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Chapter 91: The Seven-Year Covenant

Shen Laibao saw that his expression was wrong, and when he looked at Xiaohua again, he was not happy, and even ...... Embarrassed?

What did he say wrong?

The atmosphere was really strange, Shen Laibao looked at the two of them, and thought of Fang Cai, and thought of Fang Cai, and thought of Fang Cai...... Eh...... Why does it seem that a strange thought came to my heart, and that thought was......

"Brother Noble Brother!"

His train of thought was abruptly interrupted, and Hua Ling grabbed his hand and said, "This method won't work, and it will burn down the temple." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Where is it so easy to hide from the sky and the sea, just burn someone and believe that it is a plate, that is the emperor's person. ”

Saying that, she also had doubts in her heart, yes, how could a person who was the emperor after all easily believe that a corpse was a plate?

In this case, there is no need for Pan Yan to spend a lot of time on the layout.

This game seems really unconvincing.

Hua Ling questioned for a moment, and returned to normal for a moment, but the slightest change in her daily life would make Shen Laibao remember it in her heart, and this short and subtle change, of course, Shen Laibao also saw it.

And the train of thought that had been abruptly interrupted just now seemed to return, even clearer and more coherent than before.

The plates that never go to the school, the plates that play in the water from the different ones, the plates that stay overnight with different them, the plates that are now covered with a heavy quilt with a chest injury, and the plates that are touched by the flower bells and are silent

He suddenly understood.

The plate is female!

It's a girl!

The others may just have a more feminine personality, but Xiaohua Yu's actions are clearly the feeling of treating his girlfriends.

Shen Laibao thought of this, his heart pounded, Pan Xiang was really an old fox, and the plate was also a little fox.

Seeing him like this, Hua Ling already understood what he was thinking. She instantly regretted that she had shown herself too clearly and let the identity of the plate be revealed. She didn't want him to know too, and if one more person knew about this kind of thing, it might mean that one more person would die.

She went from worry to fear, more frightened than when she was about to die.

The plate smiled and stared at him, slowly knowing from the slightly changing look on his face that he had guessed. Her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she said word by word, "Don't say it, go out now, don't look back." ”

The voice was cold and ruthless, but both Shen Laibao and Hua Ling knew that she was not threatening him. It's because this is something that Pan Yan has been brewing for more than ten years, although he is dead, the Pan family's guards are still there, and the dead soldiers of the Pan family exist to protect her from "disappearing" safely. Once they know that outsiders know, they are afraid that they will be killed.

Therefore the plate was not allowed to be spoken, and not half a word was to be mentioned.

There was silence in the room for a while, and both Shen Laibao and Hua Ling knew that if they left at this time, it might be "goodbye", and the plate would completely break away from this identity, even if they recovered their daughter's body, they would not appear in front of them again.

Once you get close, you are in danger of being spotted.

How could a clever plate do such a thing.

After a long time, the plate suddenly smiled, "Go out, I'm going to sleep." ”

She's going to sleep, so don't worry about it.

Shen Laibao sighed softly, finally got up, took the flower bell and left, almost arrived at the door, and looked at her again.

Since then, the plate has to live alone again, completely.

Hua Ling's eyes were slightly red, and she tried her best to suppress the turmoil in her heart. She vaguely understood Pan Xiang's arrangement, he was ashamed of the plate for ten years, and for the rest of the time, he wanted to give the plate some compensation, not just let him stay away from the imperial city and prepare for a safe retirement in the future.

She sighed, pushed open the door with Shen Laibao, and went out. When I closed the wooden door, I almost wanted to cry.

The sound of the closed door gradually sank, and the plate was silent for a long time, not daring to sit up. She was afraid that if she sat upright, she would shed tears like a delicate little girl.

She's not that kind of plate.

After being stunned for a long time, she finally sat up with her hands on her hands. The pain on her body made her hiss and gasp. Her palm hurt slightly, and she remembered that Hua Ling had stuffed something into her hand. When I took it out, I saw that it was a pair of simple earrings. It's simple but good-looking, so valuable that it can't even compare to a mountain of gold.

Looking at this thing that he had hoped to have since he was a child, the plate smiled suddenly, and tears fell on the palm of his hand.

Farewell, neighbors of Southwind Alley.

Farewell, plates

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When the temple was on fire, Hua Lang was still boiling medicine.

The kitchen was far from the front yard, and by the time he heard the confusion, the medicine had just been boiled. Thinking that it should be another batch of killers, he panicked in an instant, and the medicine stopped falling, and ran directly to the front yard. As soon as the results came out, I saw thick smoke billowing from the side room.

"Plates!"

