Who Moved My Golden Claw [Entertainment Circle]

Just as the young master expected, Jiading City was quickly captured by the Qing army.

At night, Zhu Xin walked on the road that had just experienced the first massacre.In the city that was killed, there seemed to be no other living creatures in the city except him.The formerly prosperous small town in the south of the Yangtze River has become a dead city filled with the smell of blood.There were corpses everywhere, some were hanged, thrown into wells, or were cut off by the Qing army and bled to death.Like ghosts and ghosts, those who still make rustling noises under the pale moonlight are those people who have lost their limbs and hands but are still alive. Their faces are covered with blood, and it is impossible to see whether they still have human faces.

As a cat who had already fought with mice in the stinky ditch, Zhu Xin thought he was already very strong, and he had adapted so quickly from a human to a cat.But at the moment, he was still dumbfounded by such a scene.He could hear the cheers of the Qing soldiers stationed outside the city. They were celebrating how many jewels they had looted today, and they were planning where to attack next to get more wealth and beauties.Jiading may not be the most affluent place in the south of the Yangtze River, but the wealth here can fill [-] large ships, which is jaw-dropping.

Zhu Xin heard the laughter outside the city, and even heard the voices of ghosts inside the city. Those voices seemed to never disappear.It was the screams of the civilians when the Qing army killed people in the daytime, the barking of dogs, even the friction of the blade cutting the head when the knife was raised and lowered, and the last cry of a child who had not grown up in time.These voices are locked in this city and will become a part of this city and will never go away.

Is this the war of mortals?It was the first time for Zhu Xin to feel it at zero distance, and his cat's tail stood up. This is what the old Taoist said, never guess how dark the darkness is, it will only exceed your imagination.

Zhu Xin accidentally stepped on a round object. It was a dog's head that had been chopped off. Zhu Xin recognized at a glance that the dog's head belonged to Aunt Wang's house who sold steamed stuffed buns. The dog had a piece of Qing Army soldier's clothes in its mouth. The cloth on the cloth, this cloth is covered with blood, I don't know if it's the yellow blood, or it bit the soldier's arm.

Just a few days ago, Zhu Xin was fighting wits and bravery with Tuhuang, trying to steal a meat bun that Aunt Wang had just come out of the cage, but now there are no more.

Zhu Xin picked up the dog's head, jumped over many corpses, and finally found the body not far away from Tuhuang, and put the head and body together.Aunt Wang died on the side of Tuhuang, and she was hacked to death in the middle.

[Stupid dog, you should have run away. A dog can't escape and has become indestructible. You're not a roaring dog. 】Zhu Xin touched the already cold khaki with his paws, it didn't escape, it was just because it wanted to protect its owner.

I don't know where the young master is?In the morning, it disappeared without paying attention.

Zhu Xin bid farewell to Tuhuang and Aunt Wang, and continued to search among the corpses.When the Qing army broke through the city, a team was spontaneously formed in the city. They knew that they were attacking the stone with an egg, but this group of fools still picked up their guys and went to fight the Qing army head-on.Of course the young master is also inside.

Zhu Xin left a tracking mark on the young master. As long as the young master is alive, he can use the mark to find someone.And in such a day, the distance will not be too far.Zhu Xin finally stopped at the door of a pawn shop. He put his ear to the ground, he could hear the sound from the ground, and sure enough, he heard the young master's voice coming from below. They were still planning a counterattack.attack.

The pawn shop has been looted, but it must have a secret door, just don't know how to open it.Zhu Xin didn't rush down, since he found someone, the young master would definitely come up from the ground.

Even Zhu Xin himself didn't know what he could do to find the young master.The old Taoist said that their cultivators should not easily form karma. When resisting the thunder disaster in the future, if some karma is not resolved, the success rate will be greatly reduced.

The young master gave Zhu Xin a month of cakes, and Zhu Xin felt that he had to repay him, otherwise it would hinder his practice.

If Zhu Xin is a powerful big monster, he can raise his chin slightly and appear in front of the young master, and say in a tone that does not want to be beaten, tell your wish, do you prefer Vega or Altair, I'll get you a piece (because if you take the whole star, the young master will be smashed to death).

Of course, Zhu Xin guessed that the young master's wish was to make this group of Qing soldiers disappear.However, Zhu Xin couldn't fulfill the young master's wish.All he can do is to follow quietly and find an opportunity to repay his favor.

This opportunity is coming soon.

The Qing army carried out the second massacre of Jiading City. The river outside the city was piled up with corpses, and there was no room for boats in it.In this resistance, the young master was not as lucky as the first time. He was seriously injured and was pierced through the chest by a long knife, only a little away from the heart.

