no soul

Chapter 031

Lin Hong suddenly came back to his senses, and he was still bumping on the horse's back.

The Mihe steed under its crotch let out a pleasant snort.

"Bao'er! We're back!" Lin Hong rubbed the horse's neck hard.

Bo'er ran happily.

Tu Hongxue looked at this inexplicable and suddenly happy person and horse from behind, and lost his ability to speak.

The shipment was detained in Gule City not far away.

I saw it when I got out of the woods.

The tall and majestic city walls stand majestically. When you look up, the crenels and lookouts are undulating. They are the steel teeth of ferocious beasts, which can bite off everything that is eyeing a tiger.

The eyes of soldiers in iron armor are like falcons, and the sharp arrows they shoot are always shining with cold light.

Lin Hong's subordinates were sitting in the shade outside the city gate, staring at the city wall.If the gaze can be used with strength, the city wall must be too broken to be lifted up.

This batch of goods is very important, and more than ten people have been dispatched.

More than a dozen big men wielded swords and sticks, and their eyes were captivating, as if the Vajra Arhat had come to the world.

Lin Hong smiled.

"What are you doing so bitterly and bitterly?" Lin Hong got off his horse, "I'm still alive, and you have a mouthful of food to eat. If this batch of goods can't be delivered, can I still starve to death?"

When everyone saw him, they all nodded.

"Head."

"Head."

……

Wan Guchuan came back to his senses from the desk full of documents, rubbed his forehead, and called out: "Zhang Gejian." Gejian is Zhang Qianyi's character.

If this continues, he will become a civil servant investigating cases...

"What's the matter, general?" Zhang Yanyi strode in with Hongying's helmet under his arm, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Wan Guchuan said: "Go and look up the inn [-] kilometers north of Jiangfeng City. The name...well...there is no name."

Zhang Qianyi was stunned for a while, then smiled embarrassedly, "General, don't entertain me."

Wan Guchuan looked at him.

"Jiangfeng City is my hometown, where do you think there is an inn at that location?"

"Isn't it just a mass grave?"

Wan Guchuan understood.

No wonder.

The boss's bright red dress is not a festive one, it's actually a shroud...

Poor people full of inns...

The tables and rooms of the inn are in disarray...

And those locks for the coffins...

Those cluttered relics in the basement...

The lame horse in the stable is the war horse buried there...

"Is anyone in charge of that mass grave?" Wan Guchuan thought of the boss.

"No." Zhang Qianyi recalled, "but there was a restaurant owner who often went there to pay homage. I used to bump into him often, saying that those buried there are poor people."

Wan Guchuan asked, "Where is this boss?"

"He died a few years ago." Zhang Qianyi sighed, "I heard that he was also buried in a mass grave when I went home. It is strange to say that his family has money, but he wants to be buried there..."

Presumably, this is the boss who always settles accounts.

"Did any major event happen in Jiangfeng City?" Wan Guchuan asked again.

"There are too many important things, I don't know which one you asked about."

Wan Guchuan thought for a while, "What happened in Hualou or the official house."

Zhang Qianyi recalled it for a while, "It really is!"

The huge room is full of gold and silver decorations, and the white gauze is floating in layers, covering the wind and moon in the room. Occasionally, a few girls' charming smiles leak out.

White smoke floats indistinctly from the jade incense burner, lingering in the luxurious house, and the expensive purple sandalwood from the Kunlun Pan Kingdom is burning inside, and the fragrance permeates, wrapping around the tip of the nose, fragrant and soft, It looks like the slender hands of the girls in Huahaolou.

"Bang"!

The black lacquered wooden box containing golden gold falls on the table, and the deafening sound reveals their weight.

The gold swayed lightly, making a crisp "cracking" sound, and the desk also swayed.

The candlelight reflected on it gave the whole luxurious room a more luxurious golden layer.

"This is the price agreed upon earlier, order a little." A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was lying on the jade couch, and a petite woman was sitting on his lap, half naked, lying in his arms.He raised his chin, indicating the gold on the table.

Xie Shilang waved his hand and asked the attendant to leave with the gold, "There is no need to order, Feng Zhonglang is a real person, and he will definitely not deceive me."

Feng Zhonglang smiled, "It's a good deal to buy a few beautiful girls with this gold. —— Xie Shilang, I heard that you have acquired two more beauties recently."

