Chapter 223 (1/2)
Listening to the continuous cry from the camp, the commander of the cavalryman of Divine Hall slightly frowned.
He could understand the indifference of the students of Black Ink Garden from Great River Kingdom, but he didn't care. Instead, he just scornfully ignored them and signalled his subordinates to sweep the battlefield by raising his right hand.
Cold and gorgeous sword blades p.r.i.c.ked into the necks of Horse Gang. Their heads were cut down by the slight movement of the blades, and then were thrown into big bags, regardless of the eyes on the head were open or closed.
The cavalrymen of Divine Hall began collecting the heads of the Horse Gang.
Though many Horse Gang members around the periphery of the camp actually died of the first counterattack in the early morning, from that talisman fire and from the desperate fight of the camp team, yet right now no one in the camp would fight for the military exploit with these cavalrymen of Divine Hall.
The people in the camp were just busy with treating and curing severely-wounded persons, transferring dead bodies, clearing up losses, saving few left provisions and digesting sadness and anger in their heart.
With the broken and black laager as a boundary, two different worlds were naturally formed inside and outside the camp.
Looking at the camp like a ruin and the obvious combat traces, the commander of the cavalryman of Divine Hall couldn't help showing some admiration when he imagined the b.l.o.o.d.y battle with the Horse Gang before the reinforcements came.
His eyes, slightly narrowing, were fixed on that carriage wreckage on the center of the camp, but he didn't find the figure of that young talisman master and that black shadow.
After a short silence, he slightly kicked his horse abdomen and rode it to an opening place behind the students of Black Ink Garden, who were busy with treating and curing severely-injured persons. Later the commander asked, ”Who's your leader here?”
Zhuo Zhihua forcibly bandaged the blood cut of a civilian worker's broken arm with a piece of cloth. She gently raised her hair which was mixed with blood on her forehead, and then turned around to look at the commander on the horse, but didn't answer his question.
Listening to the question, a student of Black Ink Garden subconsciously looked back at a carriage in the camp.
Suddenly thinking of the task that Ning Que a.s.signed to her, Cat Girl handed the medicine to a Senior Sister beside her and then trotted to outside the camp.
Besides mule carts, the provisions team had three horse carriages. That horse carriage of the young female Talisman Master had been destroyed into pieces by the initial effect of Half Divine Talisman, while another two horse carriages were still intact.
At this time, the Big Black Horse was wearily waiting outside a horse carriage. The light inside the horse carriage was dim, and it would become a little brighter only when a corner of the carriage curtain was raised by the winter wind of the Wilderness. There was a parcel quietly sitting on the board. From the sunken level of the board, it could be obviously judged that the parcel's weight was inappropriate with its volume.
Ning Que wiped off the blood flowing from his mouth and nose, and then cleaned his hand by stretching his hands into the water of the basin beside him. Later he took over a little bronze box and, after looking at the kind of shabby object inside it, could not help shaking his head.
”How could a girl just have such a small amount of cosmetics?”
”It's theirs, not mine.”
Mo Shanshan, sitting opposite to Ning Que, looked at him with full concentration, as if it was the only way for her loose and indifferent eyes to accurately focus on his face. Obviously, her eyes contained some confusion right now.
”As I know, the young girls of Great River Kingdom pay much attention to makeup. Last year a kind of eyebrow-raising makeup became popular in Chang'an and I heard that it exactly came from your country. How could you girls care nothing about makeup?”
Ning Que grinded cosmetic rouge with his head lowering, and his movement seemed very skillful and experienced.
”A cultivator, no need to care about the makeup and appearance.”
Mo Shanshan quietly looked at him and found that he didn't want to discuss the topic more. With her black eyebrows slowly raising, she asked, ”Why do I need makeup now?”
Ning Que raised his head and stroked her hair in front of forehead. His several simple and casual movements successfully and quickly made her waterfall-like black hair into a shape, and then he picked up a very delicate wooden hairpin beside him to fix her hair.
”Because now we need a s.p.u.n.ky Mo Shanshan.”
He carefully selected the size of rouge and casually explained, ”The people of the Divine Hall are all in mental disorder. By rationality, they wouldn't be crazy at any time, though they are indeed shameless. However, no one can ensure that they won't do anything crazier so as to cover up their shamelessness.”
Ning Que took up a blob of rouge with his fingernail and made it slowly melted and then dipped on a pure-white cotton handkerchief. Later he signalled the young Talisman Master to upturn her face and said, ”In our team, you are the only person that can frighten them, so you must look more invigorative. You can't look so weak as now, which seemed to die at any moment.”
