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Chapter 28

Guan Shanyue.

The earthquake a few days ago collapsed half of the building in Guanshanyue. Fortunately, the ground floor is still intact. After a few days of continuous repairs, it can finally put up a shelf and restore some of its former appearance.A wind chime was hung on the corner of the eaves, and several pieces of jade on the string were broken, making a whistling sound in the wind.

Wu Zixu was sitting in the background with a cup of herbal tea in his hand.

In the past few days, the world has been turned upside down, and the people in the city are in dire straits. Now, not many people come to listen to Pingtan.Although Fengdu is busy with many affairs, he still maintains his old habit of coming to sit for a while when he has free time, and if there are guests in the audience, he will sing a discount.

Le Ji, who had a place to go in Guan Shanyue, had already gone their separate ways, and those who had no one to go to, stayed behind and went out to give porridge with Aunt Zhao.There was only a young lady left in the backstage, who sang The Romance of the West Chamber with them that day. The girl was holding a pipa, looked at Wuzi and said timidly, "Mr. Wu, are you coming tomorrow?"

Wu Zixu looked at her and smiled, "If you still play the pipa, I will come."

"But there are fewer and fewer customers these days..."

"I want to put my heart on Yaoqin. There are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken strings?" Wu Zixu said warmly: "There are not many listeners. Now those who are willing to come are all sincere people. Because of this, let alone neglect."

"The ones who are willing to come are not only bosom friends, but also drunken cowards." The backstage door was kicked open suddenly, and Song Wentong strode in, "You still have the face to show up at my house?"

Qing Guan was startled, and was pushed out by Song Wentong halfway, "Tell the people outside, no matter what sounds you hear later, no one is allowed to come in."

Wu Zixu put down the teacup, "Aren't you busy pretending to be the fourth child recently? It just so happened that Uncle Wu Nian sent me back today..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Wentong punched him head-on, and blood flowed from Wu Zixu's face in an instant.

"If you stay here in Fengdu, I'll treat it as if this has never happened before." Song Wentong grabbed Wu Zixu's collar, "Why are you here?"

"If I stay in Fengdu from now on, you will think that there is no one like me in the world. This is something I absolutely cannot accept." Wu Zixu wiped the blood off his face, "I can't just let the people in Ginkgo Study be left alone."

"You fucking have the face to say such a thing?!" Song Wentong yelled at him, "Now you come to be a Bodhisattva to show mercy, and where were you when Wu Nian was in formation? Why didn't you stop? You know that the Yin soldiers Entering the yin-yang ladder will inevitably break into the yang world, aren't you letting the fourth child go to die?!"

"At that time I was at the west gate of the city." Wu Zixu said, "Tai Sui set up an array, I went to beg the uncle, even the spirit can't be broken."

Song Wentong cursed and beat Wu Zixu up and down, without mercy, almost tearing down the entire backstage.However, Wu Zixu didn't fight back, he let him be punched and kicked, and accepted everything in silence.

In the end, there was not a single intact table and chair in the room. Song Wentong threw the bruised Wu Zixu on the ground, and said hoarsely: "Go away, don't let me see you again. I will take care of the fourth child. From now on, One difference and two widths."

"In a few days, the Yin soldiers will definitely break through the seal." Wu Zixu stood up with force, "What will you do then?"

Song Wentong said coldly: "Then you'd better pray that we don't die, otherwise Fengdu will meet at that time, and all the Kings of Hades from the Ten Palaces will come to sacrifice my sword."

"Second brother, if you really want to use force in the tenth hall, no one may be able to stop you." Wu Zixu sighed, "But you know that even the kings of Hades are helpless when the Yin soldiers riot? enemy……"

Song Wentong kicked him back to the spot, looked down at him, and said coldly, "Why are you pretending to be a good person now?"

"I know you blame me, blame me for begging the master to fight." Wu Zixu turned his head, "but I can't help it."

"What do you mean there is no way?!"

"Even if I can't do anything, I can't find a solution for both." Wu Zixu said softly, "I've been thinking about it for three days and three nights without sleep, but I can't do anything. I can only do this."

"People from the Wu Clan can live in Fengdu after death, and they also have the responsibility of guarding. Once the city is destroyed, the Yinyang family will bear the brunt. Behind me is the whole family. Hundreds of generations of business plans in Fengdu cannot be destroyed just because of this."

"It turns out that you have made a choice between the Yinyang family and the fourth child." Song Wentong sneered: "Since that's the case, one person does things and the other person is in charge. You will be your dutiful son when you are not in Feng. Why are you pretending now?"

