burn snow

A flood in Luodu caused thousands of refugees to flood into Buixing Town.

There are too many people, and the empty "box houses" are not enough. The homeless refugees have nowhere to turn for help and have to sleep on the streets.

In the evening, the old driver unloaded the truck and went home for dinner.

He passed by the dejected faces on the side of the street. Although it had nothing to do with him, it would be sad to see this situation too much. He sighed and walked around into a small courtyard.

This small courtyard is not a traditional quadrangle courtyard. There are two five-storey buildings inside the courtyard wall. Inside the building are still stacked "box dwelling" style rooms, but they are more spacious and bright than ordinary "box dwellings". Conditions are slightly better.

The old coachman's family lives here.

Just when the cooking smoke was rising, the old coachman tied up his horse and smelled the aroma of food coming out of some window. His mood improved a little. He carried the two boxes of food presented by Mr. Jiang, entered the gate, and went to the gate. go upstairs.

The wooden stairs have been in disrepair for a long time, and they creak when stepped on.

The old coachman lived on the third floor. When passing by the second floor, he suddenly heard a scream coming from the door of this family.

It seemed to be a girl's voice.

The old coachman was startled by the cry, and subconsciously stopped to listen.Only another voice came from inside the door. It was a middle-aged man scolding the girl: "It seems that I can't keep your mouth shut, brat, what are you shouting! Just be honest, don't worry about it!" If you want to slap your face again, who cares about your face? Do you think I'm going to sell you to a brothel? How much money can a brothel have? You're a country girl who has never seen the world..."

The old coachman was stunned, and he realized that the man was a human trafficker, so he was in trouble for a while.He's used to being enthusiastic, and he doesn't want to pretend he didn't see the rough road, but he can't beat anyone with his old bones, and it's really hard to intervene.

The man inside the door said again: "I won't embarrass you, and you don't make trouble for me. We will spend the night peacefully, and you will enter the upper city tomorrow! You will have endless glory and wealth, and you will do it with a mournful face." What?"

The girl's cry was as thin as a mosquito.

The old coachman felt pitiful, at this moment, the door opened suddenly, and the human trafficker came out.He was a fat man with big ears and a bad face. When he saw someone eavesdropping outside, he immediately shoved the old driver and said harshly, "Old man, where did you come from? You shouldn't listen to what you know!"

"Yes, yes, the small one is just passing by..."

The old coachman nodded again and again, hunched over and continued to walk upstairs.

The fat man saw that he was weak and easy to bully, so he ignored him, turned his head and said to the girl in the room: "I'm going to buy some food, you just wait here! It will be better for you when you come back after yelling!"

The old coachman heard everything. He hurried home, opened the door, put the food box away, called his daughter, and said, "I have to go out."

Du Ning put the food on the table: "Daddy just came back and is leaving again? Where are you going?"

The old coachman lowered his voice and whispered: "There is a human trafficker downstairs. He caught a baby girl. After tonight, I don't know where he will sell it tomorrow. I wanted to let him go quietly while he was out, but He saw me just now, if he is gone, he might find me in trouble..."

"..."

After hearing these words, Du Ning was not surprised at all.The world is chaotic, fish and dragons are mixed, the poorer the place, the less law and order, what are human traffickers?She has seen cannibalism.

Her father is naturally more knowledgeable than her, but he can't get rid of this nosy habit after so many years, isn't he afraid of getting into trouble and implicating his family?

Du Ning was furious in her heart, knowing that she couldn't stop persuading him, she could only ask: "What do you want to do?"

The old coachman said: "I'll go find Mr. Song."

"Which Mr. Song?"

"Naturally it's Song Renfu. He's the cousin of the second head. I have had friendship with him before, so we can talk."

"You have friendship with everyone!" Du Ning couldn't help but give her father a blank look, "But I heard that Master Huo was saving water in Luodu, and he went too. Where can you find him?"

"..."

The old coachman was dumbfounded, Luodu was far away from Buixing Town, he drove there, and couldn't come back before dawn.Besides, when you get there, you may not be able to find anyone.

