no soul

They went to ask another family, and the person who opened the door was an old man in his eighties.

The old man has white hair, sticks a cane, has difficulty moving, and his ears and eyes are not working well.

Lin Hong negotiated with him for a long time before he found out about his family.

The old man's two sons have joined the army to fight, and they left the old couple at home, but his wife passed away a few days ago, and now he is the only one left in his family.

Lin Hong looked at the old lady sitting in his living room speechless...

The third family was an enthusiastic middle-aged woman who insisted on dragging the two of them into the house for tea.

Lin Hong couldn't hold her back but was dragged into the house.

There is also a young woman in the middle-aged woman's house who is holding a baby and putting her to sleep. When she sees people coming in, she looks at them curiously.

"This is my daughter and granddaughter!" The middle-aged woman introduced.

Lin Hong listened to the middle-aged woman talking endlessly.After chatting for a long time, mostly about trivial matters in their lives, Lin Hong struggled to filter out key information from the huge amount of information.

The husband of this middle-aged woman joined the army, and her family has a married son-in-law, leaving behind a pregnant wife who also joined the army. The two have not heard from each other so far.Now her granddaughters are all born, and the life of the three generations is very difficult.

The middle-aged woman vomited bitterness to Lin Hong again, and as she spoke, she even started to praise her daughter, as if she wanted to give her daughter to them as a concubine...

"Mom!" The young woman heard it and stopped her.

"What's wrong! Your guy probably died on the battlefield! What else do you want him to do! You should think about your children!" the middle-aged woman scolded.

This commotion woke up the baby who had just fallen asleep, and the cry was sharp.

"He will come back!" The young woman angrily carried the baby into the back room.

Lin Hong was already on pins and needles.

"Oh, I'm kidding, she's very stubborn, but capable!" The middle-aged woman looked at the two of them again with a smile.

The middle-aged woman continued to talk endlessly, so that Lin Hong's head was still buzzing standing outside her house.

I asked a few more families, and all of these families were short of people, and lived with sadness and strength.

Lin Hong saw all kinds of "people" in these people's homes - women without arms and legs, old men without heads, old ladies with only half a face left...

Almost all able-bodied men in the village had gone to fight, and the rest were old people, children and women, and some disabled or infirm men.

"It's miserable..." Lin Hong was a little exhausted physically and mentally.

The trauma of war is too great.

Lin Hong thought, what a blessing it was to be born in such a prosperous age as the Dazheng Dynasty...

He looked at Wan Guchuan, if Wan Guchuan died in battle... Lin Hong didn't dare to think about it.

"Did you see any people who died in battle in these people's homes?" Lin Hong recalled that almost every family had people who went to war, and the dead would come back, but there were no dead souls returning from the war in these people's homes.

"No." Wan Guchuan said.

Lin Hong nodded, "It seems that the men in this village are very good at fighting."

"I'm hungry, let's go back to have dinner." Lin Hong glanced at the sky and said, "Don't keep Mammy waiting."

"Oh! It turned out to be two officials! Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Nanny Liu yelled at them emotionally as soon as the two returned.

Lin Hong was amazed at the speed at which the news spread in the village... "Aren't we afraid of creating a sense of distance from you?"

"Let me just say, why didn't my younger brother join the army? It turns out that the two are officials from the imperial court! No wonder!" Nanny Liu bowed to Lin Hong with a clear look, "Young and promising!"

"Nurse, don't!" Lin Hong hurriedly supported her, his intestines were green with regret now, he couldn't bear the old man's gift.

If you really tell a lie, you have to use ten lies to cover it up, "It's the kind that runs errands for the court—you don't have to worry about it."

Grandma Liu waved her hand, "The old woman is rude and doesn't know how to be polite. I was the one who neglected you before! Are you hungry? Let's eat first! I'll serve the food." After she finished speaking, she left the room.

Lin Hong froze in place.

Wan Guchuan sat by the bed, looked at Lin Hong's back, "The village is remote, and I have never seen anyone from the imperial court. You will be treated as a guest of honor."

