dirty stuff

The attack on No. [-] Middle School has finally come to an end. Faced with the pressure of public opinion, Tang Chengping had to hold a press conference. Unfortunately, Guoan failed to catch Jing Huan. In order not to cause social panic, the contents of the press release were half-truths and half-truths. Fake.

This incident also involved more than 2000 teachers and students. It was hard work for Dou Zhang, the head of the aftermath department. He asked more than 100 people to work hard with amnesiacs for a whole day before replacing all their memories with system settings. s things.

So, the section chief of Dou University took up the banner of "salary increase" and prepared for an unprecedented "struggle", but was kindly pushed back to the section chief's office by the understanding Tang Chengping.

A cry came from the inpatient department of the city hospital, startling a group of little yellow birds on the treetops.

Sitting beside Sheng Feng's hospital bed, Wu Wenyan said with emotion: "It's too late to say it! Our section chief, Dou Zhang, rushed up to stop Tang Chengping in one stride, but think about it, Director Tang is famous What a stingy guy! Who else..."

After a few days, Sheng Feng slowly opened his eyes on a sunny morning, and then he was "bombed" by all seven groups.

Sheng Feng's empty bed was already filled with fruits and dairy products. He looked at the big bag of milk powder that Wu Wenyan brought with some contempt. This guy thought he would drink it because his brain was caught by the door. right? !

The little mayfly took a fruit knife and quietly peeled an apple and handed it to Sheng Feng. Huang Rongxin sat by Sheng Feng's bed and scolded him: "You are too old, so you can't be more stable in your life and work? If you take risks again in the future, Handle things yourself, don't come to me!"

Sheng Feng gnawed on the apple, put his left ear in and out his right ear, and echoed in a very perfunctory manner.

He recovered quickly. Although he still coughs, the ventilator is no longer in use, and he has nothing else to do except weakness in his limbs. He can be discharged from the hospital after staying for another week of observation.

Wu Wenyan is just like a storyteller, since he entered the door of the ward, he began to talk endlessly, which made the old man and old lady in the bed next to him laugh from ear to ear.

Huang Rongxin thought he was noisy, so he slipped him out by the nape of his neck with one hand, and brainwashed him in a force-feeding style.

Sheng Feng winked at the little mayfly: "Have you seen Shen Yan recently?"

The little mayfly shook its head like a rattle.

Sheng Feng sighed, thinking that this might be the end of him and Shen Yan.

This is also good, just like the beginning, the difference is clear.

Huang Rongxin came back alone. He picked up the iron lunch box and prepared to cook for Sheng Feng. After walking a few steps, he turned back, gave Sheng Feng a hard look, and mercilessly opened the third bedside bed. He opened the drawer and took out an ordinary notebook inside.

"Hey! Master, don't!"

It was not easy for Huang Rongxin to search for Sheng Fengzang's things. He flipped through the notebook casually, and sure enough there were a few cigarettes hidden in it. He took out the cigarettes, and closed the notebook with a snap.

Huang Rongxin: "I think you still have a mild cough. In the future," he raised the cigarette in his hand, "say goodbye to it!"

Sheng Feng just watched his treasured darling being swept away by Huang Rongxin, and mercilessly destroyed and thrown into the dirty trash can, a bleak wind blew in his heart.

It's all the fault of Jing Huan!And Shen Yan's white-eyed wolf!

Little Mayfly made Sheng Feng a bowl of oatmeal, and saw Sheng Feng gritting his teeth and using a spoon to pick it into his mouth, not to mention how angry he was.

Little Mayfly: "Brother Sheng, eat slowly, I have some information I just got from Master Qi, do you want to listen?"

Sheng Feng raised his ears: "What information?"

Little mayfly: "During the past few days when you were in a coma, Nugujing threw an olive branch to Duguqian, the evil ghost king. Shifangmu tore up the Tianshu ghost scroll and threw it on the side of Wangchuan, which is equivalent to formally sending you to the underworld. After reading the gauntlet, I was thinking, will the Nugu Realm form an alliance with Duguqian to attack the Xiyi Realm together?"

These few days the world has been relatively calm, but the underworld has become a mess due to the chaos of Shifangmu, and the judge is also very busy with this.

Sheng Feng thought for a while, and said: "Since Goulou Yang was plotted against and the slave bone realm was replaced by a new power, both the underworld and the human world have been persecuted to varying degrees one after another. It can be seen that the main problem lies in the head of the new slave bone realm ghost king. Now, have you found out the identity of the new ghost king?"

The little mayfly hesitated for a moment: "He claims to be... Su Jingran, king of Mengliangyan."

Sheng Feng felt that this answer was a little magical. Even if ordinary people don't know Su Jingran, they should know the title of "Mengliangyan King". He is a very famous monarch of Mengliang, and one of the entrances to Xiyi Realm is It is located in the tomb of King Mengliangyan.

Could it be that this historical figure from more than 2000 years ago has not yet been reincarnated, but instead went to the slave bone realm to kill the old ghost king Gou Louyang to usurp the throne?

Little Mayfly: "I know this is unbelievable, but it was indeed the Seventh Master who told me that he specifically asked me to tell you to be careful of Su Jingran, he is not an ordinary ghost."

It is indeed not an ordinary ghost. It is definitely not a pure ghost to be able to get the sentence in the history books that "those who are ruthless and ungrateful are actually tyrants and good at using their minds".

It has only been a week since no one cared about the Slaves Realm before and now the talk has changed. If the ghost king is really the famous tyrant Su Jingran, the troubles in the Xiyi Realm are really not small.

