Fangro

At the second moment of ugly time, the hanging spring is placed.

The sound of the abacus falling to the ground woke up the masked man who was dozing off at the table. He sat up abruptly, and saw the fingertips of his companion by the bed resting on the nose of the businessman, and he was relieved. The hostage ran away, not afraid that he would die.

After all, everyone has seen the injury, and everyone is betting that the cripple won't survive.

The masked man yawned sleepily, and said disapprovingly, "Dead?"

Jiang Han was heartbroken, his eyes instantly filled with murderous intent, he had just left the army not long ago, this was his first official job, or the first innocent person he killed, he was far from being able to remain indifferent realm.

The master said that those who achieve great things do not care about small details. Compared with tens of thousands of people, Zhang Shuyu is indeed just a "small piece". Jiang Han persuaded himself like this in his mind, and replied coldly: "I'm out of breath."

The masked man who got the answer was a little happy, secretly glad that he finally didn't have to lie down in the sand and night raids in this ghostly place where the hot and cold alternated, and immediately went out to report the news briskly.

Jiang Han held the back of Zhang Shuyu's head that was still warm. The body of the dead person had a kind of softness that a living person could not achieve, whether in a coma or in deep sleep. Jiang Han's hands were a little weak because of the trembling. Zhang Shuyu's head immediately slipped, and then looked up like a An abnormal posture with a broken neck bone.

This picture is like an invisible sharp knife, piercing a bloody gap in Jiang Han's heart, and the cold wind outside the fortress seems to be pouring into his lungs, freezing him into a human-shaped ice sculpture.

Guilt overwhelmed his sanity like a materialized Mount Tai. His fingers were clenched into fists, his spine bowed down unbearably, his forehead rested on Zhang Shuyu's upturned chin, and he squeezed out a suppressed sound from his throat. And a desperate sob.

He pushed his friend into the abyss of death with his own hands. From this moment on, he was one step closer to being a saint or a ghost.

The dead man's hair was messily wrapped around Jiang Han's fingertips, like strands of past that couldn't be shaken off.

Light footsteps knocked on the eardrums one after another. Jiang Han quickly put Zhang Shuyu on the couch. When he got up, he accidentally kicked the copper abacus on the ground, causing it to slam under the bed. Jiang Han didn't have time to pick it up. Before the door was pushed open, it stuck to the head of the bed like a log.

The leader personally came in and tested Zhang Shuyu's breath, making sure that he was completely dead, and dead people are the best at keeping secrets. Although Ying Shaoqiu's letter failed, fortunately, it will never see its recipient.

It was inconvenient for horses to travel in the desert, so the leader ordered people to search Zhang Shuyu's belongings, then wrapped him in a quilt and hung him horizontally on the horse's back, and threw him on the deserted Gobi Desert along the way. The Sand Wolves made him disappear.

Jiang Han hid among the men in black, and turned his head on the horseshoes that were galloping away. However, the yellow sand was so long that he didn't see anyone, but only glimpsed the dim moon in the sky.

Two hours later, a fast horse rushed to Pinglan City on the border of Longxi.

This city gate was opened at the foot of Pinglan Mountain, and it was almost impossible to pass through this gate and enter Longxi. The single-handed scouts soon alarmed the guards on the top of the city, and were locked by cold arrows.

Without waiting for the opponent to stop him, the sensible scout raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Da Yanjing Northern Army Pingsha Qidu Lieutenant Wang Wu has something important to report to Lord Bilan."

He stopped moving forward, and repeatedly shouted this sentence hoarsely. The inspection department who came to receive the news watched for a while on the tower, remembering that when these countries were at war, such important military matters still had to be decided by the superior, and hurriedly communicated with the Wang Wu chatted for a few words, and finally put down a hanging basket from the tower, and asked him to present the token up.

In the basket was an unnamed letter and a small abacus with pearls.

Afterwards, these two things were sent to Yunhu County in Zhuxia overnight. Before dawn, the king was alarmed, causing him to change into normal clothes and rush out of the border town with a group of guards dressed as horse merchants.

The young monarch came too fast, the desert sun had not yet risen, and the corpses on the Gobi Desert had not yet attracted wild beasts to share their food. Bilan Amin lifted the quilt, and saw the people wrapped in it lying down from the firelight. It is not decent, with overlapping limbs, face facing the yellow sand, hoarfrost on eyebrows and hair, and only cold blue gray on the face that always smiles in memory.

He covered Zhang Shuyu's hand, and he shivered from the cold temperature. It was rumored that Bilan Amin, who was deep in the heart, had a small but real pain in his eyes.

This person's hands are too cold, not the big brother he is familiar with.

In his life, he was plotted, framed, followed, and admired by others, and he almost died, but his deepest memory was the time when he was A Lan.

He doesn't like Dayan. The monarch of this country knows no blessings when he is blessed. He is greedy and fatuous, and does nothing; Just swallow it.Bilan Amin, who was born in the poor mountains and bad waters of Longxi, can hardly understand why this decadent country can occupy China for hundreds of years.

With this doubt and jealousy, he met a native of Dayan.

