sword sentient beings

Xing Lu has been restless these days.

As the most trusted white-haired swordsman of Lord Fuhu, he controls most of the business of Fuhu Manor. It can be said that he holds a small power and lives a decent and rich life.Lord Fuhu went up the mountain today and left him to take care of the business below the mountain, allowing him to be free for a few days.

Originally, he should be happy, but he couldn't be happy when he thought of all kinds of signs in the manor.

Gossip and gossip in the city these days is disturbing.Unsurprisingly, the swordsmen and slaves in the manor were affected by the message of "running to freedom", and they were ready to move.This makes Xinglu, which is the middle layer, sandwiched in the middle to become a sandwich cake.

On the one hand, his life is stable and rich, and he has no ambitions. He has lost the motivation to take risks. He thinks that he can live for more than ten years, so he won't bother?

On the one hand, he also knows that he is a sword slave and knows where he came from.In order to please the master, some manor supervisors treat sword slaves more fiercely than the master, and try their best to squeeze the slaves to flatter the master, but fortunately Lu does not do this kind of thing.

He has always been kind to others, and he doesn't domineering with the swordsmen. Some sword slaves offended their masters. He helped or pleaded or concealed them, so that everyone was safe, and he didn't take much food and clothing from the lowest-level sword slaves. The other sword slaves in the manor have a good relationship.

When he found out that his sword slave was showing signs of restlessness, his first reaction was to hide it—whatever happened to him, if he concealed it from his master first, nothing would happen.

In the end, it was concealed, but the matter could not calm down, but intensified, and there were further signs.It made it hard for him to get off the tiger, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it—it wasn't his business, but because he helped hide it, it was his business.

If something happens, no matter whether others succeed or fail, can the master let him go?Isn't left and right a dead end?
Or am I going the other way?

But... I don't want to rebel so much, do I?

He sent Lord Fuhu away, struggling all the way back.

This entanglement stopped abruptly when he returned to the room, leaving only extreme panic and cold hands and feet.

On his desk, someone put a note and a yellow cloth belt.

He hadn't read the content of the note yet, and instinctively felt that something was wrong, his heart was beating like a drum, and he hardly dared to read what was written on the note.

After half a day of mental training, he still stretched out his hand tremblingly and twisted the note, peeking at it.

It was written on the paper:

"At the time of the tiger's day and Chen, the sun will rise in the east.

The yellow scarf binds the forehead, and the shackles are lifted.

Kill out of Yulang and never be a slave! "

really!

Xing Lu's face turned pale, and he looked like weeping but not crying, half smiling but not smiling: It really is this kind of letter persuading people to rebel!

Moreover, this is not the kind of non-directional flyer that flew over from the street and just grabbed it in his hand, glanced at it and threw it away. Someone pried open his door and put it on the table in his bedroom.

Just to show him, to force him to choose.

No, it is a choice, but there is no choice at all.

Knowing that this kind of failure will lead to death without a place to bury him, and the time, method and other secrets are all in front of him, if he doesn't join, can he still be allowed to stand out alive?
Someone who dared to pick his door lock, someone who dared to pick his head!

can only say……

Still, his good popularity has paid off.In this kind of thing, everyone usually kills and sacrifices the flag before the incident.If he usually acts as a minion and bullies everyone hard, and he happens to be pulled out and cut with a sword, but now he is just dragging him into the gang, it is really embarrassing to his brothers.

Xinglu wept and mourned, silently counting in his heart:

Tiger Day...isn't it today?
Dragon time...Chen time?
What time is it now?Shouldn't it be over?
Soon, he will know.

At a certain moment, he suddenly felt light all over, as if the invisible shackles had been removed, and his whole body was light.

This lightness does not mean the lightness of gravity, but the all-round ease from soul to life.It was an unprecedented feeling. Only when he felt it personally now did he realize: So, living can be so easy?

Is this the lifting of the shackles?

So... the time has come!
In an instant, Xing Lu's resistance to this matter melted away—he had fulfilled his promise first, and he was already very sincere, at least not some sinister people just agitating their tongues to incite the sword slaves to die.

Even just for the ease of this moment, many sword slaves are really willing to give their lives.

It's just that Xinglu is not so bloody, he is still afraid and worried: Fear comes from the unknown, he doesn't know what he will face after going out?This fear made him sit indoors without moving, as if he was waiting to die.

Hesitating alone, people's voices gradually rose up in my ears, at first only a few sporadic places, gradually the voices became louder and louder, one after another, everywhere in the southeast, northwest, and outside the door, it seemed like a pot was boiling.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that he had already arrived outside the courtyard. Xing Lu's desire to survive told him that he couldn't hesitate, so he hurriedly tied the cloth strips on his head, and hurriedly pushed the door out.

As soon as he went out, he saw a group of people coming straight to him. They were all white-haired, and they were all familiar faces. They were the swordsmen from the manor. Judging by the number of people, probably eight out of ten came Nine.

These swordsmen are all sharp and full of evil spirits, like robbers breaking into the door.Xing Lu was worried: Although he still chose to join, would he be killed by them because of his hesitation?

