The Deadless!

I'm going to die!

What nonsense is this!

The old scholar couldn't wait to go up and slap him.

Those who know fortune tellers like to exaggerate to scare guests, so that they can pay more money to solve disasters or something, but you are too scared! It's not a scare, it's a curse!

"This god stick, no wonder you haven't had any business here for so long, and you won't do business at all..."

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to be beaten half to death now..."

The people around shook their heads and laughed and discussed.

But there was no noisy and violent scene in front of him, and the two people who sat upright across a low table were still sitting upright.

Cheng Ping's expression remained surprised, while Cheng Jianniang's expression remained calm, as if she was not listening to and talking about the two of them.

"Where's the good and the bad?" Cheng Jianniang asked.

"No life, how can you see luck?" Cheng Ping shook his head with a solemn expression, and looked at this little lady seriously for the first time, with a look of disbelief.

He suddenly snorted, a little abruptly.

"I've seen you!"

With a bang, the people around were startled, and saw that the little lady who was originally sitting stood up suddenly, and the footstool that seemed to be frightened fell down.

said that she was a dead person and was not scared like this, but she became like this when she saw you?

Cheng Ping tugged at the corners of his mouth, a little frightened and a little embarrassed.

"No, it's not the kind of person you think...", he hurriedly said, "Yes, it's at the door of Cheng's house, you are the little lady who entered the door in a big battle, right?" ”

Cheng Jianniang sighed.

"How do you know which one I'm thinking?" She asked again suddenly.

Cheng Ping laughed dryly.

"This, you can see it at this glance, the little lady definitely doesn't see me. It's looking at people through me," he laughs.

Yes? The people around were stunned.

How can we not see it? Except that it looks weird...

Everyone couldn't help but look at Cheng Jianniang quietly.

Cheng Jianniang smiled. It's just because there are tears in his eyes. This smile is a little sour no matter how you look at it.

"yes, you're that smart." She said.

Clever?

How can you see it?

Everyone looked at Cheng Ping again, so thin that a gust of wind could blow him down, and the clothes he wore were not much better than those of beggars, because his thin and delicate eyebrows and eyes looked a little shy.

Cheng Ping grinned.

"That's, that's." He said.

Cheng Jianniang looked at him, lowered her head, and raised her head again as if she had made up her mind.

"I'll ask you one last question." She said.

Her expression was solemn. It seems to be sad and desperate, and I can't help but tremble in the eyes of people.

Cheng Ping swallowed his saliva, he never hesitated to speak in divination, but this time he felt a little afraid to speak.

"You've saved up enough for a hundred dollars, what are you going to do?" Cheng Jianniang looked at him and said slowly.

It turned out that when asked this, Cheng Ping smiled with a sigh of relief.

"That way, I will be able to make ends meet, and I will be able to study exegesis." He said with his eyebrows fluttering, looking at the little lady in front of him. "What I want to study is the commentary..."

At this point, his voice stopped abruptly, because the tears on the face of the little lady in front of him finally slipped down.

by the first drop of two drops. It became two rows, and from two rows it surged again.

"Lao Tzu." She slowly spat out two words.

Cheng Ping glared in surprise.

"Huh? How do you know? He asked, and then thought of something even more puzzled, "Also, how do you know that I have to save enough for a hundred pennies?" ”

Cheng Jianniang looked at him, and a smile appeared on her tearful face.

"I, when I was a child, listened to people every day," she muttered to herself.

What the? When I was a child, I heard others talk about it every day? Say what? Say that if I save 100 pennies, I will read the Bible?

Cheng Ping was stunned before he was about to ask, but he saw the woman turn around abruptly and walk straight like that.

"Be careful!" He couldn't help but shout.

But it was still too late, and the little lady stumbled over the low stool beside her lap, and was hurriedly supported by the two women, so as to avoid falling to the ground.

"Lady's leg hurts, right?"

"Sit down."

They hurriedly said, but Cheng Jianniang stretched out her hand and pushed them away.

"Sit down, I'd like to walk by myself." She said, not looking at them, and walked straight ahead.

They sit? What are they still sitting on!

The two women glanced at each other, their faces were puzzled, and then they saw that Cheng Jianniang had already walked out, and they didn't seem to look at the road, they walked in a hurry, and bumped into several people, causing a slight chaos on the street.

"Lady!"

Everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly chased after them.

"Run!" The old scholar immediately waved his hand.

Cheng Ping also came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly and turned around to leave, but he was still a step too late, and the entourage who had walked a few steps over there also came back to his senses, and reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

"Oops, hey, don't slap your face, don't slap your face."

With Cheng Ping's scream, he twisted him and took him away.

The people around shook their heads, a little gloating.

"Yes, who let him deceive"

"Look, the little ladies who cheated are crying like that..."

