Chiwuxing

The third round - Fu Chen is grateful for the kindness of knowing you, and Yu Wang suffers from the pain of gouging out the flesh

Inside the study room, cigarettes curled up from the cauldron furnace, melting into the air.

A man whose appearance has surpassed his destiny, with a gray beard and black beard, has a majestic face.The body is wrapped in a purple and black-trimmed gown, and the waist is tied with an autumn-colored dark-patterned jade belt.At the moment, he was sitting at the desk, contemplating deeply.

As far as the eye can see, there is a gray cloth on the table that does not match the surrounding decorations, and a few pieces of brown-red animal skins are patched on it. The wet clothes exude a strong smell of putrid mud.

Ni Congwen looked at a patch in his clothes indifferently, hidden in the warm and close-fitting brown-red animal skin. The original white silk was now stained with scorched yellow stains that were hard to remove due to perennial sweat and rain. His handwriting was already illegible, only the dark red private seal in the corner, and the word "Zhi" could barely be seen.

He traced the imprint with his hands, as if thinking of something, he took out a letter from the dark cabinet, and compared the seal on the letter, his pupils shrank strangely, so he quickly tore the white silk Come down and put it in the dark cabinet together with the letter.

After all this happened, Ni Congwen leaned back on the back of the chair, stared at the front of the room, lightly twirled the green jade finger on the thumb of his left hand with his right hand, and sat quietly in the room for a long time without saying a word.

It was dark and the sun was not rising.

A heart-stopping feeling of suffocation ran across the chest and abdomen, and all kinds of ghost stories that I had heard in childhood flashed in the darkness.When Fu Chen woke up slowly from the coma, the strange feeling of being in a different place had already made him numb, but the carved patterns on the edge of the sandalwood bed still made him panic for a moment.

Thinking about his memory, he vaguely remembered that in the torrential rain, someone covered him from the rain, and before he fell to the ground, that person helped him with his hand, and he told that person his name under that person: Fu Chen.

Pay, dust?

There is also a moment of strangeness.

He tried to push himself up, and happened to startle the elder in Chinese clothes who was drinking tea.

"Bring water." Ni Congwen ordered to the side.

Fu Chen recognized that he was the one who helped him, and the robe was luxurious, so he should be the master of Xiangfu he was looking for.He took the warm water brought by the maid, took a sip, moistened his throat, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, Mr. Xiang, for your help."

Ni Congwen waved his servants to disperse, and there were only two people left in the room, dimly lit by candlelight.

Fu Chen was silent, not knowing what to say.

Ni Congwen said softly, "Do you still feel unwell? The doctor said just now that you were caught cold in the rain. You need to rest these few days. Don't worry about it."

"Many, thank you so much for your concern and care," Fu Chen frowned and said, "I have been with birds and beasts since I was a child, and my body is naturally strong and much, so it's okay."

Ni Congwen saw that his speech was polite but intermittent. Could it be that he stuttered as the guard said?Feeling hesitant, he asked, "Have you suffered from mouth disease since childhood?"

Fu Chen smiled apologetically, and replied: "Rang, Rang Xiangye joked, the villain has lived in the mountains and fields for many years, and has not spoken or spoken for many years, so his speech is messy and messy. Please forgive me for the words that offend me."

"It's okay," Ni Congwen asked when he saw him talking about his experience, "You were alone when you were young? Did you have relatives to take care of you?"

Fu Chen's expression was gloomy, and he said: "I have lived with my mother since I was a child, and wandered in the barren hills of the border town between Nanman and Yan. Later, my mother passed away due to illness, leaving me alone in the mountains. He once told me that my father was a powerful and powerful person in the Yan Kingdom, but he forbade me to come here to look for my biological father before he was alive. He only sewed my father's hand and handwriting into his clothes for use in the future as a last resort. Got a shelter. Just because I, I know that Xiangye and my father or maybe have a lot of relationship, so I come here to bother."

Ni Congwen looked at the young man and sighed: "That's right, Mr. Xie is not only my mentor, but also my father-in-law. The teacher was kind to me when he was alive, and has been taking care of me since then. The teacher has a meager child, and only one daughter lives at home. It's a pity that after marrying me, I died of illness early, and I regretted it for many years, but I never thought that there are still orphans left in the world."

Fu Chen turned his gaze elsewhere and remained silent.

Father is a strange and coveted word to him. He lived a simple life since he was a child, and he and his mother wandered in many places. He never asked for a BMW, a car, or a million dollars, nor envied the person who owned them. .I just hope to have a simple home and get together with my parents.

