She knew that she would have to confess in just a moment. At this moment, the people below were screaming and the people above were fishing, but she was in the sky, and people couldn't even see her clearly, and no one could save her.
In the chaotic consciousness, there is not much reconciliation. Gong Yin has slept with others, and she seems to have lost a lot of energy in living. The only regret is that she didn't know how the murderer did it until she died. aggrieved...
"call out."
The sound of breaking through the air was sharp, disturbing the dying will. The wind around her suddenly seemed to gather into a bunch, and it seemed that the universe had split into a black hole. She felt a strong force coming from the opposite side. It bumped into her violently, causing her to lean towards the edge of the cliff, and then someone's knee hit her hard, and she was knocked into the air.
It was flying upwards, so the rope around her neck was loosened immediately, and she flew directly over the cliff, and there was another "swoosh" sound above her head, the tight rope was loosened, and she fell down.
A group of Long Family disciples on the cliff rushed over immediately, and fell to the ground one after another. The first one caught her knees before she was about to fall off the cliff again.
She was half-lying on her back on the cliff, the cold and slippery rocks under her body were so slippery that her body was still sliding down slowly. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she knew how the killer attacked her.
That net vine!
That net vine was tied to a person!
Someone tied himself up under a protruding cliff in advance, wore wet, cold and hard clothes, and tied himself up with a rattan net rope of the same color as the cliff. The place was filled with clouds and mist, and it was the darkest hour. Face to face is close at hand, and I can't even notice it.
When she couldn't stand and slid forward, the net vines that supported her body were the ropes that bound the man. It was ridiculous that once she grasped the ropes, it was like tying her only hand. Afterwards, the assassin whose concealment technique is extremely good, just choose a moment when his hands and feet are inconvenient to strike.
It's no wonder that she always felt someone was there before, thinking that she was busy under the cliff just now, and a person was staring at her head, and the hairs all over her body exploded.
This thought flashed across her mind, and then she drew the saber without hesitation, taking advantage of the fact that she was halfway under the cliff, she pointed her backhand at the rock in her memory, and poked violently!
Since she was **** and in that position, unable to escape by herself, then wait for her revenge!
The tip of the knife first hit the cliff with a clanging sound, and after a few cuts, there was a "puchi".
It was the sound of a knife piercing flesh, Jing Hengbo was overjoyed, he stabbed violently in that direction, the knife piercing the flesh, the person underneath was really patient and remained silent all the time.
The children of the Long family watched Jing Hengbo hang upside down from the cliff with their mouths wide open, slashing at places they couldn't see, thinking that she had narrowly escaped death, and went crazy with joy.
After a few slashes, it was estimated that no more damage could be done, so Jing Hengbo asked the children of the Long family to pull her back to the cliff and lie on the ground panting.
The children of the Long family crawled over to check her neck, and saw that the scar was deep purple, and they could be sure that Jing Hengbo would die if there was only a moment left.
The children of the Long family with eyes on the top of their heads glanced at each other and sighed in unison.
Jing Hengbo panted for a long time, and suddenly felt a bright light in front of her eyes. She opened her eyes and was facing a blazing light. She sat up and turned her head. In the white light, there are deep red and purple clouds gushing out, as if a giant clam is opening its mouth in the sky, swallowing the clouds and spitting out the flying clouds, and a round of brilliant golden sunlight pearls pops out.
Its daybreak.
The day dawned suddenly, and the darkness receded in an instant. Under the bright sunlight, the instant of darkness and death was like a dream. Jing Hengbo reached out to the bottom of the cliff and touched the blood dripping from his hand. Everything is true.
Immediately she looked up again, on the opposite side, on the cliff three zhang away, Yeluqi was untying the rope, Pei Shu turned over the cliff and untied the rope around his waist.
Yes, it is them.
Previously, the cliff was too straight and too dark to stay on, and because they didn't know where the trap was, Yeluqi and Pei Shu didn't choose to appear, but quietly lay in ambush on the opposite cliff, one was in charge of controlling the rope, and the other was holding the rope. Waist, ready to swing over to save someone at any time.
When she was suspended in the air, only those who broke through the clouds and mist at the same height as the cliff could accurately capture her position.
People who have been through many battles choose extremely accurately, far surpassing the inexperienced children of the Long family. Previously, as long as he was on this cliff, no matter whether it was on or off the cliff, there was nothing he could do to save her.
