In front of Yubi Pass, the snow was flying.
A ride through the dense forest outside the pass, raising snow powder all over the sky, and leaving without dust.
Geng Shu galloped on his horse, exhausting all his strength.
He gasped violently, and the world was silent, only the sound of his heartbeat and the limp body in front of him remained.
Five years ago, he thought he was dead and was buried in a grave under the snow of Lingshan Mountain. But on this day, a blazing bright light suddenly plunged into the dark world, completely awakened him, and dragged him mercilessly from the grave—
Flogging his soul mercilessly!
Facing the dazzling sun, he came to life again, everything was so shocking, the pain was so intense, so overwhelming!
"Heng'er... Heng'er..." Geng Shu tossed and turned, only these two words came out in his mouth, "Heng'er..."
Jiang Heng couldn't hear Geng Shu's voice, he was wrapped tightly in a blanket and snuggled in front of Geng Shu.
Geng Shu hugged him tightly in his arms, only praying for his own life, to give him some through the transmission of his heartbeat, and to accompany him to support the most difficult time in the past.
"Heng'er..."
Geng Shu's tears fell on the blanket and condensed into pieces of ice.
"We're almost there," Geng Shu said, trembling, "it's almost there, you'll be fine! You'll be fine! Drive!"
When the sky was dawning, Geng Shu desperately rushed out of Yubi Pass with Jiang Heng. Juicy Cong, Prince Taki, the generals under his command, Yubi Pass, Dayong and Luoyan City in the north... all are not important.
Now, he finally found his entire world.
The silhouette of the village is vaguely present in the snow and fog. After passing the Songlinpo, it is the road going south. To the south, it is Luoyang; to the east, it is the Laoshan Mountain.
Where the sun comes out, there must be someone who can save him...
Geng Shu galloped forward blindly. He didn't know where to go or where he was, so he could only go forward blindly, as if every quarter of an hour of galloping, he was halfway away from the darkness and death behind him.
In the panting sound, the hot air he exhaled turned into snow mist, mixed with flying snowflakes, like the wake of a comet, thrown towards the end of the world.
But slowly, he stopped his horse speed and stationed in front of Songlin Slope.
Outside the empty snowfield, stood the tall and thin figure of an assassin, holding a long sword, waiting for Geng Shu's arrival.
Jie Gui brushed off the snowflakes on his shoulders and asked suspiciously, "Where do you want to go, Your Highness?"
Geng Shu kept Jiang Heng on his horse, dismounted silently, and pulled out the sword with a flickering cold light from his bag.
Jie Gui held his long sword diagonally and walked towards Geng Shu step by step.
"His Royal Highness is in a hurry, and asked me to look for you everywhere." Jie Gui thought for a while and said, "Leave your brother behind and be frightened by his dying father's couch, will His Royal Highness leave it alone?"
Geng Shu remained silent, as if he had recovered the appearance of Luo Yan at the beginning of the year, stubborn, dangerous, suspicious and violent.
"Make way." Geng Shu said coldly, "Otherwise I'll kill you."
Jie Gui raised his eyebrows slightly.
"I don't understand." Jie Gui narrowed his eyes and muttered.
Geng Shu replied, "What's your business?"
Jie Gui showed a dangerous smile and said, "I'm a mad dog, Your Highness, you just walked away without any explanation. Of course you have to plan to be bitten by a mad dog. Your Royal Highness, please enlighten me. I know what you want to do. Beat me up for a long time."
Jie Gui and Geng Shu opened their swords at the same time, making an open space for life and death in the snow!
Jiang Heng was already in a coma, the snowflakes fell on his face, and then slowly melted, the water trail dragged across his face, like a crystal teardrop, the sword wind flew in all directions, and a hot blood splashed on his face. face.
Immediately afterwards, the blood erupted outwards like a swirling star trail, as if the spurted blood was swept up by a whirlwind, and a shocking red flower bloomed on the snow-white ground.
The figure standing in the center of the bloodstain was Geng Shu. And Jie Gui was hit by Geng Shu in the storm circle.
Geng Shu's body was full of tiny wounds, big and small, with blood beads oozing downward like red lines. At the last moment, he turned to catch Jie Gui's sword with his own flesh and blood, causing Jie Gui's sword to get stuck. In his ribs, a backhand sword pierced Jie Gui's shoulder.
Jie Gui pulled out the sword that hurt both sides, clutched his shoulders, and muttered, "Your martial arts have reached this level."
Geng Shu didn't say more, flicked his long sword, and slowly approached Jie Gui.
Jie Gui finally made a wise decision, turned into a phantom and retreated into the woods.
One step, two steps... When Geng Shu took the third step, he staggered, and his knees were weak. He knelt in the snow, spurting a mouthful of blood, staining the snow red.