He only knew that his father was a powerful person in the Yan Dynasty, but he always felt a lot of hatred from his mother's silence.Why he can't take care of the two of them as much as he has power?

He has never tasted the reunion of relatives since he was a child, and he hopes that his parents will come suddenly one day and tell him that everything he has experienced before is just a short nightmare.But he never thought that even such a simple wish for reunion would be difficult to realize.The fate of seven years has been lingering in his ears since that day in the mountains, like a crisp copper bell, his mother shook it in the distance, and the crisp sound reminded him to go home.

Seeing that he didn't want to mention it, Ni Congwen also kept silent, handed him the medicine bowl on the table, and said, "Drink the medicine while it's hot."

Fu Chen took it and poured it down his throat, not paying attention to the bitterness and bitterness in it. After he finished drinking, the bitterness rising in his throat made his eyes sour.

Ni Congwen watched him finish drinking the medicine silently, and said, "But there is one thing I must tell the truth, even though I recognize your identity, I cannot reveal your identity to the world."

Fu Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood that since his biological father did not want to recognize him during his lifetime, he also did not want to be stigmatized by him after his death.So he forced a smile and said, "I see—"

But what Ni Congwen said next made him stunned for a moment.

"Because the cause of the teacher's death is different."

I don't know when it started, the sound of rain started again, like ghosts and gods whispering.

"kill--"

Beacon smoke is everywhere, and horns are blowing.

Sleeping at night, the guards of the southern barbarians didn't realize it. Suddenly, a few sentry soldiers saw a group of soldiers coming in line not far away, with brown-red armor and red tassels floating on their helmets.

During this period, golden light flashed, and endless firelighters were thrown around the fence. In an instant, the camp was full of flames, and under the reflection of the armor, the camp was full of hunting red light.

One of them rode a horse in front of the formation, wearing black armor alone, holding a long knife, and a red cloak that was thicker in the dark night, tall and powerful.

"The Yan army has attacked the camp! The Yan army has set fire to the camp!" There was a lot of noise in the camp.

The red-armored army, whose military appearance was clean-up, lined up to attack the camp. The soldiers held red tassels and slashed at the enemy.

The flags planted everywhere in the barbarian camp were overturned and replaced with red flags of Yan State.

The barbarians in the distance also sensed the situation of the battle, and immediately set up their formations. Under the fire, they tried to break out from both sides, and the battle was fierce.

The Xuanjia man ran all the way to the central army, reaching the commander's tent, leading the soldiers behind him into the depths of the enemy, and opening a bloody path.

"Fire arrows!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the barbarian soldiers hurriedly ordered the soldiers on both sides to shoot bows and arrows, and they all shot at the leading general.

In the Red Armored Army, there were also those who drew their bows, and the arrows flew like flying.

I saw that the leading man's saber skill was swift, and in a flash of light, he had already split the flying feather arrow under the horse.

The witch howls at night, and the thunder is loud.

Suddenly, heavy rain fell from the sky, like the rapid drumbeat urging the end of the killing battle.

The fire that had turned into a prairie fire gradually faded away, leaving only the dark ashes scorched at night.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the red-armored generals accelerated the movement of swinging their knives even more, and the sound of killing and cutting was everywhere.

During the fight, he seemed to notice something strange, and the man in Xuanjia paused.

In the dim light of the rain, someone happened to catch this slight pause, and a cluster of white feathered arrows flew down, with a swipe of the dark purple arrow tip, and instantly sank into the man's leg, thick with blood.

This pause was only for a moment, and in an instant, the man's figure turned sharply, as if the poisonous arrow was just an illusion, the sharp knife technique was even more powerful, lifting the flesh and blood of Zhou Yibing around him, and there were endless screams for a while.

There were crackling sounds, and the head was in a different place for only a moment.Even with the saber energy, it shattered the skull and neck tendons into powder.

"Cover Your Highness!"

The random arrows were shot, and some soldiers noticed the process of being shot just now, and shouted anxiously.

The rain was pouring, and it was already difficult to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy in the darkness.Without any reaction, the knife blade flying from nowhere killed them with one blow, and several barbarians fell off their horses.

As if staying out of the way, the man lifted the long knife, and a dark light flashed between the gaps in the horrific black copper mask, and he rushed straight ahead.

Countless casualties.

Ming Jin withdraws his troops.

