Have you written or heard any “magic” stories? – What?

Have you written or heard any “magic” stories? – What?

My family raised fire for generations.

Every time a man is born in the family, the parents break one of their little thumbs, remove a bone wax seal, and put a bag made of small finger skins around the neck of the baby, which cannot be removed at any time. Until seven or eight years, one night it will be hot as hell. Then take a lotus-like lamp, cut out the wax seals and put the bone in. The bones will light up a light blue flame.

The fire is raised daily with the blood of its keepers and cannot be extinguished. Whoever cut his fingernails or hair off by the firekeeper shall also be sent into the lamphouse to burn it. If the firekeeper is injured, the lamp can be slightly dumped, and the fire ignites the broken limbs, and when it is burned, the firekeeper will be fine. When the firekeeper dies, it will set the body on fire, and when a fire has passed, it will be left with a small bone of the first of its kind, and the rest will not leave the ashes.

That is the case of the firekeeper, all of which comes from the fire and is returned to it.

One.

My parents lived in a small hill, and kept fire for the people who were nearby.

And the fire of the fire keeper of the Fire shall light nothing but obscenity. The insect that is born in the body, the demon that lies in his heart, the shadow that hides in the shadows and the ghost that hides behind his back, and a fire that burns clean!

If someone gets caught up in evil, they’ll call a fireman. A blood meal for the fireman — six dishes, three drinks, all red in it. “Put the money off the fire” for the firekeeper. As for the fire-breeding man, he will cut off his wrists and cast blood on the body of a man who is scavenging evil, then will cause it to burn.

It’s called clean fire.

The blue fire does not hurt people, does not burn clothes, but follows the blood of the firekeeper. In a moment, the whole thing lit a blue fire, like a moth that hit a bonfire. It is only fitting to hear the squeaking screams in the bellies of the people of evil, until the fire is extinguished.

As for the broken wrists of the firekeeper, if the wound was burned on the light, the wound would soon be ashdled. The slitting of blood in the wrists is a daily necessity of the firekeeper, and no one will be surprised.

My family is the only man left in my generation, and my father is the only one who keeps the fire in the Song dynasty. After all, the firekeeper is not a fairy. He can only handle this ten-mile radius. Ten-mile radius.

Fathers always lamented that firekeepers were no longer a popular profession, but now they were like small-scale vendors. The rich and merchants in the city are fine and willing to give anything but evil, and the women of the mountain villages can really give up their lives for money. Every time a father is clean, the hardest part is to negotiate with the village women. The father was kind and his mouth was dumb, but the village women, so my family was barely fed up. Occasionally, a country gentleman needs a clean house, but he can eat several tons of meat.

The fire of the fireman cannot go out, and the father holds the lantern wherever he goes, and sleeps on the bedside. But I’m not 16 yet, not a real firekeeper. And then the whole lantern will go out, and there will be no other loss to me. So mother always said to put out my fire and let me find another way out. It’s a good thing the fireman isn’t a bitch. If he’s gifted, he’ll be better off cleaning the fire.

Mother was not a firekeeper, but lived with a firekeeper for more than a decade, knowing the pain and despair of the firekeeper. And the fire of the fire-bearer did not burn others, but he wrinkled the mother’s eyebrow, and the ashes of her hair.

I’m still a firekeeper. However, thanks to my mother’s other plans, I went to a few years of self-defeating, knowledgeable, first-hand writing and a talent test. It was a pity that his mouth was as stupid as his father’s, and that they could not say anything about the village women.

I want to go for a walk.

This small ten-mile radius is enough for a firekeeper of my father. I’d like to go to places where there’s no fireman, if I can.

I’ve never broken this little circle, and once this idea came to me, it was like a fire of a fireman, and it never went out.

Finally, when I was 18, I said something.

Father and mother were groaning, mother cried, saying, “How can I leave you?” Father asked me, there’s a genre outside. Aren’t you afraid?

I said I wasn’t afraid, but the gentiles were humans, and they were evil. They’re always begging me. What am I afraid of?

The father again lamented and the mother shivered her lips and did not speak again.

Father says I don’t trust you. I’ll teach you the last three things about the firekeeper. You’ll be so relieved.

I said yes, let’s go.

And the last three of the fire-breeders were the burning, the rekindling, and the burning.

Father said that there are thousands of people in the world, and there are Buddhas. The burning is a barrier in the hearts of men, and when it strikes it is heart-to-heart pain, it breaks in a moment. There is no doubt that, except for young children, the burning industry is incendiary. Demons are everywhere. Where can we find Buddha?

Father says the world is full of ancient times or days. Whatever the injury, the fireman recovers from it, but when he dies, the light goes out and the dead are exposed to the wilderness. It rekindles, and it rekindles three times in life. The firekeepers can also cut out the lights three times. But those who rekindled the flames will not end well, and they will end up alone.

Father said that the world is full of hate and hatred. By the hour of last resort, the firekeeper swallows the bones of his finger in the lantern, and ignites himself. The fire could cook a city. It’s just that the fireman, apart from this amniotic bone, is dead.

I am appalled by the fact that the firekeeper has a three-like insomnia that he has never heard of. So father…

Father shakes his head, says, learn.

Three years, finished.

On the day I left, I was wearing a package, holding a lantern and kneeling three times, saying goodbye to my parents. My mother cried, and my father raised me and said that playing with the fire and burning itself, we only raised the fire.

I said, remember.

Two.

Out of this little county, fewer and fewer people know the fireman.

Even if We hide the lanterns in my burden, few will let me stay.

“Go, go, don’t burn my house! I’m sorry.

Only some of the elders would like to see me in the lantern with my left hand:

“You’re the firekeeper? I haven’t seen a fireman in 60 years! I’m sorry.

Only these old people would let me stay.

Into State City, I saw the tragedy of Purgatory. People lying in a row under the walls are thin and impotent. “It’s a disaster, and I don’t know where it came from. The city watchman sighs.

Into State City, I saw the tax charges. I thought I could hold on for a long time, and I almost ran out here. Streets are sparse and shops are closed. An old man pushed a grain truck into the city, leaving only half of the rice store.

Into the state city, I saw the evil eyes. Many of the evil-scathing people look at each other like a cow, but they give me the creeps.

The people on the road were rushing and talking to them in exchange for a trickle. The store asked me again and again.

“This world is a mess. The owner laments. It’s broken down, just to keep the storm out. “It was the first in the state! “The owner’s eyes shined and then faded.

The list is posted outside the shop. The young women of the state ranch are not sick, and 100 doctors are ineffective. And now they’re calling in the Gentiles, the healers, the bounty.

This is a city full of evil, and my blood will not burn. I’d like to take the opportunity to see the state priest.

“You’re trying to win this, too? He’s got a light on him. “A bearded old road had a cup of tea in the living room, and when I was brought in by the housekeeper, he blew his beard and looked at it, and he said it.

And I looked, and in the living room, there were wine and meat monks, turbans, twilight nuns, and all kinds of great gentiles were crowded in the living room, and he was so squeaky.

The monk drank a sip of wine and laughed: “The state pastor is in a state of emergency, too. I’m sorry.

“What did the monk say?”

“That’s what the Spill said. How about it? I’m sorry.

I found a chair in the corner to sit down, and I didn’t want to take care of these noisy people. Rich? That is not what I am thinking now, not the people of the world, not the people of a state, at least the state pastoralists can provide for the victims.

Suddenly, a girl jumped into the living room and looked around.

“Yo, there’s a doll, it’s really…” and the monk drinks and shakes his head.

The young girl had eight fragrances, long hair covered in a vest, and softly covered with a pink ribbon. She was wearing a red dress, which was like a thin red candle, and the eyes were like a beating candle, and I shrunk back with the hand of the lamp, and my little light was a little ridiculous compared to her eyes.

A beautiful young woman with a big smile looked inside the living room.

“Dollies, you’re not trying to be rich, are you? Or are you here to find a husband? “The old man was a thief and he was flirting with her.

“Noise! I’m sorry.

It was only when the long beard of the old way was on fire and the old way began with a pair of thieves staring at the young girl, and it was when he felt wrong that he shouted at him and beat the flame.

Firekeeper?

No, no. She had no lanterns, and the fire of the fireman could not burn her beard.

The girl looked in my direction and I was staring at her.

“Hey, mister, how do you sell these lights? The young lady asked me nicely.

I don’t know what to say.

The girl laughed and said, “Camber core. I’m sorry.

“Aah…”

“Oh, what, I said I called candle core. “The young girl turned a blind eye to her old way, smiling at me.

“Lu overnight, I call Lu overnight. I said,

The candle core was a candlemaker, and she said that she saw the world’s people as candles, and as the sun and moon set, the candle’s lamp core burned the candle, and the wax oil rolled down and the man died.

“You’re a weirdo. Your candle is in the lamp you’re holding, and…” The girl sat next to me in a chair and talked to me.

The candlemaker helps people build candles to keep others alive. It can also burn the lives of others into flames, burning their bodies, a self-preservation technique like the burning of fire-bearers. I’ve heard from my father in this profession, and the candlemaker was a large family, like the firekeeper. Only the firekeeper walks the earth, and the candlemaker is attached to the nobles. It should have been a long time ago that the candlemaker, who had been seen for centuries in the previous dynasty, had disappeared in history.

The father said that had it not been for Ben Dynasty’s sudden restoration of the memory of the long-lost candlemaker and his removal from his cult, he might not have known that there was a profession in the world.

“And also, your candle and my like. “The young girl was staring at the lamp in my hand, and she was getting closer and closer.

I can’t help but move backwards, but I can’t talk.

Fortunately, the housekeeper came in and said, “Please, gentlemen, move to the lady. I’m sorry.

The candle core just jumped and ran out.

And the butler drew us to a fine penthouse, and said, ‘Enter here, the lady is in it.’ Let’s see if you guys can get the girls first to prove that you can cure them. I’m sorry.

The monks who were still drinking said, “Here, right here.” I can’t even see it. How can I? I’m sorry.

The housekeeper was silent: “Damn! How can you see her face? You’re not doctors. You don’t have to ask questions. Now that you claim to be capable, come on. I’m sorry.

The housekeeper stood up and looked at the good guys. These days, he has seen too many charades to fish, and, although there have been a few of them, he has been powerless.

I don’t know where to start.

“Get out of the way. Let me see. The candle core jumps to the housekeeper and stares at the attic. For a moment, she was careful to take a small red blooded candle out of her fragrance and light her finger. She put candles in front of her and continued to observe the building through candle fire.

