The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 757 Untitled Again
Li Muyun's face turned pale, and he struggled to get up: "Where are their remains, take me to see them!"

"Muyun, you'd better lie down first, those bones of your guards have been restrained, don't worry about it right now..."

"Help me over there!" Li Muyun's tone was firm, and he told Li Dejian with practical actions, so he didn't need to waste his time persuading himself.

Li Dejian had no choice but to nod his head: "This..., okay."

With the support of two soldiers, Li Muyun left the gorgeous big bed room, boarded a carriage, and arrived at a corner of the Gaochang Palace not long after.

Several thin-skinned coffins lay there quietly, making it hard to imagine that the people inside were still joking and joking with each other a day ago.

In this era where even a cold can kill a person, it is not easy for a person to come into this world, and it is even more difficult to live to adulthood. Famine, disease and other accidents are countless.

However, if you say nothing, it will be gone all at once, and people will not even have a chance to regret it.

Li Muyun stood in front of the coffin, clenched his fists tightly, his nails pierced his palms, and blood dripped from his fingers, but this was nothing. There were nearly forty wounds on his body, and there were a few more wounds on his palms. It's nothing.

To put it bluntly, the real hurt is still in his heart. Li Muyun, who has been a man for two lifetimes, thinks he is used to life and death, so he doesn't take his own life very seriously.

However, it was not him who died this time, but someone else.

This is the first time someone died for him, eight coffins, eight guards, if not for protecting him, these people probably wouldn't have died at all.

Li Muyun could accept his own death because people have to be responsible for their own actions, but he couldn't accept that, after making a decision by himself, it was someone else who died in the end, not himself.

With a "plop", just when Li Dejian thought there was nothing wrong, Li Muyun suddenly bent his knees, knelt down in front of the eight coffins, and said in a deep voice: "The brothers died for me, Li Muyun. From now on, the families of the brothers will be my Li Muyun's family, if you break your oath, you will die!"

Li Dejian didn't expect Li Muyun to do such a thing at all, and it took him a long time to react, and hurried up to help him: "Muyun, what are you doing, Muyun, they can't stand it."

"How can I not bear the grace of saving my life? My life was saved by eight of them. If I don't even care about their family members, I will be in vain for the world!" Li Muyun's face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water. After standing up He asked Li Dejian, "Where is Ju Wentai? Is he dead?"

"Severe illness, not far from death." Li Dejian said.

"Seriously ill..." Li Muyun squinted his eyes and snorted, "Hmph, I don't care if he is sick or not. Since he is not dead, let him come over to guard the spirit of my brothers. Besides, I have eight brothers who died. Therefore, the Gaochang royal family must send someone to bury them with them, counting all their princes, bring eight of them."

"What? Muyun, are you so crazy? Ask the Gaochang royal family to give them eight funerals?!"

"I'll take it upon myself when something happens, just bring the person to me, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

"You, Li Muyun, think carefully. They are the royal family of Gaochang. If you touch them, you know what it means."

"I don't want to know anything now, I just want to kill people!" Li Muyun growled, and turned to look at the guard on the side: "What the hell are you all doing blankly? Could it be that you want to disobey the military order?!"

"No!" Several soldiers looked at Li Dejian with some embarrassment, turned around and walked away quickly.

Li Dejian also knew at this time that he might not be able to stop Li Muyun from going crazy, so he turned around and walked in another direction without saying a word, probably planning to find Cheng Chumo and the others.

It's just that Li Dejian and the others were hurrying, and finally they were a step slower. When he arrived with Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang, eight bloody heads had already been put together, and Ju Wentai was also tied up with a rope, kneeling on the eight heads. In front of the coffin, his face was pale, and he didn't know whether he was dead or fainted.

"Muyun, you, you really killed someone?!" Li Dejian was dumbfounded when he saw everything in front of him, and murmured.

Li Muyun curled his lips: "So what if you kill me, whoever offends me will be punished no matter how far away! I think I did nothing wrong with killing."

Cheng Chumo looked at the eight heads on the ground, and gave Li Muyun a thumbs-up nonchalantly: "Hey, this is so domineering, my old Cheng likes to hear it!"

"Chu Mo, who are you helping? Do you know that Mu Yun has caused a big disaster!"

"Cause trouble?" Cheng Chumo patted his helmet: "We're here to cause trouble this time, what's the big deal!"

When a scholar met a soldier, he couldn't explain why. Li Dejian was in a hurry, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

And at this juncture, Li Muyun said again: "Chu Mo, count how many people we lost, no matter how many brothers died, I will make them pay ten for one."

"Okay! I'm just waiting for your words!" Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang grinned grinningly.

To be honest, more than 1000 brothers died in this battle. Maybe those old killers would not pay attention to them, but they young people did not.

At this age, they are very competitive and have a strong sense of justice. When they want to express themselves, they have lost so many people. If they don't do something, they always feel very awkward.

So Li Muyun's order just entered into the hearts of the two brothers of the Cheng family, and they were naturally happy to obey.

As for Li Dejian who was about to go mad with anger, no matter whether it was Li Muyun who wanted revenge or the Cheng brothers who were not afraid of trouble, no one had the heart to talk to him.

……

Overnight, countless human heads were hung on the top of Gaochang City, and the blood almost dyed the entire city wall red.

Such a scene, even the murderous Hou Junji saw it, and it was a little shocking.

"See you, Chief Manager!" Li Muyun was wrapped up like a mummy, and led Brother Cheng Chumo out of the city gate.

Hou Junji waved his hand to signal them to get up, then pointed to the countless heads hanging on the top of the city and said, "What's going on? Are you massacring the city?"

Li Muyun pushed away Cheng Chumo and the two who wanted to say something, and said honestly: "The chief manager, it is the order of the last general, as long as we lose one person, we will use ten people from Gaochang to pay for our lives."

Hou Junji looked at Li Muyun without saying a word, and then slowly said after a while: "Li Muyun, you are so courageous!"

Li Muyun gave a military salute to the old waiter: "General Manager, I will bear all the responsibility for all crimes!"

(End of this chapter)