Xia Houlin stared at Shen Jue blankly, forgetting to speak.
He never dreamed that he would meet Shen Jue here, but his heart was slowly falling.
This kid is alive and well.
Shen Jue turned his horse's head and met his gaze, looking at each other across the crowd, Shen Jue's eyes were indifferent and unfamiliar. Xia Houlin seemed to have been licked by the tongue of fire, he quickly retracted his gaze, and rode his horse back.
Zhu Shunzi was almost stunned, and stammered: "Alright... let's not bother! It's a humble post, I'm really sorry!" As he said, he gave Xiahou a glint in his eyes, "Let's go, go!"
"Why do you two see each other like this? It's fate to meet each other." Shen Jue bowed immediately and said with a smile, "The road has not been peaceful recently, there are many bandits, and our colleagues also take care of each other. Xie Jinglan will be in charge of the East Factory. This is the position. The two of you are calling our family Xie Zhangban."
Xie Jinglan... Hearing these three words, Xia Houlin twitched in his heart and clenched the reins.
Zhu Shunzi was so frightened that his calf trembled, and said, "This... this..." His eyes were aimed at Xia Houlin.
"That's the case," Xia Houlin forced a smile and cupped his hands, "It's better to be respectful than to obey."
Zhu Shunzi glared at Xia Houlin, but Xiahoulin ignored him and rode his horse to keep up with the crowd. Zhu Shunzi had no choice but to follow. All the way galloping fast, the title of the piece galloped away. Fanzi rushed silently, like a silent tide. The horses hooves kicked up the dust, and from a distance they looked like short black arrows wrapped in dust. And Shen Jue was the arrow at the forefront, with a sharp edge, cold and sharp.
They ran for a full day, and only stopped in the evening and camped on the spot. Zhu Shunzi was so tired that he wanted to lie down on the ground, but he still insisted on seeing the opportunity to get close to Xia Houlin to discuss countermeasures.
"Lao Yan, what can we do!" Zhu Shunzi had a splitting headache, "Although we covered our faces when we assassinated, Shen Jue couldn't recognize us. But now that we are in the wolf's den, how can we get out of it!"
After a while, Zhu Shunzi himself said again: "It's over, it's over, my right eyelid is always twitching. What's the reason for the twitching of the right eye? Fortune or disaster?"
The sky was cloudy, and it didn't take long for the rain to fall, and the cool wind carried it and fell to the ground, printing black stains the size of green money. Fanzi were busy setting up tents and building barriers, starting stoves, and making fires to cook. Zhu Shunzi was buzzing in his ears and didn't know what to say. Xia Houlin looked at Shen Jue in front of him through the people coming and going. He avoided people and stood on a small dirt slope dozens of meters away.
The distance is too far, Xia Houlin can't see clearly, he can only see a shadow of him in the dark and autumn, lonely and lonely.
"Hey, Lao Yan, did you listen to me!" Zhu Shunzi tugged at his sleeve.
Xia Houlin turned his head and said, "They must have been operating secretly. We have seen them. There is no reason to let us go. It would be good if they didn't kill us."
"Then... Then what should we do? Hey, why don't we lurking here and find a chance to go to the inn to inform Eunuch Wei!"
"Come on, you stay with me in peace. If you cause trouble again, I'll beat you to death!" Xia Hourong stood up, pulled a fan and asked, "It's raining on your team, why don't you bring an umbrella?"
Fanzi shook his head, "There is an order in charge of the class, he is not allowed to approach us when he is alone."
Xia Houlin frowned and said, "He said he won't come close if he doesn't get close? He's weak, what should he do if he gets sick later?"
Fanzi still shook his head and looked at Xia Houlin inexplicably, feeling that he was nosy.
Xia Houlin looked left and right, picked up an oil-paper umbrella from someone else's belongings, ignored the man's call of "Hey what are you doing", and walked towards Shen Jue.
When he got to Shen Jue's side, Xia Houlin opened his umbrella. The drizzle was pouring in, and outside was the vast world of twilight, and the green umbrella held up a small world for them. Xia Houlin was afraid that he would be drenched, so he tilted the umbrella towards Shen Jue and covered him under the umbrella. Looking at his side, he couldn't care about his own side. The raindrops gathered on the umbrella surface and flowed down along the edge of the umbrella. The broken beads hit Xia Houlin's shoulder like a slap. Shen Jue obviously didn't expect Xiahou Rong to come over, she was stunned for a moment, then she curved her lips and said, "Thank you."
