The moonlight is like water, and the town becomes a furnace.
The raging fire is burning wantonly in Ping'an Town. There is no peace anywhere, and there is a furnace everywhere.
At the beginning, there were screams, calls, firefighting sounds, and crying...
After arriving, there was only the sound of the flames crackling and continuing.
The entire town of Ping'an burned into a sky-reaching torch, and then as if the sky couldn't stand the miserable situation, a heavy rain fell, gradually extinguishing the flames.
The town, which was originally crowded with people and bustling with people, was left with only charcoal still smoking and charred corpses that broke into pieces at the touch of a touch.
Tens of miles away, Chen Yang looked far into the distance and saw dark clouds shrouding the distance, thunder rumbling, and heavy rain. Then, he could no longer see the light of fire reaching the sky.
Ping'an Town has become a thing of the past.
At the same time, his status as the concubine of the Prince of Zhenbei was also temporarily in the past.
"Grandma, thank you."
Chen Yang seriously and sincerely bowed to the hunched old woman in front of him.
The old woman coughed violently for a long time, then raised her head and looked at Chen Yang with an almost greedy look, as if she couldn't get enough of it.
"Little Lord......"
The old grandma stretched out her hands like old tree bark and wanted to touch Chen Yang's face.
Chen Yang sighed secretly. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and lowered his head to his face.
The old grandma's hand gently touched his face, it was as cold as if there was no warm blood in it.
Even though she was reluctant to leave, she still quickly retracted her hands, as if she was afraid of freezing Chen Yang.
"Young Master, Zhenbei Palace cannot go back."
"The eldest lady will not give up."
"you listen to me......"
The old grandma kept talking.
At the beginning, her tone was hurried, and she wanted to explain all the things she had not explained clearly, for fear that she would die of anger in the middle of the sentence.
Later, the old woman's consciousness gradually became blurred, and she spoke more in a confused manner.
When she was a girl, she was raised by the grandmother of Chen Yang, an innocent little maid;
After the original owner's mother died, she took care of the young owner who was just a child night after night, not daring to close her eyes, for fear that if she were not careful, the bloodline that had entrusted all the meaning of her existence would be cut off.
One second, the old nanny was still talking about the past, and the next second, she mentioned the last method she used, and so on. In the end, she felt like she wanted to shout out every word with all her strength, but when Chen Yang heard it,
But it was so turbid that it sounded like it was shouting in the mouth.
After muttering unconsciously for a while, the old woman finally breathed her last breath.
"Huh~"
Chen Yang listened patiently to the end, exhaled slowly, stretched out his hand to help the old woman close her eyes.
"Although, I am not your young master."
"However, according to my understanding of the heavens, there is nothing wrong with saying that I am your young master."
"No matter what, I took over the body of the original owner and received your favor, then I will bear the karma."
After Chen Yang finished speaking, he silently dug a hole in the ground, then went to the nearby forest to peel off the bark of some palm-like plants, simply woven it into a mat, wrapped it around the old woman's body, and buried it
In a four-foot-three-inch hole.
"The custom in this world is that those who have no heirs are buried three feet and two inches apart, and those who have heirs are buried four feet and three inches away.
Also, the body cannot be exposed to the ground, it needs to be isolated by a coffin, or at least wrapped in a straw mat."
Chen Yang shook his head: "This is similar to the rules of the earth. Grandma, I don't know if you have any heirs, but you must regard the original owner as your heir."
"It's a pity that I can't stay long. Lao Zongfeng and others may not have any way to pursue me, and the killers sent by the lady may not all be dead."
"Sorry for the simplification."
Chen Yang finally bowed three times to the unknown grave, then turned around and walked away.