206~207. The soldiers will form a catastrophe, how can you mend the sky? (8100 words)(1/5)
Blue Ocean City.
General's Mansion.
study.
The two sides confronted each other.
General Zhao is not pedantic.
His thoughts were like lightning.
Regardless of whether Sikong Dun dies or dies, it’s best if he dies. If he doesn’t die, he will kill him now, and the ending will be the same.
Although General Fan and his troops were divided into two groups, they confiscated military power with his deputy generals and controlled the situation, he was the leader here.
However, General Fan asked a total of eight Qinglong attendants to accompany him, and with his own confidant, it was not difficult to kill a General Dun.
Before taking action, General Zhao's heart was blocked again.
His eyes, which were not big, narrowed, thinking about whether this was an empty city plan?
Otherwise, why would Sikong Dun wait for him here?
You must take action, but taking action is one thing, and plunging into the trap woven by others is another thing.
General Zhao was not stupid. His elegant face showed a faint smile of pretending to be tired, and asked, "General Sikong, have you had breakfast?"
Sikong Dun laughed and said, "I'll eat it."
The atmosphere became colder again.
Sikong Dun was not in a hurry, just smiling at General Zhao and the Qinglong servants behind General Zhao, as if he was watching a group of jumping clowns or a group of old trees who wanted to pet cat whiskers.
Da da da da da
His fingers were leisurely pounding the tabletop.
This leisurely attitude made General Zhao sweat in his back. He stopped at the door and had to move in and retreat. The Adam's apple rolled a few times and wanted to yell "kill him", but these three words were stuck in his throat and could not emerge.
He turned his head slightly and looked back, just in time to meet the two pupils of a Qinglong servant.
The eyes met and completed some kind of communication.
General Zhao suddenly sighed, "General Sikong, I don't want to disturb you so early. Isn't there a martial arts cousin always pestering me?"
"Martial Cousin?" Sikong Dun was puzzled.
General Zhao said with a sarcasm: "Yes! Wuniang cousin!
My cousin heard that the general is very powerful and wants to ask the general for advice.
I was also obsessed with no choice. After all, I was a family, so I took him here before the general went out to do business.
I know the general's strength, one word: strong!
I brought my cousin here, which can be considered as warming up the general, hahaha.”
After all, I was scrambling outside, and no matter what I looked like, I could always talk nonsense.
Now that we have to go forward and backward, we don’t know if the opponent is cheating. The best way is to let Qinglongshi fight with the opponent and know the authenticity.
Unexpectedly, Sikong Dun smiled and said, "Come on, I also have a cousin of a martial arts fanatic."
As he said that, he clapped his hands.
With the clapping sound
In an instant, the air in the study became extremely cold.
The temperature dropped rapidly, and the already cold deep winter seemed to have become a morgue piled up with dead people. The coldness pierced into the bone marrow spreads, making people feel a creepy from the soul in their hearts.
Wow
The window was not open, but a gust of cold wind blew in the house.
The luxurious curtains were pulled up by the cold wind, leaving all the morning light outside the window.
On the ground, a sound of twitching footsteps came from afar.
General Zhao and several Qinglong Shi Xun looked at him, and they saw a figure wrapped in a white bandage.
And irrepressible blood was flowing out between the gaps of the white bandage.
"This is my eldest cousin. He has a cross-dressing habit. Please forgive General Zhao."
General Zhao frowned. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard another strange noise.
His eyes rolled and he looked.
I saw another rattle sound in the other direction, and another figure wrapped in a white bandage appeared.
Sikong Dun smiled and said, "This is my second cousin. He has always admired his eldest brother."
Immediately afterwards
Flashes of sound came.
Figures of white bandages appeared one after another.
"This is my third cousin, he has a habit of imitating."
"Fourth cousin"
"Five cousins"
"Thirteenth Cousin"
In the darkness, Sikong Dun grinned his lips and introduced with a smile, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, while "his" lips were full of charm, as if he was not a man at all, but a woman who was skilled in dressing up.
But no matter how a woman disguises herself, she cannot turn from a woman into a man.
Before General Zhao could speak, the two Qinglong servants behind him had already stepped out.
As they walked, blue scales were born at their necks.
General Zhao felt inexplicably chilling in his heart. He was about to leave the room, but he heard Sikong Dun's voice.
"Old Zhao, what's the hurry?"
"Let's enjoy the competition between my cousins?"
"Do you want to drink?"
As he said that, Sikong Dun gracefully grabbed a goblet with his left hand, grabbed an arm from the cabinet on the side of the desk with his right hand, and cut it into the artery of the arm with a casual knife.
Blood rushes like a spring, turning into a hot and sticky "wine" and rushing into the goblet.
Looking closer, I saw that the arm seemed to be completely peeled
Blue Ocean City.
Buddhist temple.
Famous Kingsoft.
The statue of Tathagata cast from twenty tons of silver sat upright in the Main Hall.
The light of dawn fell from the skylight, falling huge shadows.
The Buddha's face is in the haze.
Xiaobai, who was getting up early, knelt in the haze. She was ordered to come, with a string of rosary beads hanging between her neck. She walked dozens of miles and came to the Buddha with a devout look, clasping her hands together and reciting the scriptures silently.
"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices the deep Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all sufferings."
I recite scriptures in front of the Buddha to pray for blessings, to avoid troubles, and to be at ease.
As the chanting was read, the rosary moved gently.
Monks in temples do not normally receive guests so early, but the identity of visitors can make them break this "normality".
When ~
When ~
As Xiaobai bowed, the old monk beat the bronze chime.
The sound of the Sanskrit sound is shaking, and it is like waking up all kinds of fools in this world.
Xiaobai's heart is very calm.
Queen Lu regards her as the past, so why doesn’t she admire Queen Lu?
Therefore, she sincerely prayed for Empress Lü, and for this war-torn battle, and finally rebuilt the territory of the new dynasty.
Clang.
The crisp and harsh sound broke the silence.
Xiaobai looked up in surprise and saw the old monk who was knocking Qing trembling with his hands, while the wooden hammer and copper qing in his hand fell to the ground.
The old monk's hands kept shaking and looked out the door in horror.
Several novice monks also had weak legs and pale complexion.
To be continued...