Chapter 76 Clues

"Young master, this rain is endless. It's really cold!" The short and fat little five stood under the eaves and tried his best to close his stomach, so as not to let the cracked belly get wet by the rain. "There are so many dead things outside. Why do I feel that I'm going to be fed off? Is it easy to raise this body? Is it easy?"

This fat man, who can fart almost anywhere, fell into such a desperate situation and still smiles brightly. If this fat face is a little more handsome, it can be regarded as a bright demeanor.

He put his feet, reached out and hooked his hand around the neck of the smiling sixth son. He grinned and said, "It is estimated that the dry woodboard of the little sixth son will not be eaten by those zombies. How many times I have said that there is delicious food, you can eat it by yourself. Seeing that I have gained weight, don't give it to my brother again!"

Mu Na Xiaoliu turned his head and stared at the fat face, "With you, the young master and I will not be eaten!"

Xiao Wu slowed down for a long time before he realized this sentence, jumped up and knocked on the back of the head of Liuzi and said, "When did you learn to have a bad stomach?"

He turned his head, looked at the silent stars, and smiled, "Is the young master cold? The conditions here are difficult, and there is no hot soup. Why don't you put on the small clothes first? With that, he was about to take off his soldier's robe without any false posture.

"No!" Ye Xingchen said softly. He leaned his head against the wall and looked up at the rainy street, as if in a daze.

"I just hate rainy days." He said lightly, with a lingering melancholy in his beautiful eyebrows, like a cloud in the sky.

"Small ones don't like rainy days. Hey hey, small ones like spring and autumn. They are neither cold nor hot, and they are suitable for fat people to grow fat. People often say that spring grows flesh and autumn is fat." Xiao Wu said happily.

In fact, he really wanted the young master to kick him and scold him like usual, so that he could feel more comfortable. Since the young master recovered his memory, the feeling has completely changed. The gloomy silence, as if carrying a mountain, is a little depressed and frustrated, and there is a little imperceptible upset.

How many things does this young man carry in his heart?

He chose to fight against the world and swallow dragons, but how difficult is this road? You have to pay attention everywhere to beware of being manipulated. How tired is it?

"In the years when I was on the grassland, there was a girl named Yu Meng, surnamed Erdun Ketu, who was the princess of the Azlan tribe of the second largest barbarian tribe in the far north. Her father was the lion king Huyan Erdun Ketu Khan, the second only to the barbarian king on the grassland. At that time, I was alone on the grassland. It was Yumeng and Sujile Heke, the prince of China Sibu, who accompanied me. The three of us were very good friends!" Xingchen said softly that when he mentioned the past, his whole body seemed to become hazy, with the color of memories. With the sound of rain ticking, this young man under 20 has a sense of old age that has experienced vicissitudes, which is not consistent with his age and beautiful face.

Yu Meng always wears a pure white foxqiu jacket, a fiery red horse skirt, red like a ripe pomegranate in autumn, wearing cowhide boots, black and bright black hair, a very white woman, and her cheeks are not as red as other barbarian girls. She took me to ride a horse for the first time, tried her best to protect me, taught me how to get used to the life of barbarians, how to eat strange cheese and mutton deliciously, and Suille was a quiet person, slightly better than Liuzi, always smiling. Su Rile wants to inherit the position of barbarian king. He always says that he is a mediocre person and does not deserve to be a barbarian king. He wants to ride a horse quietly, take a big dog, and drive a group of sheep around to graze... But his life should be like this. He was born in the tent of the barbarian king. His surname is Chi Nasi. His life should be like this and cannot be changed. "

I have never heard the young master mention the past. This young man's life in just 20 years is richer and more tortuous than those who have lived in vain for 50 years.

"At that time, the three of us often went out to play, catch rabbits, dig out eagle nests, dig out marmot holes, and lie in the grass to watch the stars. At that time, I thought I would stay on the grassland for the rest of my life and always be good friends with Yumeng and Su Ille. Later, the Arsilan Department launched a war against the Chinas Department. Suil's father was killed by Yumeng's father. Suil became the new king of Chinas. He must revenge and regain the glory of Chinasi. I quarreled with Yumeng. I saw Su Rile and Yumeng hugging together. At that time, I knew what it was like to feel heartache for the first time!" He whispered with a wry smile.

"Does the young master like that girl named Yumeng?" Xiao Wu asked carefully for fear of accidentally touching the pain of this beautiful young man.

"Well, I didn't want to admit that I liked it at that time. I was afraid that I couldn't even make friends as soon as I opened my mouth. I was afraid that I would break up with Su Rile as soon as I opened my mouth. He also liked Yumeng."

The cold autumn rain is still falling, and the sky is even more cloudy. I can't tell what time it is now. It's almost afternoon, or it's already dusk.

"I designed to help Su Rile kill the lion king Er Dun Ketu Khan. Unexpectedly, he killed Yu Meng by mistake, so Su Rile hated me. There was no place for me on the grassland. At that time, the grassland was a vast snowfield. I walked alone in the snow, fainted, and woke up again, and it was Shangji City. When I was in Shangji City, I often dreamed of the days when I was still in the far north grassland, dreaming of me riding a war horse on the grassland, and dreaming that Yu Meng smiled at me in a pure white fox jacket and a pomegranate-red horse skirt. I always thought these dreams were absurd and funny. Now I found that those fragmentary pieces Duan once happened in front of my own eyes.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if laughing at himself and said, "At that time, he still had a high-five with Suil. He became the king of the barbarians, and I became the emperor of the south. We will never fight!" Now I'm afraid he hates me to death! On rainy days on the grassland, he will miss Yumeng more!"

