Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

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At this time, Leihuo's eyes gradually turned white, and as his chest was panting one after another, the blood in his mouth couldn't stop gushing out, out of control.

Guo Yesheng was afraid that the other party would faint and would not wake up, so while hugging Lei Hu, he shouted at him loudly: "Master Lei, Master Lei, don't fall asleep, you have to hold on."

At this time, Chen Lang also squatted down and stood next to Guo Ye, and there was an extra teacup in his hand out of thin air, which was exactly the cup that Lei Huo was drinking tea from just now.

Chen Lang sighed in a low voice: "The tea is poisonous, judging by its color, it should be extremely poisonous. It's hard for him to hold on to the pain of abdominal dissection for so long, and it's only now that it's so hard that it's only now. Alas... Judging by his complexion, it should be poisonous Into the internal organs, there is no way to save it!"

Sure enough, Leihuo's body trembling and struggling gradually decreased, but black and mushy blood began to flow slowly from the eye sockets, nostrils and other places.

This is obviously a sign of bleeding from the seven orifices!

When Guo Ye was flustered, he turned his head and looked down at the hall, and shouted at Yu Jin who was still sitting motionless: "Guard Yu, are you deaf? Hurry up and ask the doctor to save your hall master!"

Yu Jin, the white-haired old man, remained unmoved, and continued to sit on the chair, his withered hands tightly grasping the armrests of the chair, making a creaking sound.After that, he closed his cloudy and wet eyes, sighed softly, and turned a deaf ear to Guo Ye and the other incense masters' cries, as if they hadn't heard them.

Guo Ye cursed at this cruel, ruthless old man with white hair and bright head, so he could only shout to Chen Lang: "Master Chen, go and invite the doctor, hurry, hurry..."

Chen Lang muttered: "My lord, it's too late, it's too late."

"Chen Lang, don't fucking talk nonsense with me here!"

Guo Ye hugged Leihuo's body tightly, and angrily said: "Are you just watching Leihuo die from poison?"

suddenly,

Lei Huo grabbed Guo Ye's arm with his right hand, and shouted hoarsely, "Don't, don't bother, Governor Guo!"

Guo Ye hurriedly lowered his head to look at Lei Hu, only to see that his darkened face was suddenly flushed, and his slack eyes were refocused, flashing with excitement, as if he had regained some vitality.

But Guo Ye couldn't be happy about this, because he knew that Leihuo had already reached the stage of returning to the light.

He sighed in his heart, alas, there is really no hope!

At this time, Leihuo seemed to have regained his strength, grinned at Guo Ye, grinned slightly, panted heavily, and said intermittently: "I told you a long time ago that your tea is not poisoned, hehe, but...but ...I poisoned my cup of tea early on. Don't blame Steward Yu, he, his old man knew about my decision a long time ago. Hehe, old guy, ho... ho ho... ...is suffering right now."

Guo Ye shook his head slightly, his nose felt sour. At this moment, he seemed to have more or less guessed why Leihuo committed suicide by taking poison.

However, he still frowned and sighed slightly reproachfully: "Why do you say you are doing this? You disbanded the Fenglei Hall just because the imperial court owed you Leihuo a favor. But why did you do it so extreme , Do you have to kill yourself before giving up? All roads lead to Rome, and the solution to this problem is not only yes or no, but black and white!"

"Ho... ho ho... Then teach me, how to solve it? Agree, or not?"

After the flashback, Leihuo's excitement slowly faded away, and his speech became more and more slurred: "It is said that loyalty and filial piety can't be both, ahem, when I come to Leihuo, it is naturally loyalty, loyalty You can’t have both. Fengleitang disperses, disperses well, but, but, but I, Leihuo, can’t be that ungrateful person. So, so, I can only die, and I can only die. Death is like a lamp going out. All two eliminations..."

Speaking of this, Leihuo was already full of qi, with more qi and less intake, and his voice became humming again: "Guo Cishi, you, don't worry, I have already informed Guanshi Yu that we are relying on the Fenglei Hall. He, he will hand over the disciples of Fenglei Hall who know how to make gunpowder into your hands and use them for you. Hey, I, I, Leihuo, have explained to you!"

Guo Ye understands what Leihuo's reliance refers to. It is the gunpowder technique that the former Sui prince Yang Yong wanted to see through and sent people to lobby Leihuo time and time again.

Hearing that Leihuo actually wanted to hand over the secret team of R&D and manufacturing gunpowder to himself, Guo Ye was completely unexpected, and he couldn't help but feel inexplicably moved.

But at this time, it was useless to say thank you to Lei Huo, he could only nod generously and said: "Master Lei, Guo will definitely live up to your entrustment, and will not let your precious hard work go to waste. I Guaranteed, the gunpowder technique you painstakingly developed will be fully utilized."

