The Governor is Sick

Xia Houyi: "..." called your uncle!

He pushed him impassively, urging: "Come on, do you know you are heavy and your chest will be crushed by you?"

Shen Xun refused to spare and said, "Call my brother."

This guy is also addictive as a dear brother! Xia Houyi felt a big head. Called brother? Why didn't he let him be called dad?

Xia Hou was as strong as an old cow. He was so ironed that he didn't open his mouth. The two were deadlocked, face to face, nose to nose, breathing intertwined in the dark. Every inch of skin touched by Shen Yan seemed to be scorching fire, and it was hard to be hot.

Xia Houyi finally couldn't stand it, begging for mercy: "I'll call your ancestors, okay? Ancestors, please go down."

The atmosphere of being stingy was also destroyed by this prolonged "ancestor", and Shen Huan felt powerless. Xia Hou Yi Mo is the strongest opponent he has encountered in his life. He is in a hurry and must get it slowly. Shen Ye let him go, got out of the table, and turned into Ming Room.

The divine case enshrines the huge lotus-holding Avalokitesvara, the eyes on the golden face hang down, as if there is infinite compassion with the stillness and trueness, and it seems that there is only unattainable indifference.

Xia Houyi followed, frowning at God's case and said, "They are doing this kind of thing under the eyelids of the Bodhisattva, and they are not afraid of thunder and thunder? Why did you stop me just now? Wouldn't it be good if the two slaughtered together?"

Shen Yan shook his head and said, "The queen mother and Wan Bohai died here without any doubt. The first suspect was me. If my son wants to sit for a long time, it is important to have a relationship with the emperor. After all, the queen mother is the emperor's kiss. Mother, when the emperor grows up, with the eyes, even if nothing can be investigated, it will be a problem with me, it is not worthy. "

He dropped his eyes and looked at Xia Houyi, "The so-called East Factory Governor, that is, the face that looks beautiful, in the final analysis, is actually the emperor's slave. If the emperor wants me to die, I must die. But as long as the emperor is closed Hearing, regardless of the political affairs, the power is in my hands, and I am not afraid of it. For a large country, someone must take care of it. The emperor does not want to control it, and can only rely on me. The emperor cannot leave me, my status Naturally it will be stable. "

Xia Houyi felt aggrieved, but couldn't say anything. There is no pie in the world, and everything has a price, everyone is the same. Xia Hou sighed, no longer tangled, and asked: "What shall we do now? We have the Queen Mother and Wan Bohai's handles, so we have to treat him well?"

Shen Yan went to the side of God's case and dialed the soot in the incense burner. The smoke rose, and his face seemed hazy in the smoke. He groaned for a while and said, "Wan Bohai can't die. We have to keep him. Does he rest in the temple or camp under the mountain?"

"Of course it is in the temple," Xiahou said, "the queen mother is his hoe, how can he sleep in a tent with soldiers? He rests in the palace courtyard."

"Then just came all the way. Have you ever seen the armour in the temple?"

Xia Houyu lighted the furnace ash with incense and drew a rough map of Guangling Temple on the table. "The temple is divided into three roads, the east road is the Buddhist monk's house, the middle road is the Buddhist temple, and the west road is where the concubine stays. The palace court. Wan Bohai rested in the palace court, and most of the guards were there. I glanced at it, and counting the people stationed in the Buddhist temple during the day, there should be fifty. But how can the courtyard be guarded against me? I don't know. "

Based on his memory, Shen Zheng refined Xia Houyi's map. Guangling Temple has been fragrant every year. He has to follow every time. The terrain is already familiar to him. "The checkpoint of the Xinggongyuan is nothing more than an east gate. There should be several guards here, and there is a Liubei pavilion. Then there is the Xingguo gate, and several guards. Finally, there are patrol guards from the Millennium Park to the hall. .In this way, if you want to enter the palace without any obstacles, and then take Wan Bohai out, it will be enough to solve this problem. "

"If there are four people in every door and eight people on patrol, then there must be about twenty people." Xia Houyi held his arm and said, "The assassination method can be solved one by one quietly, it works."

