The fire in the room is actually not too big, the silk screen in the outer room has been burned by the high temperature waves, but the furniture and utensils are still unharmed, the room at this moment is like the water curtain hole in Huaguo Mountain, a water curtain outside, but there is a hole inside.
Yang Mingsheng groped his way to the door of the room, although his face was wrapped in thick bandages, but the roasting of his hands and feet, the heat wave of breathing and swallowing, still made him clearly aware that there was a fire in the house, Yang Mingsheng couldn't help but shout: "Come on, come on, come on."
He once felt that he had no love in his life, but when death did come to him, he still felt a sincere fear.
"Lord Langzhong, don't worry, the fire is going to burn, and it will take a while."
An old man with a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears, this voice Yang Mingsheng was too familiar, he didn't know how many nightmares he had these days, and he had this voice in his dreams.
Yang Mingsheng was startled and almost fell, but was held firmly by a pair of arms.
The heat wave in the room was rolling, but Yang Mingsheng was cold to the bone, he could never forget this person, it was this person, who brutally burned his eyes with boiling water, burned his face, ruined his future and hope, and now, he heard this voice again, Yang Mingsheng's body trembled violently, and suddenly hissed and asked: "What about Cai Dongcheng?"
"Dead."
"What about Wu Shaodong?"
"Dead too."
The man smiled softly: "In addition, there are some people who have died, and now, your house is on fire, and when it is dawn, your mansion will be turned into a white ground." ” Yang Mingsheng hissed and shouted: "Demon, you demon" "Don't be impatient, Yang Langzhong, we don't have much time."
The voice in his ears was very gentle: "This fire is actually not big at all, and what burned down is just a house of your Yang family, for the entire Luoyang City, and even for the entire Xiuwenfang, it will not affect other people's families, and even your own relatives and family members, it will not have much impact." ” The outer hall has begun to burn, and the doors and windows make a "crackling" sound, like firecrackers for the New Year.
Yang Fan said: "The two of you husband and wife are not harmonious, I heard that even your daughter is not your own." ” Yang Fan leaned close to his ear and whispered: "That little girl, I've seen her, she looks very beautiful."
The eyebrows, eyes and facial features are really not like you at all, Lord Lang Zhong is really discerning, she is indeed not your daughter, no wonder you don't like her so much. ” Yang Mingsheng was so angry that his whole body trembled, and the pain in his eyes was everywhere, it should be that the wound was cracked: "You get out of the way for me, get out of the way" Yang Fan said leisurely: "If you die, your lady can remarry, maybe you can marry the person she really likes, and the good daughter you have raised for so many years will also find her biological father, and they can all live better, at least happier than when they were by your side."
Your family members and servants can also pack up and join others.
And your house, when it burns to a white ground, your lady may sell the land to others and move to live with her lover, or she will build a new mansion here, after all, her mother's family has no power, but it is very rich.
They can build a bed here and set up her marriage bed on top of your bones. ” Yang Mingsheng's body was trembling, Yang Fan's every word was like a knife, deeply piercing his heart, every word Yang Fan said was undoubtedly very likely to become a reality, because of this, that kind of anger and sadness were far more unbearable than his pain.
But now he is no longer extremely authoritative, in the hands of the power of life and death, in the midst of the raging fire, he is just a blind man with no power to restrain the chicken, and the assassin can run him to death like an ant at any time.
He was shivering, trembling like a fallen leaf in the wind, Yang Fan's voice gradually cooled down, like a bleak autumn wind, blowing over him: "And I Yang Langzhong, the fire you put burned my sky and burned everything I had."
That day, I fell from a tree and went out for the first time after three months at home.
On that day, my mother was boiling bone broth for me at home, saying that it was a hundred days of broken muscles and bones, and I had to continue to nourish, and my father was sharpening a ring ruler because I refused to study hard, and the ring ruler was discounted when I was taught a lesson On that day, Sister Xiuxiu was embroidering a wedding dress in the sun, Uncle Qiu and Uncle Fang were playing chess in the shade of the tree, I don't remember whether it was a locust tree or an elm tree, it was too long, that day, the neighbor's Sanxizi was herding sheep in the field, I was chased by a big white goose, and my sister fled up the mountain with me on her back" Yang Fan's eyes gradually filled with crystal tears, he looked at Yang Mingsheng, who was already unstable, the firelight reflected on his face, but it was like a cold reflection of a piece of ice: "At your order, all my relatives died, my friends and neighbors also died, and that village was named a plague, and since then it has become an abandoned land, and now it is a wasteland."
