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Volume Three: Smoke and Clouds in Weicheng Chapter 51: The Awakening of Memory

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    Under the moonlight, the merciless fire, like an ancient giant beast, spread bit by bit throughout the simple and simple wine shop. The chaotic tongues of fire devoured and burned everything it could touch.

    The handsome catcher tore open the wet silk clothes on his body and blocked his mouth and nose to prevent the smoke from entering his lungs. Then he kept slashing left and right with a big blunt knife, removing the pieces of wooden citrons that kept falling off the roof, as well as those blocking the roof.  Obstacles on the road are swept away.

    The rolling waves of fire kept roaring and growing in momentum, and the hot air current was like the destructive breath from the Nine Netherworld. Wave after wave, it kept sweeping through every inch of space in the small wine shop, destroying all life.

    The handsome catcher slowly opened the way with his knife and walked slowly towards the depths of the sea of ??fire. The billowing black smoke added a few black soot to his handsome cheeks. Dots of sweat stains continued to mix with the blackened charcoal ash, leaving a few spots on his forehead.  A strand of long, brown and curly hair that was burned by the scorching fire waves was tightly attached to the skin.

    The wet and thick cloth used to cover the mouth and nose on the face continued to emit white steam, but after a while, it became hot and dry, losing its original effect on smoke and dust.

    The billowing thick smoke continued to pass through the dry silk cloth, and was inhaled into the lungs along the mouth and nose. Shuai Captou felt dizzy and chest tight, and waves of suffocation continued to come.

    In desperation, he tore open the useless silk, held his breath, and began to speed up his steps. He knew that there was not much time left for him, and he had to find the old man's body as soon as possible and leave the fire scene.

    ??????????????????????????????????? Otherwise, in a few moments, the whole fire will be out of control, and afterwards, a large part of the tavern will surely collapse, and it may be difficult to leave by then.

    But things didn¡¯t seem to be progressing as expected. The handsome catcher went back and forth throughout the fire scene, not even a corner of the front door and the backyard was spared, but there was not even half a burnt bone, let alone the body.

    "Is it true that the old man was reduced to ashes in the fire as Brother Ling said?" The handsome catcher asked himself suspiciously. It seemed that he could not find any reasonable explanation other than this kind of statement.

    At this moment, the center of the wooden pillars of the wine shop was suddenly burned out by the fire, and the whole collapsed. Following the beams, small areas of the roof continued to collapse.

    At this moment, the handsome captain realized that he had to leave here immediately, otherwise once the fire burned down the remaining pillars and the entire wine shop collapsed together, he would be buried alive by the collapsed ruins and the fierce fire.

    Although he failed to find the old man's body as he wished, as his friend Hot Sauce, everything he did for Yan Xichen can be explained. After all, it's not that he doesn't want to continue, but if he continues, everything will be in vain.  In any sense, if you persist, you will only lose a life in vain.

    The feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath appeared more and more clearly in the nerves of his mind. At this moment, the handsome catcher did not dare to stop, he hurriedly held his breath and ran towards the entrance at full speed.

    He knew he had to escape from the fire within an extremely short time, otherwise he would have been suffocated by the thick smoke before the wine shop was destroyed by the fire.

    Just like when he came, the handsome catcher wielded a big blunt knife and cut down everything that hit him along the way. Since he didn't have the careful search when he came, the speed suddenly became much faster.

    "Ahem." The violent cough caused the handsome catcher, who had been trying to hold his breath, to ingest a large amount of toxic smoke. The dizziness caused by the strong burning and the stinging eyes caused by the smoke made his eyes tremble.  Almost ready to collapse.

    After taking a sip of strength and suppressing the dizziness in his heart, the handsome catcher quickly slashed down the messy wooden obstacles in front of him with his knife. He didn't even have time to wipe away the tears left by the stinging eyes, and rushed away.  go out.

    He knew very well that the more the situation was like this, the less he could give up. As long as he gritted his teeth and held on for a while, he would be safe and sound. Otherwise, he would definitely die.

    Just like that, a few moments later, the handsome catcher rushed from the inner hall of the wine shop to the lobby at an extraordinary speed, and the exit was already within sight.

    However, it seemed that God was always having trouble with him. In the open space outside the exit, moon-white light suddenly flashed continuously, and Sato waved the Japanese sword in his hand with a standard evil smile.

    The sharp sword energy, like the brilliant stars in the sky, bloomed with extremely luxurious light, destroying the crumbling door pillars of the exit, and the exit was completely sealed.

    The next moment, the sharp sword energy turned into a soul seducing order from Jiuyou, with bursts of dark aura, and the heat wave like the sea of ????fire in the wine shop, igniting the fireworks of death, and also hiding the fear in the heart of the handsome arrester  , blooming vividly.

    "No." Commander ShuaiHe roared at the top of his lungs. The fear of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy could no longer be concealed, and his usually resolute mask was torn. He began to be afraid, began to regret, and regretted that he had turned around and fallen into a needless predicament for the sake of loyalty.  .

    The collapsed door pillars isolated the last ray of light in the eternal darkness. Shuai Baotou's whole body suddenly became depressed, his chest was tight, he was short of breath, he was dizzy, and heavy and confusing feelings were constantly intertwined in his chest. He only felt that inside his mind.  There was chaos in my mind, and every time I recalled something, I felt mixed emotions.