Shen Zheng finalized the plan, "The banned military forces were suspended during the time of halt, and we shall act."

The two exited the Guanyin Hall in the same way. The sky outside was already dark, and the dim stars flickered in the sky, slowly becoming bright, and gradually becoming a smash. They ate at Anletang and waited for Hai Shi to come to sleep. The shadow wall suddenly turned into a pile of people, a group of embargoes holding a group of Dongchang Fanzi, Fanzi were more than 50 people, blood-stained, the black earth weaving gold shattered, and they were all downcast. . Zhu Shunzi was actually inside, limping, scratching his head.

When Jo Mo returned to the same road, he happened to meet the forbidden army to seal the mountain. He went up the mountain and was caught by the forbidden army again.

Xia Houzheng and Shen Zhen glanced at each other, followed closely, and watched as they were taken to the two houses at the back of Anletang, locked and placed two guards.

Shen Yan's eyes became gloomy, and he sat on the stone pier under the ginkgo tree, thinking with a frown.

"Well, let's break up, let's save them, I'll catch Wan Bohai." Xia Houyi said.

"No," Shen Wei refused irritably. How could he let Xia Houyu go to the palace alone? But Fanzi couldn't help it. Just one or two, there are more than fifty captives here, and he brought two hundred people in total. If they were killed by artillery following the embargo with the unknown, and it was reported that he ignored the reputation of his subordinates, the people below should be chilling. In the future, I'm afraid that no one will follow him desperately, and it will be difficult to cultivate the wings.

With a bunch of waste, Shen Yan secretly hated. What if you go to catch Wan Bohai first and then come back to save people? It is also not feasible. The palace is too far from the mountain gate. Once and again, it takes more than half an hour to work, and they only have one hour. Shen Yan had a splitting headache and pressed his temples.

There are not many guards in Anletang, most of them are wounded soldiers, it is not difficult to save people. Shen Ye said: "You go to save people, I'll take Wan Bohai out. Guangling Temple can be bombed, monks can't be bombed. Situ only blasts Middle Road and West Road. The monk's zen house is safe. How does the tree courtyard meet? "

Xia Houyi disagrees, "I'll go to the palace and you will save people."

"Xia Houyi, I think the sword is not bad, not less than you."

"That wouldn't work," Xia Houyi squatted at Shen Yi's feet and looked up at him. "Speaking of this, I have always wanted to ask you, which way did you make it? I didn't teach you the Kalan knife Nothing looks like it at all. "

"My knife was not taught by you." Shen Min knocked on his mind.

"Why not, I even gave you a wooden knife, I remember it clearly." The boy wanted to resist, Xia Houxi raised his eyebrows high.

"My knife was taught by your mother." Shen Yan raised his eyes, his eyes became distant, the autumn wind blew, and the memories of many years ago reappeared.

Xiahou froze, "Ah?"

"At that time, you were lazy and refused to feed me tricks, so I had to practice it alone. But every night, your mother will come to fight with me. She is dressed as a concubine, crazy, she can't do anything, but she can Beat me up. I remembered later that her method just seemed to be messy. In fact, the trick was a variant of the Gala knife. "Shen Yan said," The essence of the knife method is nothing more than the words 'fast' and 'change'. It ’s fast, it ’s unpredictable, and you ’re a mother-in-law, so she ’s a master of swords, and no one else in the world can do it. Unfortunately, after all, I have so many chores and I ca n’t concentrate on training. Just a little bit less than your virtuosity. You can only work more on 'change'. "

Xia Houyi thought for a while and thought, "That's how you count, you're my teacher."

"It's Brother Shi," Shen Zheng corrected.

"However, I can only go to the palace." Xia Houyi stood up and stretched his waist. "Assassination is a skill of the sword, and sword skills are not enough. Assassination is not surprising. You can walk silently. Xia Houzhen took a few steps in front of Shen Zhuo, his posture was a bit strange, and the landing was really silent, "This is a raccoon cat step, I learned it for a month when I was a kid, will you?"

