Tang Dynasty: Tubo signed for ten years and returned with millions of troops

"What is this?"

Taking advantage of the faint moonlight, the watchman squinted his eyes and took a closer look.

A bloody breath of slaughter gushed out from the paper.

"Shhh

The watchman suddenly shuddered, unconsciously a little afraid, but he still couldn't help but be curious, and looked more carefully.

Followed by.

His face became whiter and paler, and he became more and more visible.

The sweat on his forehead was like rain, like a ghost!

Subsequently.

Another piece of paper fell from the sky.

The second, third......

Paper fell from the sky like snowflakes.

The watchman raised his head tremblingly, and his pupils contracted sharply.

"Hell, hell, !!"

After finishing speaking, the watchman fled frantically.

In the middle of the night when the cold dew is like water, the dogs in Chang'an City bark nonstop.

Suzaku Street was deadly silent, except for countless pieces of paper falling like snowflakes.

These papers are lifted by the wind.

Some drifted into the blacksmith's shop, some into the cloth village, and some into the inn.

Not much.

A whimper broke the silence of Chang'an.

This was followed by the second, and then the third......

The crying became more and more miserable.

Under the dark sky, like the wail of hellish ghosts!

"Ahhh

"Husband, you died so miserably! The poor lady could not redress your grievances, so she had to cry every night. "

"Mom sells batches! Lao Tzu fought with them!"

All kinds of complaints echoed around Chang'an City, and the resentment of the people grew.

Lai Guo Gong Mansion.

Cheng Yanjin led a team of cavalry who were knocking on the door frantically.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Lao Du, don't sleep, something is wrong!"

"Who's it?

"It's me, Cheng Biting Jin!"

"Yo! here it is!

The door opened in an instant.

A servant respectfully prepared to salute.

Cheng Biting Jin pushed him away and strode into the Lai Guo Mansion.

Du Ruhui had just finished dealing with the day's tasks and was about to lie down to rest, when he heard an urgent knock on the door.

"Lao Du, open the door quickly! Oh no, something is wrong!"

"Lao Cheng!?"

Hearing Cheng Bitingjin's unique voice, Du Ruhui's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly opened the door.

Outside the door.

Dozens of guards stood in two rows with torches in hand.

"Old Cheng, what's going on?"

Du Ruhui's heart was extremely nervous.

Although Cheng Yanjin is a bastard, it is just a disguise to be alone, in fact, he is brighter than anyone else.

Now that I came to visit late at night, I brought so many guards.

Something must have happened!

"Lao Du, I can't tell you clearly, come with me!"

Cheng bit Jin and was stupid, and he didn't know how to explain to Du Ruhui, so without saying a word, he dragged Du Ruhui to the gate of the palace.

"Hey, hey, old Cheng, what's going on?"

Du Ruhui was like a chicken, and he was almost picked up by Cheng Yanjin.

But Cheng Biting Jin didn't care about this, and pulled Du Ruhui to Suzaku Street.

"Lao Cheng, who are you ......?"

Du Ruhui turned around the arm that was being dragged by Cheng Biting Jin, and just wanted to complain, but was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of him.

Both sides of Suzaku Street.

Countless ghostly lights flickered.

Countless people wore linen and filial piety, and threw paper money into the brazier in front of them.

Suzaku Street, which stretches for more than ten miles, is like a ghost gate to hell against the backdrop of dark night and ghostly light!

"This ...... What the hell is going on?"

Du Ruhui was about to be scared silly.

I've lived most of my life, and I've never seen anything like this.

"Look at this!"

Cheng Yanjin's face turned pale, and he handed a piece of paper in his hand to Du Ruhui.

"What is this?" Du Ruhui took the paper and saw the picture engraved on it.

These images are like a beautiful comic strip, and with just a few strokes, one can understand what the story is.

"Who painted this!? Old Cheng, hurry up and arrest the person who painted this picture! Otherwise, something really will happen!"

Du Ruhui held the painting with trembling hands, and his eyes stared at the content of the picture.

A big-bellied old man, under his ass sat not a chair, but four poor people on their knees.

In his hand, this old man also held a steel knife.

Yin Hong's blood was dripping from the tip of the knife.

Beside.

A ragged woman collapsed in a pool of blood.

This picture is just the tip of the iceberg on this piece of paper.

There are other, more bloody images that make people shudder to watch.

What made Du Ruhui feel cold was not only that.

He knows all the powerful and powerful masters in these pictures!

All of them are from the family!

Cui's, Lee's, Kwok's, Fan's, and more!

A terrible thought formed in Du Ruhui's mind.

If these people who have lost their conscience are real people, then are not the people who died at their hands also real people?

What would happen if the people were to see such a picture?

Hiss!

A vicious chill rushed from the soles of Du Ruhui's feet to the Tianling cover.

