Chapter 82

The young girl finally came to her senses, said nothing, and carefully walked across the iron chain. Hu Xiaotian, panting, turned around and saw Murong Feiyang struggling to climb the swaying suspension bridge. One of the four suspension cables had been cut, making it much more difficult than before. After experiencing this life-and-death struggle, Murong Feiyang had overcome her fear of heights, showing that people can only achieve self-breakthrough when faced with life and death.

Hu Xiaotian reached out his hand to her, and Murong Feiyang also extended her delicate hand. Finally, their fingertips touched.

Whoosh! A burning arrow shot through the rain and mist, and with a thud, it nailed itself to the wooden planks of the suspension bridge. Hu Xiaotian drew a sharp breath; the enemy was determined to wipe them out.

Murong Feiyang cried out, "Run!"

The two of them ran one after the other toward the exit of the suspension bridge. Fortunately, the burning arrow was extinguished by the rain before it could ignite the bridge. The exit of the suspension bridge was already completely sealed by thick smoke. Hu Xiaotian and Murong Feiyang held their breath as they crossed the iron chains, but even so, they were still choked by the smoke.

They finally crossed the suspension bridge without incident. By this time, the mountain fire caused by lightning had spread to the bridge, and the bridge was burning. The decreasing rain could not extinguish the fire, and soon the thick smoke spread around them. After Murong Feiyang was the last to cross the bridge, she swung her sword and cut several suspension cables. The burning bridge, with the cables broken, swung toward the opposite cliff, colliding with the cliff face and breaking apart. Murong Feiyang did this out of necessity to ensure that no pursuers would follow them.

Hu Xiaotian covered his mouth and nose with a wet cloth and saw that Liang Dazhuang and the young girl were both hiding behind a large tree, waiting. Shao Yijiao, however, was nowhere to be found. After asking, he learned that Shao Yijiao had gone into the forest to find the enemy archers.

Just as they were worried, they saw Shao Yijiao emerge from the forest. As soon as he stepped out, he fell to the ground, with two arrows deeply embedded in his back.

Hu Xiaotian hurriedly dragged him over, using the tree trunk as cover. He felt Shao Yijiao's carotid artery and found that he had already died.

Murong Feiyang also felt Shao Yijiao's nose and shook her head, saying sadly, "The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the open. Venturing deep into the forest was unwise." Although Shao Yijiao was one of the best hands in the Shangshu Mansion, he lacked practical combat experience and was far from being a true expert. His冒险进入密林寻找潜伏的射手，归根结底是为了分散弓箭手的注意力，如果不是他，胡小天和慕容飞烟两人可能无法顺利通过吊桥。

尽管胡小天对邵一角并没有太深的感情，有时候还嫌弃这几个家伙胆小无用，但真正看到一路走来的跟班死在自己面前，内心还是深感触动。他握紧双拳，抬起头，目光冷冷地落在那小丫头的脸上。

那小姑娘脸色苍白，却没有流露出一丝一毫的惶恐和伤感，目光竟懒得朝地上的尸体看上一眼。

看到同伴身故，梁大壮眼睛都红了，他指着那小姑娘说：“都是为了你！如果不是因为你，邵大哥就不会白白送死！”

那小姑娘既没有反驳也没有承认，只是默默拎起自己的蓝印花布包袱，咬了咬嘴唇，向前方的道路走去。走了几步她停下脚步说：“你们是想留在这里等死吗？”

胡小天没有理她，对梁大壮说：“大壮，找个土坑咱们把一角埋了！”

小姑娘回过身，怔怔望着他们几个。

慕容飞烟找了一处洼地，胡小天和梁大壮一起将邵一角的尸体放了下去，然后用石块将他的尸体掩盖起来，避免被野兽吃掉。目前他们能做的只有这些。

慕容飞烟始终警惕着周围的动静，应该还有箭手潜藏在密林深处，也许此时正观察着他们的一举一动，寻找着刺杀他们的机会。慕容飞烟的目光落在远处的小姑娘身上，那小姑娘蹲在路边不知在做些什么。慕容飞烟忽然感到一阵后悔，也许她真的错了，如果当初听胡小天的话不去插手这爷孙俩的事情，他们就不会有那么多的麻烦，邵一角也不会枉死在这荒山野岭。

