A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 658 The third prince appears, and one hundred thousand ghost soldiers are all dead! (Please order in full!)
PS: I just finished writing it and it has been revised. Although it is a bit slow, I am sorry for writing a few hundred more words. Brothers, you can see it after refreshing. Thank you very much.

On the day when the little devil entered the city, the sound of gunfire outside the city was endless. Hua Twelve sat in the Yinluan Hall of Prince Gong's Mansion, with a pot of sake and a little candlelight, with a slightly sentimental look on his face, not for himself, but for himself. It is for this difficult time.

Although his heart aches, he is actually open-minded. How can he see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? How can he see the fragrance of plum blossoms without a bone-chilling cold.

Only by going through this period of suffering can this nation be able to stand up again. Since the Ming Dynasty, it has regained its backbone, continued to strive for self-improvement, and become a world power again.

What is happening in front of me is just a process of cutting carrion.

The door of Yinluan Palace slowly opened, and the butler who stayed behind came in with a tray: "Sir, the kitchen has prepared two dishes for you to go with the wine!"

Hua Twelve nodded slowly: "Have all the demobilized oceans been sent away?"

The butler put the dishes on the table and said, "I've given them all away. Everyone below is saying thank you for your grace!"

"Then why haven't you left yet? Come in, as well as those outside the door!"

Several servants walked in, with confusion and hesitation about the future on their faces.

The housekeeper sighed: "Everyone who still lives at home has left. We have no relatives, so we won't go back. You must have someone here to take care of you!"

Hua Twelve nodded: "If you want to stay, just stay. Remember, if the little devils break into the house after they enter the city, don't stop them. If you want to smash or rob, it's up to them. Don't be stupid." Don't lose your life on impulse!"

After everyone nodded submissively, Hua Twelve waved his hand: "Go down and have a rest!"

The housekeeper bowed slightly, turned around and called the people out.

It was dawn, and there was chaos outside early in the morning. A team of young agents broke into the gate of Prince Gong's Mansion, found the Yinluan Hall, and saw Hua Twelve drinking alone.

"Boss Cheng is so excited, but you didn't expect today!"

At the head are a few young men wearing suits and beards. These are high-tech people. They killed many people in the palace and suffered a lot in Hua Twelve. This time they are here to settle accounts after the fall. .

Hua Twelve continued to drink without saying a word, but his eyes were full of ridicule and disdain. Looking at the people in front of him was like looking at a clown.

The person who spoke couldn't help but feel angry when he saw his eyes. He raised his pistol and pointed it at Hua Twelve: "Come with us!"

Hua Twelve's eyes turned cold and he was about to kill someone.

But there was another noise outside, accompanied by the sound of neat footsteps. From the open door of Yinluan Palace, a group of Japanese soldiers came.

The people in T&G were stunned. The leader immediately went to communicate, took a look at the other party's military rank, and immediately asked: "Colonel, do you have any mission here?"

The colonel bowed slightly: "We have been ordered by Chief Aoki to invite Mr. Cheng to perform a Chinese opera for the officers tonight. Who is Cheng Dieyi, Mr. Cheng?"

The people in Ttech were immediately paralyzed. His original intention was to capture Hua Twelve and then use him as a hostage to coerce Gong Er to show up to avenge the past. In his plan, both Cheng Dieyi and his wife would die. .

But now things have gone awry. The commander Aoki in the other party's mouth is called Saburo Aoki, a young Japanese lieutenant general. Although they have a special status as intelligence officers, they are not enough to face the army lieutenant general and cannot lose face to the other party.

Turning to look at Hua Twelve, his eyes were fierce: "Boss Cheng is really lucky to be invited by Chief Aoki. I just hope your luck will continue to be good, hehe!"

After introducing Hua Twelve to the captain who was leading the team, he took his own people and left in a hurry. The Japanese soldiers entered the city yesterday and they still had many things to do. They were just on their way to see Hua Twelve and could not delay other matters.

After the people from the Special High School Department left, the colonel bowed slightly to Hua Twelve and said, "Mr. Cheng, please wait at the house. A car will come to pick you up in the evening to meet with Chief Aoki!"

Hua Twelve took a drink from the wine bottle and waved his hand: "I don't know what Chief Qingmu is. Cheng Dieyi never sings in the hall. If you want to listen to the opera, you must abide by my rules. Guanghelou will be on stage tonight." , if you want to listen to a play, ask Aoki to go to Guanghe Building!"

