"gentlemen-"
The sleepy Yuan Chong heard the movement and jumped into the carriage quickly, only to find that Cheng Jing was wearing a middle coat, and his face was curled up in pain.
"gentlemen!"
"Don't, don't make a noise—"
Cheng Jing's heavy breathing interrupted Yuan Chong, and it didn't take a moment for him to sweat profusely on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and neck into his collarbone.
Yuan Chong didn't dare to disobey Cheng Jing, suppressed the feeling of panic, turned around and got out of the car, and drove away the guards who heard the movement.
"Everyone keep up the vigil, and don't let any suspicious person go!"
After doing this, he hurriedly returned to the carriage.
At this time, Cheng Jing had barely recovered his kneeling posture, but his face was still very pale.
"Sir, what happened?" Yuan Chong was half-kneeling on the ground, eager to step forward to help Cheng Jing, who was swaying, but he was pushed away by Cheng Jing's hand as soon as he reached out to him. It was at this time Yuan Chong It was found that the opponent's right hand was covered with a large black mark, "Sir!"
Cheng Jing's complexion was flushed red, his breathing was more than once heavy, his cheeks were slightly bulging due to the force, and it was very painful to look at.
"Nothing..." Pushing Yuan Chong away, Cheng Jing slowed down for a while before suppressing the pain that pierced his heart and the brain, and the fine bloodshot that had covered his eyes gradually faded away, "Hengshu, you... you just came in. When... do you... see something suspicious..."
Cheng Jing's speech was difficult, and he had to take a heavy breath when he said two words.
When Yuan Chong saw Cheng Jing's appearance, how could he still be stable
He looked around in a panic, and carefully rummaged through the memory just now, but he didn't see the "suspicious person" in Cheng Jing's mouth at all.
It only took a breath or two from Cheng Jing calling his name to when he rushed into the carriage.
In such a short interval, unless it is a demon, it is impossible for ordinary people to fly away from his eyes.
"No, the last general was just vigilant outside, and I didn't see any suspicious figures..."
After saying this, Yuan Chong saw the unsheathed sword beside Cheng Jing, and the blade was still stained with Yu Wen's blood.
"Sir is injured?"
No wonder Cheng Jing's performance was so painful!
Cheng Jing raised his right hand, his wide sleeve slid down to his elbow, revealing most of his fair arm.
Yuan Chong looked intently at Cheng Jing's arm, and his scalp immediately went numb!
I saw a thick ink-like thing squirming and fainting in Cheng Jing's arm. It was only a small piece at first, and then it became a large piece!
Where has he seen such a mysterious scene
"This, this... Mr.... Could it be the evil-wounded gentleman?"
Yuan Chong's cheeks were congested with anxiety, but a cold, sticky cold sweat appeared on his back.
Cheng Jing said, "Zi Buyu's strange power is confusing... Don't talk nonsense. If it is a demon, how can it be easily hurt by me?"
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the saber laying aside with awe, and the sharp blade still had blood stains that gradually darkened.
Yuan Chong was surprised, and the look in Cheng Jing's eyes changed a little.
The literati learned the six arts of the gentleman, ritual, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, arithmetic, and swords. For them, the ornamental value is greater than the practicality.
For the literati, the sword is the same as jewelry for women.
But that doesn't mean they can't fight. In fact, those literati who can go outside are all capable of both literature and martial arts.
You can't beat the generals, but it's okay to deal with a few ordinary people.
Yuan Chong stabilized his mind and asked, "Why do you feel uncomfortable at the moment, sir?"
"My head hurts a little bit, but it's fine... The assassin was stabbed by me, you have someone follow the blood trail to find it..."
Cheng Jing raised his hand and pulled down his sleeve, covering the ugly black and strange mark.
Recalling the fragrance of the powder just now, the woman he had seen in the daytime appeared in his mind, and he was a little more vigilant.
"That gentleman's hand... Would you like to find a gentleman to take a look?"
Yuan Chong saw that Cheng Jing's reaction was calm, and the panic that was growing like a vine in his heart was also reduced.
The person who can be hurt by Cheng Jing is naturally impossible to be a monster. Since it is not a monster, there is no need to be afraid.
Perhaps there were traitors in the convoy, and the two should cooperate with each other, so that Yuan Chong did not find any suspicious people in the panic
"No need for now." Cheng Jing looked serious and waved his hands weakly, "That person will come back and strengthen the night patrol."
Cheng Jing was injured under his own eyes, which was a great shame for Yuan Chong.
But the same thing cannot happen again!
Yuan Chong said loudly and forcefully, "Yes, don't worry, sir. The final commander will definitely be on guard and not let any suspicious person go."
This night was destined to be uneventful, Yuan Chong did not dare to sleep, and the other guards did not dare to relax their vigilance.
In the second half of the night, Cheng Jing was exhausted and couldn't help closing his eyes for a nap.
On weekdays, Cheng Jing would have no dreams until dawn, but today is different, one dream after another.
It is not so much a dream, it is better to say that it is the memories of childhood, adolescence, and youth, most of which are more profound experiences.
It's just... Cheng Jing felt that the dream was a bit strange. There was a person he didn't know beside him for no reason!
Who is this person
In the dream, Cheng Jing was suspicious.
Judging from her body shape, she should be a woman.
Fragrance lingers all over his body, and his steps are swaying.
There was an ethereal voice softly ringing in my ears—
[She is your lord, your benefactor, your best friend... someone you must not betray]
Cheng Jing was sleeping soundly, but his brows were always furrowed, constantly resisting the voice in his heart.
[nonsense!]
When the car was filled with hazy light, Cheng Jing woke up leisurely, and his five senses gradually returned to himself.
I was about to get up, my brain was flaring up.
"Hengshu..." he called out, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted in the next second, Yuan Chong bent over and came in, "Is there any news?"
Yuan Chong knew what Cheng Jing was asking, and said ashamedly, "I will be ashamed at the end, and I will gain something."
"Forget it, take a short rest and continue the journey."
Cheng Jing frowned, rubbed his temples subconsciously with his fingers, and said hoarsely, "Finish this earlier, so as not to make the lord wait for a long time."
[She is your lord, your benefactor, your best friend... someone you must not betray]
Not only in the dream, even if he was awake, the voice resounded in his ears like a ghost.
Cheng Jing did not inform Yuan Chong of these details, but instead stared at the mark on his right hand with a bit of sternness in his eyes.
In another place, the person who was stabbed by Cheng Jing was also full of anxiety.
Because Cheng Jing is a literati, the sabre hangs around her waist all the year round and never draws it out. She was careless for a while, but she didn't expect Cheng Jing's vigilance to be so high, so she suddenly gave her a sword. , otherwise you will be caught.
"System, the loyalty talisman should have already entered, right?"
The system said, "The seeding seal is successful, but Cheng Jing is tenacious and cautious in doing things. The loyalty talisman cannot work immediately, but can only be worn slowly."
Ordinary people lack judgment and are easily deceived and deceived. When the [Loyalty Talisman] is used on them, it usually takes effect immediately.
When meeting a guy with a high IQ, the success rate of the middle spell plummeted to less than half.
Because the core mechanism of [Loyalty Talisman] is "bewitching and deceiving", which confuses the target's memory.