Who else can I ask?

The old coachman first thought of Jiang Baizhou, that young master is amazingly capable and kind-hearted, he might be willing to help, but the old coachman doesn't know where he lives.

Seeing her father's distressed expression, Du Ning couldn't help persuading: "Forget it, Dad. There are so many human traffickers, and I don't know how many people are sold every day. How can we care about all of them? Turn a blind eye and close one eye." , just pretend you don’t know.”

"But I've seen it, why should I pretend I don't know? Isn't that a loss of conscience?"

Du Ning was anxious: "What kind of world is this, who are you telling your conscience to!"

The old coachman ignored her, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "You reminded me! I think of someone!"

Du Ning was taken aback: "Who?"

The old coachman said: "That Long Zuo envoy from Huiwuying! Last time he asked me to help him find his sister and showed me the portrait. I guess his sister was probably kidnapped by human traffickers. He must hate human traffickers and is willing to help I'm busy!"

"..." Du Ning was speechless.

The old coachman said to himself: "These human traffickers have their own connections, and they know each other one by one. I told Long Zuoshi that if I follow the clues, I might be able to find clues about his sister's disappearance!"

Du Ning thought to herself: Don't others understand what you understand?If it could be found so easily, he would have found it long ago.

However, her father was eager to save people, and regardless of her obstruction, he hurried out and went straight to Huiwu camp.

For a moment his blood was hot and he didn't care much, the old coachman didn't think of being afraid until he arrived at the gate of Huiwu Camp.

It was at night that soldiers patrolling outside the barracks found him, approached him with torches, and shouted, "Who is here!"

When the old driver saw the torch, his calf twisted, and he thought of the poor girl again, forced a smile on his face, and said, "Master Bing, I beg to see Long Zuoshi."

"Is the Dragon Zuo Envoy someone you can meet whenever you want?"

"This... the old man was entrusted by the Long Zuo envoy, and he has something important to tell. Please trouble the Bing Lord to pass it on for him, and say that the postman in Yangcheng came to answer, and the Zuo envoy will naturally understand after hearing it."

"..."

Hearing this, the patrolling soldiers felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and they immediately went into the camp to report the news, fearing that they might miss Long Zuoshi's business.

However, Long Ying is not in the camp at the moment.

The news reached Leng Zheng's ears, Leng Zheng was overjoyed when he heard it, and immediately reported it to Commander Xie, and then invited the old coachman in.

The old coachman entered the martial arts camp for the second time, and he was calmer than last time.

But this time the person who interviewed him was changed, and he was a little undecided in his mind, and he didn't know whether to speak or not.

Xie Yan gave him a seat and said: "I am brother Long Zuoshi, his affairs are my affairs, you tell me, and I will pass it on to him later."

Leng Zheng echoed: "Say it!"

"..."

The old coachman's face froze, and he smiled and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal..."

"You old man, don't even think about being perfunctory!" Leng Zheng said displeasedly, "Emissary Long Zuo entrusted you with something important, report it quickly, don't toast or eat fine wine!"

The old coachman panicked and had no choice but to tell the whole story about Long Ying asking him to find his sister and meeting the trafficker tonight. He thought to himself, these things are not considered secret, so let’s talk about it, it’s nothing, the worst result is He couldn't save the poor girl if he couldn't ask for help.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Xie Yan had no intention of saving people at all, and only asked him: "Long Zuo envoy actually has a biological sister? What about the portrait, let's take a look."

The old coachman shook his head: "It's not in my hands."

Xie Yan said: "It's okay, what does she look like? Let me describe it to you."

This is really just when he fell asleep, someone gave him a pillow, Xie Yan suddenly felt refreshed.

Ever since he saw Long Ying go crazy and kill people that night, he knew that this person must not stay for a long time, otherwise he would become a disaster in the future.But it is not so easy to kill Longying, he needs a reason and waits for an opportunity.

No, the opportunity came to me by itself.