Joyful in her heart, she waved to the opposite side, Yeluqi waved back, but Pei Shu turned his back.
It's not like him, but Jing Hengbo knows what's going on, the kiss last night was really embarrassing, Pei Shu must have mixed feelings in his heart.
At this time, she and the Long family disciples talked about the assassin hidden under the cliff, the Long family disciples were shocked, and someone slowly touched the cliff, and sure enough, they touched a person, cut off the rattan rope and lifted him up, but the person was already dead .
The man had a knife wound on his body, but it was only on his thigh, so he couldn't die. The cause of death was poison. Only then did Jing Hengbo know why the knife didn't make any movement after being stabbed like this. It turned out that he committed suicide after failing the mission.
The man was indeed tied under the cliff with a rope made of strong vines. The two sides of the protruding cliff were nailed with hook rings in advance. Are there iron rings on both sides of the cliff?
The clothes that the man was wearing were also as Jing Hengbo had guessed. The iron was black and hard, and it felt exactly like a rock. Even his face was an iron mask with only tiny holes for breathing and inspection. Jing Hengbo lifted the mask, and the inside was indeed It was a strange, featureless face that ran all over the body without any marks.
Like all the dark hands I met before, the other party did it neatly, leaving no clues and no way to speculate.
Jing Hengbo sighed, waved to the opposite side, and signaled to go down the mountain. After going down the mountain, he saw the children of the Long family who had already surrounded Dr. Sun, their eyes were dangerous, like a pack of wolves approaching their prey.
Dr. Sun was trapped in the center, hugged the jade box tightly, and said with a grievance on his face: "It's not the old man! It's not the old man!" Seeing Jing Hengbo coming down the mountain, he hurriedly shouted: "Girl, it's not the old man who hurt you! assassin!"
"Nonsense!" a child of the Long family yelled angrily, "It's you, an old bastard, who lied to people to gather medicine. Besides you, who else knows that everything on this cliff can be arranged in advance?"
Dr. Sun made a bitter face, and muttered for a long time: "...I really don't want to hurt the girl, I still want something from the girl..."
The children of the Long family were still scolding, but Jing Hengbo waved his hand and said, "The old man really doesn't need to harm me, because if it was a trap set by you, why would you fall into it too. But the old man can't do it if he wants to get rid of it, you Can you deny that it was me you were looking for from the beginning?"
Dr. Sun was at a loss for words.
"Your conditions, there is only one person in the world who meets them, and you are here for me." Jing Hengbo rubbed his neck with an annoyed expression.
Anyone who is always so unlucky will not be in a good mood.
Dr. Sun sighed, and suddenly took out a whistle and blew it, the sharp whistle came out, and after a while, many figures swayed from the cliff.
These people either climbed the rocks, or tied ropes, continuously came out from the cliff, and stood silently behind Dr. Sun.
"Look, girl," Dr. Sun pointed at these people, "If the old man really intends to harm you, these people were enough to cause you trouble before. But you can see where they are, and you can tell that the old man arranged them there because he wanted to Do my best to keep you safe."
Jing Hengbo looked at the position and nodded. Those people were placed between the cliffs. If she stumbled, they could indeed catch her together, but their position could not cause her damage.
"But you don't have bad intentions, it doesn't mean others don't." Jing Hengbo said, "Let me ask you, who gave you the information that I can help you?"
Dr. Sun's expression changed, and he understood a little at this time, and said in surprise: "Someone did provide me with information, saying that there is a person who can help me pick Kongkong flowers, who has arrived nearby, and asked me to find a way to find someone. And described Your appearance and ability, but I didn't see this person, he is passing the letter by Feijian." He took out a piece of paper, and it was exactly as he said, the handwriting on the paper was crooked, and it was written with his left hand.
Another clue was broken, and Jing Hengbo sighed again without any surprise.
"Then let's keep their promises," she said in a disinterested manner.
Dr. Sun stopped her, and suddenly bowed deeply, and all the big men behind him bowed together.
Jing Hengbo stopped in his tracks, and the corner of his lips twitched—things got interesting.
"Your Majesty the Queen." Dr. Sun took a step forward and met her eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Medical Officer, pays homage to His Majesty. I would like to convey my respect and greetings to Your Majesty on behalf of my Majesty. Your Majesty is grateful to His Majesty." Extend a helping hand, and sincerely invite Your Majesty to go to Mengcheng."