The colonel was startled. He didn't expect that a opera singer on the other side would be so tough. An angry look appeared on his face, and his hand was already holding the handle of the saber. But thinking that Commander Aoki wanted to listen to this person singing, he slowly released his saber and bowed again. body:
"Ha Yi, I will bring Mr. Cheng's words to Chief Aoki, and leave everything to the Chief to decide!"

After saying that, he stood up, glanced at Hua Twelve coldly, turned around and left with the Japanese soldiers.

Hua Twelve showed a trace of disdain on his face. He was obviously very angry, but he still wanted to show humility and bow to him. He was so hypocritical in his childhood. How do you say that sentence? He knows small etiquette but has no great righteousness, and is afraid of power. Unethical.

After a while, the housekeeper hurriedly came to report that the front and back doors of Prince Gong's mansion were guarded by Japanese soldiers.

Hua Twelve waved his hand indifferently.

The Japs captured Sijiu City very smoothly. The civilian garrison had been defeated long ago. The sound of gunfire had stopped in the morning. At noon, the Japs soldiers came to inform them that Chief Aoki was hosting a banquet at Guanghe Building that evening and invited them. Celebrities from Forty-Nine City listened to Boss Cheng's opera together, and specially ordered Boss Cheng's "Drunken Concubine" to let him prepare well.

In the evening, a car stopped at the door of Prince Gong's Mansion, and the same commander from the morning came to take Hua Twelve to Guanghe Building.

Hua Twelve asked him to wait outside for a while, called together the few servants left behind, and told them that he would not come back after leaving this door today, and asked them to take care of themselves.

The housekeeper thought he was giving his last words, so he burst into tears. Others also showed sadness. Hua Twelve smiled and said:
"What I said is true. We have been masters and servants for such a long time. You have seen some of my martial arts skills. I am going to do something big tonight and then stay away from the capital. You just need to take care of yourself. There is no need to do anything for me. Worry!"

After saying that, he went out, followed the colonel into the car, and headed to Guanghe Building.

When we arrived at Guanghe Building, we saw hundreds of Japanese soldiers sitting neatly on the first floor. Aoki held a banquet upstairs. Looking up, in addition to a few Japanese officers wearing general uniforms, there were many seats. The familiar faces were all celebrities he had seen in the capital. The Fourth Master Yuan from the original drama was sitting in a very conspicuous position, with a heavy expression on his face.

Hua Twelve knew that there were real traitors among these people, but he couldn't help it. As before, he waved to the people upstairs. Everyone responded. Several Japanese officers thought he was greeting them. , also smiled and waved downstairs.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he turned around and entered the backstage. The person in charge of Guanghe Building was the housekeeper of the Kun family. When Hua Twelve arrived, he immediately greeted him:

"Boss Cheng, what do you think we will do tonight?"

Everyone in the background looked at Hua Twelve. At this time, people were panicking, waiting for him to make up his mind.

"Why are you panicking? Just do what you do now. It has nothing to do with you!"

After Hua Twelve finished speaking, he went directly into the back room where he put on his makeup. The housekeeper outside was also helpless and ordered around: "You heard me, do what you have to do!" After speaking, he sighed again.

He painted his own face and put on the costume of Concubine Yang. I have to say that looking in the mirror, Hua Twelve felt a little bit like a charming person. Two words, beautiful, but nothing like what he was going to do tonight. Things are nothing compared to them, because what he wants to do is more beautiful.

After leaving the makeup room, Hua Twelve did not let the strong wind rush the show. He told Lahu that all the drummers and drummers should take a rest first, and he walked up to the front desk in his imperial concubine costume.

This appearance stunned everyone as soon as it appeared, and the scene became quiet.

Hua Twelve stood on the stage, looked at the little devils upstairs and downstairs, and smiled slightly. This appearance immediately made people feel like looking back and smiling happily.

He said loudly: "Today, someone sent word that Chief Aoki ordered the song 'The Drunken Concubine'. Although the play is good, it is not suitable for today's occasion. I have a song called 'Red Ling', and I would like to sing it a cappella for you. Please Lift your ears and listen carefully!”

After Hua Twelve finished speaking, he didn't care whether Qing Mutong agreed or not, and started singing a cappella.

"When the show is folded, the sleeves rise and fall"

"Singing joys and sorrows, singing separation and reunion, has nothing to do with me."

"The fans open and close, the gongs and drums sound and then fall silent."

