I’m Really Not Wrong

  Chapter 152 Devastated

  In a big mountain southwest of Daxia Capital.

  Dozens of people gathered in a huge and empty cave.

  A bonfire was lit in the middle of the cave, and the flames made a sizzling sound. Several gray-haired old men sat around the bonfire without saying a word, and the atmosphere was quite heavy.

  At this moment, a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes came in from the cave, his face was a little ugly, and he said: "I just got the news that the imperial court recruited a large number of middle-aged corvees to the capital... I don't know what I want to do?"

   "Cough cough cough... How many people are there?"

  Wang Jingming, who had all white hair, coughed twice and asked.

   "Based on the information reported by the states... there may be more than two million people."

  The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and answered.

  Although he said that he didn't know what the court wanted to do...

  But now it is the Imperial City Army that controls the imperial court, and behind the Imperial City Army is evil spirits.

  You can guess what Xie Chong can do with so many middle-aged corvees.

   It's just that he is not willing to think in that direction.

   "Cough cough cough..."

  Wang Jingming coughed a few more times, his eyes full of sadness and powerlessness.

  Two million corvee workers...

  What a terrifying evil spirit has to be bred?

   When that time really comes, this Great Xia will be completely controlled by evil spirits, and there will be no possibility of a comeback.

  Thinking of this, Wang Jingming became more and more worried.

  At this time, an equally old voice came from not far away.

   "Great Confucians, why don't we start tomorrow, or wait until the evil grows stronger... We will have no chance at all."

  Hearing this, the few Confucian scholars gathered around the campfire frowned, and were a little uncertain for a while.

  The stakes are high.

  The Fengyi Army still has the last blow left.

   If this blow fails again, it is really hopeless,

   Just then, a young warrior walked in quickly.

   "Mr. Wang, Senior Chu Jiang, who is in charge of the affairs of Shenhuo State, sent a letter... This letter is specially sent to you, saying that it is related to that student of yours."

  The young warrior walked to Wang Jingming with a letter while talking.

  Wang Jingming immediately took the letter and opened it to read it.

  The letter contained very little content, only a short sentence.

   "Teacher, the students will arrive in the capital in a few days. If the Fengyi Army takes any action, please wait for the students for a few days—student Chen Che."

   Looking at this letter, Wang Jingming was both relieved and moved, and unknowingly burst into tears.

   As a great Confucian, he is not a fragile person.

  But now that the Fengyi Army is in a desperate situation, he really can't see much hope.

  Under this desperate mood, this letter from Chen Che gave him some kind of indescribable spiritual power... It made him suddenly feel that there was still hope for this great summer.

   "Jingming, is that Shenhuo State Chen Che?"

  Another great Confucianist on the opposite side asked in a low voice.

   "Yes, hehe, who would have thought that I would accept such a powerful martial artist as a student?"

  Wang Jingming smiled while wiping away tears.

  Although this student is practicing martial arts, he is still extremely proud in his heart.

   "It is rumored that Chen Che repelled the 30,000 imperial army by himself. Is it true?"

   An old voice in the dark asked.

   "I don't know if it's true or not, anyway, the imperial army left Shenhuo State, didn't they?

  By the way, my student said that he will come to the capital in the near future, let us wait for him no matter what we do.

  How about... we just wait for him? "

  Wang Jingming looked at the dark place and asked.

   "Well, I also want to see what this powerful man who has been famous in Daxia recently looks like."

   replied the old voice in the darkness.

  …

  The other side.

   Shenhuo State border.

  Chen Che looked at the boundary marker next to him, then took a step forward, walked out of the range of Shenhuo State, and entered the boundary of Ling State.

  For the sake of safety, he used the name of Tiantong Trading Company to create three caravans this time, and went to the capital at the same time from three similar official roads.

  The three caravans are about tens of miles apart from each other, and the caravans on both sides form a guard against the caravan in the middle.

   And he opened the way about ten miles in front of the caravan in the middle.

  …

  Entering the boundary of Lingzhou, the heaven and earth suddenly became more yin and evil.

  Chen Che was wearing a simple black suit, walking alone on the official road.

  Actually, with his current cultivation strength, if he goes all out, he will be faster than riding a horse.

   But no matter how fast he is, the speed of the caravan is there.

  So he simply chose to walk slowly.

  After walking only a few miles, the smell in the air gradually became weird.

   After walking a few more steps, he saw two shriveled corpses on the side of the road that had been devoured by the evil spirits and had begun to rot.

