Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

Electric tail burns black clouds, rain feet fly silver wires.Although the night rain was not a torrential rain like a bank burst, it finally came down, and it tended to get bigger and faster.

"How did I not know that you also studied astrology?"

Xie Wuqiu and Yan Heng stood side by side by the river.

"A little bit of research, but most of it is based on experience." Yan Heng looked at the vast water surface and a group of armored soldiers, his eyes crossed the river and thousands of warships, as if looking all the way to the other end of the flames of war. A peaceful Xudu.

Xie Wuqiu also looked at Yan Heng's quiet profile. At this moment, he felt that Yan Heng's purpose might actually be very simple, that is to repel Zhai's army and prevent Zhai Jing from annexing Guangling.Because of this, the Eastern Wei Dynasty should perish.

The simpler his purpose, the more complicated he seems to be.

Xie Wuqiu felt that he didn't know when he had become more than just curiosity about Yan Heng.

In the first match between Guangling and Zhai Jun, according to Yan Heng's strategy, Yan Heng led the Qingqi squad from the [-]th floor to attack from the south bank at a fixed point, and won a complete victory.

Then Zhai Jun began to build towers on the river, so Zhang Jun once again gathered his advisers to discuss countermeasures. Later, Yan Heng drew a sketch of a catapult overnight and handed it to Xie Wuqiu, asking him to dedicate it to Zhang Jun.After seeing it, Zhang Juan greatly appreciated it, and immediately ordered the car to be built according to the drawings.

Xie Wuqiu was very confused about Yan Heng's library.

"What else do you not know?" He asked, "You can also read folk tales, collect erotic pictures, memorize Buddhist scriptures, martial arts secrets, yin and yang and five elements, crape myrtle and celestial phenomena, and formation of soldiers... what else do you not know?" watch?"

""Ghost Valley Suan Jing", "Nine Chapters of Suan Shu"..." Yan Heng immediately said, "I hate reading those the most, it hurts my head... But it is good to deduce formations, and even comprehend the essentials of martial arts, I can use them. I really can’t read it anymore, in fact, what you said, except for the first two, are all things I was forced to learn when I was young.”

Xie Wuqiu showed a gesture of sympathy: "That's a bit miserable... I was also forced by Grandma Jing to study medicine when I was a child, but now the acupuncture points are not as accurate as you."

Yan Heng glanced at him resentfully: "Yeah, relying on talent to leave behind those of us who study hard, you owe it a lot." Heng can recognize it accurately, but in actual combat, he can rely on his intuition to be able to make swords and swords.This made Yan Heng very jealous.

At this time, some images flashed through Yan Heng's mind again.

At that time, he didn't know that this little Xie was Xie Wuqiu. He only remembered that the child said with vicissitudes on his face that didn't match his age. can't forget.As for the oblivion of everyone, it is also a good ending.The most frightening thing is the difference between cloud and mud, falling into hell from the cloud, living like an ant, but worse than an ant, it is better to die early, or not to have lived in the first place.

Yan Heng remembers these words so clearly, because he was really stunned when he heard it for the first time, and he still remembers saying at the end: "It seems that you understand it very well."

Now that I think about it, that is Xie Wuqiu's true feelings, from being sought after by thousands of people to falling off accidentally, everyone tramples on him.

Yan Heng remembered that when the two of them met for the second time, Cangyashan brought people to the twelfth floor to make things difficult, and Xie Wuqiu said that he would return Yan Heng's favor and help Yan Heng solve the trouble.

At that time he asked about favors, Xie Wuqiu said: "I hate being misunderstood the most."

Thinking about it now, it turns out that he has been misunderstood by the world for more than four years.

Helping him clear his grievances at the Sword Discussion Meeting, the child didn't say anything on the surface, but he should have let go of something in his heart, right?

Yan Heng suddenly thought again, in fact, he might have known about deceiving him to go south.The reason why I followed is for other reasons.

Other... reasons related to him.

The atmosphere of the third meeting was obviously much lower.Guangling's army and Zhai's army fought on the river for more than a few days, and the fighting continued. Both sides worked very hard.

There is even a voice of sluggishness in the army, the enemy is outnumbered, and if the consumption continues, the ending seems to be predictable.

Xie Wuqiu once again encouraged Zhang Jun according to Yan Heng's teaching, saying that he must never retreat, and whoever retreats will die.There are many people on the other side, and they need a lot of food. If you start from it, it will be effective.

Then Yan Heng sent Liushang and Qingqi from the twelfth floor to harass the opponent's food transport troops non-stop, pinching the timing when Zhai Jun should run out of food, he proposed to burn the food trucks.

This time, the Guangling army pushed Zhai Jing back dozens of miles.Zhai's army was seriously injured, and the two armies temporarily stopped fighting, recovered their strength, and adjusted their strategies.

Soon to Jiujiu Chongyang.

In Jianye City, Mrs. Zhang summoned the family members of the Zhang family to make Chongyang cakes for the soldiers. At night, everyone took the Double Ninth cakes, sang and drank, and laughed around the bonfire.

