moon shadow

Chapter 29

I went back to my hometown for the New Year, so the update was slower.

29

The Zhao family has a small backyard. Apart from storing agricultural tools and sundries, they simply built a shed with thatch.

The man surnamed Zhao shouted at that place: "Little Hua!"

Hearing the name, Si Nongyue's complexion gradually darkened, and a skinny old dog with mangy fur was spontaneously pictured in her mind.

Sure enough, the one who answered the call was a weak whine, and then slowly moved out a dog from the grass shed. It's time to break up.

"..." Si Nongyue wordlessly glanced at the man beside him.

The man felt a sudden chill, and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "This is, this is my big flower, and the little flower is not very obedient, she is still inside and refuses to come out."

Si Nongyue walked forward without saying a word, stretched out her hand to brush, and heard a crackling sound, and the whole crumbling thatched shed was shattered.

"Hey, my little flower..." the big man shouted instinctively, and secretly saw the young man pursing his lips, and immediately changed his words, "Ah, no, my uncle! Uncle, are you not hurt?"

"It's okay." Si Nongyue replied absent-mindedly, his attention was focused on the shadow that appeared after the debris and smoke cleared.It seems that the man surnamed Zhao is not stupid enough to lie to him.

This is a smelly and sloppy horse. The horse's original black hair is covered with a layer of mud, and the black hair on its body is also somewhat stained with unknown dirt, forming a piece.But he could see that the horse was indeed a good name. Although it was frightened, the horse just stood there and scratched the ground with its hooves, not too flustered.

He stepped forward and tried to pat the horse's neck. The horse snorted and was about to bite it without hesitation.

Si Nongyue was a little surprised, and cleverly slapped the horse's head away. The horse is also spiritual. Seeing that it didn't bite once, it knew that it couldn't do anything, so it didn't bite again, and just ignored Si Nongyue. .

The man on the side quickly said: "Young master, be careful! Xiaohua has a bad temper, that is to say, she is in love with my big flower, and the young one can take her home."

Si Nongyue ignored him, picked up a little dirt on the horse's body, and looked at it carefully in front of her eyes. It turned out to be dark red dried blood, because the horse's body was mixed with various smoky smells. He didn't notice the bloody smell on it.

It was unusual for a farmer's family to have a good horse, and it was even more unusual for this horse to be covered in blood.

Si Nongyue glanced at the bare horse's back, and said in a deep voice, "Where's the saddle?"

"Go and get the little one." The man surnamed Zhao apologized. He originally wanted to sell the saddle and the horse separately for a good price. Shrewd customers are like those spendthrifts!children.

The saddle and things that were originally hung on the horse were hidden under the bed in the inner room, and the man took it back after a while.

"That's all?" Si Nongyue looked over everything, her eyes suddenly fixed on a sword.

Although the sword was simple in style, he had seen it many times before and would never admit it was wrong.He remembered the undisguised love for the sword on that person's indifferent face...

Before the man could answer, Si Nongyue suddenly jumped up, grabbed him, and said sternly, "Tell me, where did you find this horse?!"

"Young master, sir, this little one didn't do the business of murdering and stealing goods!" The man was just an ordinary farmer, his legs were weak from the evil spirit blowing towards his face, and he burst into tears.

Si Nongyue also found him annoying, threw him on the ground, and asked, "When did you find it?"

"Yesterday, yesterday! By the lake at the entrance of the village, the big flower rushed over first, the little one didn't want to..."

Si Nongyue snorted coldly, ignored the stuttering peasants, didn't even ride a horse, performed lightness kung fu by herself, and plundered towards the entrance of the village.

Just one day... Maybe there is still hope of finding someone.

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Si Nongyue's internal strength is outstanding among her peers, and her five senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people. Although the blood on the bank has been washed by water, there are traces of seeping into the soil after all.He just quickened his pace and followed the traces to the lower reaches of the lake. If he could find someone because of the clues, it meant that the person who was chasing him could also.

Gradually he could smell a faint smell of blood, and Si Nongyue stopped.He has always been fearless of heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, but at this moment, there is actually a little bit of hesitation in his heart, maybe he will not be able to see that person in the end, maybe this impulsive exchange will be nothing...

"Who is it?" A low and familiar question was followed by a hidden weapon.

Si Nongyue reflexively turned her head to avoid it, then hurried forward for tens of feet, and finally saw the situation clearly.

An open space was cleared among the reeds, and the man was in a vigilant posture, perhaps because of the exhaustion of many days, when the pair of sharp eyes turned to Si Nongyue's direction, they seemed a little confused.There was also a lifeless person lying next to him, the intestines were exposed from the wound, probably there was no time to bandage it up, and it was simply treated.

"You can't save him." Si Nongyue walked over and said calmly, "Worrying about him is worse than worrying about yourself."

He was relieved to see Yinfeng's appearance, and he still had the strength to be vigilant, so there should be no serious injuries.

"Young master...?" Yin Feng hesitated for a moment, looking at Si Nongyue with a still blank expression, as if he didn't understand that he would see him here.

And this kind of expression touched Si Nongyue's heart somehow, he sighed softly, and said softly: "It's me, now it's time to call me master."

Yinfeng didn't say much, and called out according to Si Nongyue's order: "Master."

His voice hit like a stone, as if he wasn't weak or tired at all, and he seemed to have put all his persistence and faith into it.

Si Nongyue felt a strange sense of joy in his heart, and before he had time to think about it, he saw the person who was still fine just now fell down straight up.He was startled, and subconsciously grabbed the person.

Between the hands, a piece of slippery and sticky liquid.

Si Nongyue looked at the man in her arms with closed eyes, and suddenly thought of a beast that would not appear weak until death.