Moth

"If Lu Hanzhang really speaks out, what should I do?"

This question surged up again, wrapping his chest with a thick layer of confusion, the white mist all over the sky was so overbearing that it squeezed out almost all of his thoughts, leaving him trapped in boundless bewilderment.Behind the thick fog appeared a door that was slightly opened, and at the right time, two voices of dissenting courteousness sounded in his ears, chattering and arguing endlessly.

A very seductive voice kept beckoning him to take a step forward, that voice was extremely charming: "Come on."

The voice behind was full of grief and anger, trying to keep him hoarse: "Come back!"

He accidentally followed the voice of "Come on" to the door, pushed lightly on the door knocker, and the thick fog suddenly disappeared without a trace. figure.

It is the freedom under the plum tree yesterday, and the embarrassment in the past.

It is Lu Hanzhang who has never forgotten for many years.

The figure was holding a bow in his hand, smiling at Yanyan, but abruptly swept the arrow point towards his chest, and there was no way to avoid it.It was the heartbeat that could be felt again and again, and the sound of blood flowing from the heart. Those movements forced Liu Changzhou to run away.

And the voice that was still struggling in the corner of his mind sounded again: "Close the door!" A gleam of clarity flashed across his mind, and the moment before the galloping arrow was about to be pierced into his chest, he closed the door heavily. The feeling of the arrow piercing the heart is like a shadow, so clear and vivid.

Looking at the plain white clothes and the white hair hanging down his ears, he suddenly collapsed.

Lu Hanzhang looked at him without blinking.

The eye circles of the person in front of him suddenly turned pink, the fundus of the eyes was covered with bloodshot eyes, and the eyes were cast at a very random angle without blinking. As if he had just heard some earth-shattering news, his expression was a bit tragic.Then, the person who seemed to have suffered some great grievances slowly turned his head, and looked straight into his eyes, which were almost full of panic and pleading as if showing weakness.

He instantly understood the meaning in his eyes: "Don't say it!"

The skin under his hands began to have a scorching temperature. Lu Hanzhang lowered his eyelids, gently withdrew his hand, exhaled almost imperceptibly, then smiled abruptly, and pointed to the water: "What's wrong? I just want to ask Do you... want to eat grilled fish?"

Liu Changzhou blinked, and endured those sore and unbearable feelings again, as if he had unloaded some heavy burden, there was a feeling of relief after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers to reach the finish line - he knew that Lu Hanzhang understood what he meant.

He used to naively think that the hardest thing in the world is to go to death, to go forward with a sword without heeling, and to fend off millions of teachers with a single sword, this is the most courageous in the world.After the Wudingguan incident, he realized that there is one thing in this world that is tens of thousands of times more difficult than "jumping to death", and that is...

Live up to.

There are only three people in the world who cannot be let down.The family, the country, and the world cannot be let down, the beautiful scenery on a good day cannot be let down, and the confidant of the red leaves... can't be let down.

I don't know when, the gentleman's demeanor on the man's body, like ink stains gradually fading on the rice paper, subtly kneaded into his blood and bones.However, he has an indescribable awe of this kind of harmony/combination, and he can only watch helplessly that this kind of respectful distance has failed others, and also failed himself.

Throughout the history, none of the pavilion masters of the Guanyu Pavilion can die well, because they hide secrets big and small in the Guanyu Pavilion, and they are destined to be lonely guests who cannot die well.But love is such a distant topic, he thought, if "Liu Changzhou" and "Fengyue" finally meet each other, then death is the only way for "Liu Changzhou" to "Fengyue".

Once you take on this burden, how can you be lucky?

He was on this road... with a sword in his hand and a sad song in his heart.

If there is no skin, how will the hair be attached?Everyone is dead, so what is the talk of the past and the moon.

So... who on earth caused this acquaintance that was doomed to end without a disease?

These ups and downs of emotions went through his heart, which inevitably made him a little bit exhausted.He waved his hands aimlessly, half joking and half telling the truth: "I'm so tired of chatting with Boss Lu." fish.

He said "Boss Lu" with a bang, and quickly blocked all the words that Lu Hanzhang had not had time to say in the future.

If the old man thinks about me, it will be in this life.

Don't wait for Shanyang Road, just hear the flute playing for nothing.