The two sides met and paused at the same time. The swordsman team gave a cheer first, and a swordsman in front named Xingwang said loudly: "I knew Brother Lu would not betray us! Look! He is wearing a yellow belt. He is on our side." !"

Xing Lu forced a smile, wanting to explain that he was late, Xing Wang took a step forward and said, "Let Brother Xing Lu be the leader of our team!" The team applauded loudly.

Xing Lu panicked, and hurriedly shouted: "No way, no way! I don't have that ability, you go ahead, I'll just follow you!"

Xing Wang smiled and said, "Who else is this leader besides you? Everyone sees your benefits to us and knows that you are a reliable person. We won't accept anyone except you!"

The crowd rushed forward, putting him at the forefront.

Surrounded by everyone, Xing Lu had no choice but to go out, muttering: "Don't harm me, don't harm me..."

As soon as I went out the gate, I saw people on the street, most of them were swordsmen.The doors of every house are open, and some people are running out, coming and going, shadows of people.

There were sounds of fighting in some houses, while others were already on fire with thick smoke billowing.In contrast, Fuhu Manor is already very peaceful.

Xing Lu raised his head and saw a golden flag flying on the city wall not far away. Facing the morning sun, it became more and more golden and brilliant.

Almost instantly, Xing Lu came to his senses and said, "Go there! Go under the banner!"

He was promoted as the leader. On the one hand, people dare not stand out in this kind of thing and instinctively want to find someone to hide. On the other hand, he really has a lot of prestige. Once he issued an order, everyone naturally obeyed.

At that moment, a group of people went out of the city.From time to time, I saw teams from other manors on the road.These teams are all based on the manor, with a dozen or so more and three or five less.

This is basically the number of white-haired swordsmen in each manor.Except for a very few manors, anyone who dares to stand out, even if they dare to escape, must be a swordsman.As for the sword slaves at the bottom, even if they were unshackled, they would not have the strength to run away, and the swordsmen didn't pay much attention to them and would not let them join the team.

Not all manors brought out swordsmen like Fuhu Manor. In some manors, not only were there few swordsmen, but their clothes were stained with blood. It was obvious that a civil war broke out.Maybe some middle-level people like Xinglu didn't behave like human beings in the past, which caused people's resentment, and they were killed at this time.

Regardless of the number of people, these swordsman squads can be regarded as comrades running towards freedom, but they are very defensive against each other and have no idea of ​​teaming up.

They are still swordsmen in essence, not ordinary people. Compared with the simple thought of "many people are powerful", they are more accustomed to the survival rules of self-preservation, suspicious, beggar-thy-neighbor and so on.

Xing Lu also doesn't want to rashly get close to people he doesn't know, but he doesn't rule out joining forces with acquaintances who are close. Even if their team has a lot of people, it will be a big advantage to recruit a few more people.At that time, even if you meet the powerful behind-the-scenes mastermind, you can still fight for a place.

To choose a reliable teammate, the first thing he thought of was Jianglong Manor.The two manors of Subduing Dragon and Fuhu also said that the owner of the manor was relatively close, and the swordsmen were fairly familiar with each other.In particular, he also recognizes the supervisor there, and knows that he is also a prestigious person, who will definitely be able to pull up the team, so that he will not be beaten.

Thinking of this, he led the team to make a small turn, passing by the door of the manor shop.

From a distance, the door of the shop was closed, and there was no movement.Xing Lu was a little strange, and said, "Didn't Jianglong Manor take part in the incident? Isn't that..."

Traitor?
Such a big event is not something you say you won’t participate in if you don’t participate. At this time, everyone is holding back their anger and doing something that will kill their heads.

He figured this out when he just put on the yellow scarf.

He felt that he should remind the other party, but he would not come to the door to explain his interests, he just wanted to shout his meaning through the wall.

As soon as he approached, he saw the door opened a crack, and a swordsman came out carrying a large bag.

Xing Lu was surprised, he basically recognized all the swordsmen in Jianglong Manor, why didn't he remember such a one?
Looking at this person's demeanor, and the posture of carrying things, could it be...

When the man saw the people from Fuhu Manor approaching, he couldn't hide his flustered expression any more. He wanted to hide everything behind his back. Xing Lu became more and more sure, and shouted: "There are thieves! Take them down!"

All the swordsmen rushed forward and immediately surrounded the thief.The same swordsman, many people against few people is crushing.

The man's first reaction was to draw his sword, but seeing a group of white-haired swordsmen at least double digits, they were outnumbered. The bachelor threw down the stolen goods to signal his surrender, and said loudly: "Everyone, you can see clearly that I am not a thief!"

Xing Lu shouted: "What is it if it's not a thief? We are doing big things here, and you, as a sword slave, don't help, but stab at the back and steal things? This is worse than ordinary thieves! Cut it off!"

Everyone moved forward immediately, some were about to strike, some were waiting to pick up the stolen goods, the man shouted: "No! I'm not a thief! I just take the things of the dead. Those swordsmen in Jianglong Manor are all dead. It’s gone! Everything is lost, can I call it stealing if I take it? That’s called picking up!”