The seventh day of May in the eleventh year of Qingyuan
The peach trees in the courtyard died.
I decided to write this Lonely City Notes.
Mr. Luo from the academy once said that books are mirrors that can serve future generations.
I don't have that much thought, I just want to record something, or in other words, leave some evidence of my past life, for myself and for the current Wuling City.
Candlelight.
The aliens who live in the black abyss and believe in evil gods have been besieging Wuling City for three months and seven days.
The imperial reinforcements were nowhere to be seen.
The huge Wuling City relied on Xizhou Jianjia who came from Jianyue City and the people in the city to support themselves.
I don't want to spend too much time complaining, but I don't understand why the court leaves us alone.
The Master said, in the affairs of the world, the people come first, and the country comes second. Do you think the king should be taken lightly?
Mr. Luo will not lie to me.
That may be because, in the eyes of the imperial court, the people of Wuling City were not considered ordinary people.
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May 12th, the 11th year of Qingyuan
Zhao Nianshuang went to Tianxuan Mountain.
This is a good thing.
This is true for her, for me, and for the entire Wuling City.
She was valued by the headmaster of Tianxuan Mountain and was recruited as a disciple.
And that headmaster is one of the few great masters in the Divine Realm in the world, and he has a transcendent status in the world of Dayu.
Here, she has an unlimited future and can escape from the quagmire of Wuling City.
the most important is.
Through this relationship, she might be able to ask for reinforcements from the court to relieve the difficulties in Wuling City.
This is the last life-saving straw for Wuling City.
To this end, Xizhou Jianjia sent 300 elite troops to help her break out of the city, but lost more than half of them.
Before leaving, she cried hard.
Ever since I was little, I have always obeyed her.
But this time, I couldn't agree to leave with her.
I know this is a stupid decision.
But I couldn't leave.
Because of some reasons that I can’t name, but I think they must exist.
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May 17, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
My dad decided to join Xizhou Jianjia.
This was a decision I didn't expect.
He is just a government servant who likes to brag and drink.
I like to call my mother’s name when I’m half asleep and half awake.
Even though my mother has been gone for many years.
He was very slovenly, and the stubble on his chin was never clean.
He is best at following people's influence, obeying the advice of the officials and flattering them.
He is timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Usually if there is any major case in the city, he will be the first to back off.
He said that life is the most important thing when a person is alive.
He has to live to be eighty years old and watch me marry an eighth wife and have twenty grandchildren.
He is such a person, he can pick up all the people in the market at his fingertips.
The only thing I'm not good at is being a hero.
I always wanted my dad to be a hero, but when he really chose to be one.
I suddenly felt that the timid and fearful person was actually better.
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May 21, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
Zhuyin began to attack the city again, and the shouts of killing from the direction of the city gate were noisy all night.
I'm worried about my dad.
He doesn't have much ability. Can he handle something like Zhuyin?
Sun Kuan came to my house in the middle of the night. He is my uncle.
But my dad didn't like him, he was a gambler.
Since my mother's death, he and I have rarely seen each other, and the few times we did, we mostly asked my father for help when we borrowed money or got into trouble.
I can't say I hate him, I'm just a bit unfamiliar with him.
But that night, he didn't mention money and just sat quietly in the side room where my mother's memorial tablet was.
He sat there all night and then made me a breakfast.
At the dinner table, he kept talking to me, and it was obvious that he seemed to want to talk to me about something.
So that we can be close enough, like a pair of uncle and nephew.
But he's clearly not very good at it, and sadly, neither am I.
After a hasty meal, he left in a hurry.
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May 22, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
(The page is torn)
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May 23, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
I decided to join Xizhou Jianjia. Song Guicheng, the commander-in-chief of Baixu Camp, was silent for a long time before agreeing to my request.
Before going to the military camp, I went to Xuandu Temple.
The old Taoist priest is still the same, guarding his Taoist temple and the peach tree in the temple alone.
He didn't seem afraid, just as taciturn as ever.
Before leaving, he gave me a peach blossom.
Quite a strange gift.
I don’t know where the peach blossoms come from in Wuling City in May.
