Bu Yangnan almost swaggered through the streets and alleys of Guangming City.

At first she was cautious and cautious, hiding and walking the secluded path along the shadows.

Later she found out that all this was redundant.

She barely wore makeup, except for her more tattered clothes, dirtier face, and thinner figure, but no one recognized her.

Most people don't pay attention to her. Occasionally, one noticed her, her short hair and mostly her father's countenance, and thought it was nothing more than a wandering boy.

Furthermore, who would have thought that this little "male" child, who was dressed in tatters and accompanied by wild dogs and stray children, and behaved like a beggar, would be the youngest daughter of the prime minister of the Northern Underworld?

The aroma of freshly baked flatbread coming from the Hammer Handle Hutong was more enticing than any perfume Bu Yangnan had ever smelled.

She took a deep breath and took another step closer to a sparrow.

Although it is just a sparrow, for Bu Yangnan at this time, it is no different from roast duck.

The sparrow was like a little ball, pecking at the broken grain in the cracks of the ground. However, Bu Yangnan's shadow moved slightly, and it flapped its wings and flew up.

Unfortunately, Bu Yangnan's wooden sword was waiting for it in the air. It then fell to the ground with several flying feathers. In the blink of an eye, she rushed to the sparrow and grabbed it.

It's not too difficult to catch a cat.

A passing farmer looked at her suspiciously. "This is the best place to catch sparrows," Bu Yangnan explained to him as he patted himself and picked up the fallen wooden sword, "because it steals the grain." The farmer gave her a disdainful look and staggered away.

She tied the sparrow to a hemp rope belt and walked down the street. A man pushes a two-wheeled cart filled with two large pots of tofu brains sold along the street, giving off an enticing aroma.

Bu Yangnan gurgled even more on an empty stomach. "Can you give me a bowl?" she said in a low voice, almost to herself, "I'm so small, I don't need much, I can do as much as I want." ”

The man with the cart looked her up and down, apparently not thinking it was his customer. "Two copper plates in a bowl. ”

Bu Yangnan tapped the edge of his boot with a wooden sword. "I'll trade you for a bird. She said.

The man apparently noticed the sparrow tied to the hemp rope on Bu Yangnan's body. "Boy, I'm not crazy, you know?"

The tofu brain that just came out of the pot was smooth, fragrant and sweet, and she drooled greedily, but she didn't have two copper plates, and she didn't have one.

Bu Yangnan glanced at the man with the cart and remembered that the unknown master taught her to "see the truth". This guy is short, has a big belly like a cook, and he must not be able to run fast when he walks. She was thinking that if she grabbed a bowl and ran away, he should not be able to catch up, only to hear him say, "Get out of the way if you want food." Otherwise, I'll be called the official over there. ”

Bu Yangnan looked behind him warily. Sure enough, two guards patrolling the city stood at the entrance of the alley, wearing heavy blue wool cloaks that hung almost to the ground, and their armor, boots, and bracers were black. One of them had a sword at his waist, and the other had an iron rod.

Bu Yangnan reluctantly glanced at the tofu brain for the last time, as if parting from life and death.

Although the green-robed guards didn't pay much attention to her, she felt that something was wrong when she saw them.

During this time, Bu Yangnan stayed as far away from the city as possible, but even if she was far away, she could still see rotting human heads on the high red walls, and on each head there were large groups of crows circling and crowing, many like flies in a garbage heap.

It was rumored in the cave that the golden-robed guards were embarrassed by the Qingqiu family, and their commanders became among the nobles, not only obtaining fiefdoms, but also becoming important ministers of the court.

Bu Yangnan also heard other things, scary things, and confused her. Some people say that his father has been killed by Huang Fuyun, and Huang Fuyun sneaked back to the Golden City; another version is that his father was the murderer of Huang Fuxiong and wanted to seek the throne himself; there is also a version that his father and the queen were lovers who had a marriage contract back then, and now as soon as Huang Fuxiong died, the queen became a widow, and the two were not ashamed in the palace......

Bu Yangnan just wanted to go home, but leaving Guangming City was far from being as simple as she thought. Everyone is talking about war, and there are so many golden-robed guards on the walls that it's like ...... It was like dust on her body.

During this time, she slept in the cave, whether there was a roof or not, a place to lie down.

Since escaping the inner city, she has been going around each of the seven gates every day. The Xuanwu Gate, Zhengyang Gate, and Guangqu Gate have all been tightly closed, with the addition of latches. Although the Dongzhi Gate and the Xizhi Gate are still open, the gold-robed guards are tightly guarded, and they can only enter and exit. Those who were allowed to leave were the Chaoyang Gate and the Victory Gate, but both gates were guarded by the green-robed samurai of the Qingqiu family.