Xie Shilang pinched the waist of the girl next to him, his small eyes communicated with her, and he smiled when he heard the middle-aged man's words, as if thinking of something particularly pleasing, his eyes widened. He narrowed his eyes, "Hey, Feng Zhonglang is well informed!"

Feng Zhonglang pinched his beard and said meaningfully, "It's all good, of course I paid attention to it."

Xie Shilang took the lychee peeled by the girl with his mouth, licked the girl's fingers after eating, and continued after a long while: "Isn't it? I'm afraid that my family will torture me to death if they see me again."

"I heard they are a pair of brothers and sisters?" Feng Zhonglang put his arms around the girl in his arms and took a sip of wine, "You are capable, men and women can take it all."

"Tsk, don't tell me, that younger brother is prettier than older sister!" Xie Shilang squinted his eyes, as if recalling that feeling.

Feng Zhonglang stroked his chin and said, "How about—lend me for fun? The price is negotiable."

"Come on." Xie Shilang brushed off the girl's clothes little by little, "Isn't there a small number of people who were played to death by you? They were all buried in mass graves. - You also restrain yourself, I can't help you anymore .”

"Where are you going to take my brother..." A beautiful woman cried so much that she lay on the ground, reaching out to grab the foot of the boy who was taken away, "Please...don't... No……"

"Sister! Sister! Help me!" The boy who was being held was also crying, turning his head to look at her.

The framer was a tall and thick man, she was dragged and slid on the ground, where her small body couldn't hold her back.

"Oh...please...please...let him go..." Wanliang frowned a pair of willow-leaf eyebrows, the phoenix eyes at the end of her eyes were full of tears, and the corners of her eyes were red. On the ground, anyone who sees such stunning beauty will feel soft-hearted.

But the two men who were carrying people did not.They put on blank faces, their big hands stuck under Fenglu's armpits, and they forcibly lifted the boy so that his feet couldn't reach the ground.

Wanliang couldn't hold back anymore, her younger brother's foot was pulled out of her hand, "Fenglu!"

A man in brocade robes trailing the floor came over, with Luobo heavy mountain shoes on the soles of his feet, the hem of his clothes shaking.

Wan Liang cried and crawled over to hug his feet, looked up at him with a beautiful face, her eyes were full of pleading, "Thank you, sir! Please... please... let him go... woo Woo... I... I will be your cow and horse... In the next life... I will also be your cow and horse in the next life! Please..."

Xie Shilang smiled, looked down at her, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke her head, "Wanliang, I love him so much, how could I hurt him, don't worry."

Xie Shilang followed in the direction where the boy was taken away.

Wan Liang was still crying, and the hem of his clothes slipped out of her hands.

Feng Lu was taken to a small room, and was pinned on the bed by two men, with her hands and feet tied up.

Xie Shilang walked in.

The young man on the bed was really beautiful, with fair and delicate skin, thin eyebrows and almond eyes, long and thick eyelashes, and a charming red mouth.

At this moment, his eyes were full of tears, like a frightened deer looking at Xie Shilang helplessly.

"Oh, Fenglu." Xie Shilang touched his face with his hand, "This place is full of female relatives, I'm really afraid that something will happen, don't hate me."

Feng Lu's eyes widened, not knowing what he was going to do.

A rope was hung on the beam, and a small loop was knotted underneath, facing him somewhere.

A man was holding a small knife in his hand.

"Leave something too, don't pee like an eunuch." Xie Shilang said to the man.

At this time, Feng Lu also understood what he was going to do to him, and immediately struggled violently, "No, no, no!! Don't!!!"

"It's useless for you to keep it anyway." Xie Shilang smiled wretchedly.

Wanliang was trapped under the quilt, her eyes were misty, and her bare shoulders were covered with a thin powder.

Xie Shilang backed out, Wan Liang couldn't help but snorted.

He put on his clothes and walked out of the room without looking at her.

After a while, Wanliang sat up from the bed, put on her clothes slowly, shrank to the corner, and buried her face in her knees.

The candles in the room were not lit, and it was a little dim. She curled up there, small and thin, looking helpless and pitiful.

Her face was buried in her knees so she didn't see a knife go into the gap in the window and lift the bolt.

The window "boasted" to open, the sound startled Wan Liang, she raised her head to look over.

The evening wind blows in from the window, bringing the coolness of early spring.

A tall and handsome man was squatting on the window frame, looking at her, obviously not expecting that there was someone in the room.

"Who are you?" Wan Liang looked at him.

The man quickly raised a slender finger to his lips to signal her to hiss.

