Song Ci has always had a question in his mind, why is there always someone who likes to do things in the middle of the night and when the moon is high, isn't it appropriate to sleep?
The moment he opened the door, sleepiness completely dissipated. Although his heart was full of complaints, but he saw so many people piled up at the door, and the thought of complaining was left behind, and he hurried forward to ask.
He took one of them and asked, "What happened?"
"Mrs. Suddenly broke into the lady's room with a knife in the middle of the night, and now it's in trouble ..." The next man spoke fast, and was pinched an elbow by someone next to him. "What are you talking about!"
Song Ci didn't care about it. He just crowded the crowd and squeezed into the front row. He just heard the woman shouted again, "Why do people like you stay in the world? It's time to go to hell!"
Then several people screamed, the smell spread in the air, Song Ci busy pushing away the person in front of him, and saw a woman spreading her hair, holding a kitchen knife in each hand, with a stubborn expression, one of which was stained. Blood.
The woman standing opposite was the old man in the mirror. He seemed to be in a hurry, and had no time to wear shoes. He ran barefoot, and was cut on the left shoulder. Be in a position to protect the people behind you.
Behind him was a young girl, her head bowed and she said nothing.
Song Ci thought that this girl's eight achievements were Feng Yingqiu, and the one who took the knife opposite should be Feng Changyue's wife.
The old man in the mirror took the wound on his shoulder flawlessly, and said to the next human, "This man is already stunned. He will not hold him down!"
The people on the side wanted to come forward, but saw the woman frantically holding up the chopper with both hands. For a while no one dared to get closer. The woman pointed at the old man in the mirror and said, "Get away! This has nothing to do with you!"
The old man Jing said fiercely, "You mad woman, if you dare to touch her today, I will kill you!"
Song Ci was suddenly confused. He really couldn't understand what the old man Jing had to do with Feng Yingqiu, and he wanted to protect him like that.
Feng Changyue rushed over at this time and heard the words of the old man in the mirror. He stood busy between the two and waved, "The director of the mirror must not be impulsive. I told my wife that Qiu'er might possess evil spirits. She was terrified. Then it will become like this, I will persuade her well. "
After speaking, it was humane again, "Hurry your wife back to the room!"
The woman wielded the kitchen knife vigorously, "Who dares to touch me! I will kill this monster of the Jiang family today and give me peace in Fengfu!"
"Madam! This is Qiuer! Of course the monster should be damned. What should you do if you hurt Qiuer?" Feng Changyue jumped anxiously, and rushed to grab her knife. "Don't act lightly!"
Several people reacted differently when they heard this.
There was a moment of loss on the woman's face, and Feng Changyue took the opportunity to seize the kitchen knife, waving her hand to let her hold her.
The old man in the mirror did suddenly suddenly get angry, just want to talk, but heard the people behind him sneer.
Feng Yingqiu, who had been lowering his head silently, suddenly raised his head, a cold smile on his face, his eyes flashed with strange redness, and stared at Feng Changyue coldly, "I it?"
When Song Ci saw this, he knew immediately that the evil spirit attached to Feng Yingqiu had appeared. This was a good time to receive this monster, but he did not act, but turned to look for Rongbai's figure.
"You deserve to die!" Feng Yingqiu said fiercely, "All of you Feng family should pay me! Especially you! Feng Zhuojun!"
Feng Changyue trembled, "It really is you ..."
"What about me? Don't you think you can kill me if you kill me? Didn't expect me to come back again?" Feng Yingqiu's face gradually blew up, "Even if I die, I will drag all your Feng family down to the prefecture. ! "
The old man Jing Jing stared at her, suddenly grabbed her wrist, "Ginger ..."
Feng Yingqiu shakes off his hand, his hands glow with dim light, and he lifts his head violently, and strong winds around him, rolling dark clouds quickly convolve the night sky, covering the layers of the moon.
"Don't!" Cried the old man almost tragically.
Song Ci looked up, and saw a circle of black clouds rolling up in the sky. Lightning like white giant snakes flowed through the clouds, and the thunder exploded suddenly in the sky, splitting fiercely, making an unprecedented loud noise, Song Ci only found this picture familiar.
He squeezed out of the crowd in a panic and ran towards Rongbai's room. As soon as he reached the door, Rongbai opened the door. Song resigned and said anxiously, "Master Rong, the monster is here! Go and see ! "
Rong Bai didn't seem to sleep, and there was no laziness just waking up on his face. A faint look appeared, and he seemed to know that this would happen. He looked up slightly, glanced up at the sky, and said warmly, " The chessboard is on. "
As Song Ci looked up, he saw that the original dark sky suddenly shone, and looked carefully, and formed countless checkerboards, covering all the sky in the sight, and it was covered above Qinchuan City.