He shook his head with all his might to drive the pain out of his mind, and the scene in front of him was sometimes blurry, sometimes clear.
Still can't fall down... Must... Must... He staggered, pounced in front of the war horse, stretched out his fingers, carefully wiped the blood from his hands on his body, and then touched Jiang Heng's face.
Jiang Heng's forehead was hot and was burning.
"Heng'er... Okay," Geng Shu panted, "Let's go."
Geng Shu led the horse, carrying his life on its back, and staggered toward Songlinpo.
Songlinpo is a small village in the southeast of Yubi Pass. It is hidden under the mountains. It is not the only way to send troops. Most of the hunters live in the mountains.
When the sun went down, Geng Shu crashed into a family's firewood room, carried Jiang Heng in, and put him on the ground.
He groped in the darkness and untied Jiang Heng's blindfold.
"Heng'er, wake up..." Geng Shu trembled, "Are you okay?"
There was a slight choking sound in the firewood room. Jiang Heng was always in a coma. Geng Shu held him in his arms. Where are you going after dawn? he does not know.
The ground in front of Geng Shu's eyes turned black for a while. The fight with Jie Gui caused him to suffer internal injuries.
After an unknown amount of time, he felt the sweet liquid pouring into his throat, he struggled to sit up, opened his eyes, and a lamp illuminated his face, in front of him was a man with a blurred face.
"Are you injured?" The man opened the door of the firewood room at some point, holding the lamp, and looked curiously at the two brothers inside, holding a bowl of ginseng soup, which was what Geng Shu had just poured down.
"The Age of Rebirth"
Geng Shu smelled the smell and knew that it was the ginseng soup that was dying, and said in a low voice, "Thank you... my brother! Please look at him!"
The man first put his hand on Geng Shu's vein gate, and then turned to Jiang Heng, who was still unconscious.
"I'm just a village doctor." The man said, "I have some ginseng left, and I don't have any medicinal materials on hand, so I can't cure him for a while. I have to go to Weiguan or Yubiguan, and I can naturally cure him. it is good."
After Geng Shu drank the medicine, he gradually became more sober and tried his best to get up.
"You left the blood stains?" the man asked suspiciously.
Geng Shu clenched his sword and hesitated. The man turned his head to look out again, and said, "There are soldiers outside the village searching everywhere, looking for you? Are you a deserter from the Yong Kingdom?"
"How many people are there?" Geng Shu gradually calmed down.
"One team, fifty," said the man, "you better leave quickly so you don't get caught."
The man is loading the stack of animal skins, mostly snow rabbit skins, fox skins and wolf skins.
Geng Shu hugged Jiang Heng, glanced at it, and wanted to borrow a car from him, but the car could not run fast, and there was still nearly 120 miles away from Weiguan. Weiguan is the enemy's place, fleeing there will be a dead end, but Jiang Heng will definitely survive!
"Brother, where are you going?" Geng Shu said.
"Yushan." The man put the car on a mule and turned to look at him, "Go to another village on the other side of the mountain to see a doctor. Who is this child from you? hurt."
"I don't mind." Geng Shu looked at him earnestly and knelt down. Since the person in front of him was willing to save him, he wouldn't have any ill intentions. He has not been begging for help in such a low voice for many years, and said, "Brother , I beg you one thing... I beg you, I'm cornered..."
The man looked at Geng Shu, and at this moment, Yong Jun came from afar, shouting everywhere, searching the village, and the sound of horse hooves.
Geng Shu gasped, his chest cramped with his breathing, this doctor became his only hope, maybe he could bring Jiang Heng into Weiguan safely.
He searched anxiously on his body, wanting to give Yujue to him, but remembered that Yujue had already been given to Prince Taki.
Then, he took off the sword that his mother had left him, and handed it to the man himself.
"Yo," said the man with a smile, "good weapon, you are not an ordinary person." He patted Geng Shu on the shoulder.
The sound of the pursuit was getting closer and closer, Geng Shu whispered: "I'll hold them back, he's my brother, I'll leave it to you, I'll lead them away, and I'll catch up immediately, eldest brother, please, if I If you can't catch up, you or... hand him over to Prince Ling, the doctors are benevolent, and they will definitely thank you heavily..."
"Yeah." The man said casually.
Geng Shu put Jiang Heng into the car, covered his body with animal fur, and stared at his cheek for a long time. He had too many things to say, but he didn't say anything.
"Heng'er... Heng'er..." Geng Shu finally said, holding Jiang Heng's hand and burying his blood-stained face in his hand, "Brother will come soon, even if he dies, he will die with you. Together… "
The man suddenly remembered something, took out a small yellow paper fold from his arms and threw it to Geng Shu.
"Hey," the man said, "take it."
Geng Shu was inexplicable. Looking at the man, the man said, "Ancestral secret medicine, cures all diseases and poisons. Maybe it can cure you, or someone else's injury."