“Your lady, have you been drowsy, only waking up half an hour a day, which is normal, and then she wakes up with a tea-worker and starts to vomit and cough? The candle core said it went out and put it back in the sausage.

The housekeeper was shocked, “Yes, yes. The Lady Therapist was right, and asked the Lady Therapist to move into the loft and visit her. I’m sorry.

And then the candle core turned to me and said, “Hey, old man, can you continue?” I’m sorry.

And I’m going to turn my head, and I’m going forward, and I’m going to lift up the lantern, and I’m going to look at the loft through the light.

I can’t help but suck a cooler.

“This .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The sun wakes up like a hungry ghost, and the food is not enough. Man will wake up and eat, and in the middle he will be caught with hair of different colours, and the chicken will wake up and cough blood, and he will cough out the little insects of light. I’m sorry.

The housekeeper’s face has changed and he whispers: “Please move to the cabinet. I’m sorry.

Then the butler said to the pagans behind me, “Come back today. I’m sorry.

The people know that this Day will not be fulfilled, but they will turn their backs groaning. Only the monk did not give up, but he was angry: “The dog slave, who is known as the monk of the temple of Willows, and today he has sent us away to hear the two dolls speak nonsense, and he is a bully.” I’m sorry.

The monk said that when it comes to anger, he lifts his golden fists at me and his candles.

I frowned, I was about to burn, and the candle core was frowned, and I reached out to make fire. Only the housekeeper hums, stretches his left and right finger softly and points at the fists of monks. The monk screamed, and the whole arm was twisted into a vasectomy, but there was no blood.

The housekeeper waved, saying, “Throw it out.” I’m sorry.

A few strong men will be moving away before they go.

The rest of the people changed color, and the nun said, “The sinner.” I’m sorry.

The butlers turned away from them, and said to me and the candle core, “Please, two fairies.” I’m sorry.

III

On a bed covered with purple veils, lying about a young woman. Many of the young girls stood by their beds, carrying pots and food, waiting for the girl to wake up.

Excuse me, gentlemen. After all, the lady is everyone’s best friend, and that is the limit to adult tolerance. The fairies may be able to look after her. The housekeeper bowed.

“Hey, mister, do you know anything? The candle core asks:

“I’m only 22, how can I be an uncle? “I continue to watch the young lady through the lights.

The candle core doesn’t seem to mean that she’s sick, but just smiles, “What are you six years older than me? By the way, do you see anything? What’s with the light? I’m sorry.

I wonder, “I am a firekeeper.” The symptoms that I’ve just said are reasonable, and that’s the last thing I’ve ever said, and that’s totally killing her. The others are just that I don’t understand. I’m sorry.

The candle core heard the “firer” and stopped talking, just staring at my lamp again into God.

A moment later, the State Pastor came, and I was still wondering how to burn them. The fire of the fireman, whether you’re a demon or a fairy, is set on fire, and now she hangs herself on this phantom.

“Two fairies, my daughter’s illness, can be saved? “The voice of the State Pastor is full of anxiety and anticipation, and he seems to be really spoiling this girl.”

I’ve seen Lord Miyagi try to bow down, and he stopped it. The State Pastor said to go to the doctor first and not to be polite. All I can say is that the little fairy can’t do it, and I can’t thank him enough for asking me.

I nodded my head and said to the candle core, “Can you help me into the veil and look at the lady’s esteem at a distance?” I’m sorry.

The candle croaked, it seemed like I made her unhappy, but she got into the veil.

“Let’s see if there’s a gargle around her neck. I’m sorry.

“There is. I’m sorry.

“Miss… is there a mole under the left armpit? I’m sorry.

“There is. I’m sorry.

“Is there an unknown jab on Miss’s foot?” I’m sorry.

“The left foot has, the right foot has not. I’m sorry.

The state hysteria hummed to the housekeeper and the housekeeper immediately bowed to his head: “My lord, the female doctor who had seen the disease before said she was well.” I’m sorry.

“No wonder, these cheesy doctors let him do his work, and they can’t see it. It’s a life mark. It’s something a firekeeper can see. The candle core that was drilled out of the veil said that she did not seem to be afraid of the state shepherd. Unlike me, even if I’d been so calm to see a man of this size, there’d still be some fighting in my legs.

“Lusheng, how can this be? The State Pastor asked.

“My Lord, I am a firekeeper. Perhaps the adults have not heard of this profession, but we have one thing to say to them, not to hide it, and some things to ask them to forgive me. I’m sorry.

The state moaning for a moment, waved its hand, and the maids of the stands retreated.

“Go ahead. I’m sorry.

“This is what should have come to adults.” She should have done a lot of good in her life, and now that she’s dead, she can go to the emperor’s house. So the death of her fell on her and only she could be alive. I said, eight parts true, two parts false.

The state ranger shivered for so long.

“What shall I do? There is a way for Lusheng. I’m sorry.

Finally, the state rancher. I’ve had a long breath.

“First, end the punishment. Please, sir, let’s have some food. I’m sorry.

“Yes! The governor may have thought I’d say this, and I just heard it, and he replied.

“No wonder, my lord. “I pull out a knife and cut my finger, drop blood on the carpet, and then set it on fire. A little blue fire on the ground.

Until the flames are extinguished, there is no blood, there is no burn on the carpet.

And We stretched our fingers into the lamp and burned the wound, so that when a smoldering smoke spreads, my backsliding fingers were not cut at all.

The state nozzles: “God is the best. I’m sorry.

“The firekeeper exorcises the name of the net fire and needs to spill the blood of the firekeeper on the middle man. The fire of the man who raised the fire was nothing but evil. The blood can be spilled to the lady. I pointed to the candle core, “I can also light the blood line outside the veil and then light it.” It’s just blood, after all. I’m sorry.

A few moments ago, the state’s pastoralist said, “I don’t know if Lusheng has a good name.” I’m sorry.

And I said, “No, it’s just a show.” I’m sorry.

The state priest seemed to be relieved, saying, “Well, that’s fine. What else does Lusheng want? I’m sorry.

“The firekeeper shall eat blood before the fire, six dishes and three glasses of wine, all of which shall be red. He also asked me to arrange for her to bathe and change her clothes during my blood meal. I said:

Out of the room, the candle core was turned into a bursting lamp, and with a burst of fire, he said, “Yo, when did I become the user of Lu’s uncle, who helped to see the girl’s body, and to shed blood on her? I’m sorry.

I am appalled that, somehow, I can only offer my apologies.

Then the candle croaks out and laughs, and says, “Okay, OK. If you lend me your lamp, I will forgive you.” I’m sorry.

I hesitated to say, “This fire is the life of the firekeeper, and it cannot be extinguished…”

“Who is going to put out your fire? I’ve never seen a firekeeper. I’m just curious. I’m sorry.

I touched my head and carefully passed the lantern.

The candle core was also carefully received, and she took a closer look at every corner of the lamppost, and finally focused on the inner wall of the lamppost.

The inside of the lantern is the core, the blood is the lantern, and the fire is burning in the dark blue.

The candle core slowly stretches out and wants to touch the blue fire, and then soars.

She put her burnt fingers in her mouth, threw one of them back to the lantern, and said with anger: “Did you not say that the fire did not hurt anyone? Why is it still so hot?”

I was busy picking up the lantern and seeing her like this.

“I say it doesn’t hurt, I don’t say it doesn’t burn, I feel it, it hurts, it doesn’t hurt. I’m sorry.

The candle core was busy taking its fingers out of its mouth, and there was no burn on it.

On the other hand, I watched her finger pull a thin crystal line out of her mouth, and felt only a bang in her head, and looked at it.

When the candle core found me, my face was red, and she was too busy rubbing her fingers on her clothes and yelling at me, “Don’t look.” I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

Silence.

“Do you hurt too? * The sound of candle cores comes from the face as soft as the night and the night. *

“It hurts. I’m sorry.

Ouch! The pain is a nightmare that cannot be avoided by the firekeeper. Every day, it burns its own wounds with blood, and it is another lesson that it cannot escape. Even if any injury to the firekeeper can easily heal, the pain of burning directly by fire, even if it does not scream or sweat, will never get used to it.

“Lord Lou, all ready. Please. The housekeeper appeared at this time, breaking the silence again.

And I turned back and said to the candle core, “Come and eat, too. I’m sorry.

“The candlemaker doesn’t have that rule. I’m sorry.

“You do me a favor and you’re half a fireman. I’m sorry.

“Huh-hee, well, I don’t drink. I’m sorry.

It went very well for the lady, and under my command the candle core was perfect. And We poured down the lanterns, and We lit the blood from the fire, and the fire followed a long line of blood into the veil, and turned the young lady into a blue man, except for a pedestal. The fire burned for half an hour, and the net fire of the past went out in no time. If it wasn’t for the lady’s coma, it would have tortured her.

The next day, the lady wakes up, and he’s all right except weak.

The governor of the state has announced the opening of a shelter.

Four.

Lightning thunder, wind and rain. I’m staying with candle cores in the guest room of the dealer. We’re all wet. Who knows when it’s gonna change?

The clarinet bit its teeth and pulled out a tiny candle from the fragrance. She slipped her finger, and I and she had a fire.

I was scared and I was too busy shooting on fire. And I made the candles laugh, and she said, “This is the little trick of the candlemaker, and the fire covers only the body, and does not hurt anyone.” I’m sorry.

I’m a little embarrassed, and I’m laughing at my head, and suddenly I smell a little charred in the back of my head.

“You move again, your hair will go bad.” I’m sorry.

For a moment, the clothes were dry. It’s convenient to think that the ability of the candlemaker is still working.

It was then that the door was opened and the old woman who brought us food with her basket came in and saw the scene in shock. Candle cores are too busy putting out the flames to help old women.

Then the old woman kneeled before both of us, and said, “Are you the candlemakers?” Please help my grandson! I’m sorry.

We looked at each other, and the candles stood up.

The old woman is the husband’s wife, and her nine sons are either dead or silent in this troubled world. There’s only one son of six, her grandson.

There are many people who are scavenging on the road, and I’m doing my best to clear the fire. The reputation of the firekeeper is also growing. It was only to be expected that this time there would be no one else who knew about the candlemaker, the girl who kept her secret from the candlemaker and refused to reveal anything about his fate.

I just keep shaking my head when I look at an old woman’s grandson. I’m a firekeeper, not a doctor. I can’t do anything else. The boy is clearly weak as a candle in the wind, and will probably die soon.

And when the core of the candle bites its teeth and stomps its feet, and pulls out the little half of the red candle, and says to the old woman, ‘This is the grace of your night’ Say, light the candle.