Excluding the hundreds of soldiers who fled, this night raid wiped out all the [-] barbarian troops who were staring at the outside of the county in one fell swoop. With one enemy and five victorious with less, it can be said that they won as scheduled. But no joy.

The scuffle continued all night until early morning, but the rain still did not stop.

Back in the city, the man was immediately escorted to the commander's tent, his slightly messy footsteps were not as usual, his stiff left leg already revealed the fact that he had been deeply poisoned by an arrow, and the soldiers along the way were all panicked and hurried.

"Quickly invite the general doctor!"

Before he finished speaking, an old man with a white beard was dragged into the tent by several soldiers.

The man raised his hand to take off the black copper mask, and the moment he put it on, his fingertips trembled convulsively, and there was a "snap", and the muffled sound of metal falling on the wooden table made the insider's heart twitch.

The rest of the crowd behind him thought that he was angry and deliberately dropped the mask, so they were silent, and their eyes all focused on him, seeing that his cold expression did not show any signs, but his pale lips and sharp nose The bright sweat stains were particularly abrupt, definitely not the fragility that men usually reveal.

A middle-aged man next to him supported him leaning on the bed. He could clearly see the man's abnormal loss of strength just now, so he turned around worriedly, pointed at the soldiers and said sharply: "Don't squeeze yourself into the tent, you stay behind." The next two will come over to help, and the rest will bring a few pots of hot water, and go out to calm down the noisy group of people at the door."

The man took off his armor, and the old military doctor cut open his shirt, examined the wound carefully, and said in a deep voice, "Voodoo is prevalent in the Nanman clan. The poisons in our Yan army are expensive, and at most they are poisoned on crossbows. Regardless of whether the poison is quenched, the poison is spreading rapidly nowadays, and the poisonous arrow must be pulled out first."

The archer was obviously very strong. The feathered arrow on the man's leg had already penetrated □□cm, almost protruding out of the bone. There was a palm-sized black and purple around the place where the arrow point was inserted, and the blue blood vessels were exposed. Some blood vessels have faintly turned black and purple, agitating with the pulse.And the few strands of blood that had leaked out before also turned strangely black, drying up on the leg muscles.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man said anxiously: "Please ask the military doctor to pull out the arrow quickly, so as to prevent the toxin from spreading along the meridians."

"It's just—" the old military doctor looked at the wound and said hesitantly, "The Nanman's feather arrow is covered with thorns, which have already involved the flesh around the leg, and His Highness just walked in the rain again, which aggravated the infection of the toxin. If you pull out the arrow rashly at this moment... it will inevitably involve the nerves in the legs, and I'm afraid it will speed up the spread of voodoo in the legs, and according to the depth of the arrow cluster at this time, it may have extended to the leg bones. I am afraid that the toxin will spread from the leg bones to the Qi and blood meridians of the whole body, so it is difficult to guarantee that His Highness... will not be in danger of life."

The man on the bed still had no expression on his face when he heard this, his damp black hair was curly, now clinging to his temples, dripping a few drops of rain.

The lieutenant-general next to him saw the helpless situation and said anxiously, "So what?"

"There are only two countermeasures for the present." The old military doctor frowned and said thoughtfully, "First, pull out the arrow body directly. You only need to shave off some of the flesh that the arrow thorn hooks. The spread is uncontrollable, and there may be endless troubles in the future. The second countermeasure... needs to goug out all the skin and flesh where the toxin spread on the legs, and then scrape off the toxin on the leg bones to completely eradicate the voodoo infestation. However, the barracks are simple. There is not enough herbal medicine at this time, if the imperial doctor in the palace administers the medicine, the chances of success are quite high, and now I am afraid it will be difficult to guarantee a smooth progress."

The people around couldn't help feeling anxious when they heard this, how can the pain of gouging out flesh and scraping bones be endured by ordinary people, once it is practiced, it may be difficult to recover in a short time.

Swish raindrops swept into the account with the wind.

Seeing the silence of the crowd, the old military doctor became even more anxious, and said to the middle-aged man beside him, "Admiral Jia, this... the toxin is spreading rapidly, let's make a decision as soon as possible, and don't delay the time of diagnosis and treatment!"

Jia Yun hesitated, looked at the man on the bed who looked indifferent as usual, and asked the military doctor: "How sure are you of the second countermeasure to completely remove the toxin?"

The old military doctor shook his head: "It's only five or five."

The rain was pattering at night, and under the empty night, the dancing candles in the camp seemed even more lonely.

"Gouging out the meat."

The man spoke with a low voice.