Shen Yan's lips were silent.

"You are not as good as me when climbing a tree." Xia Houxi added.

His physical skills are in Shen Yan's eyes. He walks on the beams of the house as if walking on the ground. Shen Yan sighed: "At the third moment of Haizheng, we will meet at Lishuyuan. Remember, if the seed is not right, immediately retreat, don't delay."

Xia Hou smiled at him, his eyebrows glaring under the shadow of the moon, his smile stunned, "Yes, three hours in the middle of the sea, see you at Lishuyuan."

——————

The moon is hidden behind thousands of mountains, and the night is thick. Around the courtyard of the palace are surrounded by bamboo trees, the corridors are linked, and the eaves are twisted. The red lanterns cast a faint light, and the patrolling troops walked in the corridor. Dark light flowed from the chain mail, and the crimson under the armor was faintly sprinkled with colorful embroidered river cliffs.

Eight embargoes, two in a row, four in a row, meticulously followed the route to the palace palace. The moment the eight men turned together, a icy light flashed across the back of the helmet, a dark shadow emerged from the darkness, and their hands passed around the necks of the two last forbidden troops at the same time, and a dagger under their wrists cut through their throats.

The first four heard the sound and turned back in doubt, but saw the two companions standing behind their heads, which was strange. Under the shadow of the gallery, it looked straight, like the upper body of a ghost, looking at the infiltration.

"What's wrong with you two?" Someone shivered and asked.

As soon as the words fell, two Han Mang shot from the necks of the two, submerged into the mouths of the two in front, and they fell to the ground with their eyes open. The last two of them drew their swords and were about to shout. A shadowy tiger stepped out, and a ray of cold light in the darkness passed by, as if the electric light ran across the dark sky. They were shocked to find that they were speechless, and the dripping hot and humid heat fell from their chests. They felt the throat and felt blood oozing between them.

Xia Houyi supported the heads of the two of them, slowly laid them on the ground, and dragged the eight bodies to the depth of the tree shadow.

Xia Houyu touched ten steps away from the east gate, and two soldiers stood at the gate. He hid behind a big red pillar and lost a stone on the ground. When a soldier heard the sound, he approached with a probe and asked alertly, "Who?"

A moment passed by Xia Houyi, Xia Houyi suddenly reached out and covered his mouth, and the dagger under his wrist popped off, cutting his throat. The soldiers felt that time was soft, and Xia Houyi dragged him into the shadows, packed his clothes, and went out.

The shadow from the helmet covered his head and face, and another gatekeeper could not see his face, thinking he was a companion, and asked, "What is there?"

Xia Houyu didn't answer, walked straight to him, covered his mouth with his left hand, and inserted a dagger into his belly with his right hand.

In the dark night, the assassin ghost walks in the shadows and kills people.

The blood flower appeared and disappeared in the darkness, like a gorgeous firework. The embargoes decreased quietly one by one, and the last soldier died under the white marble fence outside the hall, covered by weeds. Xia Houyi carried the blood-stained goose sword and walked up the stone steps. He listened to the sound of Zhumen against the bow waist, looked up at the moon, and the moon flew over the second eaves. It was already Haizheng. He inserted the knife into the crack of the door and slowly released the latch.

The hall was silent, and Xia Houyi stepped into the room and gently closed the door. He adapted to the darkness for a while, and felt inside. The carved bed was covered in darkness, and the bed was faintly revealing the thin streamer of the eight treasures. The apricot-colored tent was closed tightly, and Xiahou lobster touched it all the way, and opened the tent gently.

The bed was empty!

Wan Bohai's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Who are you!"

Xiahou was startled and turned back, but saw Wan Bohai standing barefooted on Luo Han's couch, picking up the geese knives from the knife rack next to him, shaking off the scabbard, and the light of the knives splashing like snow in the shadow.

This guy is sleeping on the couch!

