The seventh day of the fifth month of the eleventh year of Qingyuan

The peach trees in the courtyard died.

I decided to write this Codex of the Lonely City.

Mr. Luo of the academy once said that books are mirrors that can be used for future generations.

I don't have that much thought, I just want to record something, or rather, leave some evidence of my life, for myself and for the current Wuling City.

Candlesticks are dark.

The kind of alien race who lives in the black abyss and believes in evil gods has besieged Wuling City for three months and seven days.

Imperial reinforcements were nowhere to be seen.

The huge Wuling City relied on the Xizhou sword armor rushed from Jianyue City and the people in the city to support it.

I don't want to spend too much time complaining, but I don't understand why the court would let us go.

Mr. said, in the affairs of the world, the people are the first, the society is second, and the king is light?

Mr. Lowe won't lie to me.

That may be because, in the eyes of the imperial court, the people of Wuling City are not counted as ordinary people.

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May 12, 11th year of Qingyuan

Zhao Nianshuang went to Tianhang Mountain.

That's a good thing.

For her, for me, for the entire Wuling City, this is true.

She was valued by the head of Tianhang Mountain and recruited her subordinates.

And that master is a rare god realm power in the world, and his status in the world is transcendent.

Here, she has an unlimited future, and she can also get out of the quagmire of Wuling City.

Most importantly.

Through this relationship, she may be able to ask the imperial court for reinforcements to relieve the siege of Wuling City.

This is the last straw for Wuling City.

For this reason, Xizhou Sword Armor sent three hundred elites to send her out of the city, losing more than half.

Before leaving, she cried profusely.

Growing up, I was obedient to her.

But this time, I couldn't agree to leave with her.

I know it's a stupid decision.

But I couldn't leave.

Because there are certain reasons that I can't say, but I think there must be.

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May 17, 11th year of Qingyuan

My dad decided to join the Xizhou Sword Armor.

It was a decision that I didn't expect.

He's just a servant who likes to brag and drink.

I like to see me in a half-dream, half-awake, calling my mother's name.

Even if my mother has been gone for many years.

He was sloppy and the stubble on his chin was always unclean.

He is the best at tending to the flames, obeying the words of the officials and the old men, and flattering.

He was timid and afraid, and if there was really a big case in the city, he would be the first to retreat.

He said that life is the most important thing in life.

He had to live to be eighty years old and see me marry an eight-room wife and have twenty grandchildren.

He is such a person, and he is at his fingertips in the market.

The only thing I'm not good at is being a hero.

I used to want my dad to be a hero, but when he really chose to be a hero.

I suddenly felt that he was better off when he was timid and scared.

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May 21, 11th year of Qingyuan

Candle Yin began to attack the city again, and the shouts of killing in the direction of the city gate made a fuss all night.

I'm worried about my dad.

He doesn't have much ability, is that kind of candle yin something he can handle?

Sun Kuan came to my house in the middle of the night, he was my uncle.

But my dad didn't like him, he was a gambler.

Since my mother's death, I have rarely seen him, and the few times I have done so have been to borrow money or get into trouble outside and ask my father for help.

I can't say I hate him, I'm just a little rusty.

But that night, he didn't mention the money, just sat quietly in the side room, where there was my mother's tablet.

He sat all night and then made me breakfast.

At the dinner table, he talked to me without a mouthful, and I could see that he seemed to be eager to talk to me about something.

So that we are intimate enough, like a pair of uncles and nephews.

But he's obviously not good at it, and unfortunately, I'm not very good at it.

The meal was hasty, and he left in a hurry.

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May 22, 11th year of Qingyuan

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May 23, 11th year of Qingyuan

I decided to join the Xizhou Sword Armor, and Song Guicheng, the commander of the White Floc Battalion, was silent for a long time before agreeing to my request.

Before going to the barracks, I went to Xuandu Temple.

The old Taoist priest is still like that, guarding his Taoist temple and the peach tree in the temple alone.

He didn't seem to be afraid, just as silent as ever.

Before leaving, he gave me a peach blossom.

Quite a strange gift.

I don't know where the peach blossoms came from in Wuling City in May.

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May 24, 11th year of Qingyuan.

