Fireworks soar, brilliant light and shadow.

At this time, the entertainment is very scarce, the ordinary people, all year round to have fun projects, only the solar term temple fair, go to join in the fun, take a look at the high stage built by the government and the rich people, the troupe humming and chirping the big play, in addition, there is almost no other fun to find, life is lackluster.

And the rich and noble, it is better, at least in the era when there is no film and television, you can invite some actors to come to the house from time to time to perform a play, and the family gathers around, sipping tea and snacks, and enjoying the luxury of piling up with money.

Therefore, on days like the Xia Yuan Festival, there are free magnificent fireworks to see, which is a very rare good thing, almost the entire people in Lin'an City are looking up at the sky with their necks up, while witnessing the rare pomp, while evaluating who released this flower, whether it looks good or not, how it compares with other families, by the way, you can also gossip about how prominent the family is, and how much wealth there is.

While enjoying the scenery, it can satisfy the voyeuristic desire in the heart and the psychology of sour grapes that can't be eaten by grapes, and it is happy.

The people of Jiafu, of course, are not as superficial as ordinary people, but the rare royal fireworks also attracted everyone's attention, everyone gathered under the eaves of the courtyard, looked up and watched, and kept exclaiming, praising and amazed, even the maids and servants who were doing chores and servants, stared at the sky intently, happy and flawless.

The man in black at the head of the wall took advantage of this point and jumped into the courtyard.

These people were very skillful, and as soon as their feet landed, they did not hesitate to spread in all directions like a wave of water splashed on the ground, pouring into the moon gates and corridors leading to the various courtyards.

In the dark, there are many ghosts, hundreds of demons and charms, and the man in black showed the knives in his hands, all of which are very unique knives, two feet long, and the blades are very narrow, which are very suitable for melee combat.

A maid was walking through the path of the kitchen leading to the courtyard where everyone gathered, holding a tray in her hand, which was full of pastries and snacks, all of which had just been made by the chef.

In this way, she distanced herself a little from the little family with the lantern in front of her, so she shouted: "Little four, little four, don't go so fast, slow down, I can't catch up." ”

The little four in front seemed to hear it, the fire of the lantern stopped, and in the distance, he could still be heard making a strange sound that seemed to make a "chirp", and the light shook for a moment, and then went out.

The maid couldn't help but wonder, this little four, really stingy, deliberately turned off the lights to tease me.

Young boys and girls, all of them are Huaichun, although Jiafu is a big family, there are many maids and small maids in it, there are many rules, and the official family and other characters are naturally tightly managed, and the small ones are not allowed to have a happy relationship, but the human affection is unbearable, and there are so many people below, it is impossible for everyone to take care of it.

So between many maids and servants, there are always some stories of eyebrows and eyes, although they dare not put them on the bright side, but the hearts of the parties are open.

For example, this maid and Xiaosi have had a good impression of each other for a long time, Xiaoxi likes the gentleness of the maid, and the maid likes the steadfastness of the little four.

The heart of young people is sometimes lively, and boys like to show their affection by playing tricks on girls, although this way of expression is very weird, but for thousands of years, it has been like this.

The previous junior had also done this, so at this moment, the maid stopped and pretended to be angry and said, "Little fourth, don't do this, I'll be angry if I do this again." ”

said that he wanted to be angry, but the tone was very sweet.

She thought that the lantern would be lit again, and Xiao Si's figure would soon lean over with a cheap smile on her face.

She guessed half right, the lantern was not lit, and a dark shadow really leaned over.

Seeing the black shadow flying closer, the maid's heart jumped abruptly, she took advantage of a flower that suddenly exploded in the sky, and in the red light and shadow, she saw the figure leaning over, much taller and burier than the little four.

This is not a Little Four!

The maid's hand trembled, and in a flash of fireworks, the sharp blade swept sideways.

"Tangmen does things, and the country becomes a benevolent!" The black shadow let out a low roar, and the blade swept over the maid's neck without hesitation.

Blood splattered out, staining the maid's white floral skirt red.

The tray was caught by the man in black, did not fall to the ground, and did not make any noise.

And not far ahead, Xiao Si was lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, staring at the direction where the maid was killed, he was out of breath, his face was frightened, and his mouth was open, as if asking: "Why?" ”

The man in black drew his knife in his hand, ignored the two small characters who fell to the ground and died, looked at the direction of the fireworks flying into the sky, turned into a shadow again, and swept past.