Bu Yangnan once lay on the roof of an inn near Desheng Gate, and looked out over the past to see them searching for the carriage goods, forcing the walkers to open the pockets of their boxes and check in detail everyone who walked out of the city.

She also wanted to swim across the river, but the Blackwater River was wide and deep, and everyone knew that there was an undercurrent in it. She had no money for the boatman to take a boat.

Her father taught her never to steal. But whether the stealing was right or wrong, she was gradually unable to tell the difference. At the moment, if she doesn't rush in and out of the city, she will be found by the golden robe sooner or later. Although she has rarely starved since she learned to fight birds with a wooden sword, she has been a little sick to her stomach every day with sparrow meat and pigeon meat. On two occasions before she found the cave, she ate it raw.

Bu Yangnan walked down a gentle slope and walked towards the cave. A seagull flies overhead. Bu Yangnan looked at it thoughtfully, but it was too far beyond the range of the wooden sword's attack. Seeing the seagulls reminded her of the ocean, and maybe this was the way to escape.

So she decided to go to the river and have an adventure.

When Bu Yangnan arrived at the dock, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet. She caught a glimpse of two golden-robed guards, walking side by side through the fish market, but neither of them looked at her.

The vendors in the market are more than half empty, and the port has half less boats.

On the Blackwater River, three kings' warships lined up in a zigzag patrol, and the golden boats split the river and broke the waves.

Bu Yangnan looked at it for a while and began to walk along the river.

When she saw the guards standing not far ahead, dressed in a white wool and white satin cloak, her heart almost stopped beating in surprise. Buyang family's clothes, her tears couldn't help but burst out of her eyes. Behind them, there was a beautiful white sailboat, moored at the pier and gently swinging.

Bu Yangnan couldn't read the words on the hull, it was a strange character. She grabbed the sleeve of a passing docker. "Excuse me," she said, "what is this ship?"

"Boy, this is the Dance of the Wind. The man said.

"It's still there. Bu Yangnan blurted out. The docker gave her a strange look and walked away. Bu Yangnan walked towards the Dance of the Wind.

The Winddance was the ship that their father used to arrange for their sisters to take home. Who would have thought it was still there! She thought the ship had already sailed away.

Of the three guards, two are gambling on the dice, and the other is patrolling back and forth with his hand on the hilt of his sword.

After so many days of swords and swords, the ship has been waiting for her.

Could it be that he has been favored and favored by God? Bu Yangnan looked at his clothes like a beggar, and he couldn't believe it anyway.

See with your eyes. The words of the nameless master echoed in my ears.

Go for the truth!

Bu Yangnan looked carefully. She knew all of her father's guards, but she had never seen these three men dressed in the Buyan family's clothes.

"Hey," shouted the patrolling man, "boy, what are you doing?"

An Rushan. Bu Yangnan told herself that she tried her best to hold back her panic and ran away without pulling her legs. She knew that if she really ran away, more people would chase after her.

So she forced herself to come closer. They were looking for a girl, and they thought of her as a "brat". In that case, he should be a brat. "Do you want sparrows?" she showed them.

Their answers were short and rude. "Get out!"

Bu Yangnan immediately complied. She didn't need to pretend to be scared at all, and as soon as she turned around, the two men started betting on the dice again.

She couldn't remember how she had managed to get back to the cave, but she was almost out of breath when she reached the narrow winding alleyways of the hills.

There was a stench in the cave, mixed with the smell of pigsties, stables and tanners' sheds, plus the smell of rancid liquor shops and cheap dusty women.

Bu Yangnan walked numbly in this labyrinth, until he passed by the barbecue shop and smelled the boiling fragrance coming from the door, and found that the sparrow was gone. It must have fallen from the hemp god when she ran, otherwise someone stole it while she was unprepared.

Suddenly, her tears were about to fall again. She hadn't eaten for a day, and the sparrow was her only dinner.

Far away from the City of Light, the bell rang.

Bu Yangnan listened attentively and couldn't help but wonder what the bell represented this time.

"What's going on?" shouted a fat man in the shop.

"Lately, this kind of broken seed has been ringing endlessly. A woman grunted.

