Unlike Xiaocheng, which used to be full of singing, dancing, and revelry, now Xiaocheng seems to be a bit like a troubled time. Every household is closed and there are only a few pitiful lights in the whole 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.
Even though Gong Shuwu was so cold and hard-hearted, 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, I'm late."
It would be better if it could be done earlier.
Maybe the old man and the young man on the ground can save their lives.
Chu Yao's expression was calm and he said expressionlessly: "It's useless no matter how early you come, it's also a good thing to see the King of Hell early."
These two people should be the grandfather and grandson of beggars nearby who make a living by begging. Before the rebels came, they were starving to the point of emaciation. But with the rebels attacking the city, the ordinary people themselves were in danger, let alone the kindhearted people who helped them.
One more day to live is just one more day to suffer.
Gong Shuwu sighed softly when he heard this, and he agreed in his heart.
No one spoke for the rest of the way.
Chu Yao was very familiar with the road to the butcher's house, and he had a bad feeling as soon as he approached it. As a "rich family" among the people nearby, the butcher's home is neater and cleaner than that of his neighbors. His wife and parents are both diligent and tidy people. Garbage and filth are never piled up in front of his door. Anyone who splashes dirty water in front of his house will be pointed at his nose and scolded for a long time.
At this moment, there was a pile of stolen goods piled in front of the door.
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.
This feeling and this scene made Chu Yao's heart thump.
The pace changed from a small walk to a brisk walk.
Gong Shuwu also hurriedly followed.
The same thought flashed through their hearts——
problem occurs!
There are four rooms in the butcher's house.
It's not big and can be searched in a short time. Apart from the messy furniture, there was not 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 him, but he still swallowed the words when they reached his lips. It's useless to say anything now.
How could Chu Yao, as a teacher, bear the loss of two students at once, even if they had not been together for a long time?
The atmosphere was almost frozen, making people breathless.
"Oh, my condolences..." Gong Shuwu said.
Chu Yao: "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...
all in all--
You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you are dead.
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. Even though he said this, the ominous premonition became more and more intense. He said: "Try to find someone before the rebels attack..."
If the rebels come in, trying to find a few people in the chaos will be like looking for a needle in a haystack, with little hope.
Gong Shuwu said: "Then go check out some nearby stores."
Maybe we can get some news.
No matter if you are fleeing or being killed, you 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 woodshed.
Gong Shuwu searched for it just now and found nothing.
They moved away the piled-up debris and finally found the source of the sound among the debris. It was a dirty, balled-up thing, with its eyes emitting a strange light in the dark night.
When I looked closer, I saw it was a cat.
Chu Yao recognized it at a glance.
"Su Shang!" He lowered his voice.
Perhaps 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. He is worried about staying in the bandit village. He keeps it with him for fear of causing trouble...
Coincidentally, Lin Feng quite liked it.
So he asked Lin Feng to temporarily take care of Su Shang on his behalf.
As soon as Su Shang was in Chu Yao's hands, he couldn't wait to lick his fingers and palms, and made an aggrieved and weak meowing sound from his mouth.
Chu Yao: "..."
Even though he didn't like cats who were not well-raised, he was still softened by Su Shang's cries. He poured some water for it, soaked the dry food and gave it to it to eat.
Gong Shuwu also recognized that this was the precious cat raised by Qishan, 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 is expanded again. 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 could be answered, Chu Yao winked at Gong Shuwu.
Just 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..."
When he was at a loss what to do, Gong Shuwu discovered that the sky in the direction of the city gate had become a little more orange-red at some point. After a while, the orange-red slowly expanded, blurred, and became more and more abundant.
There were also faint killing cries.
Gong Shuwu'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 were attacking the city, the killing cry would have been clearer, and the orange flames were 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.
I originally planned to avoid it, but——
If you can't stand the enemy, you have to kill him enthusiastically!
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