"But I'm a fake." With a sad face, Lin Hong turned around and sat by the bed. "To be honest, if I hadn't been forced to, I really don't want to have anything to do with the officialdom!"

Wan Guchuan looked at him sideways, "Anyway, it's fake, Boss Lin doesn't need to care."

Lin Hong also looked at him.

"What about you?" Lin Hong said, "'Night Breeze'."

The sun has just set, the sky outside the window is slightly dark, and the candles in the room have not been lit yet, so it feels a bit cold for no reason.

Wan Guchuan leaned against the wall behind him, half-closed his eyes, and said in silence for a while: "When this battle is over, the imperial court won't need me anymore."

Lin Hong raised his eyebrows. He didn't understand what Wan Guchuan meant. He was interrupted by Nanny Liu who entered the door, "Eat it while it's hot!"

Today's dinner is really richer, with white flour steamed buns and chopped kimchi.

"My family is poor, and I don't have any good things. The folks sent me to prepare them for you! Eat quickly!" Madam Liu didn't sit with them.

"Won't Mommy eat together?" Lin Hong didn't dare to move his chopsticks.

"No, no, no, I've eaten. Take it easy." Liu Mama went out.

Lin Hong: "..."

He looked at Wan Guchuan, wanting to cry, "What should I do? What do you think is going to happen now!"

"No way." Wan Guchuan picked up the chopsticks, "Eat."

Lin Hong was unwilling to start eating. When he ate, he always felt that there was a bloody smell, and he thought that Min Zhi Min Gao was bloody...

But the more he ate, the more something went wrong. He looked at Wan Guchuan beside him, and saw that his face was a little pale.He didn't talk much this afternoon. Lin Hong thought he was still awkward, but now he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Lin Hong frowned, "How are you?"

Wan Guchuan glanced at him, "It's all right."

It sure wasn't all right.

After Wan Guchuan finished his meal, Lin Hong began to tear at his clothes, "Show me the wound."

"It's just a little blood seeping." Wan Guchuan pressed his clothes.

"..." Lin Hong pressed his hand to his forehead, and when he touched it, his blood surged, "Wan Guchuan, you have a fever, what are you doing?"

Pulling back the clothes, it was bloody, and the wound was split open again.

This wound stretched from the shoulder to the chest, and was as long as a palm. The blood that came out was mixed with the green color of the herb, and it looked black. There were some black and red blood scabs on the turned-up flesh at the edge of the wound, and the wound was stitched up. The white thread on his chest has been dyed blood red - it was stitched by Nanny Liu the day before yesterday.

He dared not ask Lin Hong to sew, and he did not dare not to stare at Mammy Liu's sew. After all, he had just entered the ghost house and was the first person he had met, so he could not rest assured and could only supervise.

Seeing the needle burnt by the candle go through Wan Guchuan's flesh, Lin Hong's face was pale, his heart was in his throat, even if he didn't make any expression, tears were still rolling down his face.

Lin Hong's fingertips were cold, and he was afraid to breathe. He fetched a basin of water, gritted his teeth to clean the blood around his wound, sprinkled some hemostatic medicine on the wound, and wrapped him with gauze.

Wan Guchuan watched his movements the whole time, suddenly smiled, and pulled up his clothes, "I've made great progress."

"What?" Lin Hong looked at him with misty eyes.

"It was better than the time when Jiang Xier stabbed it—and the time when the temple was bandaged." Wan Guchuan said.

"Why do you still have time to talk about this!" Lin Hong threw the blood-stained handkerchief into the basin, and went out with the basin of bloody water. When he came back, he brought a bowl of medicine in his hand.

Wan Guchuan reached out to pick it up, but Lin Hong ignored his hand. He was stirring the spoon in the bowl. When the white mist had dispersed a lot, he scooped up a spoonful, blew gently, and brought it to Wan Guchuan's mouth.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, Lin Hong looked up and met his eyes.

"What are you watching me do? Drink the medicine quickly." Lin Hong moved the spoon a little closer.

Wan Guchuan hesitated to speak, bowed his head and took a sip.