He stepped down from the couch, lit a candlelight, and the temple lighted up for a moment, and Xiahou Yan in the dark appeared in shape.

"Unexpectedly, there will be a family thief under my account! Which camp do you belong to? When did you become a sloppy running dog?" He listened to the outside, shocked, "You killed everyone outside?" "

"Master, you can't beat me, it's better to grab your hands." Xia Houyu pressed down with his long knife and slowly pulled his knife out of the sheath.

"Arrogant!" Wan Bohai smiled coldly, "I know who you are, you are an unknown ghost. Shen Yun's great ability can drive Galan's strongest assassin. Anonymous ghost, Shen Yun can give you , My official can also. You might as well rely on my official, money, women, fame, power, whatever you want. "

Xia Houyi smiled slightly, looked up out of the window, the moon had passed the third eaves, Haizheng moment.

"Sorry, I just want to be the governor's dog," he knelt on one knee, with the blade hidden behind his elbow. "Master, please."

Under the shadow of the mother-in-law tree, the window screen is like a stage where a shadow play is set up. The shadow of the two on the plain leno is a shadow on the stage, like two beasts, biting at each other in the yellow candle shadow.

Xia Houyu split the knife downward, the blade shattered through the air and screamed. Wan Bohai slashed back at Xia Houyi's Yanxie sword, but the palm of his hand trembled suddenly at the moment the blades collided, and the tiger's mouth burst immediately, and Xieli bleed. Xia Houzhen did not stop, and quickly launched the next strike, which was also a slash of power. Wan Bohai took the move as if he was in a hurry.

Both knives beeped fiercely, as if calling before death. Wan Bohai saw that Xia Houyu's hand was also cracked, and the blood soaked the tangles of the knife handle. But he kept on! One cut after another, the rainstorm generally smashed down, Wan Bohai stepped back, and finally his heart raised fear.

This is a lunatic. They're right, this is a lunatic!

His knife may be able to fight with this assassin, but a person who survives must be better than a person who is not afraid of death!

Wan Bohai stopped fighting and turned to flee. Xia Houyi first stepped to the door and bolted the door bolt.

"Sir, our battle is not over."

The assassin raised his face in the dark, his eyes grim and his teeth cleared.

The moon flew over the fourth eaves. The two summoned again, their figures seemed to vanish, and Xia Houyi's sword doubled again. Wan Bohai seemed to be pinched by the stone and was out of breath. He couldn't stop it. Xia Houyi's knife was too fast and blocked a blow. The next blow caught up immediately, and wounds were made on him. He didn't wear armor, and soon there were thin wounds on his waist, hands, and thighs, and the whole person became blood.

Xiahou Yun clearly had the opportunity to kill him, but he did not kill him!

Wan Bohai suddenly realized that he was going to catch him alive!

Xia Houyi's Yan Yan knife stretched out from the oblique stab, cut his wrist, his wrist hurt, and his knife fell to the ground. He was desperate, this is the Garan Assassin, walking in the night, chasing his soul and asking for his life, he has no power to fight!

Suddenly, the ground shook. There seemed to be a thunder from outside the house, and a loud noise made the world clear. The house fell down, and the flames ignited the entire hall.

Hongyi cannons blasted camp in advance!

Neither of them stood firm during the earthquake and fell to the ground. Xia Houyi's Yan Yandao also released his hand. He quickly got down and picked up the knife. Wan Bohai rushed over and bumped Xiahou Yan into a flat case. The crash caused the table to collapse, and the back hit the front edge of the table, causing great pain. Xia Houzhang gritted his teeth, Wan Bohai waved his fist over his head and face. Xia Houyu drew short, and at the same time swept his legs, Wan Bohai was swept to the ground, but grabbed Xia Houyu's legs and brought him to the ground.