Mr. Luo and his protégé also joined the Xizhou Sword Armor.

A group of scholars held their swords, which was actually a bit funny.

The fairy girl of the Red Fish Shop sells the wealth she has saved over the years to raise military funds for the Xizhou Sword Armor.

There have long been rumors in the market that the Oiran of this Red Fish Shop is concerned with Mr. Luo of the Academy.

Although my father sneered at this in the past, Mr. Luo gave up his pen and followed Rong, and the fairy girl scattered all her wealth.

It's just that some people do their best to fight against foreign enemies, but there are also people who obstruct it for their own selfish interests.

Butcher Liu next door was caught stealing rice and grain from the barracks today.

This is the third time he has committed a crime, and it stands to reason that he should be punished heavily, but Song Guicheng remembered that he also had a seven-year-old child at home, and after scolding him a few words, he still let him go.

But how can a person like Butcher Liu be restrained?

When he was arrested, he cried bitterly, but when he got home, he began to brag to others about how easy it was to deceive the people of Xizhou Sword Armor.

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May 28, 11th year of Qingyuan.

There is still no news of the imperial court's reinforcements.

I'm a little worried about whether something happened to Nianshuang.

But I couldn't do anything but worry.

Life in the barracks was boring, and Wang Che and I were arranged to live together.

It's not a good arrangement.

Wang Che is the son of Wang Dagui, a big family in the city.

He is very rich, flamboyant, and rejoices in his achievements.

But none of this is a big deal.

The biggest problem is that he likes to read creams.

And I like it too.

So, our relationship isn't great.

It was somewhat awkward to stay together, and for several days, we didn't say a word.

However, I was surprised that a son-in-law like him could take the initiative to devote himself to the Xizhou Sword Armor.

In my heart, I actually admire him a little.

I don't seem to hate him that much.

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June 12, 11th year of Qingyuan

(This page is torn.) ）

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June 14 of the 11th year of Qingyuan

Wang Dahu, who slammed the door, posted a notice at the door of his house.

It is written.

From today onwards, one person will be given one hundred taels of gold.

This period of effect is indefinite, until the wealth of my Wang family is dispersed, until the city of Wuling is destroyed.

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June 17, 11th year of Qingyuan

The story about Oiran and Mr. Qing Poor, which had been passed down in Wuling City for several years, finally came to an end.

(The second half of the page is torn)

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June 20, 11th year of Qingyuan

Defeated.

The witch of the candle yin made a move.

Nearly 100 moon-level Yin beasts were raging, and we were beaten to the point where we were powerless.

We've had a lot of deaths.

There were more and more swords on Song Guicheng's back.

Those were the swords of the dead Xizhou Sword Armor.

He said that he might not be able to bring everyone back with his people, but at least, he wanted to send their swords back to the Sword Tomb in Xizhou.

He became silent, angry, hysterical.

It's not just him.

The entire Xizhou Sword Armor is like this.

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June 22, 11th year of Qingyuan

The candleshade began to pollute the land, and the black blood caused by the spread of the dark areas began to spread in the city.

It was a terrible disease.

It usually takes only three or four days from infection to death.

At first, your skin will swell, and then pieces will fall off.

You're going to vomit incessantly, throwing blood out of your flesh and blood, even your heart and lungs.

The seven-year-old son of the butcher next door also contracted the disease.

(The back page is torn.) ）

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June 23, the eleventh year of Qingyuan

When I passed by the Red Fish Shop, I met the fairy girl again.

Her face, which was once bright and beautiful, haunted me by many men in Wuling City, is now swollen like an air bag.

I know she also has black blood.

I didn't look at her again, not because I thought how ugly she was and how unsightly she was.

I just think that a girl like her should always be beautiful.

The best respect for her is not to touch her embarrassment at the moment.

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June 27, the eleventh year of Qingyuan

(This page is torn)

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The first day of the seventh month of the 11th year of Qingyuan

Song Guicheng seems to be in a good mood today.

This is rare.

The battle situation in Wuling City was dangerous, everyone was walking on thin ice, he was worried, and he had been silent since the day I entered the barracks.

But today, I don't know if it's because I drank some alcohol.

He said a lot more.