"Lao Cheng, hurry up and control these people, and we must not let the situation develop, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"This piece of paper is very valuable, and the depiction is so vivid that it probably took a lot of effort on the part of someone. Fortunately, there is only this one, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Du Ruhui wiped the cold sweat on his forehead again and again, and said happily.

"One?"

"Huh!"

A desperate smile appeared on Cheng Yanjin's pale face, and he raised his other hand in despair.

Dozens of the same pieces of paper were clutching in his hands.

Rumble!

Seeing this scene, Du Ruhui almost fainted with fright, and the whole person was shaky.

"It's !!over!"

It was at this time.

Suddenly, a lot of people appeared on Suzaku Street.

They wore linen and filial piety, held torches in their hands, and walked silently like walking corpses.

Everyone was holding the same paper in their hands as Cheng Yanjin's hand.

"This ...... What the hell is this madness!!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

Du Ruyan shouted hysterically, and even coughed up some blood.

This incident shows that there is a mastermind behind the scenes!

And the spearhead of the mastermind behind the scenes is directed at the family!

Not just one family, but all families!

That's the scariest thing!

Who the hell is it?

"Lao Du, you should calm down first! This matter is making a big fuss! The two of us can't be the master. "

Cheng Yanjin hurriedly patted Du Ruhui on the back.

Chang'an City at this moment.

The two of them are in charge.

Li Er didn't know when he would be able to come back.

At such a critical juncture.

Once one of the two of them falls, then the situation becomes even more uncontrollable.

"That'...... So what do you say?"

Du Ruhui's face did not have a trace of blood, and he asked breathlessly.

"Haven't you noticed yet? These people are protesting silently!"

Cheng Yanjin looked at the people who were moving forward silently, and he couldn't stop trembling.

He's a demon king!

The thousands of troops on the battlefield did not make him afraid in the slightest.

But this scene in front of him made Cheng Yanjin really feel what real fear is!

The most terrifying thing in this world is not life and death.

It's resentment!

When enough resentment accumulates together, you can even clearly feel the depression that makes people feel disgusting.

It's like hell!

"Gollum!"

"It must not be suppressed by force, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Cheng Biting Jin swallowed and foamed, and muttered in a low voice.

"So what? Just let them roam like this? Have you ever imagined what the impact would be?"

Du Ruhui was anxious.

These people in front of them are like a small snowball, and if they are allowed to continue, it will only make this snowball bigger and bigger, so big that it is unbearable and difficult to handle!

"Mobilize troops!

Cheng Biting Jin said viciously.

As the order was issued, the army stationed near Chang'an City slowly marched into the city.

"Wow!wow!"

Hurried steps rang out in the night sky.

Countless soldiers rushed to all corners of Chang'an City.

From now on, Chang'an Qing Street, all streets will be closed!"

Cheng Yanjin shouted loudly.

"It's not good, Du Xiang, General Cheng, on the official road outside Chang'an, countless people are holding torches, wearing linen and filial piety, and they are coming towards Chang'an with great momentum!"

"What did you say!?"

Hearing this, Cheng Biting Jin's generous body instantly couldn't hold back, and sat on the ground.

"Lao Cheng!"

Du Ruhui was frightened and hurriedly checked on Cheng Yanjin's situation.

"Lao Du, it seems that the two of us are going to follow in the footsteps of the old house. When His Majesty returns, carry the coffin and see you!"

After speaking, Cheng Yanjin passed out.

The chaos in Chang'an City spread like a virus to the entire Tang Dynasty.

In Kanto, Jiangnan, Mobei and other places, there are people wearing linen and wearing filial piety all day long.

They kept crying and burning paper day and night.

The white fabric in the tailor's shop is in short supply these days!

The situation is not bad.

In some places, there is even unrest!

The people began to attack the family's mansion spontaneously.

At the beginning, the families everywhere were still able to resist.

But as more and more people came, those families couldn't stand it anymore, so they had to hug their heads and flee in all directions.

The nobles who were once arrogant and lascivious were like lost dogs.

Dead dead, wounded wounded!

Most of the families in the Tang Dynasty were completely destroyed in just a few days!

The century-old foundation is lost!

The family led by the Bolingcui clan suffered the most losses.

They originally wanted to rely on the right to speak to set off a battle between the Tang Dynasty and the Great Qin.

But I didn't expect the war to burn on me.

The people in the Boling area have been oppressed by the family for the longest time, and their grievances are also the deepest.

They rushed towards the Cui Mansion like crazy, and their anger and hatred completely flooded the Hundred Years Cui Mansion like a tide.

Some of the Cui clansmen who escaped by luck dressed up in disguise, changed into the clothes of ordinary people, and fled out in a hurry.

The foundation that the Cui clan had built in Boling for hundreds of years has been completely destroyed!

It is said that the patriarch of the Cui clan couldn't accept everything in front of him and vomited blood and died.