”What's the relation between these two things?” Mo Shanshan earnestly asked.
”Though your ident.i.ty as a well-known Calligraphy Addict can awe that group of cavalrymen of Divine Hall, yet it may stimulate some crazy guys easier if you are in a too weak condition. Once they become demented, they won't care more about your such ident.i.ties as one of Three Addicts or a disciple of Master of Calligrapher Lord w.a.n.g...I know it's hard to explain this kind of psychological factors, but you just need to know that many fierce and intense killings were merely due to a casual glance from one to the other.”
Actually, from when they saw dark blue by the Winter Lake together several days ago to the joint travel and fighting in the Wilderness, Ning Que had figured out Mo Shanshan's real ident.i.ty, but it was the first time to say it straight.
In this world, there was only one young female Talisman Master who could draw Half Divine Talisman.
That was because there was only one Calligraphy Addict in the world.
Mo Shanshan had learned from the Master of Calligrapher in Mountain Mogan since she was very young. During these over ten years, she was addicted to books and talisman, so she had little experience in secular affairs. When getting on with Ning Que, who lived in the bottom line of the society and had to kill other people for survival from a very young age, she naturally could learn many useful things.
It was uncertain that whether she understood Ning Que's words. Anyway, she upturned her face straightforward.
On her little face, both cheeks slightly bulged and her eyes and brows were as beautiful as a picture. Though pale and tired now, she still looked very pretty.
Holding the little handkerchief dipped with rouge and looking at the little face near him, Ning Que was a little surprised and then smiled.
Two years ago, he was still busy with killing Horse Gang, gambling, drinking and teasing Sangsang in City of Wei. How could he imagine there was one day when he stayed with Calligraphy Addict, one of the three Addicts, in the same carriage and she would obey his instructions without any objection?
The rouge was spread on her face and gradually scattered with his fingers slowly moving.
It was neither a heavy makeup nor a light one.
Under Ning Que's fingers, Mo Shanshan's pale face gradually became ruddy.
The touch by the gentle fingers on the young girl's little face felt quiet comfortable. Especially when his fingers flowed to her slightly bulged cheeks, it touched stretchy, soft and plump.
Mo Shanshan just sat quietly to let him freely continue the makeup on her face, with her head lowering and eyebrows shaking slightly.
Soon, the makeup was finished and the young girl's pale face became obviously fresh and beautiful. The ruddy face looked extremely real.
Ning Que thought when his makeup ability became so skillful? Later, he intended to pencil her eyebrows, but when he noticed her thin and black eyebrows were as pretty as a wonderful picture, he gently laid down his pencil after a short thought.
Mo Shanshan looked at him and suddenly asked, ”Do you often do these things?”
Ning Que recalled his daily life after he became wealthy in Chang'an, and also thought of the pile of rouge powder from Chenjinji Cosmetics Store under his bed at Old Brush Pen Shop. He just gently smiled and said, ”I have done these things many times because there is a girl at home.”
Mo Shanshan stopped asking questions, with her long and slightly spa.r.s.e eyebrows blinking. She turned around and opened the carriage curtain to look outside. It seemed that her face, which had turned ruddy just now, became pale again.
The people inside the camp were busy with carrying the bodies of the dead and collecting wooden materials. They probably intended to cremate their dead fellows. Outside the camp, those cavalrymen of Divine Hall, who were busy with collecting heads of Horse Gang, also nearly finished their job, with their black and gold-carving armors tainted with blood. That bag containing an unknown number of heads obviously swelled.
Instructed by the West-Hill Divine Palace, the joint army of Central Plains entered into the Wilderness to a.s.sist Yan army. Except the Tang army in the west front, the contribution of the army in the east front depended on the number of heads. Today, the cavalrymen of Divine Hall achieved a big contribution because they collected at least three hundred heads.
Actually, this contribution was mainly attributed to the students of Black Ink Garden and the soldiers and farmers of Yan Kingdom, but the cavalrymen of Divine Hall unscrupulously stole it. Though Mo Shanshan didn't care about it, yet she could clearly feel that the anger of those people who were silently preparing for cremation in the camp was getting stronger and stronger.
The commander of the cavalryman of Divine Hall looked at the young female Talisman Master and couldn't help being shocked when he noticed her good condition. He thought it unbelievable that she could recover her strength so quickly after forcibly and riskily surpa.s.sing cultivation state to perform Divine Talisman. No wonder she could be named as one of three Addicits, just like his Priest.
”We didn't know that Hill Master was the leader here, so we offered a lated a.s.sistance. I hope Hill Master can forgive us.”