Chapter Ninety-Four: Bloody Rain

Zeng Xie's eyes did not have the optimism of those people, his eyes moved slightly, full of sighs, where could it be so easy? "God help me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Hearing Zeng Xie sigh like this, those people looked at each other and smiled.

Compared with Zeng Xie's relaxation, in the other big tent, someone's face was obviously a little unsightly.

"What's going on over there?" Adjutant Deng reached out and grabbed the person who had just come in and asked in a low voice. "Didn't you say it was foolproof? Why is this fire burning so strongly? ā€

"What's the hurry?" The man looked up, and it was the dumb man that Adjutant Deng had said this morning.

At this time, he patted the folds that were caught by Adjutant Deng slowly, "It's just that a few tents have been burned, and the bigger the trouble, the faster the news of General Chen being burned to death will spread." ā€

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

Adjutant Deng also knew that what this person said was right, but he was faintly uneasy in his heart.

Quietly stared at the person in front of him. "Are you sure there are no problems?"

"Don't worry!" The man smiled slightly, reached out and patted Adjutant Deng's shoulder. Seeing Adjutant Deng resisting his touch so much, he smiled, revealing a mouth full of big white teeth.

"Don't you think it's a little late?"

The man's palm seemed to have unintentionally touched Adjutant Deng's neck, causing Adjutant Deng to take a step back. "What are you afraid of?"

The man's voice was low, like the slow whispering of a lover's ear. "As long as you don't betray us, you don't need to be afraid of anything."

After saying this, the man seemed to think it was funny, and actually began to laugh wildly.

Adjutant Deng's face turned blue and white for a while, staring at the person in front of him, and after a while, he gave up as if he had no choice.

Adjutant Deng thought about it for a moment and looked at the man in front of him fixedly.

The man was stared at by Adjutant Deng like this, his voice stopped abruptly, and he frowned in displeasure. "What do you want to ask?"

Knowing that his eyes had angered the man, Adjutant Deng couldn't care so much about it, and asked hurriedly. "And the people you sent have returned?"

As if reminded by Adjutant Deng, the man pondered for a moment, "Not yet." ā€

"Never?" Adjutant Deng's heart tightened.

The man glanced at Adjutant Deng, and seemed to see a trace of fear in his eyes, and immediately sneered disdainfully. "What are you afraid of?"

"Are you afraid that your old master will escape from the fire? Or are you afraid of being possessed by him in the middle of the night? ā€

Adjutant Deng's face turned dark and he said in a low voice. "Where is that?"

The man scoffed and explained lightly. "Now that the fire is burning so strongly, after he starts, maybe he is afraid of being discovered and hides, what is the hurry?"

With that, the man's gaze swept over Adjutant Deng. "You still don't know the character of your old master?"

Hearing this, Adjutant Deng thought slightly, and the man's words were not unreasonable. If General Chen is okay, even if he knows that someone has infiltrated and wants to kill him, according to his urine nature, he will definitely come out at this moment to prove that he is fine.

Now that the fire has burned clean, it is indeed strange that General Chen has not come up.

It's just that even if he knows it in his heart, Adjutant Deng still can't stop worrying.

Adjutant Deng pressed his heart, still feeling uneasy. He stood up suddenly, and the man just lazily lifted his eyes.

Let Adjutant Deng go.

Adjutant Deng had something in his heart, and his steps naturally moved greatly, and when he reached the place where he walked into the water, the fire had been extinguished with the concerted efforts of everyone.

The leading patrol soldier saw Adjutant Deng's gloomy face and immediately greeted him. "Adjutant."

"What is the reason?" Adjutant Deng asked in a deep voice, but his eyes did not take his eyes off the tent that had been burned into black charcoal. "Where's the general?"

"General him." The patrol soldier was nervous and stopped, and under the forced gaze of Adjutant Deng, he led Adjutant Deng to a charred corpse.

Adjutant Deng squatted down and looked at the charred corpse in front of him.

I listened to the patrolman's chatter. "The cause of the fire is probably the candelabra in the tent that has collapsed, and the weather is dry..."

In fact, what candlesticks have fallen, and the weather is dry and dry are all excuses, if it were not for the wanton arson, where would the fire have started so quickly?

The one who speaks opens his eyes and speaks nonsense, and hears it with great understanding in his heart. But it's always necessary to put on a show and go through the motions.

Adjutant Deng listened to the casual nonsense of the person in his ear, looked at the burned corpse, and his mouth was mixed, and he didn't know what to think.

Although the clothes worn by the man's corpse have been burned to a large extent, it can still be identified from the occasional shabby place that it is the one General Chen is wearing today.

"Adjutant, mourning and change." The man glanced at Adjutant Deng's slightly complicated expression, and his voice deliberately raised a pitch.

Interrupted by someone in a trance, how much better can Adjutant Deng's face be?

It's just that his eyes flashed and he wailed. "General, why are you so careless?"

Hearing this, Adjutant Deng, who was still a little calm, trembled all over at this moment, as if he was about to pounce on the charred corpse that could not be seen.

The soldiers standing around under martial law couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and their eyes were suddenly full of something.

Fortunately, the patrolman on the side quickly grabbed Adjutant Deng, which prevented Adjutant Deng from pounced on the corpse.

It's just that Adjutant Deng is a high-headed man after all, and the patrolman almost didn't stumble, he fell down, and after looking back a few times, Adjutant Deng immediately surrounded a group of people.

Only then did he barely hold Adjutant Deng, who was overly grieving.

Babbling comforted.

It's just that no matter how others persuaded him, Adjutant Deng had an indifferent look on his face, and finally pushed away the hands that restrained him.

Got down on his knees and coughed the corpse three times.

Adjutant Deng is the youngest among several adjutants, but these soldiers see the general's special care and trust in him on weekdays.

At this moment, seeing Adjutant Deng's mournful appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little sad and sighing in his heart, after all, General Chen was a person who had been on the battlefield, and he had never been left in such a vicious place on the battlefield.

And now he died in an unknown fire?

The people in front watched with joy, but the people in the back were full of ridicule.

"Brother Xie." The kid who followed Zeng Xie saw Adjutant Deng doing this, and his eyes were a little dazed. "What are they doing?"

It wasn't Zeng Xie who answered him, it was another person who lowered his voice and looked sarcastic. "What else can you do?"

"The cat is crying."

"What can it do? Who is this man crying to when he is dead? ā€

They were talking happily, but Zeng Xie stared at Adjutant Deng expressionlessly, this is very friendly, and there are at least five points of true affection.

As for whether it is useful, Zeng Xie hooked the corner of his lips.

At least in the eyes of these soldiers, the fire would have been an accident.

Their beloved general, who escaped the bloody storm on the battlefield, fell in the fire. (To be continued.) )