Jia Yun turned his head and stopped talking, and immediately signaled the deputy military doctor to start preparations.

The man's eyes turned from the dark rain outside the window to the brown-red armor that had just faded by the window, and the red cloak was thirsty for blood, which highlighted a deeper layer of glamour.

There was silence in the tent.Even military doctors and soldiers, who are used to seeing blood and flesh being torn apart on the battlefield, feel terrified when faced with cutting flesh and bones of living people.The man has a noble status and outstanding military exploits. If there is an accident and the loss is heavy, the situation will change drastically. Who can bear the responsibility for such crimes.

"I'll do it." Jia Yun looked at the military doctor's trembling and hesitant hands, and stepped forward to take the dagger.

The old military doctor observed carefully at the side, and said: "The anesthetic in the army has been used up, please Your Highness, please endure the pain for a while."

Jia Yun frowned and focused, and thrust the dagger sharply into the flesh, causing black blood to flow.

He glanced up at the man's expression, and saw that he was still leaning against the edge of the bed, as stable as a mountain.

Jia Yun carefully removed all the skin and flesh around the arrow, and the original black blood gradually turned into dark red blood. Under the black and black layer of muscles, black and white bones appeared faintly, showing that the toxin had penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Wait!"

The old military doctor who was observing at the side suddenly interrupted, and said in shock: "No! The arrow is not quenched with voodoo, but Nanman's Gu!"

Thunder on the ground.

Jia Yun also turned pale, staring at the old military doctor.

The old military doctor said tremblingly: "The surrounding blood vessels are black and swollen, and there are Gu worms in them!... This... This barbarian has a vicious intention to kill him with one blow!"

The expressions of everyone in the tent were even uglier.

Jia Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and took the lead to wake up and said: "First seal the big acupoint on the lower body to prevent the Gu worms from spreading upward to the body and lungs."

Jia Yun looked at the man again, the rain-drenched temple hair was sticking to his body with sweat, and his neck was bright with water stains.

The man nodded slightly at him, his stagnant movements finally revealing a bit of exhaustion.

The rain died down.

Fu Chen suddenly woke up from his dream, dripping with cold sweat.

When he recovered, he heard a commotion outside.

"father!"

A familiar female voice came, and Fu Chen got up and pushed the door out. Under the eaves, it was the girl in red who I saw on the street that day, talking with Ni Congwen in the corridor, and seemed to have a dispute.

It turned out that she was the daughter of the prime minister, Fu Chen thought to himself.He only felt that the world was changing, and that his turbulent life occasionally had lucky moments, and when he found an opportunity in the future, he should meet and say thanks.

The girl looked over and saw his figure, her eyes showed surprise, but she didn't open her mouth to recognize him.

Ni Congwen also saw him go out, so he said sharply to Ni Chengxin: "I'm too arrogant to indulge you on weekdays, and let you make trouble outside. You are not allowed to go out for a few months, just stay at home and think about your mistakes."

Ni Chengxin was unexpectedly quiet, glanced at Fu Chen a few more times, then turned and left.

Only then did Ni Congwen walk towards Fu Chen.

After a good night's sleep, the young man's black and green brows gradually fade away, his handsome eyes have sculpted eyebrows, and his eyes are like bright stars. The brown light shirt floats with the wind, supporting a straight and thin skeleton.The originally dirty curly hair was cleaned up, and now the long hair is slightly curled and hangs behind her back, forming an elegant look of her own.

The anger on Ni Congwen's face did not fade, and he calmed down when he walked to Fu Chen's side, and said to him, "Follow me into the study."

Fu Chen nodded and followed, only to see Ni Congwen sitting in the main seat behind the table, pointing to the chair beside him to signal him to sit down.

"Have you drank all the medicine the doctor made?" Ni Congwen asked gently.

"Drink, drink, thank you, Mr. Xiang for your concern."

A moment of silence.

Ni Congwen looked at him gravely, Fu Chen thought he was going to explain something that he didn't say clearly last night, but seeing that he didn't speak, he asked, "What did you say last night, what did you mean?"

Ni Congwen opened his mouth, turned his eyes away from Fu Chen, and drifted into the distance: "Since the founding of the Yan Kingdom, it has gone through 400 years of hardships and frosts. The people's livelihood is prosperous, and there is no shortage of food and clothing. However, they have gradually despised martial arts and worshiped culture, and their military power has declined. The Nanman clan has entrenched our big Yan. The south has been harassing the border continuously for decades, eyeing it like a tiger."