The wind was still dancing, rolling Feng Yingqiu's long hair robes, and the old man in the mirror forced the wind to approach her. The voice in his mouth was scattered in the wind. "Aliang, don't ..."
Feng Yingqiu gave a scream, which sounded like he tried his best to squeeze out of his throat before dying, making Song Ci's ears buzz, and the strong wind blew his long hair around, dangling on his face, covering him Sight.
When he wiped it with his hands, the last picture he saw was that the chessboard standing above the city fell down suddenly, as if it was about to hit a human head, and he closed his eyes in shock.
Nothing happened then, and when he opened his eyes again, Song Ci was in a candle-lit room.
The room was poor and the walls seemed to be covered with mud. There was only a simple bed in the room, covered with straw, and the candlelight hung on the wall, emitting a faint light.
It seemed that there was just a rain, the ground was wet, and there were many leaks on the roof.
There was a child lying on the bedside, he clenched his hands tightly with his hands, and murmured something.
Song Ci approached, and she saw a woman with a pale face lying on the bed. The woman's face was too bad, her face was yellow and thin, and her eyes were dying of death. She was looking at the child next to the bed, trying to draw a trace Smile.
The woman is very thin, her cheekbones are conspicuous, and her arms are much thinner than ordinary people. The expression looks difficult on her face, while the child is also thin but not so exaggerated.
"Mother, are you hungry?" The child asked softly.
This made the woman's hard-to-show smile disappear, and a tear shed, "Lianger, I'm sorry for you ..."
When the child saw the woman crying, there was also crying in the words, but she insisted, "It's okay mother, but it is a minor illness, you will be fine!"
"My mother really doesn't want to leave, you are still so young, what can you do if your mother is gone!" The woman wept bitterly, begging bitterly, "God, please let me stay for a while! My beloved How do you live alone! "
Song Ci was suddenly shocked by the sight in front of him, his eyes were warm, and tears were drawn involuntarily, which reminded him of his mother, who had been away from home for four years, no matter how much he missed, he never returned home Now, seeing this scene, I can't restrain the sadness in my heart.
The child couldn't hold it anymore, and then wept, "Mother, you won't die, you won't die!"
If a girl is a gossamer, she knows that her life is about to die soon, but she is not willing to die like this. She cried while holding her child, crying, "Liang, I have really miserable you in these years. It's all mother-in-law. Marrying the who killed a thousand knives has failed to give you a home of sufficient food and tranquility. "
The child twitched and twitched, and spoke intermittently, "Mother ... I, I don't blame you! Don't go, don't leave me alone!"
"Promise your mother, in the future, you must be a kind person. Do n’t be like your father, stealing chickens, killing people, or killing money. That kind of person doesn't end well ..." The child's hand began to explain the aftermath.
"If I am dead, don't bother to dig the ground, just burn it with fire, save trouble." The woman said, choking again, "Poor my beloved, I should have grown up with you, I am not angry." Fiction baby novel network www.xiaoshuowa.com
"Mother! You won't die!" The child yelled, "I'll go find Langzhong for you now! I will definitely heal you!"
After speaking, he released the woman's hand, pulled the only tattered quilt on the bed, covered the woman's body, and wiped her tears, "Mother, please wait for me to come back!"
"Lianger!" The woman called him, but did not stop him from running out of the door.
Song Ci also wiped the tears on his face, laughed at himself, and walked around with the child.
The countryside at night is no better than a big city like Qinchuan. There are no lanterns that can be illuminated everywhere, and there is not even a decent road.
The child has lived here since he was a child, and he is also familiar with the road. He ran across a few houses in a panic, stopped in front of a house that looked normal, and banged the door furiously. "Doctor Wu! Help me, please help me Save my mother! "
The child used every effort to knock the door so loudly that it seemed very abrupt in the silent night, and Song Ci looked sideways.
However, after knocking for a while, no one came to open the door, and the child hurried to another place in a panic. The tender voice shouted, "Wang Wang! Wang Wang! Please save my mother! Please, please!" "
The dog inside the door yelled loudly, and then a scream came from the house. A woman opened the door in her robe and said, "Do what the dead child do! Come in the middle of the night to disturb people!"
