two little tour base three

Ye Wentao and Yang Cheng set off from the General's Mansion together, passed by the post station, and met the waiting disciples of the Tang Sect.

Ten people, seven men and three women, three on horseback, and the rest on foot.

Ye Wentao saw the leader at a glance. He was dressed in standard black, which was very conspicuous in the blue attire. I'm afraid he was the leader.

Sure enough, he pulled the reins and rode his horse towards him, "I'm Tang Wuyan, the disciples of the Tang Sect are waiting here."

Unlettered generation?Shouldn't that be a young master?Even if it's a fake name, the Tang Sect probably wouldn't make it up with these senior characters.Looking up and down at the man on horseback, half of his face is very handsome, with sharp edges and corners, thin, a little cold, but not cold, those eyes... Ye Wentao vaguely felt that he seemed to have seen it before, but he couldn't remember where seen.

Illusion?I have always had a good memory, so radiant, but restrained and humble, and the vivid colors made Ye Wentao pop out a few words in his head - unique.If you've seen it, there's no reason you can't remember it.

Ye Wentao's eyelids twitched when he heard the words, "Ask about the water and Jingtao, especially Mengquan". The others didn't pay much attention to it. Ye Wentao inexplicably felt awkward about the words that were quite ordinary. .

Wenshui Jingtao, Zangjian used tricks, but Ye Wentao suddenly thought of a person, looked at Tang Wuyan, smiled and shook his head.No one noticed his small movements.

Tang Wuyan made a few gestures, except for the three riders, all the others dispersed to hide their figures, and the few touches of blue 'swipe' that were still there just now disappeared with a single stroke, and the movements were clean and not sloppy.

Yang Cheng was born in the army, what he likes is good discipline, coupled with strong mobility, he clicked his tongue twice, "The Tang Sect is really unpredictable."

Tang Wuyan just responded indifferently, "Thank you." Then he pulled the horse and the remaining two disciples to follow behind Yang Cheng and the others.

Although this trip should be more secluded, you can neither walk alone on the road, but you can't just choose forest paths and dangerous roads that are half-closed to the cliffs. Being ambushed according to the terrain is the most troublesome, and it is best not to spend the night in a large forest that is too remote.

It takes long enough to make the route alone.

The so-called low-key, the soldiers all took off their armor and only wore plain clothes, with livery under the plain clothes. The spears and weapons that were too eye-catching were placed on the side of the truck for concealment.Yang Cheng was carrying a gun, and he was the only one who used it without any problems. Some people wore cold weapons around their waists as bodyguards, and the passers-by looked like merchants.

Yang Cheng looked at Tang Wuyan before leaving, "Will the Tang Sect disciples' attire be too obvious?"

"Please don't worry, there are quite a few merchants who hire Tang Sect bodyguards to protect them on weekdays."

Yang Cheng nodded and waved his hand, quite proudly: "Let's go!"

Ye Wentao shook his head with a smile as if he was about to march and fight, the aura was there.This guy really can't keep a low profile.

Boring along the road, Yang Cheng, Ye Wentao and others occasionally chatted to pass the time, Wen Shuyi didn't talk much, couldn't chat for a few words, Tang Wuyan followed behind neither far nor near, and couldn't talk to each other.

Ye Wentao was bored, so he looked around and turned his head to see Tang Wuyan. He seemed to be vigilant about his surroundings, yes, people in Tangmen were always very vigilant.The surrounding auras were those Tang Sect disciples who had disappeared. Ye Wentao noticed that the people on the two horses beside Tang Wuyan were alternating.If the men from the Tang Sect hadn't been too temperamental, it would be hard to tell them apart if they had the same attire, but men and women could always be distinguished.At the beginning, there were two men immediately, then two women after a while, and now one man and one woman.

Although I don't know how it was arranged, it must be controlled by Tang Wuyan.

