Han Changsheng and An Yuan rode through the mountains. Only the occasional chirping of birds, cicadas and horseshoes can be heard on the quiet mountain path. Han Changsheng and An Yuan did not speak for a long time.
Ever since An Yuan went out for a walk with Hua Xiaoshuang the night before he left, An Yuan's attitude towards Han Changsheng had become indifferent. In fact, I wasn't enthusiastic at first, but it wasn't as weird as it is now.
When Han Changsheng looked at the road, he always felt that there were two eyes staring at him. When he looked at An Yuan, An Yuan would turn his head away. When he looked away, An Yuan started staring at him again.
The feeling of Rumang on the back is very uncomfortable.
After a few times, Han Changsheng couldn't take it anymore. He simply turned his head and stared at An Yuan, but An Yuan didn't speak, and neither did he.
"Aw!"
Han Changsheng's horse staggered suddenly, then neighed like crazy, and kicked wildly. Han Changsheng was staring at An Yuan, he was not on guard, and was almost thrown under the horse's hooves, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough, with a little foot, he flew off the horse's back and stood firm.
"Damn it, stepped on a bear trap!"
There are wild beasts in this mountain, and some hunter has dropped a trap here. Han Changsheng didn't look at the road, and his horse stepped on it.
Although the trap was removed, his car was already injured, and he was lying on the ground dying, refusing to leave again.
Now Han Changsheng was in trouble. It would take two days to ride a horse from here to a nearby post station or town, and it would take half a month to walk. His horse couldn't ride anymore, so what should he do
Han Changsheng cast his eyes on An Yuan for help, but he didn't expect An Yuan, a white-eyed wolf, to gloat at him with a beautiful smile, then tossed the rein of the horse, and rode away slowly, ignoring him at all.
Han Changsheng: "..."
Han Changsheng hurried to catch up: "An Yuan, brother Huangfu, good brother, I can't ride my horse anymore."
"Oh." The white-eyed wolf remained indifferent.
"I can't ride a horse, it will delay my journey for a day or two =_=#"
"Hmm." Baiyanlang dug his ears.
Han Changsheng: "It looks like it's going to rain today, we have to get out of here quickly. (╰_╯)#"
"Then I'll go right away." An Yuan said as he kicked the horse's belly, his mount picked up speed, and Han Changsheng had to trot to keep up.
"Are you going to die if you let me ride with you for a while?!(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻" Han Changsheng couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily said, "Did I ask you to provoke you?!"
An Yuan slowed down the speed of the horse, and glanced at Han Changsheng with torch-like eyes. Han Changsheng was inexplicably guilty of seeing him, and loosened his grip on the rein.
"You and I," An Yuan said slowly, "it seems that we are not familiar enough to ride together."
"..." Han Changsheng bared his teeth, a little annoyed, "How familiar do you need to be to share a ride?" Lao Tzu slept you like this seven times a night, how familiar do you have to be? ! Of course, if you think about it, Han Changsheng dared not say it even if he was beaten to death.
An Yuan raised his eyebrows, and paused every word: "You and I have two moves, if you beat me, I will let you mount the horse."
Han Changsheng was taken aback.
An Yuan didn't wait for his consent, grabbed his sword and flew off the horse, stabbing at Han Changsheng. However, he didn't draw his sword out of its sheath to show that he had reached the point.
Han Changsheng bit the bullet and took the move. In the past few days, he has been afraid to make a move in front of An Yuan, as he might reveal his identity if he makes a move. An Yuan invited him to a martial arts competition. Could it be that An Yuan discovered something? What did Hua Xiaoshuang tell him? That cunning flower fox!
As An Yuan approached step by step, Han Changsheng had no choice but to see his tricks, but he never dared to use his full strength. With his restraint, it was almost impossible to defeat An Yuan. An Yuan seemed to be in a hurry, and his moves became more and more violent. Han Changsheng was hit twice by him with the scabbard and he still refused to stop. Han Changsheng retreated step by step, and he was about to retreat into the grass...
"what!"
An Yuan suddenly dropped his sword, and slapped Han Changsheng with a slap. The strike was so sudden that Han Changsheng was startled. However, An Yuan didn't really slap him, he slowed down when he approached Han Changsheng, and slammed behind his ear.
Han Changsheng tilted his head to avoid An Yuan's attack, but An Yuan still touched the skin behind Han Changsheng's ear. The joint between Han Changsheng's fake face and the real face is behind the ears. Although he used a skin-friendly product, he could still feel the difference by carefully touching the joint between the real and fake skin.
This touch was no small matter, Han Changsheng slammed his foot, stepped back a few meters, covered his face and looked at An Yuan in disbelief.
On the other hand, An Yuan didn't argue between his emotions and anger, but just stared at Han Changsheng with dark eyes that seemed to be bottomless like a whirlpool.
Han Changsheng's heart beat extremely fast, he swallowed, and said guiltily, "You...what are you doing...slapping my face?"
An Yuan was silent for a while before saying: "Miss."
The corner of Han Changsheng's mouth twitched.
An Yuan jumped on his horse, intending to leave, but Han Changsheng followed hesitantly, not knowing whether he should go forward or not. However, An Yuan didn't leave, and without turning his head, he said, "Didn't you say it's going to rain?"
"Huh?" Han Changsheng stared at his back in a daze, then came back to his senses after a while, and said in disbelief, "You let me get on the horse?"