The left hand of the candle core held a red candle, and the right hand looked into the body of the young boy, and only the hand of the candle core found the body of the young boy without any blood. I’ll take the light and see the young boy’s body is broken and all is lost. The candle core has wax between its fingers and softly touches the mouth, which is filled.

The old lady just couldn’t stop reading Buddha.

Once all the damage has been done, the candle core slowly reaches out its hand and it is in a hurry to extinguish the candle. Watching the little candles burned, the candles sorely cried out for loss. But she looked at the boy, who looked red, and she had a smile.

Go back to the guest room, for a long time, and the candle core on its knees on the bed keeps looking at the walls. There was only a small blue light from my fire in the room, and there was lightning from time to time and a flash of light throughout the room.

The candle core looked at me from the shadows and said with a small voice, “Do you want to hear about the candlemaker?” I’m sorry.

I don’t have to answer. The sound of the candle core is coming.

The candlemaker, the one who fixes the candle. In the eyes of the candle-bearer, candles are lit, only long, short and beautiful. Life expectancy and fate are also, of course, both flawed and more productive. The candlemaker can make up for the broken fate and prolong short lives.

It is only that candle waxes do not come in empty space and are attached to dignitaries during the days of the former candlemaker, because they have enough power to get waxes.

Human wax! The candles that kill others make man-made wax, and the fake candles that are made can prolong the lives of others. How many killings did the candlemaker make, directly or indirectly, for his sake? And when the trees of dependence fall, they shall be a satanic way whereof everyone shall shout. And not only that, but they are cursed by God, and the candles of all the dead candles will not burn! The candle shall not burn, nor shall it be a man, nor a ghost, nor shall it be a soul, nor shall it be a soul.

After a brief silence, the candle core said that her ancestors had been hiding their names and looking for ways to redeem the curse. Then they came to know the keepers of the fire, and learned the way of their world. Since then only save lives, not lives. The false candles that are needed are made out of the elders or children of the early days.

And the candle core came out of the fragrance of a short red candle, and the lightning struck through the sky and lit out the face of the candle core, and I saw endless sorrow and frustration.

This is her early brother. Her father used her brother, who died of bleeding before he lost his crown. Her grandfather used her aunt, and a cold took her young life.

Since then, the candles of his own life have set fire to a small fire, like…

“It’s like a fire in a lantern you’ve been holding. I’m sorry.

The candle core looked at me and barely squeezed out the smile. It’s so heartbreaking under my light blue flame.

All of a sudden, the candle core recovered the sweet, sweet sound, and made me laugh: “Why don’t you say something? Do you miss Miss Tru?” I’m sorry.

I was choked and coughed.

His daughter is the Chu’s daughter. I should have said goodbye immediately. But the priest of the province kept me and the candle core for three days, saying that it was their due courtesy, and his little daughter would be grateful for saving her life.

Three days later, Ms. Chu, who had recovered slightly, came out of her courtesan with her help and thanked me.

This time I saw Miss Chu’s face. She’s sick and weak. With light makeup, delicate hairs, a gentle, euphemism of all.

Ms. Chu is ashamed to look me up and face me, and I can’t look at Miss Chu.

The candle cores on the side just keep drinking tea, scrambling it.

I woke up and was busy saying, “Miss Yu is not well, please go back to her room and rest.” I’m sorry.

Miss, take your time.

“Lu Sheng is interested in making a name for himself in my state, and I think you can do it. I’m sorry.

I was so scared, I was so busy, I was like, “I can’t give birth to a fireman, I can’t get credit, I can’t get a job.” I’m sorry.

And the governor whispered, “I have promised you my daughter, and you have it.” I’m sorry.

It’s still with the clarinet on the tea cover.

“Ha ha ha ha ha, I’ve been thinking about a thousand possibilities, and I never would have thought you had chosen to escape from the famine. “The clarinet that lays on the bed makes loud and beautiful laughs, and I can’t help but laugh at it.

“I have written a long letter to the governor and Miss Chu, explaining why I cannot accept it. I’m serious.

“It’s too bad she’s really into you. “The candle core is narrow.

I don’t know how to go back, but I just go back to sleep. Behind me, the other one was laughing, making me upset.

Five.

“Hey, Uncle Lu, why don’t you come with me to the capital?” You’re just going to the first town. I’m sorry.

In the morning, one night the rain washed the world, and the sun passed through the air, like the clitoris. The candle core woke me up and said that to me.

“I’m not an uncle. I’m 22 years old. I didn’t hang out. I said, “The more you talk, the more you think I’m being held by this girl.”

“Then what are you doing? “The candle core was combing its hair unsuspectingly, and I snuck away from it.

What am I doing? I just wanted to come out. Now, I want to help heaven rid himself of evil. The more I walk, the more I feel like this country is full of demons. For example, this family’s old woman, nine sons, three dead, two lost, two missing, one sick and one beat to death by a gentleman’s horse.

Just, spill all my blood, pour all my fire, will you burn this evil away?

“Well, I’ll go to the capital. I said, “I want to see what it’s like to rule this world’s emperor. Is it the devil that corrupts his heart?

When we were leaving, the old women and their grandchildren bowed at us, and we were busy raising them.

We asked the village owner’s name, Faye, and promised that she would keep an eye on her two silent sons.

On the way, we’re going to sleep. The small size of the candle hides amazing strength and resilience. Even if I intended to take care of her more, it would be painful to travel in this troubled world, but she had no complaints. But at least we’re all craftsmen, and in this world, we’ll be able to eat and not starve to death.

It’s just that the candlemaker’s skills are not best used, so most of the time, I’m a bit of an exorcist.

On this road, we met too many people. There are hotels where people eat, and there are rich and poor men who rob them, and there are tastes of wine and meat, and there are soldiers who kill and confiscate people. As my father said, the world is full of demons. Where is Buddha?

A man who wants to mistreat us, or if I light a light upon his sin, or if I wave a little hand to light his candle.

The candle core groaned that it was no wonder that the fireman and the candlemaker had been able to walk from ancient times to the present. I lament that there are still a few who see the evil, and there are too many shadows and evils in the world. Like that hotel house, if I hadn’t been drinking, I’d have tasted it wrong, and we’d have been lost, and I don’t know where.

The candle kernel was angry and set the store on fire, and the owner and his mother-in-law were going to join us.

And We did not know, except that they were so thick as to be fat, that the fire that had been burned in their hearts had spilled out of their bodies, and that they had died instantly.

I covered the eyes of the candle core, with a green face, and quickly left from there.

And this is what We did not anticipate, but some of them died of evil as soon as they were consumed by the fire.

And the candle core comforted us by saying, “The candles of their lives are covered in black molds and spider webs, and even if I had ordered it, the candles of their lives would melt at once.” They’re this.

This time we were blocked by a group of refugees. These 17 refugees, who are known to be violent, are like wolves watching their prey.

On more than one occasion, we met with a group of refugees, and I freed myself and delivered half of the dry food.

“Not enough. Some people in the crowd said that it was like a copper pot crushed by a wagon, dragging and scratching the ground and stinging its ears.

“Not all of them. It’s like shaving a throat.

I’ve got a goose bump. They want to eat people! And We shall guard the candles behind them, and shall burn them with their hands.

But whose business is it? I couldn’t do it.

Stop! Do you want to die? “A skinny guy who looks like some kind of smart-ass squeezed out of the crowd and fell down on his knees and said to us, “Don’t know it’s the candle-man, the candle-man has a lot to spare us! I’m sorry.

And the candle core went from behind me to the front, and looked at the skinny man and said, “Are you not bandits of the Mountain of Ghosts?” I’m sorry.

The bandits once robbed the candle core, and she gave it a hard time, and their boss recognized it.

“It’s hard to live as a bandit these days. “The skinny guy with his cry.

“The men behind him are the decent ones, the rich, the poor, the good, and the famous in the river, not the rich, the rich thieves we met before. Candle core says.

The sound of the candle chorus has just fallen, and the dry and thin men suddenly cry, and the good men who can’t even say a word can cry.

“They only rob the rich and feed the poor. Then how did you get in trouble with them?” “I ask a lot of questions.

The candle core is a bit embarrassing, and he laughs, “They’ve robbed the Emperor of a shipment of medicine with what I want…”

The skinny guy suddenly got up and took out a bag of things from his dirty chest: “Yes, there is, there is. Before the candleman left, I asked around and found her and begged the candleman and the warrior to leave our brother with food and point a clear way. Now, where we’re going, it’s natural and man-made. I’m sorry.

The candle cores were so full of joy that they opened up on one side of the dirty thing, and in it three green pills.

“This is it, this is it. Uncle Lu, give them all your food! The candle core looks at the pills, and the big eyes are bending.

I’ve delivered food, dry and thin, and I’ve been eating with my brothers, one or two, but I can still breathe.

“There’s a burnt-out hotel in the direction we came from, and the house is gone, but the gold and silver coins are still there. There should be pickles and wine in the cellar to slow you down. If you want to change your mind, go to Chu’s house. The candle core says:

The refugees repeatedly expressed their gratitude and helped each other to leave.

The candle core tore a corner from a clean replacement in the package, repackaged the pills, put them in the casserole with the candle, and said to me, “I had no hope for it, I had no idea I had found it. I’m sorry.

The candle core looked towards the departure of the refugees and began to swallow up the smile.

“These people, whose lives are covered in blood, their bones and flesh, and whose lives are in flames, would have died if I had set fire to their real places. And if you burn, they fear that they will die as the owner of the hotel. I’m sorry.

I just feel like something’s stuck in my chest. Although the burning industry was a disciplinary measure for the perpetrators, the father had never only raised the fire. It’s not what a firekeeper does. To them, anger drove me to burn and reason prevented me from doing it.

Besides, are these people in the burning industry?

I had to change the subject and ask, “What’s that medicine?” I’m sorry.

She hesitated a little, and then she replied, “It’s a dream, a dream that makes people sleep for a thousand days, even when the sword is put on. It would be easier for the Emperor to use the pill when he heals his wounds. I’m sorry.

I’m not asking, even when I’m full of questions.

We escaped from the State Patriarchate in March and finally arrived in the capital. Even if there were any more chaos, the capital would be like a thousand years of luxuriousness, and it would still be in a dream, lest it wait for the burning fire.

Six.

“You want a sage? The candle kernel started the eyebrow, “Why? I’m sorry.

I nodded and said, “I shall meet the emperor and persuade him, no matter what, that if he desires to be a wise man, he shall govern.” I’m sorry.