"I can't help it! But it's impossible for me to watch you die!" Wu Zixu stood up abruptly, "Second brother, you support the Mo family by yourself. You are naked and careless, so you can do everything naturally! But there are so many things you can't do in the world. It's not like you haven't tasted this kind of taste! When the previous Mozi passed away, were you willing to be left behind by your mother?! The ties of family affection and the importance of the family, you also chose to accept the inheritance!"

Song Wentong stared at him, his tone serious: "Can you say it again?"

The matter has come to this point, every word contains blood, they are the most familiar and closest people, and they know how to kill people.

Wu Zixu looked at Song Wentong, and slowly said: "If it was you that day, and you had to choose between your mother and the fourth child, the difference between you and me is only mediocre."

There was an earth-shattering explosion in the room, Song Wentong drew his sword and slashed at Wu Zixu, it was a merciless killing move, Wu Zixu also did not hold back, both sides saw each other's moves, Gu Huan's smoke rod blocked the red knife , Both hands were shaking.Amidst the teeth-stinging sound of metal rubbing, Song Wentong paused every word, "Don't fucking compare me with you!"

"Yes, in terms of bravery and fearlessness, I am inferior to you." Wu Zixu said, "Because you have no burden on your body, you can always run forward without any scruples! Among the seven schools of thought, the Mohists act rashly, but The Yin-Yang family communicates with the two worlds, and the main family bears double responsibilities, in addition to the living, there are also the dead!"

For the first time, Wu Zixu lost his gentle and jade-like demeanor, and yelled at Song Wentong recklessly: "You lost your mother since you were young, but who doesn't have a broken family?! Mozi of the previous generation could raise you at least until you were five years old, but my mother You passed away when you gave birth to me! You hold a licking red knife in your body, and you are fearless in life and death, so do you know what is in the pipe of Gu Huan? It is the ashes of Wuchangzi of all ages!"

The art of Yin and Yang of the Wu family is passed down strangely. Each generation of Wuchangzi is selected before birth. Due to the heavy ghost energy in the womb, the mother is doomed to die suddenly during childbirth and be swallowed by ghost energy. This has been the case throughout the ages. So is the mother.

And the inheritance of Wuchangzi is at the cost of the lives of the previous generation. The aunt's smoke stick can summon evil spirits and ward off thousands of ghosts, relying on extraordinary power.Wu Zixu's first bag of cigarettes was his father's ashes.

The fate of impermanent sons in all dynasties is the same - the Wu family is doomed to have three generations living under the same roof, restraining fathers and mothers and wives, being born as impermanent sons, doomed to devote themselves to life, and having no peace after death, dedicated to guarding a family for the rest of their lives.

Yumianlang, smiling impermanently, seems to be a young man with a thousand talents, because the frivolity and ignorance of every Wu family have already been enlightened by death.

"Birth is the Wu family, and death is the ghost of Fengdu. This is the predestined fate of the Yin-Yang family. You blame me for not being willing to fulfill the fourth child, but I carry the inheritance of the Yin-Yangzi of the past generations on my back. Wu Zixu looked at Song Wentong and said hoarsely, "Song Wentong can blame Wu Zixu, but Mozi can't blame Wuchangzi, you don't have the qualifications!"

It was the first time Song Wentong saw Wu Zixu who didn't care about him like this, and he seemed to be shocked for a while, and he didn't know how to answer.

The sound smashed into the mess all over the floor, and the room was completely silent.

Gu Huan's cigarette rod fell to the ground with a "slap", and Wu Zixu's voice was choked: "Second brother, you know."

"Every time I saw you and the fourth child tossing in the study, I really wanted to climb the ginkgo tree in front of the window with you."

"Sometimes I also think, is the position of the masters really worth it?"

"But I paid too much, and I have lost the qualification to look back."

After an unknown amount of time, Song Wentong picked up the aunt's cigarette stick, "Being a dutiful son at home in his lifetime, and a slave in Fengdu after his death, he is really a man, he is so aggrieved that he can stand upright."

"I don't want to reason with you. I have never been able to speak out against you and the fourth child in a verbal dispute."

He handed the cigarette stick back to Wu Zixu's hand, "Take it."

"We fought."

At the same time, Chai House.

"Mugesheng!" Chai Shuxin hurriedly said, "Mugesheng! Stop!"

