Volume 1: Bloody Joy Chapter 34 (Part II)

Climb the city and look at the mountains and forests and fog in the distance, and do not see the moon. Outside the Xiaoyue Tower, there are only countless insects and sorrowful boating.

Feelings are far away and difficult to see, and they only hate others far away. If you want to send your hatred to Guanghan, you have no choice but to send Wang Qingjiang and not flow westward.

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The autumn leaves gaze at the clouds and the moon by the window, their eyes are full of sadness and pity, and their thoughts turn around and their hearts are unsettled.

said that this autumn leaves returned home the night before, and he was changing clothes and washing and thinking about why Zeluo, who realized it later, didn't immediately send someone to chase Zhanhong, but was busy dealing with the corpse in the Martial God Temple first. In this way, when I think of Zhanhong's crazy appearance, it hurts, worries, and hates. She had just untied her shirt and fastened it again, grabbed the sword on the table and was about to go out. Coincidentally, she was about to step forward and bumped into a servant girl head-on. This maid is still young, fourteen or fifteen years old, and she looks like she has only just entered the house. The little girl who bumped into her master like this was so frightened that she knelt down and kowtowed: "Miss, don't hit me." โ€

Autumn leaves took a step back and stretched out her hand to help her and said, "When did I beat you?" After speaking, he saw that the girl's face was full of tears, so he reached out to help her wipe it, and said while wiping: "Is there someone bullying you in this house?"

The girl shook her head tightly, reached out to wipe the tears on her face, and sobbed, "No, no one bullied me." โ€

In this way, this autumn leaf knows that in this world, the poor most often bully the poor, and the weak most often despise the weak, it doesn't matter if they do evil, it's just human nature, she thought for a while and asked, "What's your name?"

"Yang Chun. The girl replied.

"Yangchun, tomorrow I will tell the housekeeper that you will come to my courtyard. After Qiu Ye finished speaking, he touched Yangchun's little face again, and asked, "Do you want to come?"

"Yes!" Yang Chun replied happily, suddenly as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly said, "Miss! Well, the Auxiliary Princess... Eh, yes, the adults want to see you......"

Autumn leaves laughed when she saw her so cute: "Okay, I'll go see Grandpa, oh, it's the lord... Well, it's the Fuguo Gong ......" After speaking, Na Yangchun also laughed.

The two of them went out of the side courtyard gate one after the other, walked through the garden rockery, crossed the small bridge and stream, went around the strange stone courtyard and then followed the promenade to the door of the house called "Qingfeng Xuan".

Yangchun bowed his head and retreated, and then looked at the autumn leaves, tidied up his dress, and said softly: "Grandpa, my daughter is here." โ€

"Come in. "The voice is deep, gentle and amiable.

The area of Qingfeng Xuan is not large, several glass reflective lamps illuminate the room as if it were daytime, several walls are tall bookshelves, even the ground is full of books, there is a table and a couch in the center, smoke rises on the incense burner, and a black gold long sword is casually horizontal to the ground.

To say that the unique feature of this Qingfeng Xuan is that its south-facing side faces a pond, and it is said that its pond is also small, but it is better to say that it is a miniature Xidu South Lake. This Qingfeng Xuan can also look at the lake scenery by the railing, but there is no dragon boat and the singer on the lake.

"Grandpa. Akiba saluted respectfully, only to realize that he still had a sword in his hand, and hurriedly carried it behind his back.

"You girl, why are you so restrained. The speaker smiled and waved his hand, and Akiba stuck out his tongue and gently rested his sword on the desk by the window behind him. The person who spoke in front of him pointed to the golden wood food box on the table and said: "When I came back from the Antarctic Palace today, I passed by Ding Fengpu, and I thought that you have loved to eat his candied fruit and Heyi cake since you were a child, so I bought some." โ€

Qiu Ye blushed and said, "Grandpa, I'm not a child, I've grown up." โ€

"From now on, don't call me grandpa. โ€

Qiu Ye just wanted to open the food box, and was surprised when he heard this, and looked at Yang Dingbang sitting on the bed, he was really puzzled.

Yang Dingbang closed the book in his hand and looked at Qiu Ye: "Your Majesty promised to accept you as a righteous daughter and canonize you as the emperor-Ling." After that, he stood up with a smile and continued: "From now on, you will be Xiahou Ling, and you can't call me Grandpa anymore." โ€

The evening breeze blew into this breeze on the surface of the lake, and the autumn leaves couldn't help but shiver, and the voice in her ears drilled into the ear chakra, as if to say: You treat him as the lord, what does he treat you as?

"Grandpa, why did you ...... so suddenly" Akiba didn't know how to say it for a while, and pressed her outstretched hand on the food box, and the whole person sat down on the table.

Yang Dingbang put down the book in his hand, turned to look at the lake like ink and said: "Your Majesty knows that you have read thousands of books, and you have practiced the piano and dance in the year of the golden hairpin. โ€

Autumn leaves lowered their heads, and another gust of wind blew in and opened the books on the table, the pages of the book turned over, and the moon in the sky echoed with the moon in the water, I don't know which is true and which is false. Autumn leaves withdrew her hands from the food box, and held their hands together as if they were no longer his own: "Your Majesty actually knows that the little girl is like this." โ€

Yang Dingbang raised his head and looked at the moon and said: "This is the supreme glory, and it will inevitably be famous for eternity, and future generations will definitely compose poems to sing you." โ€

"What's the use?" said Autumn Leaves.