“What if he doesn’t want to be a wise man?” I’m sorry.

I was choked by that.

Then I will persuade him to think that the Son of God is not a thing for the people. I said, “It’s not as good as good, but it’s good. A state priest could do that, and the gods would be better…”

“Just this puppet emperor? The candles are angry.

And I was shocked, and I was busy saying, ‘Be silent and cautious.’ I’m sorry.

“What a silent, cautious voice! “The candle cores are angry.

“There is no child’s word, there is no child’s word. I’m busy talking.

That’s what I’m talking about, and she wants to be angry and laugh, and she says, “You really think you’re my senior?” Well, since you’re going, go ahead. The puppet Emperor has built an Inhuman House for the benefit of a man like you, and from time to time goes to meet the Inhumans. Maybe you’re a firekeeper. Don’t talk about talent. I’m sorry.

“What about you? I’m sorry.

“I don’t want to see this puppet emperor. I have my own business. I’ll see you after you meet. I’ll listen to your new ideas. The candle core bites its tongue when it says “new,” as if I had changed my mind.

After that, the candle core immediately jumped out of the way and left me standing alone on this beautiful street.

I’m still so stupid I didn’t even say goodbye.

Rebellion, emptiness are the king’s two greatest taboos. The puppet emperor is called by the emperor who has no power. But there is no authority in the court today, and the puppet is not a puppet. He was a puppet, a puppet, and a bag, and he studied the puppets in great detail. He was the first in the world to become a puppet. Civil society calls it the puppet emperor in private, despite the taboos of the emperor. It’s true that it’s not true.

In order to make a good joint, the puppet Emperor cut down all the trees in Balling County in Liju State and chose his favorite wood. The puppet emperor did a lot of this nonsense.

But I’m still convinced that, if I can be persuaded, at least I can save the victims of this time.

I’ve come to the Inhumans’ Hall, and it’s huge, and a luxurious attic is standing in the middle, and behind it is given to a place where the Holy Inhuman lives. In the other house, all the food and clothing have been arranged.

“Oh, this man is a little more creative than anyone else and he knows how to use a lamp.” That’s good. I’m tired of all the monks making a fool of themselves. I’m sorry.

The waiter’s eyes were cast, but it was no surprise. Although this is a place of Inhumans set up by the gods, it seems that there are a lot of them.

I took a look at him and said, “Do you hear the sound of your ears, the itching of your ears, the whispering of your voice when you wake up at night?” I’m sorry.

“I don’t know what I can do about it.” I’m sorry.

My palms crossed the head of the lanterns, and I pushed the blood of the hand to the face of the man. Another soldier immediately pointed at me.

“Don’t move. I’ve been stained with blood.

I fired a flare at him and his face was immediately wrapped in flames.

And that which is in his ear is called the dust, a little evil, and no man will care, nor will he drive away. While the fire of the fireman still burns, most of the people who are purified are in a coma or in a state of confusion and no longer feel the pain. But the taxi hasn’t reached that point yet, and his face is burned to death, but he doesn’t hum.

The fire went out, and he reached out to his face, without a scratch, and he pulled out his ears and didn’t sound.

“Sweat and light.” This is a real pain in the ear, sir. Please. Sit down, please. I’m sorry.

This has led to a better attitude, as has the common old man in the back.

Every day, the King of the House of Tenets chooses to meet His Majesty’s able-bodied Gentiles, so that he may receive a different house of Inhumans, without fear.

After dinner, everyone is in the hall waiting for the arrival of the Prince of the Temple.

All eyes are focused on the front door, looking forward and afraid.

Suddenly, the door was turned around with a blue coat and a white old man. Only when he shouted with a sharp voice:

“The Emperor is here!”

In the middle of the night, the Inhumans were silent.

A man in yellow uniform walked outside the door and followed two eunuchs. And the old eunuch of the blue coat was with him on the right hand.

The man with the cleavage eyes, in his thirties, has a king. He said that there was no need to salute, and today I would like to see the masters in person.

There are still people who kneel down and tremble like candles in the wind.

The Emperor slowly moved on to a fat one and a skinny two Gentiles.

“I wonder what these two are capable of?” “Where did the eunuchs move a burrow chair, the Emperor sits down and seems to be waiting for their answer.

They were scared and kneeled. The thin tremor said, “Your Majesty, the little ones will change their tricks.” I’m sorry.

People were screeching, and I lamented that deceiving would not be an Inhuman, but an evildoing.

But the emperor is not upset, but he says, “Oh, then change.” I’m sorry.

The two men, as ordered, began to change in a tremors, and the performance, which was common on the streets, could be described as a mess, with only a few simple successes. It’s not their fault, but after all, you’re not as afraid as the emperor. Who knows how happy the Emperor is today?

The trick hasn’t changed yet. The two men have fallen on their knees.

The Emperor took tea from the young eunuch, and said, “It’s good that I have a puppet show to join in the coinball trick. Can you let the puppets learn to do the same?” I’m sorry.

The two of them had their heads and said they would do it.

“Well, the house.” The Emperor said.

People are appalled.

The Emperor himself measured them himself, and he was not upset with the liars, who were just charlatan, who were just throwing them out. It’s just that the rules of this house are somewhat inexplicable, and that the emperor is not pleased with some clearly capable heresy. A blacksmith, with a blunt blade in his left hand, was immediately sharp and fluttered. The blacksmith proposed that he could make a weapon for His Majesty’s generals by hand, and that he would have increased his military strength as a mud blade, and the Emperor’s world would be as stable as Tarzan.

But the Emperor said, “My world is as secure as Tarzan, and what more can we do?” I’m sorry.

The blacksmith is disheartened.

In the end, there’s only me and an old man left in this house.

The Emperor was tired, but asked, “What can the elderly do? I’m sorry.

The old man bowed, saying, “Aging is a curator, a curator, a cause and a consequence. I’m sorry.

“Oh, fortune teller. The fortune-tellers are all over the streets, but the Emperor is not upset, he is just reaching out to his left hand, “Then ask the elderly to count me.” I’m sorry.

The Emperor’s hands are as white as the hands of women.

This fortune-teller is just talking about the rich and the rich, or the mean, how to avoid. It’s the King of 9-5 on the other side. He’s a rich man.

At first glance, the almanac fell down on his knees and shivered in fear, much more than everyone before.

“What’s wrong with the old man?” Tell me about my fate! The Emperor laughs.

The skyscraper is like a bonkers.

“Your Majesty… small, little afraid to say. I’m sorry.

“Well, I forgive you for your sins. I’m sorry.

The skyscrapers are still afraid to say.

The emperor finally got a little angry and said, “No?” If you don’t, you can’t count! I’m sorry.

“Yes, it is, I see, that the Emperor is in the hands of hundreds of people who live and die, only…”

“The House! “The skyscraper’s words were not finished, and the emperor suddenly shouted out, and the skyscrapers, who were scared to the ground, were in a truffle.

The Emperor looked at me and said, “What is so powerful about this young man?” I’m sorry.

I held the lantern and bowed: “Your Majesty, I am the keeper of the fire.” I’m sorry.

The emperor seemed really tired, not face-to-face with me, just leaning on the chair and saying to me, “Are you a firekeeper?” I heard that the fire that the fireman raised didn’t hurt anyone but evil. I’m sorry.

“This is the matter, Your Majesty. I’m sorry.

The Emperor waved, and a young eunuch came and said to me with a child’s voice: “Lord, please. I’m sorry.

I hesitated for a moment and raised the lantern. The young eunuch reached out a finger to the blue flame, and I thought he had only tried a little, and I didn’t think he would just leave it, and the young eunuch didn’t hum his teeth, but he fell down with the soybeans.

“Your Majesty…” I can’t stand it.

“Well, come back, little Hyunko. “The Emperor finally made a sound, and the little eunuch of the Genko kneels before him and extends his hand to him.

“Yes! It’s a fireman! I’ve heard of the fire-bearer, and that is enough for him. “The Emperor stands up and stretches out his laziness and goes back to the palace. I’m sorry.

“The Emperor!” when I bowed before the Emperor, there was no one but the Emperor.

“What else?” Emperor Road.

“The Emperor is aware that the drought in the states of Du, Zhi and Hsui has caused the two states to collapse. I’m sorry.

How dare you! “The old eunuchs have the gruesome, the loudest, the loudest, “You dare to make a fool of yourself…”

The Emperor raised his hand a little bit, and the old eunuch squeaked immediately.

“You came to the Inhumans’ Hall, that’s why? I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

“Yes! Kobayashi. I’m sorry.

“Slave.” I’m sorry.

“Tomorrow morning morning, take him up, I want him to talk to the Minister. I’m sorry.

“Your Majesty, this…”

The Emperor looked at me and said, “You just called yourself a servant. You have a reputation? What’s your name?”

“Yes, my name is Lu Naga Night… ..is a talent.” I’m sorry.

Emperor Haha laughs, “Isn’t that good? Su-ji is my son, why can’t we go to the early dawn? I’m sorry.

The old eunuch immediately bowed to his head and said, “Serve is over, slave is over.” I’m sorry.

VII

When I’m finished with my stammers, there’s already a scene in the temple.

That’s bullshit! That’s bullshit! The Ministry of Labour has a red face, and he’s bowing to the Emperor, “and asks the Emperor not to listen to the nonsense of this unknown boy.” I’m sorry.

I’ve been accused of being the Emperor for the most part. The emperor said nothing but watch one official after another.

Another high-ranking official bowed before the Emperor: “The Emperor, who has no court of law, is holding the lantern in his arms. And drive him out of the house of the house of the Qur’an, and be upright. I’m sorry.

Wang Sang-sook, this is the fireman. “The emperor who was silent for one morning finally made a sound, and the kosher’s book seemed to be stunned, and he did not expect the emperor who finally opened his mouth to say that it was just that.

“The Emperor wishes to recruit the Gentiles, and we do not say much as a subject. It’s just that this kind of civilian has no right to go to Tai Chi House…”

The emperor’s voice was funny: “He is a man of honor and talent. I’m sorry.

Wang Sang-sook was wrong again, and then he said, “Even if he has a reputation, he can’t hold it.”

“He is a firekeeper, whose lantern is a symbol of identity. Is there anything wrong with this, like your garments, that the firekeepers are facing and holding the lanterns? I’m sorry.

I hold the lantern. The emperor specifically asked for it.

Wang Sang-suk was completely choked.

The Emperor smiled and said, “Well, ladies and gentlemen, let’s get to the point. I’m sorry.

