Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 629 628. Wheat Color

rainy night.

The two figures fled between the mountains and forests in embarrassment.

They all seemed to be injured, and their bodies were a little unstable when they ran away.

But he was extremely afraid of something behind him, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

escape.

Keep running away.

but……

Where can I escape to?

When they came to the cliff in the mountain and there was no way to go, there was a look of despair in the eyes of the two of them.

"Crack!"

At this time, a bolt of lightning flashed across the air.

With the help of this layer of light, the two of them saw two figures appearing on the way they had just come.

One person, wearing a monk's robe, wearing a monk's hat, holding a rosary.

With a female face, although the face looks old, but from the years of elegance that has not completely dissipated, it can be seen that this face must have been a woman who fascinated thousands of good men when she was young.

nun.

This turned out to be a nun.

At this moment, the heavy rain fell from the sky, and the old nun's body was not even covered by the rain, and she looked clean and refreshed.

You can tell it's weird just by looking at it.

And next to her... was also a woman.

He is also wearing a monk's robe, but there is no rosary in his hand, only a ball that seems to be composed of transparent rainwater, rippling in an irregular shape.

And look at that nun's face...

If Hongying was here, she would definitely call out her name in surprise:
"Honey Luan!?"

Yes.

It is Zhiluan.

It's just that she can no longer see her favorite light yellow clothes on her body, nor can she see any agility and liveliness in her eyes.

At this moment, she just stretched out her hand like this, letting the rain from the sky and the earth melt into the water polo little by little, and the two nuns silently stared at the two desperate people in front of the cliff in the night.

Do not speak.

There was a dead silence in his eyes.

And at this moment, one of the men who was already standing on the edge of the cliff said to Zhiluan in a tone mixed with killing intent, fear, ferocity, and a trace of regret:
"It must be like this? Zhiluan! It must be like this!? I, Lei Humen, have ever felt sorry for you? Why did you have to kill me!? You...have you forgotten... when we first started, we all sent I swear, the people of the three sects are like blood relatives, and will never betray! You...does it have to be like this!?"

Hearing this, Zhiluan's eyes showed no emotion.

The voice is also very calm:
"Hui Jian."

The rainwater in his hand quietly turned into a long sword, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the two of them:

"Cut three thousand threads of trouble in one stroke."

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Countless rainwater instantly turned into countless long swords that were exactly the same as those in her hands.

He flew directly towards the two of them.

Two people who were already injured, how can they resist this vast situation where it seems that even the sky and the earth have turned into long swords trying to pierce them through?
Even if he used all his strength to defend in the end, after the Wanjian pierced through his body...

They have no chance of surviving completely.

Staggered, fell to the ground.

And when the light of life was about to dissipate in the pupils, the person from the Leihumen who spoke murmured:

"Breaking... oath... five horses... cents..."

"Shh!"

Another transparent long sword pierced directly from the back of his chest.

The man's body suddenly arched...

Then he fell powerlessly into a pool of blood.

"Whoa."

The water polo in Zhiluan's hand turned into a cloud of rainwater, which splashed onto her hand.

Obviously her hands were clean.

But it still gave people the feeling that she was washing her hands.

I don't know what to wash...

Then, she shook her wet hands and put her palms together:
"Amitabha."

"Amitabha."

The nun next to him also sang the Buddha's name and murmured:

"My Buddha is merciful..."

After finishing speaking, she nodded to Zhiluan:

"Let's go."

"Where are you going? Master."

"Zhongli."

The nun said lightly:
"The military salary that the Overseas Society promised to support has not been given, Mr. Li asked us to give some warnings."

"it is good."

Zhiluan nodded in agreement.

But after walking a few steps, he suddenly asked:
"Master, can Li Mi really succeed?"

"Ah."

The nun nodded:
"Whether it's Zhai Gong or Li Gong, as a teacher, I firmly believe that they will succeed."

"..."

