The next morning, Wang Du.

    In the old wooden house deep in the alley.

    After a simple breakfast, Zana moved a few times and was ready to go out of the door and start today''s work.

    But as soon as he opened the door, he felt something falling on the back of his hand through the crack of the door above, as if it were water droplets. Originally, he thought it was rain, so he didn''t take it to heart. After all, he clearly heard the sound of rain late at night.

    But when he wanted to wipe his hands, Zana''s body shook when he saw that the color in his hands was actually red and a little thick.

    "Blood?"

    "Someone died nearby last night?"

    "Someone took advantage of the sound of heavy rain to kill people around here!"

    Immediately, his brain automatically emerged the most likely answer.

    In this dark alley, in addition to the ordinary poor, there are several groups of underworld gangs.

    Those guys are not strong, but they are more than vicious!

    It is not impossible for them to kill for a few gold coins and fight for territory while the rain is pouring on a rainy night.

    After some hesitation, Zana slowly opened the door and tilted his head slightly out to observe the situation outside.

    What catches the eye is the blood red of the ground. The potholed road is like a pool, which has accumulated a lot of blood.

    The thin and bloody stream extends from the entrance of the alley to the end of the alley. Even the houses are stained with a lot, just like someone painted them all with blood. It looks extraordinarily seeping.

    ？？

    What the hell is this?

    Zana was puzzled by the faint smell of blood in the air.

    He couldn''t figure out where so much blood came from!

    According to common sense, even if all the people in the alley add up, it is impossible to shed so much blood.

    His eyes turned to the neighbors around him. In the past, he had already started running out to boast and fart. He didn''t see any of them. Only the shadow moving in the crack of the door proved that there were still people inside.

    This made him feel a chill on his back, and he had an impulse to close the door immediately!

    After some hesitation, his eyes stared and his brain opened, thinking of a possibility: "is it difficult that the Principality of Marton has been subjugated? Last night, someone broke the king''s capital overnight in a heavy rain and killed the country on the spot. Now the city is being slaughtered outside. That''s why so much blood has been shed? "

    At the thought of this, his eyes coagulated, his body was close to the wall, and quietly moved out of the alley. If it was really as he thought, he had to run in advance while no one was in charge of this remote alley!

    "Gulu..."

    As he approached the exit of the alley, Zana couldn''t help swallowing his saliva. He felt that his heart began to accelerate under the effect of tension, and the gaps between the doors and windows of houses in the alley were constantly projected to observe.

    "Everyone is watching themselves!" It suddenly occurred to him.

    Zana even vaguely saw a large group of gangsters lying on the roof of a house looking at himself in the dark.

    "Boy, you have a future. You''re brave!"

    Zana felt that he had read the meaning of the eyes of one of the bald men.

    When his head was about to move out of the alley, he vaguely heard a slight sound of footsteps outside. The scene of peace and bustle in the day was completely different!

    Subconsciously, I want to retract my head.

    But driven by courage, he didn''t do that. Instead, he put his head out and looked around.

    There were no pedestrians in the empty street, and there were no bodies everywhere as Zana expected,

    Only an old man was sweeping the floor, and the scarlet blood ripples with his constant sweeping. With the abnormal silence around, Zana felt a little hairy

    After some ideological struggle, Zana moved over step by step and asked the old man timidly in the gentlest tone of his life, "old man, what happened to Wang Du yesterday? Why didn''t there be a pedestrian?"

    Hearing the sound, the old man turned his back to him, and the figure sweeping the floor suddenly stopped. Like a rusty machine, he slowly looked at Zana and replied in a dead hoarse voice: "nothing, but the color of the rain is a little strange..."

    The syllables of each word dragged very long, as if they were slowly drilled out. Combined with the surrounding blood color and the old man''s withered and yellow face, it could not help showing an extremely terrible atmosphere, which made Zana''s hair stand up immediately.

    "This... This... It turns out that these blood waters are just rain..."

    Licked his tongue, Zana showed a very reluctant smile, and the old man in front of him made him shudder.

    Just as he was about to withdraw, the old man raised his eyelids gently, as if he remembered something again, and added: "Oh, by the way! It is said that this bloody rain is also related to... Um... A sad and beautiful love story. It seems to be a gift from God. Maybe you can go to the location at the end of the street. It is said to be very touching. A large group of little girls are crying..."

