Chapter 115: bowl of water

Chapter 115: bowl of water

The Tianjiao believers originally planned to come out from the east gate of the city, but now they come out from the west gate of the city with Zhang Zhe, and a small group of Tianjiao believers went to the east gate of the city before, Huang Qian couldn't help feeling a little anxious secretly. .

If, as Zhang Zhe said before, those who went to the east gate of the city, I am afraid that there will be more bad luck than good luck.

He waited for a while without hearing Zhang Zhe's answer, and he believed in his heart that this person was an unusual person, so he didn't dare to offend him. After thinking about it, he said: "Now that I have come out of the city, it should be regarded as temporary stability. The original sect in the sect Someone came to respond, but there is no news from the people on the east side of the city. Such a big incident happened again tonight, and the city must not be peaceful. It was getting late tonight, Master Zhang, all the congregants and the rest escaped together My friend, why don't you wait with me and find a place to rest outside the city first?"

To plan such a big move, the Heavenly Sect must have arranged supporters outside.

Everyone had no opinion.

The prisoners who escaped from the prison in the chaos were even more enlightened when they heard the words. Some of them had a straightforward temperament and directly clasped their fists and said, "That's really what I wish for. I heard the name of the righteous man of heaven, and I thought it was a bit bragging." , I realized that what I said was true when I saw it today. I will be stained with it."

The teaching of the Heavenly Religion always accepts those who come.

People who join the religion include ordinary people, as well as merchants and peddlers. Most of the peasant households lost their land and property, and there are many powerful people in the green forest, even bandits and bandits, and those who hate the court are all among them.

It would be great if this group of death row prisoners who came out of the Heavenly Prison could also join the Heavenly Sect.

Now that Zhang Zhedao's identity had been revealed, the black scarf covering his face was removed. Hearing these prisoners' words of gratitude, Huang Qian finally showed a smile on his face.

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

He has an ordinary square face, but there is a scar on his brow, which adds a bit of quack air, and a pair of upside-down triangular eyes are a bit sharp, but he really looks like a talker who is not a low-ranking person in the Tianjiao.

Now that everyone has agreed, Zhang Zhe has no further opinions.

A group of people then took advantage of the night to sneak.

There are quite a few towns outside the capital city, where many people live, but they are easy to be discovered. Tianjiao had already found a temporary foothold here, and Huang Qian led the crowd all the way to the wilderness in the southwest.

At the end of the hour, at the foot of a low hill ahead, I saw a dilapidated temple with lights on. It is probably where the mountain people who lived here used to sacrifice to the mountain gods. The walls piled up with yellow mud have collapsed under the erosion of wind and rain. shivering.

At first glance, it looks a little creepy.

But when you get closer, you can see a figure shaking inside, someone is cleaning and tidying up inside.

As soon as he heard the movement from the mountain road ahead, a few figures came out from the shadow of the decaying wall outside the temple. When he looked up, he saw that there were more people than expected. Out?"

Huang Qian subconsciously glanced at Zhang Zhe behind and shook his head.

The man frowned slightly, and said: "Young Master, the people from that side haven't arrived yet, I'm afraid we'll have to wait for a while, it's windy outside, so let's talk first."

After all, Jiang Xuening is also a lady of the big family. Even when she was with Wanniang in the past, she was not the kind of person who could endure hardships. The journey along the way was not short, and it could be called rugged and dangerous. She almost fell down several times. fall down.

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

Although he didn't say a word, he supported her in time, exchanging the temperature between his hands, he felt extra reassuring.

In order not to be noticed by others, she endured all the way.

But at the moment when he entered the dilapidated temple, Jiang Xuening finally didn't hold back, and took a breath, the pain that he had held back earlier rushed up from his feet, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up, so He fell to the ground.

She was wearing Zhang Zhe's clothes.

It was a little plain, simple and loose, and when the person fell to the ground, the collar spread a little bit, revealing the fair skin on the neck, and the corners of the eyes were stained with water, which was a kind of pitiful embarrassment. Even if Zhang Zhe had blackened her face to cover it up, having such a pair of smart eyes was enough to reveal her brilliance.

Fortunately, other people also came in at this time, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they suddenly arrived at such a temporarily safe place, and their behavior was not much better than that of Jiang Xuening.

The dilapidated temple was leaking from all sides.

But it is enough for a temporary rest.

Huang Qian went out to talk to those people, while others spontaneously sat down in this temple, some leaned against the foot of the wall, some leaned against the pillars, most of them were desperadoes, no matter how dirty the place was or not dirty?