“You bastards! “The Emperor stood up in a dragon chair and suddenly yelled. You’ve all come out of the ranks of ministers.

“The four states are dry, the two states are broken, and the other states are non-popular. How do you report every day? Singing and dancing? Kang Sang-suk, isn’t this your place? I’m sorry.

The Ministry of Labour had fallen on its knees and was afraid to respond.

“And Suh Sang, what did you say the other day? The Emperor’s silence.

A white-bearded old officer kneels down in tremors and shouts, “I am guilty.” I’m sorry.

“And you, my lords, speak! “The Emperor’s anger has gradually shrunk, except for the thunder in his words.

A once high-ranking official fell on his knees and cried “guilty.”

“The Emperor, what do you say?” The Emperor sits in the dragon chair and asks.

“Your Majesty, I believe that the penalty is not now. “One of the first members of the group came forward and bowed. This man, who is a noble man with a strong voice, is only 40 years old, and is now a very young man.

And the emperor took hold of the people: “And I will not punish you for what I said to you, as the angels said. Go to the good, and to the good, and to the good. I’m sorry.

At this moment, I am so excited to step back to the last of my people, to be on my knees and unsettlingly, that everyone says that the puppet emperor is ridiculous, but how is that ridiculous? It must have been these traitors who lied to each other and held back their loyalty.

These sinners fear only the following year will be a year of war, of fear, of timid and dedicated efforts to provide for disaster and to govern, and will surely not have a faint spot for their lives.

The Emperor left me behind.

“Are you satisfied with this? “The Emperor plays with a puppet and asks:

“The Emperor! “I sing the praises, the light of my eyes is upon this royal library, the books of which are rare, and there are puppet puppets of all kinds, unlike the royal library, which is the back of a puppet circus.

The Emperor took another puppet, which was a majestic woman with a ceremonial lamp.

“I love this firer. This palace spends a lot of money on renovations every year because of water. It’s all the money from the bank. It’s the people’s sweat! The fire of Ei-mei does not burn anything but evil. It would be nice if we could study it and use it for lighting in the palace. The Emperor said, “I have heeded the will of my daughter, and I look forward to her. I’m sorry.

Before I spoke, the Emperor waved for me to leave.

I came back to the Inhumans’ Hall, and I was naturally welcomed by the Gentlemen of the Inhumans, who were curious to ask the West, and I didn’t know what to say.

At that point, an old man, acting like a madman, ripped off the crowd and grabbed my left arm and asked, “Does the Emperor, the Emperor, the Emperor and these ministers look different?” I’m sorry.

It’s the skyscraper. He’s got a cape, his eyes are dim, like he’s been up for a few nights. The mouth, neck, and body were covered in ink, like a tumbled turbo.

I shook my head and said the emperor was a rare and wise emperor.

“No! No! No, no, no, I don’t mean this, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

My left hand is still holding a lamp, and I was busy picking it up with my right hand, and my left hand’s heart, as if it were an evil thing, was squealing, and then he jumped and pointed at me.

“You! You! You! You! “The skyscraper, Haha, laughter, ran away and stayed to see me with his hands on my face.

“The old man, is he crazy?” Someone’s saying something. People who don’t know what to say have lost interest in me and split up.

The guards, maids and servants of the Inhumans began to come to me, either they themselves were ill or their families were sick. Such as the guard of the gate, who was healed by me and reverent upon me. His mother also suffered from the sound of her ears, which was even more severe, making it difficult for her to sleep every night, to be in a state of discomfort. And when he came to me immediately after our meeting, it was only natural for me, as a keeper of the fire, that I could not slacken, and that the car was ripe for her, except that the old man was old and possessed of evil and old sickness and could not recover. This failure of life can only be mitigated by a candlemaker.

I thought of the candle core, and it came out of God.

VIII

From time to time, the emperor will summon Inhumans from the Gentleman’s Hall, like the brothers in the trickery, like the astronomer. The charade brother succeeded in setting up the puppet trick, enjoying the pleasure of being immediately granted the house, the money, the power, and how many envied at once. He was also recruited to the rank of Lord Chin Tin, and his identity changed dramatically.

I have only frowned on these matters, and most recently, under the city decree, counties have been provided with food and relief. There’s no need to be too hard on the emperor in the Inhumans.

I’ve been looking for candle cores since I was living in this time, but this city is so big, because I’m more and more aware of the identity of the person who raised the fire, and more and more of the people who came to me to clean the fire, and I have less time. In the end, I’m just thinking about the girl who smiled and called me uncle.

The city is large, numerous and numerous in nature, settled here, and the firekeepers are busy enough for a lifetime.

It is only a matter of time that there are fewer and fewer decrees out of the court, and those officials, who should have been afraid, are beginning to get drunk again. I couldn’t believe my ears when news came from the Emperor’s feast. And when this similar message came, I felt nothing but blood from my throat, and the flames of the light in my hands were shaking with my heavy breath. It’s just that this time I’ll never see the Emperor again.

At night, I came back for someone else to clean the fire, and I was just groaning with the lanterns. The family who heard the fire said that there had recently been many more outsiders who had fled to the capital, and that there were relatives in the city who could take care of them, and those who had nowhere to go turned into refugees, even worse than before.

Half the embankments were repaired, and the inspector from the capital suddenly returned to the capital and the work was done. The people who do not know think that they will be able to live in peace and ease, and this is a thousand miles of dead.

The disaster victims who had gathered in the county capital for relief had first arrived with full relief food and distributed full seeds, and the day after the authorities said that there was no food in the warehouse and that the seeds had been evacuated overnight. It was no longer possible for the people who had gathered to leave and find another way, and the millions of refugees who remained near the city could at any time cause a riot, when it would be a bloody sea of corpses.

In those well-treed counties, the ex-warriated skirmishes had suddenly re-emerged and the family had to leave the house to cut trees. The rebellion in the court has provoked a great deal of anger, and at this moment it is all one and the same state.

Those decrees were a good start, and who knows how to get rid of them and make them worse? Those who came from the capital were forced to return to their homes, regardless of the people’s cries and demands.

There is no reason to be weary upon my heart, and We have no power to lean on a tree by the Greenstone road.

How can these meat-eaters not even be able to do a little of what they did? I’m sure the Emperor of the Queen’s feast has been betrayed again…

Emperor, these traitors won’t take power, will they?

Thinking about it, I’m sweating cold and breathing heavy. Otherwise, the Emperor will not entertain the sinners who have deserted! This is a moment of grace and a moment of consolation, but it is a feast in the face of the Emperor, who is angry at his people.

And We carried the palms of the trees with them, and they drew forth their delicate tears, and the fire in their hearts. I should do something for this world, not for the dynasty of all generations, not for the suffering people, but for this holy king.

“Uncle Lou, is the Emperor having fun? I’m sorry.

Suddenly, the voice that has been haunting me is ringing, and my infinite indignation, my impotent pain and my determination to die for a king, has suddenly become an infinite tenderness.

I was surprised to turn around, and the blue lights lit up the beauty in front of me. She’s dressed like a girl. It’s just that cute voice, that awful name, or did I just smile?

“Not funny. I’m serious, I can’t say anything nice, but I’m even more clumsy.

The candle core didn’t expect me to answer it seriously, laughing and saying, “What if it was fun? This capital is more interesting than the Inhumans’ Hall. My question is, do you have any new ideas? I’m sorry.

I remember when the candle kernel was deliberately chewing on the tongue to say “new” and said, “The emperor, naturally, is as good as I thought, but these ministers did give me new ideas.” They’re the worst people I’ve ever seen in my life. I don’t think they need my light. If I put the light up a little closer, they can burn themselves! I’m sorry.

“You really hate these ministers, or else you won’t suddenly get funny. # And the candle # I’m sorry.

This is … I am convinced that the burning of these ministers must have been instantaneous, but it is only reasonable that these high-ranking ministers have been sentenced to death after being interrogated by the Department.

“It’s not appropriate for a high-ranking national to die suddenly…”

“What’s wrong with this?” What’s wrong with the fact that you dirty your fire, but also for the people? Just try it, Uncle Lu. “The candle core calls my name as tempting as a beautiful snake.

I shake my head.

“No, no, no, no. I’m sorry.

“Then let’s make a bet! I bet you can’t burn these sinners. If you can burn one, Miss Benn can save you. “The candle core gnawed her teeth, and she took out the little fake candle, as if she had the ability to save people.

I hesitated to say, “How can I burn down the land of these great rulers, who are heavily guarded?” I’m sorry.

The candle laughter said: “Recently, these ministers have left their posts and returned to the capital. I’m sorry.

I hid with candle cores in the shadow of a luxurious mansion, waiting for its owners to return. When the master returns to his house, he must change his carriage to a sedan.

I thought I’d do it with 120,000 cents of spirit and control. I can’t really hurt this guy. As long as they are received in a timely manner, the official must have thought he was suffering from pain and a few days of bitter medicine.

It’s just that the place where I and the candle cores hide is so small, a teaman, I’m going to walk 12 times back.

“Come on. “The candle cores down the sound and down the throat.

Looking at the far-off carriage, I couldn’t help but get angry. This dog’s really back. He was supposed to be back in the fall! The carriage stopped, and a man in his 40s, fat, came down. The guards surrounded him and waited for him to enter the house.

I set fire to it, and I was staring at him. The fire went out as soon as he ” Ouch” came out.

No response. The candle core grunted like it was expected.

I was so shocked, I played a few more times that the incineration industry didn’t work at all.

It’s a big joke! Is the fat worm a real Buddha?

On the side door of the compound, the squeaky sound of the palanquin became remote.

“Tomorrow, in the morning, you’ll see. “The candle core is in my hand.

“It’s a fragrance, and the smeller can see through several layers of barriers for a while, and can reach hundreds of metres. This is a drug made of evil vision, which is added to your fire. I’m sorry.

How can evil be drugged? I’ve never heard of a fire!

The candle cores say that the firekeepers, after all, walk the earth, and there is no dispute. And the candle-maker was a master of power and knowledge. The world is not only dealing with the firemen, but also with the pharmacists, the hot and jade craftsmen, the flower breeders and the evil servants. That’s what evil pharmacists do for others.

“Tomorrow, go to the palace and look at the people, and light it with your fire, and look at the temple through this burning fire. The puppet emperor, indeed, is the puppet emperor. I’m sorry.

Nine.

And it lit it, and there was no smell of the smoke, a phenomenon that was characteristic of the devil when he was purified. I lifted up my scent to the place where I met the emperor and witnessed his anger and anger.