If you miss me, please visit me while I am alive.Don't wait until the weeds on my grave are waist-high, and then sit in front of the grave and play the flute in vain.

For this reunion, Lu Hanzhang had a feeling of absurdity, but after those absurd feelings dissipated, his heart turned out to be full of luck and gratitude.

He walked into the extreme north corner of Daqing with the idea of ​​an indefinite future. He never thought that he and him would have any intersections in his lifetime, but the road that he thought had already led to a lonely life suddenly slanted away. Fork in the road, there is a lively Liu Changzhou at the fork in the road, why not take a walk?

He clasped his hands to support each other, silently looked at the figure in the water, and saw that there was an unspoken respect and distance hidden in the arc of his bent waist.That look that seemed to be forced to the extreme has completely betrayed him—it just so happens that I like you too, but I don't want to know.

For Lu Hanzhang, everything in the world is irrelevant, if this is Liu Changzhou's answer...

He chooses to respect.

The entire surface of the lake was covered with fish that had been tossed to death quietly by his hand just now.But what is very strange is that the fish heads of those fish are all facing the northeast corner of the lake. Standing on the shore, it looks like a long ribbon, dividing the lake into two parts: northwest and southeast.However, an inconspicuous vortex formed on the water surface in the northeast corner, and the nearby fish swirled and wound towards the center, as if there was a cave hidden under the water.

At the same time, Liu Changzhou, who was standing in the water, also sensed something was wrong. The water that overflowed his knees seemed to have a certain tendency, and the water line rubbed against his calf with a feeling of slow flow.

He straightened up, and when he turned around, he happened to meet Lu Hanzhang's eyes. There was something inexplicable in each other's eyes, so the two of them started to go in that direction at the same time.

Liu Changzhou plunged into the water, and he saw a small hole in the middle of the vortex, he bravely got in——

A very strange long corridor appeared under the hole, and the height was just enough for an adult to stand upright.The sound of the lake water smashing down through the hole echoed in this corridor that didn't know where it started or ended, and there was an ethereal and mysterious feeling.Soon, the leaked water formed a shoal on the land under the feet, and the water body on the west side of the mountain was still, while the water line on the east side was slowly advancing westward.

After a while, Lu Hanzhang, who was on the shore, appeared on the corridor on the west side. He gestured far away, pointed to the top of his head, and said, "This place was also shaken away."

Liu Changzhou couldn't help admiring Lu Hanzhang's wrist - an elegant man with no power to restrain a chicken, destroyed a wooden house without blinking his eyelids, and sent about twenty drinking buddies and a large ornamental fish school to Lord Yan. Also, by accident, an inexplicable underground tunnel collapsed.

He is now a big suit in his heart, and being unarmed may not be easy to deceive.

The four walls of the long corridor are purely paved with polished and smooth stone walls, which are firmly attached to the surroundings of the ground corridor. The corridor under the feet gradually rises from east to west, but the slope is obviously much slower than that of the mountain with Lai Mountain.

The two walked along the slope to the west, and it became darker as they went in. In some areas, only a very weak oil lamp was placed at the foot of the corridor, and the ground reflected was extremely limited. Walking inside, as long as you walk in a straight line aiming at the next oil lamp, you will not encounter any obstacles under your feet.

The underground is very dark and cold, and there is a faint smell of fermented grain. This smell becomes more and more pungent as the depth of the journey deepens. Liu Changzhou is also very sensitive to the smell of rotting corpses.

The more you walk in, the quieter it becomes. The endless silence makes the eardrums feel a heavy squeeze, like the sticky and thick air before the heavy rain in midsummer, tightly pressing the pores of the face, which makes people feel uncomfortable. An illusion that it seems that the next step is to step into the quagmire.

He groped and grabbed Lu Hanzhang's sleeve, and joked as if nothing happened: "You go back, you know, people know too many secrets... they will be hunted down."

Lu Hanzhang chuckled lightly, and said indifferently: "When I don't know anything, I still get blocked by people. Master Liu, what is your mission this time? Check corruption? North defense?"

Liu Changzhou rolled his eyes, and squeezed out a line of words through his teeth very boringly: "You are so capable, why don't you guess about anti-pornography? Do you believe we are here to anti-pornography?"

Lu Hanzhang: "..."