The old scholar also shook his head, thought about it for a moment, and hurriedly packed up the calligraphy and painting stall and ran away, so as not to really make trouble and harm the pond fish.

"Lady, lady"

"What the hell is going on? What do you say?"

The two women asked anxiously, one left and one right followed Cheng Jianniang.

Cheng Jianniang didn't look at them, but it didn't seem like she was ignoring them.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I just want to walk, walk." She said woodenly, tears still flowing down her face.

If she still has sense, but Shicai collides with people in the crowd from time to time, and the entourage has to take a few steps to get out of the way.

The entourage on the left and right, the little lady who was dressed in luxury and beauty but had tears streaming down her face, quickly attracted the attention of pedestrians on the street, and everyone looked at it curiously and puzzled, if it wasn't for the entourage being too vicious, they would definitely have to watch.

"W, what the hell is going on?" The two women also wanted to cry, but they didn't know if they were in a hurry or because they saw Cheng Jianniang's tears being infected.

The entourage was also at a loss.

This little lady is the first time they have seen each other, and it was only at this time that they were a little surprised. This lady who can kill people with her hands. But it turned out to be a lady after all... Even crying like a woman....

"It's okay, it's okay. She's depressed and wants to vent. ”

Cheng Ping shouted, his arms already tied by his entourage and led him away.

"Let her go if she wants to go, let her cry if she wants to cry, let her do whatever she wants."

The attendants turned their heads to look at him.

Cheng Ping stood up straight to make himself look fairy, but before he could stand up straight, a retinue slapped him on the head, almost breaking his sideburns.

"It's all you, bastard, who said that my lady died or something!"

"My lady is confused, and there is a good one. Just wait! ”

I beat and scolded and scolded, but everyone was still helpless what to do.

Cheng Jianniang still kept walking, people came and went on the street, talking and laughing, when Cheng Jianniang passed by, everyone stopped and looked, looking surprised and pointing, but all this Cheng Jianniang turned a blind eye, and walked like that without direction.

"Let's go! Let's go..."

Cheng Jianniang raised her head and looked at the young man who appeared in front of her. Covered in blood and wounded, flesh blurred his original face. But it didn't stop him from getting stronger.

A spear dances like a dragon.

"Brother Higashiyama..."

Cheng Jianniang shouted.

The "go" roar was deafening.

Cheng Jianniang couldn't help but speed up her pace, approached him, approached him.

The horse's hooves rattled, and ropes came from all directions, firmly entangled the young man's hands and feet.

"Let's go!"

The voice was still echoing in his ears, and the person was torn alive in front of him, and the blood mist was overwhelming.

Cheng Jianniang closed her eyes, tears falling like rain.

Go, go, go....

I will come back to life, I will reconnect my severed limbs, but it is useless, it is useless, he is dead, he is dead...

Father, father, how can this be? How so?

"Ah Fang, I can't get by! The door is sealed! Can't get by! ”

Passable, passable, go, go.

Then I opened my eyes and the fire was shining, reflecting half of the sky red, and I cried and shouted.

Let's go! Let's go!

Quickly extinguish the fire, the Cheng family's mansion is exquisitely built, the organs are heavy, it can be attacked and defended, fire is a big deal, how can the Cheng family's mansion be afraid of fire, how can the people of the Cheng family be afraid of fire!

Mother, aunts, sisters, even if there are only women left in the house, they can turn on the mechanism to extinguish the fire!

Natural disasters are ruthless, and man-made disasters are the worst.

Hideous and bright red soul fixing flags, swords, stray arrows, and crossbow machines, the cold light that cut through the firelight.

The old and the young, the master girl, the cat, the dog, the insect and the bird...

None were left

Let's go, let's go...

I know how to be exquisite, I can build houses and paint houses, but it's useless, it's useless, they're all dead, they're all dead....

How so! How so!

The snow on the main road outside the city was uncleared, and as people moved, half of it had melted away, and the other half had already stepped on it.

With an oops, Cheng Ping fell to the ground.

The attendant kicked him.

"Hurry up."

Cheng Ping lay on the ground and did not move.

"I, I really can't walk," he said, weakly, "my feet are going to fall."

The entourage kicked a few times, but Cheng Ping couldn't get back alive.

It's been a long time, and look at the two women who have gone from the beginning to the same pace, and now they have staggered behind.

How long have you been walking?

The entourage was a little stunned, and couldn't help but look at the sky, the sun that had been at noon had already hung in the west.

Oh my God

"Lady, lady, please, please." Sanniang couldn't hold back her crying anymore and shouted, "Please, cry when you feel uncomfortable, let's not go... Feet are going to break."

Cheng Jianniang's face was no longer in tears, her expression was wooden, and her footsteps did not stop.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

She also answers when asked.