You killed my whole family, but I only looked for you to seek revenge, and it was not as good as your wife and daughter, you are much luckier than me, do you say yes, Yang Langzhong "You're not an old man" Yang Mingsheng listened to his words and suddenly came back to his senses.
Yang Fan said quietly: "Yes, I am not old, I was only nine years old that year, thanks to you, from that year on, I became an orphan" His voice was no longer old, and it had regained its clear, youthful voice.
Yang Mingsheng's trembling body gradually calmed down, he already knew that he had no way out, the other party would not let him go, and why should he be afraid that he was not an ordinary person after all, at this time, his spiritual sense gradually became clear, thinking back to everything at the beginning, he couldn't talk about hating anymore, after all, the other party had enough reasons to come to him for revenge.
Although if he had a chance, he would still not let go of the opportunity to kill the other party, but this in itself had nothing to do with hatred, but he also knew that such an opportunity was also impossible, and he was left with only one doubt now: why did this person risk breaking into the room to meet him "Yang Langzhong, your life is over today, I came to see you to ask clearly, who made you go all the way to Shaozhou to kill people, who is the mastermind behind the scenes, and what is the purpose?"
Yang Mingsheng let out a weird sneer and asked mockingly, "Why do you think I'll tell you?"
Yang Fan said: "Because, Cai Dongcheng and several people are dead, and you will die soon."
If you don't tell me, it's likely that I will never find out the truth about the Shaozhou bloodbath. ” Yang Mingsheng sneered: "So what, if the Shaozhou bloody case can't be redressed, I won't die."
Yang Fan said calmly: "In that case, I can't find the real murderer, I can't find the real murderer, I can't continue to investigate, I can't continue to investigate, then for me, of course, it's a pity, but I won't have any danger, I can buy a house, marry a wife and have children, and live a good life, and the real mastermind behind you can also live with peace of mind until the end of life, I think, these are not what you want to see."
These words sounded a little rappy, but Yang Mingsheng understood, so he was silent.
Yang Mingsheng was silent for a long time, the fire was getting closer and closer, and even Yang Fan felt suffocated and burned.
Every now and then, a piece of fuel wood would fall from the house, and Mars would pounce in front of them, and the house was about to collapse.
Yang Fan wrapped the quilt and said: "Originally, I wanted to give you a good time, now, you burn slowly in the fire, when the flames engulf you, remember to think about how many innocent people have died under your hands like this." ” Yang Fan wanted to run out of the house, but Yang Mingsheng suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute" Yang Fan stopped, and Yang Mingsheng screamed: "Miao Shenke, Qiu Shenji" Yang Fan flashed to his side, raised his foot and kicked, and with a square table, knocked a fallen wooden beam away, and in the sparks, he asked: "Miao Shenke, Qiu Shenji, why did they slaughter that mountain villa?"
He had heard of Qiu Shenji's name, but Miao Shenke had never heard of it.
Yang Mingsheng laughed wildly, and his laughter sounded a little like crying: "How do I know hahaha, in the eyes of the powerful, I, Yang someone, am just a nobody before and after the saddle, tell me to do things, I have to do things, how do I know why hahahaha, I also want to know, why is this?"
When Yang Fan rushed out of the fire, the house behind him shook a few times and collapsed, and the flames immediately blazed, causing people to retreat more than ten steps in a row before they could stand firm.
The clothes on Yang Fan's body were burned in many places, his hair and eyebrows were burnt, Steward Liu held him up and asked urgently, "Where is our Ah Lang?"
Yang Fan shook his head and said, "The fire was too big, and the small one didn't touch Langzhong, but then he couldn't hold it anymore, so he ran out." ” There was a touch of fish belly white on the horizon, and in the flames flying in the sky, the bell on the gate of heaven rang.
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