Walking in the dark is always easy to lose all perception, and I don’t know how long I have been walking underground, and gradually there is a bright light covering a slightly wider area not far away, and then the corridor walls on both sides began to taper inwards, and two appeared. An accommodating space of unknown depth and breadth.

In a certain place, the slope of the corridor that was originally very gentle sloped steeply, rising abruptly, leading straight up.The steep slope feels very smooth, not like a passage for people, but more like a convenient and fast slide.

On the steep slope, the sound of footsteps and human voices coming and going could be vaguely heard, and then there was a sound of bells vibrating somewhere, and a noisy sound began to sound from the nearby ground, and those sounds echoed in the deep and empty corridor, appearing very clearly .

That sound was mixed with the sound of heavy breathing, the sound of heels gradually touching the ground from the toes, and the sound of heavy objects hitting the next door.In the end, it was replaced by a very clear sound of wheels rolling.

Liu Changzhou quickly pulled Lu Hanzhang into the unknown storage space. Just as he hid the hanging clothes, a very neat motorcade rolled out from the strange warehouse opposite.The coachman wore a mask on his mouth and nose, and pushed the cart past the facade where the two were hiding in a well-trained manner. Liu Changzhou clearly saw that the flatbed carts were full of bulging sacks.

After the group of people walked away, the two of them pulled up their belts to cover their mouths and noses like cats and dogs, and walked into the space like thieves on their feet. Gradually widen—

I saw countless thick linen sacks neatly piled up in the endless underground warehouse, and the feet of those sacks were surrounded by a circle of grain particles that fell to the ground.The grain bags close to the ground were all gnawed out by the rats, and the grain was scattered in a fan shape at close range, mixed with the rat feces.There are several stacks of obscure oil lamps embedded on the surrounding walls, and there is a dense layer of rotting flies on the walls within the light range of the oil lamps.

The cloth covering the mouth and nose does not have any covering effect at all, and the dirty and corrupt air around is almost pervasive.

Liu Changzhou's shoulders suddenly slackened, and the corners of his eyes that were usually raised and hooked slowly flattened. The whole person was as silent as a blood-drinking knife, and his whole body suddenly overflowed with murderous aura-this was not at all expected to be swallowed. The 20 shi grains that fell into private pockets were [-] shi, [-] shi!Still moldy!

He Yun is so brave!

Lu Hanzhang looked at these grain piles mixed with mouse holes thoughtfully. He frowned and thought for a while, then pulled Liu Changzhou's sleeve, and drew two words on the back of his hand with his fingertips——

plague.

Liu Changzhou's anger has not yet calmed down, and when he looked back, his eyes were unadorned and cold. At this time, Lu Hanzhang could truly believe that the person he regarded as "a big living treasure" was really a leader.

He leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Before you arrived, a large-scale plague broke out in a village under Huarong." He pointed to the rat holes everywhere, "It seems that it should be the plague. From the symptoms It took less than half a month for people to die, and almost all the people in that village were burnt to death. According to Qing Yun’s news from Si Ke, this happens in several villages almost every year, and the time is not too long. Almost all around the time when new grains are on the market.”

Liu Changzhou nodded, his thumb crossed his shoulder and bent back, making a gesture of "withdrawing".

When they retreated back to the entrance of the collapsed tunnel, the group of grain trucks that had set out earlier were all crowded together, and several truck drivers gathered together to discuss something.Liu Changzhou took out a stack of blades out of nowhere, and flew out without even looking at them, without even making a sound, and several people died of blood spurting from their throats.

They continued to walk eastward along the broken corridor, and the entrance of the cave when they came out was hidden in a pile of rubble, and the official road was a few steps away.

After the two left the very mysterious underground grain depot, they had just returned to the edge of the city when they could see a group of city servants setting up tents at the gate of the city from a long distance away.As we got closer, there was a rotten smell rising into the sky, and we could see a huge pit artificially dug under the tent. There was only one dead person at the bottom of such a big pit, and it was roughly estimated that the bottom of the pit could hold hundreds of people.This is almost a signal of mass death.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or Lu Hanzhang is pure crow's mouth.

Liu Changzhou clenched Lu Hanzhang's arm without warning.

Lu Hanzhang turned his head and glanced at him, as if a single glance could penetrate his mind, and comforted him, he said, "I'm fine, Qingyun is not used to the local grain, and the grain we ate was all brought along when I ordered him to transport silk from the south of the Yangtze River." here."

