Chapter 178 Chapter 178: Chaos in Xiaocheng (Eighteen) [Request for monthly tickets]
Different from Xiaocheng, which used to be peaceful and revelry, Xiaocheng now seems to be a bit like a troubled time. Every household was closed, and there were only a few pitiful lights in the entire city.
The entire city was silent except for the chirping of insects and the metallic sound of armor joints clashing. Gong Shuwu followed Chu Yao, and the two of them rushed straight to the butcher's house. There was no one in the formerly bustling night market, and the stalls were strewn about the roadside, making it look desolate.
As cold and hard as Gong Shuwu was, he couldn't help but sigh.
This is war.
Even if the enemy hasn't really invaded yet.
However, being quiet does not mean that the city is "dead". Dirty things happen all the time in invisible dark corners, such as robbery and murder. There were two dead bodies lying in the alley leading to the butcher's house, and their body temperature had not completely dissipated.
Gong Shuwu stepped on the blood puddle formed by the blood of the two corpses, leaving bloody footprints on the muddy and smelly road.
He said: "Oh, it's too late."
It would be better if it could be earlier.
Maybe the old man and the young man on the ground can save their lives.
Chu Yao looked calm and said expressionlessly: "It's useless to come too early. It's a good thing to see the King of Hell early."
These two people should be begging nearby. Beggar grandson.
Before the rebels came, they were as thin as a stick from hunger. But with the rebels attacking the city, the ordinary people themselves were in danger, let alone the kindhearted people who helped them.
An extra day of living is just one more day of suffering.
Gong Shuwu sighed softly when he heard this, and he agreed in his heart.
Obviously it’s a fallacy, but it’s perfectly appropriate now.
This shows how the world is...
No one spoke for the rest of the way.
Chu Yao was familiar with the road to the butcher's house, and he felt something bad as soon as he approached it. As a "rich family" among the people nearby, the butcher's home is neater and neater than that of his neighbors.
His wife and parents are both diligent and tidy people, and garbage is never piled up in front of his door. Anyone who splashes dirty water in front of his door will be pointed at and scolded for a long time. At this time, there was a mess in front of the door, and an unspeakable stench floated in the air.
The wooden door that had to be washed every now and then was split in half with some sharp weapon. Chu Yao stretched out his hand and pushed, and the remains of the wooden door fell to the ground with a clang. A string of long-dried blood stretched along the door to the house, and the hemp rope used to dry clothes in the yard was broken.
Chu Yao’s heart skipped a beat.
Change from walking slowly to walking quickly.
Gong Shuwu also hurriedly followed.
The same thought flashed through their minds -
Something happened!
The butcher’s house has four rooms in total.
It’s not big, you can search it in a short time. Apart from the messy furniture, there wasn't much left and no one alive. If there wasn't a string of blood outside the house, they could still comfort themselves. The butcher's family had received the news and hurriedly packed their bags and fled.
But——
Gong Shuwu looked at Chu Yao's back and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to comfort Chu Yao, but he swallowed the words when he reached his lips. It's useless to say anything now.
How can Chu Yao, as a teacher, bear the loss of two students at once, even if they have not been together for a long time?
The atmosphere is almost solid, making people breathless.
“Alas, my condolences...” Gongshu Martial Arts said.
Chu Yao's cheeks tightened, holding back his anger.
"What's the point of mourning?"
If something unexpected happened, would the murderer be kind enough to collect the bodies of the butcher's family? That pool of blood might also be from an animal...
In short -
If you want to see a person alive, you want to see a corpse if you die.
Chu Yao's hands hidden in his sleeves were slightly clenched into fists, and the nails that had not been trimmed for a while had grown out, leaving crescent marks on the palms of his hands. Although he said this, the ominous premonition became more and more intense.
He said: "Try to find people before the rebels attack."
If the rebels attack, the situation will be chaotic and trying to find a few people will be like looking for a needle in a haystack, with little hope.
Gong Shuwu said: "Then go and have a look at some nearby stores."
Whether he is fleeing or being killed, he can always find out something. Chu Yao was about to nod when they heard an extremely quiet sound on their ears - rustling, rustling, scratching, like fingernails scratching the wooden door. They looked at each other and looked for the sound.
The noise came from the corner of the woodshed.
They moved away the piled-up debris and finally found the source of the sound in the cracks, a dirty, balled-up thing. The eyes glowed strangely in the dark night.
Looking closer, it turned out to be a cat.
