The struggle between the national division and the rebel army continued.
But even with the righteous people joining, the power of the rebel army is still weak. In front of the court with good soldiers, they have no way to parry. They are said to be the rebel army, but in fact they are just a group of poor people who hug each other for warmth. To deal with, start an endless cat and mouse game.
Before a large-scale encirclement and suppression, 001 saw Xie Ziyou again.
It was a summer night, without wind and moon, but with shining stars, trailing across the sky.
001 witnessed his little cutie leaping over the wall, leaping up to the eaves as light as a swallow, pushing open the window mullions with his slender fingers, pinching a stone with his fingertips, shaking his wrist, and shooting the stone bullet into the house.
He wears a white snow fox mask, and a black cloak will cover his whole body tightly, only revealing a pair of beautifully curved peach eyes.
But only with these eyes, 001 knows that it is him.
When the stone fell to the ground, the host in the house was suddenly shocked and shouted: "Who?!"
The young man flew out and pushed open the scarlet door fiercely, but only caught under the stars, a black figure that was flying away quickly, and a warning that gradually drifted away—
"The soldiers and horses of the national division will come from the northwest tomorrow, outflank the insurgents in Qiling Mountain, and retreat quickly!"
The tone was serious, and his throat was deliberately dumb, creating a sense of age, as if he was an old man in his age.
001's heart is as bright as a mirror.
It was definitely Xie Ziyou, who led the troops to chase and intercept them, and was viciously cursed by the rebel army every day.
It shrank behind, quietly looking at its host in surprise, hesitating for several hours, and finally hid in the mountains with the rebel army overnight.
In the middle of the afternoon the next day, they shrank in the mountains and forests, looking at the smoke at the foot of the mountains, rumbling horseshoes stepped over, the earth trembled, and the sound was like a mighty thunder, and there was a rejoicing and fear in their hearts for the rest of their lives.
After that, the insurgents had several crises, all of which were resolved in the same way.
People didn't know that it was Xie Ziyou who confided in the news, but thought it was the host of 001 who had taken advantage of the enemy and used his troops like a god.
No one dares to look down upon young people because of their age or temperament. They become respectful in front of young people. Whenever there is war, they will come to ask the young people for their opinions. When the soldiers walk through the young people's tent, they will all get off their horses and salute and express their sincere respect.
The youth gradually established supreme prestige in the rebel army.
He buried the truth deeply in his heart, attributed the credit to himself, and enjoyed the gaze of the worship of the people every day. His expression became increasingly arrogant. When he walked, his feet were light and fluttering, as if with a gust of wind.
001 didn't know what to say.
It can't tear down Ziyou's station—it's not helping him, but harming him.
But 001 looked at her increasingly swelling host and was always disappointed.
Like a small thorn, inadvertently pierced into the bottom of my heart, the wound could not heal, so it tore and bleed day after day, although it is not a piercing pain, it is still uncomfortable.
—Xie Ziyou, that cute little guy, is not suitable for being a villain.
001 lightly landed on the window sill, looking out the window at night, the stars are dazzling, a thin shadow constantly appeared in his mind, the complexion was jade, the facial features were clear, and the bright eyes were overflowing with spring.
Those eyes should not be full of sorrow.
A thought flashed through 001's mind.
A tiny thought, like a very shallow candlelight, swayed in 001's heart, and gradually spread into the sky.
—It wants to see how Xie Ziyou smiled.
Laughing unfettered, like a cheerful lark, flying over the pine waves, leaping over the blooming mountains and flowers, laughing freely under the blue sky.
…
The national division led soldiers to encircle and suppress several times, but returned to no avail. This seriously damaged the majesty of the national division. Xie Ziyou in the hearts of everyone gradually walked down the altar, from an image of an omnipotent god, gradually reduced to a mortal who occasionally got a secret recipe. .
Even above the court, some people pointed and whispered behind their backs.
"Looking at his look, isn't it that a group of mice can't catch it?"
Questioning is the seed of betrayal.
With a slight breeze passing by, and adding some nourishment at will, it can quickly become a towering tree.
Some people in the imperial court began to secretly support the insurgents and provide them with food, grass, soldiers and horses. With sophisticated weapons and equipment, the uprising army became stronger day by day, and gradually had the capital that threatened the rule of the national division and the old emperor.
At the same time, in the eyes of 001's host, the person who reported late at night...has lost the value of use.
The existence of that person has planted a malignant tumor in the heart of the young man. It is the instability factor for him to lead the insurgents. If it is not handled properly, it will detonate at some point.
Therefore, the young man stayed up all night a few nights before the insurgents sent troops into the capital.
He could not tell other people about it, even the most reliable confidant dared not use it. He just laid a net in his residence alone. The traps were densely packed. The arrows were covered with poisonous objects. Under the shade of vegetation, the blue needles gave off a gloomy cold light in the night. .
