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Even more unbearable are the flies. Their reproduction seems to be exacerbated by the presence of corpses, which mate furiously, laying golden eggs that turn into larvae, which quickly turn into flies, and which quickly mate again. They stay out of time and enter a vicious circle of forgetting themselves. Although a few people covered their mouths with handkerchiefs and fanned them, they were still frantically attacking the corpses everywhere. Bald eagles appeared in the sky and circled. Shan Ma counted nineteen in total. Later, there were more, but there were no people. There were even a few green eyes of wolves one night, nearby. Everyone was so frightened that they picked up their weapons and instinctively wanted to protect themselves. If the wolves come, the bodies are theirs. In order to drive away the wolves, the huts that had been knocked down were set on fire, and four or five piles of raging fire reflected the surrounding hills. The next few days there was a crazy rainstorm. The lower part of the col was flooded with water. Dong Xiaowan never entered the mortuary shed again. Shan Ma accompanies her. Sometimes she watched Shan Ma burn magic charms and paper money to relieve her boredom. Sometimes, she also overlooks the way of Li New Year's Day and others, hoping that they will appear earlier. That day, as soon as the heavy rain stopped, she saw a string of clay figurines coming from a distance. Looking at the dark coffin on the cart they were driving, she concluded that it was Li New Year's Day. Seeing them back, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had lifted a very heavy burden. Everyone did not rest and put the body into the coffin. While everyone was busy, Li New Year's Day told Mao Pijiang about the hardships and dangers of the journey, and the greater harvest was his spiritual satisfaction. That night,touch screen whiteboard, two passing Taoist priests and a monk performed a simple ritual for the deceased. The next morning, according to Dong Xiaowan's instructions, the body was transported to the hill where Xiang Yingtian said before he died. Two pits were dug, the coffin was put in, and it was buried. Two fresh steamed buns were added to the hill. As the vultures were still hovering in the air, there was not a single bird around. On the way to climb the mountain, Dong Xiaowan picked a lot of wild flowers while walking. By the time she reached the top of the mountain,smart board for conference room, she had woven two beautiful garlands. She clasped the garland at the top of the grave. Down the hill, everyone had no intention of staying long, so they packed up. The car is full of purchased goods. Mao Pijiang and Li New Year's Day rode ahead, Dong Xiaowan and Shan Ma sat in the car, and the rest of the people followed around, playing torches and taking advantage of the night. Color set foot on the way home. In order to relieve boredom, someone sang a ballad, that is, the famous song "The Prodigal Son Returns Home". The tone is not accurate enough, but it has a simple and sad style. Dong Xiaowan fell asleep in Shan Ma's arms. Chapter 19 stay in the capital party prison (1). Morning fog leaking through the crack of the door is a hidden spectacle, light, like smoke and clouds on the stage, if there is no, ordinary people also have a fairyland atmosphere. Appreciating such a soft beauty requires a good mood and a little courage. It looked so mysterious that the timid thought it was a sign of a ghost coming. At this time, someone in the street outside the door sneezed as he walked, interactive whiteboards in the classroom ,smart interactive whiteboard, telling the sleepy people in the door that it was almost dawn. Sleepy people still do not want to wake up, turn their backs, regardless of the flowers bloom and fall. The man walking in the street was a thin young man. The morning fog woke him up a little, and there was a cold feeling on his cheeks, but it did not change the sallow color of his chest from staying up late and hangover. He felt his chin as he walked, and his stubble was a little prickly. Every time he stayed up late, he grew crazier than usual, and he was disorderly and sloppy. A long time ago, he found that people in the morning were actually very ugly, especially women. It was strange that they sat in front of the mirror as soon as they got up, and they could bear the face in the mirror. He never looked at himself in the morning. The beater who came face to face knew the young man. He was Hou Chaozong, who married Li Xiangjun upstairs of Mei Xiang. The watchman had been wandering in the street all night. He had just stolen a chicken from Wang Dazi's low wall and bumped into Hou Chaozong. He hurriedly hid the chicken behind him and stood by the side of the road. He bowed and said, "Good morning, Mr. Hou!" Hou Chaozong also did not see a few more eyes, still footsteps do not stop, only by the way said: "Don't say you go early, more early people." "Hey, exactly, exactly." Hit more people at random, Hou Chaozong has gone far away. He spat lightly at that emaciate figure. He could never understand that this dilapidated scholar could enjoy a peerless beauty like Li Xiangjun. He agreed with his neighbors that Li Xiangjun should be a hero, or at least a strong man. Women are crazy and always willing to marry a sick scholar. He shook his head and went home to stew chicken. Hou Chaozong spent the night at Shi Kefa's temporary residence in Shiyin Garden. At the moment, there was disappointment in his mind, anger in his chest, frustration on his face, and the scene of last night was still haunting his thoughts. He was disappointed that his ambition had failed again, and that they had missed the opportunity to hold the emperor to command the princes. During this period, people of insight in Liudu are competing for this privilege. Hou Chaozong, Wu Ciwei, Chen Dingsheng also saw this opportunity, ambitious to take the opportunity to do a career, the ambition of life. Since the fall of Beijing and the death of Chongzhen, it is imperative to support the new monarch. The country can not be without a monarch for a day. King Fu, King Lu, King Lu, King Han and King Tang, who could be appointed as the new king, all had the right to win the throne, and each had many fugitive heroes running for them. Hou Chaozong thought Shi Kefa was a great man, so he bet on him. Shi Kefa was not aware of the great opportunity brought about by this kind of history. He thought that the millions of troops he had in the south of the Yangtze River would be enough to deter the court, so he only led dozens of guards to Nanjing, trying to easily support King Lu to ascend the throne. But when Ma Shiying led hundreds of thousands of troops from the four towns in the north of the Yangtze River into Nanjing to support King Fu, Shi Kefa regretted that he was too selfless. He was afraid that the defense was empty and did not bring a large army, so he was forced to let Ma Shiying succeed. King Fu ascended the throne with the name of "Hongguang". Although he was a peaceful king, there was no military disaster in the south of the Yangtze River, and he was very rich, so the enthronement ceremony was also very grand. The smoke of firecrackers did not fall for three days,smart board interactive whiteboard, the crowd drank all night long, and everywhere there were heroes who were restless by the fire of the restoration of the country, and he was often seen. hsdsmartboard.com



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