352 The wind blows the pagoda and the golden bell moves
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Early the next morning, Meng Shuai staggered to this wood.
A whole night had passed, but he still felt uncomfortable, turning out from the bottom of his heart, and if he hadn't been strong enough to support himself, he would have vomited out a long time ago.
Anyone who sees such a massacre will not be happy.
To say that Meng Shuai is also a person who has been in the army, and he has been training in the rivers and lakes for all these years, the ordinary bloody scenes can't scare him at all. But overnight, the slaughter of tens of thousands of people still challenged his bottom line.
Yes, massacres, unilateral massacres. Long Cheng led his black-armored cavalry to launch a massacre in the Dongshan camp. Like cutting melons and vegetables, no, like cutting wheat, starting from a few camp gates to the center, the heads of the people are rolling, and the blood is flowing like a river. Meng Shuai was a hundred feet away, but the ground under his feet was soaked in blood. He saw with his own eyes the blood pooling into a bubbling stream flowing past his feet, and he understood what it meant to "bleed and bleed".
Butcher...... lunatic
In addition to Meng Shuai's pain, there is a deep fear, not only the fear of a scene, the fear of a person slaughtering a madman, and even a little fear of the unknown world.
This person must be from another world, because his brain circuit and Meng Shuai are not from the same plane. Neither from the point of view of human nature nor from the point of view of reason, it is incomprehensible.
From the perspective of human nature, not to mention killing tens of thousands of people, it is also killing tens of thousands of lambs, but also to extinguish the coldness of human nature, abandon the deepest compassion of human nature, and kill countless soldiers of their own side without warning, and only those perverted murderers with a history can fight.
From a rational point of view, what did this bastard come from? He came from Jizhou, of course, the emperor transferred him, but shouldn't he have been recruited to escort him? As soon as Longcheng arrived, he indiscriminately slaughtered the emperor's first guarantee, is this going crazy? No matter how tired these soldiers are, at least there are enough people, and they can deter some small people when they poke it, and they can form a human wall to cover the emperor dozens of times, not to mention that they can become an elite soldier if they are trained.
But the dragon city is slaughtered, the standard first cut and then the prelude - maybe it is not played, if nothing happens, let the eastern gateway of the capital be opened, and lose a barrier. This makes people wonder, is he here to save the driver, or is he here to harm the driver?
This dragon city is no different from the ordinary princes, there is a territory, there are soldiers, and even Xiongguan is a territory, the only difference is that he still eats the money and food of the court, if he wants to rebel, it is very simple to change his skin.
Take 10,000 steps back and say, Long Cheng has no heart to rebel, just a simple neurosis, with his unscrupulousness, how can he get along with the emperor? Even if the emperor does not deal with his sin of privately slaughtering the Dongshan camp, will he be sure that the emperor will be restrained? Can the other forces around the emperor tolerate him? Or will they fight first, and Long Cheng will beat the emperor's other deployments down, so that the emperor will listen to him alone?
No matter how you think about it, the appearance of this army in Dragon City is only endless trouble, for others, for the emperor, and of course, especially for the Jiang family.
Such a murderer, I don't know how he became a generation of pillars. Meng Shuai had the strongest resistance since the crossing, and he was absolutely unwilling to have any face to face with him, especially as an enemy.
So taking advantage of the darkest hour before dawn, he withdrew from the battlefield and went to the third palace.
On the way here, he took the opportunity to rest for a while. Thanks to the fact that he has a hut in the black earth world, he can ignore his physical and psychological state and adjust his body and mind directly to the best, otherwise let him sleep directly, not to mention the delay time, he has just been stimulated so much, whether he can fall asleep or not, even if he falls asleep, he may have nightmares.
After recovering his body, Meng Shuai rushed over along the road from Xin.
This section of the distance is also not close, only from the two places to take the avenue, but also to speed up the horse for two hours, not to mention that he can not take the avenue, especially close to the destination, knowing that there is a trap waiting for him, how can he not be more careful? Naturally, what road is hidden and difficult to find, he will take whatever road.
This time, it took even more effort, and it was also Meng Shuai who relied on his light skills to excel, and it was easy for him to recover, and he did not hesitate to rush, and he was able to rush to the vicinity before noon.
Meng Shuai remembered that this palace was called Changchun Garden, which was a relatively small one of the six palaces, and it was also built by water, but not by the lake, but by a river state, the area was less than one-third of Zhong Yu Garden, and it was the place where the golden house of the former emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty was hidden, and later because of the cool summer and fresh scenery, it was preserved as a royal garden.
Meng Shuai walked and walked, and when he heard the murmuring of water from a distance, he knew that he had reached the upper reaches of Changchun Garden, and immediately lowered his body and went over with his waist bent.
Suddenly, Meng Shuai's eyes lit up, and he gently rose and fell onto the branches.
There was a green ribbon hanging on the branch, if you didn't look closely, it would not be easy to notice, but Meng Shuai knew that this was a special method of communication, and this method was also from the Jiang family, but it was not the Feijun Mansion, but the Tiangong Battalion.
In the Tiangong camp here, there is only one person, and that is Zhong Shaoxuan
My brother has been here
Meng Shuai's heart froze, and when he looked carefully, he first saw the signal of safety, and his heart let go of most of it, and then he slowly read the message left by Zhong Shaoxuan.
