No moon, no wind, cold night.
The dark blue stone bricks stretched to the stack of arrows, and more than a dozen clusters of torches were inserted into the wall side by side. The bricks and stones soaked in the water of talisman are unknown. There are only a few tired soldiers standing on the top of Weng City.
The snow in Wengcheng melted a few days ago, and a thin film of water spread out on the ground, which was frozen tightly with the stone bricks under the cold wind.
The black city, the ink bricks, and the dark sky.
Jiu Qianqiu suddenly wanted to vomit.
Behind him, a man who was about the same age as him appeared. The man suicide said to him: “King… Many people died in a theater on Xin Street…”
The man said again: “This is done by an immortal cultivator, and the government can’t do anything about it.”
Jiu Qianqiu didn’t say anything. This kind of thing seemed to be something important in his eyes. This is indeed the case.
People die every day in the world, and many heroes will emerge after a hero dies. These things are uncontrollable. So I just ignored it.
Jiu Qianqiu was very happy to see them kill each other.
“Do you want us to go and have a look?” the man said again.
“As long as the situation is not so serious, don’t worry. Of course, some people will meddle in other people’s business.”
“But is it a bit…”
“Ha… here… isn’t the disappearance of life a very ordinary thing? It’s as simple as eating breakfast. It’s not the first day you eat, it seems you’re not used to it… it’s good to get used to it.”
Qin Jing showed a painful expression: “My son is inside… I haven’t found all the corpses…”
Jiu Qianqiu didn’t reply. He looked up at the thick arrow tower, and there were more than a dozen sitting beasts on the eaves, and their horns and golden light shining in the night.
The arrow tower slid roughly on Weng City. The gray building did not consider any beauty, and the firefly-yellow fire flashed from time to time through the arrow pile.
A few large sitting beasts flapped their wings and hovered around the property.
Those sitting beasts all look strange. Some have two heads and four legs, some have four heads and no legs, some have humans and bird bodies, and some have bird heads and snake bodies, with fire lights around them.
There are also small magpies the size of a palm, but they have white bodies and red tails and six legs under their abdomen.
They are so comfortable, I guess they have never had any worries. That’s right. If the divine bird also has worries, how can they be called gods?
“Qin Jing, do you still remember when they appeared? Twenty years ago? Or thirty years ago?”
Qin Jing was wearing a very ordinary long gown and looked up at the luck of Wang Can in the deep sky: “I have no impression either. It seems that I just slept for a night, and then it is today.”
Jiu Qianqiu was also wearing a long gown: “I was in my fifties, and I seemed to have accomplished nothing. I did many, many wrong things.”
“The king is not wrong, those choices are the most appropriate.” Qin Jing followed Jiu with JiuQianqiu is taking a walk.
How many of the two were shocked? (bēn), and they flew up again and again.
“How is your family now? Who would have thought that such a thing would happen…”
It was completely dark, the figures and people merged into one, the handover between heaven and earth disappeared, the torches of the arrow tower were swaying broken flames, there were no pedestrians on the street, the chill came from all directions, and the wind at night blew the sparse hair of nine thousand chicks.
There were dog barking in the distance, and only the footsteps of two people and the sobs of Qin Jing.
They stood at night, unable to see each other clearly.
Qin Jing had a little more hair than Jiu Qianqiu, but only a little more. His hair was also a little darker than Nine Thousand, but it was just a little darker.
His face does not have the dark spots that are unique to the elderly, but there are some wrinkles on his reddish-brown face, which is even more obvious when he cries.
“What the king means is that the theater matters need to be investigated?”
Jiu Qianqiu thought for a while, “It’s okay, but don’t miss the serious business of martial arts.” Then he said, “How is your practice now? Be careful, the person who killed your son should be a person with high cultivation.”
“Of course, it may be not a human being.”
Qin Jing didn’t say anything. He started to come into contact with immortal cultivation ten years ago. His strength was barely qualified compared to the young people today, and the king was a little stronger. “We are all backward people, and I am satisfied that I can do this.” Jiu Qianqiu said.
“Whether a person’s cultivation is of high level or not has much to do with his strength.” Qin Jing replied.
“Yes, whenever I feel that the rules in this world change, a vivid example will appear to tell me whether the rules are or the same rules.” “I really want to see how these young people are like and see if they have the ability to replace us as cultivators!” The light of perseverance reflected in Jiu Qianqiu’s eyes.
A simple carriage parked in the distance. Qin Jing sent Jiu Qianqiu to the front, and Qin Jing was going home later.
Jiu Qianqiu sat on the carriage that he had been waiting for for a long time, and suddenly turned around and said, “Sure, those children will come in a few days. Tell them to let these children get along well. This half of the country will belong to them in the future.”
A blurry figure appeared in Qin Jing’s mind, and then he smiled and said to Jiu Qianqiu, “That half of the wall is also.” The fastest.
