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date="2021-11-25"

title="Section 66"

weight="152220"

series = ["General’s Gown"]

mode = "manual"

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Looking at Helian Rongchuan from a different place, he hesitated and said: "Little Langjun, you...but the surname Helian?"

"Bold, did you call the name of our Dongyun imperial family casually?" nine gold scolded at the side.

"It's really you? It's really you?" The old lady was so excited, she looked at Helian Rongchuan's face in disbelief, and two lines of tears rolled down: "Great, boy, we finally found you. !"

Helian Rongchuan clutched the old lady's arm tightly, and a wave of uneasiness and anxiety that he had never felt before passed in his heart:

"Who are you? Did Yan Changqing ask you to come? Why didn't he send you here himself? Did something happen to him?!"

Hearing the words "Yan Changqing", the little boy burst into tears with a "wow": "Big brother... he was killed by someone!"

Helian Rongchuan was in a daze, as if he was struck by lightning, before he suddenly reacted for a while, grabbed the boy's collar, his fingers trembled, and sternly said: "Who is your elder brother? You tell me clearly! !"

"My elder brother's last name... Last name is Yan..." The little boy was so frightened by Helian Rongchuan's sudden face, he said while struggling: "You must not bully me. Our Yan family are all generals. You are not allowed. bully me……"

Helian Rongchuan got cold all over, let go of the little boy, and he staggered two steps involuntarily and almost fell. Fortunately, he was supported by Jiujin.

"Don't talk nonsense. Master Yan is a war-god general with victorious battles, how could he die?" nine gold questioned.

The old lady shook her head, shedding tears. She looked at Helian Rongchuan with a shocked look, and knew that she had finally found the right person on this trip. She felt sad and happy in her heart, and she could not help but share the experience of these few days with Helian Rongchuan.

"...We originally planned to follow Changqing's instructions to keep going. Who knows that less than a day after we left, we heard the news of his death. There is a rumor that he was in a sudden illness, but it was less than a day. Can we say no, no? So we turned around and hid in a corner, seeing him personally buried in the outskirts of the city by the emperor, the old man..." The old lady said she was sad, crying, and beating her chest:

"... This good boy must be because of Ning Cheng's affairs, unable to pass the hurdle in his heart. Also for us, in order not to be humiliated, short-sighted... It was we who dragged him down, the damn it is us..."

"……died?"

Helian Rongchuan stared blankly at the Yan family in front of him like a puppet, his brain buzzing with the old lady's voice constantly echoing.

Ningcheng... a scam?

...Male queen...? ?

Helian Rongchuan looked straight at the howling people in front of him, but couldn't hear anything in his ears.

died?

The person he used his life to protect and cherish, died?

Helian Rongchuan stood there for a while, his eyes suddenly rounded, and a gleam of light flashed:

"Did you read it? You heard it wrong?"

As he said, he suddenly jumped up, the light in his eyes was more radiant, and he cut the line:

"You must be mistaken! He is not the only one with the last name Yan. He is only 21 years old. How could he die! He promised me that there will be a return date. He promised that I will come back. How could he not keep his promise? Yeah! You must have made a mistake, made a mistake!"

Helian Rongchuan spoke incoherently, and he spoke quickly, his tone becoming more and more determined. As he said, he carried the burden on his body and walked out the door:

"Jiujin, go and take them back to Pinecui Valley for a living placement. I will go to Yan Country to pick up Changqing. His family members are here, and he should be back!"

"Little Langjun, you can't go!" The old lady staggered forward and waved her hand:

"When we were leaving, Chang Qing specially asked us to tell you that we must tell you. He said that the people of Yan State are going to chase you and let you run for your life. Don't look back!"

Helian Rongchuan was in a daze again, twitching the corners of his mouth, and smiling softly: "So he is worried that someone will harm me? Well, I will go to him, as long as I stand in front of him with all my beards. I must rest assured."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the obstacles, he rode away like lightning, raising a piece of flying snow and sand.

"His Royal Highness!"

"Little Langjun..."

The exclamation behind him soon disappeared in the howling wind, and he could no longer hear him.

The heavy snow was raging and raging, the wind and snow mixed with ice ballast, and it cut Helian Rongchuan's face mercilessly like an invisible thin blade. Ling Ling's wind poured straight into his mouth and nose, almost out of breath. But Helian Rongchuan never stopped for a moment.

The sun rises and sets, and the scenery around me has changed and changed, from fields to villages, from mountains to rivers,

On the white ground, there was only a dark red figure walking against the wind.

Good horse, hurry up, hurry up, take me to see Changqing... He must be waiting for me, he must be waiting for me!

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the snowflakes are dancing and dancing in the wind, and it is almost impossible to see the way forward. Some days and nights in the wind and snow, the third horse that was about to be exhausted finally stopped. A frosty, almost frozen figure planted from the horse with a plop.

The well-behaved horse lowered his head and silently licked his master's frozen face with his warm tongue.

Helian Rongchuan snorted softly and slowly opened his eyes full of Shuangling.

Shengling.

