After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 28

Song Sijin and Lan Chi didn't dare to light the torches, they ran stumblingly, and after a while, their clothes and hair were covered with branches.

Lan Chi's physical strength was poor, and he couldn't run anymore after running for a while. Song Sijin turned around and grabbed him, dragging him forward.

Lan Chi panted, "There are people in front of us, we can leave right away."

"Ah."

From the moment he made the decision, Song Sijin felt extremely uneasy. This uneasiness stemmed from fear. There were too many uncontrollable things. He didn't dare to think about what would happen if he was caught by Duan Lingyao. Sample.

Song Sijin began to pray again, asking the gods and Buddhas in the sky to bless him so that he could escape with his mother smoothly. He really wanted to get rid of all this.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Lan Chi called to stop.

Song Sijin's body was covered with small scratches from blades of grass and branches. He ran out of breath and asked where Lan Chi was.

Lan Chi walked back and forth nervously, suddenly found a few lines of footprints on the ground, and frowned: "I should have arrived, did something happen?"

At that moment, Song Sijin's heart was beating wildly, the more he was afraid of making a mistake, the easier it would be to make a mistake: "Then what should I do?"

Lan Chi hesitated anxiously: "Or just go down the mountain?"

Seeing that he was also panicking, Song Sijin didn't ask any more questions, and squatted down to stare at the ground as he moved.

"what are you doing?"

Song Sijin pointed to a small piece of trampled grass: "This piece of grass has been trampled on, and the marks are relatively deep. They should have stayed here for a while, and there are also trampled marks on the other side. Maybe people went there again. "

"Let's follow."

The two of them followed the traces of the escort's departure, and they didn't go far when they suddenly heard a noisy voice nearby: "Look over there! His uncle, who did it, let me catch that Grandson, he must break his leg!"

Song Sijin trembled in fear, and couldn't help hiding behind Lan Chi.

Lan Chi held his hand and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, even if I'm alone, I will take you away."

Suddenly there were a lot of people in the mountain, holding torches to search everywhere, Song Sijin peeked at their clothes through the cracks in the branches, and found that they were all Duan Lingyao's people—to be precise, they were Zhao Xiaozhi's subordinates and Duan Lingyao's entourage, but You have to obey Duan Lingyao's orders, and there is no need to subdivide them.

Because of these people, the two were forced to go up the mountain again, and they wanted to find a new route.

There was a rustling sound in the darkness, and Lan Chi's connectors finally appeared. They were two men in black, and they looked at Song Sijin rather unkindly;

"Who is he?"

Lan Chi said: "It's my friend, he helped out this time too, I want to take him along."

The man in black asked, "Are you sure he's trustworthy?"

Lan Chi said: "Sure, don't worry, he doesn't know much, even if he wants to reveal anything, he doesn't have to reveal anything."

Hearing this, the man in black nodded, and said in a low voice, "Whatever you want, you won't come back after leaving anyway, but something happened, I don't know if Duan Lingyao has heard the news, the person he stayed at the foot of the mountain Suddenly it entered the mountain and ran everywhere, we were almost discovered before."

"Can I go down the mountain now?"

The man in black said: "If you can't go down, you have to go down, if you get caught, you will fall short!"

The four of them walked forward in the dark. In order not to be caught, they had to change directions whenever they heard any movement. They should have gone down the mountain and left, but now they were trapped in the mountain.

Although it was not stated clearly, no one was in a hurry.

The man in black said: "I'm afraid it won't work if we drag it on any longer. Don't stay when we get down the mountain. Let's ride west directly."

Hearing this, Song Sijin, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help it. The west was not in the direction of Xing'er Village, nor in the direction of Changxi City. No matter where Master Song was guarding Fan Wumei, he couldn't take her away.

"Can you go to Xing'er Village to find my mother first?"

The man in black said coldly: "Your mother? I didn't say that there was an extra you, let alone that there was an extra mother. It would be nice if I could send you away together now. Don't make trouble for me."

Song Sijin looked anxiously at Lan Chi.

Lan Chi held his hand: "Don't worry...Brother, is it really impossible to go to Xing'er Village?"

The man in black said: "It's too late, stop talking, let's go!"

Lan Chi looked at Song Sijin: "Si Jin, let's go first, let's talk about the rest later."

Song Sijin opened his mouth and shook his head slowly: "No..."

"Let's go first!" Lan Chi held him anxiously.

