Chapter Twenty-Three: Blood in the Lake
A few hours after Yun Ting escaped from Luoyang. In the pavilion on the highest floor of the first floor, the eldest grandson looked into the distance, and it was the young slave standing next to her.
The usual hustle and bustle under the street has resumed, and there is no tension like the previous search for Yunting, and there are no antlers and horses to stop and investigate. And the city gate, just now, the eldest grandson got the news from Shi A, and now all the city gates in Luoyang have been reopened. Although the latter is the head snake of Luoyang City and a figure in the black market, this time the official government acted too fast, so fast that he couldn't react, and he didn't get any news in advance, so there was no way to help his little junior brother.
"Sister Forgetful, will something happen to the son?" The childish slave's face was pale, and he asked the eldest grandson with concern.
"It's fine." The eldest grandson smiled faintly, nodded lightly, and said, "He's definitely going to be fine." β
"But if we're going to find him, we'll have to go there."
"Escaped from Luoyang?" In the Feng Mansion, Feng Xu sat in the center of the hall, his fingers lightly tapping on the low table next to him, as if he was thinking about something.
After a long time, Feng Xu came back to his senses and sighed softly: "It seems that he must be given a captain to protect Qiang." β
"My lord, why don't we send someone to hunt him down?" The cronies next to him, who was also the second person in the hall, asked.
"Chase? Hehe......" Feng Xu laughed a few times, picked up the teacup on the low table, lifted the lid in his hand, and gently swept the foam off the tea with the edge of the lid. He was silent, and his mouth lightly exhaled a breath that blew away the heat on the tea, "The so-called dragon swims in the shallows, and the tiger falls in Pingyang." Luoyang is not a shoal, nor is it Pingyang, but it is a cage. Whether it is a dragon, a snake or an insect, when you go to Luoyang, you have to lie on your stomach, and everything has to be in accordance with the rules of the cage. β
"He is now out of this cage, just like the sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is wide and the fish is jumping. After? Amusing. β
Feng Xu took the tea and drank it all, his mouth was slightly bitter, and he continued: "There is never one chance. The second time is not an opportunity, but a dead end, a dead end where either you die or I die. β
In the darkness, the clouds fell for a long time, and they fell heavily, feeling that there was an incomparably deep abyss below. There is no bottom, no thing, no sound, it is pitch black, deep and deep.
"Wait, why is there a flow of water, and it's so cold?" Yun Ting woke up violently, he touched the water in the darkness, felt the flow of water, and the cold and moist from all over his body, all indicating that this place was not an abyss. Yun Ting opened his eyes and found a small fish swimming with its tail wagging in front of him, leisurely going back and forth in front of him, not paying any attention to him as an outsider.
The clouds looked around, and all they saw were pale blue water curtains, and all kinds of fish, and the bubbles that rose upwards, circles, and bubbles, rose to the surface of the water, and shattered when they touched the blue sky above.
Feeling the dryness of his throat, Yun Ting opened his mouth, regardless of whether it was dirty or not, he took a few gulps of lake water, which reduced the dehydration symptoms of his body a little, and then went upstream. Fortunately, the water nature of Yunting is also good, and it has floated and sunk in the lake several times, but it has not brought any serious consequences.
After a few moments, the clouds reached the surface of the lake, and when they came out, they saw that the shore was not far away, and they swam towards the shore. Jueying was lying on the shore, a mouthful of grass, and a mouthful of lake water, and when he saw the clouds swimming over, he just glanced at it slightly with his big sparkling eyes, and continued to eat grass and drink water, regardless of this drenched person.
"Strange, how did I get underwater, andβ" Yun Ting muttered to himself, looking over the grass where the Shadow was lying, and saw his luggage, where all the Qingyu Sword and Heavy Sword were placed.
This made him a little afraid, if he was still carrying the Qingyu Sword and Heavy Sword under the water just now, then even the person with the sword would be sunk to the bottom of the lake and would not be able to swim again. With such a heavy object, even if Yun Ting can swim again, he will have to be pressed down, not to mention, his legs are still twitching all the time under the water, it is simply worse than death.
didn't have time to think about anything else, Yun Ting brushed his long wet hair back, walked to the side of the luggage, found his clothes, changed out of the wet clothes on his body, and made the whole person dry, then he felt hungry. But when he came out, in addition to having breakfast in Yicui Pavilion, this was still specially made by the indecent Hui, and there were generally only two meals in the Three Kingdoms, lunch and dinner. This is basically unsuitable for real habits, and it is impossible to fill the stomach. Later, Yun Ting ate a few more strings of sugar gourds, which couldn't fill his stomach, even if he was full, he would be gone as soon as he ran.
The Shadow snorted, attracting Yun Ting's attention, it was really a waste of effort, and Yun Ting saw the water bladder on the back of the Shadow Horse at a glance, as well as the bag of dry food. Reaching out and taking down the bag of dry food, it was filled with a handful of biscuits, Yun Ting took a few biscuits, and didn't care about anything else, just stuffed them in his mouth and ate them.
The moisture in the cake has not been completely lost, and it can be seen that this baked cake may have just been baked this morning, otherwise it would not be so fragrant and soft.