"I just want to walk, I'll take a walk."

But it's always the same phrase that repeats it.

Xi Niang and Sanniang couldn't walk anymore, staggered to their feet, and watched the woman in front of them walking on the road, her dress was covered with mud and snow, and she was heavily supported behind her, as if her already slender body was a little shaky.

It's going to be dark, it's going to be dark, and the time for sacrifice has come. Look at that. The father stood on the altar again.

Cheng Jianniang couldn't help but smile. Pick up the pace.

Father hadn't been on the altar for a long time, not only my father, but also my uncles and brothers in the family, they stood on the altar in a row, and the fire of the hunt rose a man-high tongue of fire, licking their figures fiercely.

Let's go, let's go!

Iron chains bound their hands and feet, and passed through their shoulders. As a human sacrifice, the boiling copper tripod on the side is waiting to enjoy the feast.

Let's go! Cheng Jianniang bent down and held her heart!

It hurts, it hurts!

My heart hurts!

Let's go! Let's go!

I will look at the sky, I will calculate the future and the past, but it is useless, it is useless, they are all dead, they are all dead......

"It's not going to go on like this, the feet are going to be wasted," said a few of the attendants, frowning.

"Stun her," Cheng Ping on the ground said weakly.

Stunked?

The attendants frowned and looked at the woman in front of them.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the woman who was stepping suddenly fell softly.

"Lady!" Everyone rushed over shouting.

Cheng Jianniang did not faint. Stick to the cold ground and look at the heaven and earth on the side. The afterglow of the setting sun outlined a golden edge, and the sound of exclamation in the ears and the pace of running seemed to be slowed down.

Let's go, let's go.

In the boundless night, the fire burning half of the sky, she can't get out, and she can't get out.

There are crossbow machines all around, and as long as she moves, it will rain arrows all over the sky.

What a beautiful palace, what a beautiful crossbow.

Cheng Jianniang reached out and touched the ground, where is her arrow? What about her bow?

A man who came step by step in the dark night.

Go, go, you come over and let me see clearly, why, why it's you?

The rain of arrows covered her like a net.

Cheng Jianniang closed her eyes.

She could shoot arrows, she could dance knives, but it didn't work, it didn't work, she died, she died at the hands of someone she never dreamed of...

Forget, it's actually pretty good.

Why remember... It's not a good thing.

Fang, forget about it.

Yangshan!

How could I forget! How can you forget! Even if you suffer every day, even if you cry blood and cry every night, you can't forget it!

My people! The blood feud of my Cheng clan!

Cheng Jianniang grabbed the ground and let out a hoarse scream, heart-rending endlessly.

The sound startled the woman who ran to her back again.

"Just shout out, just shout out, let her shout."

Cheng Ping, who was lying on the ground, also shouted.

The voice reached Cheng Jianniang's ears, she raised her head to look this way, and saw the man who was also lying on the ground through her messy legs and feet.

Actually, she already knew that she was not Cheng Fang here, and this was not her home.

But there is still a glimmer of hope.

As I said a long time ago, I just don't want to admit it.

However, she is dead, she is dead, isn't death dead? It doesn't matter if it's sweet or miserable, if it's dead, it's dead, there's nothing, everything has passed, why did you come here...

"It's none of my business, do you see? It's for her own sake! You can't blame me! Cheng Ping was still busy saying.

What's going on with all this? What the hell is going on?

She propped herself up, and when she couldn't get up, she lay on her stomach, crawling, crawling this way, looking at the man with a blurred vision.

Tell me, you can tell me, right, Ancestor....

Ancestors!

Tell the juniors, tell the juniors!

Why did I come back here?

Ancestors!

"Jiangzhou Cheng's family out of Shuzhou, the sword gate is broken, the Hengjiang River is extinct, the ancestor diviner is cheap, there is an evil and unrighteous question, then rely on the yarrow turtle for the benefit of the words, read a few people in the city, get a hundred dollars enough to support themselves, and the wealth is closed and the curtain is awarded "Lao Tzu"" [Note 1]

The elegant male voice in her ear laughed, and a pair of hands touched her head.

"Ah Fang, have you remembered, the ancestor of our Cheng family is a very powerful person."

"Father, what is the name of the ancestor?"

"The ancestor's name is flat, and the word is obeyed."

Cheng Ping, the ancestor.

Cheng Jianniang looked at the man, crawling and crawling, and it seemed that she would never be able to climb in front of him.

Someone hit her neck hard, and Cheng Jiaoniang's eyes turned black and fainted.

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Note 1: The setting of Cheng's ancestors is taken from the deeds of Yan Junping, a Taoist scholar and thinker in the Western Han Dynasty. (To be continued......)