Chapter Ninety-Three: Worry
"Lift the cloth!"
The white cloth was lifted to reveal a bloody corpse, a missing head, missing arms and legs, and a body full of corrosion and bite wounds. It's bloody and terrifying!
Hiss!
Everyone gasped when they saw this, although some of them had already seen it, but at this moment they were still embarrassed.
The dignified silver-clothed guard died so miserably.
Jiang Heng looked at it silently, and soon his heart was filled with the actions of the forces of the rivers and lakes in Cangzhou, and the fight between the warriors would never be like this.
Everyone has a strong eye, and they know it at a glance. This is not human!
Soon there was a lot of discussion below, and everyone was talking about it.
Jiang Heng didn't participate in it, and even Jiang Heng didn't listen to it much in this discussion, but the alarm bell in his heart told him that the situation was not limited to Cangzhou Jianghu and Zhenfu Division at the beginning.
In fact, this discussion went through the motions, and Commander Lu and a group of officials of the Suppression Department vented the anger in their hearts and the grief in their hearts.
Jiang Heng didn't know why Commander Lu didn't investigate this matter, but he also had a general idea in his heart.
Come to think of it, this is not just an ordinary evil thing!
This can be seen from the fact that in this meeting, Commander Lu only vented his mouth, and did not actually make any moves.
What was he afraid of?
Is it a demon?
There was a wave of chaos in my heartβ
didn't even take the carriage, Jiang Heng looked for his way home all the way, walking slowly, surrounded by a lively scene.
However, just as Jiang Heng passed by a brightly lit compound, he heard a sound of crying and shouting intermittently coming from within.
"My son, you died so miserably~~!" Through the open door, Jiang Heng saw a woman sitting on the ground dancing with her hands and feet, tears and snot flicking around, and her clothes were messy.
At this time, not only were there a lot of subordinates and family members around the courtyard, but there were also many people standing outside like Jiang Heng watching the excitement, and from time to time Jiang Heng heard someone whispering around him.
"Mrs. Zhang is really good, but it's a pity that she gave birth to a son who did evil, this is retribution!"
"What are you talking about! I heard that his son got into trouble, and all his internal organs were gone, and he died a miserable death!"
"All the internal organs are gone? There was also a case in the west of the city a few days ago!"
"Alas, this world is really getting more and more unpeaceful, I really don't know when it will be our turn!"
Jiang Heng listened to everyone's sighs, but his heart tightened slightly, and there were faint beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead and directly squeezing away the crowd.
It's the same as the death of the Liu family!
What the hell is this thing?
Evil?
But why hasn't the Pacification Division noticed it for a long time?
What the hell is going on?
There is no reason for the Suppression Division to ignore this matter, if it wasn't for the destruction of Deputy Commander Jiang's uncle's family, I am afraid that it will not attract attention at all, but why is this kind of posture that is raised high but gently put down?
Jiang Heng's face was cloudy, and he slowly advanced on the road in the middle of the trouble, looking at the noisy flow of people around him, he suddenly felt a little tired and dazed.
"Since I came to this world, I have been working non-stop to become stronger, practicing martial arts, and resisting evil. If I hadn't come here, I'm afraid that the Jiang family would have been completely wiped out like these ordinary families. Jiang Heng looked in front of him, and a little boy took a small round wooden drum from his mother's hand, and held it happily in his hand, shaking it constantly to make a crisp sound.
"The people here, even if they don't know anything, even if they have no defense, are like weeds, trying to live. Jiang Heng's face was expressionless. "But it's just about being alive. β
Passing by the little boy, in front of him was a group of drunken scholars who sang songs and had a good reputation, one by one drunk and screaming loudly, wandering like a wreck, and most of the people passing by hurriedly avoided it.
"Hahaha, no one is drunk with a thousand glasses of wine, lyrics and songs.... Mo Yi waved!Brother Li!Brother Zhang!Come again!" A scholar raised his glass empty-handed, with his chest open, not caring about the disgusted eyes of passers-by.
The rest of the people laughed and howled.
"Miss Cuihua is so good! next time... Hiccup, and order her!"
The crowd laughed again.
Jiang Heng glanced at a few people, and still slowly passed by. Seeing Jiang Heng wearing a unique Xuan robe, everyone everywhere retreated.
Rujiang Heng is now also synonymous with unprovoked in the eyes of ordinary people.
After walking all the way again, Jiang Heng suddenly stopped his pace and looked at the noodle stall on the side of the road.
In the corner, at a small table, sat two dirty beggars in rags.
It is also strange to say that these two people are beggars, their hands and bodies are dirty, their hair is messy like a chicken coop, and their bodies are skinny, but in their seats, they are as straight and straight as pine trees.
Jiang Heng looked at the two people, then slowly walked to the noodle stall and sat down.
"Official, let's drink some soup dumplings!" As soon as the stall owner saw Jiang Heng, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Heng dressed in a dark robe, and his face was suddenly full of flattering smiles, and he hurriedly ran to entertain him first, with a smile on his face.
"Whatever you want, just be like theirs. Jiang Heng pointed to the two beggars sitting next to him.
The stall owner is an elderly middle-aged man, and he is also a little embarrassed when he hears this.
"Guest officer, you're joking, those two little guys eat leftovers from my stall, it's not good..."
"They don't pay?"
"Look at what you said, these two kids don't seem to have any money. The stall owner smiled bitterly, "He has been wandering around for several days, just picking up some rotten vegetable leaves and unwanted stumps to eat every day, and I also see them as pitiful." β
"You're kind, they're not locals?" Jiang Heng glanced at the two beggars not far away.
"Isn't it? I fled from the north a while ago, but the two children have a lot of backbone, and I said that I would give them food, and they didn't want it, and then I said that I would sell it to them, and I would owe it first, and then I would come back to give it. Two people eat. The stall owner shook his head.
"What happened at the border?" Jiang Heng was a little surprised.
"Official, don't you know yet, something big has happened on the border recently, and the plateau people in the west have recently broken through the border town, and now they are driving straight into the west of Cangzhou!" said the stall owner helplessly.
Jiang Heng frowned, he really didn't know about this, he had been obsessed with martial arts all the time, and he didn't have much time to pay attention to those current affairs.
"I heard that the 100,000 troops on this border lost their troops and lost their generals, and 50,000 or 60,000 soldiers were killed or wounded before they were able to gain a firm foothold in the north except for the captured Feiyan City! β
The stall owner was also a little depressed as he spoke.