Always sit on the floor.

But Zhang Zhe looked around, managed to find an old futon from under the collapsed incense table, put it on the ground, and without looking at Jiang Xuening, he just said in a low voice, "It's cold on the ground, you sit here."

Jiang Xuening was already so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers, but when she heard his words, she raised her eyes slightly and saw the silhouette of this man half hidden in the shadow, thin and silent, with tight lips. Closed, the lip line was straight, as if nothing was said just now.

This is a person who is not good at words and does not like to express.

But she had just heard clearly.

Then, as if feeling the palm he held back outside the city gate, an extremely secret sweetness quietly emerged from the bottom of her heart. She was clearly in such a confusing and dangerous situation, but she actually tasted a little bit of sweetness. .

Jiang Xuening didn't speak, but blinked at him, the corners of her lips slightly curved a little, and obediently moved to sit on the futon that wasn't really clean.

Zhang Zhe remained silent.

He lowered his eyes, did not respond to her gaze, only calmly lifted the hem of his robe, and sat cross-legged beside Jiang Xuening on the floor, showing no airs of authority.

No one came to worship in this temple. Although there are walls around, most of them have cracks. The colorful paintings painted on the walls have long lost their original colors, leaving only some dirty marks on them. On the front, there is an unidentifiable Buddha statue, but it also lost half of its head. It doesn't look scary, but rather funny.

The people who responded to Tianjiao had already cleaned up here.

A commoner woman with her hair in a bun was holding a basket of cooking cakes, and a teenage boy with a braid was walking back and forth outside with a kettle in one hand and a few rough clay bowls in the other. Come in.

"Are you guys tired?"

The woman was slightly chubby, her skin was a bit dark, her hands were rather rough, she could see that she was from an ordinary family who worked in the fields on weekdays, her smile was very simple, and it was easy for people to have a good impression.

"I can't find anything else to eat in this big night. These are homemade pancakes, which can barely fill my stomach. Please don't be disgusted."

Coming out of the prison, fleeing for his life, tense all the way, all the way to this place, who is not physically and mentally exhausted?

I didn't feel it when I was tense, but now I feel the hunger in my stomach when I sit down and relax.

At such a time, there are cooking cakes delivered, which can be regarded as timely rain.

For a while, there were voices of thanks all around, and some even lamented that Tianjiao was thoughtful and loyal.

The woman gave food to everyone, and the boy who was about ten years old poured water for everyone.

The child is as thin as a monkey spirit, but has a round head, big eyes, and a cleverness that does not match his age in his hands and feet, and he is very happy when he smiles.

He opened his mouth and called "this big brother", which made these people feel very comfortable.

It's just that they prepared in a hurry. Although there was water, the bowl was not big enough. It's a good thing that everyone is a person who travels around and doesn't care about small matters. It's not a big deal if you put water in the same bowl and you drink it after you drink it.

However, when it came to Jiang Xuening, it was a bit embarrassing.

First, the woman handed over the biscuits.

Jiang Xuening took it.

The woman didn't pay attention at first, but when Jiang Xuening reached out to take the cake, she saw the white piece of her exposed wrist, her expression froze for a moment, but she didn't say anything, just smiled at her slightly.

Jiang Xuening felt that this woman should have seen that she was from a daughter's family, and felt a little embarrassed, so she quickly retracted her hands into the wide sleeves, and took a small bite of the cooking cake.

The boy followed and poured water.

The bowl in his hand has been used by others before.

Jiang Xuening wasn't very hungry, but she was a little thirsty. Looking at the bowl filled with water, she hesitated. Just when she bit her lip slightly and was about to muster up the courage to reach out to take it, a hand beside her reached out before her and took the bowl away.

The child was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help turning his head to look.

It was Zhang Zhe who was sitting next to Jiang Xuening.

He didn't speak, just wiped the rim of the bowl carefully with the water in the bowl, then poured out the water, took the kettle from the child's hand, and washed away the remaining stains before returning to He poured water into the bowl and handed it to Jiang Xuening.

Jiang Xuening couldn't help being stunned.

The memory of the previous life easily came back to my mind.

Or they were attacked.

At that time, the two of them escaped, but all they took with them was a water bag untied from the horse with a broken leg.

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, as if she wanted to say something just now, but she didn't have time to say it.

At first she didn't care.

