Nightfall

Looking at the tent, Ning Que’s mind emerged from the traces of leaving Wei City.

On the way, the luxurious Horse-drawn Carriage was always closed, except for the boy who obviously had a barbarian bloodline who occasionally got off the bus and had no chance to see Princess. Only the delicate and pretty prostitute was released from time to time. instruction.

I don’t know why, the prostitute likes to call Sang Sang to chat in the past.

Still somehow, the prostitute did not hide his dislike of him.

Ning Que thinks she is a good actor. Because it is difficult to see whether it is in Wei City or on the road, whether it is the attitude of the grassland, or her own temperament, she is not a prostitute.

It is this that makes him feel a bit strange. He always thought that the real aristocrats in the upper Tang Empire should not have too much sympathy for Sang Sang’s leisure.

But these are not things that he really cares about. In a few days, he always pays attention to the old man in the old-looking carriage. If the guess is good, the gentle-eyed old man should have been mentioned by General Ma. South Gate of Vast Sky Taoism expert.

From a very young age, Ning Que decided to step into the mysterious World, but he was too late to enter. He was willing to go back to Beijing with this team, precisely because there is such a real cultivator in the team.

Unfortunately, on this road, he never found an opportunity to talk to the well-protected old man. He only occasionally looked at the old man with his eyes when he was in the camp. At that moment, he seemed to see the gentleness of the old man’s eyes. Even the meaning of encouragement, which makes him can not help but some puzzling.

Thinking and analysis can’t be solved, Ning Que took his attention back, only to find that the little feet in his arms have never been warmed up, or as cold as a hail, even with his own chest and abdomen is cold, can not help but worry Raised his brow.

The little maid Sang Sang ate too much bitterness when she was a child. She was wrapped in wind and rain for several days in the dead body next to the road. After he was picked up, he had a serious illness. It was not good for several months.

Wei City’s military doctors have seen it. He also took her to the Kaiping House in the distance. All the doctors have the same opinion: congenital deficiency and debilitating constitution.

Because of the extremely debilitating constitution, Sang Sang is rarely able to sweat, and the daily waste toxins cannot be cleared. As time goes by, her body is getting worse and worse, so Ning Que keeps her daily guarantee according to the doctor’s advice. The dose of exercise is used to slightly improve the cold environment of the body, which is why in the eyes of outsiders, he always regards this black and thin little maid as the real reason.

Even if it is so hard every day, it doesn’t necessarily make Sang Sang’s physique warm every time, just like the hail-like wool scorpion at this moment.

Ning Que got up and licked the frozen belly, took the cowhide sac from the corner, sang Sang Sang, and handed the bag to her lips.

Sang Sang stumbled and opened his eyes. He naturally took the bag and skillfully unscrewed the stopper and pours his neck into his lips. The wine did not spill a drop, but the account was still filled with spicy wine, it seems that it should be the spirits cut on the grassland.

The small and thin little waitress is holding a big wine bag and drinking. Two bowls can be used to smash a big man’s spirits. She is actually drunk with her half a bag until the belly is slightly bulged. This picture is difficult to describe with heroic. It is better to say that it is a bit strange.

She wiped her lips, and the willow-like eyes became brighter in the night, and she couldn’t see that she had drunk, and smiled at Ning Que, and then fell down and went to sleep.

The room was full of spirits, and the cold feet in his arms gradually warmed up. Ning Que looked at the drops of sweat that had leaked from her nose and finally let go of her heart and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

Ning Que slowly closed his eyes, and not far from his face was the too much sensation that had already been smashed. He read a few pages before going to sleep every day, even if he didn’t look at it, he would be silent. Back again, this is the habit that has been developed over the years.

“May all sentient beings have enough Civilization to die, and all the plagues will not kill them.”

“May all sentient beings be old and not sick, always live their lives, and be brave and enter the wisdom.”

In shallow sleep, his spirit follows the text on the book, and with the seemingly simple and simple, it is actually a confusing Perception method, which runs slowly.

Gradually, the wool scorpion shrouded in his body and Sang Sang’s body disappeared. The simple tent was gone, the grass outside the account disappeared, and the creek turned into a cloud of white and then became invisible. Became a one of you, I have your Heaven and Earth, and in this Heaven and Earth, you can feel some kind of breathing in mysterious rhythm, and the breath between Heaven and Earth is getting better It’s warm.

This magical feeling is no stranger to Ning Que. Many years ago, after he first watched the super-inductive article, he often felt it before going to sleep, but he was very aware of a sad fact. This is not true after meditation. Perception, but just a dream.

The warm ocean is probably just the illusion of dreams, because the small feet wrapped in thick cotton socks in the arms are getting hot, but this is also a wonderful illusion.

This self-consolation, Ning Que entered a deep sleep, a night of dark sweet dreams.

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Woke up in the early morning of the second day, Ning Que slept very well, but his expression seemed to be extremely eager to sleep for three days and three nights, full of horror and dissatisfaction.

“Why should I change the route temporarily?”

He looked at the indifferent prostitute in front of him, suppressed his emotions, and said as gentle as possible: “Through Mount Min, go straight to Huaxi Road, and the route I choose will not have any problems.”

Including the niece, no one in the account answered his doubts.

“I am a guide, and you are not familiar with Mount Min.” Ning Que looked at the prostitute and said after a moment of silence: “I know that you are worried about an ambush. I can assure you that as long as you listen to me, no one can Stop you.”

The prostitute glanced at him, just like looking at a stone. The meaning he wanted to express was very clear. It is probably what qualifications do you have for me to explain to you?

Back in his tent, Ning Que looked at Sang Sang, who was packing his bags, and said, “Put them into this straight, we will withdraw immediately.”

Taking out the hand-painted simple map that year, he pointed to one of the places and said: “The farthest we can only follow this place, and then go ahead. The other party only needs to send a few horses to come over and you can take this team to the whole It is.”

“You should convince them,” Sang Sang said, leaning his head.

“I guess there are troops that meet Princess, so they won’t listen to me.” Ning Que replied: “I want to convince a group of pig-like partners, I am not good at it.”

Sang Sang didn’t talk, asked with his eyes, since there was someone in the meeting, why are you so worried, or even ready to go away?

“I have a problem with my intuition.”

Ning Que replied: “Because I believe that dare to assassinate the great character of the Great Tang Four Princess, it will never be as idiotic as the woman, there are not a few plans.”

Sang Sang wants to stop, reminding: “You… be polite to her.”

“I know her true identity.” Ning Que raised his eyebrows and ridiculed: “What about Princess? In Wei City, I said, this is an idiot Princess.”