People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 27 Wind and rain, mountain temple

The time has passed, and the time has come to the next day.

It was raining lightly in the sky.

The rain at night made Daliang Mountain seem to be covered with a layer of tulle.

Daliang Mountain is located outside Xuanshui City. It is a natural barrier between the Zhou Kingdom and the Liang Kingdom. Liangshan Mountain is not high, but it is very wide in length and breadth. The internal terrain is complex. Even experienced hunters, many people die in the mountain every year. .

Strangers are not allowed to enter Daliang Mountain at night.

Because of wild beasts and banditry.

Daliang Mountain is by no means a good place.

Let's not mention the rampant monsters and the breeding of wild beasts in it.

Due to its location at the border between the two countries, Daliang Mountain has become a de facto no-ownership zone.

A large amount of goods passed through here, smuggled into another country, and various large and small smuggling routes, business horses and horses bred a large number of desperadoes.

Xuanshui City has four evils and two: Heichengzhai and Huxiaoying are the biggest gangster groups doing business in Daliang Mountain.

Xuanshui City is already sleeping in the rainy night.

However, this Great Liang Mountain slowly opened its eyes like a night beast that had woken up.

……

There is a ruined temple on a mountainside near Xuanshui City.

The ruined temple has been in disrepair for a long time, but the walls and tiles are still intact. It is a good place to take shelter from the rain in the forest at night.

She stepped on the mud, drenched in the cold night rain, and trotted to the front of the temple.

He stretched out his slender hand and pushed open the door.

There was a creaking sound from the broken door, and the firelight and warmth coming from the temple made the woman heave a sigh of relief, and her whole body warmed up.

Walking gently into the temple, it is spacious but dirty, warm but dark.

"excuse me."

Ling Piaomiao stood at the door and said to the man in front of the fire. She saw the man looking at her in a daze.

He nodded, but his eyes focused on the air in front of him again, as if he was a little mentally disturbed.

This made Ling Mimiao couldn't help but raise a little caution.

But considering the risk of traveling at night, and it was still raining lightly outside, Ling Mimiao couldn't help but gritted her teeth and decided to hide from the rain in this temple.

——Of course, it could also be that although the man in the temple is not mentally like an ordinary person, he looks and dresses like a decent person.

……

Wind and rain, midnight, ruined temple, a man and a woman.

The woman's name is Ling Piaomiao. She is about sixteen years old and has exquisite facial features. The rain-wet silk fabric makes her figure look particularly attractive, which also proves that she does not come from an ordinary family.

But for some reason, this woman stayed alone in the mountain late at night.

The man was Lu Ming. He was the same [-]-year-old with handsome and dignified features. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a brocade parcel, a long sword, and an oil-paper umbrella at his feet.

Only his eyes are a little abnormal.

His eyes were staring blankly at the front of him, and his muscles were tense as if he was concentrating on something important—but in Ling Miu's eyes, there was clearly nothing in front of him...

It seemed very strange.

The dim firelight illuminated the mountain god statue on the altar table, making the mountain god statue look terrifying with its fangs and claws dancing on the ground.

The ruined temple and the strange man made Ling Piaomiao curl up and sit by the fire, not daring to say a word.

After about a stick of incense, Lu Ming suddenly sighed.

"Damn it, I made a mistake and didn't last past 20 points."

He muttered, but Ling Piaomiao couldn't really hear him.

Later, Lu Ming raised his head and gave Ling Mimi a gentle smile, then stood up with the package in his hand, intending to go to the backyard of the ruined temple.

"It's raining outside." Ling Miaomiao couldn't help but remind her. Seeing that Lu Ming kept walking, she just smiled and said softly: "Reliev yourself, and come back as soon as you go."

"Umbrella, you didn't take your umbrella."

Lu Ming had already left the ruined temple in a hurry.

……

After about two sticks of incense, Lu Ming returned to the temple.