"Give it to Heng'er!" Geng Shu immediately said, "I don't need it!"
"He's not seriously injured." The man said coldly, "I said that if I can cure him, it will be cured naturally, don't you believe me?"
Geng Shu didn't understand yet, and looked at the man blankly. However, the cries were almost outside the woodshed, and he was running out of time.
The man glanced at the back of Geng Shu's departure, smiled, sat in front of the car, flicked his whip, drove the mule cart, and slowly left Songlinpo.
Geng Shu hurried out of the firewood room with bare hands, and looked at Yong Jun who was searching from house to house.
The scene was far and near, and it became more and more blurred. The medicinal effect of the ginseng soup passed, and he staggered forward a few steps, holding a wooden stick.
"Don't go there..." Geng Shu said to himself, he didn't know how far the man took Jiang Heng and whether he could escape. However, when Yong Jun came around, the ground in front of him turned black again, and he fell down. in the snow.
"Your Highness... Your Highness..."
Jie Gui had bandaged the wound in the dense forest, and saw the rut extending into the distance. Geng Shu had already rendezvoused with the soldiers under his command who came to look for him. The person must not be in his hands, and there is no need to trouble him again.
The next trouble is just what to say when reporting back. When confronted, Geng Shu could not admit that he rescued the assassin.
Why exactly? There is only one explanation for this matter, Jie Gui didn't dare to think about it, he had to verify it with his own eyes!
And the two ruts in front of them are also very interesting.
Jie Gui picked up his sword and walked out of Songlin Slope.
The shadow of Laoshan has appeared in the distance, and the sky is getting bright again. The man driving the mule cart is stroking Jiang Heng's forehead and feeding a pill into his mouth.
Suddenly, he found Jie Gui standing in the snow, whistling from a distance.
"A ride?" the man said.
Jie Gui walked towards the mule cart and said, "Excuse me, what's on the cart?"
"Furs, merchandise," the man said, stopping the mule, "and a child. Yu."
Jie Gui held the sword in one hand, his thumb popped out of the sword grid, and he came to the front of the car. The man turned his head and looked at him.
Suddenly, Jie Gui sensed danger and stopped five steps away.
The man said lazily: "Who are you? Where did you come from, I'll give you a ride? Where do you want to go?"
Jie Gui saw the man's left hand casually resting beside the chariot, and on that hand, the luster of dragon scales shone.
"Hand over the people," Jie Gui said, "I can pretend I don't know anything."
"Yo, don't need an antidote, but need someone first?" The man smiled meaningfully.
Jie Gui looked at the man silently.
"I guess you just want an antidote, right?" The man looked at him suspiciously, "Unfortunately, the poison is not for me, what does it have to do with me?"
Jie Gui's eyes were always on the car, and after a few breaths, he changed his tone.
"Poison is not for you," Jie Gui said, "Do you have a way to detoxify?"
The man thought about it and said, "That's true. But what reason do I have to give it to you?"
Jie Gui said: "Although I don't care much about the antidote, but you should always give me one, people and antidote. Looking at this, you are not going to hand me over, I can't guarantee you when you go back. I'm afraid of saying something that shouldn't be said. It's rare to go out once and come back without success. I don't want to be unable to explain it. You don't intend to waste time on the snow, right?"
The man said: "Indeed, people can't give you the antidote. If you want an antidote, go home and find your little prince. If Juicy Cong's life should not die, he will naturally not die. Of course, if he eats the medicine himself, it proves that Juicy Cong will die. Cong is doomed to die."
Jie Gui looked at the man.
The man said again: "You don't have to leave, then you have to be here today, and you will live and die. What do you think?"
Jie Gui didn't stop him any more, he turned around half a step, looked at where he was coming from, and then quickly jumped into the dense forest, ran back to Songlinpo, and went to find Geng Shu.
I do not know how long it has been.
"Wake up!" A voice whispered in his ear.
"Finally awake." Prince Ling's voice said, "Luo Heng! Luo Heng!"
Prince Ling patted Jiang Heng's face, Jiang Heng woke up with a splitting headache, and saw the faces of Sun Ying, Prince Ling, Gongsun Wu, and... Zhao Qi.
The four of them gathered around his couch, Jiang Heng opened his eyes, only to feel that his whole body seemed to fall apart.
"Where is this?" Jiang Heng said.
"Yiguan." Prince Ling exhausted all his strength, let out a sigh of relief, sat beside the couch, and said, "Are you feeling better?"
Gongsun Wu was taking Jiang Heng's pulse, Jiang Heng struggled to sit up, but Gongsun Wu pushed him down and said, "You have been hit hard on the back of your head, I'm afraid there is blood in your head, don't move, just lie down first, I will use the silver needle to evacuate the blood for you first."
