Chapter 12: Revenge is Early
The fire was fierce, and the red tongue was raging, gradually lighting up most of the night sky.
Shen Qiutan looked at the raging flames, and his round eyes were indifferent.
On that day, Yuan Ben led 10,000 rebels to attack the city, and his father only had 3,000 soldiers to defend the enemy, but his father still chose to defend the city, keep his principles and the bottom limit of life, once the city was broken, what fate should the 6,000 people in the city suffer?
As a result, the three thousand starving soldiers fought until the last moment, and did not wait for the rescue of the imperial court or neighboring states and counties, they shed their last drop of blood, and watched Yuan Ben's iron hooves break through the door and slaughter the city......
The kitten was holding a fragrance in its mouth and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Revenge should be taken as soon as possible, arson and killing, she does not regret it at all.
If you sympathize with Yuan Ben and others, who will sympathize with your parents and those dead soldiers?
In the face of chaos, who is more innocent than whom? Each for his own way.
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Outside the city, Xiao Yang soon received a tip, and soon saw the fire burning in the city.
"It was our people who did it?"
"Back to my lordship, our people want to take the opportunity to set fire, but they haven't had time to ...... yet."
And who set this fire?
"Xu is the people in the city, Yuan Ben's son is too tyrannical, on the day he entered the city, he not only killed Shen Tingshi's family, but also slaughtered more than 2,000 people, almost half of the city. Maybe someone has a grudge, maybe ......"
Maybe? Xiao Yang raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded ambiguously.
This fire came just right, and he saved not only the time and materials for the siege, but also the lives of the group of soldiers behind him.
At this time, Yuan Ben, who was commanding the battle at the head of the city, also saw the flames burning behind him, and the most vigorous position of the flames was in the Assassin's Mansion.
"Ah...... Yikes! His fat body swayed, a mass of flesh tangled together, and two tears squeezed out of his small eyelids: "Yingxin, you actually went away before your father!" β
Looking at the regular army under the city with strong soldiers and brave equipment, and then at the army he forced the refugees to entangle, Yuan Ben pulled out the sword at his waist......
The roar continued, and the sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh was in his ears, Yuan Ben glanced at the north fiercely and unwillingly, as if he was complaining that the person did not save him. But he also knew that if he changed places and became the person who planned all this behind him, he would not make a move.
The sword was inlaid with five large and four small rubies, a total of five rubies, which shimmered strangely in the firelight at the moment.
Yuan Ben laughed at himself, the sword is a hero, this is his final destination.
He gritted his teeth, stared at Xiao Yang under the city wall, and wiped his neck neatly.
Xiao Yang smiled back, there was no ripple in that smile, but it was understated, more determined that he had long expected.
Yuan Ben saw this smile, and fell down with his eyes open, really blind to death.
The leader killed himself, the rebel army surrendered, and the city of Jiyang was self-defeating. The battle ended early.
On the second day, Xiao Yang rectified the appearance of the army, solemnized himself, and entered the city with the army.
At this moment, the fire in the Assassin's Mansion has been extinguished.
He stopped in front of the gate of the Assassin's Mansion that had already gone halfway, sighed long, and turned to leave.
This fire burned cleanly, whether it was Yuan Ben or Shen Yanfeng, it did not leave too many traces. He's going to have to start somewhere else. Moreover, Jibei Prefecture has been recovered, and the aftermath has to be done, and at the same time, there is also a Weizhou that is eyeing it.
He didn't have much time to stop.
Meow! Meow meow!
Seeing that he was leaving, an orange kitten came out of nowhere, and his cry was quite anxious.
Xiao Yang turned around in response and saw that the kitten was struggling to dig something, but its strength was too small, and the rubble and bricks were too thick, so it could not dig it out.
The soft and cute naΓ―ve attitude makes people can't help but want to help.
Xiao Yang was surprised, and gave the left and right a color, and immediately two small soldiers stepped forward to help the little flower cat dig up.
However, Xiao Yang's call for help was only on a whim, and he was not prepared to wait here to see what the kitten was digging. He was planning to ride away, and suddenly the voice of a small soldier came from behind him.
"Look, my lord, what is this!"
Xiao Yang turned around again, and saw Xiao Bing in surprise presenting an account book.
"This ...... It's Shen Yanfeng's thing! Xiao Yang's face changed: "Why are you here?" β
Xiao Yang collected the account book and went to find the whereabouts of the kitten, but in addition to the ruins and broken walls, there was still the shadow of the kitten.
