Chapter 787

The cry at the foot of the hillside seemed to stop for a moment, and only the suona was tearing Qing.

This is not because these filial sons and women are hired with money, but because the coffins are buried.

People have settled in peace. People in the world no longer retain them, and they no longer miss the world. Their life is over and waiting for the next reincarnation.

"When are you leaving?" Asked Miss Jun.

"When I pass the first seven." Fang Chengyu said with a smile.

Miss Jun glared at him.

"Don't say anything that makes grandma and aunt unhappy." She said, reaching out to caress Fang Chengyu's head.

Fang Chengyu didn't refute, but answered skillfully.

"Nine years old, I won't keep you. Go back to the capital." He said.

"Things in the capital can't be solved in a moment and a half." Miss Jun said, "and there is Mr. Ning."

Fang Chengyu gave a loud voice, curled his mouth, lowered his head and pinched his fingers.

"Brother Ning is really powerful." He said.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Chengyu is also powerful." She said, "you're all better than me. I'm lucky to know you."

She said seriously and sincerely.

Fang Chengyu looked up at her and smiled.

"Someone said that force is relative." He said.

This is what she told him, and this is what the Shifu said to her.

Miss Jun smiled.

"So?" She asked.

"You think it's lucky to know us, so we're lucky to know you?" Fang Chengyu said, "you think we are powerful. Maybe we become powerful because we know you."

Is this a fallacy? Miss Jun smiled without saying anything.

"How could it be wrong!" Fang Yu pointed out that if you have a chance to cure yourself, won't you

Miss Jun laughed and smiled again.

"You're right." She nodded seriously again.

Fang Chengyu also smiled and looked at Miss Jun.

"Not better than anyone." "I think I'm a little luckier," he said

Miss Jun looked at him.

"I didn't die, I got a new life." Fang Chengyu said, "but some people die but still have no new life."

Miss Jun looked at him and said nothing.

Some people refer to Chu Jiuling.

Chu Jiuling died and lived with a new name and a new identity. However, she is still Chu Jiuling, carrying Chu Jiuling's hatred, shouldering Chu Jiuling's unfulfilled responsibilities and living Chu Jiuling's life.

"I hope that no matter what kind of person you are, you can live a new life." Fang Chengyu said seriously.

Miss Jun looked at him and nodded.

"It will." She smiled and nodded seriously, "yes."

She didn't ask him why he said that, let alone Fang Chengyu to see whether she was an identity. For them, it's not necessary to say this.

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The wind in early summer blows up dust and soon returns to calm.

No one came and went on the road, there was no tea shed under the big tree beside the road, and no one had a rest.

It was quiet between heaven and earth until two or three people came riding a car and horse, splashing dust.

"Master, there is a village ahead." A servant on the horse shouted.

The cough in the carriage paused.

"Then go and ask for a bowl of water." There was an old voice in the car.

The village was supposed to be very prosperous. It can be seen from the fertile fields around it that at this time, the crops in the fields are full, but they are staggering, with unattended crazy growth.

Looking at the people without work in the field, the village in front is also as quiet as a deserted place.

But when their cars and horses had just stepped onto the path leading to the village, two people suddenly jumped out of the field, holding hoes in their hands.

"What do you do?" They shouted.

The people here were startled. They were relieved to see the two villagers dressed up.

"When we pass by, we ask for a bowl of water to drink." They said hurriedly.

The two villagers examined them and didn't put down their hoes or mean to let them go.

"You are not our accent here." A villager said warily.

"Fellow townsman, we are from Luzhou." The servant hurriedly said, "this is not a disaster of gold thieves. I escaped."

Luzhou is near the capital city, and the villagers put off their guard.

"Then you have a big life. You can come to Shandong." A villager said.

"Run around, run around, don't know to run inside, there are gold thieves everywhere." The servant sighed and said, with panic on his face. It can be seen that he was frightened all the way. "It's really not easy for us to get here."

The people who took them either ran away or were killed when they met the golden man. Now they are the only people left.

"But we don't allow outsiders to enter our village." Another villager interrupted their greetings and said rudely.

When the carriage lifted, an old man covered his mouth and nose with one hand and handed out a money bag with the other.

"Fellow villagers, I'll give you some money. It's convenient to drink a bowl of clean hot water and take a rest." He said, coughing.

The two villagers saw that the old man seemed afraid of being seen twisting the beginning again and coughing worse.

Maybe you're ill?

"At this time, who cares about money..." A villager said.

"Well, you wait here." Another villager couldn't bear to see the old man coughing and said, "I'll get some water from the village."

He waved his hand.

"I don't want your money. Money can't be my life."

He turned and ran to the village.

The old man was no longer polite and took the money bag back directly.

"Master, after this rest, we can get home." The servant whispered, not so much to comfort the old man as to comfort himself.

The journey was too hard for him to imagine.

I didn't expect the golden man to be so ferocious. I didn't expect that the golden man army and horses were like locusts. I didn't expect that they thought that many people and horses were vulnerable to these murderous jackals.

It's terrible. What's more terrible is that in front of such a golden man, Duke Cheng can't die for so many years.