The two of them left Chai Mansion all the way, Mu Gesheng walked quickly, Chai Shuxin finally caught up, grabbed his hand, and checked his pulse with his wrist, "Have you taken the medicine given by Tai Sui?"

Mu Gesheng withdrew his hand, folded his arms and said, "Did you recognize me?"

"Tai Sui's medicine can only relieve a temporary emergency. The internal consumption of this medicine is no different from drinking poison to quench thirst..."

"I know it myself."

The two looked at each other, and Chai Shuxin was at a loss for words for a while, before uttering a sentence: "...I didn't hide it on purpose."

"Don't." Mu Gesheng waved his hands again and again, "You are the head of the Yao family, and you have big ideas. How dare I punish you for the crime of deception?"

Chai Shuxin was a man of few words, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he took half a step back, "I'm sorry." He said and bowed and bowed, "You are a fortune teller, you are guilty and you can be punished."

Mu Gesheng looked at the person in front of him, stiffened his neck and couldn't speak. After a while, he cursed, "Damn it, it looks like I'm bullying you."

He kicked the person in front of him, "Go, buy me a drink."

"Your current body is not suitable for drinking..."

"Is it over?"

The two randomly found a wine shop that was still open, ordered a few jars of wine, and squatted at the door to drink to get drunk.Mu Gesheng was a good drinker, and when he drank wine, he put on a desperate attitude, and after a while, the bottom of a few jars was drained, his eyes turned red, and he raised his head and asked Chai Shuxin, "Have you brought any money?"

"Bring it."

"A lot of money?"

"A lot."

"I'm going to drink up this liquor store, do you have enough money?"

"Drinking too much alcohol is not good for your body."

"Why is this sentence again, do you say enough?"

"...that's enough."

Mu Gesheng reached out to him, "Bring it to me."

He took the money bag and threw it at the counter, "Shopkeeper, I'll take care of your shop! The war is in chaos, take the money and run away as soon as possible!" As he said that, he moved the wine out of the shop, "It's a year of catastrophe! !"

Chai Shuxin caught people quickly, and apologized to the stunned shopkeeper, "Sorry, he's drunk." Then he took out a few silver dollars and handed them to him, "I've bought all the wine you have here."

The shopkeeper had a wink, and immediately took the money, hung the curtain, retreated outside, and bowed to the guests who came later, "I'm sorry, the shop is closed."

"I'm not drunk." Mu Gesheng sat cross-legged on the counter, "When I drink vodka abroad, I can blow on the bottle, and a few jars of rice wine are nothing." He picked up a wine jar and threw it into Chai Shuxinshu's arms , "Speak the truth after drinking, come, drink!"

He got drunk on his face, but his consciousness was still clear. He watched Chai Shuxin slap the Kaifeng Ni and drink into his throat. "Three or nine days, when was the last time we drank together?"

"Before you went abroad, the dock bar." Chai Shuxin said: "You and Mozi both drank a lot, Wuchangzi was too drunk to stand up."

"You left in a hurry that day." Mu Gesheng let out a mouthful of alcohol, "I just remembered that my father seemed to be in the city that day."

"That was the first time Commander Mu and I met." Chai Shuxin took a sip of wine, "When we met, he stood by the window for a long time."

Mu Gesheng smiled when he heard the words: "Old man."

"Commander Mu and I only met once. Afterwards, most of our communication was telegrams and letters. Pharmacists provided medicinal resources, and Commander Mu also provided a lot of convenience for the army. Water transportation, checkpoints in various places, and the support of the army are very important. Chai Shuxin said: "Commander Mu is dedicated to serving the country. Although he has only met once, his integrity is heartbreaking."

"The choice to cooperate with the army is also a decision I made after repeated consideration, and the elders in the family have also discussed it." Chai Shuxin paused, "It's not an impulsive move... If there is, don't believe it."

"I don't know much about my father. Although the old man doesn't have a good memory, I should know. He will tell you sooner or later." Muge breathed a sigh of relief, "But no matter what, I should thank you."

"There is no need to say thank you between you and me."

"That's right." Mu Gesheng smiled and picked up the wine jar, "Then I will present you with a wine jar."

The wine jars collided, and Mu Gesheng said as if thinking of something: "No wonder. I was studying abroad and traveled around. Whenever I went to a place, the first letter I sent must be you. I thought you had discussed it. In order, you talk about business, the third child sends money, and the second child curses."

"Mozi and Wuchangzi got their addresses from you." Chai Shuxin said, "Mr. is very clever, and he always knows where you are."

