Chapter 116

In fact, many people have noticed Jiang Xuening. After all, this man has been following Zhang Zhe since he came out of prison. Only "he" dressed casually, his face was black and dirty, but he was a little bit smaller, and his facial features were a little more delicate. Even if there was light in the evening, he couldn't see clearly, and he had to be afraid of Zhang Zha.

Even if the discerning person sees a clue, he will not say it.

I just muttered in my heart: I didn't expect that there were such people in Tianjiao. Those who had been officials were particular about it. When they came out, they had to bring someone along. I don't know if it's a girl or a little white face with broken sleeves who are sold in the qinlouchuguan.

People in the temple have their own thoughts, and no one can say anything about this small dispute.

Soon someone took the initiative to change the subject.

It can be said that those who can be put into the prison by the imperial court have their own abilities. As soon as they open the chatterbox and talk about their own experiences, add some oil and vinegar, they will become a living storybook, which is even more wonderful than the storyteller under the overpass.

When the woman finished delivering the cakes, she went out with the basket. But the teenager just sat down on the threshold, looking like he was going to spend the night listening.

It seems that Tianjiao didn't care about him.

Jiang Xuening has been concerned about this child for a long time. After all, there is still a teenager in this place. It's really unthinkable. Is today's Tianjiao not free of children?

After listening to the brag about their experiences before and after going to prison, Jiang Xuening drank enough water and left most of the bowl. He hesitated and handed it to Zhang Zhe.

Even sitting on the ground, he is tall and straight.

Now he turned his head and took the water bowl. Jiang Xuening's heart suddenly jumped, but then he dropped his eyes and put the bowl of water on the ground in front of her, and his voice was very low: "I'm not thirsty."

After all, it's still Zhang Zhe, pedantic and rigid!

Jiang Xuening snorted from the bottom of her heart.

But when I think about it, I'm afraid that it's this person who is upright and self-supporting that makes me fall into such a difficult situation. After all, this person is totally different from her and has almost no similarities. It's like standing in the light and making people raise their heads to look up. It's hard to touch. If one day Zhang Zhe and Xiao will become a frivolous young master Meng Lang, she will not like them.

This accident involved in this prison break, it was beyond her expectation, but also disrupted her original plan. However, I don't think the plan is as important as expected.

The most important thing at the moment is that this person is right beside him.

It's not necessary for Zhang Zha. Since he has such a close relationship with Tianjiao, he must have a plan. Her presence here is bound to have a certain impact on Zhang Zha's plot. Therefore, the first thing to do is to protect oneself and not delay. The second thing is to act according to the circumstances. After all, she is good for the heavenly religion

At least there is an advantage of rebirth, a little understanding.

I just hope this time things will not be too complicated.

Unknowingly, Jiang Xuening's eyebrows quietly locked up.

However, someone in the temple was telling about his own experience: "that year, I was only in my early twenties, and the dog official borrowed the imperial court's laws and regulations to receive all the taxes in the countryside. Ten years later, I copied a pig killing knife and stabbed the dog official's sedan chair when it came, and his intestines all flowed to the ground. I ran away as soon as I saw it was done. I had been running for many years, but I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance who ate a bowl of wonton in Wulipu. I turned around and reported to the government, and I was caught in the prison. Hey, I'm also lucky to have let me out again when I met such a thing! "

At this point, he couldn't help but take some pride with him.

Squatting on the threshold of the child is can not help but "ah" a, attracted people to look back to him.

But it was neither surprise nor shock.

It hurts.

It turned out that the child was holding half a piece of cake in his hand while listening to it and gnawing at it. As a result, he was so absorbed that he didn't notice that the cake had been eaten to the end. He bit off and bit his own finger. Then he gave a painful cry.

The people around him burst into laughter.

"How can you bite your hands with a cake?"

"How hungry is that?"

