I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

The third year of Fuling, mid-autumn, August 16.

When the rising sun rose in the east, National Master Luo Xinghe came to the north wall of Dragon City, found a vacant place, sat cross-kneeled, and waited for the arrival of the Swaggering Mountain Immortals.

August 17, August 18 ~

sunrise and sunset, Luoxinghe waited until the end of August, and still did not see immortals.

The great drought in the Wei kingdom continued, killing tens of thousands of people every day.

Looking at the green grass of the plain from afar, Luoxinghe punched fiercely, and the entire ancient city wall smashed trembling.

“Grass!” ”

Obviously said that the Mid-Autumn Festival meeting, inject luck into my Great Wei Mountain River, and stabilize the foundation of the country, is his mother dead halfway?”

“Talking is like fart, Laushizi Immortal!”

Luo Xinghe gritted his teeth.

“Master, Master~”

With a bang, Zhao Xuan’er ran up the city wall and ran to Luoxinghe’s side.

The girl looked terrified, and while pointing in the direction of the East Campus, she panted and said, “Division… Master, good, what a big bone mountain. ”

Apprentices… The apprentice saw that there was a big and big bone mountain behind the school grounds.

“Master, they… They ate a lot…”

It took a good reassurance to calm the girl.

“Xuan’er, do you know why our Wei Kingdom has become a hell on earth?”

asked Luo Xinghe.

“Because Qi Qing cut the luck of mountains and rivers.

Zhao Xuan’er replied.

“Your mother was mutilated as a pig by a butcher, and your father was cooked on a rack. ”

Your father, and the few more disaster victims who can fill a sea, do they deserve to die?” the

girl shook her head.

“Does Qi Qingjian deserve to die?”

the girl nodded heavily, and said word by word: “The enemy of the country and the family hates it, and it does not share the sky.”

“Blood for blood, tooth for tooth.”

Luo Xinghe’s face was full of relief, and he got up and picked up the girl.

The autumn style blowing from the vast plains is refreshing outside.

The old man’s white hair and the girl’s blue silk were twisted together by the wind.

It was as if the thick ink was melting the snow.

“They prided themselves as land gods, standing proudly above the sky, and regarded the people of the world as insects in the mud.

“Xuan’er, Master held a breath in his chest, not spitting up.

“Are you willing to stand beside Master and work with Master Wei to pull that pseudo-immortal from the world from the world?” the

girl said seriously, “I don’t want to stand next to Master.”

“I’m going to stand in front of Master. The

old man was stunned, and immediately burst out laughing.

The third year of Voling, August 29.

Wei Guoguo Master Luo Xinghe personally drove the horse and pulled his beloved disciple straight to the Aquarius State.

……

The third year of Voling, the seventh day of September.

Inside the rickety carriage, Cang Xue slowly opened his eyes.

What comes into view is an old man and a young one.

The old man was dressed in a navy blue robe with kind eyebrows.

Next to him sat a childish child about two or three years old, like a porcelain doll.

“Boy, you’re awake, come for a drink. The

old man handed out the water bladder.

“Thank you Grandpa.

After thanking him, Cang Xue took the water bladder, pulled out the plug and poured it violently.

Wiped his mouth and returned the bladder.

Cang Xue said suspiciously: “Grandpa, I am…”

The

old man explained: “Old Immortal is called Han Jing, this is my grandson.

“When my grandfather and grandson came from Northern Qi, passing through the border between Liangzhou and Yunzhou in the Wei Kingdom, he saw you fainting on the side of the road and carried you into the carriage. ”

So it is.

Cang Xuechong lowered his head slightly at the old man and said softly, “Grandpa Xie Han saved his life.”

“Haha, don’t thank me. The

old man smiled and explained, “There is a great drought in your Wei Kingdom, and there are many people along the way, and the old man cannot help the whole world, so he can only be left alone.

“It was my grandson who strongly requested that old age rarely show kindness.”

Cang Xue was stunned for a while, moved her knees, and bowed her head at the childish child: “Thank you brother for saving your life.” The

little boy with red lips smiled coyly and extended a small hand to the girl.

The palm of the palm is like a piece of osmanthus cake.

“Sister, there are bitter and sweet in the world.

“My sister has suffered too much, and I have eaten too much sweetness.