Through the blue smoke I shined on my morning bones, and I felt cold, and in my hands the dark blue flames were like burning ice and fog. I thought the royals were involved in the emperor’s affairs, but I saw…

Innumerable threads are drawn out of the Emperor’s hand, one of the roots is attached to the people. The ministers are puppets with human skins. They are the center of the puppets, and a red-blooded candle is burning, spreading life, so that those close to them will not recognize the real life and death of the “humans”.

There is only the Emperor, who is alive. He brings together a full court, speaks to himself in his voice, laughs at the words “I love you” and drinks with anger, and says, “My Lord, I will die.”

The emperor, who loved the puppets, turned this house into a puppet show with only him. He was both a play, an audience, and a high emperor!

I suddenly remembered the mad skyscraper, who had seen the Emperor’s hand. Then he went mad after that, and was brought into the palace as a prisoner of the heaven, and was not heard in the envy of mankind.

I suddenly think of counties that were cut off. Their children’s slaughter was nothing but the ruins of their temples.

I suddenly remembered the evacuees. The puppet plays the same scene, the puppet teacher gets tired, the audience gets tired, the tired emperor recalls the puppet and begins the new scene.

I thought of the holy day, just vomiting. It’s a good show. It’s ugly, it’s bad, it’s bad, it’s bad. And me, too.

I was staring at the red red red candles inside the puppets, and I just thought it was spinning.

I finally managed to escape like a dog and fell on my knees and threw up all over the road. I only find every breath of the emperor disgusting, every wind blowing from the palace — every place full of industry and sin.

And a little hand smote my back, and appeased me without scorn. She’s got a slight scent that calms me down.

“Help me.” The candle core says.

“Good. I answered.

“Come with me, I’ll tell you everything. Candle core says.

“Good. I answered.

I followed the candle core to a luxurious house, where the name of Washington, the Emperor’s pen, appeared on the door.

Washington, D.C. It was only after the Emperor had suddenly restored his rank and became the leader.

Instead of walking through the front door, we sneaked into the Divine House with the candle cores from where the servants lived in the back, and the old man who opened the candle cores knew the candle cores and called her a lady.

The candle cores took me around this huge house, avoiding the attendants who were travelling, and ended up in a fine room. The room is sitting on another “camber core” just like everybody else.

And the candle croaks on the shoulder of the embroidered clarinet, and smiles at him and says, “What do you think? I’m sorry.

Two candle cores, one still smiling, one sitting with the embroidery on its side, gave me an eyeful.

She said that her hand was swirling and that the “clark” of the embroidered flower had been made a wonderful skin in her hand.

“It’s a puppet of the puppets, called Skin. That’s what I used to hide from the whole city this year. “The candle core says it’s a wrapping of skin.

“My real name is Hana Lantern. The candle core is my little name. You’d better keep calling me candlechip. I’m from Washington. The candle core said that the tone suddenly became a question, and I couldn’t help but laugh at the question.

“You don’t know yourself? I said:

And the candle pelted with smiles, and some of the sorrows said: “But my father, when he was a minister, you saw him.” I’m sorry.

“…sorry. I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t matter. I already cried. The candle core took away the sad expression and said, “Go inside, soundproof inside.” I’ll tell you all about it with you. I’m sorry.

The inner room is the room of Miss Candle Cricket, but it’s the same as that of Miss Chu. Even though they’re one fire and one water, they need the same image out there!

The candle core sat on her bed without incident and invited me to sit. I was so scared, I pulled a chair and sat down facing the candle core.

The candle core saw my embarrassment and laughed straight in the bed: “I’m not a lady, so there’s nothing to hide — the embroidery of the shadows, which I never learned.” I’m sorry.

“Yes, I’m not a big lady. The candlemaker has always been attached only to the nobles, but never to himself. The cursed candle-makers were all the more troubled in their journey, and all those who wanted to turn the course or trade had failed and then had to be candle-backers. I’m sorry.

“As for my father, the situation has not changed. It is only my father who is not willing, for himself and his descendants, that he will never submit to the punishment of the heavens except in scorn, and awaits that which is far away. He did not want to spend his whole life in poverty, so he came to the capital, seeking to return to the path of the powerful. I’m sorry.

“And when the Emperor became obsessed with the puppets, my father found a puppet teacher who taught the puppets of the Emperor, and developed and improved them with him, and wanted to give the emperor his skill and glory at the Inhumans’ Hall. I’m sorry.

“But their end result is what you see terrible things. I’m sorry.

“Puppets made from the skin of living things and from wood of good quality, and lit a candle in their mouths, and the puppets were no different from the living. My father and the puppet teacher only experimented with animals, and never thought of living people as such. It’s just a puppet. It’s a puppet. It’s a taboo to avoid. I’m sorry.

“It is the Emperor himself who touches this taboo and is capable of touching it. First, he tried the death sentence as a puppet, and when the death sentence was not enough for him, he tried with the eunuch, the maid and the princess. The Emperor himself was also a genius of puppet tactics, and he refined them and eventually entangled the candles of the puppets with the threads of their own. In this way, he can manipulate the puppets of the living, with invisible lines, and play his own puppets. And the puppets can’t tell their wives, their children, their parents. The emperor is not only acting in the halls, but also in the homes of these people, and he is playing with the hearts of men, following the spirit of nature, being safe, and having changed his tempers, making the chicken dog uncomfortable. I’m sorry.

“My father was his accomplice, and the recompense of the fruits came to pass, and my mother died in sleep. And as the emperor step by step into the abyss, his sick father, who had forgotten the lessons of his ancestors, abandoned the teachings of his ancestors and even made my mother a candle of death. His early brother — that is, my uncle — is afraid he will not be enough because his candle is used too often. I’m sorry.

“The last Emperor’s hand was slowly extended to his subjects, who, at a private dinner, had a court of law, who had no doubt that the Emperor, who loved the puppets, wanted to make them themselves puppets. There are many emperors who have been used as puppets in old times, and the emperor has made his subjects as puppets. That is the first and the last. I’m sorry.

“The emperor has finally kept his promise. It’s just that he turned my father into a puppet — the candle of my mother’s life lit in his mouth. And then the Emperor made my father an official and dominated the court. I’m sorry.

“He has since been able to use the power of the candlemaker through my father’s puppets. I’m sorry.

“The puppet master knew he was making a big mistake, and he’s making a big mistake. He can’t face the dynasty of this, and he can’t stand it. I’m sorry.

“The Emperor thinks that no one knows about this and that the candlemaker has been cut off. Only he looked at the candle-setter with the mind of the puppet teacher, who was the master of technology, and the candle-slayer, like the fireman, was the continuation of blood. The puppet teacher who told me that I was not a girl, but I learned the knowledge and skill of the candlemaker when I was five years old, and the puppet teacher who studied puppets with my father liked me and taught me a lot. The skin is the gift he gave me. I’m sorry.

After the candle core, just look at me and don’t say a word. Without her smile, I can’t help it.

The curse of fate, the enemy of the father, the evil of evil, the play of mourning, the rule of stupor… That’s what she saw, and what she endured. I hold the handle with my left hand on the lamppost, and my right hand shivers.

The candle core called the puppet father to protect itself and to hide the truth until now. I can’t imagine how this little girl can laugh and play the joy of heaven with this horrible puppet.

“How can I help you?” I said, “The right hand didn’t reach out.”

The candle core says, “Close the palace.” I’m sorry.

Ten.

The Emperor fell trees extensively in the country in order to find wood suitable for puppets. These top-of-the-art wood items were taken by the Emperor as a treasure, and even the Quadrilaterals and the Quadrilaterals brought them all out of their fields. As the puppet emperor sleeps, the puppets can only maintain their tea-time activities by their customary instincts, so the emperor is in bed, and the palace women, the guards, the eunuchs and the princesses, who he manipulates, have to stop. The entire inner city of the palace was transformed into a dead city at night, with the exception of the forbidden army patrolling outside the palace. The invasion of the palace is a little simple.

But it is difficult to get through the palace itself, where the commanding officer is also the emperor’s puppet, who has always been breached, except for the enemy, which is an internal rebellion, which leaves no room for rebellion, and where the enemy is only a joke.

“So I haven’t spent all these years in vain. After all, the capital is the first city in the world, and all new treasures come from the emperor to the people. The candle cores are showing off on their own. She pulled a little burden from under the bed and pulled it out of me.

“I collect when I see it, whether it works or not. Dreams, this, you know, sleep a thousand days. “The candle core shakes the little vase in the hand.”

“Strike Jade, this is the work of a warm jade. Not yet it can’t unlock. It’s just that every time it’s used, there’s one more crack, and nobody knows when it’s gonna break in the lock. It’s a long-fingered green needle, like a leaf that rolls up after the rain.

“A grain of seed can decompose thousands of pounds of iron next year. It’s not afraid of fire. It’s a terrible defense. “The candle core is squeezing a seed like ruby, a red blood coagulated.

“This is a strange thing that has come out of nowhere. Put it on and hit a man with his fist, and the man will be thrown away so easily until something stops him, or he will go down in any struggle. The candle core was on, it was ugly and it was taken off.

“Finally, it’s a night coat. Wear it at night and the others won’t see you. This came from an evil servant. He said the candle core came near me and raised the night coat to cover her and me at the same time. It looks so thickly woven outside, looking from the inside, it just feels so thin, and it’s clearly visible outside.

“Hip-Hop, it’s okay. I’m smaller. I can cover two people. Uncle Lu, don’t get fat these days! The eyes of the candle core and my eyes are only half a foot away.

“It’s strangely hot. She said that she took the night coat and fanned the windway with her hand: “This can probably be used. As long as the palace’s interior is burned, the ministers’ parts remain unchanged, the emperor will soon be exposed. I’m sorry.

I nod my head, and then, just one rain night.

Two days later, Rain Night. A small package on the back of the candle core, and I was holding my night coat up high and not in the night.

It is also the only hard line to break, but only under the cover of a night coat, that the most difficult line to break can easily be broken.

The city of the palace is like a lantern of cold oil. A number of eunuchs and palace women fell on the ground in various positions, as the Emperor had not yet managed to return to their beds before sleeping. The emperor had focused only on the ministers who lived outside the palace, and he had lost his loving heart to the tedious early trials.

And We covered the night’s garments with little candle cores in front of me, and the candle cores helped me with my lamp, and the dark blue flame lit up a little space around it, without any light.

The raindrops fell on the raisins, the sound of the sound and the rain went down with the grass, and were drowned in the innumerable and tumultuous sound of rain in the city. There’s a quiet little room in the clothes, just me and the breath of the candle core. It’s our last quiet.