"The old man is too lazy to count." Mu Gesheng said: "It's me who reports the itinerary every day, and sometimes the old man rarely thinks of me, and adds a few instructions in the second letter. As soon as the voice changed, Mu Gesheng put down the wine jar, "However, with all the things that have happened recently, I always feel that Master seems to have anticipated everything we have experienced."

Chai Shuxin raised his head upon hearing the words, "Why?"

"When I was in Moscow that year, the master told the second child in the letter that the wind and snow are getting heavier, remember to add clothes to keep out the cold." Mu Gesheng said softly: "The next letter will be the news of the death of the master."

"On the day I received the letter, I was wearing a thick coat and walked on the embankment for a long time. I had specially asked a tailor to make that coat. It wasn't cold at all, but it seemed to be freezing cold."

Chai Shuxin was silent for a moment, "Did Mister leave you anything?"

"Yes." Mu Gesheng nodded, "But it's not all difficult and desperate, I always feel that it's not time to use it." He smiled wryly, "Having said that, I don't have much to lose in this battle." Odds."

"I'm sorry to make it difficult for you at home." Mu Gesheng looked at Chai Shuxin, "I don't count this hexagram, and I belong to the Seven Schools of Rebellion. Maybe you believe in this destiny, but I don't want to accept it."

"You don't have to worry too much." Chai Shuxin shook his head, "I believe you."

"For me, there is no difference between you and destiny."

Mu Gesheng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Okay, that's enough."

It was getting late, and the lamps were lit outside the wine shop, and it was full of broken gold and dark red. Mu Gesheng looked out the window, "If there is more snow, it will be like a winter night on the Neva River."

As he spoke, he opened a new jar of wine and leaned against the window, "I'll sing you a song."

Mu Gesheng sang a Russian song, which was deep and roundabout, and he hummed the melody slowly, soft and slow, like snowflakes falling on the riverside.

Окрасилсямесяцбагрянцем

(the moon is blood red)

Гдеволнышумелиускал

(The waves roar in front of the cliff)

Поедем,красотка,кататься

(I've been waiting for you for a long time, beloved beauty)

Давноятебя поджидал...

(Let's go to the sea to watch the starry sky...)

Chai Shuxin drank the wine slowly, he could only understand sporadic syllables, but he seemed to touch a few years ago, there was a little light, and the long reflection on the snow, the river was thousands of miles away, and the distance between them was wider than the river. Want distant mountains, rivers, seas and lands.But tonight and Hexi, the two met again in a song.

The two drank late, and Mu Gesheng wanted to find Song Wentong, so he stumbled to Guan Shanyue.Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the door, Aunt Zhao came up to greet her with a loud voice, "My ancestors, you are here. If you are late, my music building will definitely be torn down by them!"

Mu Gesheng was a little drunk at first, but was awakened by Guan Shanyue's earth-shattering movement, "Auntie, don't panic, what happened?"

"Little Tong'er and Mr. Wu started fighting at night, and half the building was smashed to pieces!" Aunt Zhao flicked her handkerchief anxiously, "They fight, who can stop them? Go and persuade them immediately. !"

"The second child and the third child are fighting?" Mu Gesheng was startled at first, and then he was happy, "The sun is coming out from the west. I haven't seen the third child fight for many years."

Chai Shuxin: "It's really rare."

"Hey, you two, don't sing along here, think of a way!" Aunt Zhao anxiously went to twist Muge's ears, "Little heartless, your aunt and I only have this little wealth left!"

Mu Gesheng hurriedly avoided, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhao, the second child is filial to you." As he said that, he and Chai Shuxin walked into the building, only to hear a crackling sound upstairs, and Mu Gesheng shook his head again and again, "It's rare for them to do anything, but as long as you If I fight, I must suffer.”

Hearing this, Chai Shuxin took off his gloves, "May I stop you?"

"No, they can beat you together." Mu Gesheng sighed, "In this way, you can see which room they are fighting in later, seize the opportunity and throw me in, and say that I drank too much. I'll go get a kick out of a drunken madness, make a fuss, and this problem will be over." The smoothness of words and deeds shows that he is proficient in business.

Chai Shuxin nodded, "Okay."

The door of the private room was opened with a "bang", and a person was thrown in. Song Wentong and Wu Zixu were fighting fiercely with each other, and when they saw Mu Gesheng, they were stunned, "Fourth?" "Lingshu?"