He wants the person who reported the news to shut up forever.
001 looked cold in my heart.
But he cannot defy the host's wishes.
…
The night is like ink, the cold wind is steep, and the wind is wafting with the unique chill of ironware.
When Xie Ziyou tried to turn into the courtyard again, there was a very faint cry in his ear.
"Go!"
Xie Ziyou glanced suspiciously at the place where he made the sound, only to catch a faint stream of light, which seemed to be a firefly grabbing its wings and hiding himself under the dark branches and leaves.
The teenager hesitated a bit.
He looked up at the high wall, hesitated for a long time, climbing on the edge of the wall with his slender hands, he lingeringly refused to take advantage of his strength to jump.
The system worries in Xie Ziyou's mind: "Youyou, there seems to be fraud, or... let's withdraw?"
"...No." Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth.
What I want to convey this time is important information about the decisive battle.
After a living person has practiced a pill, the remaining impurities are one of the most violent poisons in the world because of the desperate and resentment of the dying person.
In order to conform to the "national division" has always been a vicious persona and fit the plot, Xie Ziyou must put this poison in the moat outside Kyoto.
But he did not want the insurgents to be seriously poisoned.
The boy entangled: "If I don't tell them this, what will they do if they drank the water from the moat?"
His system is very helpless, turning into a pale golden bee, hovering in the air: "Youyou, you have to believe that the protagonist will always have a way..."
"Before he can figure out a solution, how many people will be killed by the poisoning?"
Under the sky full of stars, Xie Zi swam his teeth clenched, his eyes trembled.
In the corner, 001's heart also trembled, and a warm wind hit it instantly, but it made its heart turbulent and restless.
In March of that year, Taohuayaoyao, the pale golden butterfly hiding in the shadow of the peach tree, pricked his ears and listened, unwilling to let go of every word Xie Ziyou said.
It heard the teenager breathe rapidly, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly muted, and said sadly: "System, my current identity, my hands are stained with blood of innocent people, although I was forced, I am still collaborating with the villains. I am. I can’t convince myself, I’m not innocent, and I am... for the sake of points, for the benefit, and hurt them."
Xie Ziyou's voice quivered slightly when he knocked on the ice, paused for a moment, and when he spoke again, there was already a hint of crying.
The light of water swirled in his eyes, reflecting the galaxy.
"I will probably never be a qualified villain. I can't help myself. I can't treat them as games, as NPCs without self-will. They are all living people, and I always think... if you can save one, then save one. In this way, I feel better in my heart."
001's heart trembled.
The boy's words are like thunder, and a stormy sea is set off in its heart.
001 couldn't help it anymore, appeared directly from behind the branch, and flew straight towards Xie Zi-
But it was too late.
The moment the voice fell, Xie Ziyou's fingertips quietly applied force, and the slender figure suddenly jumped up, drawing a sharp arc in the air, and turning into the wall!
The courtyard was covered with hair-like spider threads. The moment Xie Zi swam to the ground, the threads broke and the mechanism was touched.
Hundreds of arrows were suddenly activated, like lightning, blasting through the air towards where he was resting!
At the same time, Xie Ziyou staggered.
The branches and leaves were broken, sand and gravel were sprinkled, and a huge pit several meters deep appeared under his feet!
"caught you!"
In the courtyard, a candle suddenly lit up in the house, reflecting the entire small courtyard like daylight.
The protagonist rushed out of the house, with a cold blade in his hand, smashed into the huge pit, and laughed in his mouth: "A rat with a shrunken head and brain, are you not ready to show its true colors?"
In the huge pit, the young man with a mask in a mysterious robe raised his arm and stood in front of him.
He hasn't landed yet, but his body shape is turning abruptly in the air, with his toes lightly tapping on the striking arrow, he jumped out of thin air, and jumped to the top of the wall again!
It seems to be prepared.
In this way, the reminder of 001 worked after all.
But after jumping on the wall, Xie Ziyou didn't turn around and fled.
He turned his head and said with a hoarse voice: "The national teacher deliberately poisoned the moat. After you enter Binzhou, you must take precautions!"
The protagonist did not answer.
Xie Ziyou's stay gave him time to react, and the young man clenched his fingers and tore a thin thread beside him.
The night was raging, and the huge crossbow hidden in the corner finally activated, aimed at the direction of the wall, and shot an arrow aggressively—
The arrow tore through the cuffs of Xuan Yi, centered on Xie Ziyou's shoulder.
…Blood splashed on the peach trees in the corner, dyeing the blooming peach blossoms crimson, as strong as fire.
The author has something to say: By the way, I almost forgot to ask one thing.Who do you think is between 025 and 011, who is more offensive?