His face was not very good, as white as paper. There is a very thin red mark on the right cheek, which can't be seen unless you look closely. This kid probably got into a fight with someone before and got scratched in the face. Luckily it wasn't serious and shouldn't leave scars.
The past is like a smoke, Xia Houlin remembered the past, that weak but proud young master has grown up, tall and tall, with a straight back, and he can faintly see the shadow of the past. He couldn't help but think, he is no longer the Garan assassin, and Shen Jue is not the director of the East Factory anymore, can they still be reconciled and be together like they were when they were children
Think about it and feel ridiculous. You are already a stranger, so why repeat the old things. Xia Houlin stuffed the umbrella into Shen Jue's hand and turned to leave.
Shen Jue suddenly stopped him, "Zongqi Gao, if you are bored, why don't you talk for a while?"
After staying in the capital for a long time, he spoke with the voice of Jing Pianzi. Xia Houlin froze for a moment, said hello, took the umbrella in his hand, and held it for him.
It was said to be chatting, but the two of them were silent, as if they were holding back and waiting for who would speak first, only to hear the sound of the rustling rain, the wind rushed over with the raindrops wrapped in it, and their faces were wet and cold.
Xia Houlin gradually couldn't hold back, looked around, lowered his head, and caught a glimpse of Shen Jue's right wrist with a string of red-coated Xingyue Bodhi beads, and finally spoke up and said, "I believe in Buddhism?"
Shen Jue raised his wrist and looked down at the bodhi seed. The bright red beads were connected one by one, and a tourmaline Buddha head tower hung down from the bottom. He lowered his eyelashes and said, "I believed it for a while, I opened the light, I asked for a lottery, and I also asked for a tablet of longevity. Those miscellaneous names in the temple have been done one by one. But what's the use, God listen. If you don’t see your prayers, the gods and Buddhas can’t see your kowtows, what you can’t ask for, you still can’t ask for.”
"Perhaps it's not time yet." Xia Houlin said, "You just said you were asking for a tablet of longevity. Could this bead be worn by someone else?"
"For an old friend." Shen Jue said softly, the wind was blowing, and his eyebrows were cold, "I went to the most effective temple in the capital to pray, keep him safe, and wish him a long life, but he still died."
Xia Houlin is no stranger to death. In the past ten years, death has followed him like a shadow. Up to now, although I still can't be indifferent, I can face it calmly. Shen Jue was so brooding about this old friend, probably because of his relationship in the palace. Xia Houlin considered the words for a while, and said: "The limit of life, no one can break it, everyone who should go has to go. She is in the sky, and she definitely doesn't want you to be sad. It's better to be in charge of the class."
Shen Jue seemed to be shocked, and said word by word: "What a life limit, no one can break it! In this case, this Xingyue Bodhi is useless in the final analysis, so throw it away." He He took off the bodhi seed from his wrist and threw it into the rain curtain. The bodhi seed fell under the soil slope, stained with soil and rain, and dimmed its brilliance.
"Why did you throw it away!" Xiahou Rong raised his eyebrows, stuffed the umbrella handle into Shen Jue's hand, got out of the bottom of the umbrella, went downhill to pick up the bodhi seeds, carefully wiped off the stains on it with his sleeves, and held it in front of Shen Jue . Xia Houlin stood at the foot of the slope, the rain wet his hair, sticking greasy on his face, while Shen Jue stood on the slope, holding an umbrella, looking down at him.
"Let's keep it. After all, it's been a long time, so it's good to think about it. Or, maybe after going to the underworld, we can meet again."
"The Underworld?" Shen Jue laughed mockingly.
"Maybe in the next life."
"Next life?" Shen Jue said, "I don't care about the next life, I only ask about this life."
Shen Jue returned the umbrella to Xia Houlin, and walked towards the camp of the fans with his hands behind his back. The smoke over there was already rising, and Zhu Shunzi was waving to Xiahou Lin. Half of Xia Houlin's shoulders were soaked wet, he didn't care, he just looked down at the bodhi seeds, the rosy and bright beads, stained with raindrops, like agate jade. Xia Houlin put Bodhizi in his arms and walked towards the camp.