Ling Miaomiao, who was sitting by the fire, had just fallen asleep, but was awakened by Lu Ming's voice.

Looking up at Lu Ming, he saw that Lu Ming had already changed into clean new clothes, and the tips of his hair were dripping with water, not just from the rain, but more like a good wash in the well in the backyard.

She twitched her nose slightly.

The slight stench contained a faint fragrance, which made Ling Piaomiao's little face wrinkle up, and her eyes flashed with an eccentric light.

Lu Ming sat back beside the fire, quietly filling the firewood, and Ling Miu didn't feel sleepy anymore.

She sat on the ground with her legs wrapped around her knees and looked at Lu Ming quietly, until a moment later, she suddenly spoke, her voice as clear as an oriole.

"My name is Ling Mimiao, I am 16 years old, how about you?"

"My name is Lu Ming, and I am also 16 years old this year."

After saying that, Lu Ming smiled gently at Ling Miaomiao: "I'm from Xuanshui City, how about you?"

"I'm from Luanfeng Village."

"Ruanfeng stronghold?"

"Well, a small village inside Liangshan."

"I am ignorant and ignorant, but I have never heard of the name of Luanfeng Village."

"It's not surprising. Liangshan is big enough, and there are many villages inside. There are also many dangers in the mountains. Maybe the village is still there today, and the village will be gone tomorrow, so there are endless villages with various names. Let alone outsiders, it's just us I can’t even recognize all the local households in Daliang Mountain.”

Perhaps because she heard the meaning of getting to the bottom of things in Lu Ming's words, Ling Pianmiao instead of being defensive, she spoke openly and openly.

"As for me, I accidentally ran too far tonight while chasing a white fox. It just so happened that the weather was not kind to me, so I am trapped here."

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue playfully, and asked again: "What about you? It's so late, why are you coming to Daliang Mountain?"

"me……"

Lu Ming smiled and put a piece of firewood into the fire, then spit out two words.

"Escape."

"Escape?"

"Well, there was a sudden change in my family recently, and a group of young people coveted my family's wealth. In order to avoid the disaster, I had to go out of the city at night and plunge into the Daliang Mountain."

Thinking of this, Lu Ming's hands couldn't help but tremble.

Then he smiled and said again: "Maybe at this time, my old house has already turned into a sea of ​​flames."

Lu Ming smiled and said something that made people shudder, which caused Ling Miu's face to twitch: "Weird."

"Me?"

"Well, the house was burned, thanks to you still laughing."

"Why can't you laugh? This is a good thing."

"A good thing? It's a good thing that the house is burned."

"Well, that's a good thing. I'm still alive after all."

"There is hope only when people are alive."

Vaguely feeling that Lu Ming's theory was interesting, Ling Pianmiao muttered thoughtfully: "Hope?"

"Well, the hope of getting back everything that was lost."

At this point, Lu Ming suddenly raised his head and looked at the door of the mountain temple.

Then I heard the sound of "creeping" door axis.

Two well-dressed men in black braved the wind and rain and walked into the temple from outside the door.

Through the flickering firelight, Lu Ming saw the word "天" tattooed on their chests, and they also saw Lu Ming's face that was vaguely water-stained.

"Young Gang Leader!?"

Unbelievable exclamations came from the mouths of the two men. Ling Pianmiao was slightly startled, and then she felt a long and hard thing pressing against her thigh.

Looking down, he saw that an oil-paper umbrella had been handed to his legs by Lu Ming.

"You should go."

The man named Lu Ming, whom the men called the Young Master, had deep brows, and a dim flame was reflected in his eyes.

Ling Piaomiao unconsciously asked: "Where are you going?"

"Get out of here, go anywhere."

Ling Piaomiao unconsciously opened her mouth: "You want to..."

Lu Ming's eyes were deep and he said quietly: "Little by little, I will get back what I lost."

"From now on!"

(End of this chapter)