After reading it carefully, Meng Shuai breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "Mr. Cen is really like a god. ”
The first signal was false information, and it was a decoy or Meng Shuai who only blinded it when he saw the second signal, but Cen Yifeng saw it early on. Therefore, he didn't let Zhong Shaoxuan rush to meet Meng Shuai, but asked him to look directly along the route of the awakening, and he would definitely be able to show the clues. After Zhong Shaoxuan came to Changchun Garden, there were clues and decided that this was the place where he woke up and where the emperor hid.
Isn't that the solution?
Meng Shuai's heart was relieved, and he suddenly felt that it was done, but when he saw the last line, he saw Zhong Shaoxuan leave a message, asking him to go back and report the matter here to Mr. Zhong.
What does that mean?
Meng Shuai was puzzled in his heart, it stands to reason that Zhong Shaoxuan is in front of this matter, and looking at the appearance of the letter, he is afraid that it will be a night. With this time, Zhong Shaoxuan should have turned back to report the news a long time ago, so why should it be Meng Shuai's turn to go back to report the news? Under normal circumstances, Meng Shuai should have been told to go back quickly or wait for someone to answer, right?
Could it be that my brother didn't go back?
Where did he go? Could it be that he single-handedly rescued and woke up?
That's a joke. If it was said that Meng Shuai was trapped, Zhong Shaoxuan broke in to save him regardless of a qiē, Meng Shuai believed it, but there was no friendship here when he woke up, as the chief teacher, Zhong Shaoxuan usually did not charge into battle at all, nor did he have a hobby of being a lone hero, so he would be worthy of waking up if he gave a message.
So Zhong Shaoxuan has something else going on?
Meng Shuai's brows furrowed, feeling that something was wrong, and he carefully read Zhong Shaoxuan's message, and there was no hint of danger in it. There are two possibilities, one is that Zhong Shaoxuan is not in any danger, or that Meng Shuai is thinking too much, and Zhong Shaoxuan has already gone back, and the other is that Zhong Shaoxuan is facing a great risk, so big that he doesn't dare to let Meng Shuai know.
Which one exactly?
The message belt in his hand was crumpled into a ball by Meng Shuai's palm, soaked in sweat, and Meng Shuai had to calm himself down - even if he had doubts, there was nothing he could do about it.
He should have withdrawn and left, but he still moved closer to Changchun Yuan in line with the principle of having a beginning and an end. Even if you look at it, you can have an impression.
Although Changchun Garden is small in the palace, it covers an area of dozens of acres, built on the Baisha River, the shape is graceful, the structure is exquisite, and it is also pleasing to the eye when seen from afar. Especially on the bank of Hezhou, there is a small tower built, it is built in imitation of the Linglong tower in the south, a total of eight floors, the golden bell is hung on the six corners of the tower, the wind blows the bell ringing, it is crisp and pleasant, it is quite interesting.
When Meng Shuai arrived on the opposite bank, he didn't dare to cross the water to reach the white sandbar on the opposite side, and watched from a distance. But seeing that there was calm in the Changchun Garden, I couldn't see that it was the emperor's presence, nor could I see any traps in it.
It was noon, and a flock of birds fell on the sandbank, pecking at the grain. In the river, there are mandarin ducks, Daigo, herons, and white cranes, all of which swim around, bow their heads into the water from time to time, catch a fish, and splash up the water to shine in the sun, which is more crystal clear than pearls.
"In the end, it's good to be an emperor, as long as it's in the world, you can play as much as you want. Meng Shuai sighed, and wondered in his heart that making such a pond in the black soil world was useless, but it was pleasant, wasn't it?
Just thinking about it, he heard a crisp bell ringing, and heard that it seemed to be fairy music in his ears, Meng Shuai listened attentively, first with joy and then with a change in his face, and said secretly: No
At this time, there is no wind on the river island, why does the bell sound without wind?
Someone is on the tower
Meng Shuai stared at the tower, and sure enough, he saw several figures climbing the tower, and then said with a secret smile: I am also too sensitive - since there is a tower, naturally there are people to climb it, what does it have to do with me if they climb theirs? However, this exquisite tower should be the commanding height of this place, and it must be the sentry who goes up, right?
Because of this concern, Meng Shuai's eyes have been following the figures of several people, and at this glance, he really saw that something was wrong, only to see a few people carrying a large object, all the way up, I don't know what is inside.
Just watching all the way, those people have climbed to the top. Stand on the platform on the ninth floor. One of them raised his hand, flew out of a rope, and hung on a corner of the top of the tower.
Meng Shuai looked at it, chuckled in his heart, and said secretly: What is this?
Then the remaining men opened the thing they had been carrying, and pulled out a man from it, and hung it on a rope, and pushed it out, and the man flew out like a sandbag and hung on the corner of the tower.
Meng Shuai's heart sank, he didn't need to look at people, he already knew who it was - he didn't expect him to be really caught, and he ended up in such a situation.
A gust of wind blew, and the rope was blown around, revealing the man's face, but seeing that his face was pale, three points whiter than usual, without a trace of human color, it was awake.