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Five days, only five days, Chu Xiaoye and Mu Yuntian starry night rushed back to Wangcheng for the funeral.

Along with them are Yuehen and Xingyang.

Everyone on the road has received the news that the emperor has issued an order to posthumously confer Chu Zhou as Duke Zhongyong, and the funeral will be handled according to the general's specifications.

Even though Churi's body hadn't been found at this time, Emperor Jin Nuo ordered the National Teacher's Mansion to do the trivial matters in the past few days, saying that he wanted the Chu family to set up a tomb first, so that Churi's soul could rest in peace earlier.

Chu Xiaoye has been on the road for five days, her eyes are covered with blue and black eye circles, her face is haggard, her originally thin body has become thinner, and her plain clothes are hanging on her body.Mu Yuntian accompanied him all the way back, reluctant to give up, but he could only stay with him. The five consecutive days of restless sleep and food made everyone who had just returned from the desert exhausted. Even Chu Xiaoye was like this. Naturally, Yuntian was not much better.

When I saw the old master and Princess Zhaohua again, the old master seemed to have aged several decades overnight, his hair that was originally black was now gray, and he didn't say a word when he saw his beloved young son. Sigh again and again.Princess Zhaohua's eyes were red, she was holding a handkerchief, and shed tears from time to time.What a pain it must be for the two elders to lose their son in old age.

In front of the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, as soon as she saw Chu Xiaoye, Princess Zhaohua couldn't help herself, and hurriedly pulled her over and hugged her, the uncontrollable sobs lingered in Chu Xiaoye's ears.

"Mother..." Chu Xiaoye was also very sad, and reached out to pat Princess Zhaohua on the back, but she couldn't say a word of comfort, and her eyes were red because of her mother's sadness.

The mourning hall is located in the main hall of the National Teacher's Mansion. The originally gorgeous and simple National Teacher's Mansion is now covered with a piece of onyx. Rows of white incense candles are burning on the elevated shelf of the mourning hall. There is an empty coffin in the middle, and the altar is worshiped on the stage.Sitting on both sides of the mourning hall are some eminent monks, chanting mantras of rebirth.

Chu Xiaoye knelt in front of Chu Zhou's coffin, without saying a word, passing through a group of strange relatives and friends who came to attend the funeral.

Beside him, Mu Yuntian also knelt down, and accompanied Chu Xiaoye to offer incense and watch the spirit.

Princess Zhaohua, who led the two of them in, cried even more miserably when he saw this situation.

In the middle of the moon, Chu Xiaoye continued to kneel until midnight. The relatives and friends who were going to the funeral had long since dispersed, but he still knelt straight before the coffin and refused to leave. Reluctant.

The old Guoshi and his wife had already lost their eldest son, and this time they felt sorry for the younger son even more, and tried to persuade Chu Xiaoye, but Chu Xiaoye turned a deaf ear to it, as if determined to forcefully kneel for seven days.

Chu Zhou was really dead.

No one found the body, but two days ago, Churi was supposed to arrive at Wangcheng to return to his life, but there was no news without warning.

The old master made a divination at the begging of Princess Zhaohua, but he calculated that his eldest son was dead, and then there was the emperor's list and this funeral.

Who killed him?Where did he kill him?Where is the body?

Chu Xiaoye's mind was full of disbelief and doubts, and she went back and forth thousands of times, but she still had no way of knowing the answer.

He closed his eyes tightly, and recalled his brother's voice and smile thousands of times in his mind, but there was still nothing but darkness.

Chu Xiaoye had hoped for the vision of the future, but this time, she saw nothing.

Chu Xiaoye blankly recalled every bit of what happened after she came to this world, and couldn't tell what she felt like.

From the moment he came to this world, the reason why he was able to adapt so quickly was actually because he felt that he was just playing an extremely real stand-alone game.

He was just sitting in front of the computer, manipulating the mouse, and he could clearly see all the NPC levels and combat power players, and the only ones coming and going around him were some NPCs.Those that exist to promote the plot, those that serve themselves, those that have no flesh and blood and no value... NPCs, that's all.