Chu Yao recognized it at a glance.
“Sushang!”
He lowered his voice.
Maybe after hearing the familiar name, the cat meowed weakly and let Chu Yao take it out obediently. This kitten is Su Shang. Qi Shan is worried that something will happen to the tax bank robbery. He is worried about staying in the bandit village. He keeps it with him for fear of causing trouble...
Coincidentally, Lin Feng likes it quite a lot.
So Lin Feng was asked to temporarily take care of Su Shang on his behalf.
As soon as Su Shang got into Chu Yao's hands, he couldn't wait to lick his fingers and palms, and let out an aggrieved and weak meow.
Compared with other raccoon slaves, the cat held in the palm of the hands by the poop shoveler Qi Shan is more clingy, coquettish and less afraid of animals.
Chu Yao: "..."
Even though he doesn't like cats that are unfamiliar to him, he was still softened by Su Shang's cry and poured it for him. I drank some water, soaked the dry food until soft, and gave it to it to eat.
Gong Shuwu also recognized that this was the precious cat raised by Qi Shan, and said: "It's a good sign to find this little guy..."
Chu Yao hummed absentmindedly.
However, that's the good news.
They found that the nearby neighbors were in the same situation as the butcher's house. Some houses had blood stains, some were clean, and some had signs of a scuffle. They couldn't find out anything about it.
The search scope has been expanded.
I only found two criminal gangsters in the alley. The territory of these two gangsters was at the other end of Xiaocheng, and I didn’t know the situation nearby.
Seeing that nothing came out of his question, Chu Yao winked at Gong Shuwu. The latter understood what he was saying and exerted force on his fingers.
Only a short whimper was heard, and the corpse's neck was twisted at a twisted angle, and it fell limply to the ground, making no sound at all.
"What should I do..."
Even after searching for the past midnight, there was still no clue.
When he was at a loss, Gong Shuwu discovered that there was a little more orange in the sky in the direction of the city gate. But after a while, the orange slowly expanded, blurred, and became more and more prosperous.
There were also faint killing cries.
Gongshu Wu's heart pounded: "The rebels outside the city are attacking the city again?"
Chu Yao shook his head: "It doesn't look like..."
If the rebels are attacking the city, they will scream. The sound should be clearer, and the orange fire was ignited in the wrong position. It seemed like something happened to the location of the rebel camp!
As Chu Yao judged, Xiaocheng's wall was fine.
However, it does have something to do with them.
To be precise, it is with Shen Tang.
After they finished dealing with Yan Cheng, they wanted to join Chu Yao and the others as soon as possible, but they encountered an accident on the way.
The two saw a group of rebels escorting a batch of grain and grass passing by.
Originally I planned to avoid it, but——
If I can’t stand the enemy, I have to kill him enthusiastically!
It’s okay not to mention the unlucky and disgusting monthly ticket list for October.
[About the slowdown of the pace and the change of the plot]:
Some readers mentioned it before when we were raising pigs and drafting pigs. Recently, there have been many more voices asking for good plots.
I admit that there are problems in this area. In fact, no novel can avoid this problem. However, the recent updates have been slow and the flaws seem to be more serious. However, I still need to explain that raising pigs is part of the farming operation, and it is also day-to-day. In the future, there will not only be raising pigs, but also silkworms, textiles, dyeing, land and trees. Otherwise, I'm sorry for the Tiangong Kaiwu and I bought. Qi Min Yao Shu, oh, Lin Feng's literary mind and scribe's way are also related to this...
The main line of this article is that Tang Mei takes the road to become the leader, but she does not walk this road alone, there are people around her Friends and opponents are all part of this journey. The last ten or so chapters are the main plot of praying for good, and by the way lead to the "Holy Land of Mountains and Seas". If anyone who doesn't dislike water has read the relevant chapters, they will know that only part of the "Thousand Mountains (i.e. hundreds of schools of thought)" in the "Mountain of Books" has appeared. Before Tang Mei appeared, the world was dominated by Confucianism and the Bing Dynasty, Legalism and Taoism were fighting each other, and the rest were either in decline or not yet at all.
I don’t know if the shop will collapse if it is opened too big. I can only say that we will try our best.
The main plot of Qishan’s plot is to supplement his background, write about this person’s past, and connect some previous foreshadowings to fill in the pits, not how the Sheriff died.
Of course, looking at the water is also related to my slow updating and long-winded narrative.
There is still some chatter, I will write the chapter tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)