The artillery fire kept falling, and the ground shook violently. The two rolled in the shaky hall, and Xia Houyu hit several punches in his face, his mouth cracked, and he tasted the sweetness of blood. It was another great earthquake. Wan Bohai was hit by a falling lamp holder. Xia Houzhen grabbed the gap and knelt up. He locked Wan Bohai's wrist with his arm. Wan Bohai struggled hard. Only **** fists remained. In the light of fire, the eyes of both men were fierce.

Xia Houyi suddenly raised his head and hit the steel forehead on Wan Bohai's head, dripping with blood. This blow Xia Houyu used five points of strength, Wan Bohai suddenly felt dizzy, his eyes turned in a spiral, his hands relaxed. Xia Houyi pulled out his dagger and smashed Wan Bohai's neck with a wooden handle. Wan Bohai finally passed out.

Xia Houyi carried Wan Bohai and pulled out of the palace. There was a raging sea of ​​fire all around, and the fire was shining directly into the sky, and the night was lit up as if it were red at night. Xia Houyi went out, the millennium cypress had fallen, and the dense branches and leaves were burning in the fire. Xia Houyi climbed over the scorched tree trunk and struggled to distinguish the direction. Guangling Temple was full of scars, and the Buddhist temple fell over.

Skyrim was another flame of fire. Xia Houyi and Wan Bohai lay on the edge of the trunk quickly, and the shells fell a few steps away. The earth-shattering sound penetrated Xia Houyi's mind, and a stern sound rang in his ears. Xia Houyi could hardly hear it. He gritted his teeth, pulled Wan Bohai up and carried it on his shoulders, and walked to Lishuyuan steadily.

There were soldiers running away on the road, but fortunately no one cared for him. Tinnitus stopped gradually, and in the continuous fire and roar of artillery, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Xiahou!" Zhu Shunzi and several fanzi ran over panting, "Xiahou! I can find you!"

"How are you here!" Xia Houxi growled.

"You didn't show up on time, we followed the governor to come to you!"

"Where is the Lord!"

A fan said, "I don't know! Just after a cannon fell, we were separated from the governor! Xiahou, you go first, let's go to the governor!"

Xia Houyi put Wan Bohai on them and said, "Take him to Situ! You must deliver it! I will go to the governor!"

The fire finally came to an end, and the blaze of flames even turned into a glorious one, and all the Buddhist temples fell down, and the golden statue of Buddha showed its grey head in the ruins. Xia Hou ran mad and ran to the Xinggongyuan. On the way, he passed the ruins next to the linden tree and heard someone helplessly calling for help.

He was worried that he was heavy and stopped to plan. He recognized that it was the ruins of the Daxiong Baodian. The Daxiong Baodian collapsed in half due to the shock, and the linden tree in front was even fine. Many red sandalwood signs originally hanging on the tree also dropped a lot, which were used by good men and women to make a wish. I heard that Guangling Temple is particularly spiritual. The linden tree in front of the Noble Treasure Hall has lived for hundreds of years, and it came to heaven. God tree. Many people traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to make a wish, and only asked to place a wooden sign on the lime tree.

He dragged people out of the rubble, but not Shen, a soldier of the barracks. He was so anxious that he got up and wanted to leave. His eyes inadvertently passed the wooden sign covered by the gray earth on the ground. The writing on it was clear and the pen was thin and powerful.

"Begging that Xia Houyu will be safe and secure forever and return early."

Xia Hou took a moment to pick up the wooden sign. The wooden sign was half burned, and the knot and red tassels underneath were dirty and dusty. There are many wooden signs on the ground, Xia Houyi turned over one by one. There are others, but his name is written more.

"Hey, please be safe, Xiahou return home."

"Sincerely pray for blessings, Xia Houyi is always safe and happy."

Xia Houyi, Xia Houyi, Xia Houyi ... Each inch of ink is deeply immersed in the texture of sandalwood, as if the sound of a distant call, go round and round through ten years of time and space and finally reach his ear Shore.

He suddenly remembered the drizzle that day, Shen Zhen said, "After a while, the letter has been opened, the sign has been sought, and the longevity tablet has been requested. The miscellaneous names in the temple have been made over and over again. But what's the use of it, God ca n’t hear your prayers, and the gods and Buddhas ca n’t see your hoe.