"It's good to be home. When the days are peaceful, let's go back to the capital."

The old man's voice sounded in my ear.

But can the capital still go back? The servants looked uneasy. After all, they cheated your majesty and ran away

"As long as your majesty is there, you can go back." The old man covered his mouth and nose and said that although his face was haggard, his eyes were firm.

They talked in a low voice. The villagers on one side couldn't help being vigilant and pricked up their ears to hear the word "Your Majesty".

"With your Majesty in the capital, the golden thief will be defeated." The villagers shouted.

As soon as the words fell, I heard screams in the village, followed by the rapid sound of horse hoofs.

"Here comes the gold thief."

The movement surprised the people on the road here.

"Why is there a golden man here?" The servant cried out.

A group of golden soldiers of more than a dozen people galloping from the village have appeared in the sight. The smoke and dust behind them are boiling and people shout and horses hiss.

"Run." The servants immediately protected the carriage from turning around.

But the villagers over there jumped into the fields and ran to the depths of the dense crops.

"Don't be afraid that you are the golden soldiers who are chased and fled. Let's open the way and run on both sides. It's okay..." He didn't forget to look back and shout.

But the servants ignored his words and protected the carriage running on the road.

Where did their horses and chariots run past Jinbing, they were soon caught up.

After listening, there was a strange cry like a beast. It was a Hu language they didn't understand. The servants turned white and were about to raise their knives and guns. The huge impact behind them had come.

Several servants fell to the ground as if swallowed by the flood, and the carriage was not spared.

The earth shaking made the old man dizzy. Looking at the sky above his head, he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

"I'm Huang Cheng. I know you, Lord Yu..." He shouted.

He spoke Hu language, but he was still a step late. The long sickle had fallen. He was picked up, slipped through an arc and fell on the roadside. His servants were also provoked and thrown away by stabs.

"I seem to hear this man talking about us..." A golden soldier said, looking at the old man who was thrown aside, he looked a little hesitant.

"Forget it. It's important to run for your life." Another golden soldier shouted, urging the horse to gallop forward.

The golden soldier no longer hesitated and looked back. The previous ferocity of sickle slashing faded, and his face was covered with a layer of fear.

A crowd of people rushed forward with some haste.

A moment later, the smoke billowed and people shouted, and another team of soldiers and horses dressed in neat clothes came. However, seeing these soldiers and horses, the villagers who hid in the field did not run again, but ran back happily.

"Fellow, you are frightened." The chief General shouted.

"We're safe." The villager shouted, pointing sadly to the roadside, "it's these passers-by..."

Zhou Bing looked as he pointed out and saw four or five people lying on the side of the road. One was still twitching, the others were motionless, and blood flowed under him.

"Said he escaped all the way." The villagers shook their heads sadly, "unexpectedly..."

"See?" The general looked solemn and said to the soldiers behind him, "why should we pursue these golden soldiers unremittingly in order to prevent them from harming the people. If we don't eliminate these remnants, we don't know how many people will suffer."

The soldiers should be in unison.

The general wanted to turn over and dismount to check the dead. Suddenly, there was a noise in front of him. They looked up, but they saw that there were flags like clouds in the sky.

"Sir, you see, it's the northern reinforcements." An officer and soldier shouted in surprise.

"My Lord, it's the people of Cheng Guogong." The other looked at the surging flags and shouted.

Hearing the words "Cheng Guogong", not to mention the excitement of the officers and soldiers, the whole village was boiling, and countless men, women, old and young poured out of the originally empty village.

"Duke Cheng is coming!"

"Let's not be afraid!"

"Go and meet Duke Cheng!"

Looking at the jubilant villagers, the officers and soldiers no longer stay.

"Cover the body first." When the general got on the horse, he didn't forget to say. He looked at the dead man whose eyes were lying on the ground and couldn't see his face clearly. "I'm old. You'll have a good burial then."

Of course, the villagers had no objection. At that moment, someone pulled the mat to cover these people. After doing this, they met the direction of Cheng Guogong.

The noise went away, and the bodies across the road looked particularly desolate.

Some villagers who walked slowly passed by and couldn't help sighing.

"Sin." He said, with hatred, "this is the sin of the golden thief."

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The people and the government who heard the reputation of Cheng Guogong along the way were very happy, but the people in the capital, especially the officials of the imperial court, were not only happy, but also embarrassed.

After all, we haven't forgotten how Cheng Guogong left.

Rebellious thieves fled.

This is not a minor crime. There must be an explanation.

Some officials put forward the view that he was guilty and meritorious, but it was denied by Cheng Guogong.

"I'm not guilty and meritorious."

Long time no see, but still elegant Cheng Guogong slowly stood in front of the hall and looked at the officials in front of him.

"This is your Majesty's foresight."

what?

How does this have anything to do with your majesty?

How did it become foresight again?

Deep what plot? Why worry?

The officials frowned and looked at Cheng Guogong.

What happened recently is becoming more and more strange and unimaginable. Everyone can't react.

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(I was so high yesterday... Let's watch today. I hesitate to write the ending in one breath. I'll try it.)