Wanliang looked at him for a while, but really didn't make a sound.

The man rolled in lightly, closed the window behind his back, and sat down against the wall with some strength, with his elbows on his knees, looking at her.

The light from the torches outside the window flashed across the window lattice, until the noisy people turned their voices in the direction of Wan Liang, there was no sound.

Wan Liang sniffed the faint smell of blood on the tip of her nose, "You...are you injured?"

The man smiled, "Do you want to save me, girl?"

Wanliang has never seen such a handsome man, and his smile is even worse.

She lit up the candle, walked over barefoot with the medicine box in her arms, and squatted beside the man.

"Young lady, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" Chu Huaijiang looked down at her.

Wanliang opened the medicine box, "How bad can the young master be? Are you going to kill me?"

She is not afraid of any bad guys anymore, and there is nothing worse than this fate.What else does she have besides her life?

"It's hard to say, I'm a big thief, and all the officials outside are chasing me." Chu Huaijiang laughed.

"Oh? Then what did the thief steal? Why don't you tell me." Wan Liang took out the gauze from the medicine box.

"It's not fair to steal a little from a rich man's house."

Wan Liang smiled, "In this case, the young master will kill me, let's have a good time."

Chu Huaijiang looked at her, "What a pity."

Wan Liang lowered her eyes, "Is the young master taking medicine?"

"For fear of offending the girl, I'll do it myself."

Wanliang raised her eyes to look at him, and there was a burst of panic hidden in the affectionate eyes raised at the end of her eyes.

Who ever said he was afraid of offending her?

Chu Huaijiang took off his clothes.

His strong muscles were reflected in the candlelight, which was by no means comparable to Xie Shilang's big belly.

The bloody new wounds on the body are piled with the scabs of the old year, and there are bloody rivers and lakes stories one after another.

Wan Liang turned her back.

"Thank you for your help." Chu Huaijiang put on his clothes after treating the wound.

"Girl staying in this place, I'm afraid it's... a rough life, right?" Chu Huaijiang looked at her.

Wanliang packed the medicine box, "My fate is in the hands of others, I don't know if it's rough or not."

Chu Huaijiang looked at her for a while.

It is not destined, but in the hands of others.

"I'm afraid to cause trouble for the girl, so I take my leave."

Wan Liang looked up again, the window was empty, and the window was still creaking and shaking.

The room seemed cold even by candlelight.

Another night.

Wan Liang shrank in the corner.

The window was knocked lightly, and a figure swayed outside the window, "Girl?"

Wanliang went barefoot and opened the window, "It's you again."

"I don't know if the word 'again' is surprise or joy?" Chu Huaijiang laughed.

Wan sneered, "There is no emotion."

"Sad." Chu Huaijiang pretended to be sad, serious, "Can I go in?"

Wanliang turned around and entered the room, making room for him.

"Come to thank the girl today." Chu Huaijiang took out something wrapped in oil paper from his arms, "I brought the pastry from Taoyuanji in the north of the city here for the girl to taste, and I hope the girl will give her a face."

The bony hands opened the oiled paper, on which delicate pastries were neatly stacked.

To the south of the city, across such a large city, and climbing up the window, I don't know how he managed to keep the pastry from breaking.

Wanliang reached out and twisted a piece.

The food given by Xie Shilang is good, but Wanliang thinks the pastry is very delicious.

"How?" Chu Huaijiang looked at her.

Wanliang twisted another piece, "The tongues are all the same, the son thinks it's delicious, so I naturally think it's delicious too."

Chu Huaijiang found it interesting, "That's not necessarily the case, the tongue looks the same, but the feeling is different."

Wanliang didn't care much, "My feelings are never important."

Chu Huaijiang looked down at her for a while.

"How can it not be important?"

Thank you and thank you, but Chu Huaijiang came again.

Every night.

With the wind and snow beyond the Great Wall, the wind and sand in the northern desert, the eccentricity of the streets and streets, the wanton swords and wine in the rivers and lakes, and the iron-blooded ambition to punish evil and promote good...

With a sweetness that Wan Liang never expected.

She just wants to drown in the sea of ​​stars every night.

"Wanliang wants to serve the young master." Wanliang lowered her eyes to hide her admiration, and said it as if she was begging.

Chu Huaijiang took her hand and put it on his lips, "I don't want you to serve me, I want you to marry me."

Wan Liang withdrew her hand in fright, "I'm not clean."

"You are clean." Chu Huaijiang embraced her, "Wanliang, come with me."