    ？？？？？

    Zanadang was stunned. Some didn''t understand what the other party said.

    From his poor insight, what can be the connection between the sad and beautiful love story and the bloody rain??

    How can it be related to the gift of God? Shouldn''t it be divided into a sign of great evil and the coming of heaven''s punishment???

    With a confused idea, he began to walk towards the position the old man said. Along the way, he also met some sparse people, but everyone was cautious or confused, and obviously didn''t figure out what had happened.

    It didn''t take him long to see a large crowd gathered at the end of the street. As the old man said, there were a large group of girls crying there. Don''t say that they were crying. They were still talking while crying. Zana didn''t know why.

    In confusion, Zana leaned his ear over and wanted to listen carefully to what they were talking about

    As a result, I was fascinated!

    Don''t mention that Duke convened dozens of poets, storytellers and speakers. The story is not only gorgeous and beautiful, but also brainstorming and using a large number of depressing plots, which makes the development of the story more tortuous and fascinating.

    Principality of Marton: poor man No. 1, principality of Marton; The rich woman No. 1, Duchy of Yar, who needs the help of noble people in the middle of the family: after helping the female owner''s family, she was engaged to the female owner, mainly responsible for making soy sauce and the noble man No. 2 wearing a green hat.

    With the efforts of dozens of people, the three form a complete story chain!

    It not only describes in detail the complex feelings between men and women due to accidental acquaintance, but also describes in an extremely obscure way the complex troubles of their respective families and various injustices and contradictions in the world.

    For example, when the green hat fell miserably, he still chose "of course, forgive her!" Male number two.

    Finally, let the hero die on the spot under the sinister attack of the second man beating the mandarin duck, and cooperate with the bloody rain caused by the female owner''s suicide. It is unprecedented, at least it is also the top three in the industry.

    On the spot let Zana, who lived in this era of lack of entertainment, fall into it!

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    "The love story between mark, a civilian boy, and yvero, a rich lady?"

    "Love hate entanglement of several families?"

    "And a fiance of the nobles of the Principality of Yar who specializes in hatred?"

    "More importantly, both men and women are still dead. Is this the magic version of Titanic + Romeo and Juliet???"

    Drinking the vegetable soup in front of him, Olga tilted his head and thought it was a little interesting to see the maids nearby crying and discussing fiercely.

    Judging from the plot of the story, the tastes of the masses are the same, whether on the other side of the earth or on the other side of the world.

    The only problem is that I don''t know what evil the heroine''s fiance did in his last life. He was robbed of his wife and tried to get it back, but he had to be scolded and tied to a pillar of shame.

    Even Olga, a wicked man, did not think clearly about the truth.

    Perhaps this is the meaning of licking a dog.

    Then he really didn''t think of his random behavior, so Jim realized the routine of public opinion war. It must be that in a few days, this just made up story will spread all over the country and arouse the hatred of the lower class towards the Principality of Yar.

    It was a little help to Jim, even though he didn''t feel that way.

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    After eating, Olga said to the housekeeper who was standing next to him, about 25 years old, beautiful, perfect and serious: "go and prepare a carriage for me. I want to go out today."

    Hearing that Olga was going out, the housekeeper was stunned and replied:

    "Yes, my Lord."

    Since she was transferred here, she has never seen Olga go out, and even rarely communicate with others. In her observation, although Olga was excellent in both temperament and appearance, he felt as if he was out of tune with the world and never cared about external things.

    Even crown prince Jim''s personal visit did not make him have the slightest nervous reaction. On the contrary, Jim, who is regarded as crown prince, was a little restrained, which made her very puzzled. However, she also knew that many things were not her responsibility, so she never asked.

    It may be a little irresponsible to say, but in these two or three months, her understanding of Olga, the master she served, was only the man''s name and general behavior, and there was nothing else.

    I don''t even know the origin and specific name.

    It can only be said that it is better than strangers!

    Fortunately, although Olga''s temperament is indifferent, he has a good temper. He has never been angry with anyone, even if the other party''s behavior is very rash, and never cares about anything unkindly.

    Otherwise, she really feels a little tricky.