After having dinner and resting for an hour, they continued on their way. When Zhu Shunzi saw that they were going on a starry night, he summoned up the courage to pretend to be sick, and shouted that he wanted to rest and let them go first. Fanzi couldn't help but put him on the horse, and some people pressed the handle of the knife, with a dangerous look in their eyes. Zhu Shunzi frowned and had no choice but to follow.
The night was pulled down like a big scroll, and they did not take the official road, but the path in the woods. The leaves in the forest are stacked, shadows, swaying to and fro in the wind, making a rattling sound. The horse's hoof stepped on the muddy water, splashing mud dots half a foot high. After running for half an hour, the rain suddenly became heavy, the sky seemed to collapse in a hole, and the rain arrows rushed into the ground. Lightning rushes away, like dragons like snakes, the moment the electric light rips through the sky, the night is like day, running in the darkness Fanzi shows her figure, wearing a scorpion, and her face is stern.
In the heavy rain came the roar of the man named Situ Jin: "Everyone, divided into three groups, outflanking the Hengtang Inn! Those who leave the inn, kill them!"
"Yes!" The fans shouted and replied.
At the same time, the formation changed rapidly, and the horse team was divided into three teams in an orderly manner, going hand in hand. And Xia Houlin and Zhu Shunzi were wrapped in the team, in a dilemma.
Xiahou was startled, these fans did not go to Jiading, but ran for thousands of miles! In the Hengtang Inn, could it be Weide's real people!
Zhu Shunzi looked at Xia Houlin in panic, and Xia Houlin was helpless. The two of them were squeezed in the middle by Fanzi intentionally or unintentionally.
They entered Hengtang Town, and everyone stopped their horses across the street from the inn. Fanzi took off their mino clothes, quickly changed into black clothes, and put on white porcelain masks. Xia Houlin widened his eyes and realized in horror that the Garan assassins in Shili Village Station were them!
Fanzi turned over and dismounted, and the red lanterns on the street corner illuminated the goose ling swords around their waists. Situ Jin made a gesture, and the fans scattered silently into the narrow alleys around the inn. The sound of rain covered their footsteps. In the dark night, they were like silent ghosts.
The gate and the back door of the inn were guarded by a janitor. A few people climbed onto the roof opposite the inn, and shot crossbow arrows. The arrows roared into the rain, and in an instant, the janitor fell to the ground. At the same time, the two teams of Fanzi touched the door and sneaked into the inn like ghosts. Time passed little by little, there was a commotion in the inn, fires lit up one after another, and there was a sound of mourning coming through the rain curtain. The door of the inn was suddenly opened, and a person rushed out in panic, and was soon dragged back to the inn by a fan who chased out.
Xia Houli frowned, staring at Shen Jue's tall and straight back. Shen Jue was in front of him and remained silent.
The commotion in the inn was getting smaller and smaller, Shen Jue turned around to look at the two of them, and suddenly gave Xia Houlin a cold smile, "By the way, I forgot to tell you. Yan Xiaobei, I sent someone. killed."
Xia Houlin's pupils tightened, as if frosty hairs grew out of the cracks in the bones, densely covering his back.
Situ Jin said, "This Zhu Xiaoqi must be Zhu Shunzi, Zhu Shi."
"What... what are you talking about? Lao... Lao Yan, why didn't I understand?" Zhu Shunzi looked at Situ Jin and Xia Houlin in horror.
"You and Yan Xiaobei were watched by us when you escaped from the mansion, so we know your identities. You have too little experience, you shouldn't go home immediately after the assassination, and you shouldn't check it out. Have you been followed?" Situ Jin said.
"Then Lao Yan, Lao Yan was killed, what do you mean?"
"It was originally just two ants, I don't need to shoot and run over them." Shen Jue's eyes swept over coldly, "But that Yan Xiaobei hurt my cheek, even if it's just a small injury, it's unforgivable."
Zhu Shunzi didn't care about worrying about his own dangerous situation, looked at Xia Houlin dumbfounded, and said, "So... so..."
"So," Shen Jue looked at Xia Houlin, "who are you? Such a superb disguise technique..." Shen Jue's eyes gradually changed, as if the ice was melting, something different was revealed. He stared at Xia Houlin and asked, "Xiahou Lin, is that you?"