Entering the city, it is even more a scene of mourning.

Huarong City, which was still peaceful and peaceful before departure in the morning, seemed to be cursed suddenly, and there were dying people all over the place.Some were barely able to move around, while others lay down on the ground.And this kind of plague seems to be particularly picky, just like the damn thick neck disease, it is a disease that bullies the weak and fears the hard -

Almost all the people who fell to the ground were poor people in ragged clothes, and everyone who could see was getting weaker or weaker.But what is very strange is that those people can't see any symptoms on the surface. The uniform complexion is pale, and it seems that the blood loss is serious, but the skin is very intact, and there is no sign of bleeding or blood loss on the surface.

This undoubtedly confirmed Lu Hanzhang's idea - only the poor would go to the grain store to buy grain after paying the public grain, and the rich had more than enough grain left after paying the public grain.What they saw just now, the moldy rice that had already deteriorated under the contamination of rats and carrion corpses, was the rations of these rice buyers.

... mourning the hardships of the people's livelihood.

When the high-ranking officials and rich people in the court are still blushing over some policy disputes, can anyone come out and see with their own eyes how many advantages and disadvantages these measures have on the people?Corrupt officials are hateful, but if we look at the root of the current miserable situation in the world, there is probably only one reason. Daqing is too poor.

The measures introduced by the new emperor have been recursively pushed to the grassroots layer by layer, and they have long been misinterpreted beyond recognition.

After a while, a neat line of soldiers ran over on the central main road. The man in charge started to clear the field while shouting the gong, and then Fang Bingbi and Zhu Dianyi appeared at the end of the line.

With a veil on her face, Zhu Dianyi began to check those prostrate people one by one. She shook her head in front of almost everyone, and finally she didn't look at them at all, and waved her hand directly, and then almost all the soldiers stepped forward at the same time, He roughly grabbed their arms and was about to send them to the gate of the city.

Liu Changzhou walked over a few steps to ask what happened, but Fang Bingbi rushed to Zhu Dianyi angrily.

Fang Bingbi pointed at those people who looked no different from ordinary people on the surface, their eyes could almost breathe fire, and said in a particularly aggressive tone: "Can't you cure it?! Why are you shaking your head?!"

Zhu Dianyi stared at him silently for a long while, without saying a word, he pulled out the long knife of a guard beside him with one hand, and cut open the belly of a dying man in front of him.After opening the abdominal cavity, a bunch of messy intestines were ridiculously floating in a puddle of blood, which was already faintly stinking.

She pulled the knife out, and a stream of blood splashed out along the edge of the knife, splashing half of her face.Then the blood flowed out together with the intestines, staining a large piece of land in front of it red.After the floating intestines and blood had drained away, two very strange pouch-shaped things appeared on both sides of the back and spine. The things were almost riddled with holes, and blood continued to flow out of them. .

Almost all of them covered their mouths and noses and stepped back.

Zhu Dianyi, whose face was covered in blood, stood with a knife in his hand, without even wiping the blood with his hands. His pretty face seemed to have a kind of demeanor of a quiet shadow, and he was shocked for a moment amidst the chaos and chaos. .She said calmly: "It's not that I can't cure it, it's that I have no chance at all. These people's waists are broken, it's not visible on the surface, and the blood is all in the stomach. I don't know how to die like this kind of sudden death." no way."

For some people, he may move his fingers to change the sky, stomp his feet to make the earth tremble three times, and wave his sleeves casually, thousands of troops and horses will sweep past, and the rivers and mountains will be stained with blood in an instant.There are also some people who are invincible wherever he goes with his long sword, and who possess unique skills and are even more powerful in martial arts.

But there has never been a single person in this world who could bring even twenty people back to life with a single stomp of his feet.

Liu Changzhou licked his dry lips, and uttered a sentence coldly: "Go, burn Hongyun and his store; in addition, chop off Mr. He, hollow out his head and send it to me. He Chengwei is the chamber pot."

The author has something to say:

I really planned to write a light-hearted story, but I didn't know that it was full of all kinds of deaths as soon as I started.Those who suffered from food poisoning, those who were shocked to death by the high-pitched tone, and now there are more people who died of type A infectious disease.

This inexplicable inferiority... TnT