Wan Liang wailed in his arms, "I can't leave, my brother is in his hands, I can't leave..."

Chu Huaijiang is just a ranger, he can't escape from the tight guard with two people.

He killed corrupt officials up to the fifth rank, and there was a huge reward for him in the court, so he couldn't even protect himself.

There are no three matchmakers and six engagements, no red makeup, and two red candles. I pray to heaven and earth as proof that you are still the bride I am marrying.

"Sister." Just as Feng Lu pushed open Wanliang's room door, she heard a man laughing softly.

He looked over.

The candlelight was flickering, and the man sitting by the window was slender, with a smile on his brows and eyes, full of coquettishness and wantonness.

Hearing his voice, the man looked over, with endless smiles in his eyes, lingering like a song.

Feng Lu's heart beat like a drum.

"Fenglu!" Wanliang called him, "Quickly close the door!"

Feng Lu closed the door with her backhand, and looked at Chu Huaijiang without blinking, "Sister, who is he?"

"He is..." Wanliang didn't know what to say for a while.

"Your brother-in-law." Chu Huaijiang smiled.

Wan Liang blushed.

Feng Lu froze there.

He saw the entanglement in the eyes of the two people in front of him, so lingering that even the wind couldn't squeeze in.

"Sister, are you crazy?" Feng Lu grabbed Wan Liang's hand, almost insane, "If Minister Xie finds out, he won't let you go!"

"Keep your voice down." Wan Liang hugged him, "I just want to go crazy this time in my life."

"Fenglu, I'm pregnant, please help me."

Feng Lu glanced at her sister's pleading face, glanced at Chu Huaijiang quietly, and said with lowered eyes, "Okay."

"Master Xie," Feng Lu hugged Xie Shilang and rubbed against him, "Come to me, come to me... What's so good about my sister, why don't you look at me more."

Xie Shilang smiled obscenely, and touched his face with his hand.

"When he is born, I will take him away." Chu Huaijiang held Wanliang's hand.

Wanliang pulled out her hand, "The child needs to be nursed, besides, you are avoiding officers and soldiers, and you can't take care of yourself. It's even more inconvenient to take him with you. I'm afraid I'll be left alone in the end."

Chu Huaijiang still wanted to argue.

Wan Liang shook her head.

The two quarreled, and Chu Huaijiang had no choice.

All the sisters in this building came to help, and Wanliang gave birth to Zuo'er.

"Thank you, sir, this is your child."

Xie Shilang took a look, "Throw it out."

"God has the virtue of good life, Wanliang can be taken with me, and will never cause trouble." Wanliang knelt down for him and looked up at him.

Xie Shilang pinched her face, "Okay, I'll sell it when I grow up."

"Thank you so much, my lord." Wanliang possessed her body, her forehead pressed to the ground.

Every time the stars and the moon fade, the family can always be reunited.

However, the dawn will always swallow up all the stars, and there is no eternal night in the world.

Zuo'er gradually opened up, her brows were like knives, and there were stars hidden in her eyes.

Xie Shilang squinted his small eyes to look at him, "Wanliang, do you really think I'm too tolerant?"

"Please... please... I am willing to be punished, please let Zuo Er go! He is innocent!" Wan Liang knelt in front of him, tears streaming down her face.

Xie Shilang kicked her away, "Since your body is so promiscuous, then I'll let you have a good time."

That night, many dignitaries and dignitaries came to Xie Shilang's small courtyard outside the city.

When they came, they were full of anticipation, but when they left, they were filled with displeasure.

The price of this feast is nothing more than the uncertainty of the life and death of an insignificant woman.

Chu Huaijiang turned into the house, only to see Feng Lu sitting beside the bed holding Zuo'er.

Feng Lu handed Zuo'er into his arms, "My sister told you to take him away and live a good life."

Chu Huaijiang was about to collapse, grabbed Fenglu, "Where is she! Take me to find her! I'll take her away!"

Feng Lu looked at him, panting, tears could not stop falling, "In the innermost room, I will take you to find her."

Zuo'er heard the voice, rubbed his eyes and woke up, saw Chu Huaijiang, hugged his neck happily, "Father!"

Chu Huaijiang kissed his forehead, "Zuoer, let's play hide and seek."

When Zuo Er heard it, he nodded with bright eyes, "Yeah!"

"Hide in the closet, don't let the bad guys find you." Chu Huaijiang blinked at him.

Zuoer cheered.