“I’ll give some of my sweetness to my sister.” When

the little boy said this, Cang Xue was stunned when he heard it.

In those big clear and bright eyes, there is the innocence of a child, but also the calmness of an adult.

Some birds are naturally extraordinary, and even when they fall into the mud, their feathers are still bright and eye-catching.

“Thank you.

Cang Xue took the osmanthus cake and took a small bite.

Suddenly, I burst into tears.

Such a delicious thing, some people have never tasted it in their whole lives.

Wait for the girl to calm down.

The old man asked: “Little girl, where are you going to go

?” Cang Xue wiped away her tears and replied: “Qixia Mansion in Aquarius, where is grandpa?”

In

the next few days, through conversation, Cang Xue learned that the grandfather and grandson came to the Wei Kingdom from a thousand miles away, across several countries, just to see a person.

Ask the man to choose a name for the child.

……

In the third year of Fuling, on September 15, one old man and two young people sailed from Yunzhou to Aquarius State.

On September 23, Qixiafu arrived.

As a city second only to the capital Fuyue Prefecture in Aquarius, Qixia Prefecture has been a beauty since ancient times.

In front of it, there is the Feixing River, the largest tributary of the Canglan River, and in the back, there is the Taihang Mountain Range, which stretches for thousands of miles.

However, the three-year drought caused the flying star to dry up and the Taihang to decay.

A large number of disaster victims poured into Qixia Mansion, like countless maggots.

The white muscles are rotten, the smell is rushing, and a tragedy makes the beauty cry.

On a certain bluestone long street in the ancient city pool, the old man called Han Jing hung a sword on his waist and led his grandson and Cang Xue to a bun shop.

The old

man asked

: “What is the filling?” “Pork, dog meat, mutton,” the

treasurer said in a low voice: “And beef.” The

old man squinted slightly, “You pigs, dogs, sheep and cows are not serious? Kindred meat bar~”

The treasurer’s enthusiastic smile suddenly froze.

The old man sighed lightly and said, “Let’s get two drawers of vegetarian buns.” ”

The bun shop is small, with few tables.

It’s lunchtime, and the small shop is full of gobbling diners.

One old man and two young people had to pack up and go to the shade.

The old man and his grandchildren share a drawer, chewing slowly and swallowing.

Cang Xue had a drawer of her own, and her cheeks bulged.

Two drawers of twelve vegetarian bags, which were quickly wiped out.

The old man handed the water bladder to Cangxue.

The girl took it and poured her head up.

After eating and drinking, the girl looked at the old man.

With a particularly serious expression, he said, “Grandpa Han, what can I do for you?” The

old man smiled kindly, “Live well.”

The girl was stunned, and then she focused her head.

“Grandpa Han, and little brother Han, goodbye.

“Child, take care.

“Sister Cangxue, goodbye. ”

Look at the girl who is carrying a drama box and holding one in her arms, gradually moving away.

The old man looked down at his grandson and asked, “Good grandson, do you know why grandpa didn’t give this little girl a silver thing?”

Two

bright lacquered pupils swept over the ragged and yellow-skinned victims under the shade of the wall.

The childish child continued: “Grandpa, although this city has majestic walls, the building complex is magnificent.

“And there are a huge number of living people.

“But there is no moral law here.”

“It doesn’t matter if grandpa is giving Sister Cangxue silver, buns, or water.

“As long as she is separated from us, my sister will never leave this city alive.”

“You can’t even get out of this street alive.” The

old man’s eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, “Sun’er, then do you think the victims are afraid of me, or are they afraid of the sword?”

The childish child whispered, “For the victims, grandpa is not terrible, and the sword is not terrible.

“The sword is terrible in Grandpa’s hands. ”

The old man is extremely satisfied and happy.

‘My grandson has the appearance of a great Confucian

!’ ‘Northern Qi has my grandson, Northern Qi is lucky, I am also fast!’……

Cang Xue, who was walking on the long street, felt the bloodthirsty gazes around him and suddenly stopped.

The two play boxes are opened.

Carrying the theater box, you can faintly see the colorful costumes.

In the theater box in his arms, the little fart child naughtily poked out the outline of half of Bai Sensen’s skull.

The frightening gaze dissipated in an instant.

Cang Xue breathed a long sigh of relief and walked towards the north city gate with a large open drama box.