He hurried to that side, and saw a dead body on the ground all the way, dressed in the same clothes as he had seen in the back mountain in the morning, and indeed someone had come to kill the plate.

He was even more anxious, the smoke from the wing room almost covered the top of the mountain, and the monks had given up fighting the fire and fled down the mountain.

Suddenly, a man came out from the bend and stopped him and shouted, "There's no way over there, go down the mountain, your sister is also waiting for you at the bottom of the mountain." ”

Hua Lang grabbed Shen Laibao's shoulder and said, "What about the plate, he is also under the mountain?" ”

Shen Laibao paused, "I didn't see him, it's too chaotic, it's just that the Pan family guards haven't left the courtyard outside the wing, and they haven't ...... now."

Of course, Hua Lang understands what this means, that is, the plates are still in the house, but now that the wing rooms are about to burn to ashes, why haven't the Pan family guards left!

He exclaimed, "Why don't you take a good look at him!!" ”

Shen Laibao was silent, grabbed his wrist tightly, and said in a deep voice, "It's useless for you to go over, the Pan family guards and those assassins are still fighting to the death in the courtyard, you went, but ...... instead"

"On the contrary to what?" Hua Lang knew that he was doing it for his own good, but he didn't need to, he was still alive and well, but the plate might be dead. If he had gone earlier, there would have been more hope for the plate.

He struggled again, and Shen Laibao let go.

It's not that they don't want to tell Hua Lang, it's just that his temper is too upright and he can't act. In case he shows a little bit of the emotion that the plate is not dead, then I am afraid that there will be big trouble, and the hard work of the plate will be in vain.

At least he believed that in the next six months, the imperial court would send people to monitor them. The slightest movement will kill them.

If the new emperor wants to sit firmly on the throne, he must not be able to kill so many people like Pan Yan. There are hundreds of people in the south wind alley, and they can't be killed overnight.

Therefore, Shen Laibao was not afraid that he would order them to be killed, as long as it was proved that the plate was indeed dead, then they would have no threat to the imperial court, and they would naturally be able to continue to live peacefully.

Hua Lang ran to the courtyard of the wing, and the blood on the ground was already in pools, and there were countless dead bodies. There were few guards left, but the Assassins were still standing in front of the house, not allowing them to come near to put out the fire.

The house was almost burned down, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that even if the fire had been extinguished, the people inside would have died long ago.

Hua Lang's eyes suddenly turned red, and he picked up the sword on the ground and rushed inside.

As soon as he stepped into the realm, an assassin came to stop him, and the two immediately fought, and Shen Laibao also hurriedly picked up his sword and stepped forward to help.

The sound of weapons colliding, fighting, and the sound of broken and collapsing beams were mixed together, vaguely floating down the mountain.

Hua Ling, who had reached the middle of the mountain, looked up, but only the smoke of gunpowder rose from the woods, and he could not see anything. Her eyes flickered, the second brother and Shen Laibao hadn't come down for so long, and she was a little worried.

A group of monks who were traveling with them also stopped, and when they saw the fireworks, they all sighed, and chanted with a dull Buddha bead, "My Buddha is compassionate."

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Hua Ling retracted her gaze and said to everyone, "Let's go quickly, this mountain is full of trees, and as soon as the wind direction changes, the fire will burn down the mountain, and it can't be stopped." If you have a Buddha in your heart, you can get married again wherever you go. ”

Hiding the truth and watching the guards set fire was really helpless, Hua Ling felt guilty, when the first wave of assassins attacked, the pilgrims fled down the mountain, but the monks did not flee, but remained to take care of them.

The second wave of assassins came, and they were still holding sticks to stop them, but the fire was not extinguished, and for the sake of the overall situation, the abbot finally took them down the mountain.

Hua Ling thought that when she went down the mountain, she would take out all her money and build a temple for them. It's just that with the money she saved, she can't build a temple as big as Lingyin Temple.

The birds had already flown away, and the mountains and forests on both sides of the stairs continued to be frozen, making the situation even more tense and uneasy.

Hua Ling knew that she couldn't help when she went back, so when Shen Laibao asked her to go down the mountain with the monks first, she nodded and said yes.

Now she can only do it in a hurry, hoping that everything will go well.

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The Assassin had come a lot, and he had the upper hand, but he was resisted by the temple monks, and some of them were lost. and against such a hard bone as the Pan family's guards, it was a draw. When there were not many people left, two more young people came who didn't want to die.

Now the situation changed, retreating step by step, and the group of eight people was about to be forced into the sea of fire behind them.

Shen Laibao and Hua Lang's clothes were cut several times, and the knives entered the flesh, and the blood stained the clothes again. Hua Lang is a new injury, Shen Laibao is an old injury and a new injury, and the place where the medicine was just applied has been cracked again, Rao is like this, he was not forced to take a step back by the assassin, but together with Hua Lang and the other Pan family guards, he forced the other party into a desperate situation.

