Then, a bolt of lightning struck down.
There was a flash of light in the dark sky.
He saw the person rushing in from outside the dilapidated temple like a drowned rat.
Braving the rain to enter the courtyard!
He was in a sorry state!
It was Song Zhi!
This guy drove his own carriage all the way and caught up with Jing Rong's group very quickly.
It was really unfortunate that there was such a heavy rain tonight.
He had wanted to spend the night in the carriage, but the thunderstorm was too heavy, and the horses were frightened. If something happened, it would be a pity if he lost his life, not only would he lose the carriage, but it would be a pity!
Fortunately, there was a ruined temple here that could shelter him!
But —
What he didn't expect was that as soon as he ran into the courtyard of the dilapidated temple, he saw a dozen fierce-looking men glaring at him fiercely and vigilantly.
Each of them had a murderous look on their faces.
They were all armed with swords.
He had never seen such a scene before.
At that moment, he stopped in his tracks.
He stood blankly in the courtyard, letting the heavy rain beat on his body!
He didn't dare to take another step forward.
He was completely stunned.
He felt a chill on his back.
In fact, before he came in, he had already seen light from afar. When he came in, he also saw many horses tied outside, so he knew that there must be people here. But he didn't expect that there would be so many people, and … they were all like this!
Those people didn't make a sound and just stared at him.
They stared at him until his whole body was numb. He took a deep breath and the rainwater went into his nose, choking him. He coughed violently a few times before he cupped his hands towards those people and said in a gentle tone, "Everyone, I'm really sorry. It's raining heavily tonight and I have nowhere to go. Moreover, it's dangerous to travel at night and my horse is exhausted.
… Come in to take shelter from the rain. I hope that everyone can do me a favor and let me in for a night. I will definitely not disturb you … "
His voice was gradually drowned out by the rain.
The more he spoke, the softer it became.
Among the group, a man dressed in purple looked at him with a cold expression.
He looked up and down!
He saw that the man in the rain was dressed in a grey robe. His whole body was soaked by the rain. From his clothes and face, he looked like a scholar.
There was no threat!
But —
The man in purple was still a little worried.
He whispered something to the people around him!
He ignored Song Zhi completely.
Although this dilapidated temple had been abandoned for a long time and did not belong to anyone, Song Zhi still felt that he had intruded into someone else's place. He felt a little embarrassed, so he stood in the rain and did not enter.
He thought to himself: I'm afraid I'll have to spend the night in the carriage.
Just then —
A voice came from the innermost part.
"Master Song!"
Hmm?
Song Zhi heard a very familiar voice.
She looked over and saw Jing Rong walking out.
"Master Jing? It's you! "Song Zhi's eyes lit up.
Who would have thought that they would meet again here?
He was very happy.
Jing Rong smiled. "It's raining heavily outside. Come in first."
However, Song Zhi had some misgivings. He looked at the people holding swords.
I wonder if he should advance?
Or not?
Jing Rong glanced at those people from the corner of his eyes. Then, he said to Song Zhi, "This place seems to have been abandoned for a long time. It's a place to shelter people from the rain and wind. It's not private property. Young Master Song, it's better if you don't catch a cold. "
These words were obviously meant for those people.
When the man in purple heard these words, his face stiffened. His eyes trembled and his grip on the hilt of his sword tightened.
He signaled his men to put away their swords and quickly sit down.
Jing Rong secretly smiled and said to Song Zhi, who was in a sorry state in the rain. "Come in."
Song Zhi saw that the group of people had already sat down and hurried in.
Jing Rong led him to his own place.
Song Zhi's body was drenched in rainwater. He walked cautiously, afraid that the rainwater would fall on others.
When he saw Ji Yunshu, he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. He immediately cupped his hands and greeted her.
"Young Master Ji."
Ji Yunshu didn't expect to meet him here. Seeing that he was drenched, she didn't bother to return the greeting. She quickly moved to the side and said, "Sit down and warm yourself by the fire."
"Many thanks!"
Song Zhi didn't sit too close to the fire. Instead, he sat a bit further away.
He didn't want the dampness and rainwater to touch Ji Yunshu.
After sitting down, he was still panting slightly. After all, he had been tormented by his horse before he came in. It took him a lot of effort to tie it up.
At this moment, he had no strength left in his body.
Bai Yin, who was sitting opposite him, stared at him coldly. Because of this guy, they were delayed in Yiwu. They had finally gotten rid of him, but now, they met again!
Bai Yin was a neat and efficient person. She didn't like people who were slow and troublesome. However, Song Zhi's temperament was just like that. It made people anxious.
Therefore, Bai Yin didn't like him.
Her expression became darker and darker.
Compared to Bai Yin, Ji Yunshu was much more enthusiastic. She saw that Song Zhi was using his wet sleeve to wipe the rainwater off his hair. She handed him a handkerchief. "Use this."
"Many thanks, Young Master Ji."
"No need!"
Then, Jing Rong poured him a bowl of hot water.
"Many thanks, Young Master Jing." After Song Zhi drank the hot water, he said excitedly, "I didn't expect to see you again. What a coincidence! Actually, I went to the inn to look for you, but you had already left. It's a pity. If I had gone to the inn earlier, I might have been able to say goodbye. "
Jing Rong didn't say anything.
Instead, Ji Yunshu asked him, "Where are you going?"
"Gao Ding."
"Where are you going?"
"A useless scholar is a useless scholar! I plan to participate in the imperial examinations. If I fail, I will come back. "
If he failed, he would come back and continue to be a storyteller.
Ji Yunshu said, "Young Master Song, you are a knowledgeable person. You can't waste a talent like you. I believe that you will pass the imperial examinations."
"Thank you for your kind words." Song Zhi was a little shy. He raised his eyes and asked, "Oh right, then … where are you going?"
"We are also going to Gao Ding!" Ji Yunshu answered him directly.
Song Zhi!
"Are you serious?"
"Yes."
"Then, where are you going?"
Without waiting for Ji Yunshu to answer, Jing Rong said, "To do business."
No matter how slow-witted Song Zhi was, he wasn't an idiot!
These people said they were going to do business, but they didn't have any goods with them. How could they be merchants?
Of course, he didn't point it out.
Instead, he happily said, "Then we can travel together."
That's great!
Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong looked at each other but didn't reply.
Jing Rong saw that Song Zhi's clothes were wet, so he kindly said, "You should take off your outer clothes and stay closer to the fire."
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