I followed the candle core step towards our goal.

Before coming to the vault, the candle core took out a locket from the package and opened the door to the vault. We’re going deep inside, with good wood fragrances all around the vault. The lights inside the storehouse were surrounded by fences and tanks, and I suddenly realized why the emperor was interested in the fire. If he is so careful about these wood, he will naturally want a fire that will not burn anything but light, and the fire of the man who raised the fire will be reused in his eyes.

And that’s all.

“This is good, right? I say we’ve gone deep into the vault, and this is a good place to set fire.

Say, I unzipped my night coat and handed it to the candle core and said, “Give me my fire and get out of here. I’ll wait till dawn. Out of the palace, you must run like hell. I’m sorry.

Turning around, stretching back with the left hand of the lamppost, and staring at me, “Do you want fire?” I’m sorry.

I nodded, and I didn’t know what kind of city the fire burned, whether it was a small county, a state city, or a giant emperor. That’s the last thing I can do.

Run! Run!

Run out of this city, which has become evil, and out of this city, which has been miscarried.

And burn a city’s evil deeds. We were reminded.

The candle core suffocated and then smiled and reached out to the little right hand, and raised his foot with his index finger to lighten my forehead.

Don’t forget, I’m also a candlemaker. I’m sorry.

“But, but it’s the only burning city that can burn this huge area of fire, and the candlemaker’s fire is only one man’s life and death. I’m sorry.

I muffled that there was a tumour in my heart.

“That’s why I came to ask for your help. “The right hand of the candle core holds my left hand and pulls me in.

“Where we’re going to destroy, not here. I’m sorry.

There’s a big gate inside the vault.

The candle core said that it had been used in the palace’s landing door, but not the special key, which could not be opened, even if it had to be made in three or four locks.

She said that she took out a candle that had always been precious and buried it under an iron door with a seed like ruby. Countless little doves have sprung out of the ground, eating little by little the iron doors. But for a moment, this desperate iron door was wiped out.

The candle kernel held my hand still, and she said, “Let’s go. I’m sorry.

We’re in there, and it’s a weird scent. The candle core held my hand tight and I felt her fear and fright.

But she went in with determination, and I held her hand and followed her with determination.

Behind the heavy gates is a natural, continuous tunnel, where the stone walls of the dark tunnel shine light and light up. The tunnel runs straight to a natural stone hall, a lake in the middle of a huge stone hall that cannot be seen.

I’m creepy, I just feel cold. It’s not water, it’s human wax, it’s a fake candle! How many lives will it take to make a candle of life, a candle of one man and a candle of one man?

“This is… this is outrageous! Just a hundred puppets. Does he need so many people’s candles? I’m sorry.

I drink with anger, but I feel that this Emperor sits on his throne for one more day in an endless blasphemous manner! This is no longer the realm of a tyrant or a fainter. It has fallen into the realm of evil and has become a demon of evil.

The candle core bites its teeth and says, “If it were just living people, it would be a lot more than his ridiculous emperor. If it’s just a trick, it’s more than his fallen emperor. But he wanted to continue a nation’s life with a candle of his own. The Song Dynasty is a drain on the nation’s life, and if the Emperor in office is committed or able to continue for generations to come, it will be an opportunity for change once the Emperor is unconscious. But the puppet emperor, instead of himself, wanted to continue his country with millions of lives. Here are the candles of the death of 100,000 soldiers, who are waiting for their return, but will wait forever. I’m sorry.

“The dragon is dry, the national transport is shifting. This is the dragon’s amount, and it’s the only place where so many candles and candles can be sown and where 100,000 people can cry. I’m sorry.

“The candlemaker is condemned to change the life of only one man, and if a country uses this law to change its number, it is feared that the people of a country will suffer. I’m just a little girl, a little candlemaker, but I don’t want my father to bring disaster to the whole country. That’s why I’ve worked so hard over the years to stop him and to change the fate of the candlemaker. At the very least, at least the next candlemaker will stop suffering the consequences of fate and will no longer suffer the misfortunes of his ancestors. I’m sorry.

The candle core unplugged my hand and lifted my lantern to the lake. The water of the lake is as thick as hot wax, but as clear as water. The balm of the lake is a blue flame, as the night sky carrying a single star.

The candle core turned towards me and said to me, “Help me.” I’m sorry.

“What should I do?”

Burn me with your fire. The candle core says:

I seem to have seen the lake spill.

Eleven.

The candle core again showed that smile, and this time it hurt so much.

The candle cores said that the firekeepers had three kinds of skills, as well as three types of insomnia.

Fire, you can light the real flame with your own or someone else’s candle.

The burning of the eyes, the candle-maker, who has no power over evil, can see evil through the flame of a false candle, and protect himself from evil.

For candles, this is an end to the like of the burning of the fire-bearer. It is only the burning of the fire of the stone, and the burning of the candles of the world.

And the fireman became two extreme candle-makers, not expecting another extreme at the end of the academic year.

The candles were born unburned, but if they were set on fire, they could be used as their own candles, which could be burned to the world with all the aliens around them. The candlemaker lit the fire, as did the man who raised the fire. It is a pity that the former candle-makers were desperate for their lives and that none of them would ever have used it.

“It’s a good place. It’s a puppet of dead wood, and it’s a dead man, and it’s a lake of man-made wax, and the candle core becomes a real candle, and it can burn it all to ashes. I’m sorry.

The candle core said to me, step back, one foot into the lake.

No, no, no.

“I’m just too weak to burn half the lake. But with the help of a burning town with a fireman, like the fathers of the day, it would have swept over the whole city, half of the city. I’m sorry.

The candle core took two things out of a small package, one with a small porcelain bottle with a thousand dreams and the other with a little fragrance that she had been carrying.

Don’t…

“There’s too many waxes here, and I’m afraid it’ll take eight years to dry up, and then I’ll be ash and ash. It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t burn, but it’s still a fire. I’m afraid of pain. I can only use these three. Don’t laugh at me. Three thousand days from now I will be in a dream as ashes and asunder, without knowledge or pain, and will be able to remove these evil deeds and grievances. I’m sorry.

And the candle’s cadavers put down three fangs of a thousand dreams, and stretched out their hands to their heads, and said, “So long as you contain your fire and cause it to burn, then you will stretch it into my mouth, and light me,” Uncle Lou, you’ll take advantage of it once. I’m sorry.

Says, the candle core closes its eyes and poachs.

“Don’t…” I choked, and the night coat slipped out of my hand. And I thought that the candles were entangled in me by the fire of the fire-bearer, and with a small loss, I was reminded of the burning of the city. If only she could be saved by the cursed candlemaker.

But I cannot afford it.

The candle croaks its feet and struts in the slimy lake water. She whispered, “You’re not happy to take advantage of it, are you? I’m sorry.

I slowly approached her and picked up the lantern from her hand.

“Is there no other way? I asked.

Candle core shakes head.

“I heard there was a fireman in that direction, and I was wondering what kind of old man would help me. I didn’t think I’d run into you on the way. Now that you’re here, you have to do it. Aren’t you going to save the world?”

I want to save you too…

But…

And We took out the bone of the finger in the lantern, and it contained the entrance. The dark blue flames that suddenly engulfed me, each of them burning my soul and my body, but…

I kissed the candle core. The candle core swung its feet around my neck and hid the perfume behind my coat. The blue flame fell into the mouth of the clarinet, lit the candle core, which had never been burned, turned into the clarinet, and ignited the entire lake, as if the oil lamp that fell on the ground spread.

She pushed me with her hands with the jade rings, and my body flew back and forth, and left the lake, even if I kept it, and fell upon the stone walls of the stone hall.

Run, run, run. Run out of this royal city, which will be restored. “The candle core slowly retreats back to the heart of the lake, and the dark blue flames are increasing.

She’s got eyes on me, laughing at me. At last, the dream began, and she slowly closed her eyes with that smile, floating half on the lake, burning with the lake.

I watched the candle core that had fallen asleep and wrapped in a dark blue flame.

The sound came out of the tunnel and the Emperor finally found out.

I was woken by noises and my mouth was mumbling “eight years.”

I picked up the nightgown on the floor, and I just put it on, and a group of people came to this stone hall with the emperor.

The emperor watched the flame scream and tried to rush into the lake but found himself in a state of inaccessibility. He shouted at the puppets, who, as soon as they approached the flames, would burn and turn into ashes. These puppets, which are clearly evil, are not tolerated at all.

The Emperor shouted to the guard’s puppet, “This blue fire must be the firekeeper!” Get him! Go! Kill him! Kill him! I’m sorry.

He was a puppet, and he was shouting underground. I only find it disgusting that the emperor who enters too deep is no longer a king.

“Someone, order me to dig the country and find another line! If I don’t like it, I’m going to be a wise man. * He shouted *

I can only feel cold, the fucking emperor, who is still in the throne, and his orders above the tens of thousands will still keep the people alive.

My eyes are getting cold and I’m dying to watch the emperor.

At last, the candlehead, “for candles”, burst with the fire of the fireman, and the flames swept over the palace and the palace of high-ranking officials nearby, and most of the emperor’s puppets were burned to coke. Unfortunately, the emperor found out too early and some were moved out of the country.

I escaped from the palace, but the city is full of wanted troops. The gates have also been sealed, and I will not escape from the city, even with night coats. I’ve lost the fire of the fireman, and now I’m just an ordinary man, and the only thing I can do without a chicken is a night coat. But this night coat is only useful at night, and during the day I must do everything I can to escape.

I’m tired, I’m bruised, I’m tired, and I’m afraid I’ll be out of control in two or three days. For my own sake, I’m afraid I have given up now… It’s just, eight years, I still have eight years of hope to hold me back.

“The man of grace? The sound of something familiar came, and I was like the bird of the bow, and I looked at it with a knife.

“It’s truly a blessing! * And I’m trying to keep my eyes on people *

And there was before him a man who had been guarding the house of the Inhumans, and after that We removed evil from his mother. He’s been calling me a favor ever since. He’s been looking for me on the pretext of searching since the emperor ordered the city to be full of thieves.

To remove evil is nothing but to raise hands, and he has kept it in mind and has taken such great risks to save me. I can’t say thank you.

And he took hold of me, and said: “Wei for a long time have sought help. The situation is critical. Please follow Wei. I’m sorry.

He took me into his house and hid me in a well-cleaned cellar and gave me a few days of rest. When I recovered my strength, he used his wealth to bribe the men who were guarding the gates, and covered my way across the city.

And when he was out of the city, Wei said, “Where are you going? I will take you.” I’m sorry.

