Five days later, Jiang Tangzhou finally walked out of Dead People's Desert and formally entered Hengguo.
Although two countries are separated by a dead desert, hundreds of years ago, Hengguoqin was originally one country, so the customs and customs of the two places are not very different. Even after entering Hengguo, Jiang Tangzhou feels the same Qin still doesn't make much difference.
A group of people first found an inn to stay temporarily.
The boat was exhausted, and Jiang Tangzhou lived in the upper room of Tianzihao. As soon as he took off his coat, the window was pushed open, and a faint scent of sandalwood lingered at the tip of his nose. Jiang Tangzhou stopped and said without turning his head: "You Haven't left yet?"
"Anyway, we've been together for a few days, and we've developed a little affection. You really want to drive me away?" Yin Wenzheng tapped the jade flute on the table in his hand, and with a soft sound, he followed into his room as if He sat down on his butt, raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, "It's very bitter."
It was Jiang Tangzhou's favorite tea.
"However, after drinking it for a few days, I have tasted some sweetness," Yin Wenzheng continued, "We have agreed, I will protect you to the capital and give you a ride—isn't it that you haven't arrived in the capital yet? what?"
Jiang Tangzhou supported his forehead: "I'm afraid you agreed with me unilaterally."
"You didn't say anything that day, didn't you just acquiesce?" Yin Wenzheng tapped the desk lightly with his finger, and said with a smile, "I saved your life at least that day, but your people didn't even give me a room. I'm used to sleeping well, so I'm naturally uncomfortable, so I can only rely on you."
Jiang Tangzhou had no choice but to say: "So you knew you were lying."
Yin Wenzheng tapped his palm with the jade flute, then touched his chest with his hand, took out something worthless, and threw it at Jiang Tangzhou: "Take it, and use it as my rent."
Jiang Tangzhou caught it, sniffed at the tip of his nose, only to smell a faint fragrance: "What is this?"
"Jade muscle ointment." Yin Wenzheng said, "If you don't take good care of that mark on your face, I'm afraid it will leave a scar."
Jiang Tangzhou paused, squeezed the jade muscle ointment in his hand, and said after a moment of silence, "It's just a little scar, whether there is or not, it doesn't make much difference."
"No and no." Yin Wenzheng's jade flute moved forward, pressed against his chin, and lifted it up slightly.
Jiang Tangzhou frowned, trying to avoid his movements, but Yin Wenzheng put his other hand on the side of his head, and looked carefully: "If there is such a scar, it will be like a piece of good jade with an extra stroke. mark."
"Without this scar..."
Yin Wenzheng's thumb brushed over his scar, and Jiang Tangzhou realized that the jade muscle ointment in his hand had fallen into his hands at some point.
A faint fragrance struck, and something cold was wiped from his scar, reducing the pain a bit.
Yin Wenzheng pressed the side of his cheek, laughed clearly, and concealed the rest of the words.
That night.
Yin Wenzheng thought he was a person who cherishes beauty and beauty, so he left the couch to Jiang Tangzhou, and he perched on the beauty couch on one side.
Even though it was a bit unpleasant, it was still better than the sour smell always lingering in the servant's room.
Although Jiang Tangzhou was sleeping on a soft couch, he couldn't fall asleep because of the sound of breathing rising and falling in his ears all the time—he was used to sleeping alone since he was a child, and he never slept in the same room with others.
What's more... This person is still a dangerous person.
In the middle of the night, Yin Wenzheng breathed evenly and was sound asleep.
Jiang Tangzhou fumbled to get up, went to find a pill in his clothes, fed it into his mouth, it melted in the mouth, soaked into the whole body, the biting cold gradually dissipated, and the limbs returned to the temperature that a normal person should have , Qi and blood surged, an uncontrollable blood gurgling upwards, Jiang Tangzhou opened his eyes suddenly, and blood snaked down from the corner of his mouth.
Jiang Tangzhou patted his chest with one hand, only to feel that the surging force of Qi and blood was gradually suppressed.
In the darkness, Jiang Tangzhou couldn't see anything.
He has been blind for many years. When there is light, he is a faint shadow, but he can see a general blurred movement, but when it is dark, he completely loses the light.
Jiang Tangzhou only vaguely felt that Yin Wenzheng's breathing was still even, and he thought he was sleeping soundly.
He took a deep breath, then lay down flat and closed his eyes.
In the distance, the night is coming to an end, and the light has begun to climb up, and the night has already passed. The half-opened windows swayed from side to side due to the breeze. In the huge room, Yin Wenzheng leaned against the beauty's couch with his arms folded, but looked in the direction of Jiang Tangzhou without blinking.
After a while, when he heard Jiang Tangzhou's sound asleep, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Interesting. Very interesting."
When he opened his eyes the next day, Jiang Tangzhou found that he was the only one in the room.
Clearly when he fell asleep last night, Yin Wenzheng was still there.
In fact, Jiang Tangzhou didn't pay much attention to it until he pushed the door open and smelled the bloody smell in the air, as thick as the rotting smell from the corpses that had been piled up for several years on the Dead Man's Desert.
There was even blood in front of him.
Jiang Tangzhou clenched his fists, and was about to move when a figure jumped into his arms: "Master! Fortunately, you are fine!"
"Listen to the rain?" Jiang Tangzhou held her wrist and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"At the dawn of today, a group of people came in suddenly," Ting Yu explained panting, "They all wore the night clothes of that day, and they looked like a group of people—they came for the one named Yin."
