beg for chivalry

Jinwu pushed away the fan.

There was a faint smell of blood in the wind, which he hadn't noticed before, but now he noticed it.Black-clad assassins emerged from the shadows of the courtyard, like flocks of crows eager to tear at carrion.The pool was dyed red, and blood threads floated up like embroidered threads, and half of the maid's body was immersed in the pool.The living people in the mansion have now turned into lumps of dead flesh.

The young master stared at the bleak scene, and after a moment of horror, his throat choked up.

"Apan?" Jinwu asked softly, "...Brother Li? Uncle Zhao?"

He read the names of the servants in the mansion one by one, but no one could respond to him.Zuo Buzheng stood up from the chair with a smile, and walked behind him.

"Look, am I very committed to my promise?" She raised the corners of her lips, looking at the corpses mercilessly.

Jin Wu didn't answer, he was stunned for a while, the next moment, his teeth were clenched tightly, and infinite anger burst out from his eyes.He turned around abruptly, screamed sharply, and rushed forward like a wild beast to tear the woman apart.

But he didn't even touch the corner of the woman's clothes.Zuo Bu floated away like a light cloud, and when he stretched out his hand, he folded his arm like a bamboo chopstick.With a scream, Jin Wu fell to the ground, clutching his arms and crazily kicking his legs on the ground.

Zuo Buzheng looked at him, and said slowly: "I heard that the young master of the Jin Mansion is talented and has the ability to never forget. But sometimes it is a good thing to be able to forget things. Just remember today's suffering , in the future, I will let you experience more and more pain..."

As soon as she waved her hand, several black-clothed assassins stepped forward.The leader was an assassin with a scorched face. Although he didn't wear a ghost mask, his face was more ferocious than a ghost.There was no upper lip to cover the scorched face, and the white teeth were exposed.

The bad-faced assassin glanced at Zuo Buzheng, as if he had her approval, he suddenly kicked up and landed heavily on Jin Wu's waist.

This kick was very merciless, the Golden Crow fell to the ground like a piece of rag, coughing unceasingly, the pain was as if the bones were cracked, some blood streaks came out of the saliva.He gritted his teeth and got up, covered in dust, but his eyes were shining brightly, looking at the assassins with deep hatred.

The scorched-faced assassin looked at Jinwu and grinned, "Hello, young master."

Jin Wu clutched his broken arm, gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter, I hope you have a bad life, and a bull-headed ghost will come to seduce your soul in the next moment!"

"We won't go to the underworld, I'm here to take you back to Houtianlou." The assassin said, making a miserable gesture of opening his hands, as if to hug him or welcome him. "That is our home, and it will be your home."

"Bah!" Jin Wu spat at him, with red eyes, he yelled with pain, "Damn mangy ghost, my home is in Jiading, not in your shabby Houtianlou!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the black-faced assassin pull out a hooked sickle gun from his back. The curved sickle blade was like a crescent moon, and the blood color was full of cruel coldness.The rest of the assassins stepped forward knowingly, holding a large pot in their hands, and after removing the lid, poured thick black kerosene onto the ground.

The assassin smiled at him, opening and closing his two rows of sharp teeth.

"That's right, then we'll burn your house down and give you a new home."

On that day, a raging fire ignited in Jiading.The fire was violent and raging, and the gray smoke hovered like a giant python, biting the sky.The air smelled of blood and burnt flesh, blood flowed into streams outside the Golden Mansion, and corpses were piled up on the ground.

For a long period of time afterwards, people in Jiading had different opinions on the catastrophic fire.The place where the fire started was Ningyuan Hou's Mansion. After the violent fire, the huge garden was completely reduced to broken walls and scorched walls. People found dozens of corpses of servants and servants from the mansion.

Someone even found a woman's corpse in the garden. It was heard that she died a miserable death. The vertical and horizontal sword wounds almost severed her body, her eye sockets were empty, as if her eyeballs had been pulled out by someone.

No one seemed to know what happened that night.Everyone only knows that the former majestic house turned into burnt ruins overnight, Ning Yuanhou died in the sea of ​​fire, and the world no longer has the heroic general who ruled the country for three times.

But there is probably one person who knows what happened on that day.

The raging fire broke out and flew like a prairie fire in the dark night. Amidst the screams one after another, a little servant ran as if he was dying.

He saw the pale sunlight intertwined with the sharp light of the knife amidst the thick smoke, the cold blade fluttered in the hands of the assassin in black silk uniform, and several lives would be killed between the rise and fall.

Wang Xiaoyuan didn't know why everything turned out like this.Before today, he was still a little mountain ghost who was lucky enough to eat and drink in General Zhen Guo's mansion. He was either tortured by his master or played tricks on Jinwu, living a comfortable and happy life.

But ever since the two of them rescued the woman in black while hunting, a disaster came suddenly.Obviously they didn't make any mistakes, but they were chased and killed by that woman called Zuo Buzheng. What's the reason?

