Zhao Ge

Chapter 109: Qianshan night snow

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Leaning on the rock, Ye Qiusheng found the strong wine from the ring, slapped the lid of the wine jar with his left hand, raised his head and took a sip.

The spirits rolled down his throat like a knife, and burned like a fire in his body, dispelling the chill of Night Breeze in the ghost town. Ye Qiusheng shook the wine jar: "Would you like to have a sip too, the wind here is a bit weird."

Those strangely shaped rocks blocked the raging wind and sand, but the wind still passed through the ghost town. And although the wind is not strong, it blows on the body like an ice knife, and the cold air has been seeping into the bones.

There was no answer from Bailishu from the cave behind, but Ye Qiusheng heard a few muffled coughs.

"Forget it, I almost forgot that you don't drink."

Although I don't know what's going on with Baili Shu, the wounded should never drink. While thinking that the wounded should not drink, Ye Qiusheng gulped down another gulp of strong alcohol.

He shook the wine jar, making the sound of water.

The cave was quiet again, Ye Qiusheng turned his head sideways, and took a look in. The fire was almost extinguished by the head wolf, and the cave was very dark, and the young man's face could not be seen clearly. In the dark cave, Baili Shu was still lying on the rock, without getting up.

It doesn't seem like a trivial matter.

Ye Qiusheng turned his head, the bloody wound on his shoulder was burning hot, he took another sip of wine, and then raised the wine jar to his right shoulder with his left hand.

The strong wine was poured down, and all of it was poured on the hideous, large-scale wound, where the flesh and blood were rolled and bones could be seen.

"When the wind blows in the evening, I will bring you into the ghost town."

Ye Qiusheng was talking with Bailishu, his eyes fell on those huge rocks, thinking about something.

The wine is rich and diffuses.

Spirits mixed with blood flowed down from the wound, soaking most of Ye Qiusheng's skirt. While Ye Qiusheng was chatting with Bailishu, he threw away the wine jar. The empty spirits jar rolled on the ground and made a crisp sound when it hit the stone.

"Almost all the fortresses built by Guangwu refugees in Guazhou are near the oasis, and the nearest one has to go through the ghost town."

It's not unreasonable for many people to annoy Ye Qiusheng.

Even if it's a fake scholar, at least bring a "scholar". Ye Qiusheng seems to know a lot about folklore, gossip, and gossip, and the talks seem endless.

Sitting on the ground outside the cave, Ye Qiusheng was talking about the past of Guangwu refugees moving north, while taking out a pill from the Najie, crushed it and sprinkled it on his wound.

"Once, when the Fuyi Dynasty went north, it was planned to take the way to the ghost city, and then surprise Guazhou. But after Sanqian Qingqi entered the ghost city, he didn't come out for a month."

For a while, Ye Qiusheng still hadn't figured out what was going on with the weird space power in his body, he wasn't sure when it would recover, and he still had some pills on his body, but he didn't dare to waste it.

After roughly spreading the elixir on the wound, Ye Qiusheng tore off the wide sleeves of the Confucian uniform, and bandaged his wound. The right shoulder was badly injured, and the right hand hanging by the side would be useless for a while, so the left hand could only be used to bandage it.

But he seems to have done a lot of this kind of thing, and his movements are exceptionally proficient.

Bailishu was inside the cave, although he didn't answer, he didn't interrupt Ye Qiusheng either.

The night wind blew in the smell of strong wine, and Baili Shu listened silently to Ye Qiusheng talking about things he already knew.

After bandaging the wound, Ye Qiusheng supported the ground, stood up, and dragged away the wolf's corpse that was on the fire. The fur on the wolf's abdomen was burned off, turning black and emitting a burnt smell. Ye Qiusheng dragged the wolf carcass to a place downwind, took out another torch from the ring, and started the fire again.

After the fire was rekindled, Ye Qiusheng sat down near the fire at the entrance of the cave.

He took out another jar of spirits from the storage ring, knocked off the lid of the jar, poured some wine on the fire, and the fire burned up with a "huh".

The fire was crackling, and Ye Qiusheng leaned against the wall of the cave, staring at the fire in a daze.

"How are you?"

Ye Qiusheng put the wine jar beside him, and turned to look at Bailishu.

The wind in the ghost town was blowing, and with the attack of the sand wolves ahead, although Ye Qiusheng sat resting at the entrance of the cave, he still maintained a high level of vigilance. Now that Bailishu woke up, with his temperament, if he could still stand up, he would definitely not lie still.

Since Bailishu didn't get up, Ye Qiusheng guessed that he wouldn't be able to move for a while.

After the fire was rekindled and some spirits were poured over it, the light of the fire was stronger than before, and the not-so-big cave was clearly illuminated by the fire. Ye Qiusheng's own shadow was cast on the wall, distorting slightly with the shaking of the fire. with.

The emaciated young man was lying on the stone with several layers of clothes, his eyes slightly lowered.

Now he looks like an ice blade again, snow is sealed in his brows and eyes, and the soft lines in a coma naturally have a bit of sharpness. Looking at his sanity, it seems that nothing happened.

