MTL - Jun Jiuling-Chapter 787 Life and death and impermanence

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The crying under the hillside seemed to stop in an instant, only the snoring was tearing.

This is not because these filial sons and filial daughters are hired with money. This is because they broke into the soil.

People have already settled into the earth, and the people in the world will no longer retain them. They will no longer stay in the world, and they will end in life and wait for the next cycle.

"When are you going?" asked Miss Jun.

"When I passed the first seven." Fang Chengyu said with a smile.

Miss Jun gave him a look.

"Don't say that the grandmother and her aunt listened to unhappy words," she said, and she reached out and stroked the head of Fu Cheng.

Fang Chengyu did not refute, and the well-behaved response was.

"Nine-year-old, you will not leave you, you will return to Beijing," he said.

"The things in Beijing are not solved in a moment." Miss Jun said, "And there are Ning Xiao adults."

Fang Chengyu snorted, licking his mouth and holding his fingers down.

"Ning brother is really amazing," he said.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Chengyu is also very powerful." She said, "You are all powerful, more powerful than me, I can meet you, I am so lucky."

She said serious and sincere.

Fang Chengyu looked up and smiled at her.

“Some people say that force is relative,” he said.

This is what she told him, and this is what the teacher said to her.

Miss Jun grinned.

“So?” she asked.

"You think it is luck to know us. Then, are we lucky to know you?" Fang Chengyu said. "You think we are amazing, maybe because we know you, we are very powerful."

Is this a reason? Miss Jun laughed and said nothing.

"How could it be awkward!" Fang Chengyu said, pointing his finger at himself. "If it wasn't for you that cured my illness, could I have a chance to become so powerful?"

Miss Jun laughed and smiled again.

"You are right." She nodded seriously and said nod.

Fang Chengyu also smiled and looked at Miss Jun.

"And no worse than anyone," he said. "I think I am more fortunate."

Miss Jun snorted at him.

"I didn't die, I got a new life." Fang Chengyu said, "But some people are still dead but still have no new life."

Miss Jun watched him not talking.

Some people refer to Chu Jiuling.

Chu Jiuling died, living with a new name and new identity, but she is still Chu Jiuling, carrying the hatred of Chu Jiuling, shouldering the unfinished responsibility of Chu Jiuling and living the life of Chu Jiuling.

"I hope that no matter what kind of person, you can live a new look." Fang Chengyu said earnestly.

Miss Jun looked at him and nodded.

"It will be." She smiled and nodded seriously. "Required."

She did not ask him why he said this, and did not ask Fang Chengyu to see that her identity was not. For them, these were not necessary.

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The wind in the early summer blew the dust and immediately returned to calm.

No one came to the road, there was no tea shed under the trees, and no one was resting.

There was a quiet between the heavens and the earth, until two or three rides guarded a car and drove, and the dust was flying.

"Master, there is a village in front." A family member immediately said loudly.

The cough in the carriage was suspended.

"Then go to the bowl of water and drink." There was an old voice in the car.

This village should have been very prosperous. It can be seen from the fertile fields that are surrounded by it. At this time, the crops in the fields are full, but they are tumultuous, with no one to care for.

Looking at the people who have no work in the field, the village in front is also quiet as no one.

But when their horses and horses just stepped on the path leading to the village, two people jumped out of the crop field and held their hands.

"What?" they shouted.

The people here are shocked, and it is only after seeing that the two villagers are dressed up.

"We are passing, we want to drink water," they said busy.

The two villagers looked at them and did not let go of their gimmicks and did not let them go.

"You are not the accent here." A villager said with vigilance.

"Fellow, we are in Zhangzhou." Jiading said busy, "This is not a disaster by the Golden Thief, and escaped."

Zhangzhou is near the capital, and the villagers have taken up their guard.

"Then your life is still quite big, you can come to our Shandong here." A villager said.

"Don't run, I don't know how to run inside, there are golden thieves everywhere." Jia Ding sighed, his face was frightened, and he was shocked all the way. "It is not easy for us to get here."

The people who are carrying are not running away, or they are killed when they meet the Jin people. Only those people are left with them.

"But our village does not allow outsiders to enter." Another villager interrupted their chills and said with a rough voice.

The carriage was picked up, and an old man covered his mouth and nose with one hand and handed out a purse in one hand.

"Fellow, give you some money, it is convenient to drink a bowl of clean hot water, take a rest and go." He said, coughing.

The two villagers looked over, and the old man seemed to be afraid of being seen once and twisted at the beginning, and the cough was even worse.

Maybe it is ill?

"At this time, who still cares about money..." said a villager.

"Well, you are waiting here." Another villager couldn't bear to see the old man coughing and said, "I am going to get some water from the village."

Speaking and waving.

"Don't want your money, money is not allowed."

He said that he turned and ran to the village.

The old man is not polite, and the money bag is directly taken back.

"Master, after this time, we will be able to get home." Jia Ding whispered, rather than comforting the old man, it is better to comfort himself.

This road is too difficult to surpass his imagination.

I didn't expect the Jin people to be so ferocious. I didn't expect the Jinren army horses to be like locusts. I didn't expect them to think that many people were vulnerable to these killing wolves.