Ye Wentao thought about it and looked at Tang Wuyan twice more. It just so happened that Tang Wuyan turned his face and met his upper eye.Eyes met, looking straight into each other's eyes.

Both of them were stunned.

There was only one Tibetan sword disciple accompanying him, and Tang Wuyan naturally knew that he was Ye Wentao.But today, it was just a quick glance, and I didn't look at him directly, or I can't say I stared at him openly.Now that they are facing each other, Tang Wuyan is the first to feel that it is these eyes, the shining color has not changed in the past few years.

He hadn't had time to appreciate Ye Wentao's handsome demeanor again, only to see Ye Wentao bent his lips and smiled at him, like the sun shining brightly, and the sky was clear.

Tang Wuyan's face became hot for no reason, and he hurriedly looked away.Ye Wentao saw that he suddenly looked away in a panic, and was puzzled. He saw that the man's eyes and face were drooping, his eyes seemed to have nowhere to look, and the hand holding the rein also pulled twice indiscriminately.Well, I can't see my face with my head down, but my ears are slightly red?

Is this embarrassing?Such an interesting reaction.

The corner of Ye Wentao's mouth couldn't help but twitch, Yang Cheng turned to look at him very happy, "Hey, what's the matter?"

"Saw something interesting."

"What is it, give me Lele too?"

Ye Wentao laughed, "Not everyone finds it interesting, just look at people."

"What's the deal, young master?" Yang Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Wentao's rein, causing Ye Wentao's horse's head to tilt in shock.

"General Yang!" Ye Wentao hurriedly steadied his horse, gritted his teeth, "You still think you are a three-year-old child?!"

Yang Cheng just smiled "hehe", "If you don't show it to me, I'll find something interesting to watch myself."

"you--"

If it wasn't for not being able to delay everyone's schedule, Ye Wentao really wanted to shoot this guy with an epee!

Wen Shuyi, who was silent all the time, watched the two making a scene, and looked back thoughtfully, only to see that the black-clothed disciple of the Tang Sect was also looking at the two making a scene, but he only covered half of his mask, looking at the other two. Unclear expression.

It's just the aura on his body... Wen Shuyi smiled wryly, don't be someone along the way, if it is, it just adds another sad person.

On the first night, everyone slept in the outskirts of a forest, and planned to go through the forest again at dawn. The trees in the periphery were sparse, leaving a large open space, which was also suitable for rest.

He didn't set up a tent either, and lit a bonfire. Yang Cheng sent some of his men out, brought back some hares, and added food to everyone.The beating flame roasted the hare's skin and flesh crispy, golden and oily, and full of aroma, which was more delicious than dry dry food.

We divided into several circles and sat around the bonfire. Hearing the greasy "sizzling" sound of the barbecue, we didn't even feel our index fingers move.

The soldiers all knew that Ye Wentao's reputation for this good wine, how could Yang Cheng have the time to prepare such good wine, it is more realistic to prepare bad wine.

Ye Wentao was also hungry. He was waiting for the barbecue to come out. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tang Wuyan leaning against a tree with his arms folded, far away from the campfire. Like taking a nap.Someone was delivering meat, but he just shook his head and didn't take it.

Ye Wentao frowned, seeing the big things in small details, Tang Wuyan really didn't take himself seriously.

"Wentao, the meat is ready." Yang Cheng tore off a piece of meat and gave it to Ye Wentao. Ye Wentao tasted it, and it was really delicious!Seeing that he liked it, Yang Cheng tore off a plump rabbit leg and handed it to Ye Wentao, and then to Wen Shuyi.

Ye Wentao looked at the fragrant rabbit legs, got up, and walked towards Tang Wuyan under Yang Cheng's suspicious gaze.

When someone approached, Tang Wuyan turned his eyes straight, slightly surprised, and looked at Ye Wentao puzzled.

Ye Wentao handed the rabbit's leg to him, "Man is like iron, rice is steel, you must eat something to rest, right?"