Jiang Tangzhou frowned: "What about others?"
"I didn't see it at all!" Ting Yu said angrily, "The group of people asked us for someone, but we don't know where he went! Those people directly slaughtered the entire inn without saying a word, and nothing we brought was left A few! Even Xie Yi was seriously injured!"
Ting Yu gripped him tightly, Jiang Tangzhou patted the back of her palm comfortingly, and said, "Don't worry, since you're here for Yin Wenzheng, if you can't find anyone, you won't do anything to us."
"Now that you know, hand him over quickly."
The sound of the sword pierced the wind, Jiang Tangzhou raised his hand, turned slightly, and frowned just as he dodged the long sword.
"Who the hell are you guys!" Ting Yu stood in front of Jiang Tangzhou to protect him.
"We're just here to find someone," the man in black stared at the direction of the two, "hand over him, and we will naturally spare you."
"How many times have I said it! We don't know him well, so we don't know where he went!" Ting Yu stomped his feet anxiously, "If it's possible, I would also like him to die!"
"Speak carefully." Jiang Tangzhou held Ting Yu's trembling wrist, took a step forward, stood side by side with Ting Yu, and said calmly, "If I guess right, are you from the Sword Pavilion?"
The man in black frowned, and became a little more vigilant: "How did you guess it?"
"How much money did you take to take his life?" Jiang Tangzhou said indifferently, "Wen Jiange has always acted only for profit. Since I can work for you, I want to take no less than this amount of money." Jiang Tangzhou raised his hand and made a gesture. Action, "I can give you twice."
The man in black paused slightly: "Is this true?"
"Really." Jiang Tangzhou said firmly, "Since you dare to attack us, you probably know who I am. Since I promised, I will naturally not refuse."
"Okay," the man in black took a step back, and the people behind him also took a step back, "Since you are willing to pay this amount, then we—"
"No!"
A voice that came out of nowhere interrupted the man in black's next words.
The sword that had just been put down was erected again, and Yin Wenzheng, who had disappeared, suddenly stood in front of Jiang Tangzhou, showing a smile that was not a smile: "If you want us to give it, wouldn't that be very embarrassing?"
"you-"
Yin Wenzheng's face turned violent suddenly, a murderous look flashed across his brows and eyes, and he didn't even say a word, the jade flute in his hand flew out and killed one person.
Ting Yu gritted his teeth angrily: "You man! You didn't show up when you were supposed to, why did you pop out again after we had negotiated the terms!"
"Naturally, we are reluctant to let King Zhen pay this money for an unworthy person like me," Yin Wenzheng let out a low laugh, raising his hand up and down, and took the lives of two more people.
"When did our master become yours!" Ting Yu raised his foot and kicked Yin Wenzheng's ass.
Undefended, Yin Wenzheng was kicked forward by her for a few steps, and he was so angry that he dealt with several useless men in black. Looking back for a moment, there was another sword aimed at his back. Come.
Yin Wenzheng dodged sideways, but the sword stabbed straight at Jiangtangzhou's heart—
Ting Yu's eyes widened to block it, but he was too far away.
Jiang Tangzhou couldn't see it, only heard the sound of the sword getting closer, and he couldn't dodge it in time, but the sword didn't penetrate his chest.
Although there was the sound of skin being torn apart, it was Yin Wenzheng who had his skin and flesh exposed.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword stiffly, cutting his fingers apart, he couldn't help but gasped: "It hurts!"
Yin Wenzheng fell into Jiangtangzhou's arms, and forcefully forced Jiangtangzhou to hug him.
The leading man in black wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but not far away, another person rushed forward and whispered something to him.
The man in black glanced at everyone hesitantly, took a deep look at Yin Wenzheng, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Retreat first!"
The smell of blood at the tip of his nose was very strong, Jiang Tangzhou clenched Yin Wenzheng's wrist tightly, and frowned tightly.
Yin Wenzheng leaned all his strength into his arms, hissed and cried out in pain, and wanted to please him: "If I wasn't afraid of hurting you, why would I bother to hold that sharp blade..."
Jiang Tangzhou supported the weight of his body and asked him, "Yin Wenzheng, who are you?"
Yin Wenzheng's expression changed slightly.
"Everyone ran away!"
The door was kicked open, and a group of people came in with long knives. The leader was a man in official uniform, who looked up to the second floor.
Yin Wenzheng slightly turned his back to the man, but lowered his head and smiled, "Guess?"
Jiang Tangzhou lowered his eyes and said: "Although the Wenjian Pavilion came only for money...but it has disappeared in the Jianghu for many years. The last news is that it was taken over by the Heng Kingdom royal family and served the court."
Jiang Tangzhou raised his head, although his gray eyes were ruthless, they made people feel a little chilly.
"You are a member of the Heng Kingdom's royal family." Jiang Tangzhou said firmly, "Am I guessing right?"
The group of people on the first floor came to the second floor.
Yin Wenzheng's fingers brushed over Jiang Tangzhou's scar—the jade muscle ointment had scabbed his wound, making it slightly itchy.
Yin Wenzheng pinched his jaw, lifted it slightly, chuckled, and said, "We will meet again."
Jiang Tangzhou didn't even have time to grab a corner of the other party, and only heard "Thank you for giving me a ride", and the faint sandalwood was completely covered by the smell of blood.
In the corridor on the second floor, there was only mess and blood everywhere, as if Yin Wenzheng had never been here.