    He was only sixteen years old, and he only started to remember things about Xu Du more than a year ago. Before he found out his identity, family and friends from more than a year ago, he didn't want to bear the responsibility of his life so early.  It shouldn't be a responsibility at his age. To be precise, he doesn't want to die yet.

    If he faced the enemy Sato head-on, he would have nothing to fear no matter how powerful the opponent was. However, facing such a situation, surrounded by a fiery purgatory with the exit blocked, he really didn't know what to do except panic and wait for death.  Do something.

    Confusing thoughts were rushing left and right in his mind, and the general's heart was like a mess. The young man was obviously in a mess at this moment.

    The big blunt knife was hacking at the collapsed doorpost without any order. Gradually, the handsome catcher felt that the strong power in his whole body suddenly became uncontrollable and scattered everywhere, no matter where he was.  No matter how hard you try, it's all in vain. It's a big blunt knife without the blessing of real power. The blade is dull and it doesn't even leave a trace when it hits the doorpost. It's not as good as a kitchen knife.

    "Heaven is going to kill me." The handsome catcher shook the big blunt knife in his hand mockingly, and let out a long sigh, his tone containing many important factors such as unwillingness and complaint.

    Since he was brought back to Weicheng by the old police officer of Weicheng a year ago, in the remaining memories, every critical moment will suddenly fail like the last time he dealt with the adulterer Tong Yang.

    Over the past year, he has gradually become accustomed to such unexpected situations, but what he didn't expect was that this time, he would die here.

    "Boom." There was a huge sound, and after it continued to burn for a while, the beams that lost the support of the door pillars began to collapse one after another, and one of them fell straight towards the handsome catcher's head.

    Instinctively, Capt. Shuai raised his blunt knife to face the falling beam, but the real power in his body was still dormant in his veins, unable to escape. This made Capt. Shuai once again fall into despair.  .

    The extremely heavy beams, with blazing flames, kept pressing down on Shuai Baotou. For a short moment, Shuai Baotou had the illusion that he had lived for many years.

    The hot breath, with its strong and almost suffocating energy, made the handsome catcher's already chaotic head become even more chaotic.

    In an instant, the dangerous aura was like invisible lightning, passing through the layers of chaotic thoughts in the mind, touching those long-standing memories deep in the mind.

    The chaotic mind returned to calm as quickly as rivers flowing into the sea. Long-lost pictures kept appearing in my mind, overlapping with the scene of wanton fire in front of me.

    "Fire, fire, camp, I am, I am Qin Zheng." The dusty memories of the past kept flooding into his mind. The handsome catcher raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the big blunt knife in his hand suddenly started to buzz and move.

    Roads of red fire-like breath were constantly flowing on the thick blade, and suddenly burst out. The charred beams that came down were instantly torn into countless pieces by the violent atmosphere, and scattered everywhere.

    Immediately afterwards, the crowd who had not dispersed outside felt that thousands of strange lights bloomed from the boundless fire, as sacred as the arrival of gods.

    The crowd was shocked and pointed, and some superstitious people even started to kneel down and salute, praying to the so-called "gods" to eliminate their anger.

    "Bang." Countless collapsed ruins exploded into pieces and flew far away. From the depths filled with fire, the handsome catcher slowly walked out wearing burned and tattered clothes.

    At this moment, his eyes were half clear and half blurred. The many extra memories in his head began to violently impact the brain nerves, and finally merged with them.

    In his extra memory, he seemed to remember that three years ago, he was the young prince Qin Zheng of Great Qin, and his glory was unlimited. However, after his father died, his brother Qin Yu sent him to the outside of the Great Wall as a supervisor in order to monopolize power.  Defend against the Huns.

    However, after more than a year of being stationed in the army, he did not die in the hands of the Xiongnu, but fell in the hands of his own brothers. In order to eliminate the root cause, Qin Yu secretly ordered the strong general Li Mu to plot against him.

    That night, the camp was set on fire. All the brothers in the camp either fell under the bows and arrows of their own men, or were killed alive in the massacre.He was burned to death in the hospital, and he himself was seriously injured. Just like before, he suddenly realized something in despair and broke out.

    In the end, he happened to be rescued by an old policeman from Weicheng and brought back to Weicheng. It was not until today that a fire made him wake up from his confused world.

    "The cook untied the cow." In the darkness, Sato took a breath of cold air, waved his hand and disappeared into the darkness with a few brothers. His intuition told him that the handsome catcher at this moment was in extreme danger.

    Sato believed that he was a capable man who understood current affairs, and the orders given by Yihe were also vague, so he chose to retreat without hesitation.

    The handsome catcher chuckled, and slowly walked deeper into the street with a big blunt knife. The smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a certain kind of perseverance.

    Ling Jingyun slowly moved his body. A period of rest had allowed him to regain some strength. He closed his lips a few times and opened his mouth to call out the handsome catcher who was walking further and further away.

    No matter how much he shouted, the handsome catcher with his back turned seemed to be a completely different person, walking quietly deeper into the street, ignoring his call.

    After knowing that the figure of the handsome catcher had completely disappeared, Ling Jingyun slowly came back to his senses and shook his head helplessly. His intuition told him that something must have happened to the handsome catcher.
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