Chapter 115

It was originally intended to come out from the east gate of the city, but now it comes out from the west gate with Zhang Zhe. A small group of Tianjiao followers went to the east gate of the city before. Huang Qian could not help feeling a little anxious.

If, as Zhang Zha said earlier, those who went to the east gate of the city would be more or less unlucky.

He waited for a moment, but did not hear Zhang Zha's reply. He became more and more convinced that this man's identity was extraordinary, so he did not dare to offend him. After deliberation, he said, "now that he has come out of the city, it's time to be stable. The church originally sent people to meet them, but there is no news from the people in the east side of the city. There is such a big incident tonight, and the city will not be peaceful. It's getting late tonight. Mr. Zhang, all the congregations and the rest of our friends who escaped together, why don't we find a place outside the city first? "

If we plan such a big action, Tianjiao must have arranged a receptionist outside.

No one had any opinion.

The group of prisoners who escaped from the prison while they were in trouble were even more bright in front of their eyes. They were very straightforward and said, "I can't wait for that. I've heard the name of the righteous men of the heavenly religion for a long time, but I thought it was a bit boastful. Today I see what they said. I'll get all of it when I wait. "

It's natural that those who come here will not refuse to preach.

There are ordinary people, merchants and peddlers. Most of the farmers lost their land and property. There are many powerful people in the green forest, even bandits and bandits, and those who hate the imperial court.

It would be great if these prisoners who came out of the prison could join the sect.

Now that Zhang Zha's identity has been broken, the black towel on his face has been taken down. After listening to the grateful words of these prisoners, Huang Qian's face finally shows a smile.

Jiang Xuening also saw this person's face at the moment.

He has an ordinary square face, but there is a scar on his brow, which makes him feel more like a man of the world. He has a pair of inverted triangular eyes, which is a bit sharp. He really looks like a man who is not in a low position in the heavenly religion.

They had already agreed, and Zhang Zha had no more opinions.

So they sneaked in at night.

There are many towns outside the capital, and many families live in them, but they are easy to find. Tianjiao had already found a temporary foothold, and Huang Qian led them all the way to the southwest of the wilderness.

At the end of the time, at the foot of a low hill in front of me, I saw a dilapidated temple with lamps. It's about the place where the mountain people used to live here to worship the mountain god. The wall made of yellow mud has collapsed under the erosion of wind and rain. The decadent door fell to the ground, and the residual paper on the windows shivered when the wind blew.

At first glance, it's a little creepy.

But when you get closer, you can see that there are people shaking inside. Someone is cleaning inside.

As soon as I heard the noise coming from the mountain road ahead, several figures came out of the shadow of the decadent wall outside the temple. When I looked up, I saw more people coming than I expected. I couldn't help but stay for a while before I asked, "have you been rescued?"

Huang Qian subconsciously looked at Zhang Zha behind and shook his head.

The man frowned and said, "the man over there hasn't arrived yet. I'm afraid we'll have to wait for a while. It's windy outside. Let's talk first."

Jiang Xuening is also a miss. She was not always the kind of person who could bear hardships when she was with wanniang. The road was not short, and it was bumpy and dangerous. She almost fell down several times.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhe took care of her all the way.

Although not a word, but all in time to hold her, hand to hand temperature exchange, unexpectedly feel particularly at ease.

She endured all the way for fear that others would notice her.

But at the moment of entering the dilapidated temple, Jiang Xuening didn't hold her breath. The pain she had held back before came up from her feet. Her legs were too weak to stand, so she fell to the ground.

What she was wearing was a covert dress.

It's simple and loose. When a person falls on the ground, his collar will spread a little, revealing the white skin on his neck, and the corner of his eyes is stained with some water. It's a kind of miserable embarrassment. It was Zhang Zha who had blackened her face in order to cover up. Such a pair of smart eyes were enough to reveal her brilliance.

Fortunately, at this time, everyone else came in. When they suddenly arrived at such a temporarily safe place, they could not help but feel relieved. Their behavior was not as good as Jiang Xuening's.

The dilapidated temple is leaking on all sides.

But it's enough for a temporary rest.

Huang Qian went out to talk to those people, while others spontaneously sat down around the temple. Some of them leaned against the foot of the wall, some of them leaned against the pillar. Most of them were outlaws. How could they care if it was dirty or not?

