There was a constant cacophony in my ears, which seemed to be a mixture of the sound of gold and iron and the screams of humans. Not dozens, not hundreds, but tens of thousands. The chaotic noise buzzed into the ears, causing the brain to be dazed, but still waking the person from suspended animation.

The moment consciousness was restored, the pain was also rolled back to every corner of the body at the same time. She found that she had a not-so-deep wound in her lower back and abdomen, and that the blood that should have been gushing out was half-coagulated.

When he barely straightened up with his palm supporting the ground, Bai Twelve saw a shiny silver ring on the tail finger of his left hand, which was not engraved with anything that could represent his identity.

The clothes on his body were still neat, except for a scratch on his waist and abdomen that vaguely showed a wound, the rest of the clothes were so new that they looked like they had just been taken out of the store.

She barely stood on her feet.

The dazzling sunlight shone directly overhead, smearing the sand in front of him slightly white.

Countless corpses were exposed to the light of the sky, and the broken weapons and banners and even the limbs were mixed together with blood, and the strong smell emitted could almost be described as fresh.

She found herself in a blank slate.

Four or five steps away, there was a snow-white double-petaled flower, and its rhizome was clearly exposed among the corpses.

She subconsciously stepped forward to see clearly, but something slippery under her feet knocked her down and slammed into a large piece of carrion.

Yes, carrion. Charted black and smelly carrion.

Then she saw a pair of boots. On a white background, there is a single-petaled lotus flower with gold threads, the petals are slightly open, and the hanging white corners of the robe just cover the stamens.

"Lanping City consumed too many troops in the first battle, but it was finally won. In the future, there will be no more fighting north of the Qingxin River. According to the words of the Heavenly Master, three days later, a mourning platform was set up for the fallen soldiers to show the benevolence of the heavenly realm. ”

The owner of the boots has wide sleeves, slender fingers and gentle sleeves, and thin lips slowly bring a smile that is not warm.

"Yes. ”

"My lord, take care of the battlefield or leave it to your subordinates. ”

The man bowed slightly, and his figure faded into countless flying small points of light in an instant.

This is...... Where, what happened?

All the golden-armored warriors around her had left, and the corpses exposed to the light emitted the characteristic smell of rotten flesh, and some mosquitoes and flies buzzed and rested on her.

From a long distance came the sound of a prodigal song with the sound of a bang.

"The scenery under the brocade curtain city is good, and the red lotus lake is full of red waves. The snow falls in the sky and makes tears, and the tide is higher than the sky. ”

When the song sounded, it was still far away, and the last bang fell, but the figure was already covering her head.

She saw a young man who looked like a Taoist priest holding a half-cut peachwood sword in his hand, the placket of his clothes was slightly open, revealing the yellow talisman that had not dried the cinnabar mark inside, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, adding some untimely enchantment.

Chu Chensheng blinked at the person on the ground for a while, then casually inserted the unformed peachwood sword into the back collar, bent down and reached out to lift her out of the carrion of the corpse.

"What are you doing here?" Chu Chensheng's tone was flat and a little ruffian, as if he was discussing with the shopkeeper whose Oiran was beautiful in the hook bar.

"Look at ......" she subconsciously opened her mouth, made an unexpected sound, and raised her hand to touch her neck.

"Have you seen enough?"

She looked up and saw Chu Chensheng's hands wrapped in his wide sleeves, lazy and a little out of line with the scene.

“...... Enough of it. ”

"Then come with me - why did your master accept you such a dumbfounded. ”

She naturally followed, staggering over the corpse under her feet, her eyes staggering to the peachwood sword that Chu Chen had inserted in her collar after her death.

"In Xia Chu Chensheng. Probably sensing the sight, Chu Chensheng glanced back at her, and the tone of the response was still like singing, "Here—Jinjie City." ”

She acquiesced to the name and asked another question: "Where to go?"

"The Nangong family in the north of the city. The old man was seriously ill and could not be cured for a long time, and he asked the doctor to no avail, so he asked instead. Chu Chensheng tapped the back of his neck with the wooden sword in his hand, and paused slightly, "I think it's a cycle of cause and effect—being punished by heaven." ”

......

............

