"I joined Datonghui through Mr. Hu last year."
Yang Huchan said in a message.
Hu Gong.
The second in command of the Datong Association.
Have you ever heard of Qin Yuan? He is said to be a handsome man.
Yang Huchan's circle of friends is really hard to accept.
"So I'm going to take action."
Qin Yuan asked.
Yang Huchan looked at Qin Yuan with surprised eyes, and after a while he sneered: "Don't you know?"
Yang Huchan asked himself that he had read countless people in his life.
I have never seen someone as afraid of death as Qin Yuan.
It is impossible for such a person to be completely unaware of danger.
"I really don't know"
Qin Yuan opened his eyes and told lies.
He knew this from the beginning.
The alchemist messenger, the five-animal immortal messenger, and the Gu clan messenger all ran right under his nose, but they couldn't find him yet, and all his magic power could be dissipated.
Yang Huchan was too lazy to dwell on this problem and looked worriedly in the direction of the Governor's Mansion.
Given the character of that sworn brother, knowing it, the possibility of letting him go is very slim.
Suddenly, Yang Huchan regretted joining Datonghui.
He is fifty-five years old and has a few more years to live.
Even if Datonghui can conquer the world, it will take at least ten years.
At that time, he was already deaf and blinded.
He wants to continue playing, but others don't like him.
"here we go"
Qin Yuan said.
At this moment, groups of people came in from outside the city.
The lowest level of cultivation is level seven.
Ninth grade, great master, grab a lot.
In several places, there have been fighting fluctuations that are close to the mountain and sea realm.
It's nothing if these guys are scattered, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, even Qin Yuan can't deal with them.
Not to mention, there was a group of conspirators hiding behind who didn’t really show their fangs for unknown reasons.
"Why did not I see"
Yang Huchan finished speaking.
In the direction of the city gate, a burst of fire shot into the sky.
Light up the night sky.
At the same time, it takes the killing to another level.
"The fight started"
Yang Huchan was so frightened that his teeth chattered.
The feeling of powerlessness, fear, and the increasing cold wind made him almost collapse.
Qin Yuan ignored him.
His eyes were fixed on one place.
There are hundreds of alchemists there who are participating in the massacre. Why don't you kill a few while taking advantage of the chaos?
After thinking about it, Qin Yuan gave up again.
Now is not the time to play dirty tricks.
"Slay the Dragon"
"Slay the Dragon"
…
The voice was filled with endless sorrow and indignation.
Then they were drowned out by the louder sound of fighting.
Datonghui, which was weak and poorly prepared, was defeated faster than Qin Yuan thought.
The fight was over before dawn.
Due to excessive fright and the cold wind blowing all night, Yang Huchan fell ill.
Before leaving, he forced Zuo Shiyuan to Qin Yuan.
Regardless of his qualifications, prestige, or relationship with him, Qin Yuan is the first choice.
Qin Yuan also wanted to pretend to be sick, but no one believed him.
Pretending to be injured has already been played once.
There is no choice but to... transform into Tao.
That's right, it's Huandao.
Qin Yuan has long wanted to fake his death and escape.
Next, comes the big manhunt.
Thousands of people were captured and killed.
Many of them were actually wronged.
But no matter how they shouted, no one listened.
The Grand Governor said that he would rather kill a hundred thousand by mistake than let one go.
Everyone in the capital was frightened.
Duan Hu from before is still pretending.
This Grand Governor is too lazy to pretend.
A gang leader who has been engaged in various illegal activities for a long time said with emotion: "Compared with these people, I am just a Bodhisattva who eats fasting and chants Buddha's name."
He was arrested that day on the grounds that he sympathized with Datonghui.
The gang leader explained: "Even if I want to go, the other party won't look down on me."
Another item was added, and I have been longing for the Datong Association for a long time.
He was killed directly without going to court or going to the execution ground.
Many people were arrested and executed because they could not bear to attack their former comrades on the battlefield.
There are many such examples, and they have spread rapidly from the capital city outwards.
The number of deaths increased explosively.
In order to kill people faster, the methods of killing are constantly updated and iterated.
Qingzhou built a huge tent, drove everyone in, and then set off poisonous smoke.
Zhongzhou chose large-scale entrapment and killing.
Guangdong Province drove people directly into the sea.