Sit on the floor.

Zhang Zha looked around and reluctantly found an old and complete Futon under the collapsed incense table. He put it on the ground without looking at Jiang Xuening. He only whispered: "it's cold on the ground. You sit here."

Jiang Xuening was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers. However, when she heard him say this, she raised her eyes and saw the profile of the man half hidden in the shadow. She was thin and silent, her lips were closed and her lip line was straight, as if she had said nothing just now.This is a man who is not good at words and expression.

However, she had just heard clearly.

Then, like feeling the palm of his hand that he held back outside the city gate, an extremely secret sweetness came out of her heart. She was clearly in such a complicated and dangerous situation, but she tasted the sweetness.

Jiang Xuening did not speak, blinked and looked at him. The corners of her lips bent slightly, and she moved obediently to the not clean futon and sat down.

Zhang Zhe was still silent.

He lowered his eyes, did not respond to her eyes, only calmly put on the hem of the robe, sat on the floor beside Jiang Xuening, could not see half of the official airs.

No one has come to worship this temple for a long time. Although there are walls around it, most of them have cracks. The color painting on the wall has already lost its original color, leaving some dirty marks on it. On the front, there is a Buddha statue that can't be seen, but it has lost half of its head. It's not terrible, but funny.

The people who received from Tianjiao had already cleaned up here.

A woman in cloth clothes with a bun was carrying a basket of cooking cakes, and a teenager with a big braid came in from outside with a kettle in one hand and several coarse pottery bowls in the other.

"Are you all tired?"

The woman was a little fat, and her face was a little dark. She stretched out her hands rather rough. It could be seen that she was from an ordinary family who worked in the field on weekdays. She was very simple when she laughed, and it was easy to get a good impression.

"I can't find anything else to eat in this big night. It's a cooking cake made at home, which can barely fill my stomach. Please don't give up."

Out of the prison, all the way to escape, all the way nervous, until here, who is not physically and mentally tired?

I didn't feel it when I was tense. Now I sat down and felt the hunger in my abdomen.

At such a time, cooking cakes were delivered. It was timely rain.

For a moment, there was a voice of thanks all around, and some people even exclaimed that Tianjiao was considerate and righteous.

The woman gave food to the people, and the teenager gave them water.

Children are thin, like monkeys, but they have round heads and big eyes. Their hands and feet are not in line with their age. They laugh happily.

He called it "this big brother", which made these people feel comfortable.

Although they were in a hurry, they only had enough water. Fortunately, all the people are casual. If you drink water from the same bowl, I'll drink it again. It's no big deal.

However, Jiang Xuening was embarrassed.

First the woman handed over the cake.

Jiang Xuening took it.

The woman didn't pay attention at the beginning. When Jiang Xuening took the cake, she saw the snow-white part of her wrist. She was stunned, but she didn't say anything. She just gave her a smile.

Jiang Xuening felt that the woman should have seen that she was a daughter. She was a little embarrassed. She quickly retracted her hand into her broad sleeve robe and took a small bite of the cake.

The boy came with him to pour water.

The bowl in my hand was used by others.

Jiang Xuening was not hungry, but he was thirsty. Looking at the bowl, he hesitated. Just as she bit her lip slightly and tried to summon up the courage to reach for it, a hand next to her stretched out ahead of her and took the bowl away.

The child was stunned and couldn't help looking around.

It's Zhang Zha sitting next to Jiang Xuening.

He didn't speak either. He just wiped the edge of the bowl carefully with the water in the bowl, poured out the water, took the kettle from the child's hand and washed away the remaining dirt. Then he poured water into the bowl again and handed it to Jiang Xuening.

Jiang Xuening was stunned.

The memory of the last life easily comes back to mind.

Or they were attacked.

At that time, the two of them escaped from the sky, only carrying a water bag from the broken leg of the horse.

When she was thirsty, she untied the water bag and drank directly.

Then when she stopped and raised her head, she saw Zhang Zhe staring at her. It seemed that she had something to say, but she didn't have time to say it.

She didn't care at first.