On the second floor of the street, a woman wearing heavy makeup and colorful silk clothes pushed open the window. "Is it that the little king is hanging again?" she cried out, leaning down, "and if you want me to say, this is the virtue of a child, and every one of them is in a hurry, and he can't last long!" she was laughing, when a naked man reached out and took her from behind, and dragged her away from the window.

"You brainless fox," the fat man shouted into the empty window on the second floor, "the king is not dead, it is the assembly bell that will ring, but the bell of the assembly place is ringing." When the king died, the bells of the city would ring. ”

Two boys of the same age as Bu Yangnan jumped past, splashing a large puddle of water. The old woman cursed them, but they didn't stop.

The others also began to move towards the place where the bell was ringing, to see what was going on.

Bu Yangnan ran after a slow-moving boy. "Where are you going?" she cried out as she ran behind him, "what's going on?"

He glanced back, but his pace didn't slow. "The golden robe wants to escort people through the streets. ”

"Who are you betting?" Bu Yangnan asked loudly, running as fast as he could.

"Of course it's the Prime Minister, who else can there be. ”

A passing carriage left deep ruts in the ground. The boy jumped over, but Bu Yangnan was in a trance, and as a result, he tripped over such a thing, and the whole person fell to the ground, one leg rubbed against a stone, the skin of his knee was broken, and his fingers poked hard into the hard mud.

She struggled to get up, her left thumb was covered in blood, she put her thumb in her mouth and sucked, only to find that she had broken half of her fingernail when she fell. Her hands hurt terribly, and her knees were red.

"Get out of the way!" shouted someone at the crossroads. Bu Yangnan was still easy to run away from the middle of the road.

Everyone was heading in the same direction, and they were all in a hurry to see the excitement. The bells seemed to be getting louder and more urgent, tinkling and calling incessantly.

Bu Yangnan joined the crowd, and her broken nails hurt so much that she tried her best to hold back so that she didn't scream. She limped as she listened to the excited voices around her.

"—That's the former Prime Minister Bu Yangchen. They're going to take him on a parade. ”

"I heard he died early. ”

"It's going to be soon, it's going to be fast. Come on, come on, I'll bet on a gold python coin that he'll be beheaded today. ”

"It's long overdue to behead, traitor. The man foamed.

Bu Yangnan struggled to make a sound. "He didn't—" She began, but her voice was completely drowned out.

"Stupid, they won't cut off his head, he's a hostage!"

"Oh, you won't knight him, will you? I've heard that he was the one who killed our old king. ”

"Fool, that's not the case, it was his brother who killed His Majesty, the Emperor Fu Yun of the Golden City. ”

"Stinky woman, shut your broken mouth for me! Don't talk nonsense here, Lord Huangfu Yun is an upright and good person."

By the time the people arrived at the square, the crowd was already crowded. Bu Yang Nan floated with the crowd. A crowd of people excitedly conversed with each other, crowded in the hope of getting a little closer.

Bu Yangnan is not tall, and he can only see other people's hands, feet and backs. She insisted on drilling forward, but was squeezed by the crowd and stuck to a stone pedestal. She looked up and saw the huge statue of the king, and she began to climb up, and although her injured hand was stained with blood on the marble, she finally climbed up and leaned down at the huge foot of the statue.

Bu Yangnan saw his father.

I've never seen my father like that in my life. He wore a thick coarse cloth tunic with a snow wolf's head embroidered with beads on his chest and a cloak trimmed with gray wool fleece on his shoulders. Bu Yangnan had never seen him so thin, and his face was full of pain. He could barely stand, supported by two guards, and the plaster on his broken leg was gray and rotten.

The most conspicuous in the crowd is the emperor in gold. Around him were four Kingsguards.

Bu Yangnan also recognized Halde, the chief manager of the Great Interior, Bai Jingting, the commander of the internal guard, Wen Shanhe, the national teacher, and others, by the way, and Tie Fenglin.

Bu Yanglin was also in the middle of this group, wearing a sky-blue silk dress, with long black hair coiled up, and several silver bracelets on her wrists. Bu Yangnan frowned, I don't know what my sister is doing here, and I don't know why she looks so happy.

Under the command of a stout middle-aged man, a long line of golden-robed spearmen kept the crowd out. The man was dressed in ornate armor, black lacquer, and inlaid with gold thread, and his cloak was sewn from a genuine golden building, shining with a metallic sheen.

The bells stopped, and a silence gradually enveloped the square.

The father looked up and began to speak, but his voice was so angry that he could not make out what he said. The man behind him shouted, "What a name, be louder!"

