Meng Yuan was not stingy, holding the jar and adding a small spoonful one after another. When it was the turn of Qi Yuan's table, he hesitated for a moment and asked politely: "Master Qi, do you want some too?"
After eating Meng Yuan's vegetable and lean meat porridge and shortbread that day, Qi Yuan's attitude towards him became much kinder, but this kindness was limited to giving him an extra look when they met, and other than that, he had no other expressions.
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At this moment, facing Meng Yuan's polite question, he just replied politely: "Thank you, no need."
Meng Yuan was not surprised at all. Qi Yuan had always been very vigilant. Eating his food that time was just a test. It would be difficult to attack food for food later. He had to think of a better way.
After the meal, the group headed back in the heavy rain. Meng Yuan no longer focused on the goods on the way, but spent most of the time observing Qi Yuan and the people around him.
It rains heavily, and even if you wear a raincoat, your body will inevitably get wet from the rain. The wet clothes are close to your body. In this case, it is easier to observe.
The final conclusion was that except for Qi Yuan who had been gathering his clothes intentionally or unintentionally, everyone else was acting as usual.
Also, gunpowder is so powerful that once it ignites, even the person who lit the fuse may not be able to escape.
Naturally, the less people know about this method of dying together, the better.
After understanding this, Meng Yuan felt much more relaxed. Dealing with one person was much easier than dealing with a group of people.
In the evening, the rain finally stopped, and everyone took a rest in Li County, staying in the same inn where they had stayed.
The difference was that Meng Yuan didn't turn on the small stove this time and huddled together with everyone to have dinner.
The waiter who greeted guests and served dishes at the inn was a familiar person who could chat with everyone he met. From the fat catfish in the pond at the entrance of the village to the new storyteller in the county teahouse, his language was humorous and made everyone laugh.
There happened to be no other customers in the shop, so the two men took him to sit down and drink together.
After three rounds of drinking, the waiter became interested and asked one of them to talk about secrets in the city, "I'm telling you, you should be careful when you sleep at night. Recently, a group of criminal thieves came to Li County, specifically to steal caravans like you.
Luggage trouble.”
The man next to him screamed in surprise when he heard the words, and Fei took the waiter to Meng Yuan and said it again. The noise was so loud that even Qi Yuan, who was sitting in the corner, couldn't help but turn his head and glance several times.
Noticing his gaze, Meng Yuan silently touched the tip of his nose and poured himself a glass of wine.
Late at night, everything is silent.
A black shadow stepped over the red tiles on the roof and entered the innermost room.
As soon as my feet hit the ground, a cold light shot out from between the beds, and with a "swish" sound, it cut through the darkness and pierced the shadow.
The black shadow reacted very quickly and easily dodged the sword light with a sideways movement.
Qi Yuan's eyes darkened, and he stood up from the table, wanting to compete with the black shadow. Unexpectedly, the black shadow suddenly changed direction, jumped over to the bed, took the package on the bedside table and ran away.
He moves quickly, like a fish swimming in the water.
Seizing luggage in front of martial arts practitioners is as bad as slapping someone in the face in public.
Qi Yuan was indeed angered by his arrogant behavior, jumped over the window and chased him out.
The two figures chased each other for a long time in the rainy night, and finally came to a desolate and inhabited wilderness.
The initial anger subsided, Qi Yuan realized that something was wrong, and wanted to turn around and return to the inn.
But he couldn't leave anymore.
Two other black shadows appeared silently behind him, and the three of them closed in to surround him.
"Fang Ren, is that you?" Qi Yuan stared at the first voice and asked calmly, but the hands in his sleeves were trembling.
He actually made a mistake and mistook the dormant tiger for a bluffing cat.
I'm afraid today will be very unlucky!
Meng Yuan did not respond, secretly calculating how to subdue the man in front of him as quickly as possible.
Qi Yuan seemed to be aware of his intention, sneered and said: "Don't hide your clumsiness this time, let's have a real contest."
The other two people wanted to step forward to help, but Meng Yuan raised his hand to stop them, "You stay away, I can be alone."
After saying this, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and started fighting with Qi Yuan.
This time, go all out.
The swords overlapped, the clothes flew, and the two figures were hard to distinguish between you and me.
Ten moves later, Qi Yuan staggered and knelt in the mud pit, sweet blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, and the right hand holding the sword was shaken like chaff.
Meng Yuan looked at him quietly, his voice as smooth as ever: "Qi Yuan, actually you know that everything Qi Sheng did was wrong, right?"
"So what?" Qi Yuan asked.
His life was saved by Qi Sheng, his name was given by Qi Sheng, and everything he had was given by Qi Sheng.
Therefore, he should give everything for Qi Sheng.
"You are such an idiot." Meng Yuan whispered.
Because of the obsession in his heart, he could even ignore right and wrong, good and evil, and he didn't know whether to praise or scold him.
Qi Yuan smiled sadly, took out the fire stick hidden in his sleeve, blew it gently, and bright red flames immediately shot out.
The firelight illuminated his pale cheeks, and tears flashed in his usually calm eyes.
He said: "Fang Ren, please go and go back to find your wife. I'm going to find my mother too."
There was no unwillingness or anger on that face, but relief and peace after the storm had calmed down.
In fact, he had wanted to do this for a long time. Qi Sheng was his benefactor and his reborn parents. Facing his benefactor and reborn parents, he could not say no, and he accepted the task no matter how difficult or bloody it was.
But he is a man of conscience and knows what is right and what is wrong.
Every time he does something wrong, there will be another layer of shackles on his heart, which traps his yearning and hope for life, and also locks up the motivation to live.
The longer time goes by, the more shackles there are, and a heart is already riddled with holes, and it can no longer bear any pain.
Death is a kind of relief for him.
As the fuse burned, a faint smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air. He tilted his head and looked at Meng Yuan's figure in the distance, his tearful eyes showing something akin to envy.
I hope God will take pity on his miserable experience in this life and arrange for him a happy afterlife with a loving mother and a gentle wife.
His wife would bring him a bowl of hot porridge or a piece of shortbread when he was tired.
Just like Fang Ren's wife.
How great.
With a "boom" sound, the gunpowder exploded, the dark night sky suddenly lit up, and the earth trembled.
After the extreme hustle and bustle, there was the ultimate silence. Meng Yuan walked forward slowly on the burnt mud, came to the place where Qi Yuan was kneeling, picked up a intact jade pendant, turned around and handed it to the person next to him, "Find someone."
Bury it in a quiet place."
One person accepted the jade pendant and said yes, and the other person asked: "How to deal with the remaining people? Today's matter must not be hidden."
"How are the preparations going with General Zhao?" Meng Yuan asked, his heart beating wildly. He had been away for too long and he couldn't wait to go back.
"The 50,000-strong army has been mobilized and is gathering towards Xiangcheng. If we hurry up, it will only take about two days."
Meng Yuan breathed out, "Go back, control them first, and wait for the general's letter." This chapter has been completed!