I don’t know if Tu Tian is dead. I just watched his figure drifting further and further in the Huangquan River. The middle-aged man and the passerby did not pursue it. Just now, in the drama, the middle-aged man was also injured and was killed by the passerby. Supported, helped to the side.
Zhang Xie had been quietly watching the scene below. When the battle was over and Tu Tian was defeated, Zhang Xie seemed to wake up from his contemplation, and said, "You do me a favor."
"What's busy?"
"Go down by yourself and tell them that you accidentally found me on the river beach." Zhang Xie said: "Just say I'm dying. If they want to follow you to see, you can take them to the north of Huang's grave. Down the mountain."
"What are you? What are you doing?"
"Don't ask too much, go ahead."
After Zhang Xie said this, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the path, leaving me here alone. I didn't dare to shout loudly, trying to catch up with Zhang Xie, but then dispelled the idea. Since Zhang Xie had already said that, I chased after him, but couldn't bring him back.
Zhang Xie walked quickly and disappeared in a moment. He must have taken the first step. I was at a loss to leave here from the whirlpool of Huangquan River, but in the end I decided to do what Zhang Xie said.
The passerby and the middle-aged man slowly sat back on the edge of the thick fog. The middle-aged man’s injuries did not know what to do. It seemed that there should be no much danger. I was about to climb down the stone wall at the end of Huangquan Road, and the guard said to the middle-aged man: "The scholar has been hanged for so long, can't you let him down?"
"he… "
"Don't him, he, is it not enough to torture for so long?" The passerby had a bad temper, and when he saw the middle-aged man hesitating, he frowned and said, "If he is really a deadly crime, then just kill him. He, lest he be tortured forever like this."
The middle-aged man stopped talking, but was just thinking. The passerby stood up and walked around in front of him. After a while, the middle-aged man finally raised his head and said to the passerby: "No, take him... Let it go..."
When the passer-by heard this, he hurriedly walked into the thick fog. The scholar was hung in the depth of the thick fog. The passer-by put the scholar down and helped the scholar to walk outside. The scholar had been tortured for so long, only a breath left, his head drooping half-dead.
When the scholar was rescued, I thought for a while and took advantage of this opportunity to quickly climb down from the rock wall. When I moved, both the middle-aged man and the passerby heard the noise and stood up one after another.
I crawled very quickly, and in a blink of an eye I climbed from the stone wall to the bottom. At this time, both the middle-aged man and the passerby recognized me. The passerby was naturally surprised, and the middle-aged man seemed to be a little bit embarrassed when he was surprised. .
"Why are you here again?"
"I just want to come and see what's going on with your face." I pretended to be nonchalant, and said to the middle-aged man: "I have not forgotten the affection that gave me the twelve aspects of the cloud pattern before."
The face of the middle-aged man flashed blue and red, maybe because he didn't know how to explain, he didn't explain it at all, just sighed slightly.
"Thirteen..." The scholar left a sigh of relief. After being put down, he was a little better than before. He raised his head and said to me with difficulty: "This place is not good, don't come again..."
"I am only entrusted by others to pass a word."
"Who entrusted it?"
"The man claimed to be Zhang Xie. He emerged from the river with ice on his body. I went to Huangjiafen to work.
, Met inadvertently, when he got ashore, he was dying. "
"Zhang Xie!" The middle-aged man and the passerby were taken aback at the same time, and hurriedly asked: "Where is he now!?"
"He has a token, looking at the tattered one, and when he stroked it in the water, he made a whirlpool and asked me to help, from the whirlpool to Huangquan Road. He is now hiding in a mountainous area north of Huangjia Tomb. I'll bring you a message."
I don’t care if the other party believes what I’m saying. After I say it, I stop talking. The middle-aged man and the passerby looked at each other. Although the two did not speak, they seemed to have made up their minds in an instant.
"Where is he, take us to see."
"Take me... Bring me..." The scholar was almost unable to move, but when he heard Zhang Xie, he reluctantly stood up and wanted to rush away together.
I can see that the middle-aged people and the passers-by were a little excited when they heard the news of Zhang Xie, but after the excitement, they were a little restless and couldn't stand it for almost a moment. They were together on the bank of the Huangquan River. In the crevice of the cliff, a small boat was dragged out.
The four people drove the boat and drove towards the vortex of the Huangquan River. In the previous battle, there were countless deaths and injuries, and the people of Qian Kun Dao almost died. Those who wanted to try their luck with them, all escaped cleanly at this time. I kept searching for Tu Tian along the way, but Tu Tian has disappeared.
When they reached the whirlpool of the Huangquan River, the four of them got in from here, and when the water came out, they were already on the big river beach. They are very anxious, the middle-aged people are still injured, but they don't care, just keep urging me to lead the way.
