Nightfall Chapter 19: There is nothing in the snow mountain

Chapter 19 There is nothing in the snow mountain()

Hua Shanyue glanced at the dense forest around, only then noticed the many corpses left by the enemy and the multiple sides in the forest, watching the traces of blood and fighting, especially the thin handleless sword. Later, I realized how tragic the sniper that took place last night, and my complexion changed slightly.

He motioned to his subordinates to prepare their horses, and said: "His Royal Highness, the support team is already on the road, we should leave quickly."

Princess Li Yu nodded, agreed to his arrangement, and walked over under the heavily guarded cavalry.

At this time, Hua Shanyue took a cold look at Ning Que beside the fire. There was no emotion in his eyes, which made people feel a little cold. He was guessing the true relationship between this young soldier and His Royal Highness. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that this soldier was unlikely to pose any threat to him, so his eyes faded.

This kind of indifferent gaze actually hides many possibilities. Ning Que realized this very clearly. He quietly looked at the back of Hua Shanyue, reminiscent of the heat and tenderness in the eyes of this person before. Knowing that he would not be against the idiot princess, but it seemed that this possessiveness was really too strong.

The fanatical love of the young generals for His Royal Highness, to be honest, has nothing to do with Ning Que’s ranks of soldiers, but Ning Que dislikes the indifference in the last glance of Hua Shanyue. He knows this. Indifferent represents the culling at any time against the background of powerful strength, and represents a certain kind of disdain to take care of it twice or even three times.

Ning Que didn't like it, so he stood up, looked at the woman who was about to mount, raised his chin and smiled and said: "Your Royal Highness, in fact, since I was in Weicheng, I have always wanted to say something to you... "

Hua Shanyue suddenly looked back, and the beautiful princess on the white horse in the morning light turned around with frowns, quietly looking at the young soldier beside the fire, as if she wanted to reprimand, after all, she said indifferently: "Let's talk about it when we return to Changan."

Before setting off, Hua Shanyue asked the guard leader in a low voice. He probably understood what happened to the princess since entering the country, and also knew Ning Que's performance in the assassination last night. He was silent for a moment and walked to Ning Que with a calm expression. Said: "You have made a great contribution this time, and the court will have a great reward after returning to Chang'an...Little guy, you did a good job."

Ning Que took Sangsang to the simple tent on the gentle **** to pack his luggage.

Sangsang awkwardly retied the **** umbrella to his back, suddenly raised his pointed chin, frowned and looked at Ning Que questioningly and asked: "Master, did you mean to say... you have Say something?"

"Yes." Ning Que scraped off the solidified blood on the blade, and replied casually: "The guy named Hua Shanyue is too hypocritical and boring. I looked at him upset, so I had to make him upset."

"Master, what were you going to say to Her Royal Highness?" Sangsang stopped his movements and asked curiously.

"How do I know." Ning Que inserted the knife into the sheath, looked at her and shrugged, and said: "Anyway, it's impossible to say anything. From the first day I saw you in Weicheng, I was deeply infatuated. You, enthusiastically in love with you..."

"Captain Hua may think so, Your Highness...maybe you really think you want to say this."

"It's not surprising that idiots have idiot thoughts," Ning Que replied.

The little maid looked at his eyes seriously and said: "Do you think you are boring sometimes?"

Ning Que turned his head to indicate default.

Sangsang shook his head, looked at him again after a while, and asked: "Master, in your eyes, everyone except you is an idiot?"

Ning Que thought seriously while tying the scabbard. After thinking about it for a long time, he answered earnestly: "This problem does not lie with me, it is because there are always many idiots in this world who do idiots. Heavens like Hua Shanyue The prince can’t be considered an idiot, but if he believes in love, he is an idiot."

Sangsang pointed his index finger to his nose and asked seriously: "Am I an idiot in your eyes?"

Ning Que looked at this dark little face and replied seriously: "You are not an idiot, you are a stupid."

Before everyone left the Beishan Crossing, an episode occurred.

Gushan County cavalry left several horses to guard the scene. The dead soldiers who dared to assassinate the Princess of Tang will definitely not leave any clues, so they are not to investigate the case, but to protect the remains. After the army arrives, all the remains will be transported back to Chang'an for burial-regardless of life or death. The next companion, this is the iron rule of the Datang army.

