The next day, Zhou Yang was woken up by the baby's crying.
At this time, the horrific scene of bloody flesh and blood in the Hebochang Hutong, which had been quiet last night, finally attracted the attention of the foreign devils and gave the Eight-Power Allied Forces a huge shock!
Like Satan coming, the hell-like scene shocked countless ordinary coalition soldiers!
Fighting all the way to Beijing, they had never encountered such heavy casualties in direct conflicts with the Qing army and the Boxers, let alone such miserable deaths!
Upon closer inspection, they were even more shocked!
In addition to Hebochang Hutong, there were more than 80 coalition soldiers killed last night in other places!
Suddenly, the coalition forces were in panic. The coalition command immediately gathered the troops and began a search around the Hebochang Hutong, hoping to find the murderer who caused the tragedy!
only,
After a wide-net search, the enemy was still not found. On the contrary, every evening and night, a large number of coalition soldiers were brutally killed.
But when nearby soldiers rushed over, there was no trace of the enemy!
There was even a soldier who survived who swore that when he arrived, he saw the mysterious man suddenly disappearing like a ghost, followed by a torrential rain of bullets, and his comrades died on the spot.
If he hadn't been right around the corner and hid behind the courtyard wall in time, he would have been killed by the Dark Night Death!
After a few days, not only was the mysterious man not found, but the reputation of the "God of Death in the Night" spread more and more widely. For a time, everyone was in danger, and the lower-level coalition soldiers became more and more uneasy.
So in the next few days, the people in the capital were surprised to find that the foreign devils who burned, killed, raped and looted, were vicious and committed all kinds of evil, suddenly changed their nature and became more well-behaved. Especially at night, those foreign devils who usually brought trouble to the people
The foreign devils all gathered in the Forbidden City and did not dare to come out again.
After knowing the reason, the name of "The God of Death in the Dark Night" became a household name even to the people in the capital.
Many people who didn't know the truth, when they heard this foreign word from pidgin, thought that this god could defeat foreign devils, so they carved a tablet of the god and kept it at home, burning incense and praying every day, in order to seek the protection of the "god of death in the dark night".
As for our dark night god of death, these days he is not only busy killing Japanese but also working as a part-time babysitter, running around constantly trying to find food for the baby.
In the blink of an eye, five days flew by.
The red number on Zhou Yang's wrist stayed at 356/100.
Mao Shi,
Outside Chaoyang Gate.
It's just dawn.
Zhou Yang went to the appointment with his baby in his arms and met Cheng Youlong who had been waiting there for a long time.
"Mr. Zhou!"
Seeing Zhou Yang coming out of Chaoyang Gate, Cheng Youlong came up to greet him and bowed his hands in greeting to Zhou Yang.
"Brother Cheng."
Zhou Yang returned the gift with one hand.
"Mr. Zhou, please come with me."
Cheng Youlong drove an ox cart, invited Zhou Yang to get on the ox cart, and then personally drove the ox toward Lou Xinzhuang.
"Now that the Yi people have invaded the capital, the current situation is chaotic. Tianjin, Shandong, Hebei, and the entire North China war situation is in a state of corruption. My father is temporarily buried in Louxinzhuang. After the situation calms down, he will be raised from the grave and sent back to Chengjia Village in Shenzhou, Hebei Province.
, buried in the ancestral grave of the Cheng family."
Cheng Youlong whipped the old scalper gently with his whip, and the ox cart walked steadily on the official road.
Ritual and music have collapsed, and sometimes there are rioters on the official roads, and there are also green forest heroes who rob the roads.
Refugees fleeing the city are also afraid of encountering accidents on the road, so most of them gather with neighbors, relatives and friends to travel in groups.
Although there were only two people, Zhou Yang and Cheng Youlong, Cheng Youlong had a lot of respect on the roads around the capital. When those green forest heroes saw that the driver was Cheng Youlong, none of them dared to stand up and make themselves uncomfortable.
"Snapped!"
The whip was raised high, and there was a sound of whipping.
Just by looking at Cheng Youlong's dexterous movements of whipping his wrist, you can tell that he has great skills in his hands.
Hearing the crack of the whip, which exploded like firecrackers above his head, the old scalper moved his ears, flicked his tail, and chased away the flies lying on his body, and walked faster.
Louxinzhuang on the outskirts of Beijing is not very close. We didn't arrive at Louxinzhuang until almost noon from dawn in the morning.
All the relatives and friends of the Cheng family who could come were now at the home of Cheng Tinghua's wife in Louxinzhuang, helping out.
Zhou Yang had nothing to do, but Cheng Youlong was attentive and even invited a woman from the village who had just given birth to help Zhou Yang take care of the baby.
After following Zhou Yang, the baby, who had been hungry and had eaten hundreds of meals, was finally able to eat a few more full meals.
Until five o'clock in the afternoon, a suona sound sounded.
The crowd, dressed in sackcloth and mourning, burst into tears as they sang "Sorrowful Music" on the suona.
Cheng Tinghua's sons and nephews lifted the coffin, scattered paper money on the road, and headed towards the tomb that had been selected.
At this time, Zhou Yang had put on a black robe, a Liuhe hat on his head, and a burlap white cloth around his arms. He followed the burial procession and walked toward the outside of the village.
After walking and stopping along the way, it was already dusk when they were buried in the farmland. As the sun gradually sank below the horizon, Cheng Tinghua's life was sealed!
"Mr. Sun!"
"Master Sun is here!"
At this time, someone in the team suddenly exclaimed.
Zhou Yang followed everyone's line of sight and saw a dozen people walking on the field ridge in the distance, coming towards this direction quickly.
The first person was a man in a black robe, very tall and very strong, who looked to be in his thirties. He strode forward in the shape of a dragon. He seemed to be walking, but he was extremely fast.
"Master Sun, why are you here?"
As the eldest son, Cheng Youlong greeted the visitor, raised his hands and said.
Sun Lutang should be in Baoding at this time. He did not expect that Sun Lutang would come to Beijing at this time.
"I heard that Master Cheng was in trouble, and I felt uneasy, so I had to come."
Sun Lutang looked beyond the crowd and looked at the earthbag in the field. His eyes couldn't help but turn red. He quickly walked forward, knelt in front of the monument, and kowtowed incense.
Gradually it became completely dark.
After laying wreaths, burning paper figures, and offering incense to say goodbye, the funeral procession lit up torches and returned to the village.
After the meal, the crowd dispersed.
Zhou Yang, Sun Lutang and other friends of Cheng Tinghua during his lifetime came from other places and were taken to the guest room to rest.
Zhou Yang lit the kerosene lamp and looked at the baby who was babbling with its little mouth open, as if he was trying to turn over on the bed with all his strength to feed.
Looking at her little arms and legs, when Zhou Yang was anxious to help her, she succeeded!
All of a sudden, he changed from lying down to lying on his stomach.
"Kekeke,kekeke..."
As if he was startled by his sudden turn over, the baby first curled his lips and wanted to cry, then realized that he had succeeded and actually started giggling again.
"Blue Butterfly."
Zhou Yang looked at a lifelike blue butterfly on the baby's left shoulder.
The butterfly is so beautiful that it is not like the human beings. It has a natural and spiritual feeling, as if it is a living creature with life and will flap its wings and fly out in the next moment.
