Nightfall

Earlier, Ning Que left Chunfeng Pavilion and walked to Zhuque Street, leaving the worried couple Zeng Jing and the old lady Zhao as if nothing had happened. []

Chao Xiaoshu took Liu Wu and the cavalry of the Xiaoqi Battalion to leave Changan, but Chaozhai was always lively, because countless decree was issued to various squares in the city through this mansion, plus dozens were taken A refugee, these days, the Korean house has basically not been quiet.

Today, Chaozhai is very quiet, because from the early morning, the servants and refugees in the yard have heard a lot of deafening sounds, and heard the big movements coming from the city.

People first heard the bells of the city, then heard the wind and the sound of swords, followed by thunder, snow, rain and explosions, until they saw the sky full of burning snow clouds.

Fear grows, because no one knows what happened. When Ning Que came and went away, they knew that this battle no longer belongs to the world, and they became more and more cold.

There were court officials in the court, refugees who avoided war, and brave dragons, but they were ordinary people, and they were not eligible to join this battle.

The courtyard was shrouded in silence for a long time. The refugees hugged their children nervously. For fear of being ignorant, they made a sound. They looked at the old lady and Zeng Jing couple at the table with different expressions.

After all, someone could not bear it. The first person who stood up did not exceed the expectation of the old lady. He looked at the other party and said: "You should be very clear. If you go, you die."

Qi Siye replied: "Er two break, when have you seen me afraid of death?"

Chen Qi, who had been standing quietly by the huā window, turned around and looked at his fourth brother, frowning slightly, seemingly disagreeing, preparing to stop speaking, but the old lady waved his hand.

"Go, if you want to go, and die like this, do you want me, a bad old man, to agree?"

Qi Siye smiled, turned and took dozens of Tsing Yi to help the crowd, and walked out of Chaozhai.

Chen Qi said after a moment of silence: "It doesn't make sense."

Grandpa Chao knew what he was talking about. The battle on Suzaku Street had already gone beyond the realm of the five realms. Non-worldly forces could influence, and the Academy could not defeat the powerful enemy. Even if the Yulong Gang or even the entire Changan City The people are dead, and there is no way to stop each other. []

"People always need to be helped, or hope to be helped."

Grandpa Chao said: "Although Mr. Thirteen is not an ordinary person like us, but I think he also hopes to see us Chang'an people can come and help him."

Chen Qi said: "If the help has no effect, it will be meaningless."

"Even if the subject is really a fairy, just a glance, we mortals will die, but as long as he can let him take a look in the crowd, who can say that it makes no sense at all?"

The wrinkles on Mrs. Chao ’s face were filled with calmness and free and easy, saying, “Even if you say, our appearance is meaningless, but as long as we appear there, it actually makes sense.”

Zeng Jing, a university student by the table, first understood the meaning of this sentence and nodded in agreement.

"The Academy is the Datang Academy, and the Datang is the Datang Academy. The Datang Chaoye respected the Academy and gave it all its devotion. But when did you see which Tang people whispered to the Academy and regarded themselves as servants? It was also sheltered, but The kingdoms bullied by the temple are very different. Why is this? Naturally, it is the rules set by the academy and the Confucius, but more important is the attitude of the Tang people themselves. "

The old man Zhao said: "We are not the pigs and dogs kept in Taoism in the Southern Jin and Song Dynasties of the Yan Kingdom. We are the masters of this land, so we need to be there, even if we die."

Chen Qi is an army division of the Yulong Gang. He is good at strategy, but rarely goes to the battlefield. Judging the situation, he often prioritizes the effect of the action. At this time, listening to the old lady's remarks, if it touches.

"Since I'm going to die, of course, the old and weak woman died first. I've lived for more than 70 years, and I should die."

The old lady trembling and supported the table, stood up, took the cane from the hand of the big girl beside the warm bed, and walked out with the help of an old servant.

Academician Zeng Jing said: "I am old too, so I should go with Er break."

Mrs. Zeng Jing said: "I am a useless woman, and I should go there most. [Ye * 子] [悠 * 悠]

The old lady directed Chen Qi to lead people to watch the couple Zeng Jing and smiled: "If Ning Que sees his father-in-law and his mother-in-law being deceived to death, I'm really afraid that he will pick him up in anger.

The spring breeze pavilion has no spring breeze today, only the cold snow huā flutters and opens towards the front door of the house. The old lady Zhao takes the old weak servants and some old people from the refugees to the street.

With his walking stick in his hand, the old lady walked all the way and knocked on the door, calling friends and friends, attracting people, and shouting all the neighborhood neighbors he had known for decades.

"As long as you are old, don't be young."

Grandpa Chao said that his expression was not serious, and there was no sense of sadness and sorrow. Instead, he smiled, just like calling these old guys to go to the West Lake to drink tea and play chess.

