Chapter Six, A Heart-Wrenching Melody

Yes, my lord, their bodies are still placed in the land temple on Qilin Street. At that time, there was also Zhang Dahuzi, who witnessed several little beggars taking action with his own eyes

He has already forgotten what he was about to do, and the murderous intent in his heart has also vanished without a trace

The land temple has become increasingly dilapidated, with waves of a foul odor emanating from it

The most absurd thing is the beautiful and melodious sound of tinkling bells that I initially heard...

Chang San Si pondered until the sun had risen to a height of three poles, before he leisurely climbed up from the soft, jade-like body of his concubine

A little fellow with a painted face sings with a melodious voice, akin to the gentle chirping of a oriole; the other two boys, who bear a striking resemblance to each other, have voices that are indistinguishable in terms of gender, soft and delicate

Alright, another piece please

The considerable energy expended last night gradually began to recover amidst this peculiar movement

Are you saying that Old Yan is dead, or was he taken out by a few crippled little beggars under his command? Ha... truly a waste of space

Whether one lives or dies, it is of no concern to Chang Sansi who has passed away

Is it that I, Chang Sansi, have become unable to wield a knife after much contemplation, or have those few murderous little beggars lost their minds?

The position of the deputy incense master at the Qingzi Xiang Hall in the Seven Colors Hall is actually quite good

... ...

"Right there, singing a little tune!"

Several crows flew overhead, and Chang Sansi appeared bewildered, his expression strange. He glanced at Zhang Dahuzi and, seeing that he truly did not seem to be lying, he thoughtfully took a step forward

Zhang Dahuzi quickly said, knowing that Deputy Fragrance Master Chang had no intention of continuing to punish him, that his life was saved

They did not escape from hetushu.com, they did not escape

The issue is that Yan Laohong is following his own path, and it was he who personally instructed the beggars and vagrants managing Qilin Street. Regardless of the circumstances, whether it involves beating or killing, it must be done by himself.

Until his entire body was filled with blood like a great wave, surging and flowing, and he felt warm all over, he slowly ceased his movements and exhaled a mouthful of mixed white vapor

There are still people wiping their tears while shouting: "One more song!"

For every inch of muscle length, one gains ten years of life

Zhang Dahuzi wept inconsolably, his face filled with sorrow, speaking with heartfelt emotion

Since last night, he has been keeping an eye on this area with a few brothers. They want to take action but do not dare to, and they have also heard strange sounds all night long

Did not escape? Where?

After completing his studies, he washed his hands and face, comfortably enjoyed some garlic white wine, and drank a bowl of warm milk and rehmannia porridge

Chang Sansi took a glance and basically deduced the cause of death for these individuals, however, some details were still not very certain

I only feel a warm sensation in my gastrointestinal area, all of which is a sign of heat, and I let out a long, comfortable sigh

The several fierce and intimidating men following behind, upon seeing the entranced expression of their deputy incense master, were momentarily dumbfounded, wanting to say something but daring not to.

He always feels that as a human being, one must have some preferences... In this pale and heartless world, this is the only way to avoid being too desperate

Chang San thought for a moment and then laughed heartily. In his fit of laughter, he coughed lightly twice and nearly choked on the hot porridge.

Several corpses have now been dragged out from the overgrown weeds, amidst the rubble and broken tiles, creating an even more chilling atmosphere, resembling a mass grave.

You are saying that a cripple, a one-armed man, and a eunuch managed to kill both Yan Laohong and his companion

Originally, he believed that he had completely severed ties with his past, living the life of another person. Upon hearing this strange rhythm enter his ears, he felt a moment of disorientation, nearly losing control of his body, and almost danced to the beat of the percussion.

He knows that some matters, if they are just dragged on, will eventually lead to a turning point

On Qilin Street, where the flow of people is constant, there is unexpectedly some congestion a hundred or so steps ahead, accompanied by faint sounds of applause that can be heard.

This place is not meant for habitation, and usually, very few people enter to take a look.

Chang Sansi found himself unable to suppress a laugh, barely managing to hold it back. He pointed at the several corpses and said: "Go ahead, they shouldn't have escaped far. Even if they get out of the city, they won't be able to enter the mountains. In any case, capture all those little ones and deal with them one by one. Otherwise, if others find out, they will say that our Qingzi Hall lacks hierarchy and does not understand the rules"

No matter how unfortunate, they are hardened individuals who have undergone rigorous training; how could they be easily killed by a few starving beggars? This matter is suspicious, and Chang Sansi could not help but feel a surge of curiosity.

The evening breeze brushes against the willows, the sound of the flute lingers; the setting sun casts mountains beyond mountains. At the ends of the earth and corners of the land, dear friends are half scattered. A pot of turbid wine exhausts the remaining joy, tonight's farewell dreams are cold

Take a look.