When the defenders of the city urged the city gate to close for the last time, the setting sun had just begun to tilt to the summit of the strange mountain not far away.

This is the Jinlian City in the east of Jinzhou. It is backed by strange mountains and faces the hopeless sea. The mountain is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and the sea side is mostly shallow. Therefore, although Jinlian City is known as the first natural barrier in Jinzhou, it has become closed because of this easy to defend and difficult to attack terrain.

The large ships had too deep a draft to enter the port, and the people who came and went were petty traders and hawkers, who were vulgar but welcoming.

At this time, the lights were on, and the crowd was noisily crowding into the city gates, anxious to go home for dinner. In the midst of the buzz, there was a man's voice dragging out the tune and shouting like a play, which stood out in the midst of the rapid roaring and shouting.

The man was also handsome, with a pair of narrow eyes that were as seductive as a fox in the shape of a human. Bisheng was wearing a sloppy uniform, and the peachwood sword hanging behind him made an old man behind him look at it and shake his head.

Chu Chensheng's Dao is unknown, but the thickness of his face is obviously not trivial, and he doesn't feel the slightest discomfort when he is disgusted and stared at, but he flicked his wide sleeves and pulled the stunned twelve behind him. I heard him still sing and drag out the tune: "The sky is full of blood here-what are you running!"

A yellow band was haphazardly tied around Twelve's waist, covering the wound in her waist and abdomen that was not painful. Being pulled by Chu Chensheng, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the ghost-drawn ink on the city wall, and asked with her eyes.

Chu Chensheng took a look, and saw that the bluestone city wall was full of messy lines, like a piece of rice paper that had been scribbled by a naughty boy. At the end, the walls were still full of ink spots of different sizes.

said so, but as the throat of Jinzhou, the high wall of Jinlian City is terrifying, how can there be such a big naughty boy.

Chu Chensheng bent his fingers and shaved his face, then stretched out his thumb and pointed at those ink marks: "That is the guardian spell drawn on the Brocade City by the Heavenly Master in the first year of Ning'an, when the Heavenly Master ordered the right envoy to draw on the Brocade Curtain City. With this spell seal, the alien races in the entire Brocade City can't use the Great Spell. ”

And when he had said this, the great lantern on the gate of the curtain hung out. The red silk cloth is wrapped in excellent ice silk bamboo, and the lamp oil inside is said to be a gift from the Heavenly Master, which can make the candlelight last forever. Chu Chensheng tilted his head and watched the lantern the size of an adult slowly hang up on the city, and his thin lips pursed up and down with a soft sob.

"So you have to be careful, the people in Curtain City who can kill you are all sinister. ”

It's a pity that Twelve still looked at the ink of those ghost drawing talismans steadily, as if he didn't listen to Chu Chensheng's words at all. Ever since she entered the city, she always felt like she had entered a cage, and the light reflected by the red silk lantern was bloody, which made her frightened.

Chu Chensheng grabbed a handful of hair that was curled up at the back of his head and clasped his twelve wrists. He dragged her a little helplessly to follow the crowd into the city, shook his head and said: "Confused, confused, you don't know that people are sinister, and you don't know how to be afraid." Confused, confused. ”

The two of them were pushed by the crowd to squeeze into the city, Chu Chensheng wanted to go to the north of the city, but the area was the mansion of a wealthy family, and these people were all ordinary people, so they squeezed them more and more to the west of the city. Chu Chensheng struggled for a while to no avail, and actually pulled out the peachwood sword behind him, knocking on the head when he saw it, and when the people shrank down in pain with a "ouch", he dragged Twelve to quickly fill the gap.

The gates were closed, and the guards were still busy hanging the lanterns. No one saw a figure standing on the gatehouse.

This person is holding a green umbrella in his hand, although it looks like he is stepping on the bluestone of the gatehouse, but he is actually stepping on the air. He drooped his long eyelashes and looked for something in the dense crowd downstairs, and when he saw Chu Chensheng wielding a peachwood sword indiscriminately and beating people, he frowned, but his gaze continued to go north, falling on the roof of a certain house. It should have seen something, he loosened his tightly locked brow, and with a slight touch of his toes in the night sky, he held the green umbrella and floated into the watery night like a leaf.