The soldier who was holding the long knife injured his right hand by the young master's sneak attack. He was about to slash again with a fierce look in his eyes, and let the boy go to see the King of Hades.What the soldier said was Manchu, which the young master could not understand. The young master lay on the ground looking at the blue sky with white clouds, but laughed. If there are really ten temples of hell in the world, that would be great, they can come The underground continues to take revenge.

The moment the soldier was about to fall, he suddenly felt numbness in his fingers, and then he fell backwards.Zhu Xin jumped down from the wall. He looked at his paws. The accuracy of using lightning strikes was getting higher and higher. Thank him for the common sense that blood can conduct lightning.

Even if Zhu Xin couldn't kill a soldier with a big thunderbolt, but he could hit a small thunderbolt on his long knife, and then the soldier held the metal knife in his blood-stained hand, how could he be undefeated by Zhu Xin's lightning strike technique.So even if it's just a small thunder, it can deal with one person.

Zhu Xin didn't care whether the Qing soldier was dead or alive, he jumped to the young master's side.The young master had obviously taken in less air and exhaled more. When he was dying, he saw a cat's paw stretching towards him, and then felt a warm force injected into his body.It seems to return to the warmth of many years ago, when his mother was still there, and when he was sick, she touched his head and sang nursery rhymes.

[I still need an apprentice, are you willing to be my apprentice?Since the world is so bitter, it is better to leave and practice. 】

The young master heard someone asking him this in his dream, but he couldn't see the source of the voice clearly, but he always felt a little familiar. There was a khaki figure there through a layer of white mist.

"Thank you, master, for your kindness. It's just that I still have a deep revenge, so I dare not just leave the mortal world." No matter who spoke, the young master refused. As long as he is still alive, he will not give up revenge.Maybe he can't, but children and grandchildren can always wait until the day when the Qing Dynasty collapses.Just like Lu Fangweng said, "Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and the family sacrifices were never forgotten to tell Naiweng." 'There will be a day.

【Meow! 】Zhu Xin muttered a bit, he is not rare to have an apprentice.Since the young master is not willing, let it go, he saved the other party's life, and he has repaid his favor. 【Okay, then you have to remember that if you keep the green hills there, you won't have to worry about no firewood. 】

The young master wasn't sure if he heard the cat meowing. It was half a month after he woke up again. Jiading City had been slaughtered for the third time, and the city was really empty now.A big cloth bag was left beside the young master, and there was a pile of familiar snacks in it, just enough for the hungry him to have a meal.It's just that these snacks are very similar to those he once sent to Zhu Xin, but how do they keep fresh?

The young master couldn't figure it out either, and he didn't find anything else, except where the knife was stabbed in his chest, there was a mark that looked like a cat's paw, but the scar was completely gone.

Maybe, he really met Mao Daxian, and he almost had the chance to become a fairy.

The young master gnawed on his snacks, and shed tears. He couldn't tell who was crying, for the family and friends he had lost, his hometown, or for those years of warmth, whether it was old friends or old dreams. Locked in the bloody Jiading City, I can never go back.So, he doesn't regret not being able to become a fairy.How to practice Taoism with a deep hatred in your heart.

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"I don't know where he went and how he continued to take revenge. However, before I entered Zhongnan Mountain, I went to the palace and saw that the emperor didn't eat roast chicken very much, but occasionally roasted whole lamb." Zhu Xin actually He also couldn't remember what the young master looked like. He went to the palace to see what the Manchu emperor looked like, but he found that the palace should have a dragon spirit that suppressed monsters much less.The dragon spirit of the emperors of the Qing Dynasty was not strong. If the young master knew this, it might be more comforting than nothing.

After listening to this story, Bai Chenrui felt that the words of a cat's paw on his chest sounded familiar, "Wait a minute, I seem to have heard from my grandpa that there was a strange man in our ancestors. Although he shaved his head, he spent his whole life fighting against Qing , and he was not caught until his death, he said it was because of the blessing of the cat fairy. There was a cat paw print on his chest."

Zhu Xin couldn't believe such a coincidence, "Is there a portrait? I'll recognize it."

There are really portraits, which are preserved in the Baijia ancestral hall.Bai Chenrui took Zhu Xin to see it later, Zhu Xin shook his head, the person with the ugly braid was not the young master.

"I've only seen him with hair. He's a beautiful boy. The ugly guy in this painting shouldn't be."

But Zhu Xin is not sure, after all, too many years have passed, and whether the cold boy in his memory has turned into a vicissitudes-faced old man.

The past is left in the past.The Qing Dynasty fell, and the hatred has dissipated.Big cat Zhu is more concerned about what to eat for dinner.Life has to go on.