Lin Hong sent another spoonful.

Wan Guchuan couldn't hold back, "Let me drink it in one gulp, it's very bitter to drink like this..."

"..." Lin Hong put the medicine bowl in his hand.

Wan Guchuan went to bed early, and Lin Hong also went to bed early lying beside him.

At night, Lin Hong heard strange noises outside the window, which were footsteps and wheels rolling...

"Da", "Da", "Gulu Gulu"...the boards "creaked" against each other, and there was a "clang" sound of running over stones, and the heavy object "Kuang" bounced and fell...

It looks like someone is pushing a two-wheeled cart with something inside and walking back and forth outside the window...

Over and over again, just outside the window back and forth...

Lin Hong closed his eyes and listened, his heart beating faster, who is using the cart to transport something... why is it going back and forth...

"Da", "Da", "Gulu Gulu"...

"Crunch"... "Crunch"...

"Keng Keng"...

"condition"……

You can't pretend to be asleep every day, Lin Hong thought, opened his eyes and glanced at Wan Guchuan, and saw that he was not awakened.

Lin Hong held his breath and listened quietly...

"Da", "Da", "Gulu Gulu"...

"Crunch"... "Crunch"...

"Keng Keng"...

"condition"……

Back and forth several times, the sound suddenly disappeared.

It was as if the person had finished his work and walked away.

Lin Hong waited for a while, and after confirming that there was no movement, he got up boldly and wanted to look out the window.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a black figure standing by the window.

Damn it!

The man remained silent, but he was standing by the window and watching them all the time!

Lin Hong's heartbeat rose sharply, and he retreated a little on the bed.

The black shadow outside the window moved, and he began to knock on the window frantically!

"Boom boom boom"!

Lin Hong looked at Wan Guchuan beside him. He was still in a dream, frowning tightly, as if he was suffering.

Lin Hong looked at the black shadow who was still knocking on the window frantically.

He didn't know what was going to happen, but he had to deal with it.

Lin Hong kicked on his shoes, grabbed his clothes and ran out the door. He heard the sound of hitting the window behind him and it really disappeared.

He ran out the door and looked out the window of their house—there was no one there.

Lin Hong panted and looked around, but there were no carts.

The whole village lay quietly in the night, without anyone, and the surrounding woods were dark.

Lin Hong looked at the night a little bit, but he didn't see anything.

bluff?He should go back.

When he turned around, he met a severely rotten face!

Damn!

Lin Hong took a big step back, turned around and ran towards the empty village.

In the dense night, Lin Hong ran with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The road ahead was scattered with cottages. The village was silent, and he could clearly hear his footsteps and panting.

He glanced back, and the black shadow was chasing him closely, keeping a small distance away!

In a hurry, Lin Hong ran backhands and pulled down the firewood piled there. The firewood scattered and fell behind him, making a "crash" sound, hoping to stop it and buy time.

Lin Hong turned a corner and pulled down another shelf.

"Thunderbolt!" A series of sounds echoed in the silence.

Lin Hong was tightly wrapped in the night, he ran aimlessly, tried his best not to be caught up by the "people" behind him, his lungs hurt from running, and he was almost out of breath, but he just couldn't get rid of the "people" behind him. people".

The ghost shadow followed like a shadow.

Lin Hong turned into the road between two cottages, and unexpectedly bumped his head into a person's chest.

Feeling dizzy from the bump, he looked up and almost lost his breath in fright—this "person" has no head at all!

Lin Hong avoided the outstretched hand of the headless ghost and continued to run for his life. He wondered if the collision made the ghost catch up.

He looked back.

Seeing this, his heart went cold.

Many "people" appeared here and there scattered throughout the village, black shadows standing one by one in the night... At this moment, they all noticed Lin Hong and chased towards them. submerged in it.

!!!

Lin Hong realized that his choice caused a big problem...

This is a battle royale that is almost certain to die - bloody "people" are rushing out from all directions.

It was painful for Lin Hong to hide. He stepped on the fence, turned over from above, and avoided a female "person" with only half a face.