Xiao Wu is silent, and it is often sharp memories such as death. It sounds uncomfortable. Even such a heartless person as him can't laugh now.

Because of his own scheme, he killed his beloved girl and broke up with his former friend. The girl named Yumeng, if she knew that every rainy day, the young master would miss you, would she be able to forgive him a little?

But the person is dead, is it important to forgive or not? No matter how beautiful it is, it is just a pink skeleton now.

"I've been thinking about these days. After accumulating power, I will go to the grassland and go to the places I thought about before. The capital of the old night is not a night city, the far north grassland is still on the banks of the Rilana River, and the Mengyang Emperor's capital is erratic city... But I don't know how long it will take, and I don't know if I dare to go there. It's not good to touch the scenery. " Ye Xingchen stood up straight and no longer leaned against the wall. He reached out and followed the rain dripping from the eaves, splashed a string of water in the palm of his hand, as if the drops of water had directly penetrated the palm of his hand.

He raised his head and looked at the end of the street, which had been sealed with masonry rafers, but he could still hear the creaking sound of those cannibals stretching out their claws and scratching the wall. The warriors were drenched in the rain, hungry, holding weapons and guarding the end of the street. Fanyang's army has been driven to the end of the city by zombies, followed by a solid wall, and outside the city is a tiger and wolf-like Mengyang warrior.

Ye Qingshan is also here. Xingchen has not forgotten that when Mengyang Ye was executed by the emperor, the sinister man did not hesitate to kill the clan to win the emperor's favor, but now he is wearing the armor of General Zhentian and has the title of General Zhentian - these things that originally belonged to his father Ye Mingshan.

His hands are clenched into fists, and these things that have been taken away will be taken back one by one sooner or later.

It's too late not to do some things, but now that this step has been taken, there is no reason to retreat. Just like now that you have stepped into the battlefield of Qinghe City, there are zombies in front of you and enemy troops, so you can only rely on your own strength to find a way to survive.

He suddenly gave a soft sound. Is it an illusion? How can I see a vague figure standing on the opposite roof? The dim weather and the endless heavy rain are not real. He exhaled and condensed a series of white fog, which was cold to this extent in less than November.

A cold light flashed in front of him. He dodged his side face and saw a flying knife stuck in the wall behind his head. Xiaowu was alert and took a step forward to protect the stars behind him. Liuzi rushed into the heavy rain, ran a few steps, soared into the air, and chased after the shadow, but flashed by, and the shadow disappeared.

Xingchen reached out and pulled out the flying knife, with a roll of temporarily torn cloth nailed to the blade. The dark shadow is familiar, and I guess it's the person he is thinking about.

He opened the cloth and was only two fingers wide, as if it was torn off temporarily. The text was written in charcoal black, and the pen scribbled:

"My brother Xingchen, don't worry. The dilemma in the city is made up of the great skill of the elder brother, and the elder brother is the eye. If the elder brother is defeated, the worm will be broken and the dilemma will be solved by itself. On the night of the lunar eclipse, I will send my brother to become a priest. It is just around the corner. I hope to wait patiently.

The cloth was short, and the stars read it several times. His heart beat wildly and he held his breath.

At present, this dilemma was created by Brother Yuanhong, just to give his brother a chance to compete for great success. He did not hesitate to borrow the power of ghosts and gods and cast such a deep grievance, just so that he could ascend to the sky in one step and occupy a place in Fanyang.

This is too expensive.

He does not pity the 100,000 people in the city, nor does he pity those Fanyang warriors who were killed by zombies. He is not a person of love, but a cool person. He just pityed his brother for him. What on earth did the red-haired and scarlet Shura exchange for? How much does it cost to trade with demons?

Xingchen suddenly lowered his head and covered his mouth. He was afraid that he would suddenly roar out, that his voice would become choke, and that he would be seen that his eyes were misty.

He held the cloth tightly in the palm of his hand, as if he had held his brother's hand and did not want to let go.

Xiao Wu and Liuzi looked at the young master who lowered his head and trembled, as if they had heard great bad news. Xiao Wu reached out and patted the young master on the shoulder and asked softly, "What's wrong with the young master?"

After a long time, Xingchen raised his head and saw no sadness and trembling or hesitation. He looked calm and said in a loud voice, "Someone told me that to solve the current situation, I just need to kill one person!"

"Kill one? Who to kill? Xiao Wu exclaimed with wide eyes.

"I don't know--" Xing Chen hesitated for a moment.

"It's better than having no clue! Hahaha!" Xiao Wu scratched his head and said.

The sound of horses' hoofs came from the street, and the warriors with the flag on their backs came in the rain. I don't know what orders came.

I saw the warrior strangle the war horse, looked around the surrounding Fanyang warriors, and shouted, "Night stars, night stars, go to the camp quickly to meet the commander of the Yanzi army!"

The commander of the Yanzi Army? Is it Wang Zhongli?

Xingchen received the cloth in his arms and whispered, "Don't say what you just said for the time being! Let's go!"