The twelve felt that the peachwood sword waving in front of them suddenly stopped, and Chu Chensheng, who was rushing forward with his head down, suddenly stopped moving. He straightened up slowly, tilted his head towards the lantern at the head of the city for a moment, and then muttered as he continued to wield his peachwood sword with difficulty.

......

When he arrived at Nangong's house, Chu Chensheng had lost much strength. Originally, it didn't take much trouble for him to squeeze over alone, mainly because he was dragging a wooden twelve behind him.

Fortunately, although the twelve were still silent, they also came back to their senses, and saw that Chu Chensheng was holding the stone lion at the door of Nangong's house, and he was almost gone, so he immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door.

I only pulled the copper ring and knocked three times, and I heard a child in the door ask, "Who?"

Twelve turned his head to look at Chu Chensheng.

Chu Chensheng was holding his waist to sit on the ground, and he opened his mouth - his ass was just next to the stone -

The two of them only heard a loud bang coming from the big house!

Chu Chensheng was so frightened that he immediately bounced up from the ground and rushed forward to pull over the twelve.

At this time, the door was quiet again, the two looked at each other for a while, Chu Chensheng was about to put his ear to listen to the movement, when suddenly a hot air gushed out from the door, burst open the copper-inlaid door, and directly shoved sparks and sawdust at his face. The strong air flow sent Chu Chensheng and the twelve pairs flying out and landing on the firewood stack.

Chu Chensheng was burned by a piece of wood chips that caught fire, and he got up from the ground with a grunt, stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the Nangong mansion, which had just been in good shape, had already ignited a monstrous fire at this time, and there was a crackling sound in my ears, mixed with the sound of some porcelain exploding. The scorching heat ripples in the night sky almost visibly.

"What...... What's the situation!" Chu Chensheng's tongue was knotted.

He rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand, rubbing his thumb between his two and three fingers, rubbing it for a long time and looking up with a blank expression.

"Isn't this the Xinglin family? Isn't this the Brocade City? The guardian spell on the city gate has fallen into disrepair for a long time? Who can use such a forbidden technique in the Brocade Curtain City?"

He turned his head and looked blankly at Twelve. Twelve also looked at him blankly.

"The north and south palace families of Jinlian City collaborated with the enemy to rebel, the evidence was conclusive, and heavenly punishment was imposed to show the power of the heavenly realm. ”

Of course, this is not what Twelve said.

Chu Chensheng was stunned, and slowly raised his head to look up.

I saw that the man in the night sky was still standing in the void with a green umbrella, the flames under his feet were fierce, and every time the tongue of fire reached the soles of his shoes, it would be blocked by an invisible wall of qi. But the corners of his hair and coat were tossed by the heat, and the fierce fire showed a few distorted shadows on his face.

Chu Chensheng glared.

He stretched out his fingers and pointed at the man tremblingly for a long time, and a sentence of "I rely on" burst out of his mouth, and even the tone of the singing was straightened.

"Damn, the people in Curtain City are stupid. I said what you did when you drew this Raushzi's guardian charm, it turned out that you were selfish. Good fellow, no wonder you put the left-I rely on your uncle. ”

Chu Chensheng snorted heavily, hugged the peachwood sword tightly and scolded: "Stupid thing, the Heavenly Master has long said that if a little spiritual fire is not extinguished, he will never die." ”

The man listened to Chu Chensheng shouting and scolding him, but he was not annoyed, he only lowered his eyelashes and looked at the sea of fire under his feet, and there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he was extremely calm.

He was calm, but he understood Chu Chensheng. Chu Chensheng shook his fingers again, and even his words trembled: "You are crazy, you are crazy." It turned out to be a backhand, but now it's time to kill it all. The Xinglin family collaborated with the enemy to rebel, and this is a cover!"

No one answered him.

The flames of greed consumed the entire mansion, and the occasional passer-by was unaware.

Chu Chensheng and the twelve pairs were lying in the firewood stack, and the night sky that was burned red by the firelight gradually stained with fly ash in their field of vision, and then the sky was full of stars.

A small bug crawled up Twelve's fingers to her arm, and she raised her hand to look at the little bug with its shiny carapace by the starlight, and the light in her eyes finally became clear.