Jing Hengbo looked at him silently for a long while, then smiled with his arms crossed and said, "Is it finally confirmed that I am the queen?"
Doctor Sun bowed.
"The one you're looking for is the queen?"
Doctor Sun bowed again.
"It's fake to help gather medicine, is it true that your king wants to meet me?"
"Picking medicine is a real thing." Dr. Sun said sincerely, "Your Majesty is suffering from a serious illness, and Kongkonghua is indeed an extremely important elixir in the prescription. We have been suffering from nothing. We also vaguely knew that Her Majesty has supernatural powers, but I can’t be sure, I didn’t adopt this method until I received the letter from the mysterious man confirming that you are in the slums in the west of the city.”
"How can you be sure I'll take the bait?"
"The mysterious man said in the letter that as long as I propose the method of exchanging blood, you will definitely agree."
Jing Hengbo snorted coldly, "He is the roundworm in my stomach."
"In any case," Dr. Sun said, "my king has absolutely no malice towards His Majesty, but has something important to ask for His Majesty's help."
Jing Hengbo lost his mind for a while, and said calmly: "Your king is seriously ill, but his son is not caring, and he may even have emptied him. He heard that I came and asked for my help. He wants to solve his son?"
Dr. Sun showed a surprised expression of "you are also a roundworm".
Jing Hengbo smiled. At this time, many things can be figured out. For example, the third master Hei can have such a great influence, and open such a forbidden place, he must be covered by the royal family and nobles. The purple cloak he accompanied earlier should be It is the representative of the royal family and nobles, which is likely to be His Highness; for example, the masked man who came out of the silver alleyway vaguely represents the interests of the royal family, but he is not the same as the purple cloak. He is also a eunuch, so it can only come from Mongolian court, next to the king. The king of Mongolia's throne was threatened, and he just heard that his evil star had arrived in Mongolia.
As for the messenger who instructed the King of Mongolia, he was the one who was really uneasy and kind, and wanted to take her life while taking advantage of the chaos. After killing someone, he pushed Meng Guo on the head, making Pei Shuai's anger burn all over Meng Guo, killing two birds with one stone, very good.
None of them have good intentions, they are not good things!
At this moment, Yeluqi, Peishu and others rushed over, Jing Hengbo asked where the rest of the people were, Yeluqi replied that they were all nearby, fearing that too many people would be discovered last night, only he and Peishu came over.
When his own people came, Jing Hengbo's heart was settled, and he chatted with Dr. Sun with a half-hearted smile, asking him to fulfill his promise first, and perform the technique of exchanging blood for the children of the Long family.
Dr. Sun wanted to ask the queen at this moment, seeing Yang Qiu's virtue in her face, he also knew that she was in a bad mood, so he immediately agreed, and the group rushed to the slums.
This mountain is on the east side of Puyang City, and the slums are on the west side of the city. It was no problem to pass through the city in the middle of the night yesterday. When I left again during the day, I found that the city was full of troops, with five steps, one sentry post, ten steps and one checkpoint. As long as you plug in the money, you will pass all the way.
Seeing this behavior, Jing Hengbo was the first to identify the so-called Heishan Sijun who avenged King Li, and the drunkard's intention was not drinking. In addition, the royal family that Dr. Sun is loyal to seems to have lost strong control over part of the army. No wonder the king of Mongolia did the opposite and thought of asking her, the famous royal terminator, for help.
She is afraid.
She was afraid that Gong Yin and Nan Jin had already...
She was afraid that Nan Jin would appear in front of her, so she was shy and timid.
She was even more afraid that Gong Yin would not accept Nan Jin, so she chose certain decisive ways.
Confused, she didn't know what to choose, she wanted to turn around and run away again. If you don't see, hear, or hear, just pretend you don't know anything, which is better than getting hurt in person.
She faltered in her steps and said, "I seem to have forgotten something..." Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly heard a muffled sound from the small courtyard.
After the muffled sound, there was a moment of silence, and then there was a man's wailing, which was suppressed desperately after only half a sound.
Jing Hengbo immediately forgot what he was going to say, and in a flash, he had already rushed into the small courtyard.
Then she froze at the door of the room.
The door of Gong Yin's room was open, and Long Zhai was standing at the door, leaning on the door frame. This old man with a back like a javelin was trembling slightly at this moment, and his rickety was as old as a dying man.