Fu Chen listened intently, focusing on the historical scrolls he found in the unnamed mangosteen house.

"Foreign aggression continues, and internal strife is also rising. The eunuch party is rising, and the party in the court is constantly fighting. Your Majesty intends to visit, but the temple is so high, it is inevitable to close your eyes and listen. The teacher is responsible for the supervision of the censor. Since your majesty took the throne, he has been conscientious. Punish corruption, but a high position will inevitably lead to envy, and villains will inevitably be framed."

Fu Chen's heart sank, and he heard something faintly.

Ni Congwen went on to say: "The teacher is a clean and honest official, and he can be said to be a good minister in the court. It is a pity that the family is small, his wife and children died young, and he lives in a house in the west of the city. Although the teacher is young, he has always been in good health and pays attention to it on weekdays. Health preservation, so I am not sure about the heart attack diagnosed by the imperial physician."

"Since the teacher died of illness, I have been visiting secretly, hoping to find clues about the day of the teacher's death. I learned that the person who diagnosed the illness that day was the imperial physician in the palace. I couldn't inquire secretly, so I sent someone to investigate the situation at home."

"I also accidentally discovered that the utensils in the courtyard in the city are luxurious, unlike the general medical expenses, and the jewelry for his wife and daughter is also luxurious and exquisite, so I have doubts."

"So I sent my subordinates disguised as servants to go undercover in his house, secretly searched for the imperial doctor's daily correspondence files, and finally found out the cause of the teacher's death."

Ni Congwen paused.

"What?" Fu Chen got up from his seat and looked at Ni Congwen.

"It's true that I committed a heart attack that day," Ni Congwen replied, "I originally expected that it was caused by poisoning by a traitor, but reckless poisoning is too blatant after all, and the toxin remains in the body afterwards, and it is easy to be exposed. The real cause of death is The spices used in the teacher's house, among which the original sandalwood is mixed with a kind of colorless flowers and trees, its fragrance is similar to sandalwood, and it is non-toxic, but if it is used with the teacher's daily supplements, it will make people feel palpitating. If it is not manifested, it can cause death in the long run.”

"Yes, is it a long-term plan?" Fu Chen asked.

"Teacher is an important official in the court, and ordinary people dare not commit such a crime. The root cause of this matter is the villain's instigation and His Majesty's instruction." Ni Congwen deliberately lowered his voice when talking about the word "Your Majesty".

"Your Majesty?" Fu Chen murmured in a daze.

Ni Congwenzhuan sighed again: "Even if a gentleman is sage and upright, it's hard for villains to get in his way."

"who is it?"

Ni Congwen didn't answer, just wrote two characters on the rice paper, and the pen was like a dragon:

Jia Yun.

Outside the tent, the bonfire was doused.

Soldiers coming and going brought pots of bloody water from the tents, with a strong smell.

Standing outside the tent, Jia Yun's brows furrowed deeper as he watched the soldiers coming who brought Qingshui back again.He said to the military doctor at the side: "Your Highness has been in the army for [-] years, and took the lead to protect my Yan. You have not been in the army for a day or two, and you must be aware of the consequences of this body. You should tell me the truth. Is there a way to fix it?"

The old military doctor also had a worried expression on his face, and said helplessly: "In order to prevent the poison from spreading, we had to seal the body's acupoints, but this kind of Gu insect is very rare, once it is contaminated with blood, it will reproduce rapidly, even if it is taken out, it cannot stop the poison from spreading. Quickly... I'm afraid, I'm afraid... It's difficult to walk for the time being."

The ending sound gradually lowered, obviously unwilling to believe such a situation.

Jia Yun was silent for a long time, and then said again: "Is there no cure?"

"If you let the Gu poison spread to your upper body, you will definitely die. As for this detoxification method, as far as I can see, I have never seen such a fast-moving Gu insect. It is good that the acupoints are sealed in time and the heart and lungs are not endangered. Perhaps the barbarian There will be a solution, but it is difficult to know after many years of fighting against the enemy."

Jia Yun waved his hand and asked him to enter the camp for inspection.Looking up at dawn, which had not been seen for a long time, he beckoned to a soldier and ordered: "Now hurry up to the barracks seventy miles away, and tell General Jiao and General Xu that we have won here, and they don't have to wait any longer." , took advantage of the victory to pursue, and devoted all of our troops to take back the remaining two counties. Within three days, all the barbarians in the territory were wiped out in one go."

"Yes," the soldier took the order, then hesitated, "Admiral... Your Highness... how is it?"

