Ji Yunshu pursed his lips.
Looking at Jing Rong's serious and worried eyes.
Said: "That jade card!"
"Jade card?"
Did not understand!
Ji Yunshu: "Do you still remember that on the way from Jinjiang to the capital, we met a Huyi merchant in a broken temple?"
Jing Rong was confused, thought about it, and nodded: "Remember!"
"I took the child by caesarean section for his deceased wife. At that time, he gave me a jade plaque as a thank you, saying that when I came to Huyi in the future, I could use the jade pendant to find him."
"That jade plaque with a peacock and a 'Nan' carved on it?" "Yeah!" Ji Yunshu looked solemn, recalling the scene in the ruined temple just now, and said, "Just now, a man in black has clearly pointed his sword at him. Accurate me, it almost killed me, but at that time, the jade tablet just fell from my sleeve, the man in black saw it, his eyes were full of shock,
Then he picked up the jade card and ordered to retreat. "
After all, she was full of doubts!
Jing Rong said, "You mean that the man in black didn't kill you because of that jade card?"
"I think... yes."
There is a pause in the sentence.
But Ji Yunshu is very sure, that's it! Jing Rong also recalled that time about two years ago, and said: "That Huyi man, I remember his name seems to be Kecha! At that time, his robe was embroidered with five peacock hair tails on the shoulders, and the peacock belonged to Huyi people. The spirit bird, with five feathers, represents the identity of a nobleman in Huyi. It can be seen that if Kecha is not a relative of the royal family, he is definitely not an ordinary person! Therefore, the jade card he gave you is very likely to be related to his identity. Regarding, if this is the case, then the group of people in black who were in the ruined temple just now should know Kecha, so they regarded us as Kecha's people, and then ordered the withdrawal.
retreat! "
"Perhaps, there is another possibility." Ji Yunshu said.
Looking at her eyes, Jing Rong understood what she wanted to say.
Then he grabbed her words: "You mean, maybe those people in black are from Kecha!"
Those men in black are basically Kecha's people!
This sentence suddenly plunged the whole thing into a huge vortex.
deeper and deeper.
Ji Yunshu: "If that's the case, then this matter... is much more complicated."
The group of people in the broken temple, what are their origins
Who was in the sack then
Why are those men in black coming to the rescue
Who is Kecha's identity
Ji Yunshu was full of doubts.
Jing Rong held her hand and comforted: "Don't think too much."
She took a deep breath.
Nod.
The next moment, she realized that Jing Rong hadn't changed the wet clothes on her body, so she urged: "Hurry up and change your clothes first."
Jing Rong was obedient.
She stripped naked in front of her face.
Ji Yunshu clearly saw the old wounds on his body.
Arms, back and chest!
She had never paid such serious attention before.
It turned out that Jing Rong had so many wounds.
Eyes reddened.
Jing Rong paused, lowered his eyes, and watched her quietly. Ji Yunshu stretched out his hand involuntarily, his fingertips lightly touched a scar on his arm, and said, "This scar was left by you blocking a sword for me when we were in Yizhuang two years ago, There was grouper poison on the sword at that time, I remember when I was holding you, your whole body was pressed on me,
But you are obviously seriously injured, but you have to be brave and tell me that it's okay. "
After she finished speaking, her fingertips slid a little bit to a scar on Jing Rong's left chest.
That scar is deep!
Burnt to his chest. "This is the injury you suffered to save me when I went to Liangshan to find clues about the disappearance in the capital. If I hadn't found blood on your clothes, I would have resisted telling me." She touched again. He pointed at another arrow wound on his chest and said, "I remember, this is when we went from the capital to
On the way to the imperial residence, I was taken to Gao Shanzhai, and you were shot by an arrow trying to save me, and you almost died at that time..."
Every one, she remembered clearly!
When her trembling fingers moved a little bit to the wound on Jing Rong's back—
Jing Rong had put her in his arms.
Hold tight!
"Don't say it." Jing Rong buried her face deeply into her neck.
Her eyes were red, and crystal tears rolled freely in her eyes.
It finally came down!
Hot tears fell on Jing Rong's strong shoulders.
It turned out that she remembered every scar on his body!
And every scar branded on him represents his love for her.
The two hug each other tightly!
outside.
The fire in the ruined temple in the distance reflected the dark sky into a fiery red.
Flashed in the misty rain.
…
Soon the rain stopped.
The mountains are bright.
The sky is getting brighter too.
In a long bamboo forest road, stood a group of men in black. They were holding torches, standing back and forth, and in front of them were two sacks filled with people.
The leading man in black ordered: "Open!"
The two men in black immediately undid the sack.
Inside, there are indeed people.
two men.
One is around forty-five.
One is about twelve years old.
Both hands and feet were tied with ropes, and they couldn't move. A black cloth was covering their eyes and a cloth was stuffed in their mouths.
"Uuuuuuu..."
They don't know where they are now
Not sure who you are facing
And the sense of fear that there is no light made the twelve-year-old child begin to struggle desperately.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." A terrified voice came out of his mouth.
The men in black tore off the cloth from their eyes and the clumps from their mouths.
Facing the torches lit around, the light pierced up, and the two instinctively looked away.
It takes a while to get used to.
When the boy saw the man in black beside him, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and became frightened, shrank his feet, grabbed the clothes of the man beside him with both hands, and said in horror, "Father!"
The sound seemed to startle the birds in the bamboo forest.
And the middle-aged man who was called "Father" by the boy did not have the slightest fear in his face or eyes.
Although he was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, it was vaguely visible that the man had a tough spirit in his bones.
Presumably, by no means ordinary people!
The middle-aged man slowly stood up and pulled his son up.
The boy huddled behind him.
"Father, I'm afraid."
trembling all over.
"Don't be afraid!" The middle-aged man grabbed the boy's hand, and then asked the men in black around him, "Who the hell are you?"
Calm your voice!
The leading man in black stepped forward and said clearly, "Master Chen, it's me."
Uh!
The middle-aged man was surprised.
His eyes swept across the men in black.
He frowned and asked, "You?"
The man in black tore the black cloth off his face.
He showed a cold and serious face.
The middle-aged man was startled. "Lian Que?"