Faced with her yelling and scolding, the child still begged pitifully, "Wang Wang, my mother is ill, can you lend me some herbs, and when my mother is ill, I will give it back ..."
"No!" The woman didn't wait for him to finish her words, and sighed, "Just because of your virtue, who would dare to borrow your things? Your Jiang family doesn't have any good things, just the fox, just died!"
The child was a little scared and angry, but still knelt down on the woman and begged, "Wang Wang, please show mercy! I am not the same as my father, I will exchange the borrowed things!"
"My mother, she ..." the child said, and couldn't help crying, "I'm going to die!"
That looks so pitiful that even Song Ci, who was standing aside, couldn't help but want to come forward to help him, and wanted to kick the woman a little and swell her bitter face.
But no one else could see him, apparently he was just a bystander at the moment.
The woman gave birth to a heart of iron stones and kicked Xiao Jiangliang's chest. She said fiercely, "Not yet!"
He kicked Jiang Liang a few times, then closed the door heavily, showing no mercy.
Little Jiang Liang knew that he didn't have time to care about the others, and he got up and ran to the next house. Song Ci followed him, watching him run with all his strength, and then knocked on the door vigorously, then he was rejected and abused. Even beaten.
His family has been trying, hurting again and again, the running speed has slowed down, the strength of the door shot has also become smaller, and they continue to breathe, but they refuse to stop and rest for a while. Crying.
He is too young and has limited physical strength, but his eyes are constantly crying. Even if his voice is hoarse and his voice is hoarse, he still does not give up calling for help.
Song Ci is hard to imagine, how much despair such a small Jiang Liang experienced in this extremely dark night. He couldn't even imagine such a place.
Little Jiang Liang lay down for a while and got up again. When he just wanted to continue to find someone, he was stopped. "Isn't this Jiang's child? What's wrong? What's crying?"
Xiao Jiangliang quickly turned around and saw a middle-aged man standing not far away holding a lantern, still carrying a medicine chest on his body. He seemed to see the dawn, his eyes lit up instantly, and ran quickly to kneel in front of the man. "Doctor Wu, my mother is dying. Please save her!"
Doctor Wu was the first kind person to see Song Ci in this place. After listening, he let Jiang Liang lead the way and rushed to the Jiang family together. Song Ci was relieved in his heart, thinking, finally he didn't let These hard-hearted people ruined this poor and broken home.
When he arrived, Dr. Wu was so sweaty that he didn't dare to delay time. He put down the medicine chest and looked at the little Jiangliang's mother, but the moment she pulled her skinny wrist, Dr. Wu's face changed instantly.
He explored his pulse and stretched his fingers under the woman's nose for a while before retiring his hands.
When Song Ci saw this, he was a little bit nervous, and he walked around to the bed, but saw the woman on the couch drop her head weakly, her eyes closed, and her chest was not undulating.
Xiao Jiangliang knelt down in front of the bed, grabbed the woman's hand, and cried, "Mother! What's wrong with you, mother? I'm back, and I'll take Doctor Wu to treat you! Get up and see!"
Dr. Wu sighed heavily and said sadly, "It's too late, the breath is broken."
"It's impossible! My mother just got a minor illness! How could that be!" Xiao Jiangliang cried heartbreakingly, and he shook the woman's arm, "My mother won't leave me alone!"
It was still a step too late, when the woman in the bed was asking for help around Xiao Jiangliang, she was lonely and unwilling to die.
There was a pain in my heart, and Song Ci looked at the scene in front of him, and he had a killing intention. He wanted to kill all the people who had turned a blind eye to Xiao Jiangliang before.
This killing intention became more and more intense. When Song Ci realized it, he was startled, and then abruptly pulled away, and he suddenly lifted his head from his arm.
His eyelids were still full of drowsiness. He raised his hands and rubbed them, and heard a gentle and faint voice in his ear, "Lianger, are you awake?"
Song Ci was startled, and when he looked up, he saw the woman lying on the bed, but it was not just what he saw, but he had the same skinny body and dead eyes.
Song Ci stretched out his hand, only to find that his body had become smaller. The palm of his hand was only the size of a child. He suddenly thought about what Rong Baifang said.
The chessboard is on.
Xingluo's chessboard formation was opened by Jiang Liang who was attached to Feng Yingqiu. Everyone in Qinchuan City became one of them, and Song quit this chess in the same way as Jiang Liang.
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This chapter of chessboard is the intersection of plots between Feng Zhuojun and Jiang Liang, Song Ci and Rong Bai. Don't be surprised ~
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