"Love is in the play and outside the play, who is to say."

"Used to blend emotions into ink and ink"

"It doesn't matter if the lyrics are sung, they are all my bones and ashes." Hua Twelve has been studying opera and singing for many years. This song "Chi Ling" was sung by him in a more dramatic tone, and the strong flavor of opera came out with every mouthful. Different from the operas of this era, it has a more lively and catchy rhythm, which instantly caught everyone's ears.

Chief Aoki's full name is Aoki Saburo. He is a Chinese connoisseur who likes opera. He has heard of Cheng Dieyi for a long time. Just entering the city now is like hearing Boss Cheng's opera.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Dieyi came on stage and changed the track without authorization, which made him look unhappy. But when he heard Boss Cheng singing, Aoki was gradually attracted by the beautiful tune, nodded slightly, and his expression softened.

But what Hua Twelve sang next made the Hua Xia Tong's face change drastically.

Just listen to Hua Twelve continue singing:
"Duckweed in troubled times bears watching the flames burn mountains and rivers"

"In my humble position, I dare not forget about my country, even if no one knows about me."

"The people under the stage walked by, but the old color was not seen.
"The people on the stage sang, heartbroken farewell song"

"Love words are hard to write, she must sing with blood"

"The curtain rises, the curtain falls, who is the guest?"
When I heard that the beacon was burning across the mountains and rivers, and I was too humble to forget about my country, the whole place was silent, and the people in the background couldn't help but turn their eyes red. It was said in their hearts that I was too humble to forget about my country.
Songs are used to commemorate ambitions. Boss Cheng is using this song to commemorate his ambitions!

Qingmu's face was livid, and Master Yuan's face changed several times. He suddenly stood up and clapped his hands vigorously: "Okay!"

Although some of the celebrities from the Forty-nine Cities who were invited were timid, their blood boiled when they heard the words "I dare not forget about my country because of my humble position". It made them temporarily forget their fear and ignited the national blood. In addition, Fourth Master Yuan took the lead and everyone stood up and applauded, and there was thunderous applause.

Na Kun, the butler in the background, also had red eyes, and applauded and shouted with everyone in the background. At this moment, the entire Guanghe Building seemed to have faded away from the shadow of the war, and returned to the glorious moment when the house was full of guests and guests came like clouds.

Those little devils who couldn't understand Chinese were still confused. They didn't know why these Chinese people were so excited. They just thought it was because the songs were good. But Aoki and some who knew Chinese looked angry.

Aoki suddenly stood up, and some of the little Japanese generals around him even pulled out their pistols and pointed them at the stage.

The scene suddenly became quiet again.

But at this time, Hua Twelve sang the line again: "

"In my humble position, I dare not forget about my country, even if no one knows about me."

"The people under the stage walked by, but the old color was not seen.
"The people on the stage sang, heartbroken farewell song"

"Love words are hard to write, she must sing with blood"

Just when he sang "Must be reconciled with blood", he suddenly pointed his hand at Saburo Aoki on the stage, and a white light burst out of his body. The next moment, a huge human head shot up into the sky, and there was blood in his mouth. Jumped up to more than a foot high.

The white light was like a dragon, circling around the field like lightning. The next moment, blood marks were spattered on all the little devils present.

Hua Twelve shouted to everyone around him, "If you want to listen to my opera, you must pay with blood. Tonight, I, Cheng Dieyi, will go on a killing spree. Anyone who has nothing to do with it should run for their lives!"

After saying that, he jumped into the sky in costume, opened a big hole in the roof of the shed, and when the bricks and tiles fell, the person had disappeared.

At this time, it was the period when Huanzhu Louzhu's "The Legend of the Swordsman of Shushan" was serialized in newspapers. Many people had heard the story of the Swordsman. When everyone recovered from the killing, not only did no one feel afraid, but they all His heart was agitated, and someone blurted out:

"It's the Sword Immortal, Boss Cheng is the Sword Immortal!"

When everyone was excited, Fourth Master Yuan suddenly thought of something and shouted loudly:

"No, he is not Cheng Dieyi, he is the Third Prince Nezha from the Eight-Armed Nezha City who has appeared. This is the Third Prince who killed these little devils. You must testify and give Boss Cheng justice. Don't implicate him. family"

When he said this, everyone present understood what he meant, and someone immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, it's the third prince who appears, and it has nothing to do with Boss Cheng!"

