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The wind blows from the sky, and the wind blows through the clouds. The clouds are dark, covering the brilliance of the moon. A large shadow is cast from the sky, covering the huge Jiangzhou City.
Boom!
The sound of the midnight watch came from the street, and it was already the second watch.
At this time, the city of Jiangzhou had fallen into silence, and most of the people were sleeping with lights on. Due to the widespread disaster and the city's closure, the night market was also in ruins, in disgrace, and dispersed very early.
The gentle summer wind blew the garbage on the street, making a rustling sound.
At this moment, dark shadows appeared, and at least a dozen shadows appeared ghostly, as if they were playing a martial arts movie. They all flew over the walls and flew towards the same direction silently——
That direction is exactly the Chen family on the east end of the street.
…
The lights were still on in the Chen family, the red candles were burning high, and the candles were weeping like flowers.
I picked a red hijab with a wedding scale and drank Hexin wine. Even a fool would understand what happened next.
Chen Jianchen was not a fool, but he did not rush to take off Lu Xiyue's clothes. Instead, he quietly admired the bride's appearance by candlelight.
Looking at the beauty under the lamp, she is half hazy and half real, not to mention that Lu Xiyue is a charming beauty. Her crescent eyebrows are curved, and her eyelashes are long and dense, and they are slightly drawn down to cover her two eyes.
Being looked at by Chen Jianchen scorchingly, Lu Xiyue felt shy, lowered her head and said in a low voice: "My lord, it's getting late."
——Now that the great gift has been accomplished, I have to change my name to Xianggong.
Chen Jianchen smiled: "There is no rush, it's a long night. There's plenty of time. Well, to save our appointment, why don't you come and grind the ink for Mr. Xian. I suddenly feel inspired and want to write a calligraphy."
Lu Xiyue was startled for a moment, but then she was relieved. Her husband was originally a scholar, and it was a normal thing for him to become passionate about poetry during the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber. Composing poems and expressing emotions could actually add to the fun. He walked over lightly and took the inkstone.
Ink block, roll up your long sleeves, and rub them gently.
The aroma of the body mixed with the unique ink fragrance makes people smell it and feels refreshed.
"Red sleeves add fragrance" probably comes from this.
While grinding the ink, Lu Xiyue occasionally turned her face to Chen Jianchen, showing a somewhat shy and charming smile - raising the case and raising eyebrows, the husband sang and his wife followed. In the room, she helped the husband sharpen the ink and helped him write quickly. This was just right.
It is a state of life that she has always dreamed of.
Now that my long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, my whole body feels softened by the overwhelming feeling of happiness.
After a while, the ink was completed.
Chen Jianchen spread out the paper and began to think deeply.
Lu Xiyue watched from the side and felt a little surprised. Her husband's expression was a bit strange... But she didn't ask, for fear of disturbing her husband's thoughts. She just stood quietly, waiting for the moment to write.
Fortunately at this moment, she didn't have to wait long.
Chen Jianchen raised his right hand, held the pen with his slender fingers, and wrote eight big characters on the white paper in one breath: Auspicious luck, peace at home!
It's not an impromptu poem. It's in the format of a banner hanging at home.
Lu Xiyue was a talented woman, and she immediately understood the meaning of these eight words. The meaning was very good, but when it was written in this scene, it was a bit out of place.
After changing the paper, Chen Jianchen picked up the pen again, and what he wrote this time finally became a poem: "There are floating clouds in the sky, the setting sun is slanting over the green mountains; I am riding the waves on the East Sea, watching the fish and turtles leisurely."
This poem is a lyrical poem with a fresh and open artistic conception and a unique mind. It should be a good poem. The problem is that it is the wedding night, what is the purpose of what Chen Jianchen wrote?
Lu Xiyue was confused and worried.
What she was worried about was that Chen Jianchen was too bookish.
Speaking of nerds, Lu Xiyue had heard some jokes before at Yongniaolou. One of them was: There was a scholar who didn't know anything, encouraged by his companions, to come to a brothel and ask a girl to spend the night. But when the girl took off her clothes
When he was just in bed, the scholar didn't know what to do. He simply sat on the edge of the bed with a book in his hands and stared at the girl stupidly. The whole night passed without even farting.
Chen Jianchen's current behavior seemed to move closer to that nerd.
On the wedding night, they had lifted their headscarves and drank a glass of wine, so they should have slept together. Unexpectedly, he actually said that he was very interested in poetry and wanted to write poems. It didn't matter. The key was that the written words and poems were related to
The situation is completely inappropriate.
Lu Xiyue couldn't help biting her red lips, and she couldn't figure it out: The impression Chen Jianchen gave her all this time had nothing to do with being a nerd, so why did she end up like this at the critical moment?
Could it be that he disliked himself and therefore made excuses not to consummate the marriage with him? Or maybe the husband had little experience and didn’t know how to proceed?
All kinds of thoughts were confused and confused.
…
The clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, the moon became dimmer and dimmer, and before I knew it, the wind became stronger.
The thick black shadow finally arrived outside Chen's house. No one was around and everything was quiet. Only one room in Chen's house had a light on.