It’s terrible. What’s even more frightening is that in the face of such a golden man, Cheng Guogong could not die for so many years.

"It's good to be at home. When the days are too peaceful, let's go back to Beijing."

The voice of the old man in the ear sounded.

However, is the capital still going back? The family was uneasy, after all, they lied to squat and ran...

"As long as you are kneeling down, you can go back." The old man covered his mouth and said, although his face was awkward, his eyes were fixed.

They whispered, and the villagers on the side were not alert, and they cocked their ears to hear the words.

"There are squats in the capital, and the golden thief will be able to defeat." The villager said loudly.

When the voice fell, I heard the screams in the village, followed by the horseshoe rush.

"The golden thief came to the golden thief."

This movement is quiet and the people on the road are shocked.

"How come there are gold people here?" Jiading shouted.

In the line of sight, there have been a team of more than a dozen people who have galloped. They came from the village, and the smoke behind them was boiling and people shouted.

"Run fast." The family immediately turned the carriage back.

But the villagers over there jumped into the fields and ran to the depths of the dense crops.

"Don't be afraid of being chased by the Golden Soldier. Let's get off the road. It's okay to run to both sides..." He did not forget to turn back and shout.

But the few family members simply ignored his words and guarded the carriage and hurriedly ran on the road.

Where did their horses and horses run through the Jinbing, they were quickly caught up.

Listening to the beast-like screams behind them, it was the nonsense they couldn't understand. The family members were pale and white, and they just had to raise their swords and guns. The huge impact behind them has arrived.

Several family members fell to the ground as if they were swallowed by the flood, and the carriage was not spared.

The old man was dizzy, and it seemed that the sky was covered at the top of his head. He subconsciously reached out.

"I am Huang Cheng, I know you Yu Daren...." he shouted.

He said Hu language, but it was a step later. The long sickle had fallen. His whole person was picked up, slipped over an arc and landed on the side of the road. His family members were like this. The thorns in the lower spurs open.

"I seem to hear this person say our words..." A Jinbing said, looking at the old man who was thrown aside, looked a little hesitant.

"Don't worry, it's important to escape." Another Jinbing shouted, urging the horse to move forward.

The Jin Bing no longer hesitated, looked back and saw the murderous slashing of the slashing man, and the face was covered with fear.

A group of people rushed forward with a bit of rush.

After a while, the smoke and the rolling people shouted the horses, and another team came from the rigorous soldiers, but when they saw the horses, the villagers who hid in the fields did not run again, but ran back with joy.

"You are shocked by the fellow." The chief officer shouted.

"We are still safe." The villager shouted, pointing at the roadside with a blank look. "It is these passers-by..."

Zhou Bing looked at him and saw four or five people lying on the side of the road. One was still twitching, the other was still motionless, and blood was flowing under him.

"It’s said that it’s all the way to escape.” The villager shook his head in grief. “I didn’t expect...”

"See no." The officer looked solemn and solemn, facing the soldiers behind him. "Why should we persist in pursuing these golden soldiers in order to prevent them from harming the people. If we do not clear these remnants, we do not know how many people will suffer." ""

The soldiers are in unison.

The official will have to turn over and look at the deceased. There is a lot of noise in front of him. Everyone looks up, but sees the sky as a cloud.

"Adult, you see, it is the Northland reinforcements." An officer shouted in surprise.

"Adults are the people of the country." The other shouted as the flag came.

I heard the words of Cheng Guogong, not to mention the excitement of the officers and men, the whole village is boiling up, and there are countless men, women and children in the village that was originally empty.

"The country is coming!"

"We don't have to be afraid!"

"Go to meet the country!"

Looking at the jubilant villagers, the officers and men no longer stay.

"First cover the corpse." The officer will go on the horse, not forgetting to say, and look at the dead who can't see the face on the ground. "A young age, let's bury it when you get there."

Of course, the villagers have no objections. At the moment, some people have put a mat on them to cover these people. After doing this, they will welcome them in the direction of the founding of the country.

Noisy, the corpses on the side of the road looked extraordinarily bleak.

The villagers who have gone slowly can't help but sigh.

"Sin," he said, with hate. "This is the sin of the golden thief."

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The people who heard the name of the founding of the country along the road were happy, but the people of the capital, especially the officials of the court, were a little embarrassed except for their joy.

After all, everyone who has left Guogong has not forgotten.

The counter-thief escaped.

This is not a small crime, there must be a saying.

Some officials have suggested that they should be guilty of sin, but they have been denied by the founding fathers.

"I am not guilty of sin."

I haven't seen it for a long time, but the elegant and elegant Cheng Guogong slowly stood in front of the main hall and looked at the officials in front of him.

"This is a fortune."

what?

How is this related to His Majesty?

How did it become far-sighted?

What is it? What are you thinking about?

The officials frowned and looked at Cheng Guogong.

What happened recently has become more and more bizarre and ridiculous. Everyone has a little reaction.

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(Yesterday was too embarrassing... I’m going to take it for the time being, I’m hesitant to write the ending, I’ll try it out.)