……

At the same time, Long Ying and Jiang Bairi were on a night tour in Shangcheng District.

The architectural pattern of the upper city is a copy of the lower city, but it is the version 1000 years ago.

Buried Star City 1000 years ago was the largest capital city in the world, with majestic and majestic palaces, 49 streets running through 98 residential squares, the streets are full of people every day, cars are like flowing water and horses are like dragons.Now the Xiacheng District has long since lost its old look, but the Shangcheng District has perfectly reproduced it, preserving the most prosperous appearance of the thousand-year-old imperial capital, as if it has retained an unwaking dream.

But under this beautiful dream, there are many bones.

Long Ying and Jiang Bairi walked quietly in the night. He said: "The Gaoge was built for 200 years, and 820 people died. These are recorded, and there are many unrecorded lives, which are countless."

Jiang Baizhou was speechless.

Long Ying pointed to a mountain-like magnificent building in the distance: "That's the Gongsun's mansion, let's take a closer look?"

Jiang Baizhou nodded.

Compared with the crowded downtown, the upper city is much empty.

The gates of every household are closed at night, and there are not many people on the street. Only the gambling houses and brothels in the city are brightly lit, and they sing and sing all night.

The Gongsun Mansion is ridiculously large, covering an area of ​​nearly one hundred mu, and the courtyard wall is several feet high. Standing outside, you can vaguely see the towering pavilions inside the wall, and the rows of ridges and beasts on the cornices. Glazed tile, with a chubby body like a ball, meowed and jumped from one end of the eaves to the other with its head held high.

Jiang Baizhou stared at the cat, Long Ying stared at him, and couldn't help but say, "Brother, do you like cats?"

"No." Jiang Baizhou said, "I was just thinking, so not only are people different, the wild cats on the high pavilion are more cat-like than those in the lower city."

"..."

Realizing that this was not a compliment, Long Ying smiled wryly, and laughed at herself: "The people and cats in the lower city are just the same animals."

Jiang Baizhou lost interest, and said to Longying, "Go back, I don't want to watch it, I'm tired."

He had Gongsun Shu's ashes in his arms. Before he came, he had imagined that it would not be difficult to send his father Ye Luo back to his roots. No matter what Gongsun's attitude was, it would be impossible to reject the remains of his own son.

And although he has a weak relationship with his parents, the blood relationship is unbroken, and he should do the same for the Gongsun family.

But now standing under the high wall of Gongsun's mansion, Jiang Baizhou could not feel a trace of intimacy, but felt that the so-called blood is thicker than water is nothing more than that.If it wasn't for his father's insistence on entering the ancestral grave, he would have dug a hole himself and buried him, safe and sound.

It's better to go to the endless sea, everyone will enter the sea soul boat after death, and go into the sea with the boat, drifting to an unknown place, how can there be any ancestral graves?

Jiang Baizhou and Longying returned the same way.

The way back was easier than when we came here. Without much effort, we got off Tongtian Road, entered the north city gate, and returned to the west of the city.

Long Ying's residence in the west of the city is not a secret, Xie Yan sent people to watch him all day long, if you want to find it, you can find it.But his house was surrounded by mazes, and it was difficult to enter. The spies who monitored him could only watch from a distance, and never dared to approach.

Tonight, for some reason, Long Ying and Jiang Baizhou came back to see that there was someone at the door.

It's his bodyguard.

This close bodyguard was brought down by Long Ying from Shangcheng District, and he was considered one of his own, but in fact he was not that close.

The guards thought he was sleeping at home, but he suddenly came back from the outside, couldn't help being startled, and went up to pay homage: "Report to the left envoy, I have something important to report!"

Long Ying looked him up: "What's wrong?"

The guard glanced at Jiang Baizhou next to him, saw that Longying hadn't responded, and said directly: "There is an old man who claims to be a postman in Yangcheng. He said he was entrusted by you to help find someone, and now he has found him—"

Long Ying's expression was startled: "What did you say?!"

The guard said: "He said that he found your biological sister."