The ground is above, the sky is below, and from the perspective of looking backwards, rows of obliquely flying hoisting flags come into view. The white silk and black cloth, the big word "Lien" eye-catchingly made people nowhere to hide, piercing one by one like a dagger into the eyes, almost bleeding and tears.

In Yan's internal chaos, even the newly built general mausoleum was hard to escape. The stone man and horse in front of the tomb fell to the ground, and the entrance to the mausoleum was blown up, making it a mess.

Helian Rongchuan didn't care much, stood up and staggered into the tomb. The stone path is long and narrow, without a trace of light, and can only hear the sound of his own breathing more and more rapidly. I don't know how long I have been walking, the two sides finally opened up, and it seemed that I had reached a spacious stone wall room. Helian Rongchuan took a deep breath and lit the Huozhezi in his hand.

The faint fire light illuminates the scene in front of us. This is a round main chamber. In the center of the tomb, there is a beautifully carved golden nanmu coffin.

At the moment the fire light lit up, Helian Rongchuan felt that the heart he had been hanging suddenly fell into the black abyss like a block of lead, and even his internal organs were torn apart by an extremely suppressed and fearful feeling. Being crushed, he just wanted to vomit uncomfortably.

Helian Rongchuan tried to endure the pain in his heart, step by step, step by step, step by step. He blinked, and gently touched the coffin with his fingers as if touching the face of his sweetheart, shaking his lips, and said:

"Changqing, I came to see you, let me see you, okay?"

He seemed to be waiting for an answer in a dazed manner. After waiting for a response, he stretched out his hand and tentatively pushed hard against the cover of the coffin.

With a dull sound, the heavy coffin was pushed open by a small crack!

Helian Rongchuan was taken aback. He really wanted to see Yan Changqing too eagerly. He didn't have time to think about why such a mausoleum coffin could be pushed away without tools. He just gritted his teeth, squeezed his strength, and pushed the coffin hard. The lid was pushed a few inches away again.

However, when the fire light entered the coffin, Helian Rongchuan was suddenly stunned.

——The coffin is actually empty! !

Helian Rongchuan couldn't believe his eyes, so he jumped into the coffin and fumbled around. It was really empty, and there was no hidden mezzanine.

People?

Helian Rongchuan's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

There is no one in the coffin. Does that mean-Yan Changqing is not dead yet? !

Unprecedented ecstasy hit his heart. Helian Rongchuan hurriedly wanted to jump off the coffin. Xu Shi was so excited that he was overjoyed and compassionate. He stomped on the air, knocked his knees on the corner of the coffin and fell off. But he didn't care much any more, only shaking his hands and trying a few times before finally lighting up two candles again, wanting to see if there were any traces of Yan Changqing left around.

The orange flame was faintly lit, and Helian Rongchuan looked at the floor of the dolmen and suddenly held his breath.

Sure enough, there are footprints on the ground. It's not one or two lines, but a mess.

Helian Rongchuan looked at the traces of his footprints, and at the end of the corner of the stone wall, the shadow of a man curled up appeared indistinctly!

who is it? !

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Long dream paid off three

It seems to have heard the sound of someone coming. The black shadow flickered, as if he wanted to run. Helian Rongchuan hurried after a few steps. The moment his fingertips were about to touch the corner of the back of the man, he suddenly stopped. NS.

The heart seemed to jump to his throat, and Helian Rongchuan's voice was uncontrollably excited: "Changqing, is that you? Don't be afraid, I am..."

The captured black shadow turned around tremblingly, his knees softened as soon as his gaze touched, and he fell to his knees with a plop, and kept kowtow:

"The adults are forgiving, the adults are forgiving, the little ones dare no more, never dare anymore!!!"

The candlelight was brighter again. Helian Rongchuan's heart sank again.

In the dim light, he finally saw the person in front of him. It was the face of a completely strange man. His clothes were shabby, his face and hands were covered with red frostbite, and his small bean-like eyes were dodging, he was obviously terrified.

Helian Rongchuan grabbed the man by the neckline: "Who are you!"

"Spare... forgive me!" The man was strangled, his face flushed red, and desperately struggling, he even dropped out the baggage he was carrying. With a few crisp sounds of "crash," the stuff in the bag was scattered all over the floor, and it turned out to be a few shovels, crowbars, axes, saws, etc., and a jade pendant.

Tomb thief!

Helian Rongchuan saw that the jade pendant was what Yan Changqing was carrying with him, and he was taken aback. The man took the opportunity to break free, turned and fled, but he didn't run two steps, and suddenly his back was hit hard, and he fell to the ground unexpectedly, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Spare... Your lord, please!" The man screamed and his neck was severely choked by Helian Rongchuan's hand.

"Little thief, where did your jade pendant come from?!" Helian Rongchuan's eyes were bleeding red, like a ghost of hell, gritted his teeth and said:

"What about people? Where did the others go?!"

"People, who? I don't know, I... I don't know anything!"

The tomb thief stammered, his eyes dodged like a mouse. Helian Rongchuan's eyes sank, he pulled his collar and slammed to the ground, a sharp knife whirled in his palm, and pierced it-

"Do not!!!!"

