Xie Queshan allowed the blood splashed on his face to flow from his forehead to his eyes, and then down his eye sockets.
Like a Shura without compassion, he just glanced at the mess in this place, looked around in a circle, and finally landed on Nan Yi.
Nan Yi covered her mouth and watched this scene in shock. Two lines of tears rolled down her face, and she didn't even notice it.
I don’t know whether it’s fear, shock, or regret.
Usha nervously held the knife in his hand. For the first time, he felt that Xie Queshan's mood was a little strange at the moment. He was worried that he would suddenly do something drastic.
"The bodies were thrown into mass graves. The remaining people were taken back and tortured."
However, Xie Queshan remained very calm and seemed to have no intention of being touched.
Usha wanted to say something else, but Xie Queshan's words were unquestionable and could not be refuted.
Although he had the real power to lead the army, he was a subordinate of Xie Queshan in his official position. He had just killed Pang Yu, an important figure around King Ling'an, which was considered a great achievement, so he stopped talking and led the people away. .
The Qi soldiers dragged the body away, and Hu Shayi left with the innkeepers. Only Xie Queshan's confidant He Ping and a few guarding Qi soldiers were left at the scene.
Xie Queshan just sat on the dead tree, as if staring at the blood on the ground in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xi Monday suddenly became quiet again, as if there was only the sound of falling snow. After a while, Xie Queshan raised his head and waved to Nan Yi.
Nan Yi tried his best to control his fear of facing Xie Queshan and slowly moved in front of him.
"What did Pang Yu tell you?"
"After he saw the silk cloth, he said he wanted to take me to a place. I didn't believe him, so he said that he was working in the Palace Department and wanted to escort King Ling'an to Yingtian Mansion. But he didn't tell me where King Ling'an was. , and didn’t tell me what was written on the silk. He only said that if you know too much, you will die quickly.”
"He wanted to keep you out of the situation from the beginning. He was protecting you. Do you regret betraying him?"
"I just regret stealing your wallet. People live and die for their own lives in this world, and I don't owe him."
The expression on Xie Queshan's face was cold, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You have read the silk letter, I can't keep you."
Nan Yi knelt down in a hurry: "Sir, I am illiterate. I have read the silk letter, but I don't know what is written on it."
Xie Queshan did not answer. Nan Yi moved a few steps forward with his knees and grabbed the corner of Xie Queshan's clothes. His face was filled with pear blossoms and he begged pitifully.
"Please let me live, sir. I am willing to work for you as a cow, a horse, and as a slave or a maidservant."
"Will you be my slave?" Xie Queshan pinched her chin and forced her to look at him. His smile disappeared and there was no expression at all. "You already know who I am, don't you have any spine?"
"A bone weighs several kilograms, but it is not worth a human life."
With tears in Nan Yi's eyes, she was forced to look into his deep eyes. At this moment, she was very frightened and answered based on instinct.
Xie Queshan couldn't hold back the disgust in his eyes - a disgusting answer.
A boneless woman is like a duckweed. She can only raise her head and beg, putting her life in the hands of others. But how can you expect a little thief to say anything earth-shattering?
All her instincts were to survive. She didn't know anything about the righteousness of her family and her country, or the integrity of a gentleman.
There is no need to kill such a person with a knife, but he still needs to confirm it one last time.
Xie Queshan let go of his hand and brushed the person away.
"Since you said you are illiterate, then you can just listen to God's will and choose your own life or death."
Xie Queshan wrote a few words on the snow - die, die, die, die, and die.
"You choose one of these words. If you choose to live, I will let you go."
"Seriously? Can you really let me go if you make the right choice?" Nan Yi's eyes ignited a little hope, but the fragrance just now left her with lingering fears.
"Usha is from Qi. Qi people do whatever they want and don't value credit. However, I have read sages' books since I was a child, and some principles are still engraved in my bones. Most of the time, I do what I say."
"Most of the time...when?"
"When you control the life and death of others."
“Then when is it that you can’t keep your word?”
"When you can't control your life or death."
What he said made sense, and Nan Yi was convinced. At the moment, she could only be led by his lead. She calmed down and began to choose among those words seriously.
Xie Queshan stared at Nan Yi's expression. If she could read, she would know that there is no "life" here, only "death". No matter what she chooses, it will be death. But there was no hesitation on her face, and she was taking this gamble seriously.
"This word means life." Nan Yi pointed to the word "die".
"you sure?"
Nan Yi nodded affirmatively.
"Why?"
"This word is the most complicated. I think life should be much harder than death, so it should be this word."
Life is much harder than death - Xie Queshan's face paused and he was slightly in a trance.
Death is the death of a prince, and it is a more complicated game than the life and death of the common people, so this is so difficult to write.
"Did I make the right choice?" Nan Yi raised his head and looked at Xie Queshan anxiously.
Xie Queshan looked into these clear eyes. He felt that she was just a fluttering leaf in this world. Her life and death were not given much other meaning, not even good or evil.
She just wanted to live so humbly.
At this moment he believed that she really didn't know anything.
But an evil thought flashed through his mind. He wanted to extinguish this clarity and make the world muddy forever. But for a moment, he felt that occasionally having such a stupid clarity might not be a bad thing.
Xie Queshan picked up the extinguished incense on the ground, lit it again with a fire stick, and stuck it on the ground.
"You made the right choice, but it's not entirely right, so——"
A faint smoke rises, symbolizing the beginning of some kind of hunting game. Nan Yi didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, but he knew that his life could only depend on his thoughts.
"I only give you a stick of incense to run away, don't be found by me, otherwise -" Xie Queshan stood up and looked at Nan Yi condescendingly, "There will be no recovery."
——
Nan Yi ran forward with all her strength, the biting wind filled her throat, and even her breath smelled like rust. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the mountain road is becoming more and more difficult to walk.
The conversation between her and Pang Yu was still deafening in her mind.
"What if we are found by Qi Bing? This silk letter will definitely not be saved."
"Then you betray me."
"What?"
"By betraying me, you can gain the trust of Qi people and survive. Even if the worst happens, one of you and I must survive to spread the news. I am already dying, so I die, You live.”
"But even if I survive, what can I do?"
"You only need to go to Guoyulou in Lidu Mansion and tell the shopkeeper exactly, 'Buy a Chengsha dumpling and make it into the shape of a peach blossom. Peach blossoms usually only have five petals, but I want a six-petal shape. .'"
Nan Yi was confused: "What then?"
Pang Yu stopped and looked at Nan Yi very seriously.
"Then, find a place to hide and never be found by Shecho Shan."