The eye of the soul is like the data bar in the game. It can even see the true thoughts of each character in the game thoroughly, and even give a preview of the main story of the game.

And he is just a player from beginning to end, a player who needs to collect all nine binding charms to complete the task and pass the level.

Chu Xiaoye admits that he has no sense of substitution from the beginning to the end.

He always thinks that his name is Chuxue, and Chuye is just a game ID, which has no sense of life at all.

Even when Jiuhuafeng was trapped in the stone room, he firmly believed that someone would come to rescue him, no matter who it was, and he would be able to get out alive.Because, he is the only player in this stand-alone game.

There is no reason for the protagonist to be easily killed by an NPC.

Even then, that was what was really on his mind.

To say that he was indifferent, let alone that he never participated at all.

But at this moment, what he really felt, the brother who loved him so much, and even didn't want to hurt his brother when he was assassinated by the Dementor Curse, died without warning.

It was as if the heart was tightly held by one hand, and it was difficult to breathe even a little bit.This is never how a player would feel.

"It's just a dead NPC", Chu Xiaoye couldn't make herself think so anyway.

Chu Xiaoye, no, Chuxue, suddenly realized that this was the reality he had to accept.

People here have feelings and value, and I am not a so-called prophet, nor a so-called player who stays out of things. I have really existed in this boundless world for a long time, and I am just a fragile human being who will die at any time That's all.There is no difference at all from everyone around.

After seven days like a walking corpse, Chu Xiaoye knelt in front of Chu Zhou's spirit without saying a word, and even had to be forced by Princess Zhaohua to take a bite of food.

Seven days later, the mourning hall was removed and the tomb was erected.

Seeing the empty coffin being buried deep in the ground, Chu Xiaoye finally burst into tears.

The forbearance, disbelief, panic and sadness of these days suddenly welled up in his eyes.

In addition to the days of traveling, Chu Xiaoye, who hadn't closed her eyes for more than ten days, finally fainted in front of the grave in Chuzhao.

After waking up again, it was the morning of the third day, Chu Xiaoye opened his eyelids that seemed to be glued together, and saw Mu Yuntian at the table looking at him.

Dawn shines through the thin window paper and falls all over the floor.And this man under the setting sun, with handsome facial features, a face like a warm jade, half shadow and half warm, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyes seemed to be shattered by a sunset glow.

The worry in that person's eyes made Chu Xiaoye feel so real for the first time, so real that he was already separated from "Chu Xue".Chu Xiaoye took the initiative to get out of bed, walked to the table, and pulled the warm palm of Palace Master Mu, feeling the realism of life conveyed by the interlacing of ten fingers.

Chu Xiaoye lowered her eyes, her brother had already gone.

From this moment on, he is the real one, the second young master of the Chu family, the heir of the National Teacher's Mansion.

"I... you can accompany me to find my brother's body. I don't want to look for the God-binding talisman anymore. I'll go and find out about my brother first. If I don't avenge this revenge, I will have no peace for the rest of my life." After making up her mind, Chu Xiaoye took the initiative to speak. .

Since it was no longer a game, he was no longer in a hurry to complete the so-called main task.

Palace Master Mu looked slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect Chu Xiaoye to calm down so quickly, and then agreed: "Well, I will always be with you."

Chu Zhou has known him for many years, and Palace Master Mu will definitely avenge him.

After Chu Xiaoye hastily drank a bowl of porridge, he went to the study of the Guoshi Mansion to discuss with the old Guoshi about finding Chuzhang.

Palace Master Mu immediately called for the left and right guardians, and the two of them kept vigil last night until midnight before leaving.

Xingyang was very sad, and when he came, he was holding a roll of the map of Jinnuo Kingdom in his hand.

At this moment, there is still no clue about the murderer who killed Chu Zhou, and everyone thought that if the murderer targeted the Chu family, then there was no guarantee that he would not attack the Chu family's second young master.So everyone discussed and decided that the two of them would leave after all the itinerary arrangements on the road were settled.

"Early tomorrow morning, I will go on the road with Ye'er." Palace Master Mu spoke first.

"The subordinates go with the Palace Master." Xing Yang took the initiative to ask for Ying.