The sharp point of the knife stopped less than a few centimeters away from the man's eyeballs.

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll take your skin alive and goug your eyeballs to feed the dog."

"I said I said!"

The tomb thief was so frightened that he peeed his pants, but he didn't even dare to blink his eyes. He tremblingly lay on the ground and said: "The adult is forgiving, the adult is forgiving. What a damaging job! This tomb door was blown up by someone else, and everything was stolen by the soldiers guarding the tomb and the thieves in front. When I came, I only had this coffin. I was really wronged. !"

Helian Rongchuan snorted coldly, his eyes faintly picked up the iron saw that fell from the side, and lay it across the tomb thief's neck: "Your saw is very sharp, do you want to try it?"

Speaking to press down, the sharp serrations instantly pressed a blood red on the skin of the grave thief's neck. Just go a little further down and you can cut your throat.

"Don't-don't!" The tomb thief screamed with fright, his head was sweating, his teeth trembled: "When the little one came here, there was really nothing worthwhile, that's...I looked at the coffin as golden nanmu. It's worth some money, I want to use a saw to cut a few dollars and sell it for a living..."

"What about this jade pendant? This jade pendant is a personal thing I gave him. He has never been willing to leave, so how can he be in your hands!"

"I...I..." The tomb thief was speechless, and looked at Helian Rongchuan's cold as frost face tremblingly. He knew that this time the tomb thief had really run into someone more difficult than a ghost, so he had to tell the truth. To be honest:

"This jade pendant...I touched it from the corpse..."

corpse?

Helian Rongchuan's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt that his heart was filled with a dull pain that almost made him breathless, and the pain made him almost speechless.

"Then where is his... body?"

"exist"

The tomb thief hesitated, knowing that he would not be let go if he didn't explain honestly at this time, so he had to say cowardly and cowardly: "The adults don't know, we have rules in this business. There is nothing else, that is. This is the most damaging virtue of taking other people’s coffin wood. In order to prevent being killed by lonely ghosts, our ancestors confessed to us. The corpse is violent. So..."

The voice of the tomb thief became smaller and smaller, shaking in fear:

"So before I took the golden nanmu, I pried the lid of the coffin, carried the one inside out, and buried it in a nearby mass grave——ahhhhh!!!"

The tomb thief let out a scream, caught Helian Rongchuan off guard with a heavy punch, and fell to the ground without time to turn over, and then he received the second and third punches... Helian Rongchuan's forehead swelled with blue veins and stared. The blood-red eyes, without paying attention to the rules, were all brute force fists hitting the tomb thief again and again. The tomb thief had no time to dodge, and he was beaten with bleeding from his nose and mouth after a few strokes. He screamed again and again. Suddenly he became wise and screamed:

"Kill me, who will lead you to find the buried place!"

As soon as the voice fell, the fist that was about to hit him suddenly stopped in the air.

Everything quieted down suddenly, only one ticking of water dripping down the stone wall could be heard. The air seemed to be condensed into ice and snow, and the sharp icy ball pierced people's throats.

Helianrongchuan's back leaned against the icy frosted stone wall, and slowly and slumped to the ground.

"Take me and find him."

The cold stars are few, the cold moon is clear, the thin and sharp branches are motionless like cast iron, only large tracts of withered grass are trembling in the north wind. Hundreds of large and small graves undulated on the silent wasteland, and under the cover of heavy snow, a faint blue and white appeared.

The tomb thief walked deep and shallow in the snow, squinting his eyes as he walked, and looking at the graves in front of him one by one with a torch. Obviously it is cold and winter, but his forehead is constantly sweating. And the invisible oppression radiated by the tall and majestic man behind him became heavier and heavier, making him almost like a thorny back.

The world is in such a mess? The tomb thief couldn't help but slap his tongue: If haven't seen you for two days, there are so many new graves in this mass grave! ! This... how can this be good?

I don't know how long he has been walking, the thin tomb thief with a blue nose, swollen face and a bowed back suddenly stopped.

The snow-hardened blade was close to the tip of sweaty nose, the tomb thief swallowed his dry throat, and looked at Helian Rongchuan in fear and guilty conscience.

"Big...sir?"

"You have taken me around here three times." Helian Rongchuan said: "Where is he?!"

"I... I don't know..."

"do not know?"

The cold murderous aura that came to the face made the tomb thief plop and fell to the ground with a thud, shaking like chaff, crying:

"The night before yesterday, I really buried people in this field. Although I didn't...I didn't have time to erect the monument, but at that time, there were not so many grave heads, so it was easy to find. But who knows how to die in these two days? With so many people buried here indiscriminately, it happened that there was a heavy snowfall. You see, there are not a few tombstones on these graves, and they all look the same after a heavy snowfall. I really can’t tell. Which one is you looking for..."

Helian Rongchuan said nothing. The cold silver brilliance of the snowy ground shone on him, and in a daze, his face was pale and pale, but he was a little bit like a living person.

There are hundreds of unnamed graves underfoot, cold and dark,