He blocked the narrow door, and Jing Hengbo couldn't see what was in the dark room. He could only see a thick, dark red liquid near the door, gathering silently, forming a dazzling pool under the threshold. bright red.
That blood volume...
With a "buzz" in Jing Hengbo's mind, and a scream of "ah", he rushed over and threw Long Zhai off, forcibly flipping Long Zhai into a somersault, and rushed into the house.
She was so shocked that she forgot that she could teleport, ran too fast and tripped under the threshold and fell suddenly. This fall directly hit the edge of the bed, and her jaw hit the edge of the bed hard. She took off the white sash hanging down beside the bed, wanting to raise her head in fear but not daring to raise her head.
Suddenly a cool hand wrapped around her chin, and gently rubbed her. Gong Yin's faint voice rang above his head, "Hengbo, I'm fine, don't be afraid."
Jing Hengbo burst into tears, but forced her back in an instant. She could hear the tiredness and desolation in Gong Yin's voice. The ecstasy that she wanted to pounce on at this moment was frozen by the desolate tone. At the same time, she smelled The strong smell of blood at the end of her nose made her numb for a moment, she gritted her teeth and slowly turned her head.
On the other side of the bed, beside Gong Yin's knees, Nan Jin was lying on the side of the bed with her, looking at her with wide eyes.
Jing Hengbo didn't know until today that Nan Jin's eyes were so big. At this moment, the light in the pupils was about to fade, but the pupils were extremely black and deep. Staring at her with such a black light, she even thought of the word "Pearl" in a trance.
It turned out that this pale and stiff woman also had a pair of eyes that were gliding with light, but she didn't care about it before, and no one cared about it.
She watched helplessly as the light in those pearl-like eyes gradually faded away.
Someone behind her seemed to be crying, begging, and pulling Dr. Sun forward desperately. She could clearly hear Dr. Sun sighing, "...her chest and lungs have exploded, and her heart is gone. How can I save her!"
Jing Hengbo's eyes slowly turned down. He didn't want to see it, but he had to see it. Half of the wooden couch was dripping with blood. Nan Jin's body was always leaning against the wooden couch. Under the cover of the wooden boards, it was shocking.
She asked coldly: "Why is this happening? She...does she want to teach you the exercises like last time..."
Nan Jin is a self-respecting woman. She never wants to climb into Gong Yin's bed when she has her own. It's an insult to him as well as her. Jing Hengbo remembered that last time she would rather sacrifice herself to pass on her skills than have a romantic relationship with Gong Yin.
But she never thought that the consequences would be so tragic.
How could the practice be passed on like this? Did it succeed in passing it on like this?
"No," came Long Zhai's painful voice, "She can't forcefully pass on the skills this time, the Patriarch won't be able to bear it. There is only... only one way to combine..."
"Then why is this..."
Nan Jin's body retreated slowly, covering the ground like a **** leaf. It was only at this time that Jing Hengbo saw that she had exploded from the heart to the abdomen. It looked like her body had imploded, and her death was horrible.
Chunshui howled and rushed over, covering her body with a piece of clothing.
Jing Hengbo stared blankly at Nan Jin's face. Her face was calm until she died, the lines on her lips were relaxed, but there was a sad and determined expression in her eyes. At the moment of dying, she must have made a mistake. A tragic and liberating decision.
Jing Hengbo supported the wooden couch and stood up in a daze. Her eyes wandered around the room, but she couldn't fall on Nan Jin's corpse.
In the face of this woman's silent but determined death, she suddenly realized her selfishness.
Her evasion was called letting go, but in fact, she pushed the most difficult life-or-death decision to Nan Jin.
Nan Jin once had an experience that she would rather sacrifice than fit together. She should have thought that Nan Jin would still choose to die this time to keep her and Gong Yin's dignity.
Or, keep the purest feelings in the woman's heart.
It was she who heard Long Zhai's words and knew that this time she had no choice. Gong Yin's situation was no better than before, and Nan Jin's sacrifice would only be in vain. She didn't think about asking Nan Jin what she wanted to do, and she didn't think about helping Nan Jin, throwing all the love and troubles of life and death in front of her.
Nan Jin saved Gong Yin for her, but she pushed her into the abyss of death.