…
The entire dynasty turned bloody.
Months passed in a flash.
Although the killings continued, the intensity was much less than before.
In Xisantiao Alley.
Qin family.
Qin Yuan celebrated his fiftieth birthday.
"I wish Uncle Shi a long and prosperous life, and may the path of martial arts go further and further."
Li Shoumin, who was holding a sword on his waist and preparing to perform a sword dance later, took the lead in congratulations.
Colleagues from the Zuo History Academy followed suit and congratulated him.
Even Yang Huchan, who had been in bed for several months, also came.
"When I was young, when a ninth-grade master passed his birthday, half of the martial arts community would be alarmed. Now"
Yang Huchan shook his head and sighed.
The world is changing so fast that even an extremely flexible person like him can't keep up.
"Being famous is not necessarily a good thing"
Qin Yuan smiled.
Yang Huchan nodded.
After seeing so much over the years, he finally understood.
The higher you climb, the harder you fall.
Don't look at Zheng San's success now.
Sooner or later, he will end up dying for the sake of the world.
"Hurry up and wish your uncle a happy birthday"
Li Shoumin brought his three sons to Qin Yuan.
"I wish my uncle that the sun and moon will shine together and that he will never grow old."
The three energetic boys knelt down together and said in unison.
The emperor has long since died, and there is no taboo in comparing Qin Yuan to the sun and the moon.
How long can the sun and moon exist? Isn’t this wishing me an early death?
Uncle Qin is in a good mood today, and he is not as popular as the other children.
One person also received a big red envelope.
The three boys were so happy that they smiled happily.
He kowtowed to Qin Yuan a few more times.
"Someone sent a letter"
A colleague came in and said.
Qin Yuan took it and opened it. It was written by Shao Pingping who had gone to Changbai Mountain.
In addition to congratulating himself on his fiftieth birthday, he also gave him a drop of solidified ginseng liquid.
There is a vigorous essence sealed inside.
This kid really found an opportunity.
Qin Yuan was surprised, but also a little moved.
After receiving the benefit, I did not forget my old uncle.
"Brother Yuanda, brother Yuanda..."
Another voice came.
Qin Yuan had already discovered it.
It was Lu Yunfei who was rescued by him back then.
The crowd parted.
Lu Yunfei, who had a dusty face and frosty temples, was helped over by someone.
Qin Yuan stood up and helped him sit down.
"I didn't expect that everyone would still remember me, especially Brother Yunfei. At such an old age, I have traveled thousands of miles, which really makes me feel bad."
"If you feel sorry for yourself, just have a few more drinks with me."
Lu Yunfei said.
Then, he asked doubtfully: "Why don't you see your siblings?"
Everyone burst into laughter.
There are too many younger siblings, but none of them live here.
Lu Yunfei, who understood immediately, said with envy: "I have dreamed of sleeping in the capital for ten years, and won the reputation of a brothel."
“It doesn’t rhyme at all”
Someone is causing trouble.
It made everyone laugh again.
Suddenly, everyone's laughter decreased and stopped.
Everyone looked at Qin Yuan.
Qin Yuan's face, which was originally full of red, turned pale.
Li Shoumin said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Qin"
"It's okay, didn't you say you wanted to dance a sword for me?"
Qin Yuanqiang said while holding on.
Li Shoumin hesitated for a while, then pulled out his sword and started dancing.
It's not as graceful as the brothel girl's dance, but it has a free and uninhibited feel.
It makes people look very comfortable.
"How can a sword be without a harp? Who would bring a harp?"
Yang Huchan smiled.
"I brought it"
Someone said.
Yang Huchan took the piano and started playing.
Amidst the melodious music of the piano, Li Shoumin danced to clear his shadow.
"Fifty years of life are like a dream or an illusion. There is life and death. What regrets does a strong man have?"
Qin Yuan raised his glass and took a sip of wine.
The body turned into light rain from bottom to top at an extremely fast speed, drifting into the distance with the wind and disappearing.
"Uncle Qin"
"Yuan Da"
"Uncle"
…
There was a sound of sadness in the yard.
After Qin Yuan died, the donkey he raised died of hunger strike.
On the day Qin Yuan was buried in his clothes, someone saw many very old women, some from brothels and some from high-ranking families.
…