Sheng Feng asked: "Su Jingran wants to form an alliance with Duguqian, what's the attitude of Duguqian?"

Little Mayfly: "There is no reply yet. If the alliance is successful, the situation in Xiyi Realm will be very dangerous."

The sky outside the window began to gloomy, and then it rained intermittently throughout the afternoon, but Sheng Feng's cough has not healed, and he would cough twice after speaking a few words.

After lunch, Sheng Feng picked up his mobile phone to search for information. Apart from going to the toilet, he spent almost all the time on the bed these days. If this continues, he is afraid that he will grow up with this bed soon.

Since you have no strength, use your brain.

What is the origin of that person, the person who repeatedly appeared in his dreams, and what is the relationship with Shen Zhuyao who died young?

Or, that person is Shen Zhuyao, but why would such a master-level figure entrust him with dreams?

This is the answer that Shengfeng wants to pursue.

However, it is counterproductive.

The back figure that haunted Sheng Feng never landed in his dreams again, as if the last time he saw him was just a game arranged by the gods, the game was over and everything was in vain.

No clue.

Sheng Feng searched all the historical stories about Meng Liangyan King Su Jingran, and Shen Zhuyao was probably a historical figure of the same period as him.

However, the amount of records in it is too large. From Su Jingran's birth, killing his brother, becoming king, to becoming a tyrant, there was a gap of several decades, and there was no single word about Yuchanfeng in the official history.

Sheng Fengtou started to have a dull pain again, and he planned to take a nap before doing these miscellaneous things. Accompanied by the sound of the uncle and aunt in the next bed cracking melon seeds, he wrapped himself in the quilt and gradually fell asleep.

……

The blade of the weapon slashed before his eyes, carrying a large number of splashed blood beads.

The red horse neighed and smashed through the sky, its iron hooves stepped on the mud, and the pouring rain mercilessly hit the cold armor.

……Again.

This is a fantasy dream that Shengfeng must go through every day. He can see men in ancient armor talking in the dream, but he can only see his mouth opening and closing, and he can't hear what they are saying at all.

The rain here was a little too exaggerated. The rain washed the horse's body. Sheng Feng only felt that he was on the horse's back at this time, walking and shaking, and the armor was very uncomfortable against his body.

A soldier came to report later on horseback: "My lord! The army has assembled! We only need to attack the city!"

Huh?I can hear them talking!

Sheng Feng's perspective didn't move, he just nodded slightly, looking at the towering city tower in the distance, lost in thought.

"My lord! It's raining heavily now, and the soldiers in the city will definitely relax their vigilance. If we don't attack the city at this time, when will we wait?! I hope your lord will make plans earlier!" The soldiers' eyes were about to burst into flames, as if they were in a hurry.

Sheng Feng only heard "myself" turn around and ask, "Where is Shao Jiang?"

This person is calm and composed, and he also has a sense of not being surprised by changes.

As soon as the words fell, a person rode over from the woods behind him: "Your Excellency, are you looking for me?"

The visitor was different from other soldiers, not wearing armor, holding an oiled paper umbrella, with a smiling face that seemed to hide murderous intent.

"Is your information in the city accurate?" Sheng Feng heard "myself" say this.

Shao Jiang said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you have been in the court for many years, and the number of troops in the city is not as clear as this one? Isn't it self-inflicted humiliation if I deceive you with this matter?"

Ever since Sheng Feng saw this man named Shao Jiang, his whole body was full of discomfort. His deliberately ingratiating smile always made Sheng Feng feel goosebumps all over the place.

"Okay then, gather the army! Prepare to attack the city! Remember that our trip is only to take down the Yan King, and no one should accidentally hurt the people in the city!"

This is the first time that Sheng Feng has dreamed of such a clear battle on the battlefield. The gate of the city was easily smashed open by several soldiers and horses, and the army smashed into Huanglong like a broken bamboo.

Immediately, the figure was more like a gust of wind, and rushed into the palace with hundreds of generals.

The moment he rushed in, Sheng Feng noticed that the palace was like a palace of death, gloomy, the gorgeous palace lanterns were completely extinguished, the whole royal city fell into a dead silence, and there were no maids and eunuchs on the road paved with stone slabs. go through.

The horsemen reined in the reins first, and the red horse neighed and stopped on the extremely oppressive stone road.

"My lord, why are you so quiet?" The soldiers also reined in their horses.

Sheng Feng and the immediate general realized something almost at the same moment, and he shouted: "Fraud! Rewind!"

As he spoke, he was about to turn the horse's head and run back. At the same time, thousands of arrows were fired from the towering wall, killing several slow-reacting soldiers in an instant. The arrow ratio is still a bit worse.

Sheng Feng felt something hit his back, and in the next second he and his horse fell down on the rain-soaked stone road. Sheng Feng caught a glimpse of blood flowing in front of him along the rain, thinking that it might be the result of this dream. The host is about to fall short.

In less than 2 minutes, nearly a hundred people were killed.

Horse corpses and human corpses were lying on the ground in disorder, blood flowing like a river.

Sheng Feng felt that someone grabbed his collar and lifted him into the air, and the cold ring scratched his face.

"Aiqing, this is not the way to force a palace. How does it feel to be deceived?"

"It's in vain that Fei Gu valued you so much. You said that if you beg for forgiveness and give in, Gu might save your life, but you just refuse. Shen Zhuyao, you are so blind for nothing! Do that Who can you show her so pure and lofty appearance?!"