Chapter 295

Han Zhan doesn't seem to know how to speak.

The silence of the air made people dizzy.

After a long time, I heard him say slowly: "when you saw more than 100 live innocent lives, they died in front of you. The blood stained the flying snow. Some people even died without a whole body. Many of them met every day and talked to you in the evening. They all died in an instant..."

In those days, he never had a good sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of dead people. His eyes hurt and the whole person was about to explode.

He dared not close his eyes or sleep. He thought he was afraid of being ill, crazy and suffering from hysteria. He always felt that as soon as he bowed his head and turned around, those people called him behind him: "little marquis."

He could almost hear those people tearing their hearts and lungs in his ears and asking him, "young Marquis, why didn't you save us because our lives are like grass mustard?"

He could even smell the pungent smell of blood.

However, as soon as I looked up, those illusions suddenly burst and disappeared.

He was tortured to be crazy, but he dared not say, even forced to smile and pretended to be indifferent.

In just a few days, Yu hanzhan has been in the spring and autumn for more than ten years. He is exhausted after a long suffering.

He thought that if he could, he would rather die to apologize to the spirits of those innocent people.

He admitted that he was a coward. His father, Zhongyong Hou, was brave all his life, fought on the battlefield and killed countless enemies. Zhongyong Hou was full of martyrs, defending the country and guarding the frontier from generation to generation, but he was a coward who only knew eating, drinking and playing, didn't learn and was shameful.

If Chu Zhi's people come late, they will see his body.

Chu Zhi sent a message to him: "remember Han Zhan, you are not responsible for hundreds of people's lives. You are framed. No matter what happens, you must hold on. If you really feel guilty, stand up and go to Kyoto to find out the truth personally and give justice to the people who died in vain."

This sentence gave Han Zhan a ray of hope in the desperate situation, like a beam of light, shining into his life.

Han Zhan buried his head in the pillow and smiled: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I think I'm stupid. My father used to call me a coward. I don't care. Cowards are cowards. As long as I'm happy, their life is not what I want. I just want to live well. Now I want to come, he scolds a little well. I'm really selfish and a complete coward."

Chu Zhi didn't know what to say. All the comforting words seemed very pale at the moment.

She has experienced those bloody scenes with blurred flesh and bones, mountains of bones and blood, so she understands what kind of shadow and despair Han Zhan will have in her heart.

She knows too well.

Han Zhan raised his head and looked at Chu Zhi, as if he were joking or swearing. There was a seriousness and firmness that Chu Zhi couldn't see in his eyes: "I want to seek justice for those people."

Zhi Zhi is right. If you really feel wronged and desperate, stand up, come out and go to those people.

In just a few days, he already knew that this dynasty was rotten and full of darkness. In the past, he was too naive and thought that if he stayed away, he could be safe and relax. Facts have proved that he was too wrong. I didn't kill Biren, but Biren died because of me. The more than 100 people who died in vain are an example.

Since you can't hide, come on!

In spite of its blood and thorns, he will be able to fight a bloody way!