The old guys in the neighborhood didn't feel anything. The Tang people were still martial artists. They were all soldiers. The trip to Zhuque Street seemed to them like leaving for the battlefield.

This is a very common thing.

They even seemed to feel that they had returned to the military camp of the year. It was Chen Qi who had dealt with the couple Zeng Jing, and stepped out of the house to chase the old man. What they saw was that dozens of old Haoshou and their children Figure.

Looking at the scene, he showed a bitter, slightly mocking smile, thinking that the flow of people was so vast, but just to let the fairy take a look at it, it was really stupid and idiotic behavior.

Although I thought about it in this way, the speed under his feet did not slow down, and soon rushed to the front of the crowd, replacing the old servant, holding the body of the old lady.

There is no way, who is called the Tang Chinese, and sometimes the Tang people are so stupid and idiot.

There is a Taoist temple on a certain street. The Taoist business is conducted by a thin Taoist. The thin Taoist likes to eat noodles. The most thing he has done in his life, except cooking noodles, is to repair the eaves damaged by the storm for the neighborhood, because he only If you do n’t want to do this kind of work, you need to save a long time before you can buy some fine wine, and seduce the neighbors of the neighborhood to come over and hear him preach a teaching from Xiling.

This Taoist temple is very inconspicuous, but there are many things that will be written in history in the future, such as the Taoist walking Ye Su, who used to be a missionary Taoist here, the master of the Academy and Ye Su had a game before the stone steps To argue, Ye Su once realized here that he broke down Taoism and then built a new one.

The thin Taoist is an ordinary Taoist. He only knows the status represented by Ye Sudao, but he does not know the true identity of the other party. He also does not know that these things have happened in his own Taoist temple, otherwise he might not be like It's so troublesome now, or maybe he is more troublesome than now.

"I am very troubled."

The thin Taoist looked at the disciples in front of him, and said sadly: "I really don't know what to do, do you have any ideas?"

The priests recite the canon every day, where can they come up with ideas?

The thin Taoist looked up at the burning snow cloud in the sky and said, "I did hear about observing observance, but that is the unknowable place of our Taoism, and the spectator is equal to our grandfather."

A little Taoist said: "But I heard from the neighborhood that Grandpa Patriarch is going to demolish Chang'an City."

"So I am troubled ... do you say we should help Grandpa, or should we stop him?"

Slender Taoist sighed.

Suddenly, he stomped his feet with hatred and shouted loudly at the burning snow in the sky: "I care if he is a grandfather or something, I have taken care of this Taoist temple in my life, even if Haotian is going to take it apart My Taoism, I will fight with him to the end! "

The thin Taoist took the Taoist priests away from the Taoist temple. They carried a heavy censer and carried old wood that had been piled up in the corner of the wall. They were ready to fight against their grandfather.

Unlike the people in Chunfengting Heng'er Street, their struggles are more intense, but once they have made a decision, they no longer have any hesitation, and they are determined to do something wholeheartedly.

Because they are all people of faith.

Enemy against Daomen seems to be a serious violation of faith, but whether it is a thin Taoist or a small Taoist, they have long said it is not clear what they believe in.

They were Tang people. They lived in Chang'an City for a lifetime. They used to think that Haotian believed in themselves, but when they picked up the incense burner and carried wooden sticks out of Taoism, they discovered that what they believed was belief itself.

In short, they are all people of faith.

In the doctrine of the Xiling Temple, suicide is a serious crime. Being a Taoist but enemies against the Daomen is even more serious. They will all be subject to Haotian's most brutal punishment.

Grandpa Chao appeared on Suzaku Boulevard with his companion, either to death or to commit suicide.

The thin Taoist led the Taoist priests to stand in front of the Lord. It was both apostasy and blasphemy.

In other words, all of them have unwashed sins.

There are many more such people.

Three Taoists from Nanmen Temple are arranging formations.

They are masters of Tianshu, and are the most devout believers of Haotian.

Their faces are pale and their hearts are extremely painful.

But there is no hesitation in their movements.

Mr. Chu, with Manchu women and children, crossed the knife on the long street.

The old lady is the widow of the 16th Guardian General Chu Xiongtu. Her silver hair flutters in the wind and snow.

She had seven sons and thirty-seven grandchildren in her life.

For decades, ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ had two sons and three grandsons, who died at the border of Datang. This year, in Yanjing, in Qichengzhai, and Congling, she had eleven sons and grandchildren. dead.

Now all the men in Chu House are fighting with the invaders in the battlefield of Datang Shino. There are only a dozen old and weak women and children beside her, and only a few knives.

Knowing that she came to die, but she looked indifferent and didn't care.

The Chu family is full of loyalty, and they are all dead, or full of loyalty!

If Haotian really has eyes.

Then on this long snowy street, everyone sins and commits different sins.

Today's Chang'an City is a city of sin.

What a sinful city.

… (To be continued

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