He felt that his feet were about to lose strength, and the distance between the "crowd" and him was getting very close...

At the very moment, Lin Hong felt someone grab his hand and pull it, and a cold light flashed across his face!

He was pulled forward in the darkness, and he saw a pair of deep eyebrows suppressing murderous intent.

At the same time, there was a scream behind him, and he felt something bounce on the back of his head.

He fell into Wan Guchuan's arms.

Before he could catch his breath, he was pulled by his hands and ran forward again.

It is Wan Guchuan.

Lin Hong looked at the back of the person in front of him.

He still has a fever!

Lin Hong felt that he had screwed up, and what he wanted was to lure the ghost away, try to solve it, and try to protect him, but in the end he screwed up, and instead he ran out to find himself.

Lin Hong glanced back, the crowd was commotion, and there were several severed hands on the ground... Could it be the severed hand that hit the back of his head just now? ?

Wan Guchuan pulled him and ran quickly, and the Zuigu sword shone coldly in the night, cutting down the ghosts blocking the way.

Lin Hong felt dazzled and out of breath from exhaustion, with a fishy sweetness in his throat.

He looked back and found that he had thrown off those ghosts by a long distance.

Wan Guchuan took him to hide in a thatched hut by the side of the village.

The darkness was as dense as ink that could not be melted, and there was no light at all. Lin Hong didn't know if hiding like this would work. He couldn't know what was going on outside.

When did Wan Guchuan find out that he was missing, and how did he catch up to find him, Lin Hong didn't dare to think.

Lin Hong couldn't stop panting, but there was no sound from the other side.Lin Hong couldn't see anything, he was flustered, he stretched his hands forward, and called out in a low voice, "Wan Guchuan?"

"Yes." The deep voice in the darkness was very calm, and Lin Hong became much calmer when he heard this voice.

He is here.

A slender hand held his outstretched hand in the darkness.

Very warm and powerful.

Lin Hong collected himself and adjusted his breathing.

These ghosts are terrifying in appearance, they should all be people who died in the war, and such a number of insect sand monkeys and cranes are entrenched here at night.

Today they visited most of the villagers' homes and saw many dead people, and those homeless ghosts did not attack them at that time.

Lin Hong just took a rough look, but there were no familiar faces.

So these chasing ghosts only appear at night?During the day those don't hurt them.

Lin Hong recalled those strange movements last night...

Was it just these things walking around their room last night? ?

Lin Hong's eyes are a little staring...

Just as he was thinking, he felt some liquid dripping from the back of the hand holding Wan Guchuan...

Lin Hong was startled, he moved, and actually touched a piece of damp and viscous liquid, and the smell of blood was vaguely present on the tip of his nose.

is blood!

Lin Hong's heart suddenly became cold, and he even had difficulty breathing. Could it be that Wan Guchuan was injured after chasing him?

Lin Hong trembled with his other hand and ran along Wan Guchuan's arm, trying to find him, his voice was also trembling, "Wan Guchuan, how are you, don't scare me..."

The other hand caught the hand he touched, "I'm fine—Lin Hong, don't talk yet." Wan Guchuan whispered.

Lin Hong grabbed his clothes and didn't dare to move or make a sound. He had scolded himself three hundred times in his heart.

Looking out from the small window in the corner of the hut, a "person" with his ears cut off slowly walked by, probing nearby.

Wan Guchuan let go of Lin Hong's hand and touched the sword on his lower back.

The "person" suddenly turned his head and looked at them!

Wan Guchuan drew out his sword, and was about to move when a flute sounded suddenly.

The "person" outside the window paused and glanced at another place, with a momentary panic expression on his expression.

In the blink of an eye by Lin Hong, the "person" had disappeared.

The long and long flute is still ringing in the distance.

The sound of the flute is gentle and delicate, with a little sadness, flowing slowly in the night...

Lin Hong seemed to have heard this song before, but he couldn't remember it, and now almost all his attention was on Wan Guchuan.

Just like last night, the sound of the flute didn't last long before disappearing.