But if you think he's going to go straight away, you're wrong.
"Do you remember the little cat?"
Nodding left and right.
"Is there anything near this ledger, like dried fish?"
Shaking his head from side to side.
It's really a refinement: "Okay, let the painter paint a portrait, post it everywhere, and those who find the kitten will be rewarded...... Well, let's enjoy the three stone millets. β
Three stone millet! What is most lacking in Jebei Prefecture now? What's more, it's a full three-stone millet! Childe's move is really wonderful. One of the servants who came with him habitually wanted to praise a few words, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips.
Exchange the value of three stone millet for a little flower cat? This is probably the first time since the founding of Daning.
Just the painters they brought, just take a random picture, and put it outside, it's not just the price of a stone.
But looking at the jade-faced Langjun who walked away, the left and right servants could only act according to orders.
Recovering Jiyang City is only Xiao Yang's first step, he has a more important purpose here, he wants to find something. It's a pity that Shen Yanfeng, who has only a glimmer of possible relevance to that thing, is no longer there.
Riding a horse to the south city gate, Xiao Yang ordered to go down, and buried Shen Yanfeng and his wife. Everyone is dead, or defending the city and dying in battle, why bother people not to live in peace.
As for the kitten, being able to act like this shows that it is extremely human, and it also shows that there is an owner standing behind it, but I don't know where this cat owner is sacred.
Why did he give this book to himself? Could the person who set the fire be the same person?
What is the purpose behind him doing this?
Therefore, the owner of the little flower cat still has to look for it, since he has Shen Yanfeng's account book in his hand, maybe there are clues to that thing. Of course, it's not so easy to find someone, and posting a portrait of a little flower cat is just a matter of trying your luck and doing your best to obey the destiny of God.
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Of course, the little flower cat understands human nature, because she is originally human.
As for the strength, she also has it, but she is worried that exposing it will lead to unnecessary trouble, so she deliberately pretends not to dig up rubble and stones.
Seeing that the envoy had already obtained the account book, Shen Qiutan quietly hid, and then went all the way north to the cave.
She couldn't give up until she didn't find the rosewood card.
The cat's paws left a string of plum blossom footprints, Shen Qiutan searched around the carpet, and suddenly felt that the blood flow speed of the whole body accelerated, and then her heartbeat accelerated.
Her eyes widened, and she immediately returned to the cave, which felt a bit like the cat she had been before!
I'm so panicked......
In a panic, the bone squeezed and tore all over the body.
Shen Qiutan trembled, she was very nervous, would she change again after becoming a cat? What is she going to become this time?
Is it a dog? Is it a tiger? Will it turn into a bug?
The most important thing is...... Can you turn back into a human being?
Time seemed to be stretched infinitely, and a fragrance gradually spread with the pain, Shen Qiutan curled up on the indigo cloth bag, silently listening to his heartbeat.
A cold wind blew into the hole, and snow particles rolled in.
It turned out that it was snowing again.
Shen Qiutan was so frightened by the cold, why was it so cold all of a sudden, she subconsciously stretched out her tongue and wanted to lick her paws......
Hey? Human skin!
I've turned back into a human!
Shen Qiutan quickly took out the original old clothes from the small cloth bag, put them on and found that the size was just right, this was still his original body.
It's better to be a man! She opened her purse and put a caramel in her mouth.
The starch candy was soft and sweet, slowly melting in his mouth, and Shen Qiutan narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. This is a reward for her success in arson, and it is also a celebration of her being a human being again.
The rosewood card may not be found, but she found herself.
From now on, she will be the Shen Qiutan of this world.
She packed the incense sheet and jade pendant closely, and carried the bag of broken silver left by the young man into her arms alone, and then folded the small cloth bag and cherished it away.
That's all she has.
The snow gradually became heavier, Shen Qiutan walked out of the cave, she wanted to go back to the city to have a look, go back to help her parents collect the corpses, and go back to see if the father and daughter of the Yuan family were dead. As a result, when she returned to the city, she found that the master of the festival had ordered her parents to be buried, and the portrait of a little flower cat was hung all over Jiyang City.
Shen Qiutan smashed his mouth, reminiscing about the sweetness of the caramel and feeling indignant in his heart, it turned out that he was only worth three stones of grain! Moreover, this painter is really not very good.
She didn't know that it would be easy for her to come back, but it would be difficult for her to get out.