The army broke camp and marched northward all the way, only stopping to set up camp at dusk.
Shen Lou threw Zhong Youyu's body to the two brothers and asked them to dispose of it by themselves. The two brothers decided to stay and help Shen Lou, so they burned the body on the spot.
The raging fire licked the firewood, gradually surrounding the young body and burning it to ashes.
"Looking at my own body being cremated, I always feel awkward," Zhong Youyu muttered softly, hanging her usual spirit sword on her waist, "Little Mo, I suddenly remembered that in future fights, each of us will use one hand , then you can use double swords."
"Yeah." Zhong Wumo replied, looking at the pile of flames, he didn't know what he was thinking.
"You say you, get me on you, how will you marry a wife in the future? When you and your wife bridal chamber, I just watched, do you think it's appropriate?" Zhong Youyu said, her body completely gone. Start to think carefully about your future life, and the more you think about it, the more trouble you will have.
"I don't marry a wife, you marry." The flame gradually extinguished, Zhong Wumo stepped forward and put the ashes into a small bottle.
"That's not okay, then you can see it when I'm bridal with your sister-in-law." Zhong Youyu threw the handful of ashes he had just picked up to the ground.
"Don't make trouble." Zhong Wumo grabbed the ashes again.
Standing not far away, Shen Lou didn't want to admit that he knew the idiot whose left hand was fighting with his right hand, so he turned around and returned to the handsome tent.
Lin Xin was sitting at the main seat, writing a letter while listening to Yuan'a's inquiring news.
"The crown prince blocked the official roads of the states, and Lu Li could not leave the Southern Region. His Royal Highness borrowed a boat from the Eastern Region, and traveled by water, and his whereabouts were hidden. Now he is gone." said Blade Yi who came back from the Southern Region.
"After the subordinate informed the grand master, the grand master entered the palace." Ren Erdao, who was assigned to Huanxing to post the letter.
Hearing Shen Lou coming in, Lin Xin put away the pen, folded the letter and sealed it with sealing wax, and handed it to Ren San, "Go."
Ren San took the order and left, while Ren Yi and Ren Er bowed their heads to salute Shen Lou.
"Why are you up?" Shen Lou walked over, picked Lin Xin up, and put him back on the bed.
Lin Xin let him hug without any resistance, and waved Yuan Adu back down, "This injury doesn't matter anymore... Are you addicted to hugging?"
"I didn't hug you in my last life," Shen Lou said in a low voice, squeezed into the bed with Lin Xin, pulling him into his arms, "I will make it up in this life."
The prairie was peaceful at dusk, and the footsteps of battalion patrols echoed between the tents, mixed with the sounds of the Zhong brothers arguing with themselves, and the sound of the Huotou army distributing meals. The fireworks in the world make the soul that has gone through two lives fall to the ground.
"Hey, let me ask you, when did you fall in love with me in your last life?" Lin Xin took Shen Lou's arm and placed it under his head. Stealing a moment of leisure during the war makes people want to talk about love more than usual.
I don't know if Shen Lou was pretending to be too similar, or he was a fan of the authorities, but he really didn't see it at that time.
Shen Lou lowered his eyes and thought about it seriously, since when did it start
Was it the Qionglin Banquet? The number one scholar in the new department is a well-known talent in the south of the Yangtze River. He was a little overwhelmed by the emperor's praise, and he wanted to match up with the Marquis of the Lulu. No one expected that Hou Luhou, who wields knives and swords all day long and speaks harshly, has the talent of swallowing phoenixes, and he almost passed away the champion speechless.
Is it the annual tribute banquet? The Marquis of the Deer, who couldn't bear the strength to drink, competed with him for wine one cup after another. With a peachy look at the end of his eyes, he fell limply into Shen Lou's arms, and asked him with a half cry and a smile: "They all bully me, why didn't you take me away?"
Or, earlier, he just didn't realize it. From the first time he saw Lin Xin in Xianchi, his gaze always followed the young man who acted recklessly like the scorching sun, obsessed without knowing it.
"What about you?" Shen Lou's ears turned red, and he couldn't help but ask him back. Lin Xin was so ruthless that he didn't recognize his relatives, and he didn't distinguish between men and women. Since the two of them met, they never stopped molesting him. So he couldn't tell whether it was love or teasing.
"It must be earlier than you. Before you recognized me, it was you." Lin Xin held Shen Lou's face and said very seriously.
The tip of his heart trembled slightly, and for a moment, Shen Lou almost believed this nonsense. Immediately, I realized that something was wrong, it must be you who came from before we met, it was obviously a deceptive rhetoric. She squeezed Lin Xin's hand and pressed it to the pillow, leaned over and kissed that hateful mouth.
Lin Xin smiled and let him kiss, and with his other hand, he got into Shen Yuanshuai's lapel and fumbled, and Shen Lou gasped and grabbed him immediately.
"Don't move." Shen Lou took a breath, supported him, and restrained himself from continuing.
"What's the matter, have no strength?" Lin Xin provocatively asked him knowingly, "If you can't do it all the way, why don't you let me do it."
Shen Lou was so angry that his teeth itched, he stretched out his hand and slapped his buttocks, "You're still hurt."
Lin Xin grinned, stretched out his legs and hooked Shen Lou's waist, "Oh, don't hit there, it's embarrassing."
"..."
Early the next morning, Zhong Wumo was nowhere to be seen in the camp.
"I'm looking for food and grass." Shen Lou said indifferently, ordered the camp to be pulled out, and continued to move rapidly. He gave the two brothers three thousand soldiers and horses and told them to rob the Luoyang granary.
"What are you, are you more anxious than before?" Lin Xin sat on the Yanggu sword, and floated forward with Shen Lou's horse, the spirit sword was much more stable than the horse, and would not scratch the wound.
"Prince, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear me for a few days." Shen Lou flicked the reins lightly, and jumped up the small slope, Shen Qing's cold voice, with the help of vast spiritual power, reached the ears of every soldier.
"In front is the Yin Mountain, and Wen Shilan's army is at the foot of the mountain. The barbarians have witchcraft called spirit devouring. The spiritual power of monks will be lost, and mortals will die immediately. Soul devouring is precious, and the barbarians will definitely use it to deal with monks. Remember, if you get infected, turn around immediately, enter the camp and isolate yourself, and wait for Grand Master Zhu Xingli to come and heal you, and you must not love to fight."
In the previous life, there was no way to suppress the spirit devouring, and the infected soldiers could only be killed instantly on the battlefield. As a result, many people were infected and did not dare to speak, causing even greater casualties.
The soldiers heard that there is still a cure for the infection, so they didn't think there was anything to be afraid of, and they all responded "yes".
Lin Xin looked at Shen Lou's method of stabilizing the army's morale, raised his eyebrows slightly, and whispered in Shen Lou's ear, "So you can also lie."
"Gu didn't lie." Shen Lou said with incomparable integrity, he only said half of what he said.
The prince was waiting for Zhong Youyu's reply, but unexpectedly, the news that Hangu Pass was attacked and the Luoyang granary was robbed came. "Who did it?"
"Su... Duke Su."