Jia Yun pursed her lips and said: "How many times has your Highness been injured before, and which time did you not save yourself from danger?"

"...Yes," said the soldier, nodding his head, "I'll pass the order right away."

Jia Yun turned his head and remained silent, suddenly sad.Looking at the soldiers who looked outside the commander's tent, they were all angry and worried.

A few lights were newly lit in the tent, the man on the bed was pale, sweat drenched through his clothes, only a pair of deep and quiet eyes were stretched out of the window, the dark clouds had not dissipated, and the moon disappeared and the stars disappeared.

"Your father abandoned you, do you hate him?" Ni Congwen asked suddenly.

"Hate." The young man said without thinking.

But he hated too many things, he hated the powerless prophecy, he hated the fate of being in exile, and he even hated his mother who gave his life to his mother without a confession.

Nine out of ten people who are unsatisfactory in life, how can we completely eliminate hatred?

He doesn't understand.

"If you don't want to wade into the muddy waters," Ni Congwen tentatively said, "I'll give you some silver taels, enough for you to go home, get married and have children, and you can spend the rest of your life in peace and stability in the future."

"...Hate or not, it's just, it's a matter between our father and son. He has gone, gone," the young man said with a bleak smile, "Everyone is limited by lifespan, and I just want to do, do something The thing is, after all, I am not a person with no conscience and no shame, if I really talk about right and wrong, how can I blame and blame him."

Fu Chen closed his eyes, knelt down on one knee, gathered the phantom of the woman flashing in front of him into his heart, and said: "May Xiangye pay, and Fu Chen will avenge and avenge my father."

"Okay." Ni Congwen seemed to have made up his mind, and he agreed in a deep voice.

"This matter needs a long-term plan." Ni Congwen helped the young man who was kneeling on the ground, and asked, "I see that you have a swift figure and a gentle body, but you know martial arts?"

Fu Chen replied: "When I was young, I often, often kept company with forest beasts, practiced, practiced some methods of self-protection, I dare not call it martial arts."

Ni Congwen took out a list from the shelf and said: "A few days ago, the Ministry of War sent the enlistment list of the Gyeonggi Auxiliary Army. I will add your name to it now, and I will temporarily have a place to make a living in the future. The Gyeonggi Auxiliary Army is considered idle. Poor, living in the barracks of the guards besieging the city, it will be much more convenient for me to call you if I have something to do in the future."

"..." Fu Chen was speechless.

"How old are you?" Ni Congwen asked, taking up a pen to write Fu Chen into the roster.

"It should be... twenty."

"Oh?" Ni Congwen asked smoothly, "I've reached the crown, can I take the word?"

"Not at all." Fu Chen replied.

Ni Congwen pondered for a moment, then said: "Your name is Chen, and the character is 'Zijie'?"

"Mustard seeds under the steps, what's the point of worrying about it." Fu Chen smiled faintly, not seeing the bottom of his eyes, "Mr. Xiang, unexpectedly penetrated the meaning and connotation of my name."

"No," Ni Congwen also smiled, "it's the 'Jade Step' of 'Red Worlds Walking Around Lingming, Jade Steps Don't Believe in Immortals'."

Fu Chen was startled, put away the smile on his face, folded his hands and lowered his eyes and said:

"Zijie has been in adversity since he was a child, and has been bumpy until now. Now, now, he has a benefactor who helps my father to avenge his grievances. I am willing to follow the example of dogs and horses."

There were bursts of thunder, and a bolt of lightning pierced the darkness.

The wind rises, and the birds and beasts return to their nests.

At midnight, the rain was pouring, outside the tent, in front of the black tree.The man sat alone on the temporary wooden wheelchair, his hair was wet, his face was blurred, blending into the depths of the dark night.The palms tightly pressed the protruding wooden spines on the outer edge of the rotary wheel, and the heavy rain mercilessly washed and faded the blood stains on the wheel.

Fu Chen stood in front of the brocade window, looking at the dark sky from a distance, his back was handsome and straight.

The place where the fox ghost cries at night, when the injury is still alive.

According to historical records: In the 30th year of Emperor Yanmin Xisheng, Yu Wangxi led the army to attack and retreat the invading barbarian army, losing [-] soldiers and [-] enemies.In the late July of that year, heavy rain fell from the sky, which lasted for seven days, causing floods in Maocheng, Jinxian and other places in Yanbian.The Jin River is full of water and the people's livelihood is poor. It is called "the wrath of thunder" in history.