"No." Song Sijin was so anxious that he was about to cry, he pushed Lan Chi's hand down hard, "That's not what I said just now, we agreed...you can't take my mother away, and I won't leave either. "

"Stop making trouble, there is no perfect plan for everything in the world, don't waste any more time."

Song Sijin pushed him away: "I want to go back!"

Lan Chi stepped forward to stop him, gritted his teeth, and his eyes gradually turned red: "It's hard to come here, but you want to give up? Si Jin, have you ever thought about what will happen when you go back now?"

After running for so long before, I gradually realized that the pursuers who searched in the mountains at first didn't seem to be looking for them specially, but they actually searched for people later, and even almost bumped into Duan Lingyao's personal servant.

Song Sijin said tremblingly, "I can ask Duan Lingyao, and I'll lie too. Say something nice, he, he probably won't kill me..."

"You can't go back! You can't... I couldn't save A Yi, and I can't give up on you again."

"Just let me go back, Lan Chi."

Song Sijin wanted to go back, but Lan Chi refused, and the man in black urged anxiously. Just as the four of them were in a mess, a fire suddenly lit up in front of them, and the sound of chaotic footsteps moved quickly to this side.

"They're over there!"

The man in black was shocked: "Oops, let's go!"

Even if Song Sijin wanted to go back, but after all he saw someone, he stayed close to him. The four of them were already grasshoppers on a rope, and it was impossible for the man in black to leave him here for Duan Lingyao to catch him back.

Not out of kindness, but out of fear that he would reveal his tracks.

Seeing Song Sijin's resistance, the man in black simply covered his mouth forcibly, grabbed him and ran forward, but unfortunately they were destined to be unable to escape this time.

Chasers came from all directions, forcing them to a small slope and surrounded them.There are continuous torches all around, almost forming a fire dragon. People's faces are hidden behind the light, half-bright and half-dark, with overlapping phantoms.

At this moment, it was meaningless to cover your mouth or not. The man in black let go of Song Sijin, and drew his sword backhand.

Song Sijin didn't know what to do, he went back before Duan Lingyao caught him, maybe he could lie and explain, but now he was caught...

He was panicking when he was suddenly dragged to the front.

It's Lanchi.

Lan Chi pulled Song Sijin in front of him, clasped his wrist with one hand, and held the short knife across his neck with the other.

Song Sijin was stunned and speechless, his eyes widened in disbelief. No matter what, he never expected this scene to happen. Lan Chi, a good friend to him... held him as a hostage.

"Stand back!" Lan Chi snapped, "Otherwise I'll kill him!"

After he shouted, the crowd moved, but instead of retreating, a path was diverted from the middle, and Duan Lingyao walked from the middle to the front, his eyes dim.

Lan Chi and the others retreated slowly, and the encirclement moved with them. Duan Lingyao suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, I admire you very much, Mr. Lan Chi, look at you, you are beautiful and have a backbone, but you can bear the humiliation if you hate me so much... Speaking of which, who is your master? Why don't you betray me?"

I don't know which nerve of Lan Chi was touched by these words, he scolded angrily: "You bastard, dreaming!"

Duan Lingyao tilted his head: "Wow, you really hate me so much, why?"

"Why..." Lan Chi was so excited that his hands were shaking, unlike Song Sijin, Song Sijin was afraid, he was angry, "Do you still remember that on September [-] last year, there was a boy with a red mole on the center of his brow? "

Duan Lingyao recalled it, and said casually: "I seem to have a little impression."

The more he belittled, the more Lan Chi became angry: "You killed him, you killed him—he is my own brother!"

So Duan Lingyao finally remembered it, but when he thought about it, it was even more hateful, because he laughed, laughing loudly, viciously and arrogantly: "It turned out to be that person, if you don't tell me, I really forgot, oh—he is also A man with a backbone, I broke his limbs and crawled like a dog, hahaha! You don’t know how funny he is, and he can’t even speak clearly... Don’t be too sad, he voluntarily crawled to On my bed, haha! Just like you back then."

"Duan Lingyao, you have committed a lot of evil, and you will die sooner or later!"

In the past, Lanchi's voice was clear and cold, and it sounded nice, with a sense of superior alienation.

But at this moment, he gave up all his elegance and restraint, and roared recklessly, breaking his voice, funny and sad.

The voice poured straight into Song Sijin's ears, disturbing his head in a daze.

He was held hostage by Lan Chi, and Lan Chi was so stimulated by Duan Lingyao that he trembled and accidentally cut Song Sijin's neck.

How could it be so painful.