As soon as Mugesheng lay down on the ground, he began to perform wildly, yelling, "My concubines, please stop—"

Chai Shuxin stood aside, expressionless said: "He drank too much."

"I'm going to find Aunt Zhao to make hangover soup." Song Wentong walked away, and only realized when he reached the door, "No, let him lie down first! We haven't finished beating yet!" A silver needle was fixed, "What are you doing?!"

"Persuading a fight." Chai Shuxin pinched the needle and looked at Wu Zixu, "Are you still fighting?"

"Stop fighting." Seeing this, Wu Zixu sighed, and put the Guwang cigarette stick aside, "I can't hold it anymore."

"Sure enough, the third one is reasonable." Muge Shenggulu got up and looked around, "Are you two demolishing here?"

"Are you embarrassed to say me? Who am I doing this for?" Song Wentong came to his senses, and scolded angrily, "Eat the inside out!"

"Second brother, get rid of your anger, get rid of your anger, who will be happy if you are mad at yourself." Mu Gesheng picked up a stool that was still in good condition and sat down, looked at the three people in the room, and suddenly smiled, "Except for the meeting of the Qi family. The four of us haven't been together like this in years."

Chai Shuxin was still reticent, Wu Zixu was too tired to speak, Song Wentong had a cold face and ignored his answers, for a while no one opened his mouth.

"Yes, I was the one who sang operas in previous years. It seems that I have to perform alone today." Mu Gesheng took an unbroken snack box, took out a piece of shortbread, put it in his mouth, and said while eating: "Recently A lot of things happened, I was in a coma a few days ago, and everyone didn't have time to discuss it. I thought a lot, and everyone here is no outsider, so let's talk about it directly."

Mu Gesheng talked a lot, from the day when he broke into the Yin-Yang Ladder and met the Yin soldiers, including what he saw and heard in his dream, and the conversation Wu Nian had with him on the boat after waking up, and even the confrontation among the people in the Chai Mansion, to his resolute refusal to get up. From the beginning to the end of the hexagram, there is no omission, only the part of Yao Jia and Commander Mu is hidden.

After Mu Gesheng finished speaking, he chewed the shortbread and thought: It's really rare for me to tell so many truths in one breath.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Chai Shuxin again, and saw that the other side had the same expression, as if he had expected that he would hide this section.

Mu Gesheng pouted.This person is really getting more and more meaningless, unlike back then, he was just a little bit.

"It's what you did." Song Wentong was immobilized by the thorns, and he continued to go out, snorting coldly: "Since you can't make up your mind, I'm afraid most of the Seven Families will evacuate, how can you defend the city?" ,Have you considered?"

Mu Gesheng shrugged his shoulders, and said like a bandit, "Isn't there you guys here?"

"You fucking really think you're here to rob? Empty glove white wolf?"

"You lost to me in the fight yourself, don't be reckless." Mu Gesheng said: "I will cook for you after the big deal is done."

"Don't cook." Wu Zixu immediately said: "Otherwise, even if you win, I'm afraid you won't be able to cook."

"Yes." Mu Gesheng counted with his fingers, "Penglai and the Zhu family will probably leave, the Mo family will take a share, and the Yao family." He looked at Chai Shuxin, "Are you doing it right?"

Chai Shuxin looked calm, "I have my own way."

"Then add Yao's family and Tian's fortune, so there are three families." Mu Gesheng looked at Wu Zixu with a posture as if he was going to tie him up to a pirate ship, "My son, can you get in?" join?"

Wu Zixu was silent for a moment, then said, "Fourth brother, have you decided?"

Song Wentong became angry as soon as he heard it, "You haven't had enough fucking, have you?"

"Don't yell, you didn't miss my punch." Wu Zixu rarely turned Song Wentong back, and then looked at Mu Gesheng, "If you forget this hexagram, the situation may be much better."

"I don't have such a lofty mind to determine the survival of a city with a hexagram." Mu Gesheng smiled, "In this battle, the outcome is [-] points, and it is true that the chances of winning are not great. I will post a notice in the city, whether to go or not Stay, everyone can decide for themselves."

"It's okay if there are only Yin soldiers. If the front line retreats, once foreign enemies invade, the chances of winning will be even smaller." Wu Zixu sighed, "I don't persuade you, I just hope you can think about it carefully. Members of the Seven Families are not All beings are of the same kind."

"I understand what you mean, third child." Mu Gesheng raised his hand, stopping Song Wentong, who was about to lose his temper, "I used to hear the matter of the Yin-Yang family from my master, and you have taken on more responsibility than us since you were young. Yu Li, you deserve to say these words."

