Huo Lian had not dreamed for so long that she had forgotten what dreaming was, until she saw many people and recognized familiar faces among them.
These familiar people are dead.
Huo Lian immediately knew that she was dreaming.
In the past, when he was a child, after he went to the battlefield for the first time, he always had nightmares because of fear. His adoptive father told him that when he has nightmares, just shout louder and louder than anyone else, and be more fierce than anyone else. Even in nightmares,
No one can bully you.
He looked at the face of his adoptive father in the crowd surging in front of him, and roared vigorously. As he roared, the crowd seemed to be split open by a knife, the flesh and blood fell, and the skeleton fell to the ground. The same was true for his adoptive father.
But these pieces of flesh and blood did not dissipate with his roar, but continued to flow towards him, with countless stumps pulling him.
So what? Can flesh and blood drown him? Can these stumps tear him apart? Huo Lian stood motionless. He was just dreaming, unconscious, until he saw a long knife floating in the blood.
sword.
Huo Lian's eyes narrowed slightly at this sword. At the same time, the long sword slashed at him. He subconsciously reached out and the sword fell on the back of his hand. Blood spattered everywhere and severe pain spread out.
It hurts, it hurts.
Huo Lian opened her eyes suddenly, and the noise around her surged in like a tide, including the screams of prisoners, the collision of chains and instruments of torture, and the movement of guards.
He is still in jail.
Lying on his side on the bench in front of the torture rack.
"Captain?" Zhu Chuan stood outside. He turned around and saw that Huo Lian looked wrong, so he asked quickly, "What's wrong?"
Huo Lian raised her hand, glanced at the back of it, stood up and walked out.
"Captain?" Zhu Chuan was puzzled and hurriedly followed.
Huo Lian remained silent all the way out of the cell and walked in the dark night until she came to the door of a house.
It was the weapons room. Zhu Chuan took a look and asked, "Is the governor looking for anything to make a torture device?"
Huo Lian didn't answer him, only said: "Wait here." After that, she pushed the door and went in.
Zhu Chuan groaned, stood obediently, and looked inside. This weapons room was not a private place in Duchasi. There were weapons that anyone could use. He saw Huo Lian standing in front of the weapons shelf, reaching out from above.
Take off a sword.
This sword was much longer than common swords, and Zhu Chuan immediately recognized it as a six-foot sword.
The governor does not use the sword on a daily basis. He only puts it on his horse as a backup weapon when he goes out on patrol. He never has a chance to use it. If the governor loses his usual broadsword and needs to use a backup weapon, he will have to deal with it.
What a terrifying opponent.
Zhu Chuan has never seen such a terrifying opponent, nor does he believe there is one in the world.
What did the governor do with this sword when he woke up in the middle of the night?
Huo Lian looked at the sword.
Isn't it supposed to be unconscious in a dream? He had no consciousness when those stump limbs tore his body, so why did this sword cause him severe pain when it hit him in the dream?
Just like it was before.
Huo Lian pulled out the scabbard of the sword. The sword was darker than the night. He placed the sword on the back of his right hand. There was a scar there that fit the blade of the sword.
"You came into my dream." He said, "Did you mention your master today?"
He muttered to himself, and after a moment he swung his sword violently.
"Zhu Chuan!" he shouted, "Zhu Chuan."
Zhu Chuan hurriedly ran in: "Captain?"
"This sword is wrong." Huo Lian said, frowning, "I have said it before, it is light and not so...sharp."
Is it lighter? Zhu Chuan remembered that Huo Lian said this after he dropped it outside and picked it up. But what do you think of sharpness?
The thought flashed through her mind, and she saw Huo Lian raising her sword to strike at the weapon rack. The rack crashed to the ground, and the weapons on it made a harsh sound.
Zhu Chuan couldn't help but cover his ears.
There were chaotic footsteps outside, and a guard came over, lighting up the weapons room with a torch in his hand.
"Captain?" they asked.
Zhu Chuan waved to them to indicate that nothing was wrong, while Huo Lian stood holding a sword among the racks of weapons scattered on the ground.
"Look," he said, "the weapon rack wasn't even cut off."
Zhu Chuan approached, and the shelf fell to the ground. There were cracks on it, but it was indeed not broken.
"Maybe it was blocked by other weapons." He said.
There are many weapons on the shelf, and the sword just now was blocked and protected the shelf.