"Wa hahaha……"

Lei Huo exhausted all his strength and grinned three times, raised his thumb with the last bit of strength in his arm, and praised Guo Ye: "You are very kind, Governor Guo, you are very kind, I really like you. I, I, Lei Hu appreciate……"

blah~!

Before he finished speaking, before he could utter the last word, Leihuo's arm that was raised in the air hung down loosely as if it had been cramped and relieved of its strength.

Already, the oil is exhausted and the lamp is extinguished!

The master of the Fenglei Hall, Lei Huhu, died abruptly!

Guo Ye hugged Leihuo, who was still warm in his body even though he was breathless, and burst into tears. Hot tears flowed down his cheeks, and entered his mouth with bitter and salty flavors.

When he put Leihuo's body back on the ground lightly, the [-] incense masters in Fenglei Hall couldn't restrain their grief, they rushed up to surround Leihuo's body, knelt down on their knees and wailed loudly.

"Hall Master, Hall Master!"

"Brother, brother, you can't go..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Brother, my Brother Lei..."

It would be sad if a woman cried, but how heroic is the scene of eighteen rough men crying on the ground together?

The man did not cry easily because he did not reach the sad spot.

It hurts to hear it, it hurts to hear it.

Hearing the wailing all over the floor, Guo Ye couldn't bear the pain of being separated, so he quietly withdrew from the crowd, went to the hall and looked sadly at Leihu's body on the ground.

It lasted for a long time, and the [-] incense masters still fell to the ground and wept bitterly, moved by heaven and earth, and did not stop.

At this time, the white-haired and handsome steward Yu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, walked up to Guo Ye, and said in a low voice, "Guo Inspector, I'm going to bury Hall Master Lei. When the old man finishes dealing with the affairs of Hall Master Lei, he will go to the funeral." I will hand over the group of disciples who made the secret gunpowder that the hall master told you. Fengleizhuang will soon be wearing sackcloth and filial piety, and hanging plains in the mourning hall. Guo Shishi, please go back first. If you are interested, then on the day of the hall master’s funeral, Please take the time to attend!"

Guo Ye knew that he was not a member of the Fenglei Hall, and it was inconvenient to intervene in the affairs of Leihuo's death, so it was better to retreat now.

Immediately, he nodded, and whispered to Steward Yu: "Don't worry, Master Lei is a man of indomitable spirit. On the day of his funeral, Guo Ye will definitely help his spirit and send him up the mountain."

After finishing speaking, he greeted Chen Lang and left the living room.Then, under the leadership of a servant of Fengleizhuang, he made a detour out of Fengleizhuang.

After leaving Fenglei Village, the weather outside was still clear and the sun was still shining brightly, but for some reason, there was an unseasonably cool wind.

As the cool wind blew past, Guo Ye stretched out his hand to grab the illusory air out of thin air, and muttered, "Master Lei, let's go!"

Chen Lang also sighed sadly: "Oh, I never imagined that the notorious Fenglei Hall would be duplicity. Lei Huo is really a real man who understands the righteousness but also does not lose the small righteousness. I, Chen Lang, just one word, Clothes!"

Listening to Chen Lang's words, images of many people inexplicably popped up in Guo Ye's mind, from the third master of the Yellow River Gang, Scar Liu who led the crowd to a tragic death outside Golmud City, Zhao Jiuchou who was so seriously injured that he still couldn't walk on the ground, Even Wang Bodang, the white-clothed arrow who retired to the mountains, and Lei Huo, who just died in his heart...

There are also many, many people he has met and interacted with. The images of these people are vivid and clear.

Some of these people know each other, and some have never met at all, but these people are very similar, as if there is an invisible thread that connects these people together.

And this rope seems to be combined into two words, that is: loyalty!

It wasn't until the images of these people dissipated in his mind that Guo Ye slowly nodded in response to Chen Lang's words, and said leisurely: "Whether it's a man or a hero, all loyal people in the world deserve our respect and praise from the world!"

Chen Lang nodded in agreement, thinking to himself, maybe if I were Leihuo, I would be like him, and I would die with vigor and vigor, so as to fulfill the name of loyalty.

Slowly, the two walked down the steps in front of the gate of Fengleizhuang. Chen Lang asked, "Guo Inspector, what are we going to do next? Huo Duoba, the chief culprit who murdered Xue Hao and his wife, may have escaped from Yangzhou city." , can this murder case be closed?"

After hearing this, Guo Ye smiled helplessly and said: "Enough people have died, and the case can almost be closed. As for Huo Duoba, hmph, I will definitely cut off his dog's head in my lifetime."

Chen Lang nodded, and added a sentence in his mind: "There is also the dog head of Yang Yong, the former Sui prince. He didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of him. Hmph, I will kill Leihuo for his loyalty. Yang Yong's dog head!"

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