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May 24, the eleventh year of Qingyuan.
Mr. Luo and his disciples also joined Xizhou Jianjia.
A group of scholars holding swords is actually a bit funny.
The fairy girl of Hongyufang sold off the belongings she had saved over the years to raise military supplies for Xizhou Jianjia.
There have long been rumors that the courtesan from Hongyu Square has a crush on Mr. Luo from the academy.
Although my father used to sneer at this kind of behavior, Mr. Luo gave up his writing and joined the army, and the fairy girl dispersed her family wealth. No matter how you look at it, it smells like a husband and a wife.
It's just that some people are doing their best to fight against foreign enemies, but there are also people who are obstructing it for their own selfish interests.
Butcher Liu next door was caught stealing rice from the military camp today.
This was his third crime, and logically he should be severely punished. However, Song Guichengnian had a seven-year-old child in his home. After scolding him a few times, he let him go.
But how could someone like Butcher Liu be restrained?
When he was arrested, he cried bitterly, but when he returned home, he began to brag to others about how easy it was to deceive the people of Xizhou Jianjia.
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May 28, the eleventh year of Qingyuan.
There is still no news of reinforcements from the imperial court.
I'm a little worried about whether Nian Shuang has encountered something unexpected.
But there was nothing I could do except worry.
Life in the military camp was boring, so Wang Che and I were arranged to live together.
This is not a very good arrangement.
Wang Che is the son of Wang Dagui, a wealthy family in the city.
He is very rich, flamboyant, and very happy with his achievements.
But these are not big problems.
The biggest problem is that he likes Nian Shuang.
And I like it too.
So, our relationship is not that good.
It was a bit awkward to stay together. We didn't say a word for several days.
However, I am surprised that a young master like him can take the initiative to join the Xizhou Sword Armor.
Deep down in my heart, I actually somewhat admire him.
I don't seem to hate him that much anymore.
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June 12, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
(This page has been torn.)
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June 14, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
The stingy Wang Dahu posted a notice on his doorstep.
It says so.
Starting from today, anyone who beheads Zhuyin will be given a hundred taels of gold as a gift.
This declaration lasts indefinitely, until the wealth of my Wang family is gone, until the city of Wuling is destroyed and everyone is destroyed.
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June 17, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
The story about the courtesan and the poor gentleman that has been circulating in Wuling City for several years has finally come to an end.
(The second half of the page is torn)
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June 20, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
Big defeat.
Zhuyin's Wu Zhu took action.
Nearly a hundred moon-marked Yin beasts were wreaking havoc, and we were beaten so hard that we were unable to fight back.
We lost a lot of people.
There are more and more swords on Song Guicheng's back.
Those are the swords of the dead Xizhou Jianjia.
He said that he brought their people here, and he might not be able to bring everyone back, but at least, he wanted to send their swords back to the Sword Tomb in Xizhou.
He became silent, became angry, became hysterical.
It's not just him.
The entire Xizhou sword armor is like this.
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June 22, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
The candle's shadow began to pollute the earth, and the black blood caused by the spread of the dark realm began to spread in the city.
It's a terrible disease.
It usually only takes three or four days from infection to death.
At first, your skin will swell and then fall off in patches.
You will continue to vomit, vomiting out blood, flesh, and even your heart and lungs.
Butcher Liu's seven-year-old son next door also fell ill.
(The following pages are torn.)
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June 23, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
When passing by Hongyu Fang, I saw the Fairy Girl again.
Her face, which was once so bright and beautiful that so many men in Wuling City dreamed of her, was now swollen like an air bag.
I know she also has black blood.
I didn't take another look at her because I thought she was so ugly and unsightly.
I just think that a girl like her should always look beautiful.
The best respect for her is not to touch her current embarrassment.
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June 27, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
(This page is torn)
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The first day of July in the eleventh year of Qingyuan
Song Guicheng seemed to be in a good mood today.
This is rare.
The war situation in Wuling City was dangerous, and everyone was walking on thin ice. He was worried, and he had been silent since the day I entered the military camp.
But today, I don’t know if it’s because I drank some wine.
He talked a lot more.
