The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

Unfortunately, this painting has never recovered.

The eyes are full of bright red, which is the red of death, and the red of killing in Beifang is the red of despair and falling into the abyss.

Cai Xingxian hugged the scroll tightly and sat on the ground with blank eyes.

The voice of Jin Yiwei outside the door was getting closer and clearer, but Cai Xingxian didn't care.

He sat on the ground for a long time, motionless, his eyes lost all spirit, as if his soul had been sucked out, he just hugged the scroll in his arms tightly and never let go.

There was a lot of noise outside the door, and he no longer listened or heard or looked or fell in love.

"If I had listened to the fortune teller, would Xiaoran and I be like a group of sons and daughters now, living together together..." Cai Xingxian suddenly murmured to himself, his voice hoarse, as if he had returned to the past. Cai Mingchuan is the young son of the Cai family who is famous and energetic in Yongping.

"If I had made up my mind to kill Zhu Yuanxi at the beginning, wouldn't all of this have happened later? I wouldn't have become this inhuman monster? Smiling, you wouldn't have been wiped out in ashes." fate of..."

"Aren't you afraid of me? Afraid of me? Abandon me?" He lowered his eyes to the picture scroll in his arms and asked.

"It's a big dream! A big dream! Hahahaha..."

Cai Xingxian looked at his current blue and white body, neither human nor ghost, Cai Xingxian laughed loudly.

The Jin Yiwei outside the door started to shout again, he stood up and walked slowly towards the burning candles and lanterns in the hall.

The oil and wax dripped on the veil, the dazzling flames lit all the vulgar objects in the north room, and the fire snakes spit out letters to ignite all the sins in the north room.

"Since the general situation is gone, I have nothing else to ask for. I only hope that I can turn into the dust of this world and go away with the wind..."

"Xiao Ran, I only hope that in the next life you will be safe and happy, free from worries."

In a daze, he seemed to see the figure he had been looking for all along.

The woman's face was still the same as before, the appearance of Mei Xiaoran before entering the palace, she stretched out her hand to him, and called him Ming Chuan with a coquettish smile.

"Mingchuan, I'm here to pick you up."

"Mingchuan, I'll take you away."

He looked at the almost empty figure, who he had missed for more than 100 years, and he seemed to have changed back to Cai Mingchuan in the twelfth lunar month of that year. He stretched out his hand to her, and said in a soft voice choked with sobs.

"Why are you so slow, do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Ming Chuan, why are you so slow! You really look like an old man! Follow up!" The figure smiled and ran back, as if it was the previous life, just like the past, it was their original appearance.

"Well, I'm here to find you," he said.

It was pitch black outside, but the north room was full of flames.

The white plum tree that had just bloomed outside the mansion courtyard did not know when it withered and withered. Pieces of plum blossoms rotted in the falling snow and lost their vitality.

They also seemed to have guessed their own fate, leaving only the blood-red flames on the ice crystals blackened by the thick smoke.

Black smoke billowed, like a black dragon circling the sky, and then turned into nothingness.

"The old monster just died like this, isn't it too cheap for him?" Dai Shaojin said unwillingly to the north room that was engulfed by the fire, with her arms wrapped around her.

"Love can't get you, soul has no place to go, neither human nor ghost, the death of one person is really not enough to comfort the spirit of the deceased in heaven." Song Shixuan nodded slightly, and said again.

"The dead will never be returned, and the living will be the ones who suffer, so let's send someone to appease the family of the dead."

The fire light reflected on Wang Wanyi's face, he shrugged and said jokingly.

"This officer's ability to torture and torture has been abandoned for a long time, so I can't be unfamiliar with it. Ying'er is gone."

He waved his hand at Wei Ying, turned around and walked towards Jin Yiwei who lined up neatly behind him.

On the fourth day of the first year of the new year, there are temple fairs and markets.

The New Year is the busiest time in Yongping City, with festive lights, festive lanterns and lanterns, the place is filled with fireworks, the aroma of food, crowds, and various small stalls.

But this year is different from the previous years. The emperor of the Yuan Dynasty was incompetent and the common people had no means of living. They revolted everywhere and fought for three years with heavy casualties.

A girl in a pink veil skirt and a pair of buns on the sideburns was looking around in the crowd. Her face was like peach cheeks, her eyes were sharp and she was holding a windmill in her hand. Behind her was an upright boy with a serious expression. .

The two of them, one is Mei Xiaoran, the daughter of Yongping Zuoguan, and the other is Cai Mingchuan, the son of general Cai Shuo. They were childhood sweethearts and grew up together since childhood.

The Cai family is full of loyalty and loyalty. His father has six sons. Cai Mingchuan is the youngest, known as the Sixth Master Cai. The four sons and the veteran Cai Shuo all joined the army to defend the family and the country, but they all died in battle.

Only the second young master Cai Minghai and the sixth young master Cai Mingchuan remained in the Cai family. Cai Minghai had joined the army the year before last. Cai Mingchuan practiced martial arts since he was a child and became famous as a great Yuan before he was an adult.

"Xiao Ran, slow down, you don't look like a lady!" Cai Mingchuan shook his head helplessly, there was nothing he could do about the girl.

"Besides, there are so many people here, if something happens to you, how can I explain to Master Mei!"