  Glancing at the two corpses, Chen Che hesitated for a moment, then took out the powder from his bosom, and poured two drops on the corpses.

   These two corpses were just ordinary people, and they were soon wiped clean.

  Chen Che continued to walk forward with a blank face.

   To be honest, he has been in Shenhuo State for more than a year, and he has almost forgotten the harsh environment outside Shenhuo State where evil spirits are rampant.

   After seeing these two tragic corpses, he really realized that he had left Shenhuo State.

   After walking for another mile, another corpse appeared on the side of the road.

   Since then, it has been continuous.

   Almost every few miles you walk, you will inevitably see corpses abandoned on the side of the road.

   Among these people are men and women, old and young, and children.

  The way of dying also varies.

  Some people were killed by evil spirits, and some people were swollen and looked like they died of starvation.

  Others had obvious weapon wounds on their bodies, as if they were killed by robbers.

  …

  One day, two days, three days...

  Chen Che walked alone on the pipeline, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.

  …

   "Big Brother... Do me a favor, give me something to eat, my mother is starving to death..."

  Near the city gate of Jizhou Prefecture, a little girl about seven or eight years old suddenly trotted out from the nearby refugee settlement, blocking Chen Che's way.

  The little girl was dark and thin, with a pair of big eyes full of tears, and a timid expression.

   Even so, she mustered up the courage to grab Chen Che's sleeve with a small hand and shake it slightly.

  Chen Che lowered his head slightly.

  Leaving Shenhuo State for five days, this is the first person who dares to stop him.

   After glancing at the little girl, he turned his head to look at the refugee gathering point next to him.

  The refugee gathering point is very large, but most of them have only one straw mat, which looks like a huge beggar's den.

   There are also a few corpses mixed in.

  Where the little girl came out from lay a woman with a swollen body, pale face, and unconsciousness.

   "You go to your mother's place and wait for a while, I will go to the city to buy some food for you."

  Chen Che said softly.

  Hearing this, the little girl let go of her hand timidly.

  The next second, Chen Che disappeared from her eyes.

   After a while.

  Chen Che returned from the city.

  The little girl was sitting there waiting for him eagerly.

  Seeing Chen Che again, the little girl stood up expectantly.

  Chen Che walked over and handed the two steamed buns to the little girl.

  Seeing the steamed buns, the little girl took them immediately, and then looked around vigilantly.

   Seeing that everyone around was listless and no one was paying attention, the little girl tore off some steamed buns and fed them to the weak woman.

  Hey, she suddenly raised her head and took a deep look at Chen Che, sobbing:

   "Big brother...you are such a good person...when I grow up, I will definitely repay you."

  Chen Che smiled faintly, and replied, "I'm not a good person."

   "Uh...then who are you..."

  The little girl was a little dazed.

   "I am the devil."

   After Chen Che replied, he turned around and left regardless of the little girl's reaction.

  I am the son of a traitor from the previous dynasty.

   Not only that, he also killed thousands of officers and soldiers in the previous battle of Shenhuo City, and beheaded the second head of the Jishi League who took saving the world and saving people as his mission.

   Isn’t this just a template for a devil like a ghost?

"Ha ha…"

  Chen Che laughed at himself, then walked slowly into the city of Jizhou.

  He visited this place more than a year ago.

  The city of Jizhou at that time was considered prosperous.

  But now the number of people on the street is less than half.

  A lot of shops around are also closed.

   It may be an exaggeration to say that there are ten rooms and nine emptinesses, but there must be ten rooms and five emptinesses.

  More than a year ago, the teacher tried his best to save the old, weak, sick and disabled in Stone Fire City.

   Now that we have gone through this war, those old, weak, sick and disabled should be gone, right?

  Chen Che walked on the street numbly.

   Not far away, a large group of people are gathering in front of a notice to discuss.

   "The imperial court recruits strong men to go to the capital to serve corvee!

   Those who refuse to serve, the whole family will be assigned to Yanzhou! "

  Before the announcement, a soldier shouted loudly.

  Beside him, a dozen young men between the ages of eighteen and thirty-five had already gathered.

  One of the short-bearded men was hugging a little boy and softly comforted him: "Little Bao, Daddy has some work to do and will be back in a year or two."

  The little boy didn't speak, but pouted and buried his head on the big man's shoulder.

  Besides a plainly dressed young woman was covering her face and crying.

   "Msanggong... the capital city is far away, you must be careful...