The corpses of the same robe were carefully lined up in the forest, while the enemy’s corpses were randomly piled up on the ground, waiting to be burned to dry ashes. When it was the turn to deal with the corpse of the middle-aged scholar in the blue shirt, the cavalry had some Embarrassed, they knew that this was a great swordsman, and they didn't know if they should give the other party respect corresponding to their status.

Hua Shanyue frowned slightly and decided to bury the great sword master. At this moment, the old man Lu Qingchen whispered to them: "This person has entered the magical way."

Hearing the word "Dao Dao", the young general's complexion condensed slightly. When he looked at the corpse wrapped in a green shirt, he had no respect for a long time, only disdainful contempt. He waved his hand like a fly and said: " Throw it in and burn it."

Leaving the southern foot of Beishan Road in the early morning, and at noon, I met with the large troops going north of Gushan County. Under the protection of hundreds of elite cavalry, Li Yu, the fourth princess of the Tang Dynasty, and his entourage continued to march towards the capital city of Chang'an. Neither the empire nor the enemies of other countries could threaten her safety.

For the next few days, Li Yu and the little barbarian prince stayed in the car and did not appear in front of everyone.

Although there were hundreds of Qingqi guards, the surviving guards and the grassland barbarians continued to guard around the carriage on horseback regardless of their injuries. The old man Lu Qingchen was in the second carriage, and the seriously injured guard barbarian was in the back several carriages. As for Ning Que and Little Maid Sangsang, they were sitting far behind in their simple carriage.

In the border area of ​​Gushan County, all heavy knights were replaced with light knights, and the speed of the team suddenly became faster. The sturdy carriages in front could still keep up, while the carriages of the master and servant of Ning Que seemed a bit difficult. .

A cavalry galloped to the side of their carriage and exasperated: "Your speed is too slow, speed it up!"

Like the spring breeze journey in the first few days after leaving Weicheng, Ning Que was sitting on the shaft of the carriage again at this time and was sleepy. He looked shaky and looked likely to fall at any time, relying on Sangsang to support him with difficulty. Hearing the cavalry's annoyed scolding, he opened his eyes and glanced at the other party without speaking.

Looking at the cavalry's back, Sangsang wiped the three or two beads of sweat on his forehead, squinted the willow leaves and said: "Master, we seem to be disgusted."

"The word dislike is used well. If you use the four words forgotten, it will be too sour and sentimental."

Ning Que glanced at the carriage in the front, thinking about the princess who never showed her face again, and said with a smile: "For us, a poor fellow who is struggling to survive, any sour feelings It's disgusting."

Sit by the fire side by side with the princess for a night of fairy tales. This kind of picture looks so dreamy whether it is placed on Chang'an or the grassland. That kind of picture is the real fairy tale, not real.

A small soldier from the border town rescued a nobleman by chance, and got the corresponding reward afterwards. From then on, the heavens and the earth never touch each other. This is the story in the real world.

There are heroic epics in this world, but there are also no fairy tales. If Romeo is not the son of a nobleman but a dung-shoveler, presumably Juliet will have a lot of psychological struggles when he died for him.

Ning Que always thought he was very clear about this kind of thing. He knew that the profile of the girl by the fire was just a vain image. The most important thing was that he hadn't really been tempted, but he had some appreciation for that woman. At such a moment, there was no sorrow in my heart.

After the Gushan County supplemented the supply, the team did not temporarily rest, but chose to continue all the way south. It seems that Her Royal Highness is really anxious to return to Chang'an and return to her loving father.

Hua Shanyue should have also figured out Ning Que’s foundation, knowing that he is just the most common soldier in the border city, so naturally he will not really misunderstand what is between him and the princess, so Ning Que was not affected by Gushan County. Make things difficult.

Set up camp and rest, Sangsang went to the river to fetch water, wash rice, and kill fish, and made a very hearty dinner. The master and servant pulled the main dish into the rice bowl, and then happily ate a few sauerkraut peppers. After eating, sweating profusely, the whole body feels comfortable.

A man with a cold face came in, looked at the scene in front of him, shook his head and smiled: "If you ask you to go over there to eat a big pot of rice, you don't want to do it. The few of us thought you were grieving. It’s because the food on our side is too poor...Having such a capable little maid, I really don’t know that it’s the blessing that you have cultivated in your life."

