Everywhere is down and out.
Every inch of the soil reveals desolation.
The once glorious General's Mansion seemed to fall apart in an instant, almost disappearing into the dust of history. Ye Que walked slowly in this mansion, looked at the unfamiliar environment here, looked very carefully, looked through every room, and Hongdou silently followed behind him.
Although she didn't know why, the little dragon girl could clearly feel that Ye Que's mood was very low, very low.
"Isn't the story about going home happy?"
Hong Dou looked at everything in this mansion curiously, is this Ye Que's home
There is not a single star in the night sky, and there is no moonlight, everything is immersed in darkness.
Ye Que was holding a paper lantern with a hole in his hand, and the flame flickered in the paper cover. The oil lamps in some rooms were not damaged, so Ye Que lit them all up, and a dim yellow light began to appear in the General's Mansion. First one, then two, then three...
Soon, the entire General's Mansion was illuminated by dots of fire.
The dense fog has cleared away. If you look at it from Yong'an Avenue, the light here should be the most eye-catching. It used to be the brightest place on this street at night, but it's just dilapidated.
Now, after half a month, this mansion, which has stood for decades, is lit up again.
Guo Erhei, the watchman who passed by Yong'an Street, shouted, "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the fire."
When he looked up, the general's mansion was brightly lit!
Standing pretentiously at the gate of the General's Mansion, Guo Erhei, dressed in shabby clothes, looked into the mansion while holding the big lion in front of the door, muttering, "Isn't this General's Mansion already subdued by the government?" Has the family been ransacked and destroyed? Why do people still dare to come here? And so many lamps are lit? Are you not afraid of death? Could it be the descendants of the general’s mansion? I heard that the son and wife of this family have never been brought to justice. Could it be that they came back to avenge their revenge? ?”
As far as Guo Erhei looked, there was no one, let alone people, and there was no movement. Although the faint light could be seen, but under the flickering of the candlelight, it looked gloomy.
Concentrating quietly and holding his breath, Guo Erhei pricked up his ears and listened hard, but there was still no movement.
A cold wind blows.
"Could it be haunted?"
As soon as the idea came up, Guo Erhei's heartbeat began to speed up inexplicably, and his whole back was wet with cold sweat in an instant, and a gossip he heard during the day appeared in his mind, "Ye Jiajun of 200,000, Originally, they went out to kill 150,000 prairie barbarians who went south, but for some reason, they were all wiped out in Youzhou City, including tens of thousands of Youzhou people, and no one could escape from there."
"The members of the Ye family are the generals in charge. Could it be that those dead souls came here to claim their lives?"
"When Dali Temple was handling the case, it said that the 200,000 soldiers were killed by the Ye family. Is it true?"
Thinking of this, Guo Erhei's legs began to tremble uncontrollably, and his upper and lower front teeth trembled uncontrollably, "The sky is lingling, the earth is lingling, the queen mother is here to show her spirit, I, Guo Erhei, have never done anything harmful things…”
After reciting the "mantra" three times, Guo Erhei's mind became a little more stable. But as soon as he raised his head, at the farthest point of sight, a figure suddenly floated past, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously. Guo Erhei looked in again, and another black shadow flashed past, followed by another one. There are five black shadows on his feet, like evil spirits.
"ghost… "
"Ghost!"
Guo Erhei yelled, and ran away. Just two steps away, he staggered and fell directly to the ground, knocking his forehead on a raised stone, and passed out instantly.
Ye Que lit up the small oil lamps one by one, then found a broom and began to clean up the garbage in the mansion. Although the night was dark, for a practitioner like him, what is the difference between day and night? It's nothing more than missing practice tonight.
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Besides, during this period of time, Ye Que didn't practice much at all, and spent most of his time studying formations. Comparing the experience of the two lifetimes with the Xuanwen in the Heavenly Book, Ye Que's accomplishments in formations alone are as high as several floors, which is not dared to say in the Three Realms. over him.
Moreover, Ye Que's attainments in formations run through ancient and modern times. Most of the formations he had seen and learned in his last life were current formations, and some formations from the fairy world. This time, when he returned to his youth, he occasionally got a page of heavenly scriptures, which recorded ancient formations.
Two or two confirm, learn from each other's strengths and complement each other's weaknesses, mixing and blending.
Ye Que has already started to form a family of his own.
Hongdou followed Ye Que boredly, yawning nonstop.
"If you're sleepy, you can go to bed, I'll do it myself." Ye Que said.
"Where are you going to sleep? Haven't you packed up yet?" Hong Dou asked.
"You're not afraid of getting dirty, so you don't sleep where you sleep." Ye Que said casually.
"Not being afraid doesn't mean not being disgusted," Hong Dou said.
"Then you were still sleeping on the roof last night?" Ye Que asked back.
"I'm drunk." Hong Dou said.