He told me a lot of things, about the world outside Wuling City, about the Xizhou Sword Armor, and about him.

He said.

They came from Jianyue City in the west, which was located in the extreme west of Dayu.

Just like outside Wuling City, there is a candle yin entrenched in the black abyss, and outside Jianyue City, there is also Yin Si who is dormant in the dark prison.

This terrible ancient remnant has always been eyeing the fertile land of the Central Plains.

And the swords and armor in Jianyue City were ordered to guard the western border in accordance with the ancient precepts to fight against the existence of these monsters.

Such an organization, initially there were dozens of them, and they were called Xiang Xingwei.

And all of them were assigned by the division called the Celestial Survey Division.

It was only with a hundred years ago that the Great Zhou was divided into two dynasties, the north and the south.

The Heaven Survey Division fell apart, and the various Xiangxingwei were cut off from each other, some were annexed, some were encroached upon, and some were scattered on the spot, and there were very few people like Jianyue City who still obeyed the ancient precepts.

Jianyue City is not having a good time now, and it all depends on the city lord Xu Zhiru to support him alone.

But Rao is like this, when he heard that the southern Xinjiang candle yin was invading, he still sent their elite to support.

He also said.

He has a daughter named Song Qingqing, who is six years old, and he doesn't understand three plus three.

I haven't seen him for almost a year, and I guess it's almost as tall as my waist......

As he spoke, his eyes turned red......

The second day of the seventh month of the eleventh year of Qingyuan

The battle situation in Wuling City suddenly took a turn for the better.

I don't know if it's because of the many major battles, the cultivation of the Xizhou sword armor has made a big breakthrough.

Brother Zhou Heng crossed two realms from the four realms to the six realms.

Brother Qian An entered the five realms from the three realms.

And Song Guicheng stepped into the threshold of the Seven Realms with one foot.

The astonishing combat power that erupted from the Xizhou sword armor caused several attacks of Candle Yin to be repulsed......

It seems that we can last a little longer, and perhaps one day, the court will remember us.

I think that at the extreme of this southern Xinjiang, there is also a Wuling City, where there are peach blossoms all over the city, and when it comes to spring, the flowers bloom like fire.

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July 22, 11th year of Qingyuan

I finally understand how the Xizhou swordsmen did it.

(This page is torn)

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August 13 of the 11th year of Qingyuan

The old Taoist priest once said.

The spring before the peach tree dies is the most beautiful flower.

Before the destruction of Wuling City, the battle fought was also very beautiful.

We killed the witch of Candle Yin.

I will never forget the scene of Song Guicheng, covered in blood on the scorched earth, holding Wu Zhu's head and roaring angrily.

At that moment, he was like the god in the story.

But in the next second, the tide-like Yin Beast drowned him.

Wuling City is broken.

I escaped under the cover of Brother Qian An.

I went to Xuandu Temple.

There I met the old Taoist priest, who was no longer silent, but brought me a pot of tea.

He said that Candle Yin wanted to turn Wuling City into a dark domain.

This was his first step in regaining the throne.

And to achieve such a purpose, the most important thing is to plant a piece of Candle Yin Divine Blood into the center of Wuling City.

Destroying that seed will stop the candle's conspiracy.

He can help me if I want.

I don't quite understand.

He's just a Taoist priest who can't even straighten his waist, how does he know this? How can you help me?

The old man just spit out a few words tremblingly: "Actually, I am a god." At least it used to be. ”

It felt ridiculous, but I chose to believe it.

Just like Song Guicheng believed that someone would come to the rescue of Wuling City.

People always have to think.

In order to do this well, I engraved a magic pattern on my body.

Gather all the swords I can find.

Break the array, Chitose, Swallow in front of the door, Begonia before the rain, pear blossom first snow, second watch, spring is not late......

They come from different people.

But I think if what the old Taoist priest said is true, I want to take them to see the rout of the candle yin......

This is probably the last of the Lonely City Codex.

I don't know if I'll make it.

If anyone can pick up this manuscript, please give it to a girl named Zhao Nianshuang in Tianhang Mountain.

Tell her.

I'm sorry, but I can't make my appointment to meet her.

Oh.

That's right.

My name.

It's called Chu Qingxiao.