Gongqing bone

Chapter 147

Zhou Xian brought only two carefully selected guards, together with Du Heng, food and wound medicine, to the temporary tent in the outermost circle outside the city.

Luo Min wanted to follow whatever she said, but was suppressed by Zhou Xian and Du Heng.

That place seemed to be very different from the other camps. The other tents were pitch-black, and there were no lights inside. There were either painful dreams coming from inside, or groans that could not fall asleep because of the pain, and the constant suppressed sobs because of the loss of a loved one. ...

The tents set up one by one are like tombs, which really echoes the phrase "A lonely grave for thousands of miles, there is no place to talk about desolation"; even those who survived in the tents do not know where they will be tomorrow.

All the living people here have never been so close to death.And this is not a "natural disaster" at all, but a man-made disaster! ——

Du Heng took a deep breath, and was in this man-made "purgatory". Under the extreme depression, her chest was full of resentment!Is it necessary to trample on human life just for the throne above the ninth level? ...

The Lin family in the past, and the naturalized people today, are just victims of the struggle for royal power...

She desperately suppressed the fire in her heart, and it seemed to outsiders that she could only see a wisp of ordinary green smoke—this is not the time to think about these things, it will cause naturalization and even the entire Great Zhou to "shake the earth" Things and people may be right in front of you...

There were about a dozen people there, tall or short, fat or thin, sitting or lying down. Although their shapes and appearances varied, all of them looked dusty and unkempt after the earthquake.

Go forward and check carefully. No matter how different these people are, they all have one thing in common:

That is, they did not have the fear and panic of the ordinary people after facing the "catastrophe"; although their skin was damaged and they looked thin and haggard, their eyes were sparkling from beginning to end.

It's not as gray as the others.

Just looking at this kind of battle, it doesn't look like a guard team full of experts, it looks exactly like an ordinary bodyguard or caravan.

If it is a real "caravan", it must be a business traveler who has traveled all over the world and seen many "big scenes".

Zhou Xian stepped forward calmly: "Dare to ask who is the leader?—"

"Excuse me, my lord?..." A tall, thin man who had been standing to check on other people turned around, bowed to Zhou Xian, and asked.

"I am the magistrate of Guihua City, and so is Jiangcheng." Zhou Xian said without blushing.

"It turned out to be a benefactor!—" The tall and thin man knelt down and kowtowed to Zhou Xian a few times, and when he knelt halfway, Zhou Xian grabbed his hand and helped him up.

Zhou Xian touched the calluses on the palm joints of the opponent's left hand, the middle finger of the right index finger, and the pads of the four fingers. He promised not to use it, but he was secretly more surprised...

This is a pair of hands who are good at holding swords and bows and archery...

"Excuse me, is it your Excellency who led this team to travel north and south?—"

"Me?!" After the tall and thin man stood up, he pointed at the tip of his nose with a silly smile, and hurriedly shook his head: "I'm just a domestic slave, with a little kung fu, and I'm just following my master's bodyguards all over the world..."

Zhou Xian held his temper and carefully negotiated: "Will the boss actually go to battle in person? It seems that the business done by your boss must be of great value..."

"Severe words! Serious words!—" The tall and thin man hastily waved his hands to deny:

"It's just some worthless rice grains. Overseas countries can't grow land, so they can only buy grains to eat...We make money from this...Because it's not too expensive, so it's not worth hiring an escort, All the slaves of the master's own family followed..."

Zhou Xian and Du Heng secretly looked at each other: It makes sense...

Du Heng felt a little suspicious in his heart. Could it be that she made a mistake in judgment and was in trouble? ...

"Oh! Look at my memory, I was so concerned about talking to adults, I forgot to ask our boss to thank you!—"

The tall and thin man slapped his head, looking like "something bad happened".

"My lord, please come in! I really want to forgive my sins, we can't let our master come out to greet us in person... Our master is not in good health, and this time, this kind of thing happened again, it is very vital..."

Zhou Xian naturally promised generously, "No problem~", without any objection, he entered the tent under the curtain of others.

The candles in the house were brightly lit, and a person was reading a book with his back turned to them; when they opened the curtain and entered, the person just turned over a page of the book, and his slender jade fingers were reflected on the rough yellow paper, like pearls falling into the yellow sand, Dazzlingly amazing.

It was almost summer, but the man was wearing mink fur and a copper hair crown, and the mutton was still simmering on the stove next to him, making a bubbling sound.

"I'm sorry everyone, my master's body is cold, so I have to eat some hot food often, not like us..." The tall, thin man said.

Just a few steps away from this person, I felt that the Guanhe River was far away, the sword box was surrounded by snow, and the clothes fell off in the cold; Zhou Xian frowned, this kind of breath was really not good...

Hearing the sound, the man turned his face almost instantly——

Du Heng took a breath...

As soon as this person turned his face, it was like "the moon imprints ten thousand rivers, and it is round everywhere": the moonlight illuminates the frost and snow, and the moonlight molds the fragrant fir...In an instant, the fighting stopped, and the ice and snow melted.

The man had an oval face, slender eyes, and a slightly pale complexion; his lips were pale, and his eyebrows were drawn down. Although he was sitting, he seemed to be overlooking all living beings.

This person has an appearance that is more suitable for a man than a woman. He has no joy or sorrow, but he also seems to be compassionate to all living beings, just like the genderless Guanyin Bodhisattva sitting on the lotus platform.

This person looked at it like this, but he didn't have the slightest killing spirit.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang~" With the support of the tall and thin man, the man bowed to Zhou Xian:
"My surname is Tan, and my single name is the word 'Zhi'. I have a small property in my family, and occasionally I go along with him...Unexpectedly, a disaster happened a few days ago. Thanks to your lord who presided over the overall situation in the city, you saved Zhi's life..."

He just stood there just one step away from them. Although he had a gentle smile and many emotions similar to "grateful" and "joy" were dotted on his brows, he always had an inexplicable feeling with everyone else. The estrangement is still not like that of a mortal.

The person who called himself "Tan Zhi" was completely different from the tall and thin man. He was by no means a bloody man holding a knife, and he didn't even have the slightest trace of murderous aura on him.

But Du Heng's heart became more and more uncertain. She didn't like people and things that she couldn't see through.

"Master Jiang, I don't just want to thank you personally, the 'donation' of half of the food that I entrusted to my subordinates before is true...In this natural disaster, we should share weal and woe and help each other..."

(End of this chapter)