  My child and I are waiting for you at home...waiting for your return. "

   "Okay, okay, don't cry, go back quickly, it's shameful."

  The short-bearded man shoved the little boy back into the woman's hand, then waved his hands repeatedly, driving the woman and the child away.

  After the woman and the child turned their heads and left, the short-bearded man had red eyes and turned around.

  …

  Chen Che walked through Jizhou, Jingzhou, Huazhou like a ghost...

  Ten days later.

  He finally saw the Daxia capital in the distance.

  The city wall of the capital is seven or eight feet high, and the whole body is made of neat and square rocks. In terms of majesty and thickness, it is still higher than Shenhuo City.

  Besides that, there was a faint red light in the center of the capital.

  The red light shot straight into the sky, and it could be seen clearly even tens of miles away.

   "Are you Mr. Chen?"

  A young man in gray clothes beside the official road had been waiting here for a long time. Seeing Chen Che walking alone on the official road, his figure and appearance were somewhat similar to the man on the wanted notice a while ago, so he couldn't help but tentatively asked.

   "Well, I am."

  Chen Che responded.

   "Great, I am from the Fengyi Army. I will take you to see Mr. Wang."

  The young man in gray clothes took out a token and said with joy.

  Chen Che glanced back, and replied: "Wait a moment, I will wait for my mother."

   "Okay, there's no rush."

  The young man in gray clothes responded immediately.

   After the two waited for about half an hour, the caravan escorting Wang Rou finally arrived.

"this way please!"

  The young man in gray pointed to a side road and said respectfully.

  Chen Che nodded slightly, and then personally drove one of the carriages away from the caravan and onto the side road.

   After a long detour, the carriage came to a mountain pass.

   "Chen Che!"

  In the mountain pass, Wang Jingming walked out with a hunched body.

  Seeing Wang Jingming, Chen Che sighed a little.

  Compared to more than a year ago, the teacher at this time seems to be a different person.

   "Teacher, you are much older..."

  Wang Jingming replied indifferently: "What you said... I am an old man, and I will definitely grow old.

   It's you... In just one and a half years, you have changed so much! "

  Wang Jingming looked at Chen Che carefully while talking.

  A year and a half ago, when Chen Che left Jizhou Prefecture, there was still a little childishness left in his body.

   But now Chen Che gives the impression of being extremely calm, one can even say that he is Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi!

  He knew very well in his heart that for a warrior to have this temperament, he had to kill many, many people.

  Unknowingly, my student has become the top powerhouse in Daxia!

   "Teacher, although I came to the capital this time mainly for my father's affairs, if the Fengyi Army needs my help, I can also help."

  Chen Che got straight to the point.

   "Then when are you going to enter the city?"

  Wang Jingming asked.

"I'll go now."

  Chen Che replied.

   After finishing speaking, he paused and continued: "I'm going to go into the city to see what dangers there are in the capital, and after I'm sure it's safe inside, I'll take my mother into the city.

   Before that, I want to put my mother here first. "

   "Okay... But anyway, you have to be careful.

  There are still some masters in Beijing. "

  Wang Jingming instructed.

   "Well... don't worry, teacher, I'm going.

  Chen Che responded, then turned and left.

   Now his cultivation has reached the limit that this Great Xia can accommodate.

  So there is not much difference to him between going now and going later,

  …

   Half an hour later.

  In front of the gate of the capital, two teams of defenders lined up on both sides of the gate.

  In order to prevent the rebels from infiltrating into the city, compared with other cities, the identity screening of the entrants in the capital is much stricter.

  Everyone who enters the city must not only have an identity recognized by the court, but must also explain his purpose.

   Seeing someone walking towards the city gate, the leading soldier immediately stopped him and said, "Who are you? What are you doing in the capital?"

   "Jizhou Chen Che, come to the capital to end a part of the past."

  Chen Che replied calmly, and then walked straight towards the city.

  The soldier wanted to stop him subconsciously, but at this moment, an astonishing chill suddenly emanated from Chen Che's body, which made him unable to move at all.

   Not only him, but the other defenders also froze in place.

  Feeling the astonishing chill on Chen Che's body, the soldier's pupils contracted violently, and he suddenly realized something.

  Chen Che?

   Isn’t that the devil who has been rumored recently and defeated the imperial army in Shenhuo City?

  He actually came to the capital!

   Still so unscrupulous!

crazy!