"No," Palace Master Mu shook his head lightly, "Ye'er and I are looking for some clues on this trip, the less natural people the better, and we won't startle the snake."

"But... my subordinates, I really can't just stand by and watch Brother Chu go away so wronged!" Xingyang couldn't hide his grief. He had also been friends with Chu Zhou for many years, and he was very reluctant to let such an outstanding talent fall.

"The affairs on Xi Ya's side need someone to sit in charge." Palace Master Mu glanced at him, and the meaning behind his words was clearly conveyed.

Xingyang thought of the letter he received from the head of the Starscar Palace a few days ago, opened and closed his mouth a few times, then turned his head away, and naturally stopped talking.

Seeing that the two had reached an agreement, Chu Xiaoye took the roll of map and spread it out on the table.

"When we came from Heping City earlier, we took this road for the safety of my young master," Yuehen slid his finger across the map, pointing out a clearly marked official road, "although this road is safe , but bypassed a lot of small roads, so it took us five days to arrive at the starry night. And when General Chu returned, the army was alive. According to General Chu's brave and fearless temperament, it should not He will take a detour and follow the official path."

Chu Xiaoye remembered that when Chu Zhou came to Heping City to meet him, even though she was reluctant to part with him, she just talked to her hastily, and didn't even leave a meal to eat with her, thinking that this person would definitely rush back to Wangcheng to return to his life.

"Here," Xingyang frowned and pointed to a small road, which seemed to be distributed at the foot of a mountain, "there are two small roads here that lead to the king's city, and the two roads are about the same distance. .”

"However, apart from us, who else would know whether my brother is taking the official road or the small road, and would set up an ambush along the road, could it be my brother's cronies who know him well, or maybe someone has been secretly following him along the road? "Chu Xiaoye's analysis.

Palace Master Mu was noncommittal, and pointed at a hill between two small roads with his fingertips. It was written on the map that it was called Nanhuai Mountain, and said, "It is very likely that Churi walked directly from the mountain. I went out with him once. I have traveled a few times, and he once led me through here. There is a path on Nanhuai Mountain that only some hunters know, and it is only for one person and one horse to pass, but it is much closer than the two paths at the foot of the mountain."

Chu Xiaoye looked at the place, and the mountain trail was not marked on the map, so this road may be more suitable for setting up an ambush than the two roads down the mountain.

"The main purpose of this trip is to find clues. There is no need to hurry. The big deal is to walk all these roads once." Palace Master Mu made a final decision, and the other three nodded in agreement.

After waiting for everyone to have dinner together at the National Teacher's Mansion, I told the old Guoshi and his wife the purpose of this trip.The left and right protectors went out to prepare the luggage for the two of them, while Chu Xiaoye went to sleep again after taking a bath.

In the next few days, I am afraid that I will have to work hard again.This time, only he and Mu Yuntian walked forward alone, and the future was really uncertain.

Ever since Chu Xiaoye figured it out, she obviously cherished her life even more.

Three days before the attack, late at night, at the inn in Changning Town.

The blue tiles on the roof were lifted lightly, and the General Chu on the bed was instantly alert, watching someone throw a few crickets from the roof calmly.

One, two, three... sixteen.

All of a sudden, the room was full of chirping, chirping, and chirping noises.

General Chu had no choice but to get out of bed and start catching crickets.

Along the way, people have done this kind of silly prank countless times. Although it didn't hurt him at all, it was very annoying and disturbed his peace.

As early as the first day when he set off alone to rush back to King Jinnuo City to return to his command, he had caught this mischievous little thief.

The daughter of Prime Minister Wen's family in Jinnuo Kingdom is named Wen Ningning.

Chu Zhou had a deep impression of this girl. As early as three years ago, when he made military exploits and became famous in the Jinnuo Kingdom, Prime Minister Wen tried every means to marry this daughter to him.

Wen Ningning's kung fu is not bad, and she is superior in the water section, but as a young woman, she is enough to amaze the entire Wangcheng, and even the entire Jinnuo.This woman is especially good at hidden weapons, and the lotus flying knife is called a life-seeking knife by people in the Jianghu, and her lightness kung fu is also amazing.