Cai Mingchuan looked serious and serious, but seeing the tenderness in the girl's eyes, the two of them had already made a marriage contract.

Mei smiled and put on a pretty face, she turned around and said coquettishly.

"Oh my! Ming Chuan, you are so talkative! Why are you like a little old man at my age! Hahaha"

She made fun of Cai Mingchuan, and continued to speak with disgust.

"It's not easy for us to come out to play. Look at what kind of martial arts you are always practicing in the mansion! You are almost going to be stupid! You have to smile more! Ming Chuan is only handsome when he smiles!"

"Slightly slightly!" She stuck out her tongue at Cai Mingchuan, then turned around and walked around the market curiously.

"I can't help you!" Cai Mingchuan sighed, and continued to follow behind Mei Xiaoran silently.

"Look! There's a mask there!" Mei Xiaoran waved his hand at him from a distance, then pointed to the booth and said excitedly.

With a puffy face, she picked out a rabbit mask from the booth, and took a turtle mask and put it on Cai Mingchuan's face.

"Wow! So cute! This little rabbit's is mine! Ming Chuan, you wear this little tortoise! ​​Hahaha, look at it! You look like a little bastard lying on your face!" She laughed from ear to ear , clapping again and again.

"Every lady, what did you say about the bastard..." Cai Mingchuan wanted to take off the mask, but Mei Xiaoran stopped him.

"What are you afraid of! I won't marry anyone else in the future, as long as you don't despise me, Ming Chuan!" The girl blushed and said confidently.

"Look and see! There is also a gentleman who reads the physiognomy there! Let's go over there and let the gentleman figure it out for us. If he is cheated, he will smash his signature heroism!"

Mei Xiaoran saw the booth of a fortune teller not far away, and took Cai Mingchuan's hand and ran over.

"The two young masters and young ladies, fortune-telling and fortune-telling, official careers are smooth, Hong Luan is married, guarding houses to ward off evil spirits, watching the sky and stars." The fortune-teller took out six copper coins from his hand and said profoundly to the two of them.

"So powerful!" Mei said with a smile in amazement, and pulled Cai Mingchuan to sit down together. "If the calculation is inaccurate, Miss Ben will not pay!"

"Not sure, no money! What does the girl want to count?"

"Sir, please marry me! Help the little girl to see my marriage!" Mei said expectantly with a smile.

"Miss has the appearance of being rich and powerful. Even if she is not a concubine, she is destined to be a concubine with a phoenix. But the fortune is shallow and the fate is weak, and the beauty is unlucky. It will not end well." The fortune teller frowned and said again.

"The two of you will meet a nobleman on the road tonight, but this nobleman is either bad or good. It may be bad for the lady, but it is good luck for this young man."

"Looking at the appearance of noble people, it is really auspicious. The heaven is round, the official career is smooth, and there is the appearance of a high-ranking official. Thin lips and flat people mean that children are less likely to be born, but their ears are big and plump and they live a long life. But the old man reminds me, fate is destined , Don’t be attached to fate and fate, let go when it’s time to let go, otherwise you will harm others and you will eventually harm yourself.” The fortune teller Guan Cai Mingchuan said again.

"Bewitching rumors confuse people, don't believe it!" Cai Mingchuan said coldly, and left with a smile.

"Hey, I haven't finished asking Mingchuan yet! I haven't paid the money yet!" Mei Xiaoran, who was pulled away, looked at the fortune-teller's booth as she walked, but she still couldn't hold back Cai Mingchuan's forward steps.

Walking in a secluded place, the flow of people gradually decreased. At this moment, strange gasps sounded one after another, and Cai Mingchuan was keenly aware of the bloody smell.

"Mingchuan, did you hear any sound?" Mei asked with a puzzled smile. Before Cai Mingchuan could speak, she searched for the source of the sound.

"It's a man! He's injured!" Mei Xiaoran called out to Cai Mingchuan.

As he approached, he saw a man lying on the ground covered in blood.

"Xiaoran, back off!" Cai Mingchuan pulled Mei Xiaoran behind him.

The man moved slightly, he was on the verge of death, he only saw Cai Mingchuan take off the mask on his face and passed out.

Cai Mingchuan stepped forward to confirm that the man had lost consciousness and was no longer a threat, then stepped forward to check his breath and found that the man was still angry.

This man was seriously injured, blood was oozing from his mouth and chest, and there were cut wounds all over his body. He was dressed in a black robe, and he closed his eyes tightly in embarrassment, but it could still be seen that he was about [-] years old. A man with a handsome face.

"Let's save him. He seems to be seriously injured. If we don't save him, he will die!" Mei smiled worriedly and said to Cai Mingchuan. He was a gangster, but when he looked at her desperate expression, he still saved this person, and if he was a wicked person, he would get rid of him.

After all, it is still inappropriate for a big man to be placed in a woman's home, so Cai Mingchuan left the man at the house to take good care of him, and Mei Xiaoran would visit him from time to time.

Fortunately, their Cai family is a family of military generals, and there is no shortage of medicine for wounds and sores. Under Cai Mingchuan's care, the man woke up after half a month of coma.

After confirming that the man was not in danger, Cai Mingchuan began to interrogate him. He needed to know who this man was and why he was hunted down.