  The soldier looked at Chen Che's figure in the capital, and didn't dare to speak at all.

   Just kidding, this is a big devil!

   He didn't kill him just now, so he was lucky!

  Time passed minute by minute, and after Chen Che's figure completely disappeared, the soldier let out a long sigh of relief.

   Only then did he realize that his back was soaked in cold sweat unconsciously.

   "Boss... Is that the devil from the Shenhuo State just now, Chen Che, the son of the traitor Xu Shi?"

  A guarding soldier asked tremblingly after he reacted.

   "Yes... that's him! It's exactly the same as in the portrait!"

   The soldiers headed by them replied.

  Most of the people in the capital have seen Chen Che's portrait, but no one would have thought that this devil would come to the capital.

  So when he saw Chen Che for the first time, he didn't recognize him at all.

   "What is he doing in the capital... What should we do?"

   another soldier asked.

   "What else can I do? Report to the superior!"

   After saying that, the leading soldier put down the spear in his hand and ran into the city quickly.

  …

  On the streets of the capital, Chen Che walked quickly.

   Gradually, there are fewer and fewer people on the street.

  He could feel more and more eyes staring at him in the dark.

  He ignored it and walked directly towards the direction of the palace.

   "Aunt Wang! Stop selling vegetables! That big devil from Shenhuo State has come to the capital! Run away!"

  At the market, a young man picked up a dozing vegetable seller and said.

  The vegetable seller opened her eyes in a daze, only to realize that the entire market was empty.

  Seeing this weird scene, the auntie who sells vegetables trembled and asked, "Is it Chen Che, the son of that treacherous minister?"

   "Yes, yes, yes... let's go!"

  The young man said with a look of horror.

  As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew by, and the vegetables on the vegetable seller's stall were blown all over the place.

   By the time she realized it, a figure in black had arrived at the other end of her row of stalls.

  Seeing that figure from behind, the young man beside her slumped down on the ground in fright.

  The vegetable seller also squatted down, not daring to move.

   Another gust of wind blew in the distance, and the black-clothed figure completely disappeared.

  The two looked at each other, and after a while, dozens of people emerged from the buildings on both sides of the market, and followed in the direction where the black-clothed figure disappeared.

  These people have ugly faces, but no one dares to get too close.

   "Then Chen Che seems to be headed towards the palace... Oh my god! Could he be going to kill the emperor?"

  The vegetable seller said in shock.

  The young man next to him trembled: "Who knows? Anyway, no one can stop him..."

  Some time ago, the street was covered with wanted posters of this person.

  According to the statement on the arrest warrant, whoever kills this person will be named Marquis of Ten Thousand Households.

  It turned out fine...

  Wan Huhou was not picked up by anyone, but this man came to the capital instead!

  Looking at this, I'm afraid something earth-shattering is about to happen today!

  Before this, who would have thought that a single strong man could be so terrifying!

   "Aunt Wang, let's go home and hide! Don't look around here!"

  The young man said in shock.

  …

   In a quarter of an hour.

  Chen Che stopped in front of the Great Xia Palace.

   At this time, there was no one around the Daxia Palace.

  The hundreds of white stone steps leading to the palace hall are also empty.

  Chen Che did not follow the stairs to the palace hall, but walked towards the edge of the stairs.

   There is a life-size, bronze-cast humanoid statue in there.

  This humanoid statue has a short beard, kneels on the ground, and bows its head.

  Chen Che walked slowly to the human statue.

have to say…

  The appearance of this humanoid statue is indeed somewhat similar to him.

   "Chen Zhao... I finally saw you.

   It's just that you are in such a state of embarrassment now. "

  Chen Che murmured.

  The statue is kneeling and there are many messy and filthy things around it.

  If my mother sees this statue, I don’t know what will be the reaction?

   After staring at the statue for a while, the sound of footsteps from far to near came from the stairs above.

  Chen Che followed the prestige.

   I saw an extra person on the stair platform leading to the palace hall at some point.

  This man was wearing a black robe, and his figure was so majestic that his black robe was bulging.

   "You are Chen Che? Don't you think you are too arrogant?"

  The man in black raised his head slightly, revealing a terrifying face half covered with golden scales.

   "Are you the leader of the Jishi League?"

  Chen Che asked back.

  The man in black didn't answer.

  The two looked at each other across dozens of steps.

   A gust of wind blew by, and the air suddenly became quiet.

   I will write this part of the plot tomorrow, please forgive me.

  (end of this chapter)