Quiet all around.

Lin Hong was still tugging at Wan Guchuan.

"Where is the injury? Go back and treat the wound." Lin Hong tugged at him.

Wan Guchuan held him still, looked out of the small window, "Wait a minute."

The night was dark, and there was no movement outside.

"I'm sorry." Lin Hong broke the silence again.

"Why?" Wan Guchuan's voice was puzzled.

"I thought I could handle it alone." Lin Hong said.

Wan Guchuan was silent.

Ghost Fang is dangerous.If he died on the battlefield, Lin Hong would be more dangerous alone.

"It's just that the wound is open." Wan Guchuan let go of his hand, "Don't worry."

Lin Hong said: "I know you are injured, but I still act rashly..."

"Lin Hong, the injuries I suffered on the battlefield have nothing to do with you." Wan Guchuan pushed open the door, and the long moonlight outside came in, outlining his slender figure.

Lin Hong frowned, his previous conjecture became extremely clear after hearing this sentence, and he suddenly understood Wan Guchuan's concerns.

Lin Hong grabbed his hand, "Are you so sure I don't remember?"

Wan Guchuan paused and looked back at him.

By the moonlight, a pair of extremely black eyes were observing Lin Hong.He wanted to see something from those eyes that were as clear as clear spring water.

There is silence all around, and there are subtle birdsong in the forest in the distance.

remember... what?Wan Guchuan didn't dare to ask.

Lin Hong is talking about that kiss... If Lin Hong remembers... what is his attitude... Wan Guchuan doesn't know what to do... Emotions always drive him to waver at certain moments, and his decision Run in the opposite direction.

What will Lin Hong say?

Wan Guchuan didn't speak any more, and anything he said now might be wrong.

He waited for Lin Hong to free him, and for Lin Hong to judge him.

"Do you think that if you push me away, I won't miss you and worry about you?" Lin Hong raised his eyebrows, "Are you afraid that if you have an accident on the battlefield, I will be too sad?"

"Wan Guchuan, what do you think I want?"

The moonlight shone on Wan Guchuan's body, he was half bathed in the faint and bright light, half closed his eyes, standing stiffly like a superbly carved stone statue.

Lin Hong looked at him, "You just hide, I have chased from Pingyang to Jiangnan. If you hide again, I don't mind chasing you to the battlefield again. I won't affect you, I will sit in your barracks and wait for you to come back—— none of my business?"

Lin Hong laughed, "Wan Guchuan. If you hurt anywhere, I'll give myself the same knife - so you'd better keep a hundred gods on the battlefield! Be a hundred hearts!"

——Lin Hongdao is full of concern.

Wan Guchuan looked at him, his eyelashes moving slightly.

Since the death of his father, he has been on the battlefield for several years, coming and going in the shadow of swords, lights and swords, and wandering in front of the palace of Hades countless times.Whether it is a man guarding the pass or rushing into the enemy's camp, the people are looking forward to it, and what they are waiting for is just a good news; they see him as an "iron horse general" who should win the battle.Nobody ever really cared if he was tired, if he was injured.care?He had almost forgotten what it was like.

"Wan Guchuan, whether you agree or not, I miss you so much that I only want you for the rest of my life, and it's the same if you want to hide in the ends of the earth." Lin Hong raised his eyebrows, "Are you clear when I say that?"

Wan Guchuan still stared at him, and curled up the hand held by him.My heart is like a lake in the rain, smashed to pieces by the feet of the rain.

Seeing that he was not moving, Lin Hong stood on tiptoe, leaned over and pecked the corner of his lips lightly.

Lin Hong watched him under the moonlight, "This time, I'm not drunk, but sober."

Wan Guchuan looked at him quietly with lowered eyes.

The moonlight is white and gentle.

Lin Hong felt that even his gaze was embracing him.

"Lin Hong..." Wan Guchuan raised his hand to support the back of Lin Hong's neck, lowered his head and kissed his lips gently.

I've gone crazy, bewitched, and love you desperately.

Giving you all the tenderness in my military life is still not enough.