The knife is so sharp, so cold, it sticks to the neck.

Not long ago, Lan Chi asked him if the scar on his neck hurt, but now that the scar was gone, he added a new one for him with his own hands.

He lied to himself. In fact, he couldn't decide whether to save his mother or not. He had lied to himself a long time ago. He said that he liked Duan Lingyao and asked him to help him. It was all fake.

But he is also so pitiful.

Song Sijin's heart was throbbing, and he bent over in pain, the cut in his neck became even bigger.

pat, pat.

A few drops of water slipped down from the corners of his eyes and wet Song Sijin's face.

Duan Lingyao's sinister and sarcastic smile stopped abruptly. He was flustered for a moment, but he calmed down soon.

"Lan Chi, if you want to take revenge, you have so many opportunities to kill me, but you don't do it. Let me guess, is it because your loyal master said that it would be more useful to keep my life alive?"

Lan Chi's eyes moved slightly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Duan Lingyao sarcastically said: "Oh, that's because you are bullying yourself, and if you have the ability, you can directly charge at me. What's the point of using a fool as a shield?"

Lan Chi said hoarsely, "Because I know that you don't care about A Yi, but you care about him."

Duan Lingyao narrowed his eyes: "I said that you are too naive, he is just a plaything, and he will be replaced when he dies."

What he said was so blunt and contemptuous that even Song Sijin couldn't help but feel a burning pain on his face.

But Lan Chi sneered, raised the knife, and was about to stab Song Sijin.

Duan Lingyao clenched his hands behind his back: "Wait!"

So the tip of the knife stopped halfway, and Lan Chi couldn't discuss it: "Can we leave now?"

Duan Lingyao's usually bright and lovable face darkened: "You think I'm stupid? If you dare to kill him, you will die the next second, believe it or not?"

Once again the situation was deadlocked.

Obviously, this is not good for Lanchi.

Even if he has Song Sijin as a hostage in his hands, sooner or later he will find a loophole.

You must be ruthless and push again.

Lan Chi leaned into Song Sijin's ear and asked softly, "Si Jin, do you hate me?"

Song Sijin was silent, shaking his head slightly.

Lan Chi laughed as if crying: "I'm sorry."

He pinched Song Sijin's chin upwards, forcing him to raise his head in front of the crowd, revealing his pale face stained with water.

"Second Young Master Song, if you don't want to lose your life, please speak up and beg your fiancé!"

But Song Sijin tightly closed his mouth, only showing a sour and painful expression, he didn't want to speak, and couldn't speak, his heart was so uncomfortable that his throat seemed to be blocked.

He really didn't understand why people could be so complicated.

Is everything today the price for him to lie to Duan Lingyao?Because he is not an honest and good boy, so God will punish him.

Duan Lingyao couldn't guess what Song Sijin was thinking. Just seeing his painful expression, he couldn't help softening his tough attitude: "What did you do to him?"

Lan Chi said coldly: "Young Master, you are worrying too much. I am not you. If you are worried about Second Young Master Song, let us go!"

Duan Lingyao took a step forward with a compelling gaze: "After leaving, what are you going to do with him?"

Lan Chi pulled Song Sijin back vigilantly: "This has nothing to do with you."

The two men forced each other with needlepoints, one sentence and one sentence, almost as if they were going to quarrel, the longer it dragged on, the more anxious Lan Chi became, he dragged Song Sijin back slowly, Song Sijin staggered a step, and his skirt was torn by him loose.

A palm-sized object fell out of Song Sijin's arms, rolled down the small slope, and rolled to Duan Lingyao's feet.

Duan Lingyao lowered his head to look, and suddenly stopped talking. He stared at the small thing in front of his toes, bent down to pick it up, and then held it up in front of himself, staring blankly—under the light of the clear moonlight and bright torches, The little thing was so finely detailed, it turned out to be a small wooden figure that was carefully carved to resemble the original owner so much that people who knew it could tell who it was at a glance.

Duan Lingyao held it, looked at it, clenched his hands tighter, his gaze became more and more hateful, his face became ferocious in an instant, and his back teeth were gnawing.

Song Sijin looked at him anxiously, and also at the little wooden figure.

It was a gift he wanted to give to Lan Chi, and it hadn't had time to send it out yet.

This was an accident, an accident that Duan Lingyao, Song Sijin and Lan Chi did not expect to happen.

Lan Chi couldn't help but relax the hand that threatened Song Sijin, but Song Sijin didn't pay attention. He only felt scared, 12 terrified.