The blessings that have been cultivated for several lifetimes, such praise is actually a bit too much for the humble maid, but Sangsang has no feelings, smiled and continued to eat, Ning Que took it for granted. expression.

The visitor is Peng Guotao, the leader of the Great Tang guards who performed well in the **** battle of Beishan Road, and won the princess' trust. It's just that he took his subordinates and followed the princess into the grassland for a year. After returning to China, he encountered **** battles. Now there are only seven loyal subordinates left. This leader's mood must be complicated and sentimental.

The two sides are comrades in arms who lived and died together in Beishan Road. The blood-drenched friendship is much stronger than normal contacts, and Ning Que's performance in the battle will definitely be engraved in the minds of everyone present. .

So these days, the carriages that have been rejected by the Gushan County cavalry often welcome Peng Guotao and other guards as guests. Those prairie barbarians also gave some spirits to Ning Que's master and servant, but they seldom wanted to approach the place ten feet beside him, and they rarely talked to him. I don't know if it was because of the legend of Subbi Lake.

"I know that you have no problem going to the capital by yourself, and walking with the cavalry force does make you uncomfortable, but since I reported your request, there has been no response." Peng Guotao looked and said sorry: "You are a person sent by Weicheng. You can't leave without your Highness speaking."

Ning Que scratched his head and said, "Then let's follow another paragraph."

The journey to Chang'an seems to be so unpredictable and boring. However, on the next night, Ning Que suddenly received an invitation from the second carriage, and Elder Lu Qingchen wanted to see him.

Some surprises and joy, Ning Que frowned and thought for a long time, and then decided that he didn't want anything, so he burned out the fire next to the car with the fish porridge in the basin, and walked forward with Sangsang.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the dim lights were shining warmly. The teacher Lu Qingchen watched Ning Que and the little maid salute him respectfully. He was a little surprised. He secretly said that this young man should know why he called him to get in the car. , Isn't he worried that he is unwilling to confuse him because there is a third person?

The old man suddenly remembered the past that he had heard by the fire at Beishan Pass that night, that he couldn't help but want to hear even though he was meditating... the story of a little boy and a little girl struggling to survive in the vast Minshan Mountain with their bows and arrows. , Thinking that he understood the reason why Ning Que was carrying Sangsang, so he was relieved, so this young man became more pleasing to his eyes.

Actually, Ning Que didn't think too much, and carrying Sangsang was just a deep-rooted habit.

The old man clasped his hands on his knees, and said gently, "You should be very clear about what I am looking for."

Ning Que was silent, pressing his left hand on the back of his right hand, and then pressing it on the floor in front of him, knees on the ground, his body slowly leaned forward and touched the back of his left hand with his forehead, paying the heaviest gift of the empire.

A big gift is a gift. Although the old man Lu Qingchen has not done anything yet, and it is very likely that the old man will not be able to help him, because that is a world that only truly abnormal geniuses can touch, but only People like Ning Que who have read the Taishang induction chapters and thought hard since childhood knows what kind of compassion and tolerance a practitioner is willing to point to an ordinary person who is obviously without potential.

Seeing Ning Que's bow, Sangsang, although he didn't understand the young master's behavior, moved his knees and bowed before the old man.

The old man Lu Qingchen looked at this scene and couldn't help but smiled slightly, then lifted up Ning Que, restrained his mind, closed his eyes, and placed his dry palms somewhere behind his chest and waist. After a while, the carriage The light rays of the warm and melting oil inside have become a little fuzzy for some reason, as if there are countless extremely fine dust particles flying in the light.

There was a deadly silence, and time passed by at an unknown speed.

The muddy oil light gradually became brighter and clearer. The old man slowly retracted his palms and watched quietly his face was calm, and there was no expectation in his eyes. In fact, Ning Que, with his hands trembling slightly, sighed slightly. .

"There is breathing between heaven and earth, that breath is the so-called vitality. The practitioner can perceive the existence of vitality, and know it entirely by mind. Therefore, whether you can step into the realm of practice, first depends on whether your mind can be accumulated Significantly."

"I went to see you when I was in Weicheng to confirm that there was no aura fluctuation in your body. I took a closer look at your body today and found that it is so, your snow-capped mountains and sea of ​​air are empty."

"...nothing."