He told me many things, about the world outside Wuling City, about Xizhou Jianjia, and about him.
He said.
They came from Jianyue City in the west, which is located in the extreme west of Dayu.
Just like outside Wuling City, there is Zhu Yin entrenched in the black abyss, and outside Jian Yue City, there is Yin Si dormant in the hell.
This terrifying ancient remnant has always been eyeing the fertile land of the Central Plains.
The sword armors in Jian Yue City were ordered to guard the Western Territory and fight against the existence of these monsters according to ancient teachings.
Such organizations, initially numbering in the dozens, were called Xiangxingwei.
And they were all deployed by a division called the Tianxuan Division.
But a hundred years ago, the Great Zhou Dynasty split into the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
The Tianxian Division fell apart, and the connections between the Xiangxing Guards in various places were cut off. Some were annexed, some were cannibalized, and some dispersed on the spot. There were very few people like Jianyue City who still abided by the ancient precepts.
The life of Jianyue City is not easy now, and it is all supported by the city lord Xu Zhiru alone.
But despite this, after hearing about the Zhuyin invasion in southern Xinjiang, they still sent their elite team to support them.
he also said.
He has a daughter named Song Qingqing. She is six years old.
I haven’t seen him for almost a year, and I guess he’s almost as tall as my waist...
As he spoke, his eyes turned red...
The second day of July in the eleventh year of Qingyuan
The battle situation in Wuling City suddenly took a turn for the better.
I don’t know if it’s because of experiencing many battles, but the Xizhou sword armors have made great breakthroughs in their cultivation.
Brother Zhou Heng crossed two realms from the four realms into the six realms.
Brother Qian An entered the fifth realm from the three realms.
And Song Guicheng has even stepped into the threshold of the Seventh Realm.
The astonishing fighting power unleashed by the Xizhou Sword Armors caused Zhu Yin to repulse several of his attacks...
We seem to be able to sustain it for a longer time. Maybe one day, the court will think of us.
I remembered that there is Wuling City at the end of southern Xinjiang. There are peach blossoms all over the city. When spring comes, the flowers bloom like fire.
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July 22, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
I finally understand how the Xizhou Sword Armors did it.
(This page was torn)
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August 13, the eleventh year of Qingyuan
An old Taoist priest once said.
The flowers that bloom in the spring before the peach tree dies are the most beautiful.
The battle fought before Wuling City was broken was also very beautiful.
We killed Zhu Yin's Wu Zhu.
I will never forget the scene of Song Guicheng, who was covered in blood on the scorched earth, holding Wu Zhu's head and roaring in the sky.
At that moment, he looked like the god in the story.
But the next second, the tide of Yin beasts drowned him.
Wuling City was destroyed.
I escaped under the cover of Brother Qian An.
I went to Xuandu Temple.
There I met the old Taoist priest. He was no longer taciturn and gave me a pot of tea.
He said that Zhu Yin wanted to turn Wuling City into a dark realm.
This is his first step to regain the throne.
To achieve this goal, the most important thing is to plant a piece of Zhuyin's divine blood into the center of Wuling City.
Destroying that seed can stop Zhu Yin's conspiracy.
He can help me if I want.
I don't quite understand.
He is just a Taoist priest who is too old to stand upright. How does he know this? How can you help me?
But the old man just uttered a few words tremblingly: "Actually, I am a god. At least I used to be."
It felt ridiculous, but I chose to believe it.
Just like Song Guicheng believed that someone would come to rescue Wuling City.
People always have thoughts.
In order to do this well, I engraved magic patterns on my body.
Gather all the swords I can find.
Pozizi, thousand years old, swallows in front of the door, begonias have not yet rained, pear blossoms have snowed first, it is the second watch, spring is not late...
They come from different people.
But I think if what the old Taoist said is true, I want to take them to see Zhuyin's defeat...
This is probably the last Gucheng Notes.
I don't know if I can succeed.
If anyone can pick up this manuscript, please give it to a girl named Zhao Nianshuang in Tianxuan Mountain.
tell her.
Sorry, I can't fulfill my promise to see her.
oh.
correct.
my name.
His name is Chu Qingxiao.