山火带来的浓烟越来越大，胡小天和梁大壮也完成了他们的工作。胡小天拧开酒囊，在邵一角的墓前洒了一圈，低声道：“一角，保重，等我们安定下来，我会让人过来乞骸骨，护送你返回家乡。”

梁大壮跪在邵一角墓前，不知该说些什么，像孩子一样大哭起来。胡小天拍了拍他宽厚的肩膀说：“走了！”

慕容飞烟也向坟墓鞠躬致敬，最后一个走过来的是那位小姑娘。她将刚刚采撷到的一束野花轻轻放在邵一角的墓前，背着众人，用微乎其微的声音说：“对不起……”

下山的路途顺畅了许多，雨停了，云消散了许多，但因为邵一角被杀所带来的阴霾却笼罩在他们的心头，短时间内是无法消散的。

胡小天和梁大壮对那小姑娘都相当冷漠，即便是慕容飞烟也对这冷血的小丫头生出不小的反感。其实这种反感的产生是从知道她下手对付胡小天就已经开始了。

夜幕降临的时候，他们终于翻过了这座蓬阴山。说来奇怪，这一路之上，那名隐藏在暗处的箭手并没有对他们发起攻击。

当晚他们在半山腰扎营，慕容飞烟小心选了一片乱石丛，扎营的地方位于几块千钧巨岩之间。站在巨岩之上可以将周围的景物看得清清楚楚，在乱石丛中休息是为了避免弓箭手的射击。

梁大壮点燃一堆篝火，开始准备晚饭。那小姑娘似乎觉察到其余几人对她的冷落，也不凑过去，一个人找了个避风的角落坐了，抱着自己的蓝印包裹静静望着黑天鹅绒般的夜空，不知她在想些什么。

慕容飞烟腾空飞掠到其中一块巨岩之上，站在上面警惕地望着周围的动静。没多久就听到身后窸窸窣窣的声音，她转身望去，却见胡小天手脚并用，费了九牛二虎之力才从下面爬上来。慕容飞烟看到他笨拙的样子，不禁有些想笑，主动伸出手去，将胡小天拽了上来。

胡小天走了一天的山路，早已是筋疲力尽。攀上这块巨岩已经感觉到体力透支了。虽然这厮也非常要强，但不得不承认自己的体质和慕容捕头是无法相提并论的。他一屁股坐在那巨岩之上，双手撑在两旁，呼哧呼哧喘了一会儿，气息方才平缓下来：“累死我了！”

慕容飞烟瞥了他一眼，说：“你这种富家公子哥儿，养尊处优惯了，根本吃不得一点苦。”话虽这么说，但这一路走来，她已经发现胡小天绝非一个娇生惯养的公子哥儿，更不是她过去眼中的一无是处。慢慢发现这厮的身上还是有着不少的闪光点的。

两人一个站着一个坐着，目光却投向同一方夜空。夜色苍茫，峭壁悬崖已经看不清楚，只看到黑魆魆的峰峦轮廓，孤星在犬齿一样的山巅上闪烁，一弯薄冰一样的月亮无声无息地从远方的山峦下缓缓升起，如此寂静，夜色仿佛从树梢间的蛛网下悄然滑落，悄然就主宰了这个世界。

慕容飞烟望着夜空中星月交辉的美丽景象，抬起她曲线柔美的下颌，在月光中留下一个绝美的剪影。月光笼罩在她的娇躯上，仿佛为她笼上了一层神秘而圣洁的光晕。

胡小天被她此刻表现出的美所惊艳，目不转睛地望着她。而慕容飞烟的目光只是盯着那一轮冉冉升起的新月，梦呓般柔声道：“在你的家乡，有没有见过这么美丽的月色？”

“我的家乡？”如果不是慕容飞烟的提问，胡小天几乎已经忘记了自己原来所生存的世界。他的回忆并不快乐，他摇了摇头：“景色并不重要，心情才重要！”************************************************求点梦想杯票票！

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