She suddenly felt very cold and shivered in a pool of blood. Those bright bloodstains were like a mirror, in which she saw her distortion and paleness.
That weird woman who only ate rice and water and washed her food with the wind from the sky, she never enjoyed the blessings of the world, but suffered the most suffering in the world. How could fate give her such a tragic ending?
Jing Hengbo slowly leaned on the wooden couch, covering his face with his hands... This is her debt, the debt of her and Gong Yin's life, how to make it up... how to make it up!
Holding her shoulders with both hands, Gong Yin was gently pulling her into his arms, Jing Hengbo struggled to break free, at least at this moment, she couldn't immediately fall into Gong Yin's arms in front of Nan Jin, and immediately enjoy what the woman bought back with her life. The warmth of her lover.
Gong Yin also changed his movements, patted her on the back, and said in a low voice: "Don't cry, her last words are no regrets."
No regrets, even if you live for others, suffer for others, die for others in this life, you will have no regrets after all.
Just, do you really have no regrets? Such a life?
At the end of the day, she may have dedicated herself to Gong Yin without regret, but didn't she also regret her own existence and coming, and would rather never have this life?
"Bury her in your Long family's cemetery..." she murmured.
Gong Yin paused and said, "Okay."
No one objected to this decision. Nan Jinhui was the only person with a foreign surname who was not married to the head of the family but was buried in the Long family's ancestral grave.
Jing Hengbo didn't understand what this meant to the Long family, but she didn't want to care about it either. Nan Jin had preserved her complete Gong Yin, and nothing was more important than this, even her status.
The members of the Long family carried the corpse out silently. Jing Hengbo struggled to stand up. She wanted to send Nan Jin off for the last time. She wanted Nan Jin to go clean and beautiful. Even the rice and water would be washed by the wind. A woman who is only willing to enter, she must not want to walk uncleanly by herself.
In the hut next door, Jing Hengbo took out all the cosmetics he brought with him, and for the first time in his life, he put makeup on the dead.
The light from the oil lamp was terrible, and she carefully traced the outline of the woman under her fingers to cover up her paleness and make her beautiful. She didn't realize until today that Nan Jin had the same exquisite facial features.
She was supposed to grow freely in the countryside. The spring impatiens dyed her nails, and the winter plum blossoms made a face powder. She dressed up carefully in her hut, dreaming all the dreams that a cardamom girl would dream, and finally grew into an exquisite pearl. A little girl in my life, maybe poor or simple, but she can enjoy the freest life in her best years, and marry the most suitable person at her youngest age.
Her black eyebrows are green, her red lips are gorgeous, and the last stroke outlines the corners of the flying eyes, but the pearl-like pupils can no longer be described.
When finishing the pen, a tear fell on Nan Jin's cheek, and it flowed like pearls under the lamp.
Jing Hengbo sat quietly on the ground, watching the children of the Long family carry Nan Jin out. They would first cremate her and bury her ashes in the Long family cemetery.
The lamp oil gradually burned out, and someone walked in gently, and hugged her just before the darkness approached.
Jing Hengbo silently leaned on his shoulder, feeling his slightly warm body temperature, feeling desolate and grateful at this moment, so he could only hug his shoulder silently.
Gong Yin stroked her hair lightly, there was still a faint smell of blood in the room, he thought that in order to stop Nan Jin from being desperate, he did not hesitate to hug her tightly and restrain her Jianjing acupoint, but she was so stubborn, To use such a method to seek a solution as a last resort...
This life, after all, owes her.
The two sat on the ground hugging each other, cuddling on the floor in the moonlight.
Gradually, soft conversations sounded in the darkness.
"Are you really well?"
"alright."
"All right?"
"Um."
"Then why..."
"Hengbo, for Nan Jin's sake, don't ask again."
"...I won't ask any more, but you promise me that for Nan Jin and to live up to her sacrifice, no matter what, you will live a good life."
"…I promise."
"Gong Yin."
"Um…"
"Let's go. Go back to Tortoiseshell, back to Heishui, back to your ancestral land of the Long family, wherever you want, don't care about the right and wrong of this great wilderness, whether it's Mongolia, Emperor Song, asking for help, or ostracizing, We should not have to bear these burdens. I am tired, tired, tired of seeing sacrifice and death, and even more afraid of the sacrifice and death of those around me. People, have been to the most innocent days, okay?"
"…good."