Each of these black figures was wearing tight-fitting black night clothes and a face scarf. The leader was tall and had fierce eyes. He suddenly whispered: "After entering, kill them all except the bride. No one will be left alive."
All the men in black nodded immediately.
Whoosh whoosh!
Like a big bird, they leaped into the courtyard. They all moved quickly and fiercely, divided into three teams, and rushed toward the inner hall.
From the outer courtyard to the inner hall, if you take a big step, the distance is only about ten steps, and you can easily reach it. If you use Qinggong, you can cross it in just two clicks.
However, the scene that happened next made all the people in black feel unbelievable and even horrified.
They performed Qing Kung at extremely high speeds. However, no matter how they rushed forward, they could not reach the door of the inner hall which was very close at hand. It was like there was an invisible force between the two parties, making it impossible to reach them forever.
Can't reach the other side.
This, what's going on?
Everyone looked at each other and turned pale with shock. A thought emerged uncontrollably in their hearts: Something bad happened!
"Walk!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader made a decisive decision and gave the order to retreat. However, when they wanted to go out the same way, they suddenly discovered that the wall behind them was like an inner hall and could no longer be jumped over.
what to do?
More than ten people were in panic. Even though they were all evil men who traveled around the world and killed people without blinking an eye, they couldn't help but panic when they encountered an accident like this that couldn't be explained by common sense.
"Who is it? Who is pretending?"
The situation was so weird that Song Chong, the leader, could no longer hide his whereabouts and shouted loudly.
The sound of shouting was like thunder, but when it spread out, it was like water droplets falling into the sea, without any reaction at all.
The atmosphere was ghostly and oppressive, making people feel frightened. Song Chong broke out in cold sweat, and suddenly felt that it was a huge mistake to lead the brothers to kill people and steal the bride this time.
"Sir, this is a magic formation that can be broken with child's urine!"
At this time, Zhang Ziran, the military advisor beside him, shouted loudly.
Song Chong glared at him fiercely: "Do you understand that this is a Taoist formation?"
Zhang Ziran said with a bitter face: "I have heard of it before."
Song Chong immediately said: "Then why don't you take off your pants quickly?"
"Ah, to be honest with you, I am no longer a boy..."
Song Chong shouted angrily: "You are no longer a boy, so do you think we will still be? What else can we do? Think of it quickly."
Zhang Ziran swallowed hard and complained in his heart: This time I wanted to use Song Chong's power to deal with Chen Jianchen, but now it seems that I am afraid that I will take advantage of the east wind to burn him back... Who would have thought that Chen Jianchen would have such a method?
If he had known earlier, he would have stayed as far away as possible. How could he have dared to hold hatred in his heart?
After searching for a long time, an idea flashed in his mind, and he slapped his thigh: "You can break it with blood!"
——The blood contains vitality and the aura is strong, which is a means to break the spell.
Song Chong asked: "Is it really possible?"
Zhang Ziran said hurriedly: "Absolutely, if it doesn't work, I'll leave it up to you."
Song Chong laughed ferociously: "Well, I will deal with you now." He caught him in the chest, raised the knife and dropped it, and a severed arm flew out, blood spurting out.
Sizzle...
The fresh blood was stimulated and hit the surroundings, causing a slight abnormal sound in the invisible air.
Sure enough, there was a reaction!
Song Chong was overjoyed and raised his knife again to chop off Zhang Ziran's other arm.
Zhang Ziran was horrified. He never thought that he would be folded here in a daze. Before he could even cry out, huge pain occurred and his whole body was forever shrouded in darkness.
Blood splashed everywhere, some of it splashed on Song Chong's body, and his face looked even more ferocious. However, the surrounding situation did not change much, it was just that he could see it more clearly.
More blood is needed!
Song Chong opened his eyes wide and looked at his subordinates.
Those tough men backed away like an electric shock, for fear that the next knife would hit them. Ants are greedy for life, let alone people? They don't want to be bloodletted.
Even if it’s the boss’s order!
kill!
It didn't take long before a fratricidal fight that was destined to happen took place vigorously. In the end, everyone around him fell in a pool of blood. Song Chong, who was bloody and injured, finally used his blood to break out of the way.
After breaking through the trap of the Taoist formation, he suddenly realized that the place where he was was still a whole street away from the Chen family.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, he suddenly wanted to laugh, laugh at all this absurdity. Suddenly, a light appeared in front of his eyes, as bright as a needle and as sharp as a sword.
laugh!
The light passed through Song Chong's throat like lightning.
At the moment of falling, the last touch of consciousness was a very stubborn thought: Who is the enemy? Is it really the scholar Chen Jianchen?
But from the beginning to the end, Song Chong never regarded the other party as a suitable opponent. He only thought that he could easily completely obliterate Chen Jianchen by using rough and violent tactics. He was not afraid of anything. He was not afraid of anything.
Scholars with an official status? When a scholar encounters soldiers, he cannot explain why. When a scholar encounters thieves, he should wait for death.
This is obviously how it should be... (To be continued)