An Yuan urged: "Hurry up."
Now Han Changsheng didn't dare to hurry up, and approached An Yuan cautiously, fearing that An Yuan would attack his face again. However, An Yuan did not do this. After Han Changsheng got on his horse, he said coldly, "Tighten up" and rode out.
Han Changsheng hugged An Yuan's waist, with his chest pressed against his back, and the horse's back fell together, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or An Yuan's heart beating like a drum.
An Yuan bit his lip annoyedly, and shook the rein vigorously to make the horse run faster. He was impulsive just now, and Han Changsheng was still reluctant to make a move. He recalled the grievances he had suffered these days and the anger he had been played around by others, so he couldn't help but expose Han Changsheng's face. If it is really exposed, that bastard will probably change his face and run away again. He obviously planned to calm down and figure out what Han Changsheng's real purpose is, but he really wanted to take a look. Under the layers of masks, which one is that person's real face
Although the touch just now was short, he could feel the slight difference between the two pieces of skin touched by his two fingers. He was sure that the current face on Han Changsheng's face was also fake. What about Li Jiulong, Hua Xiaosa, Du Fengliu, Luo Weiwu, all of them are probably disguised by him. I don’t know how many identities he has changed along the way, whether it is him who I didn’t notice at all. avatar? This skill of disguise and disguise, I am afraid that there is no second one in the whole world!
There was a muddy road in front of him, so the horse could not go too fast, and it was not too bumpy. Han Changsheng put his arms around An Yuan, and lightly tightened the strength of his arms. The smell of An Yuan's body passed into his nasal cavity, which made him miss it very much. He couldn't help retracting his arms again, hugging An Yuan tighter. This guy feels really good when hugged. If there is enough time, he hopes to hold it for a longer time.
Han Changsheng sniffled sadly. As expected of a god descending to earth, this muscle, this bone, this elasticity, this body, really can't find any flaws. It was a pity that I was unconscious that night, if I could be more gentle and loving...
After getting out of the muddy ground, the horse started running again, and Han Changsheng reluctantly let go of his tight arms.
From the beginning to the end, An Yuan didn't say a word, but sometimes smiled, sometimes frowned, and sometimes winked angrily.
I don't know how long it took, but the two came to a fork in the road.
An Yuan was about to go to the left road when Han Changsheng suddenly called out, "Wait a minute!"
An Yuan pulled the rein of the horse: "What's the matter?"
Han Changsheng pointed to the road on the right, and as he spoke, the hot air sprayed behind An Yuan's ear: "Let's go from here."
An Yuan leaned forward calmly, and leaned back after a while: "Why? We are going back to the Yuehua faction, and take the road on the left to get closer."
Han Changsheng said with a dry smile: "Take the road on the right, and you can reach the station and the town faster. We both rode together for a day, and this saddle is not big enough, and it hurts so badly. We should buy a new horse first. "
Han Changsheng couldn't see it, An Yuan's face darkened, and he turned his horse's head to the left: "It's only half a day's journey from the left, so why take a long detour."
Han Changsheng scratched his hair anxiously. According to his investigation, the Jiuxian Valley where the Jiuxian Fenglai person mentioned by Lu Honghua is located is not far from here. The two forks in front of them can both lead to the Yuehua faction, but it's just a matter of distance. If you take a long road, the road you pass is very close to Jiuxian Valley, and he creates opportunities to make the chance of success when meeting Jiuxian Feng come higher; if you take a short path, the place you pass is farther away from Jiuxian Valley. The chance of encountering someone from the wind is also small.
An Yuan was about to go on the road, when Han Changsheng suddenly shouted: "Look, there is someone there!"
An Yuan looked in the direction of Han Changsheng's finger, and saw a crooked old man lying in the mud on the right side of the road, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. An Yuan was startled, turned his horse's head around quickly, and stomped towards the place where the old man was lying.
"Ouch..."
As soon as they got closer, the two of them heard the old man's groan|groan.
Han Changsheng and An Yuan quickly jumped off the horse and helped the old man up: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm sick, it hurts so much..."
An Yuan checked the old man's body and saw that he was dirty, but he didn't see any injuries, probably the disease was in the internal organs. He was about to get the old man's pulse when Han Changsheng suddenly hugged the old man: "Don't worry, old man, we will send you to see a doctor right away!"
An Yuan was stunned: "That's fine." People who practice martial arts are all proficient in medical principles. They go out to travel in the rivers and lakes, and they also have waists that can be healed. He originally wanted to show the old man first, but then he thought about it. If you don't come home, it's not good to delay other people's illness. It's better to send the elderly to see a doctor as soon as possible.
Han Changsheng carried the old man onto the horse, and said with concern: "We're leaving now, we'll be there soon, bear with it!"
The old man leaned on his horse and hummed.
Han Changsheng cheered in his heart: This stinky old man came at the right time!
An Yuan also had nothing to say. There was a patient, so he naturally wanted to take the road to the town as soon as possible, so he stopped insisting and led Ma Chao to the path on the right.
The author has something to say: Thanks to xiaoxiao, momo, twenty-four bridge moonlit night, janxle for mine
I’m going to another place for a few days soon, I don’t have a manuscript in my hand, and I may not be able to update it until the 6th. I’m sorry, I can look at it after the 6th.
Happy National Day to everyone~