Chapter 2 Enemy Attack
"Brother Nine...Brother Nine..." A girl with a crying voice came from afar, feeling nonchalant.
It was late at night. Around the city wall full of dead bodies, there was a girl in her 14 or 15 years old, who was about to bloom, holding a pissy lantern, trembling all over and tearfully fumbled over.
"It's her." Yan Jiu, who stood up from the sea of blood, heard the girl's voice and couldn't help but sigh slightly. It seemed that his predecessor was really liked by women!
"Ping'er." Yan Jiu greeted.
The girl's name is Xue Caiping. She is the baby daughter of Uncle Xue and Aunt Xue, whom she met in Xipingbao.
A craftsman like him who is not qualified to live in the army and can only rent in private houses.
Uncle Xue and Aunt Xue are his landlords in Xipingbao.
Their precious daughter Ping'er usually likes to pester Yan Jiu and tell her various stories.
In the boring and dangerous border life, Ping'er's laughter adds a lot of fun.
The original Yan Jiu treated Ping'er, who was less than two years younger than him, as his own sister.
Hearing Yan Jiu's voice, Ping'er's hand holding the lantern trembled even more violently.
Her petite body stood in the cold wind of the first month of Liaodong, trembling.
Half afraid and half cold.
"Brother Nine, is it really you?" Ping'er asked timidly.
"It's me."
Yan Jiu sighed in his heart and walked out.
Originally, he did not intend to stay in Xipingburg.
Since you have returned to the earth, you must work hard to practice. One day, you can master the power of time and space and perhaps return to your own era.
When you practice, the most important thing is cause and effect.
Now that he has to use this body, he has to bear the cause and effect of this body.
Although Yan Jiu has countless ways to cut off cause and effect, it will damage the great way and suffer a lot.
If you can do it, you won’t do it.
"Brother Jiu, I knew you wouldn't die!" Hearing clearly that it was Yan Jiu's voice, Ping'er's ecstatic voice ran towards Yan Jiu with a hint of sob, hugged Yan Jiu, and started crying.
"Brother Nine, I thought I would never see you again."
"Silly boy, look at you being cold." Yan Jiu looked at Ping'er trembling and felt warm.
"It's not cold, it's just a little scared."
Ping'er raised an exquisite little face and looked at Yan Jiu.
"Ping'er is not afraid, go and go home." Yan Jiu then realized that there were corpses around him.
It was so difficult for this girl to be in the middle of the night.
"Where is the uncle or aunt?"
"They were all asleep, and I came here secretly. General Luo ordered that no one was allowed to walk at night. I was almost revealed by them..."
Ping'er was held by Yan Jiu and said in a slight voice about how she came out.
For no reason, Yan Jiu felt a warm heart.
He hasn't felt this kind of warmth in the world for thousands of years.
After thousands of years of cultivation, I have been spent in endless struggles.
The days of killing are almost accompanied by thousands of years. Thinking about it carefully, this thousand years of life is the most meditation when you are in seclusion.
Now that he felt the warmth of mortals again, Yan Jiu's eyes couldn't help but feel slightly moist.
The two men escaped the soldiers who had been inspecting the night and returned to the Xue family.
Yan Jiu asked Ping'er to go back to sleep quickly, while he began to practice himself.
With the spiritual energy on the earth now, he can quickly enter the third level of Qi absorption.
In such a war-torn era, some self-protection ability is the most important.
The time of practice passes by in a flash.
It will soon be dawn.
That night, all Yan Jiu's spiritual power was used to refining blood and body refining skills.
Although the spiritual power has not increased, the flesh and blood have become as solid as a rock. The power has increased by a geometric multiple.
"You said Yan Jiu is back?" The voice of a middle-aged man suddenly came from outside.
"It's good that this child is not dead. God has eyes." A woman's voice came, and it was Aunt Xue.
The door was pushed open, and Aunt Xue saw Yan Jiu.
"Child, you're finally back." The woman's tears came quickly. Aunt Xue, who was tearful, pulled Yan Jiu to look around, but there was no obvious external injury, so she felt relieved.
"Stop talking about useless. Yan Jiuer, you can't stay in Xiping Fort. Yesterday General Luo said, "Today, we will open the South City Gate and let the people go out. Get ready, let's leave now."
Uncle Xue said.
"Okay!" Yan Jiu didn't want to get involved in this unreasonable war.
After all, he came to this troublesome late Ming Dynasty by chance.
He did not want to get involved in other things except to restore his cultivation as soon as possible and resolve the cause and effect of this physical body.
Since we have decided to leave, it is urgent.
Aunt Xue and Uncle Xue had already packed up their things.
Yan Jiu had nothing except the original package.
There were some broken silver and a few pieces of clothes inside, but there was no longer anything else.
However, Xue Caiping ran out and ran back, holding an embroidered support in her hand, with a handkerchief on it, and half a pair of duckweed was not finished yet.
The embroidery needle is still inserted on it, and there is also embroidery thread at the end of the needle.
"Brother Ninth, this is a handkerchief embroidered by Ping'er for you, but it hasn't..." the little girl said, her eyes turning red.
Yan Jiu looked at the little girl's slightly tender embroidery skills and felt aroused in his heart. He patted Ping'er's head gently and said, "In this way, you give me this, and I will embroider the rest, how about it?"
Ping'er's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "Okay, okay. But Brother Jiu, you can embroider the flowers?"
"Don't forget that I'm a craftsman and I know everything." Yan Jiu said to tease the little girl.
In the little girl's unbelievable eyes, Yan Jiu accepted the embroidery needle and the unembroidered handkerchief.
When Yan Jiu walked onto the street, many people had walked onto the street, some were carrying packages, some were pushing carts, and wives and children were sitting on the carts.
As for the cattle and horses that pull the cart, they have been requisitioned by the army.
"God bless us, bless us to leave safely."
Aunt Xue clasped her hands together while muttering.
"That's what's useless. If you really meet the Tartar soldiers, you can escape first. I will stop them even if I try my best."
Uncle Xue patted his chest and said.
Xiping Fort is not too big, it is a big town at best.
Soon, Yan Jiu followed the Xue family's three members to the south gate of Xiping Fort.
At the south gate, there are soldiers.
However, these soldiers did not guard the door straightly, but instead sat around or lying on their backs.
Looking at these fleeing civilians, the soldiers also showed a look of desire in their eyes.
Soldiers are also human beings, and they are afraid of death if they are human beings. But a good man in China, if he wants to survive, he will not forget the responsibility of the soldiers.
Stay behind and know you will die. As soldiers, their mission is to protect the people.
All the same has been around since ancient times.
"My fellow villagers, remember to burn paper for us during festivals!" a veteran shouted.
The fleeing man did not speak and hurried towards the city gate.
"Enemy attack!"
A loud roar came from the top of the city.
With this loud roar, the originally lazy Ming soldiers bounced up quickly as if they were installed with springs on their bodies, and they rushed to the top of the city as if they were injected with chicken blood.
"Friends, it's not that I, Luo, never let you go out. It's really that the Tartar soldiers came too quickly. Today, Xiping Fort will be dead but not alive. The Luo surnamed is sorry for the fellow villagers, who will be a cow and a horse in the next life, and I will repay you with great help."
A rough voice sounded, and it was the general who brought people to clean the battlefield last night.
Yan Jiu remembered this sound.
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Chapter completed!