The two found the mountain road and walked forward. Jiang Xuening stopped to drink water twice, but he did not forget to pass the water bag to Zhang Zhe and asked him if he was thirsty. But the man with the stereotype written on his face just took the water bag silently, then stuffed it, and didn't take a sip.

Jiang Xuening only said that he was not thirsty.

But when the sun was shining and she accidentally turned her head and saw his chapped lips, she raised her eyebrows and thought about it carefully, took another water bag on purpose, and took a sip.

Then stared at him, laughing jokingly.

She said: "Bengong drank it and touched his lips, so you dare not drink it?"

Zhang Zhe lowered his eyelids in front of her, neither approaching nor looking back, he still maintained his cautious and restrained appearance, and said: "The upper and lower are superior and inferior, there are differences between monarchs and ministers, please don't make jokes."

Jiang Xuening then felt a little resentful.

She just wasn't used to Zhang Zhe like this, so after thinking about it, she let out an "oh", purposely elongated her tone, walked around him for two steps, and said, "There's a difference between superiors and inferiors. That sounded nice. Then why didn't Master Zhang tell Bengong that this water bag is yours and that you drank it before?"

What was Zhang Zhe's expression at that time?

Probably his face changed slightly.

Jiang Xuening only remembered that he slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands in his sleeves, but couldn't see what was going on inside, and bowed his head after a while, but didn't explain to himself, just said: "It's the lower official. offend."

She drank the water sac he drank.

Just doing this will make this person restless, as if he is being tortured.

This undoubtedly gave Jiang Xuening an unprecedented teasing pleasure. Of course, she knew that Zhang Zhe didn't say it before because she had already drank it, and because they only had this water bag. But she wanted to tease him, handed him a water bag and he refused to drink it, so she deliberately drank it in front of his face, and then looked at him, observing his subtle affection that was not very good.

As if he was the one offended.

So I thought, I heard that this person doesn't even have a concubine.

It wasn't until later that she walked through the mountains and found the source of water that her fun was over.

Now, another bowl of water was handed to him.

The place where others have touched it is carefully washed.

This man with a rigid face is actually very meticulous and thoughtful, and he is very good at taking care of others.

Thinking about it, Jiang Xuening didn't know what kind of obsession she had in her last life, but she was willing to play tricks on him and humiliate him. When she raised her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were covered with mist.

She stared at him, just about to take the bowl.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhe's actions just now fell into the eyes of others, and a rough-looking man laughed when he saw it: "It's all old men who drink water and wipe the bowl clean, coy and coy like a mother." Like them!"

Zhang Zhe rolled his eyes and ignored him.

When Jiang Xuening heard this, she felt that a cluster of flames rose up in her heart and set off a prairie fire. She got up suddenly, and smashed the hard pancake that she had just gnawed at the man's face with her hands!

There was a distance between them, and Ren's face also hurt a bit when the pie hit him.

The man didn't expect that he could provoke this with a laugh. He was stunned for a moment when he was hit, and then he became angry, but when he raised his head, he met a pair of delicate but cold eyes. The smell came out from the depths of the pupils, and even a bit of surlyness was faintly overflowing. A gust of cold wind blew past the gate of the temple, which made him shiver shiveringly!

The anger was frightened back most of the time.

You must know that many of the people present here came out of the sky prison, murdering and extorting goods, and committing crimes. Dirty, skinny and unattractive in appearance, Bao Buqi is a ruthless character, it's better to hold back for a while than to provoke a villain.

The man didn't dare to scold back.

The anger in Jiang Xuening's heart was still there, and she was about to speak, but a hand stretched out from below, holding her arm firmly.

Zhang Zhe looked up at her and said calmly, "Drink water."

The bowl of water was still held in his hand flatly, without spilling any water.

After all, now is not the time to fight for this breath, not to mention that it may not be superior to others. Jiang Xuening finally swallowed this breath, sat down again, lowered her eyebrows, took the bowl from him with both hands, and drank in small sips water.

The bowl was huge, but her face was as small as a palm.

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

Looking at it, Zhang Zhe felt his heart soften.

There was a moment of silence in the temple.

The man muttered a few words to himself, then glanced at Zhang Zhe, remembering the scene at the gate of the city, he expected that this person had a good status in the Heavenly Church, and he didn't dare to have any opinions, so he had no choice but to act as if nothing had happened , Blindly eating cakes.

Instead, there was an unkempt man in the shadows in the corner, his eyes fell on Jiang Xuening's body through his messy hair, thoughtful.