The fire was blazing......

The light of the fire could be seen in the distance

Even across a hill, An Jing outside the city still felt the heat wave coming from the surface, and the heat seemed to seep through the skin, burning straight to the bones.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was faintly heard.

"It's not good, it wouldn't be good if it was discovered," An Jing thought to herself. Looking around, I found a hidden bush and hid.

"Drive!"

A team of people and horses galloped mightily, and the flying dust stirred up made An Jing almost unable to breathe, but she didn't dare to move, and she didn't even dare to cough, because this is the only way to Chang'an, it is better to observe carefully, An Jing thought to herself.

The person who started seemed to be familiar and familiar, and there seemed to be something in the burden on the horse's back, but the speed was too fast, An Jing didn't see it clearly, only vaguely saw the red Houfu brand on the horse's head, and the other party whistled past. The sound of the horse's hooves grew farther and farther away, and it was not until she could no longer hear that An Jing sneaked out of the grass.

When she was wondering, An Jing inadvertently glanced at it and saw a reddish-brown stall on the road, so she walked closer, pinched up some sand, twisted her fingers, and sniffed it in front of her nose.

"It's blood!" An Jing was shocked, and even though he felt that his voice was too loud, he hurriedly covered his mouth, "There is an accident in the house!" Will the palace master and Su Yu ......" An Jing didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he pulled his legs and ran to the city gate.

It didn't take long for it to rain heavily, originally in an arid place like the northwest, rain was as expensive as oil, but whenever it rained, the people would sincerely thank God, but An Jing didn't have this mind now, drenched in the rain, and ran to the Hou of Hening's mansion with all her strength, when she arrived, the rain had stopped, and the sky was completely dark.

An Jing thought about it, but chose to sneak in through the corner door in the backyard. But the door was now open, and it was not locked as usual. An Jing couldn't help but feel worried, could it be...

As soon as he entered the house, An Jing was stunned in place, his legs were heavy, and he forgot to take a step. As far as the eye could see, there were corpses everywhere. The fires that had been extinguished by the rain did not seem to be reconciled, several houses were still billowing with smoke, and the scorched wood not far away still carried the flickering sparks, and it seemed that the residual heat could still be felt. The blood on the ground was washed to the corner of the wall by the rain, and even the smell of the earth was mixed with the smell of blood and burning, as if to tell the horrific killing not long ago.

After a long time, An Jing came back to his senses, tried to force himself to calm down a little, and then searched the main hall and backyard, but there was no one. To be precise, there is not a single living person. Heninghou, Chongming, and Chongkang are all gone.

With the last bit of hope, An Jing ran towards Gong Suzhong's courtyard.

"Master Gong? Su Yu? Gong ......" Before An Jing could shout the rest of the words, he saw Gong Suzhong, who was lying on the threshold of the courtyard gate, his eyes wide open, obviously not expecting all this to happen so suddenly. An Jing used his best strength to straighten Gong Su Zhong, looking at the sword mark on his neck that sealed his throat, with a "buzz", An Jing's mind went blank, and everything around him seemed to be still......

It wasn't until there was a muffled thunder in the sky that An Jing realized that he had no relatives anymore, and the palace master who was like Ah Weng boiling medicine for himself was really gone...... An Jing's tears couldn't stop flowing, but she couldn't cry, she couldn't say a word, her throat was sore, and her chest felt like a big stone was falling, and she couldn't breathe.

Father and Su Yu disappeared, and the rest of the people were almost dead, what happened to this? An Jing couldn't figure it out, what did the Hou Mansion of Hening do to be destroyed! Even the servants, the servants, and the doormen, not a single one?

"Don't cry... If someone hears it, you and I won't be able to escape... Ahem..."

Only then did An Jing realize that her crying was so loud, she put away her crying, turned her back, shook her shoulders to wipe away her tears, and turned her head, "Why did you come out?" If someone finds out......"

"Xiao Jing, in front of me, you don't need to be like this, if you want to cry, cry out! It's just that it's quieter. The man stroked the wound on his chest, smiled, and sat down beside An Jing.

An Jing couldn't hold back after all, gently leaning on the man's shoulder, and sobbing incessantly. The scenes of the Hou Mansion over the years came to mind, and after a long time, I looked up at the people around me: "Let's bury the people in the mansion!" ”

The man nodded, since that incident, it has been difficult for An Jing to trust anyone, even if he is pillowing his shoulder, it is so light, with temptation, and a sense of distance.

"The heartless hairpin is still there... If you want revenge..."

An Jing followed his gaze to the heartless hairpin on Gong Suzhong's head......

Gong Su Zhong often wrote the most important information on the cloth, and then hid it in the hollow hairpin, so that it was easy to convey the information, hide people's eyes and ears, and not easy to attract attention.

An Jing opened the heartless hairpin, and there was indeed a strip of cloth on the hairpin, on which the handwriting was scribbled "Chang'an", and the strip of cloth seemed to be torn off from the placket, which shows how rushed Gong Suzhong was at that time, and how much he wanted to pass on the information, but after all, he still didn't have time.

An Jing held the heartless hairpin and was stunned for a long time, falling into deep memories......