They found the mountain road and went on. Jiang Xuening stopped to drink water twice, but he didn't forget to give Zhang Zhe the water bag and asked him if he was thirsty. However, the man who wrote the stereotype on his face only took the water bag in silence, then put it on and didn't drink.

Jiang Xuening only said that he was not thirsty.

But when the sun came up, she turned her head and saw his dry and cracked lips. Then she picked her eyebrows and thought about it carefully. She deliberately took the water bag and took a drink.

Then he looked at him with a banter smile.

"She said:" is the palace has drunk, lips touched, so you dare not drink it

Zhang Zha lowered his eyes in front of her. He neither approached nor looked back. He was still cautious and restrained. He said: "the superior and the inferior are different. Please don't joke."Jiang Xuening was a little annoyed.

She was not used to seeing Zhang Zhe like this. After thinking about it, she let out a "Oh", deliberately lengthened her tone, walked around him for two steps, and said: "it's nice to say that the superior and the inferior are different from the monarch and the minister. Then why didn't lord Zhang tell us that this water bag belongs to you and that you had drunk it before? "

What did Zhang Zhe look like at that time?

It was a slight change of face.

Jiang Xuening only remembered that he slowly closed his eyes and folded his hands in his sleeves. He couldn't see clearly how he was feeling inside. After a long time, he hung his head, but he didn't explain it to himself. He just said, "it's an insult from the lower official."

She drank his water bag.

Only in this way can the person sit and stand uneasily, such as being boiled.

This undoubtedly gave Jiang Xuening a kind of unprecedented fun of teasing. Of course, she knew that Zhang Zhe didn't say before, first because she had drunk it, and second because they only had this water bag. But she just wanted to tease him, handed him the water bag, he did not drink, she deliberately drank in front of his face, and then looked at him, to observe his subtle is not very good affectionate.

It's as if the person offended is him.

So I thought, I heard that this man didn't even have a concubine.

It wasn't until later, when she walked through the mountain and found the water source, that her pleasure could be regarded as giving up.

Now, another bowl of water is in front of us.

The places that others have touched are carefully cleaned.

In fact, he is very considerate and takes good care of others.

Jiang Xuening didn't know what he was up against in his last life. He was willing to make fun of him. When he raised his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were covered with a little mist.

She watched him, just about to take the bowl.

Don't want to Zhang Zha just a move has fallen into other people's eyes, there is a rough look man saw, actually laughed: "it's all the old man to drink water, but also to wipe the bowl clean, coy like a girl!"

Zhang covered his eyes and didn't answer.

When Jiang Xuening heard this, he felt that a fire suddenly rose up and started a prairie fire. He suddenly got up and just chewed a small mouthful of hard pancake and smashed it on the face!

Separated by a distance, the cake hit Ren's face with a little pain.

The man didn't expect that his smile would make him suffer. He was stunned when he was hit, and then his anger came up. However, when he raised his head, he looked up at a pair of delicate but cold eyes. The cold smell came out from the deep of his pupils, and even faintly overflowed. A cold wind at the temple door made him shiver!

The anger was scared back most of the time.

You know, many of the people present are from the prison. They kill people and commit crimes. The appearance looks dirty and thin, small and ugly. Baobuqi is a cruel character. It's better to bear the anger for a while than to provoke a bad star.

The man didn't dare to scold back.

Jiang Xuening's heart was still burning. When she wanted to open her mouth, a hand came out from below and held her arm firmly.

Zhang Zang raised her eyes and said calmly, "drink water."

The bowl of water was still in his hand, not spilled.

After all, it's not the time to fight for this breath, not to mention that it may not be too much. Jiang Xuening swallowed this breath, sat down again, lowered her eyebrows, took the bowl from his hands with both hands, and drank water in small mouthfuls.

The bowl was big, but her face was small.

When he bowed his head, his face was buried in a bowl, like a deer stopping to drink slowly by a mountain stream.

Zhang Zha looked at it and felt his heart softened.

There was a moment of silence in the temple.

The man muttered a few words to himself, then glanced at Zhang Zha. He thought of the scene at the gate of the city. Unexpectedly, he was not popular in Tianjiao, and he didn't dare to have any opinions. So he had to eat bread as if nothing had happened.

It's a unkempt man in the shadow of the corner. His eyes fall on Jiang Xuening's body through his hair. He is thoughtful.

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