Fu Jiuqu didn't give Xin Yi a chance to react. He grabbed Xin Yi's clothes, picked her up like a play, pulled her off the ground, took her into his arms, kicked the broken wood with his toes, stepped on the bricks, and jumped

rise……

"Master Jiu! Rope."

Cheng Cang dropped the rope from the top of the tower.

There is a sea of ​​fire below, the corridor is burning, and the situation is urgent.

"Hold me tight!" Fu Jiuqu shouted coldly, grabbed the rope, and led Xin Yi up to the third floor along the rope.

The fire was so intense that the second and third floors were not spared and were also affected.

Xin Yi was put down to the ground by Fu Jiuqu. Looking at the scene in front of him, he was suddenly shocked.

She thought that Chen Chusheng set the fire to help the golden cicada escape from its shell. Unexpectedly, he was sitting beside the third-story wooden railing with his back to the sea of ​​fire. He held a worn-out erhu in his arms and played the strings calmly, no longer roaring or hating.

As if he had a profound enlightenment before dying, his eyes were closed tightly, and his mouth was mumbling, as if he was sobbing, and the tune was sad...

"Chen Chusheng."

Fu Jiuqu looked at him coldly and approached with his sword in hand.

"Why kill?"

The sound of the erhu suddenly stopped.

Chen Chusheng opened his eyes, hugged the erhu and smiled slightly.

"Didn't the king hear it?"

Fu Jiuqu looked at the fierce fire getting closer and closer behind him.

"Back then, you were framed and demoted from office. Why didn't you tell the officials the truth?"

"You are not my uncle, Sun Tong, and I have a different relationship. I only want to write books and write prescriptions. The dirty officialdom does not suit my wishes, so why not travel around the world and help the people..."

Having said this, Chen Chusheng sneered, pain appeared in his eyes, and his eyes became scarleter by the firelight.

"It's a pity that I didn't understand at that time that medical skills cannot cure ignorance or the despicability of human nature - only death can."

Chen Chusheng's eyes turned to Xin Yi again.

"I don't know until my death, where did you learn the medical skills to ruin my good deeds? Zhou Daozi cannot teach a disciple like you..."

Xin Yi frowned.

"Mr. Chen, it's still too late for you to look back now. Although you have made a big mistake, you have reasons. Maybe the officials will miss your old friendship and spare your life?"

"Hahahahahaha."

Chen Chusheng laughed wildly again.

"What's the use of my life? If my wife and children are gone, how can I live happily in this world?"

He smiled until his cheeks turned red, but his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, staring at Xin Yi.

"Shu Hui, Feng'er, Xiao Chun, Xiao Quan, Xiao Douzi...Junior Brother Cui, I tried my best, but I still fell short. Not all those who harmed you have been killed, and Zhangjia Village has not exterminated its descendants..."

He roared, and the erhu strings in his hand suddenly sped up, transforming into a more intense tune, like crying, like mourning, like fighting for every wronged soul who refused to die...

"I'm useless. I'm here to accompany you -"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Chusheng jumped into the sea of ​​fire with his erhu in his arms and fell straight to the bottom of the pagoda, but was swallowed up by the flames in an instant.
Chapter completed!