Hearing this, Zhiluan didn't talk too much, followed her master, and disappeared into the forest step by step.

……

"Ha... um."

In the dripping raindrops, Li Zhen, who was wearing a coir raincoat and sitting cross-legged, yawned.

Everyone is Qinhuai Douyan.

Especially in some novels and TV dramas, the description of the Qinhuai River is always more romantic... Although he also knows that this is not the Jiangnan section, but more or less in Li Zhen's place, he always feels that the gap is a bit big .

Don't talk about fighting beauty.

There is not even a woman in this boat.

Not to mention the oirans, wits, beauties and the like.

The boat had been sailing all day and night, and although it often encountered some merchant ships along the way, it was quite boring to Li Zhen.

Not to mention... the boat is still docked in Yiyang at the moment.

Didn't even move the place.

Arrived last night, it's almost dawn now, it looks like I haven't left yet.

Li Zhen didn't know who he was waiting for.

Obviously it rained last night, but the boat is still sailing normally.

But when I arrived in Yiyang today, I was delayed all night...

You said it would be fine if it was in some desolate place... How come there is not even a single oiran's boat in a place as big as Yiyang?

Aren't these actors in the boatman business?

Although Pindao won't go, can't Pindao take a look?
really...

Yawning bored again, he got up, stared at the brightly lit pier in the distance and began to daze.

The people at the pier have been busy all night.

But not for this ship, but for some other ships, what should be loaded and unloaded, even if it is windy and rainy, it does not hinder the busyness of living in this place.

But that's where it gets weird.

Not only Li Zhen's ship, but also those ships that were full of cargo or unloaded.

Everyone lined up together, at the pier... as if waiting for something.

Even in Li Zhen's perception, there was a long queue behind.

All the boats seem to be here in Yiyang.

What is going on?
He became more and more puzzled.

At the same time, he took out a warm pancake from his bosom and took a bite.

One piece of pie was eaten.

There was also light in the sky.

Finally, Li Zhen saw movement at the pier.

Out of nowhere, many people appeared.

They seemed to have arrived at the dawn of time, all of them were armed, dressed in neat uniforms, and tied bandages with wavy patterns on their heads.

It seems that the temperament is not to mention, and there are many practitioners among them.

And when they appeared, a whistle sounded from the pier.

The whistle was sharp, but as if it was a signal, the boatmen who were resting in the cabin rushed out and began to heave anchor in the rain.

Then, Li Zhen saw those people starting to board the ship.

After dozens of people stood on the boat closest to the pier, the boat went straight ahead, followed by the second...

It doesn't matter what kind of ship it is, and it doesn't matter how many people are on it.

A boat, dozens of people, boarded the boat silently, drove away, the next one...

Now, Li Zhen was really interested.

these people……

What are you doing?
Look at the uniform clothing, dress, and the strange weapon that is wrapped in a cloth cover at the waist, which cannot be seen for the time being...

Could it be some sect or a related department?

he does not know.

Then, batch after batch of ships docked at the pier. Amidst the slight creaking of ships around, Li Zhen reckoned that at least 2000 people had left, and finally when the sky brightened and the rain stopped, it was his turn. ship.

He thought for a while, then retracted into the passageway of the hatch.

Avoid getting in trouble.

Then I heard footsteps on the deck.

Can't hear how many people.

But he finally heard someone speak.

That voice was full of concern and anxiety:
"Junior sister...swords have no eyes, you need to be more careful!"

Junior sister?

Li Zhen was taken aback.

Standing at the stairs on the lower deck, he was a little puzzled.

This name...

Could it be that these people are really of some sect?
Just as he was thinking, suddenly, there were a few footsteps above his head.

He subconsciously restrained his breath.

Then... a slim figure appeared in Li Zhen's sight.

And the moment he saw this figure, an idea popped into his mind...

Mom.

Finally saw the authentic wheat color.

(End of this chapter)