Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 77: Sacrifice in Fire

The fire in the room is actually not too big. The silk screen in the outer room has been scorched by the high temperature and air waves, but the furniture and utensils are still intact. A curtain of water, but there is nothing inside.

Yang Mingsheng groped and walked to the door of the room. Although his face was wrapped in a thick bandage, the heat wave of his hands and feet and the breath swallowed it made him clearly aware that there was a fire in the house Yang Mingsheng couldn't help shouting: "Come on! Come on!"

He used to feel that he was alive, but when the death really came to him, he still felt his heartfelt fear.

"Adult Langzhong does not have to worry, the fire will burn and it will take a while."

His ear suddenly sounded a hoarse voice in an old man. This voice Yang Mingsheng is too familiar. He does n’t know how many nightmares he has had these days. Yang Mingsheng jumped in shock and almost fell over, but was firmly supported by his arms.

The heat wave in the room was rolling, but the Yang Mingsheng was cold and cold. He would never forget this person. This person brutally blinded his eyes with boiling water, burnt his face, and ruined his future. Hopefully, now he heard this voice again, Yang Mingsheng's body shivered violently, and suddenly hissed and asked, "What about Cai Dongcheng?"

"Dead."

"What about Wu Shaodong?"

"Also dead."

The man smiled gently: "In addition, some people are still dead. Now, your house is on fire. When it is dawn, your mansion will become a white ground."

Yang Mingsheng screamed: "Devil, you demon!"

"A little rest, don't be impetuous, Yang Langzhong, we don't have much time."

The voice near my ears is very gentle: "This fire is actually not big at all, it is nothing but a house in your Yang family. For the entire Luoyang city, even for the entire Xiuwenfang, Without the slightest impact, it will not affect other people ’s homes, even your own loved ones and family members. ”

The outer hall has started to burn, and the doors and windows make the sound of "pī pī pā pā", just like the firecrackers of the Chinese New Year.

Yang Fan said: "Your husband and wife are not in harmony, I heard that even your daughter is not your own."

Yang Fan was close to his ear and whispered: "That little girl, I have seen her, she looks very beautiful. Those facial features are not like you at all, Master Langzhong is so clear-cut, she is really not yours Daughter, no wonder you do n’t like her so much. "

Yang Mingsheng trembles all over his body, and the pain in his eyes is everywhere, it should be that the wound is cracked: "You get me away, get away!"

Yang Fan leisurely said: "You are dead, your lady can be remarried, maybe you can marry the loved one she really likes, and you have raised a good daughter for so many years for others, and will also find her biological father, They can all live a better life, at least happier than when they are by your side. Your family servants can also tidy up and invest in others.

There is also your house. After it is burnt into a white field, your lady may sell this land to others, move to live with her lover, or live in another place, or she will rebuild it here. A mansion, after all, although her maiden has no rights, she is rich. They can build a dormitory here and set up her wedding bed on top of your corpse. "

Yang Mingsheng's body is shaking, every sentence of Yang Fan is like a knife, deeply stab in his heart, every sentence of Yang Fan is undoubtedly very likely to become a reality, Because of this, that kind of anger and grief is far more unbearable than his physical pain.

But he is no longer very authoritarian. In the palm of the hand, the Ministry of Justice Si Gulang is in the palm of the hand. In the raging fire, he is just a blind man with no power of chickens. The assassin can kill him like an ant at any time. .

He was trembling like a fallen leaf in the wind. The Yang Fan's voice gradually cooled down, like a bleak autumn wind, blowing from him: "And me? Yang Langzhong, the one you put Fire, it ’s my **** who burned everything I have!

That day, I fell from the tree and went out for the first time after three months at home. That day, my mother was boiling bone soup for me at home, saying that it was a hundred days of broken muscles and bones, and I had to continue to recuperate. My father was cutting a ruler, because I refused to study hard, the last time I taught me Discounted the ruler ...