"Little child, how old are you this year and what's your name? Have you joined the Tianjiao? If you don't go back at this time, aren't your parents worried? "

The little boy slowly shrunk the finger he had just bitten and touched his head. He looked a little shy, but his speech was very crisp. He said, "I'm just 13 years old. There's no father, no mother, and no one named me. Everyone calls me Xiaobao, and everyone calls me Xiaobao. Although I'm young, I've been a teacher for three or four years! "

Everyone was surprised.

Xiao Bao also felt that he was looked at by so many people. He could not help but straighten his back and smile on his face. However, he was about to say something more, but with the action of straightening his back, his stomach "cooed" uncooperatively, and his voice was quite loud, which many people heard."Ha ha ha..."

The crowd laughed again.

At his age, when he was growing up, three meals a day were not enough to eat.

What's more, Xiao Bao was a little embarrassed after only nibbling half of the pancake

he turned red, with a braid tied to the sky and his head buried in his knee.

However, at this time, there was a rough voice beside: "do you still eat?"

Xiaobao looked up at the sound, and saw half a broken cake delivered to him.

The hand holding the cake is not clean. The palm is very wide, the knuckles of the fingers are very big, and even covered with jagged old and new scars. It's just that most of the dirty marks have been covered, but it's not obvious.

Along with this hand, it is a same dirty prison clothes.

Just sit next to Xiaobao.

Even if most of his body is in the shadow, he is a tall man. However, it was not until the moment he spoke that people noticed that there was such a person here.

Xiao Bao is usually smart and has a good memory, but he can't hold back a moment.

Because even he has no impression of this man.

Probably because he has been in prison for a long time and has no chance to talk to others, his voice is like a rusty knife rubbed on the grindstone, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

The hair is too long to cover the face.

At first glance, I can't tell the depth. It's very ordinary.

Xiaobao subconsciously took the cake he handed over and said thanks.

Zhang Zha didn't take a bite of the cake in his hand. It seemed that he was going to pass it out, but now he turned his wrist and took it back silently, but his eyes fell on the man who had not attracted other people's attention before.

Jiang Xuening first looked at Zhang Zha, and then turned her eyes to see Xiaobao again.

However, when his eyes fell on the child's fingers, he could not help coagulating.

Xiaobao was sitting outside. There was a fire in the broken temple. He didn't get much attention to his side before. But when he reached out and took the cake from the man's hand, he was just lighted by the jumping fire.

Jiang Xuening saw his ring finger.

There was a small black mark on the left side of the fingernail, but it was soon blocked by other fingers. In a hurry, I couldn't judge whether it was the ground blood bubble, birthmark, or the mark I didn't know where

She looked at her ring finger with a low eyebrow. What she saw in her mind was a group of accompanying readers practicing calligraphy while they were studying in yangzhizhai. They supported the brush tube with their ring finger. Because they were not good at Kung Fu, they would always wear some ink on that side.

Tianjiao looks at the boy in coarse linen. He doesn't look like a scholar.

Her eyes flow, in the heart born some ideas, but temporarily pressed down, did not ask, also did not make public.

It was the man in the corner who finally attracted the attention of others because of delivering the cake.

If you wear a prison uniform, you must be a prisoner in heaven.

But at the moment, all the people in this broken temple came out of the prison except those who came from heaven. They had no impression of such a person and didn't know where they came from.

Some people are curious and want to ask for his name.

I didn't expect that the man who had previously made sarcastic remarks about Zhang Zhe's sissy drinking water and wiping dishes opened his eyes and looked at the dishevelled man. For a long time, his strong body didn't hold back shaking!

All the unfinished cakes fell to the ground.

His voice was full of fear, so he stood up and pointed to the humanity: "Meng, Meng, Meng, you are Meng Yang!"

Meng Yang?!

These two words can be called a full house are surprised!

Knowing the name, Qi Qi almost took a breath of cool air. Originally, he didn't pay attention and sat in the other prison beside Meng Yang. The prisoners who came out of the prison were even more creepy. He almost couldn't control his subconscious action at that moment and withdrew towards the back.

