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Writing in the Republic of China (60)

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    The scorching heat wave made a splashing sound through the leaves, the noisy cicadas chirped endlessly, two black fine dogs were lying in the shade of the tree with their tongues out, and a few weak birdsong rang from the fence.

    It's a summer afternoon, and even the air is full of lazy smells.

    It's just that the scorching heat suddenly turned cold and depressed after entering Le Jing's bedroom.

    Le Jing lay groggy on the bed, covered with a thick quilt, but his body was still cold.  His body seemed to be covered with a thin film, which isolated him from the heat outside.

    Since the beginning of summer, Le Jing's body has inexplicably become weak.  The specific manifestations are general weakness, cold hands and feet, hypersomnia, lethargy and anorexia.

    Doctors came in wave after wave, including both Chinese and Western medicine, but they couldn't find out the reason. It could only be seen that Le Jing's body was rapidly declining.  Some doctors even shook their heads after taking Le Jing's pulse, saying let Le Jing prepare for the funeral.

    The old doctor who warned Le Jing earnestly and earnestly that "wisdom will hurt you" said bluntly this time: "You are a sign of exhaustion." It's just that the old doctor is puzzled that this kind of symptom usually occurs  They are all very old people, they are not suffering from any disease, but the time limit is up, so the body will slowly lose vitality, which is the so-called death of old age.

    The old doctor is puzzled because Li Jingran is not one of those old people who have died of old age, he is only 17 years old this year, but his pulse is as dead as those old people in their eighties.

    Le Jing has guesses about this.

    When he passed through, Li Jingran was already dead.  In other words, he was actually possessed by a dead body.  Before he got sick frequently, he guessed that it was a rejection reaction caused by the incompatibility between his soul and Li Jingran's body.  Now the vitality in this body is rapidly draining, it is very likely that the rejection reaction has intensified, and his soul may soon leave Li Jingran's body.  In other words, it meant that he was going to die.

    Two months ago, Ryota Nakamura said that he would be killed in 185 days.  He calculated the time and found that it was October 4th, which happened to be the Double Ninth Festival.

    For the past two months, Le Jing has not been idle. He asked his deskmate Ding Hui to mobilize his family's power to investigate the mastermind behind the assassination.

    But if they completely hibernate and hide after missing a hit this time, then even the police investigation can't find any clues. After all, the Republic of China has no surveillance. Finding a killer in the whole city of Beiping is no less than finding a needle in a haystack.

    So he also accelerated the pace of the "Dynasty Rise" plot, trying to force those people to show up again with more "forbidden" content.  The current plot of "Dynasty Rise" has progressed to the point where the emperor was killed by a wild hu. Under the banner of avenging the emperor, Xu Wangmu has already pulled up a rebel army of 300,000 people. There are many literati and generals working under his banner, and he has recovered  Most of Dahua lost ground.  At this time, they are accumulating grain and building high walls, sharpening their knives, preparing to recover the other half of the lost land occupied by wild hus under the banner of avenging the emperor.

    If those people really wanted to kill him because of a certain idea contained in "Dynasty Rise", then those people would not be able to sit still after seeing the current development of the plot.

    Because Xu Wangmu now has more than 300,000 troops, enjoying the incense and worship of all the people under his rule.  After driving away the wild hu army, his reputation is bound to be pushed to the peak, and he will be the most powerful person in Dahua

    Facing such achievements of Xu Wangmu, all the people in the world can only count on the throne.

    Xu Wangmu, a commoner, will wear a yellow robe and create a great cause.

    Although the background took place in the ancient times, and Dahua was different from the Republic of China, it was a feudal and imperial country, but "The Rise of the Dynasty" is a serious book about rebellion.

    So these days, Le Jing stays behind closed doors, and Li Shuran also asks for leave to stay at home.  There were also many plainclothes policemen ambushing outside the house, hoping that if the killer came to assassinate again, they would be able to catch them all.

    However, the various plots written by Le Jing were still not published by "Peking Fiction News".

    Ever since "The Way of the Animal" came out, Zhang Xiguan had already assigned the job of receiving the manuscript to a new editor, and he never came to discuss the plot of "Dynasty Rise" with Le Jing enthusiastically.

    Le Jing is not sad about this, but it is just that the way is different and there is no conspiracy.

    Zhang Xiguan, who came to the door suddenly this time, looked as pale as a dead man, and stared straight at Le Jing as soon as he came in.

    "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

    Zhang Xiguan looked at him with hope in despair, and asked softly, "Will Xu Wangmu be the emperor?"bsp; They wanted him dead.

    He was indeed dying.

    They didn't even have to assassinate him, his body wouldn't last long.

    Therefore, during the month since he fell ill, the outside world has been extremely calm.

    Those people are not in a hurry to assassinate him anymore.

    There should be some of them among the doctors who diagnosed him.

    So they are all waiting for him to die.

    Waiting for him to die feebly on the hospital bed.

    But¡­¡­

    Le Jing coughed and laughed at the same time, his deep eyes were burning with hot flames.

    Why should he do what they want?

    Do they think that a dying person can't make any trouble?

    Did they think they would be safe when he died?

    Be his mother's blue sky. Daydream!

    Li Shuran heard the heart-piercing cough coming from the house, and rushed up worriedly: "Brother, are you okay?"

    In her field of vision, she saw the elder brother, who was dying and was informed by the doctor to prepare for his funeral, sat up, his face was bathed in shadow and blurred, only a pair of phoenix eyes were amazingly bright, and there was a desperate ruthlessness in them.

    "elder brother¡­¡­?"

    "Shuran." The elder brother showed her a strange smile, and his voice was soft and erratic: "Can I do you a favor?"

    Li Shuran swallowed, and subconsciously lowered her voice: "What's the matter?"

    "Tell my friends, I'm going to die." The young man opened and closed his lips, as if a poisonous snake was spitting out its core dangerously. "If they are free, can they come and listen to my last words?"

    Li Shuran fell into an ice cave.

    "No! You won't die!" She rushed up, clutching Le Jing's hand tightly, like crazy: "I will invite the best doctor for my brother and prescribe the best medicine for him! So  " She sobbed loudly, her eyes pleading, she didn't know whether she was convincing Le Jing or herself: "You won't die, you won't."

    The elder brother didn't comfort her, he seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts, and said to himself: "After I die, you will leave China with Ryota Nakamura, don't go to Japan, go to the United States. You are not allowed to step into China in this life,  do you understand?"

    For the first time in her life, Li Shuran yelled fiercely at her brother: "I don't understand! Brother, you won't die! No!! I won't go anywhere!!"

    "Shuran." The elder brother took a breath and said weakly, "Be obedient, don't let me die without being able to close my eyes."

    Li Shuran took a few steps back with tears streaming down her face, and shook her head desperately, "No! No! Impossible! You are still so young" Then she ran out covering her face.

    Le Jing tilted his head in trouble, a little puzzled.  In the traditional sense, death is indeed something to be sad about, but is it necessary to be so sad?

    Li Jingran was not good to Li Shuran before, and after time travelling, he only fulfilled the basic duty of raising Li Shuran, so why did Li Shuran have such deep affection for him?  Why was his death so unacceptable?

    "Ah, the human heart is really hard to understand." Le Jing tried his best to get up from the bed, put on his shoes and staggered out of the house, and said to himself: "I hope Chunyan can calm down." (Remember this website website: www.  hlnovel.com
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