Tang Wuyan's eyes moved slightly. In the early autumn, the night wind was already cold, but at this moment, his heart felt a little warm.Tang Wuyan pointed to his dry food bag, "I've eaten it."

"The hard one is so delicious? Brother Tang Sect, people must be able to enjoy it. Try it, it's absolutely delicious!"

The tone was neither light nor heavy, as if he had been bewitched, Tang Wuyan felt that he couldn't refuse, so he raised his hand unconsciously, and when his hand was in front of his eyes, he froze again.

Ye Wentao looked at Tang Wuyan half-raised his hand and stood there in a daze, looking at Tang Wuyan's hand, he was in a dilemma.His hands were fully armed with cold armor, unlike other disciples of the Tang Sect who showed their hands. According to the style of the Tang Sect, there was no guarantee that some weird poison might be applied, so it's no wonder that he froze and didn't stretch out his hands.

Ye Wentao took out a handkerchief from his wide sleeve, wrapped it around the rabbit's leg, and wrapped it thickly three times before handing it to Tang Wuyan.

"Excellent Suruo from the Western Regions, as long as it doesn't pierce, the poison on the fingertips won't be soaked so easily, right?"

Tang Wuyan picked it up mechanically, but he still didn't come back to his senses. He didn't realize that he was subconsciously careful, not knowing whether it was because the sharp armor would scratch the veil, or something else.

Ye Wentao patted him, "Come and sit down, the night watch is rotated, and there will be breaks."

When Tang Wuyan came back to his senses, he had already sat down beside Ye Wentao.I was speechless for a moment, so I had to lower my head and gnaw on the rabbit leg. The meat was really delicious. I didn't feel hungry even after eating a few mouthfuls of dry food, but now the smell aroused my appetite.

Yang Cheng gave Ye Wentao a complicated look, and Ye Wentao teased Tang Wuyan, a boring gourd. Although Tang Wuyan was not good at words, he fully expressed his emotions with a few movements.Both Yang Cheng and Wen Shuyi were a little surprised. At first glance, they thought he was the kind of aloof person. Doesn't that seem to be the case?

And Ye Wentao didn't think Tang Wuyan was aloof at first glance.

Watching Ye Wentao smile at Tang Wuyan, Yang Cheng inexplicably felt a little unbearable as if his heart was scratching his claws. His wild intuition smelled something, but he didn't smell anything.The erratic feeling made people a little annoying, and Yang Cheng couldn't tell what he was doing, so he could only spread his anger on the rabbit's legs for no reason.

Wen Shuyi said faintly, "General Yang, if you chew on it again, I'm afraid either the rabbit's bone will be broken or your tooth will be lost."

Yang Cheng was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that the rabbit's leg in his hand had been gnawed bare by him, he threw the bone away resentfully, and took two sips of wine with his head raised.

Ye Wentao went to grab the wine bag, "Hey, save some for me, the best sweet-scented osmanthus brewing!"

Yang Cheng stepped aside, "No."

"Tsk, there's no reason why I can't drink the wine I'm offering."

Ye Wentao took a new wine bag, raised his head, took a sip, and showed Yang Cheng a drink.

Shaking the wine bag, Ye Wentao looked at the people around him, "Have some? This wine is not intoxicating."

Tang Wuyan was silent for a moment, and reached out to take it. It was mellow and clear, not strong, with a rich aroma of wine, and the taste was elusive.

Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes, what he cared about was that the two of them drank a wine bag together!

Which of my muscles is not right, where to focus! ?

Wen Shuyi looked at Yang Cheng's reaction, then at Ye Wentao, and touched his chin with a puzzled look on his face.Not long after the dinner was over, Wen Shuyi took out a jade flute and played it in a low voice. The sound of the flute was lingering, and the complete song could not be heard. It was low-pitched, and even a person with no rhythm like Yang Cheng could hear something— — melancholy.