Tears that were scorched by the fire rolled down from his cheeks, and Wang Xiaoyuan wept silently.He stepped over A Pan's corpse, stepped over Aunt Yue's blood-stained clothes, and stepped into a pile of corpses.Misery and regret piled up in his heart, as if they were about to roll out of his heart.

He should never have rescued that woman.A wolf put into the sheepfold is always a wolf, and its bloodthirsty nature cannot be changed.

The dark figure was chasing after him, Wang Xiaoyuan looked back hastily, only heard the whizzing sound of a sharp blade piercing the air, the tip of the blade was like the sharp teeth of a beast, almost grazing the hem of his clothes.He rolled on the spot, dodged a little farther, and continued to run like crazy.When he ran across the corner, he suddenly felt a hand reaching out from the darkness, pulling him violently and pulling him into the shadow.

Wang Xiaoyuan struggled violently, sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead, but he heard a hurried "shh" in his ear.He raised his eyes, and vaguely saw Jinwu's face in the gloom.

"Master...Master?"

"Shh, don't make a sound." Jin Wu tightly grasped his hand, and the palm was full of sweat.

The two were curled up between the remnants of the wall, and the black shadows flew by their sides like arrows.When the black-clothed figure was far away, Wang Xiaoyuan was still in palpitations, and whispered in Jinwu's ear, "Who are they? They just killed a lot of people..."

"It's that woman's minion." The corners of Jin Wu's eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling. Wang Xiaoyuan felt his grief, but he seemed to be suppressing the pain gushing out of his body. "Houtianlou...they are from Houtianlou."

Wang Xiaoyuan shuddered, he had indeed heard of this name, in the mouth of the storyteller and among all kinds of chivalrous stories, Houtianlou is the way to the most evil.It is rumored that what they do is blood-stained business, they will snatch children into the building, cut their bones and shape their flesh, make them into the appearance the owner likes, and then send them out to kill people.

"But... why did you take me away?" Jin Wu murmured, Wang Xiaoyuan suddenly felt some wetness on the back of his scorching hands, he looked down, and saw a few crystal clear tears falling on his hands.

Jinwu wept silently in the flickering flames. He saw his mother's dead body and heard his father's call that stopped abruptly, but there was nowhere to vent his grief.He could only cry in this cramped corner.

"Father and mother... are dead."

He said.The voice is slightly distorted with sadness.

Wang Xiaoyuan was in a daze for a moment, he had nothing to do but to hold that cold and trembling hand tightly.He thought of the heroic man with a straight body in green cloth and a gentle smile, and the beautiful woman carrying a knife under the crabapple tree. Were they also swallowed by the fire?My heart suddenly became very empty, and it dissipated like sand in my heart.

The noise from outside was getting louder and louder. He glanced outside, almost frightened out of his wits, only to see black ghosts gathering, holding swords and approaching their hiding place.

Jin Wu regained his composure, wiped away tears suddenly, took out something from his bosom, and stuffed it into Wang Xiaoyuan's hands.

"Here you are, take it carefully."

The thing was cold and smooth, falling into the palm like ice flakes.Wang Xiaoyuan lowered his head and saw that it was a jade pendant, with fine scratches on the edge, like velvet weeds.Carved on the jade pendant is a jade rabbit, looking up to the moon.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoyuan was in a daze, Jin Wu quickly added another sentence, "The jade pendant of Tianshan Gate. Haven't you always wanted it? Keep it, and hide there if you have the chance. With the jade pendant, they will take you in as their disciple."

"But...but what about you?"

Jin Wu glanced at the approaching black shadow, and pushed him hard to the other side of the broken wall. "It's too far away, they are chasing me, and they will catch up in a few steps. You go quickly."

"You want me to go?" Wang Xiaoyuan asked anxiously, "What are you going to do? Are you going to be captured by them? They killed Aunt Yue and A Pan with poisonous methods! If you are captured by them, you must will be tortured!"

"Then go to the Tianshan Gate quickly and bring me some reinforcements. The woman wanted to take me away, not kill me. Hatz passers-by are still very rare, and I can keep them in a few months or a few years." Life." Jin Wu said, and had already started to move his body slowly.Seeing his sad expression, Wang Xiaoyuan's blue eyes were dimmed.

Wang Xiaoyuan shook his head desperately and reached out to grab the corner of his clothes. "Let's go together!"

Jin Wu took a deep look at Wang Xiaoyuan, his eyes were obviously full of sadness, but he tried his best to suppress a smile.

For a long time, his lips trembled slightly. "...I'll wait for you to save me."

That smile seemed to be annihilated in the flickering flames at any moment, and dispersed with the ashes all over the sky.Wang Xiaoyuan was pushed hard and fell backwards.He rolled over and over, and his spine ached from the fall.With tears streaming down his face, Wang Xiaoyuan saw him give him one last look.Jin Wu had a sad look on his face, he was obviously smiling, but it seemed more like he was crying from grief.

When he raised his head, the figure of the Golden Crow had already moved away from him, and Wang Xiaoyuan could only hear a voice engulfed in the hot wind, which was light but dignified.

Those were the last words Jin Wu left him.

"Wang Xiaoyuan, I will work hard... until that day."