At that time, Bilan Amin was not yet 11 years old. The merchants of Dayan instigated the regime of Longxi torn apart. Under the protection of his life, he jumped into the desert alone and began a two-year wandering.

Stopping and stopping, he was exhausted when he reached the foot of Ruoqiang Mountain. At this time, he was far away from the prosperity of the first half of his life, and collapsed on the side of the road like a beggar.

The folk rumors are false, and the hungry black bear doesn't dislike "dead people". If Zhang's cavalry didn't happen to pass by, there would be no such person as Bilan Amin in the world a long time ago.

The first time he saw Zhang Shuyu was on the backward carriage. The man got out of the carriage to ask about the situation. The frightened horse refused to obey the command and wanted to charge diagonally. Zhang Shuyu was unprepared and was knocked off the shaft directly It fell down and rolled all over the withered grass leaves.

Bilan Amin was in despair at the time. If it was someone from the Jianghu, he might have the guts to save him, but he didn't know where to look for such a group of people who screamed in fright when they saw a bear. out of hope.

However, at the moment when he lost his fighting spirit, he heard "Hurry up, save someone!" The voice was very young, not harsh, but firm and calm.

Then, countless things came over like locusts crossing the border, including small grain bags, spice bags, crisp pears, big chestnut dates, wolf head wood carvings, rattle drums and raw camel meat.

The black bear with its fangs pierced its throat was interrupted from eating, and it was irritated by the strong smell of spices. The crispy pear hit its face again, bursting out its favorite sweet smell. It wanted to eat but was afraid of people. As a result of wandering between disturbance and hunger, it suddenly raised its head and roared a few times, then turned around and rushed towards the caravan.

The deep howling startled countless resting mountain birds, and they rushed to the sky in black.

More panicked than birds and beasts is the locked caravan. The horses carrying the goods smelled a fatal crisis, pulling the carriage and the goods and screaming, and the porters had better legs. , Pulled his legs and retreated.

At that time, Zhang Shuyu was not yet lame, and his body was considered healthy after wandering around all the year round. His running speed was above average. It stands to reason that he should not be the one who was thrown down by the black bear.

But under the rage, the black bear did not lose the cunning of a wild beast. After chasing people for a while, it scattered like birds and beasts, and then turned around again, and rushed towards Bilan Amin again.

Bilan Amin, who had lost too much blood, was on the verge of losing consciousness. He couldn't even feel the sharp pain from the black bear biting his arm. The black bear started running towards the woods with his left arm in its mouth, and there were constant bumps and bruises. Appearing on him, before falling into the darkness, Bilan Amin felt someone grab his right hand, and the black bear's threatening growl lingered in his ears, but he heard someone say something.

"catch me."

All the light and sound went away, and the five senses were rapidly deactivated, but Bilan Amin remembered that little bit of temperature on his right hand, which seemed to be nothing, and he had to compare pennies and pennies in his life. grateful.

Zhang Shuyu, who snatched people from the black bear's mouth, angered it, and was slapped by it. The angry black bear was more interested in living people, and soon gave up Bilan Amin, and bit through Zhang Shuyu's left leg, dragging him to flee into the jungle.

Zhang Shuyu yelled "fire", and the accompanying porters came back to their senses and frantically lit the fire. Although their gear was small, there were many fragments. Huo Zhezi, in the blink of an eye, prepared something, chased the black bear and smashed it, and immediately the tongue of fire licked it, curling up the black bear's smooth fur.

Beasts have a deep-seated fear of fire. The black bear felt a creepy heat rising from its back, and didn't even bother to open its mouth to let go of Zhang Shuyu, so it rolled on the spot with his leg in its mouth. The blood was bloody, and the clothes in the tumbling room were also on fire, but he didn't know when he took off the weights and measures hanging from his belt, sat up suddenly in Zhao Rongqing's panic, and smashed the black bear's head with all his strength. on the left eye.

The black bear uttered a heart-piercing wail, and it was so painful that it planed a few handfuls of dirt away, before it was willing to leave these hard-to-gnaw humans and ran into the bushes.

When he woke up again, Bilan Amin was already at the post station in Shaoxin City not far from Ruoqiang Mountain. His clothes had been changed, and the wound was covered with ointment. The boy who came in to deliver the medicine saw When he woke up, he happily ran out to complain, but an old man came in with a doctor, took his pulse, and asked his health, so caring that he didn't know how to react, but fortunately, the old man didn't mind his slowness , just told him to take a good rest.

Two days later, the teenager, who had eaten enough, drank enough, and slept soundly, had amazing recovery. He ate more honeydew melon in the evening, but he couldn't find the chamber pot when he was urgent to urinate late at night. When I opened the door, I found that the guest officer next door was not in the mood to sleep, sitting alone in the night busy with something.

The sound of the door opening startled him, the man turned his head, was stunned for a moment as if he didn't expect him to go out, and then smiled at him.

"You can't sleep either, are you better?"

His voice was so hoarse that it was difficult to hear the usual tone, but Bilan Amin recognized him immediately as the person who fell from the car that day, because he had a gold-plated alien shape hanging on his waist. abacus.