Huo Lian shook her head: "Even if other weapons block it, it can still cut it. You don't know how sharp it is."
He looked at the six-foot sword in his hand.
It is so sharp that it can cut off Liang Si's head with one sword.
The night was as cold as water, and the darkness dissipated, and a new day arrived. It seemed like the winter chill enveloped Xu Cheng in the blink of an eye.
Even though the sun is high in the sky, pedestrians on the street still bundle up in their robes.
There was a charcoal stove in the waiting room of Lu's Clothing Store in Xucheng. The shopkeeper of the Xucheng store raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his nose. Although the room was warm, it was not so warm that it would make people sweat.
Shopkeeper Xu Cheng was sweating because of the girl sitting opposite him.
Mr. Lu said that the profits from the Xucheng store should be given to the girl, and as expected, Qixing came this month.
The shopkeeper didn't dare to say anything more, but he played a trick and moved a bunch of account books over and asked hypocritically: "Miss, do you want to check the accounts?"
He knew that this girl came to the family at the age of ten and was raised as a young lady in the house, but of course it was different from the young ladies in the family. The young ladies in the family were taught by their wives to learn about housework, while this Seven Stars was just used as a handyman.
She had no chance to learn this, and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to read the account books at all.
Unexpectedly, the girl just said yes, then sat down and started to read the account book.
She read quickly, and just when the shopkeeper thought she was just pretending, she put down the account book and said, "In order to give me less money, it is not easy to do this account."
Do you really understand? The shopkeeper couldn't believe it, so he pretended to be confused and tried to say that there was no such thing. But the next moment, the girl picked out a few questionable account books and threw them in front of him.
"If you think I'm wrong, ask someone from the guild to review it," she said.
Her expression was calm, neither angry nor dissatisfied, but she looked inexplicably flustered in the shopkeeper's eyes.
He didn't dare to let others know about the dispute between the Lu family and this girl. The shopkeeper hurriedly apologized and made excuses: "In my family's business, not every store makes money, so I'm used to, well, tearing it down and patching it up——
"
"I don't care how you make up for it," Qixing said. "If the money here doesn't satisfy me, I'll find another store."
After saying that, he pointed to the account book.
"You don't have to show me these account books from now on, and I won't read them either. I have an idea of the profit of your shop. If it's less than this amount, I don't recognize it. Of course, if your profit is more than this amount, I won't ask for more. That's it."
That’s fair.”
How is this fair? The shopkeeper thought to himself. He looked up and saw the girl sitting there with a calm expression and a petite and thin figure, but he felt cold and sharp for no reason.
"Yes." He lowered his head and responded, "I understand."
The two people here are talking, there is some noise outside, it seems that someone ran in.
"The shopkeeper's, the shopkeeper's."
The store clerk was shouting outside, and people barged in.
The shopkeeper's temper came out: "Who asked you to come in! Didn't I tell you not to disturb me? I disturbed the distinguished guest!"
The shop clerk glanced timidly at the girl sitting over there. Although he had only been here twice, he still remembered this girl. The last time he came, he took away a lot of good fabrics and looked very rich, so this girl
This time, the shopkeeper personally entertained you?
The distinguished guests were not disturbed and drank tea.
"Yes, there is good news from home." The store clerk whispered, unable to hide his elation, "The third young master has been admitted to Taixue and has become a doctoral student of Taixue."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's temper disappeared and he was overflowing with joy. It was done, it was finally done, and the Lu family's future was secure.
"Quick, let's see the reward. Let's also congratulate the third young master." He ordered.
The store clerk happily responded, turned around and ran out.
The shopkeeper Le Zizi turned around, looked at the girl sitting on the chair drinking tea, coughed slightly, and straightened her back: "Miss Qixing, you see, our third young master is very happy."
I must regret it. This kind of chaos made my family disgusted and left no room for change.
You must be scared. He is so arrogant. He is just a commoner who climbed up to Linglongfang. How can he compare with the Lu family.
He saw the girl put down the teacup.
"The third young master is very happy." She said, "Then let me give me an extra piece of money to celebrate with you."
The shopkeeper once again suspected that he had heard wrongly. What? You still dare to ask for money? You are still happy and want to give her money?
"Of course you have to give me money. Just ask the great master and you will know. If, no, otherwise, then." Qixing said, looking at the shopkeeper's faint smile, "Of course I share in the joy."
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