It turned out that the lottery was requested for him, the longevity tablet was requested for him, and the Xingyue Bodhi was also worn for him. Everything is for him.

That idiot! What an idiot! His heart was astringent and bitter. Why do it for him, where is he worth it, where is it worth it! After ten years of searching, it is not enough to ask God to worship the Buddha. It is not enough to ask God to worship the Buddha. moron! moron! As he dashed, he shouted, "Master! Shen Ye! Shen Ye!"

The dust filled the air, the broken wall covered the sight, and the firelight reddened his face. Dirty arms stretched out from the corners of the ruins, he dug like crazy, and tried his best to see every face, not Shen, neither.

"Shen Yun!" He yelled, looking around, "Xie Jinglan! Jinglan! You answer me!"

"Xiahouhou!" A husky voice sounded behind him, and he looked back suddenly, the man standing at the end of the ruins, walking towards him deep and shallow. A man who is so particular about weekdays has a little dirty clothes and is angry. Now his military uniform is torn and his buns are scattered. His face is gray, like a lost beggar. He ran over, hands and feet and climbed up the broken bricks and tiles, stumbled, went to the top, and grabbed the heavy arm.

"Have your mother's brain got into the water! Fortunately, the Lishuyuan meeting, did you run in to die!" He yelled at Shen Ye for the first time, his eyes were red, and he almost shed tears.

Shen Ye also yelled, "It's three hours to say that you are late, you haven't been late! You haven't been affected by the cannon! I'm afraid you will die!"

Shen Yan wiped his face, tears, blood and dust mixed together, his face looked terrible. Shen Yanhong said with an eye: "If you say that there is danger, you can withdraw, how can you make yourself like this!"

He didn't answer, looking down at Shen's hands and feet, "How about, have you been hurt?"

"I'm fine."

Shen Yan clenched his wrists wearily, and both of them were shaking, like two leaves falling in the howling wind, clinging to each other pitifully.

At this moment, everything seemed to be settled. Xia Hou laughed, but it was uglier than crying. He moved forward and embraced Shen Yan into his arms. The surrounding sounds were quiet all of a sudden, the crowd ran, the temple collapsed ... everything seemed to be far away from them in an instant. Shen Yan stayed for a moment, and even at the most ambiguous time, he did not dare to embrace Xia Houyi. But now, Xia Houyi hugged him, suddenly, very tight, as if exhausted his whole body, to press him into the bone blood.

There was a hot and humid touch on the side of his neck, and Shen Yan suddenly responded, and the guy even cried. This man, who is generally strong in pig iron, shed tears in his life only for the assassin who moved the world. At this moment, he cried and wept silently, silently, for himself.

Shen Xuan slowly hugged Xia Houyi, put her hands on Xia Houyi's trembling back, and stroked gently.

Shen Ying clearly remembered every hug, the first time was in the small courtyard of Xiefu. At that time, he had just visited the teacher, and just learned that Xie Bingfeng did not remember his appearance at all. The second time was in the narrow lane of the setting sun. For the first time, the two of them separated. He watched Xia Houyu ride in a bullock cart and disappeared at the corner full of sunshine. The third time was in Ganxi No. 4 Institute. He was bullied by eunuchs. Xia Houyi wiped his arms and face for him. He still remembers the osmanthus fragrance in the air and the bitterness of tears in his mouth.

He suddenly felt that time was turning back. He was not the Governor of the East Factory, and Xia Houzhen was not a Kalan Assassin. They were still two lonely and helpless teenagers many years ago, hugging each other tightly in the dark. The mountain wind blew the flames, the flames lingered on them, and the ruins spread under their feet. They were like two tiny shadows in a deserted world, lonely shadows paired together, and they depended on each other for life and death.

"It's okay. It's okay, grandma, you found me, and I found you."

He patted Xia Houyi's back gently, and slowly said this sentence, like comfort, as if promise.