"But I'm different." He laughed as he spoke: "Unworthy descendants, masters and evil disciples, maybe not worthy to be the same as all living beings, but at least they can be a different kind from the seven schools of thought."

"For the Qi Family, you can't be an outlier." Wu Zixu immediately said, "You are a fortune teller. 49 mountain ghosts paid you to recognize you as the master. You have received the destiny..."

"so what?"

"If you refuse to admit these things, you will hurt people." Wu Zixu looked at Mu Gesheng, "We have all inherited the masters since childhood, and we have learned since childhood that the seven families respect the fortune teller. If you reprimand Mu Gesheng with a word If there is nothing, then what we have done these years has become a joke."

"That's what you deserve." Song Wentong sneered, "You deserve your name Wu Zixu. You deserve it. It's just a joke!"

"Shut up." Mu Gesheng slapped Song Wentong across the face, "The third child's name was chosen by Mr." He said and looked at Chai Shuxin, "Can you make him temporarily mute?"

Chai Shuxin pricked the roaring Song Wentong with a needle, and Mu Gesheng sighed, and looked at Wu Zixu, "Third son, I understand what you mean, and I also understand your embarrassment for everything before. But we have no position to blame you for anything."

"As for the hexagram, it's not something to do, it's something to do."

Mu Gesheng said softly: "I know that the seven families of the philosophers are different from the common people. Since ancient times, they have survived the dynasties and dynasties. But just as I beg you, don't take me as a fortune teller, and don't praise me to the sky. .”

"Master's hair is full of hair. It's not without reason. The heights are full of frost and snow."

"That's too cold."

"And, you are all in the world."

Wu Zixu was silent for a long time, "Have you really thought about it?"

"Yes." Mu Gesheng smiled, "In the Ginkgo Study, I was the one who didn't think about making progress. I don't have any lofty ambitions. I am a mortal with a mortal body. I don't want to compete with the sky, and I don't want to be the best in the world. hero."

"The sky is in the sky, I look up, but if the sky falls, I can stand up straight."

"...Let's go, let's go." Wu Zixu shook his head again and again, "It's so rare to hear you say something human, why don't I come to help."

"Whether the Yinyang family will help each other, I'm not sure, although Wuchangzi may not be able to make a move." He looked at Mu Gesheng, "But Wu Zixu, it is imperative."

"Then we are grasshoppers on the same rope." Mu Gesheng patted him on the shoulder, "Good brother."

The four of them talked until late at night before they dispersed.

When Mu Gesheng returned to the barracks, he first started to deal with the backlog of official duties, and he was busy until the eve of dawn.He had just recovered from a serious injury, and he had been running around all day again. The medicine Wu Nian gave him could not last long, and the effect of the medicine faded, and his tiredness suddenly overwhelmed him.Mu Gesheng couldn't bear it anymore, so he slammed his head on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

He and the other three mentioned the clapper knocker he saw in his dream before, but he didn't get an accurate answer. He vaguely felt that the clapper sound had something to do with the Yin soldiers, but Wu Zixu didn't know the details.

"It may be a prophetic dream." The other party finally told him, "If you accept 49 mountain ghosts to spend money, it is already a fortune teller. The future can be predicted in the dream."

This time, it wasn't the sound of bangzi that he dreamed about.

There was a rapid sound of horseshoes approaching, accompanied by rumbling cannons, shouts and screams sounded together, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of blood.Some people ran wildly, some fell, some roared, gunshots rang out, and flesh and blood burst.The blood-red bird fell from the sky, thunder exploded, and flames were everywhere.

As far as the eye can see, it is scarlet.

"Sir...Mr. Mu...wake up!"

Mu Gesheng was awakened by the shaking.

He fell into a deep sleep, and the orderly took a long time to wake him up, sweating profusely, and said, "You finally woke up, I thought you passed out!"

"It's dawn?" Mu Gesheng sat up in a daze, dazed, and wiped the drool on the document, "It's not yet five o'clock, why is it so urgent?"

The orderly handed over a folder, "A urgent telegram from the front."

Mu Gesheng's eyelids twitched, he took the folder and opened it, only black and white words, a few words.

The front line fell, and the whole army retreated urgently.

From then on, every city and place will be a pass.

As long as there is a breath left, every inch of land will be contested.

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"The Moon Is Bloody Red" - Russian Folk Song