Walking to a teahouse, the girl’s body suddenly froze.

Inside the teahouse, the crowd is buzzing.

“The swordsman called Cheng Hu was too ruthless, and with one sword, he cut off the head of the third son of the Xu family, and the blood sprayed straight to the roof. ”

Xu Lian went straight to Xu Zhifu’s house, and the corpse of the third prince Xu Qingyin was separated?!

“A little girl, selling her body to bury her mother, Xu Sangongzi was playful when she passed by, and in front of that girl, she chopped her mother’s body into meat puree.

“Poor girl’s tears of tears from tearing her heart, drenching blood from her forehead.

“Later

, Xu Sangongzi forced the girl to eat the flesh of her own mother’s corpse.

Then the swordsman called Cheng Hu appeared.

A sword cut off the head of Xu Sangongzi.

“What a delight.”

“It’s a pity that the young swordsman ended up in the net.

Xu Zhifu was furious and ordered the young swordsman to be beheaded at the entrance of the Nancai Market for public display.

“On what day?”

“It seems to be right now.” ”

His mother, it’s almost three o’clock in the afternoon, hurry up, and go and see off the young swordsman for the last ride.” ”

……

The North City Gate is just a few feet away.

Without the slightest hesitation, the girl turned around and ran in the direction of the south city gate.

At the moment when the girl turned around, Luo Xinghe drove the carriage from the north city gate into Qixia Mansion.

The car curtain was lifted, and Zhao Xuan’er looked around with a novel look.

“Xuan’er, it’s hard to travel all the way, let’s rest in Qixia Mansion for two days first.

“Wait until the morning after tomorrow, Master will send you to Taihang Mountain.” The

girl said obediently, “They all listen to Master.” ”

……

Qixia Fu South Vegetable Market entrance.

A sea of people.

That was the last time Cang Xue saw the boy.

The boy who saved the girl’s life in Changliu Village and guarded the Yuxue siblings for several days, called Cheng Hu.

On the high platform, the executioner took a sip of tea, and Yun said lightly: “Two o’clock in the afternoon has arrived, three o’clock in the afternoon is coming, let’s take a look at the world again.” Two

feet away, kneeling on the ground, the sturdy boy bound by twine slowly raised his head and lowered his head.

What came into view were strange faces that were madly distorted.

“Blood, blood, I want blood!”

“Kill, kill, I’ve been waiting for half an hour, what a

grind!” The young man’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Because I saw acquaintances.

A little girl holding a drama box.

“There are many, many people who have fled the famine. The

boy shouted, “Many, many refugees died.”

“You’re still alive.”

“That’s wonderful. The

sun shone on the boy, and his smiling face was extremely bright.

The executioner took out a decapitation token from the barrel and threw it gently.

“It’s three o’clock in the afternoon, execution!” poof,

the executioner took a sip of strong wine and sprayed it on the ghost head knife.

In the water mist, a rainbow appeared in mid-air.

The teenager finally shouted at the girl.

“Live well!”

The knife falls.

Scarlet splash.

The sky seemed to be raining blood.

A sea of people holding steamed buns frantically rushed to the execution platform.

Among the 10,000 maniacal smiling faces, there is a tearful crying face.

The joy is theirs.

The girl only felt sad.

……

Three years of Voling, September 23.

As the sun thinned, the snow stopped.

Not far away, the wide official road branches.

At that fork in the road stood a bluestone that was a man tall.

The two big characters of ‘Tai Xing’ are on the book.

There is also a line of small print on the right edge.

“Qi people and Wei dogs are not allowed to enter the mountain. ”

Cangxue can’t read, but it can be determined that those Dragon City pawns once opened the sky with a sword, and Qi Qingyan, the land immortal who overwhelmed the entire Wei Kingdom, retreated into the depths of this mountain range.

“Xiaoyu, my sister will definitely avenge you.

“The faces of those soldiers, my sister remembers clearly.”

“Xiaoyu, my sister will let the entire Dragon City be buried for you.” The

girl resolutely embarked on the ancient road to the depths of Taihang.

The sunset was like burning blood, pulling the girl’s shadow for a long, long time.

……

PS: Almost four thousand words, not divided into two chapters. No more today, rest and rest, get the follow-up details.