With this person as the center, immediately spread a circle.

Jiang Xuening's eyelids jumped when he saw the scene.

The name "Meng Yang" is really strange to her. She has never heard of it. But at this moment, there is no need to hear it. Just look at the reactions of the people around her, you can see that this person is not a good person!

You know, these people are all from the prison.

Which hand doesn't have a life?

However, seeing this man is just like seeing the evil star and the evil spirit, and there is a kind of fear from the bottom of my heart!

How terrible should this man be?

Zhang Zha's eyes were on Meng Yang before, and I don't know if he recognized them before. He didn't respond to others' names.

The others are completely different.

The bandits, who had boasted about their actions of killing people and stealing goods, were dumb as if they had been slapped. They even bowed their hands respectfully to the man who was still sitting in the corner: "I didn't know that Meng and Meng Yishi were here. It's really disrespectful, disrespectful!"When he was called "Meng Yishi", there was a pause in his words.

I guess I don't know what to call it.

Righteous?

If you come home from the monk's temple with a sword, you will chop all the people in your family, which can also be called "righteousness". At the end of the day, I'm afraid no one dares to say that he is a "villain"!

Meng Yang's throat seemed to give out a hum and smile. He leaned back and didn't lift the hair that blocked his face. He leaned directly against the broken door and closed his eyes. He didn't pay any attention to these people.

All of a sudden, they were embarrassed and scared.

In the dungeon, there's no way for a good man to judge his seniority, but when he does evil to Meng Yang's point, he will be the first among the evil men.

Fortunately, Huang Qian, the incense master of Tianjiao, came back, but he didn't look very well. He looked around the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Zhe, saying: "there is no news from the brothers who are going to the east gate. No one came here to see them. I'm afraid something happened. Huang has just discussed with his brother in the sect. Since there is Mr. Zhang, the imperial court will send someone to come after him, so he will have a rest here for a night. Tomorrow morning, those who come to meet the teachers will arrive. At that time, they will go to Tongzhou branch together. It's safer there. The heroes who come out of the dungeon can also go to different places by water. What do you think? "

All the people who came out of the prison did not speak. Some subconsciously looked at Zhang Zhe, while others subconsciously looked at Meng Yang.

People are under the eaves. They don't have a voice here.

Meng Yang leaned back and didn't move.

Hearing the word "Tongzhou branch", Zhang Zhe knew that there would be something to gain from his trip. He nodded and said quietly, "as soon as you get out of the capital, you will listen to the plan of the head teacher."

So they took a rest on the spot.

It's just that the place is really small and inconvenient.

The back hall of the old temple was separated by a wall, but there were still two cabins. One of them could barely pull out half a bed, so Zhang Zhe asked for it very quietly.

People's eyes naturally focused on him and Jiang Xuening.

No one objected.

But when he took Jiang Xuening to the back, they all turned to look at each other, but they all took a little tacit ambiguity: at this time, they still don't forget that. It's really good fortune!

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in the deserted village and temple, some other people have fallen here, or the former people of the heavenly religion have been wandering here. The hut in the back is simple, and the bed is barely able to lie down.

It's just a little messy.

Zhang Zha didn't speak, so he bent forward to sort it out.

Jiang Xuening looked at it, and suddenly he was a little shocked.

When Zhang Zha turned around, she remembered that she had not told him about Xiaobao, so she said, "Mr. Zhang, just now I --"

Zhang Zha shook her head gently.

I raised my hand and pointed to the outside. I could still hear the voice of the outsider.

Jiang Xuening understood that walls have ears.

She put a little finger in front of her left finger, and then she made a little bit more difficult than her own finger.

It's a bit puzzling.

Zhang Zhe looked at her for a long time, but he understood her meaning and nodded.

