Back Off, Let Me Come

"Before someone got on board? Who?"

Gong Xiqiu had to admit that he was somewhat gloating about his misfortune.

The staff envoy didn't seem to notice Gong Xiqiu's expression, and just replied indifferently: "I don't know yet. I just know that the person who took the national seal is not simple. He either has the special ability to hide the national seal or has special items. The first two I can still vaguely feel the breath, but then it becomes fainter and fainter, and there is no trace anymore.”

The elites along this journey were originally headed for the national seal.

Since the national seal can no longer be obtained, it is useless to continue to stay. It is better to return with troops to reinforce our own military and prevent Zheng Qiao from sending troops to suppress the border. Therefore, the possibility of withdrawing troops is extremely high, and it would be foolish to stay and entangle the Alliance forces.

Gongxi Qiuchu listened with great interest.

When he heard the last sentence, his expression twisted, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The staff messenger asked him what he meant with his eyes.

Then he asked: "Didn't I tell you early enough?"

"You said you could still feel it vaguely in the past two days, but there has been no trace in the past two days -" Gongxi's teeth were grinding with hatred, and his back molars were itching, "If you had said it two or three days earlier, the soldiers fighting today would not have known it at all. You lost your life in vain! Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

Not only did the staff member not become angry, but a very strange sneer appeared on his face for a moment, and he said: "You will feel sorry for me."

Gong Xiqiu: "That's more than two thousand lives."

It's not that he feels bad.

Human life is the most worthless thing in this world.

But no matter how worthless a human life is, it can be determined whether it is valuable or worthless. Even if they died, they could have died more valuable instead of being hastily buried here!

Even if these are actually the soldiers of King Pig...

Therefore, even if the staff envoy in front of him was the only clan member left in the world, Gong Xiqiu would not have the slightest fondness for him.

The staff members laughed at his naivety.

"Gong Xiqiu, do you know something?"

As soon as he started talking, he paused suspiciously and deliberately whetted Gong Xiqiu's appetite, but Gong Xiqiu could only do what he wanted.

He asked: "What can we know?"

"Do you know what order King Shi gave me before he left? You and the soldiers and horses led by your adoptive father can all be sacrificed if necessary. As long as you can get the national seal, no matter what the sacrifice is!" the staff messenger said sarcastically! Looking at Gong Xiqiu, "If necessary, your life can be filled."

Gong Xiqiu thought it was some kind of order.

He said: "Isn't this normal?"

He has seen similar faces many times, let alone a strange creature like the King of Pigs? In fact, Gong Xiqiu was slightly surprised by the "mildness" of this order. Considering the person King Sheg is, his instructions should not be so "normal"...

The staff messenger looked like "you're too young".

He sneered and spat out words that were even more sinister and sticky than the venom of poisonous snakes: "What King She means is not what you understand. His original intention is - if the casualties in Xiaocheng are not enough to force out the national seal of Xin State, you can Give up those soldiers."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

The staff envoy said coldly: "So, do you see clearly? In your eyes, more than two thousand living lives are just insignificant in the eyes of others! Whether they died on the battlefield loyal to the king or in other invisible places, they were It makes no difference whether you die in battle today or later. Gong Xiqiu, you really should have died on the day when your clan was annihilated, instead of leaving your clan and wandering into the muddy world of mortals, fearing that you would die without a burial place!"

Gong Xiqiu looked at the staff messenger in shock and anger.

In his memory, every member of the Gongxi clan followed the guidance of the gods and worked hard to live. They are open-minded and optimistic, bold in nature, men, women and children, good at singing and dancing. Any unhappiness can be vented through loud singing and wild and changeable dance.

Live in seclusion and have nothing to do with the world.

Gong Xiqiu has never seen a clansman as sinister and creepy as the one in front of him, which is unpleasant and contrary to the style of the Gongxi clan. What kind of thoughts does the other party have that would make him say this to him, the only survivor of the genocide?

His eyes were so understanding. The messenger said: "The Gongxi clan's emblem is the snake that everyone dislikes the most. Being cheerful and lively and loving life is against the ancestral precepts, right? I'm used to being gloomy, but you just can't see it. What can you do if you get used to me?"

Gong Xiqiu: "You——"

The staff envoy said: "That's all."

Gong Xiqiu wanted to curse a few words, but the figure turned back into a shadow, completely blending into the darkness, and made no sound in the next moment. I left Gong Xiqiu alone, cursing in my heart, wishing I could dig up his ancestral grave...

Ah no, ancestral graves cannot be dug up.

Their ancestral graves are the same.

Gong Xiqiu frowned depressedly.

He was even more depressed than being beheaded by Shen Tang over and over again during the day. After sitting there with his arms folded across his chest for a while, he suddenly stood up and rummaged through the suitcase he carried with him wherever he went. Even though Gong Xiqiu's life was in a mess, with paperwork and official affairs thrown around, making it so messy that people had nowhere to go, the things inside the box were neatly packed and taken out and wiped regularly.

He found a thick volume of genealogy from the bottom of the box.

Every name on this genealogy has been crossed out with trembling calligraphy and ink. If you look carefully, there are still many tears and water stains on it. Only Gong Xiqiu's name is still there. Skip the names, scroll up and down, and compare them one by one.

"Not this one……"

I had attended this man's funeral myself.

"This is not..."

Neither is the uncle next door.

"This...this...this...isn't..."

Gong Xiqiu remembered that his staff messenger had said that he had crossed out the names in the genealogy overnight, and his handwriting should be different from that of the clan leader who was in charge of the genealogy at that time. He just had to find the one with special handwriting.

Following this clue, I actually found two.

Gong Xiqiu seems to be the most likely to lock down.

but--

His eyes widened in disbelief.

The hands holding the family tree were trembling.

"How, how could it be possible - it could be him?"

Unlike the outside world, children of the Gongxi clan only take their mother's surname. They are generally raised by their mother, uncles and other natal elders. In order to avoid problems with newborns caused by too close blood lines, women can choose to marry within the clan when they reach adulthood, or they can choose to leave the clan to look for men outside the clan, and then return to the clan with their children after a period of time.

Gong Xiqiu's father was one of them.

Except for the dead mother, no one knows who the dead father is.

Gong Xiqiu didn't know either.

There are many examples of half-brothers and sisters in the clan.

Gong Xiqiu is no exception.

He has a half-brother who is much older than him. He heard that his brother was selected by the clan leader at a young age to be trained as the next clan leader, but Gong Xiqiu had never seen him. The mother said that her brother died in infancy, but the uncle leaked the news and said that the brother made a big mistake and was executed by the clan elders. The mother was heartbroken. In order to get over the pain, she was encouraged by her uncle to have a second child, which is now Gongxi Qiu. …

If this sullen guy were my brother...

No wonder the clan elder always looked at Gong Xiqiu with complicated eyes.

Gong Xiqiu dug out a mirror from the pile.

Photo on the left, photo on the right.

He murmured in a daze: "I really didn't notice it unless I looked carefully, but there are indeed some similarities..."

Staff Messenger: Who do you think I am? ? ?

Gong Xiqiu:)

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