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Ha San said: "Han Liu'er, I still want to beat you with a military stick at the next camp. You have done a great service and saved Mr. Chen, so the military stick will be waived. I will also record the merit for you." Someone came over and beat you with the military stick. The dead horse was thrown into the car, and Li Da gave the order to move forward at full speed. They only rested for two quarters of an hour in the early morning, drank water for people and animals, and then moved on.
In the afternoon, it started to rain, and the light rain was not heavy at first. It was spring here, and apricot and plum blossoms were blooming everywhere, especially the apricot and peach blossoms, which were connected together one by one, as if they were spitting fire. In addition, it rained a little, and there was really a light rain of apricot flowers, and it felt like walking on Jiangdong.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT? away, but instead enjoyed looking at the scenery, and felt a little happy. But the good times did not last long, that is, after half an hour, the rain became heavier and heavier, and there were rivers and mud everywhere. The march became difficult.
At this time, the outpost came to report that there was a big town ahead, called Luchen City. Chen Lu was thinking that with such a heavy rain, there was no place to camp except the house in the city. The Holy One ordered not to disturb the people.
"Everyone can understand what the emperor means. It was originally intended to promote the Chinese dynasty. If it gets too much trouble, wouldn't it be counterproductive?" Along the way, no matter how bad the weather was, no matter how bad the weather was, even the swords from the sky did not touch the houses of the people.
So Chen Lu suggested to Li Da that he go to the authorities. In such a big town, there should be a village chief or a counselor's office to let them think of ways to make everyone camp. Li Da asked Li Xian for his opinion, but Li Xian didn't say anything. Just when he was about to send someone to contact him, Li Xian suddenly changed his mind and insisted on walking through the city to find a place to camp.
At this time, Chen Lu saw that the soldiers were soaked in the rain. They only had one bamboo hat and no raincoat, and they were already soaked. The luggage was all covered with oilcloth. But if we were camping, there wouldn¡¯t be enough tarpaulin on the big tent, and the tent cloth wouldn¡¯t be able to withstand such a heavy rain.
Li Xian didn¡¯t explain, but insisted on going outside the city. Li Da knew his character and was quite stubborn, so he had no choice but to agree and send the delegation through the city. Ten miles outside the city, a few families set up camp.
Li Da ordered the baggage team members to rent private houses and put all the materials needed to avoid rain in people¡¯s homes. The engineers cut down trees, built a stronghold, dug two wells, and fed the horses to cook. The strange thing is that Li Xian is supervising all this, and he never asks about these trivial matters. Everyone had a hasty dinner and went to bed early.
Li first went to Ha San and asked about the defense situation in detail. Ha San felt it was strange and did not dare to be careless. He led the patrol team to patrol in the rain himself.
It was almost the third watch, and two soldiers came panting under the heavy rain to report to Hasan: "Master Chen is missing. The envoy ordered him to go to the Chinese army's tent as soon as possible."
Ha San felt his head buzzing, calmed down, and thought about what the missing person meant. He sent someone to find Wenda and asked him to lead a patrol, and he hurried to the big tent.
Both envoys were present, Li Xian looked solemn, Li Da walked around, and Nalan and Xizi's eyes followed his body. Hasan ignored the salute and asked eagerly: "What's going on?" He seemed to be asking Nalan and Xizi.
Li Xian said: "I was unhappy when I heard about Luchen City. I didn't want to camp there. After walking for more than ten miles, I really became interested, but something happened."
This answer was not what the question was asked, but Ha San finally understood why this old gentleman insisted not to be stationed in the city, and why he had to do some things personally. Emotionally, he tabooed the word "Lu Chen" ("capture Chen"), and these strange things made the old gentleman change his temper.
Nalan told Hasan that Han Liuer was injured and was with the military doctor. Several soldiers arranged by Hasan escorted Mr. Chen. After the second watch, the soldiers standing guard outside the tent saw a flash of red light. They were startled and thought it was lightning. Then there was another flash and it was inside the tent. They hurried in and Master Chen was gone. There was no trace, but the shoes were still on the ground.
Ha San was filled with regret. Ordinary people could not kidnap Mr. Chen. He wanted to put a ghost talisman on it, but Chen Lu said that there was a new talisman and the old one should be deactivated first. In this bustling big town, I didn't think anything would happen, so I didn't take it seriously. Everyone was running around anxiously, but there was nothing they could do.
It¡¯s not someone else¡¯s fault, it¡¯s Chen Lu himself. He felt that the ghost talisman could not stick to it on such a rainy day, and he was tired and cold, so he went to bed early. He was very strange. He didn't feel anything at all. When he woke up, he saw something was wrong. He was not in his bed, but in a strange house.
This house is like a Nestorian (Orthodox) cathedral. It looks high and deep from the top. There is a dim lantern hanging in each corner. The ground is empty, not even a table or chair, and it is empty and quiet. The ground is deathly silent.
Chen Lu is not tied up, his hands and feet areI can move, but I can't stand up. His head felt swollen and painful, but he knew in his heart that he had been hooked again. He had been poisoned, most of which were drugs. Otherwise, if someone touches him, as long as he still has his thoughts, the blue belt will react naturally.
Chen Lu subconsciously touched the blue belt. The moment his hand touched the blue belt, a red light immediately emitted, and his hand was hit hard. I understand, the blue belt has been given a town object, and it is possible that it has been labeled a talisman. This is his personal belongings. No one can take it away from him, otherwise he would no longer be named Chen. His Azure Dragon Sword disappeared, but he didn't care. If he didn't know the sword technique, it would be useless for anyone to take it.
Chen Lu tried to "walk in the ten directions of the world" but felt nothing at all. He seemed to feel like what happened to Shi Yilang that time. He wanted to shout twice, but thought about it, save it, don't shout when it comes, they will show up. He is no longer the old Chen Lu. He is used to life and death. He has less than ten months to live, so it doesn't matter anymore.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and closed his eyes to rest. It was nice here, at least he wouldn't be soaked by the heavy rain. Damn it, sleep, make up for my old man¡¯s sleep, he fell asleep without even realizing it.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but he was woken up by waves of fishy smell. After a long sleep, he felt much more energetic. He smiled bitterly, thinking that this is how the heartless people in the world became. What stinks so much? He looked around and couldn't see anything, but the nauseating smell still penetrated his nostrils.
At this time, Chen Lu felt something dripping on his face. He thought the house was also leaking, so he touched his face with his hand. It turned out to be black and purple blood, and there was already a pool of blood all around him. He subconsciously looked above his head, where a rotting coffin hung hanging above. Lines of purple-black blood were clearly visible on the coffin, dripping down little by little. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com