I want to ask the middle-aged man why he gave me the incomplete moiré twelve signs, and then ask him why he hid his true face and blocked me on Huangquan Road.
However, after thinking about it, I finally gave up the idea. The middle-aged man hides his true face, just don't want me to recognize him, now he asks, he will definitely not answer.
"Thirteen... Why are you so stubborn..." The scholar looked weak, but very stubborn. After being rescued, the situation gradually improved. He looked at me and seemed to recall the scene when we were born and died together a few years ago. He shook his head helplessly and said: "Listen to me, Huangquan Road, you don't want to intervene anymore..."
"I didn't plan to intervene. This time I was really only entrusted by others to bring a message."
"That's good, if you can really retreat under the forest, that's a good thing."
"Who is that Zhang Xie? What is your relationship with him?"
When I asked this sentence, the scholar stopped speaking, and the guards and middle-aged people also closed their mouths. The atmosphere was quite embarrassing for a while. I knew they didn’t want to say it, but I’m not in a hurry, waiting to see Zhang Xie’s. Time, maybe everything will come to light.
The place where we got out of the water was not too far from the mountain. It looked like at most thirty or forty miles. The passerby was afraid that he could not walk fast enough. He directly carried the scholar on his back and walked like flying. As soon as he hurried, he hurried to the destination.
I took them straight to the place agreed with Zhang Xie. From a distance, I could see Zhang Xie lying among the withered weeds at the foot of the mountain. The passers-by and middle-aged people rushed forward like flying, and when they were there, they could see clearly that it was Zhang Xie.
"Yes... it's him..." The moment the passerby saw Zhang Xie, his expression was quite complicated, he swallowed, and said to the middle-aged man: "It's really him..."
Zhang Xie lay on the ground, motionless
Moving, the middle-aged man took a look, then turned to ask me, and found Zhang Xieshi's scene.
"He is... He has frozen himself in the ice of Huangquan..." The scholar sat on the ground, took a breath, and said, "After so many years, it must be... It must be frozen..."
I stood aside and said nothing, Zhang Xie pretended to be true, without the slightest flaw, it looked like he was about to die.
The passerby squatted down and checked, but still no flaws were found. Zhang Xie's breath at the moment was extremely weak, and his aura was like floating silk.
"The breath is very weak." After the passerby checked it, he said to the middle-aged man: "There is only a little breath left."
"There is a little breath left, he is still alive." The middle-aged man looked at the passer-by and then at the scholar, and said, "You should remember the iron order."
"I remember, but..." The passer-by hesitated, but did not say anything afterwards.
"It's good to remember. Some things can't be changed after a hundred years, a thousand years."
"In my opinion, it's better to... forget it..." The scholar hesitated, and said tentatively: "It's been so many years, why are you still holding on to..."
"Shut up!" The middle-aged man was obviously dissatisfied with the scholar's words: "You made a mistake yourself, so why did you come to speak for him!?"
"He was... so miserable..."
After listening to their conversation, I probably understood that these people must have known each other before. Moreover, according to what Zhang Xie said, I think that middle-aged people, passers-by, scholars, these are the original and Zhang Xie. Together, worship at the door of Mr. Gongsi.
Obviously, Zhang Xie had committed something wrong. After so many years, he has not been forgotten. The middle-aged man discovered Zhang Xie and should still want to punish him.
The passerby kept his head sullen and said nothing. Perhaps he didn't know who to help. Although the scholar was weak, he never gave up a step.
I have dealt with scholars, and I know that this person is actually very kind. Now he is obviously helping Zhang Xie and wanting the middle-aged to let him go.
"You say these things, I'm afraid that your conscience is gone." The middle-aged man couldn't help but breathe when he heard the scholar's mouth. ."
"Naturally I dare not forget, and I have never forgotten it, but the time has passed, and today's years are no longer what they used to be." The scholar took a deep breath and said, "Even if he is wrong, he will not die, not to mention. , After so many years of suffering, can't it be guilty?"
"You still want to be punished by the door rules again!?"
"If you think what I said is wrong and want to punish, I have nothing to say." The scholar sat down slowly and said, "I am at fault, so I am willing to be punished."
The scholar did not eat hard and soft, so that the middle-aged man was very helpless. He held back his anger and said to the passerby: "You let the scholar let go, and when you let it go, but you are right here, go and persuade him, don’t persuade him. Moved, and tied him up."
The passerby seemed to be unable to do anything. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally sighed and said to the scholar: "Don't worry about it anymore..."
The middle-aged man walked slowly to Zhang Xie's side. He might know that Zhang Xie still carried the Huangquan token. He stretched out his hand and wanted to take the token away first.
When his hand stretched out, Zhang Xie's eyes didn't open, but one hand moved like lightning, firmly grasping the middle-aged man's wrist.
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