As if expecting no chance of victory, one person shouted, and eight people collected their swords when they heard the sound, gathered together as fast as they could, and fled in one direction at the same time. Gather the strength of eight people, rush out of the exit without too much effort, and leave quickly.

The Pan family's guards wanted to chase after them, and the housekeeper said in a deep voice, "It's important to save people." ”

As soon as the words fell, one of the guards jumped into a large water tank filled with water in the courtyard, came out wet, and rushed directly into the fire.

Shen Laibao was taken aback, they should all know that the plate was no longer in it, but the secret guard still went in to save people, and he was really surprised by doing a full set of such a show.

What is a dead man, this is a dead man.

The man went in for a while, but did not come out. The housekeeper tilted his head slightly, and another person went in in the same way, Shen Laibao was stunned, and that person died?

Hua Lang's eyes turned red when he saw it, and judging from the fire, the plate might really have no chance of survival. He turned around and walked towards the water tank, was grabbed by Shen Laibao, and shouted, "If you do this, the plate won't be at ease!" ”

"What's safe?" Hua Lang said angrily, "He's not dead, he's not dead." ”

Shen Laibao grabbed him tightly, and grabbed his friend with the hand that had been cut to a blur of flesh and blood, and only then did he open the flesh and blood, "The plate is dead, this kind of fire, it is impossible to live." ”

"Then why did they go inside and save him!"

"Because they want to bring out the carcass of the plate, and not go in with the heart to save him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Hua Lang's fist fly and hit him on the cheek, and he was stunned

。 Hua Lang rushed forward and hissed, "The plate is not dead!" He said that he would wait for me to become a general, for a period of seven years, and he hasn't seen me become a general, how can he die! He's not the kind of person who doesn't keep his word! ”

Hua Lang's words were loud, Shen Laibao was stunned for a while, he deceived him about his plate like this, and he felt sorry for Hua Lang. But he couldn't say it, just let him feel that the plate was dead, and there would be no more such person in the world.

I can't forget this friend for five years, and it's okay for ten or fifteen years.

But to keep a secret for a lifetime, and not being able to see each other, is even more painful.

When the imperial court no longer sends people to monitor them, and then tell Hua Lang about it, this arrangement should be the best.

"It's out." The butler read a word, and took a few steps forward to greet the secret guard who had been burned and his clothes were almost completely destroyed, as well as ...... The young man he was holding was burned beyond recognition, and his whole body was about to be scorched.

Hua Lang was stunned, looked up there, and saw it at a glance. His eyes were suddenly full of astonishment, "Plates, plates? ”

The guard put the man down, and the butler crouched down to take a closer look, and suddenly knelt down towards him. When the rest of the guards saw it, they also knelt down towards the corpse.

Hua Lang's eyes straightened, unable to believe that the person who was talking and laughing just now was so gone. He hissed and dragged the butler to get him up, and forbade him to kneel.

The butler couldn't kneel for a long time, and so did the secret guard. The louder Hua Lang shouted, the more desperate he felt in his heart.

It wasn't until his throat was hoarse that he suddenly paused, looked at Shen Laibao and said, "The plate is not dead, is it?" ”

Shen Laibao was silent, and he could only say sorry to him in his heart.

Hua Lang asked again, Shen Laibao raised his head, and said word for word, "The plate is dead, send him down the mountain." ”

Hua Lang almost couldn't stand still, but smiled, "He's not dead." He trembled and knelt beside his charred body, which was a plate in terms of size and the contours of his face.

But why did he still think that the plate was not dead, how could such a person die so easily, he couldn't believe it.

There was a sudden sound of swords in his ears, and he turned his head to look, but saw the housekeeper placing the sword between his neck, his face was calm, "Master, little master, I will wait for Huangquan to be buried!" ”

With that, the sharp blade slashed across his neck, and blood gushed out.

The other guards also committed suicide one after another, and their movements were so fast that people didn't even have time to stop them.

Shen Laibao was shocked, they should all know that the plate was a golden cicada shelling, not really dead. But they still went to the "burial", which is not an excessive move. It's about making it seem more real and believable.

If it's just the plate that's dead, then maybe there's still a doubt; But if even the people who protected him committed suicide, then the matter is completely credible.

The number of dead bodies on the ground increased in an instant, which was even more shocking. Hua Lang no longer doubted that the burnt person was the plate.

He choked in his throat, "Plate ......"

Plates, plates, there are no more plates in the world.

He couldn't wait for him to be a great general, so he left. The seven-year covenant is no longer spoken.

Plate......