Three thousand crows kill

Chapter 1 Prologue Glazed Fire

On the night of parting, there was no moon, and it was so dark that it made people feel hopeless.

The strong wind slapped the wooden window recklessly, and a piece of window paper was torn. It has not been repaired in time, and I am afraid that no one will repair it in the future.The wind shuttled through the hole, making a weeping sound.

The maid Aman put the last piece of clothing into her bag, and raised her head anxiously towards the door.Di Ji was standing in the courtyard, her long hair was blown wildly into curls, her embroidered long sleeves were like a pair of wings waiting to be broken.

She walked over hesitantly, put the heavy cloak on Di Ji's thin shoulders, and whispered: "Princess, it's time, let's go."

Di Ji nodded, and stretched out her white hands from her long sleeves, pointing at the pink, white and reddish garden, and said softly, "Aman, look, the begonias are all in bloom. Father, queen, and mother will never see each other again."

Aman said softly: "Princess, you are still young, don't think so much. Let's go quickly."

Di Ji quietly looked at the pink petals all over the ground, and the wind rolled them up, throwing them into her arms like snowflakes.It was obviously the weather in May, but it suddenly turned cold. The tender and tender crabapple that had just bloomed could not withstand the wind and rain, drooped a large area, and left the branch miserably, committing itself to the soil.

"Aman, the country is destroyed, why don't you say I can't guard it with my father and the others until death? Shouldn't I stay?"

Aman was almost about to cry, and forced a smile: "The princess is only 14 years old, and she will have a long life in the future. The emperor and queen only hope that you will live your life in peace."

Di Ji shook her head slowly, turned around and held a withering crabapple in her palm, and carefully put it into her purse.

"Aman, can I take a look here again?" Di Ji asked in a low voice.

Aman secretly wiped away tears, tremblingly said: "Okay... Let's see again..."

Before he finished speaking, a meteor-like flame suddenly flashed across the air, and with a sharp whistling sound, it fell straight towards the palace.With a bang, the glazed tiles on the roof of Diji's Jinfang Palace shattered, and the glazed tiles fell like rain, mixed with tiles and dust.

Aman screamed: "They are going to set fire to the imperial city! Princess! If you don't leave, it will be too late!"

Without waiting for Diji's answer, Aman grabbed her arm and dragged desperately towards the secret path behind the palace.

Di Ji was thin and slender, running against the wind, stumbled and almost fell down.The thorns and branches of the mountain path stretched randomly, and there was a bloodstain on the face.Her face was covered with sweat, and suddenly she couldn't help but look back, there were countless meteor-like brilliant fire lights in the sky, falling in the imperial city.

It was as if a fire was burning in the glass, and the imperial city became crystal clear in the flames, and it was about to melt.

Accompanied by the meteor-like rain of fire that fell into the imperial city, there were also countless strange birds two or three people tall, with crimson heads that looked like a puddle of blood.The shrill cries in the imperial city were carried to the ears by the strong wind, and Aman couldn't bear it any longer, and knelt on the ground crying bitterly, covering his face.

That is the red-headed ghost, a demon that eats people.

Thin blood slipped from the corner of Di Ji's lips, she bit her lips tightly, the huge pain in her body almost smashed her into pieces.As if she couldn't take it anymore, she suddenly shook off Aman's hand and rushed down the mountain.

After running a few steps, Aman dragged her desperately from behind and hugged her.The branch broke off the ground, and Di Ji was shaking like a wounded little animal, her body and face were covered with mud.

She didn't know how long she struggled, and she gradually lost her strength.A huge emptiness and fear rose from the deepest part of her soul. She thought she would die, but she couldn't die; she opened her mouth to cry, but she could only pant intermittently.

She must watch helplessly tonight that everything she owns is destroyed, her soul is cut to pieces, she cannot be weak, and cannot turn back.

Aman felt that the strength of the struggle in her arms was gradually weakening, and Di Ji lay in her arms, not moving any more.She wiped her tears vigorously, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, brushed away Di Ji's hair, and wiped off the mud on her face.

In the light of the fire, Di Ji's face was as pale as a ghost, and the once delicate and lively expression was now only in a trance and gloomy.She closed her eyes tightly, her thick long eyelashes trembling, and after a long, long time, a huge teardrop rolled down from inside.

When the sky was about to dawn, Di Ji woke up.

"Aman, let's go." She didn't cry anymore, her tone was flat, but her eyes were bloodshot.

Aman looked at her worriedly: "Princess, let me carry you. Take a rest."

Di Ji shook her head, took out two white papers from her sleeve, bit her fingertips to bleed blood on them, and then threw them on the ground, the white papers instantly turned into two horses.

She turned on the horse, and as soon as she lifted the rein, the steed immediately neighed loudly.

"Go down the mountain and find a place to stay."

Seeing her calm expression, Aman felt a hidden worry in his heart, hesitantly said in a low voice: "Princess...you...what are you thinking?"

Di Ji turned her head and smiled at her, with dimples on her cheeks, reflecting the blue morning light, she seemed to have become the soft and charming little princess again.

"Aman, don't worry, I will live on." Live until the damn day.

The horse spread its hooves and headed down the mountain.

"Princess, where are we going?"

"Go to a place where there is no war yet."

(End of this chapter)