Destiny Blessed Girl

Chapter 282 Going North

When Ouyang Jingcheng got the letter, he immediately opened it in front of Yi Cheng, and the eyes of Yi Cheng who was on the side almost popped out, thinking that this person came to help His Royal Highness get the letter, didn't he?Why do you look like yourself?The warrant just now can't be fake, right?

Just when Yi Cheng was thinking wildly, Ouyang Jingcheng had finished reading the letter, his expression was very bad, he folded the letter randomly, stuffed it in his arms, turned and left.

Back in Bodhi Lane, Ouyang Jingcheng asked his nephew Ouyang Changping to ask, "Have you found that demon way yet?"

Ouyang Changping shook his head, "The demon Taoist must have got some rumors, and he slipped away before we arrived at Yuhua Mountain, leaving only a little Taoist boy in the temple. Come on, but I found a bloody room in the farm mentioned by Gu Chinian. The ground inside was buried with a thin layer of soil. After clearing it, I saw some strange patterns. It's the method of blood sacrifice she mentioned, using young children." When Ouyang Changping said this, his heart was full of disgust, even disgusting, he was called "brother" by such a person for several days, and he gave such a People have given gifts, and they can't even think about it, and when they think about it, they get angry.

Ouyang Jingcheng said: "Keep looking, dig three feet and find him." Judging from the things Gu Zhinian explained, this demon must have other plans, and it must be related to An'er.In other words, An'er has been in extreme danger if he hasn't found the demon way for a day.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable his heart felt like being poured with hot oil, and finally made up his mind, "Chang Ping, I will leave everything here to you, and I will go to the north."

Ouyang Changping was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed Ouyang Jingcheng's arm, and said anxiously: "Uncle, you can't go, how can I do this matter of dispatching troops, I can't handle it."

Ouyang Jingcheng patted his nephew on the shoulder, "If you can't make up your mind, you can ask your mother. If you can't, then go to the palace and ask the crown prince." As long as there is no peace for a day, I am worried all day long, afraid that my daughter will encounter some unsolvable things outside, and I am afraid that the demon will do some evil tricks to harm her daughter. In short, I am thinking wildly all day and all night. A lot of things were thrown out, anyway, for him, there was nothing more important than his daughter, if Da Jin was going to die, he would die, he couldn't control it anymore.

When Ye Canglan got the news, Ouyang Jingcheng had already left the capital and embarked on the journey to the north.

Ye Canglan was speechless for a while, and envious for a while. He also wanted to leave this cage, soar in a wider world, do what he likes, and find the girl he loves.

But he can't, he has a heavy burden on his shoulders, and the subjects of the Jin Dynasty are in it, which is a responsibility he can't take off, at least not yet.

Gu Zhi'an didn't know that someone had already embarked on the road to find her good daughter. She was treating the wounded soldiers who had just been sent in the medical tent at this time. The number of wounded soldiers sent in these two days was obviously much less. It can be seen that although the battle was fierce, One's own side is occupying the favorable side.

The curtain behind her was lifted, and a light and shadow fell into it, and then disappeared. When she heard someone shouting 'General', she knew that Chu Yuanyan was coming.

After two days of recuperation, his back injury healed a lot, he didn't have a fever anymore, and his energy level was high, so he got permission from Doctor Wang to leave his camp.

Gu Zhian didn't turn his head back, and continued with his movements, asking the wounded soldier in front of him some questions in a soft voice, trying to divert the wounded soldier's attention and make him feel less uncomfortable.

The wounded soldier was young, seventeen or eighteen years old at most, and his face was still a little childish, and he spoke intermittently because of the pain.

But from the beginning to the end, he never yelled out a cry of pain, never shed a single tear, and he always gritted his teeth and endured it.

Gu Zhian felt uncomfortable, and the movements of his hands became more gentle, and he asked in a low voice: "Have you married a wife yet?"

The young man smiled and shook his head, "Not yet, but I'm engaged, she said she would wait for me, and when I earn military merits, I'll go back and marry her."

The boy's smile gradually became bitter. He looked down at his injured leg and asked, "Can I still stand up?"

(End of this chapter)