The next day, Zhou Yang was woken up by the baby's crying.

At this time, in the Hebochang Hutong, where there was no movement last night, the bloody and bloody horror scene finally attracted the attention of foreign devils and gave a great shock to the Eight-Nation Alliance!

The hellish scene of Satan's arrival shocked countless ordinary coalition soldiers!

All the way to Beijing, they had never encountered such large casualties in the head-on conflict with the Qing army and the Boxers, let alone such a miserable death!

A closer look shocked them even more!

Of the coalition soldiers killed last night, there were more than 80 people in other places besides Hebochang Hutong!

All of a sudden, the coalition army was in a hurry, and the coalition command immediately gathered its troops and began to search the area around Hebochang Hutong, bound to find the murderer who caused the tragedy!

It's just that

After a dragnet search, they still couldn't find the enemy's location. On the contrary, every evening and night, a large number of coalition soldiers are killed.

And when the nearby soldiers rushed over, they had long since disappeared from the enemy's trace!

There was even a surviving soldier who swore that when he arrived, he saw with his own eyes that the mysterious man suddenly disappeared like a ghost, and then there was a torrential rain of bullets coming towards this side, and his comrades died on the spot, if he hadn't been around the corner and hid behind the courtyard wall in time, he would have been killed by the night death!

After a few days, not only did they not find the mysterious person, but the name of "Dark Night Death" spread more and more, and for a while, everyone was in danger, and the low-level coalition soldiers became more and more popular.

So that in the next few days, the people of the capital were surprised to find that the foreign devils who burned, killed, plundered, murdered, and did all kinds of evil suddenly changed their sex and became well-behaved, especially at night, those foreign devils who were usually scourging the people gathered in the Forbidden City, and did not dare to come out again.

After knowing the reason, the name of "Night Death" became a household name even to the people of the capital.

And many people who don't know the truth, when they hear this pidgin foreign word, they think that this immortal specializes in foreign devils, so they carved the immortal tablet for their homes, burning incense and praying every day, in order to seek the protection of "the dark night death".

And we, the night reaper, have been busy killing devils and part-time dads these days, and we have to keep running around to find food for the baby.

In the blink of an eye, five days flew by.

The red number on Zhou Yang's wrist stayed at 356/100.

When the time comes,

Outside the Chaoyang Gate.

The sky was just dawning.

Zhou Yang hugged the baby to the appointment and met Cheng Youlong, who had been waiting here for a long time.

"Mr. Zhou!"

Seeing Zhou Yang coming out of Chaoyang Gate, Cheng Youlong greeted him and bowed to Zhou Yang.

"Brother Cheng."

Zhou Yang returned the gift with one hand.

"Mr. Zhou, please come with me."

Cheng Youlong drove an ox cart, invited Zhou Yang to get on the ox cart, and personally drove the ox in the direction of Lou Xinzhuang.

"Now that the Yiren have entered the capital, the situation is chaotic, Tianjin, Shandong, Hebei, and the entire North China war situation is eroded. My father was temporarily buried in Lou Xinzhuang, and after the situation calmed down, he was sent back to Chengjia Village in Shenzhou, Hebei Province, and buried in the ancestral grave of the Cheng family. ”

Cheng Youlong gently whipped the old ox with a whip, and the ox cart walked smoothly on the official road.

Lile collapsed, and on the official road, there were sometimes rebellious soldiers, as well as green forest heroes who robbed the road.

Refugees who fled the city were also afraid of misfortune on the road, so most of them gathered their relatives and friends in the neighborhood to travel in groups.

Although Zhou Yang and Cheng Youlong are only two people, there is no process Youlong who has some face on the roads around the capital, and those green forest heroes did not dare to stand up and find themselves uncomfortable when they saw that it was Cheng Youlong who was driving.

"Smack!"

The whip was raised high, and a whip rang out.

Just looking at Cheng Youlong's dexterous movement of swinging his wrist whip, he knows that he has kung fu in his hands.

Hearing the sound of the whip, it exploded overhead like a firecracker, and the old scalper moved his ears, flicked his tail, and dispersed the flies lying on his body, and his steps were faster.

Lou Xinzhuang in the suburbs of Beijing is not close, from the morning dawn, until almost noon, only to Lou Xinzhuang.

The relatives and friends of the entire Cheng family who can come are all at the home of Cheng Tinghua's wife in Lou Xinzhuang at this time, helping out.

Zhou Yang had nothing to do, but Cheng Youlong was careful, and invited a woman in the village who had just given birth to a child to help Zhou Yang take care of the baby.

After following Zhou Yang, the baby who was hungry and ate a hundred meals was finally able to eat a few more full meals.

Until five o'clock in the afternoon, a suona sound sounded.

The crowd wearing linen and filial piety, accompanied by the suona song "Mourning Music", cried.

Cheng Tinghua's sons and nephews lifted the coffin, sprinkled paper money on the road, and headed towards the tomb that had already been selected.

At this time, Zhou Yang had already changed into a black robe, with a six-fold hat on his head and a burlap white cloth wrapped around his arms, and followed the burial procession and walked towards the outside of the village together.

Stop and go all the way, and when it was time for the farmland to be buried, it was already dusk, and Cheng Tinghua's life was also closed with the sun gradually sinking below the horizon!

"Mr. Sun!"

"Master Sun is here!"

At this time, someone in the team suddenly exclaimed.

Zhou Yang followed everyone's line of sight, and more than a dozen people in the distance were walking on the ridge, coming quickly towards this side.

The first was a man dressed in a black robe, extremely tall, extremely strong, looking like a man in his thirties, striding in the shape of a dragon, seemingly walking, but extremely fast.

"Master Sun, why are you here?"

Cheng Youlong, as the eldest son, greeted the past and said to the comer.

Sun Lutang should be in Baoding at this time, he didn't expect Sun Lutang to be in this situation, and rushed to Beijing.

"When I heard that Master Cheng was killed, I couldn't help but come."

Sun Lutang looked past the crowd and looked at Tanaka Tubao, his eyes couldn't help but redden, and he walked forward quickly, knelt in front of the monument, and kowtowed to incense.

Gradually it was already dark.

After laying wreaths, burning paper figurines, and offering incense to say goodbye, the funeral procession lights torches and returns to the village.

After the feast, the crowd dispersed.

Zhou Yang, Sun Lutang and other friends of Cheng Tinghua before his death came from other places and were taken to the guest room to rest.

Lighting the kerosene lamp, Zhou Yang looked at the baby babbling with his small mouth open, as if he was trying to breastfeed his whole body, and wanted to turn over on the bed.

Looking at her little arms and legs, Zhou Yang looked anxious and wanted to help her, but she succeeded!

All of a sudden, he changed from lying down to lying on his stomach.

"Cluck, cluck, ······"

As if he was jumped by his sudden turnover, the baby first pouted and wanted to cry, and then realized that he had succeeded, and even giggled again.

"Blue Butterfly."

Zhou Yang looked at the baby's left shoulder armor, a lifelike blue butterfly.

The butterfly is not as beautiful as the world, but has a feeling of natural spirit, as if it is a living creature with life, and it is about to flutter its wings and fly out the next moment.