In the courtyard, Jia Rudao was laughing.

In the bright lights, he drank a lot of wine, as the owner of this place, and as the most outstanding young generation of the Jia family, Jia Rudao is of course the star here, everyone took turns to toast him, even the respected old man Jia Zhengjia also held a teacup and touched him several times.

"Hahaha, there is no moon in the sky, but it is better than the moon." He shook his head, obviously in a good mood, the wine glass in his hand was filled again, he just held the wine glass, stood in front of the hall, and said loudly with red light on his face: "Colorful fireworks, light up my great rivers and mountains, this situation and this scene, it is better to ......"

In front of everyone's eyes, Jia Rudao's generous words were interrupted by a stumbling nursing home.

The blood on half of the body, covering his shoulders, almost rolled into the courtyard.

"There are assassins!" The nursing home screamed in mourning.

Immediately afterwards, the metal sound of weapons colliding, and several violent and tragic shouts, sounded not far away.

Assassin?

The people here all have big tongues and repeat it in their minds in ignorance.

Jia Yidao blinked, stunned for a second, after all, he was a military trainer, and he reacted faster than all the others.

As soon as the wine glass was flicked, the whole person rushed into the hall.

The others were still stunned--- after all--- fireworks in the sky were still setting off, and a few black shadows with knives broke through the barriers of the guards and appeared in the grand candles.

Without speaking, raising the knife is killing.

The courtyard of the Jia family, which had just raised a glass to celebrate the wealth of the house, instantly became a Shura hell, and the courtyards were all outside, and the people here were all unarmed businessmen, nobles and women.

It's not an exaggeration to describe it as chopping turnips.

Blood is dancing and blood is splattering.

The fireworks that are still bursting into the sky can't suppress the screams of the Jiafu family who are scattering and fleeing, there are not many people in black who break in, but it is enough, almost every knife is a human life, as long as it is caught up, there is no possibility of survival.

The pampered people are certainly not the opponents of this group of men in black running.

A man in black entered the hall with a knife, and Jia Zheng was trembling and running into the back room.

He even dropped his crutches on the ground, his gray hair fell off, and the family responsible for his care had long since disappeared.

Jia Zheng was wearing a decent ayaluo, a robe printed with rich flowers, which was very valuable at first glance, and very valuable clothes could only be worn by very expensive people, so the man in black aimed at him at a glance.

So the man in black ignored the two maids who were screaming and cowering at the door, and took a bloody knife and rushed straight at Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng had already reached the door of the house, and the knife stabbed him in the back of the heart and came out of his chest.

The tip of the snow knife ticked with bright red blood.

Jia Zheng muttered in his mouth, his Adam's apple moved, he choked twice, his eyes rolled white, and the whole person softened.

The man in black snorted and raised his foot, intending to kick the dead man in front of him, who had turned into a corpse, and pull out the knife.

He was too hard just now, and he pierced his heart, and he had to use his leg strength to draw the knife.

He took a step forward because he had to lift his legs, and his head was stuck in the door of the room.

At that moment, a latch slammed down from behind the door, striking accurately on the top of the unsuspecting man in black's head, with such force that it almost opened the head of the man in black.

The white and red ones were knocked out at once.

The man in black didn't even scream, just like Jia Zheng, he fell to the ground softly, covered with blood.

Jia Rudao, who was holding the latch, was covered with sweat, flashed out from behind the door and picked up the knife on the ground.

The shouting and killing outside is getting louder and louder, and you can hear it standing here, and someone is shouting: "The Imperial City Division exterminates the chaotic party, and the idle people are avoided!" ”

Outside the courtyard, the flames were soaring, as if there were countless people gathering outside with torches, and there was a popping sound flying in the air, and Jia Yidao, who had been in the army for a long time, could hear that it was a crossbowman firing arrows.

It was a matter of time before the officers and soldiers came, and the group of assassins was killed and retreated.

Jia Rudao looked at Jia Zheng, who was pressed by the man in black, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't go out rashly, but hid his body behind the door again, waiting quietly.

The fireworks in the courtyard are unattended, but they are still flying.

In the firelight, the figures swayed, and the sounds of shouts, shouts, swords clashing, and sharp weapons entering flesh were mixed in one place.

This night's Xia Yuan Festival is destined to be an extraordinary night.

(End of chapter)