After eating a piece of baked cake, Yun Ting couldn't eat it, not because the baked cake was unpalatable, but because he thought of Cao Cao. Cao Cao's Shadow Horse appeared, which was completely unexpected by him, and it was not a simple accident to appear in such a critical place at such a critical time.
The only possibility that Yun Ting could think of was that Cao Cao was ready to leave Luoyang and was ready to give up the dream of being Han Dingyuan! Or he has other plans, but it is undeniable that in this Yellow Turban Rebellion, no matter which side Yun Ting is on, Cao Cao can be seen.
What is Fengyun? The Yellow Turban Rebellion is the wind and clouds, and it is the current situation of creating heroes, and no one will let go of this opportunity. The so-called dragon snake, even if it is an insect, who knows if it will become a dragon that really soars above the nine heavens when it encounters the wind and clouds?
What was it, what kind of person, made Cao Cao change this, the dream and ideal that almost entangled his life? What made him choose to leave Luoyang at this time?
"Huh? What was that? Yun Ting, who was thinking, heard a cry from the other side of the lake, and startled him.
In the distance, the water began to flood, and on the clear water of the lake, corpses came down the river, dyeing the water on that side of the lake red.
Among them, there are some women's corpses with better posture, there is nothing left on their bodies, and a large area of snow white is exposed, but this kind of white, it is the kind of white without blood, it is swollen by blisters, and the dead are white!
Let these women who may have been very good-looking and have a good figure in their lives, their whole bodies are deformed, and they become visible, and they may have nightmares. There was a touch of resentment on their faces, it was difficult to hide it, they were almost resentful, and the hatred was inexhaustible, and the hideous expressions before their lives had not disappeared, and they still retained such faces.
Clothes, stumps, straw sandals, and other things are mixed together, floating and sinking in the water, and the scene is terrifying, it is simply a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. In the midst of the piles of corpses of men, women, young and old, from time to time there was a terrible cry, and a childish cry, creepy, with a kind of sadness and helplessness.
Fish fluttered in the bloody water near the carcass, not knowing whether they were eating or observing.
Such a scene, a more tragic scene than this, Yun Ting has seen it, and more than once. But now that I see it, there is still a shock, accompanied by a deep sense of powerlessness, because it is a person, a bunch of people like myself die in front of me, what would it be like?
Fear, sympathy, there will always be, if not, then it is not a person, Yunting is a person, not data, not a butcher, naturally there will be discomfort and discomfort in the heart. The characters in these games are essentially data, but in fact they are people, you look at Cao Cao, who will treat him as data?
Even some ordinary people, unknown people in the Three Kingdoms, have their own emotions, joys, sorrows, and life trajectories, so they are not people, so what is a person! Troubled times are troubled times, human life is like mustard, players are the same, and the aborigines of the game are the same, even Yunting, I don't know if it will hang up one day.
In troubled times, everything can happen, there are no absolutes, and there is no fluke.
"Help, help..."
"Daddy, Mommy, where are you?"
The sound from the lake has been echoing in the lake, and the reverberation in this lake shore is endless. Yun Ting sighed, he wanted to save it, but he couldn't save it, Yun Ting was the only one here, no tools, and no helpers. And this lake is very wide, hundreds of meters away from the location of Yunting, how to save it? The speed of going up the current is very slow, and by the time the clouds arrive, those who survived will probably be dead.
"Shadow, get up." The clouds called. As if he could understand human speech, he stood up from the ground and snorted twice, his horse's tail swaying and fluttering, fanning the mosquitoes flying around him.
Yun Ting tidied up the things on the ground, put them on neatly, and climbed on the horse.
"Pigeons?" Yun Ting looked suspiciously at a white dove flying from the northwest, getting closer and closer, until finally swooping down towards Yun Ting, and was grabbed by Yun Ting.
Untie the small bamboo tube tied with a rope on the pigeon's leg, take out a note inside, and look at it slightly, Yun Ting's complexion has not changed, and there is no surprise about the result inside. As soon as he let go, he released the pigeon.
"**** righteousness... Looks like I'm right. Yun Ting muttered to himself, the tragedy that happened in front of him made him not have the slightest happiness of escaping, but his mood was much worse, and his murderous intent had suddenly risen to a terrifying height.
"I'm going to kill you." The corners of Yun Ting's mouth hooked a cold arc, cold and cruel.
With a slight grip on the horse's back, the shadow galloped northwest in the direction designated by the clouds.
The carrier pigeon came from Julu, from the northwest, and even without a map, Yun Ting could easily conclude that Julu was a little west-north. As long as you go in this direction, although there is no way to go directly to Julu, you can go to any village or town and ask to know.
I'm afraid now, the yellow turbans have destroyed most of the villages and towns, so it will be more troublesome. And Yun Ting's biggest worry is that the chaos is the soldiers, once encountered, the result will be a little unpredictable. In the midst of the chaos, although he can fight his way out, it is difficult to ensure that he will not only encounter the chaos once along the way.
Fortunately, Cao Cao gave him the Absolute Shadow, otherwise Yun Ting would not dare to take such a risk, with the foot power of the Absolute Shadow, no matter whether the other party has cavalry or not, it is impossible to catch up with the Absolute Shadow. Even a very few people, a very few horses, would not launch a sudden killer against such an unknown person as him.
"Let's go."
(End of chapter)