"fine."

Baili Shu said softly.

fine

Ye Qiushang was not surprised to hear this answer.

What can be the matter? A guy who is alone is fine even if something happens.

But as expected, when he really heard this answer, Ye Qiusheng suddenly felt too annoying. There seemed to be the sound of ticking water in my ears again. Even after drinking strong wine, the coldness of the cave still lingered, and the picture of curling up in the cave resurfaced in front of my eyes.

Even though he was in the great dry desert, he could smell the cold and damp smell in the cave.

He took another sip of wine to dissipate the chill in his bones.

"Mr. Baili." Ye Qiusheng looked at Bailishu sideways, and he raised the wine jar in his hand towards the young man, "Now we can barely be regarded as a cooperative relationship? Then I have to know what is going on with my partner Right? Otherwise, how do you know if you need to carry you on your back when you want to run away?"

As he said that, Ye Qiusheng paused for a moment, his usual frivolous and unscrupulous smile appeared on his face.

"Although it is definitely not a hard job to carry the first beauty of the Eight Twelve Dynasties."

Baili Shu looked up at the young man shaking the wine jar.

The young man spoke indecent words with a frivolous and careless smile on his face, but the carefreeness did not reach his eyes. After pouring strong wine into the fire, the flames fell in Ye Qiusheng's eyes, blazing fiercely.

Blazing flames were reflected in Ye Qiusheng's pupils.

Bailishu remembered the young assassin who came to assassinate him in the snowy day when he was the head of Baili's family.

The young assassin was not afraid of tigers when he was fledgling, and he accepted the mission of death. When the blood was stained red and white, his pupils were still beating with crazy flames.

But Ye Qiusheng, nicknamed "Scholar with Smiling Face", is very much like the assassin back then. He is clearly wearing a loose Confucian uniform, but he can draw out his knife at any time and dance freely, living like a fugitive. only.

In the moment of life and death, Xinting drinks a glass of wine.

Baili Shu lowered his eyes and was silent for a while: "It will take another day to act."

"Your true energy has also been sealed?"

Bailishu made it clear that he didn't want to explain the reason, but he answered anyway, and Ye Qiusheng stopped asking - Bailishu seemed to have endless thoughts, and there were countless secrets in him.

"almost."

"Sure enough, it's still troublesome."

Ye Qiusheng shook the wine jar and took another sip.

Ye Qiusheng looked at Bailishu's calm state as if nothing happened. He took a piece of wood, fiddled with the fire, and chatted with Bailishu casually while drinking.

Before arriving in Guazhou, he had been in a state of high tension during the battle of Difen. After arriving in Guazhou, his cultivation base was even banned. At this time, after a fierce battle just now, after being injured, out of an instinctive reaction, sleepiness surged up.

He needs a break.

But this is clearly not the time to rest. Besides the pack of sand wolves, who knows what else is there in this ghost town at night

His mind was a little dizzy, and Ye Qiusheng was talking to Bailishu casually while drinking strong wine—in fact, he was talking and answering by himself.

Baili Shu listened to his words silently, talking all over the world, not knowing where.

Ye Qiusheng is obviously the eldest brother of the Supreme Emperor, but he doesn't necessarily stay in the sect for a few days all year round. He travels around the land of the Twelve Dynasties, but he really sees a lot of weird things. The sea caravans in the south of the Qi and Qin Dynasty, the old-fashioned formation masters of the Dongzhou Dynasty, the pagoda temple with Buddhist beads in the Baodan Dynasty...

While talking, Ye Qiusheng's voice suddenly dropped.

He was talking about a mother and son temple near the sea in the Qi and Qin Dynasties, but he stopped suddenly halfway through.

The southeast and southeast of the Qi and Qin Dynasties were all adjacent to the sea.

In some states and counties near the sea in the south of the Qi Qin Dynasty, there are mother and child temples, large and small, where the goddess stands on the sea with a baby in her arms.

In addition to the fishermen who go to sea to worship, there are often mothers who bring their children who are destined to become fishermen to offer incense to the goddess.

Ye Qiusheng had seen his mother take her child to worship from afar.

Ye Qiusheng held the little wine jar left, and stared fixedly at the flickering fire. He twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled, and said in a nonchalant way: "The name Qiu Sheng was given to me by the old man. He said he picked me up in Autumn, so he named me this."

He has no father and no mother, the bad old man picked him up in autumn and brought him back to Taishangzong. Even the surname Ye was the result of a leaf falling on the forehead when the bad old man picked him up.

Ye Qiusheng Ye Qiusheng, a random name, has no meaning at all.

Ye Qiusheng suddenly lost the interest to speak again, and he started drinking in suspense.

"I don't have a name."

Baili Shu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

Ye Qiusheng turned to look at him.

Baili Shu stared at the fire, and the heavy snow that was falling again floated in front of his eyes. A man in a black robe stepped out of the snow and knelt down in front of him, so he asked the man who he was.

"I asked a person who I am, and he told me that your surname is Baili and your single name is Shu, so my name is Bailishu."

he said softly.