Xie Wuqiu searched all over the barracks, but did not see Yan Heng's shadow.After inquiring with the night guard soldiers, I found out that Yan Heng had gone to a short mountain a few miles away by himself.

When Xie Wuqiu followed his footsteps to the top of the mountain, Yan Heng sat quietly on a rock on the top of the mountain, with chrysanthemum wine beside him.He is looking up at the stars.

On Double Ninth Festival, who is he missing?

Xie Wuqiu didn't hide the sound of his footsteps, walked slowly towards Yan Heng, and sat down beside him.

From the moment he made the sound, Yan Heng knew it was Xie Wuqiu.So I didn't even see him, and I still stared blankly at the sky.

"As far as I know, you don't have brothers and sisters?" Xie Wuqiu asked.

Yan Heng turned his head to look at Xie Wuqiu for a while, then smiled suddenly, stretched out his hand and scratched his chin, like teasing a cat: "Isn't there a cousin?"

he's drunk.

Xie Wuqiu caught his teasing hand, took off his battle robe and put it on Yan Heng's shoulder, then grabbed Yan Heng's other cold hand, and put it into his palm together.

Yan Heng liked this warm feeling, so he simply tilted his body and leaned into Xie Wuqiu's arms.

With the smell of night dew on his head, he hiccupped and suddenly smirked: "Xie Wuqiu, if you are not the descendant of Xinglin Valley, can we be friends?"

Xie Wuqiu is happy, after Yan Heng is drunk, how can he be more childish than Liu Shang?

"No." He said decisively.

Yan Heng looked up at him seriously, his eyes were full of persistence and puzzlement: "Why?"

"Even if I'm not a descendant of Xinglin Valley, I'm still from Cangya Mountain. I'm the incarnation of the righteous way of martial arts. You're a demon that harms people. Of course, we can only be enemies."

Xie Wuqiu wasn't joking, he thought about it, if it wasn't for the fact that he approached Yan Heng because he wanted to find out about the witch hazel song at the beginning, he and him would never have met at all.Even if there is, it is the opposite party, and will never be curious about the other party's background and difficulties, motives and ideals.

But when he said that, Yan Heng seemed unhappy, raised his head and pursed his lips and said, "But Cangya Mountain doesn't want you anymore."

Without waiting for Xie Wuqiu to answer, he lowered his eyes dejectedly again: "No, now, all the sects in the world are vying for you." Having said that, he raised his head again, "They all advise you to stay away from me, say You are not as smart as me, and you were deeply deceived by me."

"That's right, I'm not as smart as you." Xie Wuqiu said, "You must have lied to me more than I know you have lied to me."

Yan Heng usually doesn't show a happy expression, but now he is drunk, and his frustration is shown on his face: "In that case, why don't you leave? Leave me early, so as not to be taken advantage of."

The more he talked, the more angry he became: "You also said that you can't be friends, so why are you still following me?" He had already forgotten that Xie Wuqiu wanted to use his power to find the lower part of the witch hazel, and he just said something in a fit of anger. Words without thinking.

"You go, anyway, Tanwan borrowing a guest is already different from what I thought."

Xie Wuqiu sighed, adjusted the slipped robe for him, and hugged his shoulders.

"In short, I don't want to be friends with you." Xie Wuqiu murmured.

Yan Heng muttered sadly: "The sage is right, a confidant is hard to find."

"That's right, how many people do you know?" Xie Wuqiu raised the corner of his mouth, "So, if there is such a close person, I don't want to be friends with him, it's a waste."

Yan Heng rolled his eyes in his heart: Then you will go to heaven.

"Yan Heng." Xie Wuqiu was suddenly a little nervous, but pretended to be authentic, "You know all the secrets about me, and you can guess what you don't know. I am very stupid about your secrets. not come out."

"Anyway, you're honest to this extent, you, when will you..." He licked his lips, and frantically sorted out his words, "When will you be able to have a heart-to-heart with me?"

He was uncommonly anxious, afraid that Yan Heng would hear his heart beating faster, and stiffly changed his sitting position, but after a long while, he couldn't wait for Yan Heng's answer.

Lowering his head again, it turned out that Yan Heng had fallen asleep at some point.

***

Yan Heng was woken up by Xie Wuqiu's shaking. He was drowsy after drinking alcohol. He fell asleep just now and woke up a little. He heard Xie Wuqiu yelling above his head: "Don't sleep here, you've caught a cold. , go back to sleep? Be good."

Then you can carry me back, don't you have to wake me up?

——In the first moment, Yan Heng actually reacted like this.Then he was distracted by his subconscious mind.

He opened his eyes and saw that Xie Wuqiu was also looking at him, three points of genuine concern, seven points of anger.I don't know what is bothering me for no reason.

He sat up, yawned, his eyes were sleepy, through Xie Wuqiu's shoulder, he saw the light of fire flickering down the mountain for a while.

In an instant, Yan Heng's expression changed.

"Not good!" He clenched Xie Wuqiu's arm tightly, urging him to stand up quickly, "It's Zhai Jun's night attack!! Hurry up, report back and prepare for battle!"