The spring day is still cold, the remaining snow melts and the books open

There is also a one-handed fellow, whose voice is deep and resonant, occasionally providing harmony.

What does it mean to have a few little beggars killed by subordinates like this

Only thinking about seeing clearly, who exactly sings good songs and writes good lyrics

As the song concludes, the surroundings resonate with thunderous applause.

Not far away, a few people quickly approached, and suddenly the surroundings fell silent

Chang Sansi is quite satisfied with his current situation, yet he is not in a hurry to complete his tasks

Yet he was originally a boy with a broken leg, a cripple, who struck a series of broken bricks and tiles arranged in rows with a pair of bamboo chopsticks, producing sounds.

Someone shouted loudly

It was not until dawn that I gathered the courage to report upwards

Pulling bones and stretching tendons, refining muscles and washing the marrow, one should often think thrice, moving with precision, slowly inhaling and exhaling the cold morning air, performing various strange and difficult movements. One can only feel the tendons and bones being gradually stretched, as if a warm current is flowing within the flesh and blood

This is not the reason for Chang Sansi's surprise

What do they rely on

Just as he was fully enjoying these leisurely and carefree days

This is the scholar of the sour books, shaking his head and nodding.

He even has to be wary of letting the constables of Xingqing Prefecture know about this matter

The five fingerprints on the left side of his face were deeply marked and had swollen significantly. At this moment, he did not dare to delay and quickly recounted in detail the scene he had witnessed that night

Good words, good melodies, this tune should only exist in the heavens, how often can it be heard in the mortal world

Zhang Dahuzi was making faces and nervously pointing in a direction

Chang Sansi's smile was almost impossible to maintain, and his voice was sharp, leaving one with a sense of absurdity

Chang San learned music in his childhood, diligently practiced "Qian Si Xi" and played the role of a "young scholar" in the first half of his life. Under the command of his lord, he became an assassin, holding countless lives in his hands

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient path, fragrant grass stretches to meet the blue sky

Could you elaborate on how they died

Thus, the one who has elevated himself is nothing but a worthless individual

It is interesting, very interesting

A servant hurriedly entered to report, shattering his good mood for the entire day

Chang San thought deeply, and suddenly felt a shiver run through his entire body, as if every hair on his body stood on end

A few men with fierce and menacing expressions followed closely behind.

A sense of indescribable tremor surged into the soul

"Let me reward you, your singing is excellent"

He was surprised to find that the one singing was none other than four underdeveloped young boys

So embarrassing

As the crowd surged... One often thinks thrice before moving a few steps forward, and while widening one's eyes in astonishment, one also sees some individuals tossing fragments of silver and copper coins raining down onto the ground

At this moment, the sounds are distinctly heard, allowing one to discern the voices of three or four men and women softly chanting, overlapping one another, evoking a myriad of thoughts and reflections

Yan Laohong was personally promoted by him from the grassroots, so he is naturally very familiar with this person's abilities

The song is melodious, with countless twists and turns

Although I got up a bit late, the daily practice of "string-pulling opera" cannot be neglected, as it is the skill that sustains my livelihood. Nowadays, being able to enjoy such a comfortable life is entirely dependent on this ability

Chang Sansi thoughtfully set down the porridge bowl and, with a smile, gently instructed, "Bring a few people to come with me to take a look. I never expected that our Qingzi Xiang Hall would actually produce talent."

At this moment, thinking of making contributions to atone for sins, how could one still not understand how to express oneself

A series of sounds, either clear or muffled, resonated with a tinkling rhythm, striking a captivating and soul-stirring cadence.

Chang Sansi was deeply engrossed, his eyes slightly glistening with moisture. He even recalled the farewells from years ago that he had long forgotten

Before he could see clearly through the gaps in the crowd what instrument was playing such strange yet beautiful music, a melody suddenly rang in his ears, one that was mournful and poignant, evoking tears.

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One cannot help but speak with a bit more caution

Come again, come again, I haven't heard enough yet

In this era where leisure activities are exceedingly scarce, being able to appreciate such fine music is worth spending some money

This feeling is very familiar; whenever he hears a piece of music he loves deeply, he becomes completely immersed. It is a remnant of his childhood experience in learning drama, and of course, there is nothing wrong with that

The voice articulates clearly, moving the listener with emotion, instantly drawing one into the scene and resonating with the heartstrings

More people, however, are stretching out their sleeves, secretly wiping away their tears, while their bodies are forcefully pushing inward, their eyes seemingly glued to the circle, crying and shouting at the same time

The young servant knew that the more joyfully this Deputy Fragrance Master smiled, the more he wanted to kill

Those fellows were exceedingly vicious; first, they blinded him with incense ash, and then they struck with ruthless force. Old Yan was caught off guard and lost his life. As for Brother Li, the little thief with a severed hand attacked from behind...