I only say one state, but I don’t thank you. Just keep that in mind.

There is no need to talk about the difficult and dangerous journey, but I see the world, with a fire.

It’s a familiar state town, and it looks like the state ranger is doing well.

I went straight into town and headed straight for the state ranch.

I was received by Chu Qiang in the presence of a group of guards, and he said, “Why is it so sad that Lou left a few months ago? I’m sorry.

I kneel down on my knees: “Please raise your men up.” I’m sorry.

The guards around said that the knife had been drawn immediately, and the Zhu Zhou pastor raised his hand to stop it.

He looked at me for a moment and said, “What does this mean? I’m sorry.

A few months ago, the adults refused to provide for the victims, because they were saving their food, right? I said, “Look calmly to Chu Qi, “Is there a gathering behind us to feed the victims?” It is time for the army to be launched, as adults have come to the fore. I’m sorry.

“What? “What’s the matter? I’m sorry.

“That’s exactly what I did.” I said.

Maki returned to the chair with his hands on his head for a long time.

He stood up, he raised my hand, and asked me to come up and ask, “What do you want?” I’m sorry.

We said, “Be only a pawn of the horse and a saddled horse, and fight with death.” He only asks His Lord, when He is the Lord of the heavens and earth, to answer the following request. I’m sorry.

“What are the demands?” I’m sorry.

“The new Dynasty is to be denigrated as a puppet, an evil pharmacist, a flower grower, a warm mason, a candlemaker, and a firekeeper. I’m sorry.

And Chu’s eyes were emptied of my bare hand, saying, “I promise you.” I’m sorry.

XII

The city before me was turned into a fire, and the fire behind me continued to be fired into the city. The squalls rise with the smell of charisma, and a man is before Us as if he had been evil and had been burned with fire. Only now, the true evil is me. Eight years ago, I was a general in Chuzhou, and since then I have begun to fight.

I laid down the town of my home town and set fire to the county that did not wish to surrender. The father of the firekeeper, who is still in that little circle, does not want to see me again, nor does the mother who so longed for my return cry and do not wish to approach. I said nothing but worshiped them three times and then marched on horses. The fireman has lost fire, and the nature of it, which was sharpened by it, has faded, and I have not learned the selflessness and inclusivity of it, but has exploited its strength and its destruction in the rebellion.

And We destroyed a city of rivers. And the oil which We have produced is pouring into the city on the surface of the river, burning for three days, day and night. When the city broke down, it was filled with cooked and choked bodies, except for refugees who were dying in the centre of the city. The princess who has always looked after me won’t see me again. I just bowed three times in front of the princess and turned away. The fireman has lost fire, and its adornment has gradually burned. I have not learned the devotion and indignity of the fire, but it is in war that its greed and its calves are gruesomely exploited.

I burned dozens of infractions in the streets. It was called a deterrent to the old soldiers who had brought down the army and to the old generals who had wronged them. In order to appease the frightened three soldiers, Taizu had to cut me down. Since then, however, no one has dared to disobey military discipline or obey orders. All of my people are afraid and afraid, as the weak beasts of the wilderness see the fire. The fireman loses fire, and his soul, which was warmed by it, gets restless, and We have not learned the warmth and brightness of fire, but has used it with its violence and its deterrents as it should be.

Eight years ago, from his family’s account to the present General of the Yan Dynasty, the road was paved with the bones of countless people burned. There is no shortage of kings of the Song Dynasty, loyal and brave, innocent people and equally innocent soldiers.

How could I not be one of those bones?

It’s just that I, I’m aware.

Stay with An City and lead to the last gate of the city and take it down until the city is free.

The moat has dried up, and there is ash in the vicinity and a burning body. I am already at peace in the face of such a purgatory. The candle cores are only the first chance to burn down the Song dynasty, and they can actually bury it, or we, the generals of the Yan dynasty.

All the sacrifices, I’ve known.

“General, the city’s soldiers have laid down the city. @Ambassah: #Jan25 #egypt

I nodded and said, “The former team entered the city to extinguish the fire, appease and suppress, while the rest of the camp was set up in place, and officials within it who did not wish to descend were taken to my account.” Bury the city, what is it called, any family? Be kind. I’m sorry.

“General, the town guard appears to be Faye, and his mother and son are said to have died in the fire. I’m sorry.

I’m frowning.

Coincidence?

Coincidence.

And all those who refused to descend were put in my account, scolded, silent and groaning. But I don’t give a shit about it, just one of them.

Many years of military life have made me no longer the weak firekeeper, eight years of bitter fighting have made me more than 30 years old, years of grinding and baptism have made me stand there with a sense of authority and strength, and no one is afraid of my name as the burning general. Even the great-grandfather of the Yan dynasty advised me not to be too angry.

And I passed, and I let the scoffing of the scolded old man and his obscuranties tremble and groan in silence. Only this one is not afraid.

Military officials from the capital.

“How are the people in the lake?” I said.

“You thief, I trusted you so much, I even tried to break you into the court. I didn’t think you’d pay your respects and destroy my temple. You traitor, you thief…”

The official shouted at him, but the voice was the voice of the emperor who was far from the capital. Those who don’t want to drop are in shock.

We said to ourselves softly: “She is bad, and you are anxious to tell me that she is good.” I’m relieved. I’m sorry.

The warden is still scolding, and I drew my sword and waved it in two pieces.

“Look at what’s in the courtyard, and you decide not to surrender. “I’m walking out of the tent.”

It’s only three or four steps from the camp, and there’s a sound of kneeling. “Call down!”

Another dispatcher.

“General Wei has broken down the city and marched from the north to the capital, and invited the general to hunt demons. I’m sorry.

And I waved, and said, “All the credit is given to him, and I just have to go first.” I’m sorry.

It was easy for the city to attack, and General Wei’s in-house. The city was immediately laid down.

I needn’t use fire to hit the city, and countless cities have been burned to ruin.

The man who raised the fire ended up burning the city.

All along the way, only sporadic pedagogues were still fighting in the alleys, except for the puppets of the puppet division, who could not stop the army.

I did not go to the capital to see the last of the last Emperors, but then I heard that he had burned himself in the house of Taiming. I hear and laugh, and I think this is the best of the burning generations.

The mad old man who saved a scrawny old man from the dark room of Chin Tin, who saw me and pointed at me and laughed, “It’s you, it’s you! He’s the one who plays, you’re the one who burns. I’m sorry.

I waved, told the good people to take care of the elderly and went to the vault alone.

It appears that there was a heavy presence here, and at this point there was no one left behind. I slowly stepped on my feet and took a breath, saying, “Now is the time. “Eight years ago, I was only a moment apart. I took off my armor and threw it away. It was eight years ago. I took out my fragrance and held it in my left hand.

The left hand with the lamp.

I walked into the vault, into the vault, into the long tunnel behind the rusted iron door. It was also a mess, and it seemed that the Emperor had tried many ways to put out the fire, but unfortunately until he walked into the fire, he couldn’t touch the blue flame.

I slowly walked into the lake, into the broken riverbed. And I stretch out my hand and feel the burning of the fire of the man who raised the fire for so long. My fire, though not by my side, has never been extinguished over the years. It’s with people I’ve been worried about until after eight years.

My dark wounds are healing, my twilight is falling, my burn marks and my ugly trinkets are turning back to smooth skin. The fire of the fireman faithfully performed his duty and healed me. Burning still hurts, but seems to have brought me back eight years ago.

Return to the first day of the afternoon, and return to the night of separation.

Burning in my fire, sleeping with a girl.

The girl’s still smiling. She hasn’t changed in eight years.

I sat down with my legs on my chin and looked at her quietly.

Eight years ago, when I saw her face, I was shy and afraid to look at it again, it was like a close light, burning it.

One hundred thousand people’s candles, she’s the lantern at the end of the day.

Eight years have finally burned out in the dark.

The burning of the sleeping candle cores, which was gradually extinguished, was rendered void.

The only bone left of my fingerbone is still burning a weak flame, which seems to be going out at any moment.

I’m reaching out my right hand’s index finger, and I’m going to light it up. I thought of eight years ago when she raised her feet to my forehead and smiled.

“Incineration. I said:

To myself.

These eight years of dead bodies and seas have long since created my inexhaustible sin, and my heart’s pain has suddenly engulfed my heart, making me shivering, but it is only in this way that the fire will continue and the fire will keep on.

This fire, it’s not over yet.

“Renewed. I said:

If “fire” can be given to the candle maker, then the fire keeper’s “rekindling” must be given to the candle maker. It is only natural for me to bear the tragic fate caused by the resurgence, and I was aware.

Three flames were raised, and I gave candle cores to the firekeeper three times. A candle core with a fingerbone burned for eight years is already part of the flame. If it’s true, then…

The three flames are spinning, entwined, fueled by my sin. Finally, there was a sudden crack, and the plume of sparks lit up the entire stone hall.

The girl was crying, smiling, as she had seen eight years ago, as she had left eight years ago.

The candle core reached out and tried to touch my hair.

“Uncle Lou, you really are an uncle. I’m sorry.

I only found out that the fire of the firekeeper had repaired the wounds, but not the years. She was like eight years ago. I had white hair on my head, and I wore it.

And We turned back, and turned away from her hand.

I’m afraid she touched me, and I can tell from the reflection of her eyes what my candle looks like. It’s a cranial, dead meat, ash, and a candle made out of the lives of more people than here.

It’s not eight years ago.

I didn’t say anything but she understood. She moved forward, raised her feet and softened her finger on my forehead.

“I’ve been sleeping all these years, but I’ve seen everything in the sky through candles. I know what you’ve done. You’ve done worse than the puppet emperor. It’s not like that dumb-mouthed you. I’m sorry.

“But, you know, eight years ago we met with a bunch of good guys and refugees in their clothes who stopped our way to get food. They’re murderers, they’re murderers, they’re criminals. But on that day, they listened to us and came to the ruins of the hotel and dug up the gravy and wine to survive. There they took root, built houses, reclaimed agricultural land, fixed fences, caught firewood on the hills, fished in rivers, married women from neighbouring villages, had children and had daughters. It’s not just you, it’s them. Their candles are no different from normal people. I’m sorry.

“So don’t be sad, okay? The curse of the candle-bearer has been lifted, and if the fire-bearer is cursed by heaven, this time I will save you, and I will release you and redeem you. “The candle cores cry and laugh and say,

I’m holding a little candle core, and I can’t say anything. Except that We saw the fingerbone on the earth, which was extinguished, and there was little smoke.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.