Jiang Heng recalled that at the last moment before he fell into a coma, he succeeded in assassinating Juicong, but the moment he turned out the window, someone chased him and hung him in the air...
"You rescued me now?" Jiang Heng looked at the people in the room in disbelief.
"It was Zhao Qi who discovered you under Weiguan." Sun Ying said, "Luo Xian's life should not end. Someone secretly sent you out, but I don't know who it was."
Zhao Qi squeezed forward, his two thick eyebrows were tightly locked, and he said: "Master, I will organize your belongings for you... When I was carrying my belongings, I found a medicine bottle. down."
Jiang Heng let out a weary breath and said, "That was the life-saving medicine my master gave me before going down the mountain."
"It's alright," Prince Ling reassured. "It's good to come back, sir, but please be patient. Although Juicong has not died suddenly, he is not far from death. There will be good news in a few days."
Jiang Heng tried his best to nod his head, still a little sad in his heart, if it wasn't for Juicong to hold him in his arms, that sword might not have been so easy to win.
His father, Geng Yuan, was like siblings to him, but Juicong died by his son's sword in the end.
"Juicong's death is still alive," Prince Ling said, seeing Jiang Heng's expression, "Yubiguan will no longer be theirs soon."
"Let Mister rest for a while." Sun Ying gave Prince Ling a wink, and Prince Ling nodded and instructed, "Zhao Qi, take care of Mister."
Several people went out one after another and closed the door. Zhao Qi took a towel and wiped Jiang Heng's forehead. Jiang Heng was still wrapped in animal skin, and on the skin, the frozen tears had melted away, leaving a pool of water stains.
Yubi Pass, inside the city.
"Where did you go?" Prince Taki said in disbelief. "They said you were captured by an assassin's accomplice!"
Geng Shu lost too much blood, his face was pale, and his ribs were bandaged. He didn't answer and looked at Prince Taki.
Prince Taki said: "Brother! Why is there so much blood?"
Geng Shu's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but the eyes he looked at Prince Taki were full of strangeness.
Those four years were over for him, and now his only thought is to leave Yubi Pass, throw away all his memories, and even throw away this part of his life, chase the ruts on the snow, and go far away .
Will Heng'er be in danger? Geng Shu's heart was beating violently, and he was still in a trance. He subconsciously wanted to leave. In fact, if he had a choice, he would never follow Yong Jun back to Yubi Pass... But given the situation at the time, if he did not lead Yong Jun away , they will definitely track down Jiang Heng's whereabouts and intercept the mule cart.
"Brother? Brother!" Prince Taki said anxiously.
Geng Shu was thinking about how to get out next, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Juicong.
Juicong was still in a coma. At this moment, he was at war between heaven and man. The one who assassinated his foster father was Heng'er, and Heng'er was still alive!
Prince Taki stepped forward to check the wounds on Geng Shu's body. He did not suspect that Geng Shu had let go of the assassin in private, but was worried about the blood on his body.
Jie Gui stood behind Prince Taki, hiding in the shadows.
Geng Shu suddenly noticed Jie Gui, but it seemed that Jie Gui didn't say anything. He didn't tell Prince Taki that he had released the assassin privately, perhaps because there was no evidence
"That person gave you the antidote?" Jie Gui said sullenly.
"Who?" Geng Shu said, "An antidote?"
But at this moment, Geng Shu remembered the man who was entrusted by him to take Jiang Heng away. He immediately reached into his arms, took out the small yellow paper fold, unfolded it, and inside was a dark brown pill.
Jie Gui and Prince Taki looked at Geng Shu at the same time.
"Who is he?" Geng Shu said to himself. He was in a hurry at the time and didn't notice any difference. Now that I think about it, the village doctor's words seemed to have deep meaning.
Jie Gui said grimly: "I know him, if you guess correctly, give it to Your Majesty, the dead horse will be used as a living horse doctor, I am 90% sure that you don't even recognize that person, but I do. The little assassin's master, a man from Haige, comes from the same place as Rao Zhirou, Luo Xuan, one of the five assassins, feeds it to him."
Geng Shu looked at Jie Gui in disbelief, and instantly put down the big stone.
Prince Taki closed his eyes and tears rolled down his cheeks.
When Geng Shu got to the bed, Juicong had only the breath left, and there was no more breath left.
"Father?" Geng Shu whispered, not knowing what this medicinal pill meant to him and Jiang Heng.
Juicong made a meaningless sound, Geng Shu pondered for a moment, looked at Prince Taki, Prince Taki nodded, Geng Shu crushed the pill and fed it into Juicong's mouth.
A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour later...
... Juicong's breathing became calm and he let out a sigh of relief.
Prince Taki untied the bandage on Ju Cong's abdomen and saw that his dark wound was slowly turning red, looked at Geng Shu for a moment, and sat softly on the ground.