong sound wakes up Ye Wuqi. Ye Wuxiang rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed. I found the samurai still sitting there as still as last night. Ye Wuqi is a little confused.
In addition to ye Wumian himself, last night''s dream was clear and real. But the real Samurai sat there like ye Wuque before he went to bed last night, as if he had never moved. Ye Wuqi called softly: "samurai, samurai. The samurai didn''t seem to hear anything
In fact, the samurai is awake at this time. These days, the samurai is the light of the day to call ye Wumian to get up and go on his way. But today, he seems a little tired.
Ye Wumian gets up and walks to the hotel hall. The sound of Ding Dong comes from the innkeeper who is turning the stool off the table. He saw ye Wumian get up and smile at ye Wuque. This kind of smile is not so exaggerated and perfunctory as last night, but real. He just woke up from the dark night, and showed a real and warm smile to the first person he saw.
The boss cleaned up everything and opened the door to let the initial sunshine spread all over the room. He moved the bench and put it at the door of the inn. Ye Wuqian sat on it with him. Like a pair of grandsons and grandsons, they got up early and had nothing to do. They looked at the sun and waited for my mother and his daughter-in-law to make breakfast in the room and ask several people to eat. But the fact is, Ye has no mother, and he has no daughter-in-law.
The boss asked, "my guest, where are you going
Ye Wuque said: "the imperial city."
There was a glimmer of unhappiness in the boss''s eyes. Then he smoked a cigarette, touched my head, looked at the horizon with deep eyes, and began to tell his story.
His boss was born in this small town for generations. The town is separated between Liangcheng and Taicheng. Although Taicheng is not as lively as the Imperial City, it is also one of the few big cities. However, Liangcheng is a small and solid city. Every year, many people rush to Taicheng or the Imperial City farther away from Taicheng for the sake of their future. The reason for the existence of this inn is to provide a place for people who are travelling between the two cities. It''s not about making money. He is particularly focused on this. In the past, the business of the store was very good, and there were also several inns in the small town as competitors. But now they are the only Inn in the town.
Ye Wuqian asked him why. The boss took a smoke and then said, "it''s all because of the plague ten years ago.
Ten years ago, the innkeeper was tired of the ordinary and boring life of the inn. The guests who came and went to describe the prosperity and magic of Taicheng and Huangcheng to the boss, and finally encouraged the boss to go to the strange and yearning fields. In spite of the opposition of his wife and children, the boss takes his money with him and looks forward to the future like a young man. Looking forward to their own in Taicheng or imperial city to make a big cause, and then return home. Or take his wife and children away from the town they have guarded for generations and go to the big city. That''s what the boss thought. The future is so beautiful that the world is full of hope.
But reality is not what the boss wants. The boss wandered around in the imperial city for half a year, and finally ended up doing dishes in a restaurant for a living. For the impression of the Imperial City, the boss still feels cold and distant when talking about it.The boss finally disillusioned with the big city and decided to go home to run his Inn and live a comfortable life with his wife and children. But when he set foot on his way home, he heard that three months after he left, a plague appeared in the town, and all the people in the town died overnight. The whole lively town became a dead city overnight.
The boss didn''t believe it. When he returned to the town, the town was being rebuilt, and none of the residents of the town had been found. The boss went crazy and looked for his wife and children who must still be in the inn. Finally, the boss found his inn, but could not find his wife and children. We can''t even find the body.
At that time, many officials came to the imperial city. They brought many refugees to the town and rebuilt it. It also posted a message saying that the plague in the town had dissipated naturally, and that the corpses who had died of the plague before, for fear of the unpredictable harm of the plague, had been collectively transported by the soldiers to the extreme East and frozen.
Then came news that the bodies were frozen into ice and flowed into the sea. So, in order to commemorate those who died on that day, people in the town put river lanterns on the river surface in the hope that the river lamps could flow to the East China Sea, so that those lonely souls could be comforted.