This is the most respected benefactor in his life. On this moonlit night, because of the unbearable pain in his leg, he unexpectedly met him in the corridor of the inn.

Afterwards, the head of the tooth shop fell ill with his legs, and the crown prince of Longxi who had left his hometown, because he had nowhere to go for the time being, became the errand boy Alan in this folk tooth shop.

At that time, Bilan Amin hadn't shouldered the heavy responsibility of the family, nor had he tasted the taste of power. He was a man who did whatever he wanted. He came to the Xiaoya shop in the east of Kuyu City, owed his boss a leg, and took his place. Running around in the wind and rain.Because of his good looks, he soon became the heart of Aunt Liu in the kitchen, and she would leave a bowl for him of any delicious food.Coupled with the fact that his boxing skills are no worse than those of the bodyguards in the industry, uncles and brothers will hug him with old fists when they see him.

Zhang Shuyu was also kind to him, and broke a leg to save him, but she never treated him badly.

He likes to stay by Zhang Shuyu's side, because this life is in the fireworks of the world, and there are trivial things in all directions. The pig next door jumped over the fence, the dog a few houses away was secretly slaughtered, and someone's old hen was coveted for eggs. I was imprisoned by you... But there was no hostility in him.

This person is good to everyone in the industry, and Bilan Amin feels that it is precisely this kind of attitude that is the most rare.

However, the big brother of the boss also has a lot of practices that Alan can't understand. This person has a broad mind and doesn't like to hold grudges. Lan Amin couldn't stand it. He beat up the richest man in the city who thought Zhang Shuyu was lame, and also kidnapped the fourth concubine of the master's family who embezzled the goods of the dental shop in order to fill his own pockets. He vented a lot of anger for Zhang Shuyu and also It caused a lot of problems.

During the autumn harvest of that year, Ah Lan and Zhang Shuyu went to harvest grain in the wheat field with Zhang Shuyu on the mule carriage that was empty on all sides. The sweet smell of wheat stems in the air made him feel that it would be good to stay in this small tooth shop as a servant for the rest of his life.

But things in the world never go as one wishes. Before the first snow in winter, the spies sent by his grandfather found Kuyu City and brought a sad news like a bolt from the blue.

The head of his mother, Weishenglu, was ordered by Bi Lanzheng to hang on the white tower of Tianji Terrace on the charge of regicide, and he could not be removed for seven to seven days.

Alan's eyes went black for a while, and then he stumbled and bumped into the cabinet next to the wall before he managed to stand still, full of disbelief.

His mother is a lineage of prayer teachers in the Tianji Gate of Qilian Mountain. She is indifferent to the world by nature and spends her life studying and chanting prayers. It is rumored that she can hear the voice of the gods and spread blessings to the herdsmen. She is also known as Dayan. The sorceress in the population, how could this kind of woman kill the king?

From this day on, Ah Lan disappeared. Zhang Shuyu sent someone to look for him for a while, but there was no news of him. Like a stray bird, he jumped into He Xingyuan, and then left quietly. went.

In the following seven years, Bilan Amin, who stepped into the center of power step by step, never saw Zhang Shuyu again. His brows and eyes became colder, and his heart hardened, but he would still miss the small tooth room full of ordinary people. Okay, that was a sweet dream of his when he was young, and it had nothing to do with interests, struggles, or political scheming. At that time, people who were good to him had nothing to ask for, just because they were simple and kind, so not disturbing it was the best protection.

But memories have a time limit. Four years after Wei Shenglu's death, Bilan Amin suddenly found that he could not remember her appearance. This kind of sadness made him powerless. Then he selected painters to paint for his mother and grandfather. He and Zhang Shuyu each drew a picture and hung it in his living room.

At this time, Bilan Amin didn't know that his way of nostalgia was the clue to Zhang Shuyu's early death. He only knew that there was a murderous hatred in his heart. The most important people all died in the mess of the Great Yan Dynasty.

He didn't need to swear to anyone to prove that Bilan Amin would devote his whole life to killing those traitors who forced him to be alone.

As the silent cold wind blew across the Gobi, the murderous King Longxi tidied up the grooming for his elder brother, and then kowtowed 110 seven times in front of the nameless corpse in the astonishment of his attendants who lost their eyes.

This is the highest kneeling ceremony of Tianjimen, not parents and monarchs, but only sages and eternal sky.

There is no perfection in the world, so people can only take ninety-nine at most. Ninety-nine is inverted to sixty-six. Ninety-nine 81 plus sixty-six 36 is the ultimate human can achieve.

Just when he kowtowed his last head, in the day and night that was about to part, the gods of death on the fourteen main stars rose to the mid-air and began to shine, while the other general star, which fell halfway, carried a trail of smoke Like a tail, it disappeared in place out of thin air.

The stargazers who had fallen asleep missed this short and rare star image, and only the asarum flowers that no one picked because of the war in the oasis at the end of the Gobi witnessed this scene.

The flowers on Moshang are blooming, but no one has returned.