The father provided the volume and started again: "I am the Lord of the Northern Underworld City and the Prime Minister of the Kingdom," he said, the louder his voice became, and the voice echoed in the square. "I have come here today to confess my treason in front of my fathers and fellow villagers in the middle of heaven and earth. ”

"No!" Bu Yangnan wailed. The crowd below her also yelled, and the air was filled with all sorts of taunts and expletives. Bu Yanglin buried her face deep between her hands.

Father raised his voice again, trying to make everyone hear. "I have betrayed my king and regarded me as a brother. I betrayed his trust and trust," he cried, "and I swore to support his child, but when he was still alive, I plotted to depose and kill his son and proclaim himself emperor." Now, I recognize Huangfu Chang as the only legitimate heir to the City of Light, and he is the ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and the guardian of the whole territory. ”

A stone flew out of the crowd and hit his father, and Bu Yangnan screamed when he saw this. The golden-robed guard held him up and kept him from falling. So my father was smashed into a deep wound on his forehead, and blood flowed down his face.

More stones followed, and one stone clanged right in the chest of the Knight in Black and Gold Armor, and two Kingsguard stood in front of Emperor Fu Zhang, raising their shields to protect them.

The stout middle-aged man knelt down in front of Huang Fuzhang. This man confessed his sin in the presence of heaven and earth and the beings in between. He raised his hands and asked for the Holy Judge, "Your Majesty, what should we do with this traitor?"

Huang Fuzhang paced out from behind the shield. "My mother urged me to send him to exile, and my fiancée pleaded for her father on several occasions. After speaking, Huangfu Zhangzhi stared straight at Bu Yanglin next to him, smiling.

For a while, Bu Yangnan thought he had seen hope.

But Huang Fuzhang immediately turned to face the crowd. "That is the kindness of their women. As long as I am emperor for one day, treason will be severely punished. Tie Fenglin, cut off his head for me. ”

There was an uproar. They all pushed forward, and Bu Yangnan felt the huge stone statue swaying as well.

Qingqiu Yourong, Halde, and Bai Jingting all talked around Huang Fu Zhang, and even changed their faces, but Huang Fu Zhang just shook his head.

Bu Yangnan faintly heard her sister's scream, coming from a distant place. Bu Yanglin knelt on her knees and began to cry hysterically.

On the high platform, Tie Fenglin made a gesture, and the golden-robed guard pressed Bu Yangchen on the marble slab, and his head and chest exposed the edge of the stone platform.

Bu Yangnan twisted his body from the stone statue and jumped into the crowd. She jumped onto a man in a butcher's apron and knocked the man to the ground. But immediately someone loaded her, and Bu Yangnan almost fell. All around are bodies, stumbling and pushing each other.

Bu Yangnan was still crowding like crazy in the crowd, Tie Fenglin pulled out a two-handed giant sword from behind his back, and when he raised the sword high above his head, the sunlight danced and fluctuated on the dark metal, the blade of the sword was so sharp.

The "Xuanbing" sword in the North Underworld, that is the sword of his father, Bu Yangnan realized. Tears ran down his cheeks, obscuring his vision.

At that moment, a hand sprang out of the crowd and clasped her arm like a wolf's trap, so strong that she could not resist. Bu Yangnan was grabbed off the ground, and she felt like a rag doll, easily caught.

A face was taped up, this one draped in black hair, and a tangled beard. Bu Yangnan thought that he didn't know this person at all.

"Miss, it's me, I'm Bear Face. The man's face was full of tears. "Don't look, miss, don't look. ”

"I ...... I ......" Bu Yangnan sobbed and cried.

"Believe me, Miss, I want to save adults more than you. Bear whispered sadly in her ear. "But the last task I have given me is to get you out of here safely. ”

Faintly, as if from a distant distance, she heard a voice, a soft sigh.

The heads of a generation of heroes rolled to the ground.

In the distant sky of clear sky, there was a thunder that shook the heavens and the earth. The countless creatures in Guangming City trembled, and the pouring rain came immediately, like a heavenly river pouring down.

Whether it is Bu Yangming wailing in the high-rise buildings of the North Underworld, or Bu Yangfei in the bloody battle on the battlefield, or Bu Yangying standing on the high wall of the exile, or Murong Ke crying in his heart, or Bu Yanglin crying and fainting on the high platform, of course, Bu Yangnan with angry eyes like a wolf.

They will all plant the seeds of hatred.

In the heavy rain, the figures of an old man and a young man mixed with the crowd.

Bu Yangnan's face was mixed with tears and rain, and he struggled to move forward step by step.