Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 287

The so-called little concubine Jiu'er alone, although he can handle it, still can't erase the calluses on the tiger's mouth that have been worn out from holding a knife all year round. The light and sensitive steps are not something a weak woman can have.

"You..." Gu Hanxun said with some inconceivable emotions: "You know everything..."

He didn't expect to keep Lian Qingcheng a secret for a long time, but he never thought that Lian Qingcheng would find out so quickly.

"Although I've thought about it, I'm not sure yet. Now I'm sure." Lian Qingcheng picked up the fruit on the small table and chewed.

"..." Gu Hanxun was still surrounded by Lian Qingcheng. After a pause, he sighed and asked, "Then don't you hate him?"

Lian Qingcheng looked up at Gu Hanxun again after chewing the fruit, and said firmly: "Hate, you don't discuss anything with me, just push me out like this. I am a human being, not raised by him." A cat and a dog."

Gu Hanxun raised his mouth, as if he wanted to say something for Ji Li, but was blocked by Lian Qingcheng.

"For whatever reason."

……

Lian Qingcheng choked back the words he was about to say, and the stalk stuck in his throat. This made Gu Hanxun extremely uncomfortable, so he had to look away and look outside through the crack of the window to ease his emotions.

I don't know how many days I walked in the direction of Bianyang. The more I walked, the more desolate the place became.

Slowly, some refugees began to appear along the road, dragging their families and walking in the opposite direction.

Lian Qingcheng listened to Yu and asked what happened.

At the very beginning, the group of refugees were still alienated and hostile to Tingyu, and even some courageous ones all looked at Tingyu's dry food bag.

After Ting Yu split open the tree as thick as a bowl, and untied the dry food bags and distributed nearly two-thirds of them, the group of refugees finally came to their senses.

"Who can tell now, where are you from?" Ting Yu asked loudly.

The group of refugees wolfed down the dry food, as if they were afraid that the dry food in their hands would be taken away by others.

It wasn't until someone finished eating that they choked their necks and said, "Bian Yang, most of us came from Bian Yang. The prince of the imperial court came to Bian Yang and increased the tax. If you can't pay the tax, you have to pay it." , almost none of those who went in came out alive, alas... there is no way... I can't survive..."

Ting Yu wanted to ask something, but heard Lian Qingcheng's voice from the carriage, "Ting Yu, let's go."

"Understood, Miss." Ting Yu hurriedly jumped into the carriage, and after thinking about it, he threw the dry food in his backpack to the group of refugees again.

The more the carriage drove forward, the more desolate the surroundings became, lifeless and desolate, and the bark on both sides had been pulled clean by the hungry refugees.

When it was dark, the three arrived in a small town.

Bang Bang Bang ~
Ting Yu knocked heavily on the door of the inn.

Xiao Er rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said angrily: "The store is full, go to another place."

"Second brother, it seems that there is only your inn in the town. Look at our group, we are full of travel and dust, so please make it easier for me." Ting Yu said to Xiao Er in a good-tempered manner.

Xiao Er raised his eyes to examine the three of them, then stepped aside, "Come in, come in."

He was still muttering: "If it weren't for seeing that there is a pregnant woman here, it would be strange for you to come in."

Xiao Er put down the folded bench, and after the three sat down firmly, he said, "The cooks in the shop are all asleep, and there is nothing to eat. Fortunately, I will serve a bowl of Yangchun noodles. You three are waiting."

Xiaoer made a gesture to leave, Lian Qingcheng spoke out first and left Xiaoer behind, "My little brother, I don't think your store is full, why did you just say...?"

Seeing Lian Qingcheng's benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, Xiao Er said, "Hey, business is not easy to do at night. If you look like this, you should go to Bianyang, right? I advise you, don't go, it's a depressed place now. So far, it is all thanks to the thing that Bian Yang ran out of."

"That thing?" Lian Qingcheng poured a glass of water to moisten his throat, "I don't know what the little brother is talking about?"

"Of course it's..." Xiao Er shuddered, "Of course it's that thing...that's...that's..."

Lian Qingcheng smiled, "Could it be a ghost?"

"Oh, my dear mother," Xiao Er was so frightened that she wanted to stop Lian Qingcheng's mouth immediately, "Madam, please don't say any more, there are old and young and there are young, I don't want to change." In short, you should not go to that place in Bianyang..."

Xiao Er waved his hands repeatedly, walked towards the back kitchen with a look of fear, and brought out three bowls of Yangchun noodles in a short while.

Before the bowl of noodles was finished, the door of the inn rang again.

dong~dong~dong~
When Xiaoer heard the knock on the door, he was so frightened that he hurriedly turned off all the lights in the store, "My ancestors, please don't make any noise..."

There were constant knocks on the door, and Xiao Er hid behind the cabinet and kept shaking.

It took about half an hour before the knock on the door stopped.

"Everyone, don't eat, I will take you back to your room to rest first." Xiaoer went up the stairs step by step, and before the three of them went upstairs, he had already opened two rooms, "Rest everyone, and my little one will leave. , leave..."

In the blink of an eye, the next day came. In the early morning, Lian Qingcheng was woken up by a loud noise. It turned out that the waiter was wiping something with a basin of water.

After washing up and going downstairs, what caught my eyes was countless bloody handprints, on the wall and on the door, all of them.

"Excuse me, everyone. There is nothing I can do about it. You saw it too..." The shop clerk pointed to the bloody handprints on the wall, and said, "That thing is really powerful. It is said that they all ran out from Bian Yang. , so everyone, go back..."

Gu Hanxun dipped a little bit of blood on the door with his finger, sniffed it lightly, and then took a deep look at Lian Qingcheng.

All the movements indicated one point, the prince has already started to experiment with poison soldiers here in Bian Yang, and I don't know what's going on with Zhuifeng...

This town is the closest town to Bianyang City. It should be busy in the morning, but the streets are bustling with people. Lian Qingcheng really can't imagine what kind of scene Bianyang City is now.

The three of them didn't dare to delay any longer, settled the bill and headed to Bianyang City.

Martial law had already begun in Bianyang City. General Long Yin, who was in charge of Bianyang's military power, couldn't stand Mo Lanshang's torture, and finally allocated heavy troops to guard the gate of the city.

Fortunately, Ting Yu had a waist card in his hand, and in the name of Prince Ji's Mansion, he easily entered the city.

The scene in the city was not much better than that outside the city. The porridge shed for the victims was full of people, waiting for the government to distribute porridge.

These people were all pale and emaciated, sitting weakly in the shade.

(End of this chapter)