"Dragon can still get drunk?" Ye Que snorted coldly.
"You're provocative!" Hongdou frowned, "Have you eaten firecrackers?"
As soon as Hongdou finished speaking, he saw Ye Que standing opposite him, throwing his broom straight out, and the direction turned out to be towards him. Anger rushed to his heart immediately, smashed the broom in mid-air with one punch, and smashed towards Ye Que with the next punch.
She has a good impression of Ye Que and feels that he is special, but this does not mean that she will spoil Ye Que, or even allow him to beat and scold him.
Touch your legs and hold your hands, yes.
Bullying? Playing around? Don't even think about it!
How dare you throw a broom at me
Find a beating!
It may be that Hongdou's attention was really focused on Ye Que, and the little dragon girl, who was just in love, didn't even notice the movement behind her. And Ye Que curled his lips helplessly, raised his palms, and turned his Tian Yuan with all his strength to defuse Hongdou's menacing punch, then embraced her waist, and made a silent movement towards her, Pointing to the door.
An incomparably fierce sword energy flew across the air.
bang.
A man in black fell from the eaves, leaving a bloodstain on the palm of his hand, and the blood soaked his sleeve.
"The others come down too." Ye Que said in a deep voice, "Wait for me to make another move, but this will not be the result."
It was silent.
There was only the panting sound of the man in black gnashing his teeth on the ground, wounded by the sword energy transformed by Tian Yuan, not to mention ordinary people, even first-rank warriors, the wounds are difficult to heal, and they are always hurting each other. The brain transmits pain.
"Don't listen to persuasion?" Ye Que put his arms around Hongdou's waist, stomped his feet, and created a circle of dust around the two of them.
The dust floated into the air lightly, but it didn't land on the ground. Instead, it stabbed straight at the roof like a sharp sword. In an instant, four figures fell to the ground, dressed exactly the same as the first person who was about to attack Hongdou.
Looking at the five men in black with a calm expression on the ground, Ye Que was actually a little puzzled, because these five men were not monsters at all, or warriors of the demon clan. These five men were just ordinary people, not even warriors. No, no, at most it can be regarded as some effort.
"It's the twelfth lunar month in winter, what are you doing in my residence?"
"Stolen thief?"
"The eyes and ears of people with ulterior motives?"
Ye Que walked up to the five men in black step by step, bowed his head and said, "I'm afraid of trouble, and I'm in a bad mood tonight, you'd better tell me honestly, don't let me bother to torture you. Anyone is fine, otherwise I don't mind letting a few of you become my punching bag, and I will tell you in advance that if you are my punching bag, one of you will definitely die miserably."
After speaking, Ye Que quietly released a trace of coercion, and the pressure in front of the five people suddenly increased.
However, within a cup of tea, Ye Que did not get the answer he hoped for. None of the five men in black spoke, or even intended to speak. The person who fell down first glared even more. If eyes could kill people, then Ye Que must have been pierced by thousands of arrows long ago.
Grabbing another broom beside the door, Ye Que patted the man's face, "Don't look at me like that, did I kill your father?"
"Dare to come here, dare not say it? Even if there is a deep hatred between you and me, if you don't speak, I won't know, or do you just want to die?" Ye Que sneered, "A word of advice, people die But you can’t be resurrected, and you won’t be spared if you turn into a ghost, it’s just a kid’s trick.”
A long sentence, in exchange for more resentful eyes.
Looking at this look, Ye Que suddenly became interested.
He squatted down, grabbed the person who was breathing the most, and grabbed his neck with his right hand, "I bet he can last thirty breaths, what do you think?"
The man in black who fell first, his eyes tightened sharply, and his brows were tightly knit together.
The person whose neck was strangled by Ye Que opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't speak a word, his face changed from pale to red, and then to purple, his eyes became more and more bloodshot, and the eyes were covered with blood.
Ye Que slapped the man's face directly in front of the man in black on the ground without saying a word.
"You devils!"
"You guys will die badly!"
"My 200,000 brothers, even a ghost will not let you go!"
"asshole!"
"My day is your ancestor!"
It is unbearable for anyone to watch his companion walk towards death step by step. Naturally, the man in black who fell first couldn't bear it either. It is even harder to bear than ordinary people, because they value their brothers' lives more than their own.
While cursing angrily, the man tried his best to break free from the control of Ye Que's sword energy, even biting his lip, but to no avail. Even if a soldier on the battlefield breaks through the life limit ten times, it is impossible to break through the sword qi cage of a practitioner who is close to the phaseless state.
"A deserter from the Ye family army?" Ye Que said subconsciously, and let go of the hand that was holding his neck.
"deserter?"
"You're the fucking deserter!"
"The Ye family army has always only had soldiers who died in battle, and there is no coward who escaped!" The man in black shouted hoarsely, it seemed that Ye Que's very ordinary question had already insulted his 'Ni Lin'.