The source of his greatest fear was the young man in front of him. He was angry, very angry, and angry with himself.

"What is this?" Duan Lingyao's voice was cold, and his eyes pierced through the night to entangle Song Sijin tightly, like a vicious and vicious snake that won't let go of its prey.

Song Sijin knew he should answer him, but dared not.

And Duan Lingyao didn't need his answer. The little father-in-law, who was usually condescending and fawned upon by everyone, angrily threw the wooden figure to his feet, stepped on it heavily, and said through gritted teeth: "Adult and adulterer... no wonder you run so fast, Unfortunately, I thought you were forced to do so, but it turns out that you have colluded with each other a long time ago!"

The desire to survive made Song Sijin shrink back: "No, no..."

Lan Chi was startled secretly, the situation was out of control, he didn't know what a villain like Duan Lingyao could do.

"Bring the bow!" Duan Lingyao stretched his hand back, and someone handed him a refined horn bow.

He took the bow and drew the arrow, and Sen Han's arrow pointed at the two of them.

Song Sijin's eyes were terrified, his heart was beating violently, and his ears were full of heartbeats.

Duan Lingyao looked so hateful and angry, which was the complete opposite of the leisurely complacency just a few words ago.

Lan Chi laughed at himself, he didn't expect that it was such a misunderstanding that could hurt Duan Lingyao in the end.He felt a strange and distorted pleasure in his heart. He knew that he might not survive tonight, and he wanted to make Duan Lingyao suffer, so he should follow this misunderstanding—kiss Song Sijin?Say something ambiguous?Or simply pretend to be a fateful mandarin duck who died for love, and act first, so that Duan Lingyao will live with him for the rest of his life.

But when he lowered his head and saw Song Sijin's frightened and soft eyes, he knew he couldn't do anything.

He just couldn't bear it.

sieve--

The arrow left the string, pierced through the night, and pierced into Lan Chi's shoulder coldly and mercilessly.

Lan Chi let go, the knife was thrown away, and he fell backward heavily.

The hot blood splashed onto Song Sijin's face, and Song Sijin was pushed forward by him, fell down the slope, and fell to Duan Lingyao's feet in a state of embarrassment.

He heard the dull sound of falling to the ground, and heard Duan Lingyao's cold voice above giving orders, telling the crowd to rush up and catch the three criminals like wolves.

Song Sijin raised his hand to wipe the side of his face, and wiped the sticky liquid with his hand. The emotion was surging in his mind like a huge wave. He felt pain and couldn't analyze it deeply. Only his intuition kept crying.

Song Sijin turned his head, he couldn't see anything clearly at such a low ground, he only saw Lan Chi's shoes being dragged on the ground and getting dirtier.

He looked forward again and saw the fragments of the wooden figure that Duan Lingyao had crushed.

So he stretched out his hand, gently moved it back, halfway through, stepped heavily on the back of his hand with one foot, and told him to grab a hand of mud.

Then his scalp tightened, Duan Lingyao grabbed his hair and pulled it up, Song Sijin was forced to raise his face.

Duan Lingyao was bent over, his face was half hidden in the shadows, his eyes were angry and hateful, Song Sijin just looked at him, and felt extremely frightened from the bottom of his heart.

"Let me ask you one last time, did you carve this wooden man yourself?"

Song Sijin pursed his lips, his face became paler and paler: "Yes."

"Okay, very good." Duan Ling dazzled a little water in the corner of his eyes, raised his hand to wipe it off vigorously, and grabbed Song Sijin's hair with more force, "Bitch, don't eat the toast and take the fine wine."

The boy still squeezed out a distorted smile on his childish sweet face, but his smile was exaggerated, but his eyes were full of malice: "From today onwards, you are never allowed to open your mouth to speak, anyway, you are full of lies, whether you say it or not Saying it makes no difference!"

Song Sijin's face became paler, he clenched his lower lip in frustration, and swallowed his explanation back.

It seems... there is nothing to explain.

Duan Lingyao let go of Song Sijin, and asked someone to pull him up to watch. The fire in the Taoist temple on the mountain was extinguished, but no one could live there anymore. Many people were burned by the fire, and even the old Taoist priest who was unable to move died directly.

Duan Lingyao left some people on the mountain to deal with the funeral, and brought the other people down the mountain overnight to return to the Song Family Befu.

He didn't say a word to Song Sijin along the way, and he wanted to keep it and settle accounts with him when he went back.

The author says:

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!