When the mountains and rivers were shattered, some people's blood was still cold, and some people's blood was cold quickly. At that moment, some people echoed loudly, and some people's eyes flickered. Fourth Master Yuan was used to seeing people's dirty minds, and he immediately said loudly:

"Everyone, today's matter must be unified. If someone wrongly accuses Boss Cheng of this matter, he will be an enemy of all of us and form an undying feud. Don't say whether the Sword Immortal will let you go. , even those present will not let you go!"

Everyone nodded at his words, and those with dirty minds gave up their petty thoughts. Even if they became traitors in the future, they would not dare to tell the truth about what happened today. They could only insist that it was the third prince who appeared.

Hua Twelve's sword flew into the air, and he began to kill without hesitation. Anyone wearing a Japanese military uniform passed by, and before the people around him could see clearly, their heads shot up into the sky.

On the way, I also saw the Japanese spies who went to Prince Gong's Mansion in the morning, leading a group of soldiers to arrest people on the street. The sword flash passed by and they were cut in half, leaving a broken body on the ground.

Hua Twelve continued to fight until daybreak. He flew in the sky and saw no living Japs in sight. Then he let his sword light fall on the Forbidden City and the Qianqing Palace.

Xiao Huang felt his aura and rushed over, but stopped a long way away: "How many people have you killed? It's so evil that I don't even dare to get close!"

Hua Twelve laughed: "I didn't kill anyone, I just killed a lot of animals. I'm leaving. I'm leaving Sijiu City. Will you come with me?"

Xiao Huang pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly: "No, my temple is here, where else can I go? Besides, I'm used to living here!"

Hua Twelve nodded: "See you later!"

Without further ado, he rose up with his sword and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Xiao Huang opened his mouth: "You can try to persuade me a few more times, maybe I will agree, and now no one will buy roast chicken!"

However, Hua Twelve did not have that spare time, so he returned to Guanghe Building with his sword again, planning to spend a sum of money to dismiss Na Kun's men.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he landed, he heard someone calling him: "Boss Cheng"

As soon as Hua Twelve turned his head, he saw that everyone invited by the little devil had left. Only Fourth Master Yuan was left, looking at him with excitement and saying:

"What you did today is very pleasing to the people, very pleasing to the people. By the way, we have unified the narrative and said that these little devils were all killed by the appearance of the third prince of the Eight-Armed Nezha City. They have nothing to do with you, and they will save you a moment of happiness and inconvenience. Dear!"

Hua Twelve was slightly stunned, his heart moved, and he immediately clasped his fists gratefully and said, "Thank you very much!"

"You're welcome, why don't you leave quickly? What are you doing when you come back?"

Hua Twelve stated his purpose, and Fourth Master Yuan patted his chest and promised:

"Don't worry, these people have been entrusted to me, and they will be arranged for you!"

Hua Twelve thanked him again, and just as he was about to leave with his sword, he turned back and took out a bottle of 'Snow Ginseng and Jade Cicada Pills': "We say goodbye today. I don't know if we can see each other again in the future, so I can't thank you. This bottle Fourth Master keeps the elixir, one pill can increase your life span by one year, it’s a token of Dieyi’s kindness!”

After saying that, he put the medicine bottle into Mr. Yuan's hand. Without waiting for the other party to say anything, he clasped his fists. The next moment, he released his flying sword, stepped on it, and headed towards the outskirts of Beijing.

Fourth Master Yuan's words reminded Hua Twelve. He went to find a cliff on the mountain near Sijiucheng and used his flying sword to cut a ten-meter-high boulder down.

Then he packed it with space and returned to the city. He threw the big stone in the open space and wrote a line with a flying sword, which means Nezha, the murderer. If the devils take revenge on the people, the third prince will flatten the ghost capital of Japan and capture him alive. The king of ghosts in the East has skin cramps and has absolutely no luck. Don't call him the great god of the Three Tanhai Society. He is not predicting what he said!

After carving the characters, he directly found a few corpses of the Japanese and dyed the big characters he carved red with the blood of the Japanese. Feeling that the evil spirit was so strong that it was enough to act as a deterrent, he laughed and rose into the sky, a sword light reaching high in the sky. , after making a circle over Sijiu City, he headed south.

In the future, there will be poems praising what he did today: The green snake in his sleeve is courageous, killing ghosts and gangsters, and beheading monsters. If a sword shines, a hundred thousand ghost soldiers will be dead!

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