At first, Chu Zhou felt that Wen Ningning was a bit special, but Wen Ningning had no choice but to always have a dislike for him, and seemed to ignore him.Although the old master had told him that Wen Ningning did not dislike him, it was just because of his daughter's reservedness that he refused to reveal it.And this time when he led the army to the border, Wen Ningning did everything possible to follow, teasing himself along the way.

There was nothing he could do about catching Wen Ningning, who was secretly doing bad things in the early day. How could the dignified General Jinnuo care about a woman, so he had to teach her a few words and let her go, but he didn't want Wen Ningning to get worse from then on. Every night I try to play tricks on him.

After tidying up all the crickets, General Chu turned over to sleep again, exhausted from traveling for days.

A woman's heart is really like a needle in the sea, elusive.

Jinnuo's [-]-strong army was on the way back, hundreds of miles behind the fast-tracking General Chu, and camped in a wild forest.

Lieutenant General Wen Tai sat alone in the tent, staring at the candles in a trance.

A red figure slid past countless soldiers' tents like a ghost, but no one noticed it. The figure finally entered the lieutenant's tent.

"How?" Wen Tai raised his eyes to see the woman in red rushing in from the window, as if he had already gotten used to it.

"Not much." Wen Ningning sat down directly, but his eyes slid across Wen Tai's face lightly, with an arrogant attitude, as if he didn't even bother to look at the person in front of him.

"Bang—" The simple wooden table in the center of the tent was shattered, almost attracting soldiers outside the tent.

"What do you mean? The task given to you by the lord has not made any progress so far, how do you want to return?" Wen Tai was extremely angry at the woman in front of him who had been perfunctory to him for more than ten days.

"Hmph, how do I return to my life? What does it have to do with you?" Wen Ningning lowered his head and played with his nails. The bright red Dan Kou seemed to be dripping off. "I said earlier that I couldn't beat him. Of course, the mission has not progressed."

"Pa—" Wen Ningning had a bright red palm print on his face.

Wen Tai immediately turned his head aside, and a lotus flower flying knife was really nailed to the tent behind him.

Even though Wen Ningning didn't hesitate for a moment at all, a lotus flying knife flew out between his fingers with his backhand, but Wen Tai's slap Wen Ningning was caught off guard at all, and Wen Ningning's slap Wen Tai had already seen. Prepare.

"What do you think you are? It's just a dog adopted by the adults!" Wen Ningning scolded angrily, never expecting that the man in front of him would dare to hit her.

"Hmph, if this mission is ruined in your hands, you will see who will become a dog in the eyes of adults." Wen Tai has endured it for dozens of days, holding back his words to taunt.

"Hmph, it's not your turn to talk about my affairs, bastard!" Wen Ningning flicked her red sleeves, her skirt fluttered, and she disappeared.

A lotus flower flying knife pierced Wen Tai's vest precisely.

Wen Tai spewed a mouthful of blood into his throat, turned his head slowly, and sure enough saw the woman with a cold smile behind her.

"If I didn't want to get my hands dirty, do you think you would have survived to this day?" Wen Ningning pulled out the Lianhua Throwing Knife, wiped the blood on Wen Tai's sleeve, turned and left the camp.

The anger between Wen Tai's brows was even worse, only because he was still wearing the fine steel armor he used in battle, all the throwing knives did not fall into the death spot.

"How could this woman's assassination method fail to kill Chu Zhou?"

After Wen Ningning had left for a long time, Wen Tai lifted the thick bed curtain.

The man in black in the tent sat holding his breath.

The red figure returned to the inn and stayed in the room next door to Churi. The night was already deep, but the woman could not sleep peacefully.With his back against the thin brick wall separating him from him, he sat slowly on the cold bluestone floor, listening to the even and long breathing of the person next door.

A sigh slipped out of Wen Ningning's nasal cavity, barely audible.

Raising his hand, there was a blush around his mouth, his cheeks were still hot, Wen Tai's slap had enough spiritual power, and he was merciless.

"I have exhausted all my benevolence, and the rest...you are well."

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