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Let's talk about He Zhijun, after the blue brick was closed, he turned and faced the man in black who came to the sacrificial ground.

More than [-] people surrounded him in the center, all in uniform, and everyone covered their faces.

Twenty people pointed their knives at He Zhijun in the center.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a person wearing a mask walked towards him.His clothes are no longer all black, but have more silver patterns, which are the same as those on the mask.

Seeing the man coming, the men in black divided into two rows to make way for the man.The masked man walked towards He Zhijun slowly, and lightly hooked his fingers towards him.

"Bring it" The man's voice was hoarse, and it seemed that he had undergone special voice-changing treatment.

"Bring it? This is mine, why should I give it to you?"

The man wearing the mask smiled and said, "Back then, Ling Ranzi hid this key privately, which brought him a fatal disaster. Don't you want to be like your master?"

"It really is you!" He Zhijun slowly backed away seemingly in fear, but in fact he was moving towards the location of the organ.

"I can give it to you, but tell me who you are?"

The man wearing the mask laughed wildly: "Gu Liangcheng, owner of the Qinghe Pavilion, what's wrong? You want to take my life and avenge your senior brother?"

"you are right."

He Zhijun looked at him, and decisively stepped on the mechanism at his feet.

At this moment, he has nothing to worry about. For five years, being alive is torture for him.He didn't have a home, but his master gave him a home, and his brother gave him love.

I don't know when Fang Ruohua's feelings for his senior brother became subtle.He fell in love with Hezheng, a man fell in love with another man.At first, Fang Ruohua himself couldn't accept it.He buried his love in his heart and watched his brother marry other women.Seeing that his senior brother had a child, Fang Ruohua could only lick his wounds in the corner alone.

Until his senior brother died, he didn't know that he had nostalgia and careful liking for him buried in his heart.

"Senior brother, I'm here to find you." He Zhijun smiled, feeling relieved.

The gear under the mechanism drives the flint to rotate, grinding out sparks to ignite the wires connected to each gunpowder.The explosion started from the very edge, but the speed was very fast, leaving no room for escape.

The continuous explosion sounded non-stop, shaking the whole ground.

Gunpowder was buried everywhere in the entire sacrificial field, and there was nowhere to escape.

"Come on!"

Gu Liangcheng snatched He Zhijun's key and was about to leave.

At this time, the villagers who had just fallen stood up again, and the blood on their bodies stained their clothes red.They didn't seem to know the pain, and surrounded the group of men in black.

The explosion continued, and the men in black fell one after another.Gu Liangcheng stood beside He Zhijun, he held He Zhijun hostage and tried to make the group of villagers stop.

The villagers didn't care about He Zhijun's life and death, and each of them had gunpowder tied to their bodies.Step by step approaching the two people in the center of the sacrificial field.

"Tell them to stop!" Gu Liangcheng's knife touched his neck and made a deep cut.

"It's useless, they are already dead. Any mechanism will activate when the set time comes, and no one can stop it." He Zhijun took the initiative to approach the knife on his neck.

——The villagers have surrounded them, and each of them ignited the gunpowder on their bodies with torches.Then he rushed towards the two people in the middle, and Gu Liangcheng and He Zhijun were crushed under them.

----boom--

The explosion sounded again, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.There is no more Taoyuan Village and Fang Ruohua in the world.

The three people over there had already arrived in the town and left the place where the explosives were buried.

He Qingfeng fell asleep when he arrived in town.The other three gathered around the stone table in the yard, and the old horse told them everything completely.

In fact, from the moment these villagers agreed to take revenge with He Zhijun.He knew that he was bound to die.

"Are these villagers willing?"

"I don't want to. Many people think that saving Fang Ruohua and He Qingfeng is enough. No one wants them to lose their lives for revenge."

Luo Chuan: "That's why He Zhijun killed these villagers."

"Yes," the old horse said, "I'm with him."

.... There was a moment of silence, the three of them stopped talking and drank their tea in silence.

Luo Chuan had previously thought that the villagers in the village were weird.Every word and deed seems to be set, and some actions will repeat themselves.

Back then, the villagers were unwilling to take the risk of revenge.He Zhijun slaughtered the whole village. He said earlier that he was a disciple of the master of the organization.Ling Ranzi has a unique skill - puppetry.

Kill people and soak them in special potions to keep their bodies from rotting.Then peel off the belly, dig out the internal organs, and put the body into a special machine.This controls people's actions and speech.

Everyone in a village has become puppets, and He Zhijun led them to build a sacrificial ground and set up organs.Step by step to realize his revenge plan.It was originally planned that Lao Ma didn't need to participate, and he only needed to leave with He Qingfeng when the time came.

Lao Ma, He Zhijun and He Zheng are good friends.His wife and children were all killed by the enemy. If it wasn't for the two of them, Lao Ma would have died long ago.

Lao Ma forcibly participates in the revenge plan, but He Zhijun pretends to agree.So he asked Lao Ma to find a trustworthy person to entrust He Qingfeng to pay.It turned out that the old horse was not looking for Jiang Daoyang, but Jiang Daoyang happened to be looking for him to drive.He investigated and found that this man was not well behaved, but he was actually a good man.So he decided to be their coachman. On the day he drove the car, the old horse was still thinking about how to take them to Taoyuan Village.Unexpectedly, Jiang Daoyang took the initiative to take advantage of his intention and save a lot of trouble.

Taking them to Taoyuan Village, everything went as planned.

At the last moment, He Zhijun stunned the old horse and allowed him to survive.

everyone is meditating

Luo Chuan never imagined that no matter where love and hatred go, they can't escape.

At this time in Jinling, Luo Chuan had been away for nearly a month.Liao Zhe's big net is also unfolding step by step, and Jing Heting has stepped into his trap step by step.When the fifth prince came back, most of the court ministers had already begun to waver.There are many people who support the fifth prince's return to the throne, and Jing Heting's position is gradually unstable.

Not far from Taoyuan Village, a small town with dark night and half starry sky.Everyone in the courtyard had already fallen asleep, Jiang Daoyang came to Luochuan's room in the dark.

The door was closed but not locked.

Luo Chuan woke up the moment he pushed the door open, but Luo Chuan still lay still.

Seeing that there was no movement, Jiang Daoyang tiptoed to the bedside, leaned over and looked: "Did you sleep?"

"What are you doing here?"

Jiang Daoyang lit the wick, and the room brightened up.

"Come and see you."

"Finished? Let's go out!" Luo Chuan started to chase people away.

Jiang Daoyang lay by the bed and stretched out his hands behind his back.He held two jugs of wine in his hand, the wine was full of fragrance, and it was a unique village wine in Taoyuan Village.

A quarter of an hour later, the two climbed onto the roof.

The moon is behind, there are friends by my side, and there is good wine in my mouth.

Luo Chuan thinks that such a day is not bad, but Jiang Daoyang thinks that no matter how beautiful the wine is, it can't compare with Luo Chuan beside him.

He likes the way Luo Chuan drinks, the expression of squinting and enjoying, and the end of his eyes drunk by the aroma of wine.Red lips and wine-scented breath.This reminded Jiang Daoyang of the old Luo Chuan.