Chu Huaijiang let him sit in the closet and looked down at him, "Don't open the door if anyone comes, unless it's your father or your uncle, everyone else is a bad person."

Chu Huaijiang reached out and scratched his nose with his fingers, "If you get caught, you will lose the game of hide and seek."

"En!" Zuo'er nodded obediently.

"If..." Chu Huaijiang knelt down and looked at him, "If it's uncle who came to see you, promise daddy that you will obey him obediently, okay?"

Zuo'er also looked at him, "Where's dad?"

"Father will come back when he defeats the bad guys, and bring your mother with him, then we will all win."

Zuo Er nodded.

At the last moment of closing the cabinet, Chu Huaijiang smiled at him from outside the gap.

Zuo'er didn't understand why a game of hide-and-seek meant life and death...

The servant is a high-ranking official of the fourth rank, and Xie Shilang employs an unknown number of hidden guards with superb martial arts in his courtyard.

Wanliang's window faces the outside of the courtyard, but it is absolutely impossible to go through the inner courtyard.

A sharp knife is hidden in the turbulent shadow, ready to strike, just waiting for the slightest movement of the prey.

Chu Huaijiang spat out a big mouthful of blood, his ears were completely silent, he could not hear Feng Lu's startled wailing, and he could not hear Xie Shilang's scolding.

His eyes were almost blurred, but he still looked at the door in front of him.

Wanliang is behind that door.

He lay on the ground, trying to crawl over bit by bit.

Dozens of swords pierced his body from top to bottom.

Even Feng Lu's screams couldn't cover the sound of flesh being torn apart.

The last thing he saw was the door.

Wanliang is waiting for him...

Zuo Er is still waiting for him...

Looks like I can't wait...

He is incompetent...

Wanliang told him to live well with his son, but he failed...

He is incompetent, he has no one to protect him...

Feng Lu cried out in shock.

He's crazy.

He casually picked up a stick as thick as an arm leaning against the wall.

He swung it up, and hit Xie Shilang heavily on the top of the head!

Xie Shilang fell to the ground before he could scream.

One stick after another was smashed down, blood spattered!

Feng Lu's eyes are red, he is crazy.

The swords that killed Chu Huaijiang pierced him from all directions.

Feng Lu spat out blood and smiled softly.

May I live like a man in the next life, like Chu Huaijiang, with fresh clothes and angry horses, a young man willful.

"Ah, why doesn't Wanliang lock the wardrobe, don't you know that all the sisters in this building are jealous of her beautiful jewelry?"

A graceful woman picked up the lock on the table, walked to the closet, raised her hand and locked it.

Walked out of the room, "squeaked", and closed the door...

The body of the nobleman has a nanmu coffin.

The silk shroud is painted with golden threads, painted with cloud patterns, and aloe that has been smoked from Tianzhu.

Lying in the softness and warmth of goose down, it is filled with the luxury of porcelain bowls, silver vases and pearl glass.

Apply frankincense to sacrifice the sweetness of fruit spirits.

The white paper fluttered, like snow drifting thousands of miles, paved on the last section of the road in the world, and relatives and friends wailed hoarsely and spoke warmly to each other.

And the slaves and untouchables lay in the desolation of the mass graves.

Even the soil covering their mouths and noses is barren enough to drain their last flesh and blood.

The wild wolf howled, its long tongue lay between its fangs, dripping with saliva, and it gasped greedily.

Scavenging birds mediate in the sky above, their chirping shrill.

The dark clouds are rising, the dead trees are trembling, and the rain from the sky brings out the bloody smell that lingers for years from the dust. The helplessness and madness are unscrupulous...

Many stories in Jiangfeng City are buried in this mass grave.

Those loves are stronger than gold and can't shake the universal agreement and tacit agreement.

In the sea of ​​feasting and involuntary desire, the vows made by the mountains and the sea are as light as a deep sigh no matter how loud the words are.

False love as deep as the sea cannot let prosperity cover this barren wasteland.

The sunlight floats on the crown of the tree, but cannot penetrate the dense leaves, and the soil is still dark and cold.

The Dazheng Dynasty is a prosperous and powerful country, but it is not a pure land of pilgrimage.

Good ministers are full of hearts for the country, but the more meritorious they are, the more at ease they will be.

The black gauze hat with soft wings cannot hold back the wild horse of desire.

Under the brocade official robes with Luobo patterns, money and beauties are covered.

And beauty is like a knife.

The inn is over

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