Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 499
The temperature difference between day and night in Hongli City is very large, and the morning is very short. The sun just climbed over the city wall, and the temperature in the city boiled up.

The scorching sun scorched the houses, roads and pedestrians in the city.

Although it was still early, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased as the shops opened their doors to welcome customers.

"Have you heard? Ouye's house was burned down yesterday, and it was completely burned!"

"I knew it last night, and I can see the fire from a long distance."

In front of a restaurant selling breakfast, a table of two merchant-like guests chatted while eating tofu curd in a bowl.

"This Ouye family thought how beautiful it was back then, even the people from Yanzhou Mansion had to be courteous. Never imagined that in just ten years, it has become this scene."

someone sighed.

"Every one of these aristocratic families is good, what do you pity them for? If it weren't for the Xianmeng to kill so many aristocratic families and sects, we loose cultivators are afraid that we will never be able to make it through them."

"Just saying it casually, how can I feel sorry for them? I just feel sorry for Ou Ye's weapon-making skills. For cultivators, it is a real magic weapon."

"You think Xianmeng can't think of this? The Ouye family's secret technique of forging weapons, of course, Xianmeng sent someone to take it away."

"According to what you said, yesterday's fire was... from Iron Castle..."

"Eat your bean curd well. Everyone knows this well. It's better if it's in the hands of Xianmeng than Ouye's family. Xianmeng is different from them. It's on the side of us casual cultivators and ordinary people. Here."

"That's right. With the Immortal Alliance, we ordinary people no longer have to look at the children of those aristocratic clans."

After the two chatted for a while about the Zongmen and Xianmeng, the topic suddenly changed.

"By the way, a strange thing has happened in the iron castle these days, I don't know if you have heard of it."

"These days I've been busy sorting out the goods that were shipped to the city a few days ago. I haven't been there, what's the matter?"

"Three days ago, the city lord killed a group of Qiushui remnants and hung their heads on the wall of the iron castle."

"In the past few years in Hongli City, there have been hundreds if not thousands of Qiushui remnants killed. What's so strange about that?"

"It's so strange. From that day on, a child who appeared out of nowhere has been kneeling on the square in front of the Iron Fort, not eating or eating for three days and three nights, without moving."

"Could it be that there are relatives of this child in this group of Qiushui remnants?"

"But the iron castle guards didn't come out to drive them away, let alone arrest them."

"You don't understand that."

"How to say?"

"The city lord is killing chickens and monkeys. Instead of risking his reputation and killing a child who is powerless, it is better to let him kneel under the city and use it to deter those in the city who dare to join forces with Qiushui. The Toumeng is rampant in ten prefectures, and I am afraid that many people in our Hongli City are also bewitched by it, and the city lord just uses this to warn those people, killing two birds with one stone."

"In this way, our City Lord Mu is really clever."

"You and I are ordinary people, it's useless to argue about these things, why don't we take a gamble, whether this kid can survive today, if he can survive today, brother, I will pay for this month's drink!"

"No, no, no, this kid, after being exposed to the sun for three days, no matter how you look at it, he can't survive today. I will definitely lose this bet."

Then the two started arguing because of this.

"I'll bet with you two."

But at this time, a slender man in a Confucian shirt came to the table of the two of them.

"If the child can't make it through today, this spirit stone will belong to you two. If you can make it through today, how about you two treating me to a bowl of lotus seed porridge?"

The man held a roast goose wrapped in oil paper in one hand, and a spirit stone in the other hand, smiled and said to the two of them.

Or the man appeared too abruptly, and the two who had been chatting before were stunned for a moment.

The man holding the roast goose, the two of them didn't talk, just smiled, and then left with the roast goose, and the direction he left was Tiebao.

"What, who wants to bet with you?"

"Where did a foreigner come from, dare to talk to us like that, and later we will go to the city lord's mansion to report him, maybe we can get some rewards."

"Brother is right, I will draw a portrait of this person right away, and send it to the City Lord's Mansion later."

When the man with the roast goose disappeared into the street, the two of them suddenly started yelling, and they couldn't help but get excited when they thought that they might be able to exchange for some money.

……

In the square in front of the Iron Fortress of Hongli City, a group of people looked at a little boy in the center of the square as if they were watching a monkey show.

This boy is none other than Tang Beidou

At this time, the sun was getting hotter and hotter, and the air was so hot that there was no trace of moisture. Tang Beidou's sweat dripped onto the bluestone floor and was immediately dried. His chapped lips opened and closed slightly, and his dull eyes looked up from time to time. The direction of the Iron Fort.

He knelt here like this for three days and three nights.

Some people think very simply, thinking that this Tang Beidou is a fool, and he knelt here because he was stimulated by seeing the murder.

Some people think very complicated, because the head hanging on the iron castle belongs to the Qiushui Yudang, so the child kneeling here is very likely to have something to do with the Qiushui Yudang.

Even, this child may be the bait deliberately placed here by the Guillotine Alliance.

Regardless of whether the idea is complicated or simple, in the eyes of some residents of Hongli City who like to watch the excitement, this is undoubtedly a very interesting thing.

So many people are waiting for the child to fall, as long as he falls, all kinds of speculation will follow.

But what they didn't know was that Tang Beidou's kneeling here was just a son's instinct after losing his father.

After seeing his father die under Iron Fortress, he has two choices, one is to bear the humiliation and leave, and the other is to risk his life and rush to Iron Fortress for revenge, even if he dies in Iron Fortress in the end He deserved to die.

His father was the only motivation for him to survive, and Tang Beidou had no reason to steal his life, so he would not choose the first option.

However, he could not choose the second option, because as long as he rushed over, Ouye's family would be implicated for taking him in.

He didn't want to escape, he couldn't take revenge, so he could only kneel here.

"Father, I'll see you right away."

Tang Beidou opened and closed his lips soundlessly.

At this moment, his mouth was as dry as a hot iron.If it wasn't for the power of his soul, he might have passed out from the sun on the first day.

"I don't know what the city lord who lives in the iron castle looks like. To be able to treat other people's lives like nothing, he must have a ferocious face."

He murmured as if returning to the light.

"Who? Don't go there!"

"Hey, that young man, come back quickly!"

"You don't want to die!"

Just when Tang Beidou was thinking this in his heart with a weary expression, the crowd not far behind him suddenly let out an exclamation.

Tang Beidou instinctively looked back.

I saw a young man in a blue Confucian shirt, holding a paper umbrella in one hand, and leading an oiled paper bag in the other, walking out of the crowd, and then walked through the empty square one by one, walking towards him bit by bit.

Although Tang Beidou's consciousness was a little loose at this time, he still recognized the figure after all.

Compared with boys of the same age, Tang Beidou's heart is much more resolute. In the past few days, no matter the pain of losing his father, or the burning of the sun on his head, he has never weakened his resolute heart.

But at this moment, when he saw that figure, for some reason, tears welled up from his expressionless face.

(End of this chapter)