That day, Sister Xiuxiu was embroidering the wedding dress in the sun, and Uncle Qiu and Uncle Fang were playing chess in the shade. Is it a locust tree or elm tree? I do n’t remember it anymore. It was too long ... that day , Sanxizi in the neighbor's house is herding sheep in the wilderness. I was chased by a big white goose, and my sister fled up the mountain with my back ... "

Yang Fan's eyes gradually filled with crystal tears, he looked at the Yang Mingsheng who had been standing unsteadily, the fire light reflected on his face, but it was like a piece of ice cold: "You ordered, my All my loved ones are dead, my friends and neighbors are also dead, the village was called the plague, and it has since become an abandoned land, and now it has become a wasteland. You killed my whole family, but I am only looking for you Looking for revenge, it's not as bad as your wife and daughter. You are more fortunate than me. Are you saying yes, Yang Langzhong!

"You ... you are not an old man!"

Yang Mingsheng listened to his words and suddenly recovered.

Yang Fan said quietly: "Yes, I am not old. I was only nine years old that year. Thanks to you, I have become an orphan since that year!"

His voice is no longer old, and he restores the voice of a clear young man.

Yang Mingsheng's trembling body gradually calmed down. He already knew that he had no way to live. The other party would not let him go, why should he be afraid anymore? After all, he was not an ordinary person. At this time, his consciousness gradually became clearer, and when he recalled everything at the beginning, he could no longer hate it. After all, the other party had enough reasons to seek revenge on him.

Although if he had a chance, he would still not let the other party die, but this has nothing to do with hatred, but he also knows that this kind of opportunity is also impossible, and he is only left now A doubt: why did this person venture into the room to meet him?

"Yang Langzhong, your life is up to today, I came to see you, I want to ask who you are, let you rush to Shaozhou to kill, who is behind the scene, what is the purpose? "

Yang Mingsheng made a weird sneer and asked ridiculously: "Why do you think I will tell you?"

Yang Fan said: "Because Cai Dongcheng is dead, you will die soon. If you do n’t tell me, it ’s likely that I will never find out the truth about the Shaozhou blood case."

Yang Mingsheng sneered: "What about it? Can't the Shaozhou blood case justify Zhao Xue, will I die?"

Yang Fan calmly said: "As soon as I come, I ca n’t find the real murderer, I ca n’t find the real murderer, I ca n’t continue the investigation, then I ca n’t continue the investigation, then ... for me, of course it ’s a I'm sorry, but I won't be in any danger. I can buy a house and buy a wife, have a wife and have a good life, and the real ambassador behind you can live with peace of mind until the end of life, I think, these are not you Want to see it? "

These words sounded a little talkative, but Yang Mingsheng understood, so he was silent.

Yang Mingsheng has been silent for a long time, the fire has been burning closer and closer, and even Yang Fan has a choking and burning pain. From time to time, there will be a piece of fuel wood smashed from the house, and Martians will rush in front of them. This house is almost collapsed ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Yang Fan wrapped up the quilt and said, "I wanted to give you one Happy, now, you burn slowly in the fire. When the flames devour your flesh, remember to think about how many innocent people have died under your hands like this. "

Yang Fan wants to run out of the house, Yang Mingsheng suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

Yang Fan stood still, Yang Mingsheng pointed channel: "Miao Shenke , Qiu Shenji!"

Yang Fan flashed to him, lifted his foot and kicked, hitting a wooden beam with a square table, flying across Mars, and asked, "Miao Shenke , Qiu Shenji? Why did they slaughter that mountain? "

The name of Qiu Shenji he had heard of, but Miao Shenke had never heard of it.

Yang Mingsheng laughed frantically, and the laughter sounded like it was crying: "How do I know! Hahaha, in the eyes of the elite, I am someone who is just an unknown **** in front of the saddle. If you ask me to do something, you have to do it. , How do I know why? Hahahaha, I also want to know, why is this? "

When Yang Fan rushed out of the fire, the house behind him shook a few times and collapsed suddenly, the flames immediately blazed, and the people quitted more than ten steps in a row, so that they could stand firm.

The clothes on Yang Fan's body were damaged in many places, and the hair and eyebrows were scorched. Steward Liu held him up and asked anxiously, "What about us Alang?"

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "The fire is too big, small ... I didn't touch Langzhong, and later I couldn't bear it, so I ran out."

The sky was white, and among the flames flying all over the sky, the bell on the sky door rang.

The bells of the city covered the crying cry of Yang Mingsheng ...

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