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Besides, Nanodisan looked at the two barrels of oil held by his left and right men, and unconsciously his heart beat faster, and he could hear his own heartbeat in his ears. He wasn't nervous, he was excited, and he was relieved of his anger. I saw that he instructed his men to carefully pour the oil through the crack in the door, and he took out the fire fold from his pocket.

At this time, Zhanhong seemed to be asleep, still waking up, and it was the time of confusion.

In the courtyard, the white horse's nose is sensitive, and he smells a peculiar smell after a few sniffs, and his left front hoof plows the ground, and then neighs, but it is too late. A flash of fire entered the courtyard from outside the courtyard gate, and the fire instantly covered the sky and the moon, and thick smoke rose up.

"I'll throw the rest in!" Nodisan roared, and his men threw their arms upward, and two barrels of residual fire oil crossed the courtyard wall and fell into the fire, and in an instant there was a loud explosion, and the brick courtyard wall was cracked.

Seeing this, Nordissan shouted, "Hurry up!", and the men ran out of the alley in a hurry, and made a long detour before getting on their horses and running away.

At the same time, the two black-clad night walkers lying on the roof next door looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while, and one of them said, "What now?" โ€

"And what if he's dead?"

"Dead...... He's dead...... If you're dead, you can't run, right?"

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"Wake up, don't sleep, we'll all die if we sleep again!" Frost Xu shook Zhanhong's shoulders vigorously, and finally had to round his arm and fan Zhanhong in the mouth, and Zhanhong woke up suddenly.

At this moment, the white horse in the courtyard was full of fire, and the fire oil sticking to the four hooves also burned, like the evil ghost mount from hell and underworld.

I saw that the white horse jumped out of the stable with all his might, and hit the door open, Zhanhong also jumped off the bed almost at the same time, and before he could react, there was a huge explosion in the courtyard, and the air wave hit the doors and windows, and he was lifted straight away. Seeing that the water tank shattered in response to the sound, the water in the water tank poured out.

A gong sounded "dong dong dong" sounded, followed by a loud shout: "Go to the water!

You must know that the insurance team in the city is different from the security team in the villages and towns outside the city, the organizational structure is extremely perfect, and the day and night are divided into square districts to patrol day and night, not to mention that the smoke is full of fire, and the huge sound of the explosion can be heard for miles away, how can you not recruit the insurance team?

Most of the houses in the city are wooden structures, and the rich people have a mix of bricks and stones, and they are most afraid of fires, if they are not extinguished in time, they will catch fire one after another, and it is easy to destroy a district and a square in an instant. The sound of the gong sounded first from the east, followed by the beating from the west, and then echoed from the north and south, and the Zhenguo army on the watchtower sounded the horn, and the neighbors all woke up, and spontaneously put out the fire without organization.

"Let's get out of the water! the firefighting teams in the neighboring districts are quickly organized!" shouted the soldiers of the Zhenguo Army on the top of the tower recently, and another soldier on the side waved the flag in his hand, and behind them was another soldier with his cheeks bulging and his face flushed and blowing his horn.

Looking at Heshun Street in the east of the city from the watchtowers in various parts of the city, the smoke is billowing out, it has become a night fire, the fire rises with the wind, fortunately this Heshun Street is a rich place, most of the houses have stone and brick courtyard walls, if it is in those poor neighborhoods in the south of the city, this fire must have become a prairie fire. Even so, the few houses near the fire point were also inescapable, and for a while shouts, cries, and wails came one after another. The general of the Zhenguo Army on the high place commanded the fire extinguisher, and the insurance team and fire brigade on the ground ran around for their lives before they had to deal with another fire in the next place. Look at the other residents, the sturdy young people are the ones who deliver water, save people, and the old and weak women are placed elsewhere one by one.

As long as he can see the fire clearly, he can command the insurance team and fire brigade on the ground, and must race against time to demolish and remove flammable buildings and objects at the wind outlet to stop the spread of the fire.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" two men with strips of white cloth wrapped around their left arms rushed out of the alley with the door panel lying on it, drenched Zhanhong.

The two men lifted Zhanhong out and threw him on the side of the road, and then reflexively rushed into the alley.

Zhanhong coughed twice, only to feel that his chest and lungs were extremely uncomfortable, and there was also a feeling of pain in the wound in his lower abdomen. He was about to sit up from the ground, when he saw two women running from the crowd next to him, one holding a kettle in his hand, and the other holding a first-aid kit, and ran to Zhanhong's side in a few steps: "Quick, drink a bowl of phlegm soup first." It doesn't matter whether Zhanhong opens his mouth or not, he almost pinched Zhanhong's neck and poured it into his mouth.

Let's say that this "phlegm soup" is really comfortable in the throat, and the cool silk goes straight into the heart and lungs, and then the Zhanhong cough in front of him, and the big mouthful of black liquid vomits out of the mouth, and the feeling of suffocation in the chest and lungs is reduced a lot.

"Hey, I said a few boys over there, what are you doing?" The woman with the kettle and bowl saw three boys of fifteen or sixteen years old not far away, running out of a house, looking around sneakily, each still holding something in her arms, and the woman also had a good eye, saw that something was wrong, stood up and shouted, "Whose thief is the baby, who is robbing while the fire is burning?"