It's hard to talk at the moment, but seeing him nodding, Jiang Xuening felt very strange that this man must have understood the meaning of his stroke, so he began to laugh.

It's just that there's only one bed here.

She looked at it, but it was a little embarrassed, some didn't know what to do.

Zhang Zhe's voice is very low, only way: "two girls sleep here, I am at the door."

In the dark room, his eyebrows and voice were very low. There was nothing else on his silent and cold face at the moment, except a thin outline, reflecting the three parts of the moonlight coming through the broken window, which was carved into Jiang Xuening's heart like a knife.

It was the same in the last life.

They managed to find a place to live, but she was the queen and he was a foreign minister. Naturally, she was the only place to sleep.

She didn't like the man at that time.

I went to sleep by myself, but I didn't want to take care of the life and death of the man outside. I was very tired. I had a good night dreaming of the dawn. When I opened my eyes, I saw the light coming from the window.

She stretched and pushed the door open.

Then I saw him at a glance.

The pedantic man sat on a chair against the wall, with his eyes folded. His dark official robe was stained with the fog of the morning, as if the color was deeper and wet by the morning dew.

She thought he was asleep.

I didn't expect that when she opened the door, Zhang Zhe's eyes opened and looked at her. It's about like this. Did you sit all night? There were some drops of water on his eyelashes, but the bottom of his dark eyes was clear, and her figure was reflected in his pupils.It was a beautiful morning.

The fog is light and nimble.

The light was dim.

As the queen, she stood at the bottom of the minister's eyes, but the wall built at the bottom of her heart collapsed at this moment. Something caught her and made her unable to break away.

In the dark, Jiang Xuening looked at him boldly, not afraid to be peeped into his secret.

She opened her mouth and didn't want him to spend another night.

However, it is good for me to wait until I fall asleep

“……”

Zhang Zhe failed to refuse after all.

She lay down beside her clothes, facing the wall, with her back to Zhang Zha. Her heart was slightly rising, and she felt that her mind was full of thoughts.

She thought that she might as well go to sleep for a while and ask Zhang Zhe to wake her up in exchange for him to sleep.

But there were too many things that happened that night, which made her too tired, just like that night of the last life. She was in a trance. As soon as her head touched the old pillow, she became unconscious.

Zhang Zha sat next to her and heard her breathing gradually become even.

I'm fast asleep.

But the girl curled up in her sleep and felt a little cold. So he took off his robe and came forward silently to cover her.

Some of the rough corner of the dress inadvertently to the girl's neck socket.

She then unconsciously stretched out her hand and gently grasped it, turning over half of her body very naturally.

There is a sweet fragrance in the air.

Zhang Zha still kept the action of covering her robe. At this moment, with the light coming in, he could see the person close at hand, the closed eyes, the small Qiong nose and the soft lips.

How dare she kill herself for such a person who is afraid of pain, suffering and death

I really want to ask her, does it hurt?

But he didn't dare.

At this moment, all the accumulated waves in Zhang Zha's mind were surging up, converging like a burning fire, which made his heart and lungs burn.

There's a voice in my ear.

He approached her gradually, his cheek almost touched her cheek, and the lip almost fell on her.

However, the sound of Lu an's heart pounded back in his mind!

In the dark, it's breathing with restraint.

The moment he retreated, he realized what he had just wanted to do. He was in a cold sweat. He was awe inspiring from the bottom of his heart: How dare he have such a mind of transgression!

Zhang Zha's chest was so agitated that he went out of the room. When he went outside, he slapped himself in the face.

There was a soft bang.

He closed his eyes slightly, and was blown by the wind outside, and finally recovered his sober mind and calmness.

At this moment, people outside are also shrinking in the corner and sleeping.

There was silence all around.

Only Meng Yang, sitting in front of the fire, heard the movement and turned his head to look at him. When he saw the fingerprints left on Zhang Zhe's cold face, he could not help picking his eyebrows and his expression became a bit strange.

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