On a July evening, a remnant glow reflected the western sky. A few lone jackdaws flew by impatiently, as if in a hurry to get home. The weather was a little less muggy than in the afternoon. A few gusts of fresh wind blew in, bringing a bit of coolness and taking away the annoying heat.

Luo Xiaohu stood in the aisle of the mighty palace gate with blazing eyes, holding a long halberd made of fine iron tightly in his hand, not affected by the wet sweat in his palm. Several Tsing Yi guards next to him were similar to him, and their backs had been soaked purple with sweat. The sweat on Luo Xiaohu's head slowly flowed down the hairline from the corners of his forehead and passed through the corners of his mouth, which was dry and salty.

A few months ago in the evening, 18-year-old Luo Xiaohu was still driving his big cattle home in a small rural village dozens of miles away from the capital. Sitting on the fence and his younger brother quickly finished eating the dinner made by Auntie, he began to take off his shirt and practice martial arts with Daddy.

I didn't know that Daddy, who looked like a simple farmer in the countryside, was the chief of the palace guard more than ten years ago. And since I was a child, I have been practicing since I was a child, and the boxing method that has always been regarded as a physical fitness is actually a well-known "wrong step boxing" on the rivers and lakes. Listening to the introduction of Daddy's brothers, I think that back then, before Daddy Luo Zhen entered the palace, he relied on this boxing method to break into a well-known name in the rivers and lakes, and the people in the martial arts all gave a thumbs up and praised him when they heard his name. Even now, there are older martial arts people who admire him a lot.

Luo Xiaohu has been practicing martial arts with Luo Zhen since he was a child, and he is afraid that he has practiced kung fu to the point that he has his father's six-layer skills. Even he didn't know that his kung fu could already impress many people in the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that such days ended with one thing. The village is surrounded by mountains, and a group of bandits came to the mountain at some point, robbing and harassing passers-by all day long, and even going down the mountain from time to time to burn and loot, endangering one party. Since the bandits are too cunning, the government can't do anything about it. At first, several killings were unsuccessful, but their own side suffered heavy casualties. Daddy is a person with a strong sense of justice, and he can't get used to this scene, so he said goodbye to Ah Niang and their brothers, and took a few strong sworn brothers in the village to sweep up the bandits.

After anxiously waiting at home for three days and three nights, several men who went with Luo Zhen came back covered in blood. Several strong men who usually bleed but did not shed tears carried a stretcher covered with a white cloth in their hands, and their faces were full of tears, mixed with the blood clots on their faces, which was extremely tragic.

It turned out that Xiaohu's father relied on his excellent kung fu to defeat two or three bandits within a few steps. Although the number of bandits is large, they can't withstand the repeated attacks of several warriors. After several hours of fierce fighting, a group of hundreds of bandits was wiped out into only a few people. In addition to Luo Zhen, the people who went with him also had a lot of colors on them. Blood stained the entire bandit den.

Just when Luo Zhen and the others were about to win, a man in black suddenly came. Taking advantage of the bandit leader's efforts to fight back, this man began to cast dark arrows at them from behind. Luo Zhen expected that this matter was not simple, and a violent fist immediately ended the life of the leader, and immediately turned his head to deal with the mysterious man in black. The two of them played hundreds of tricks regardless of whether they were up or down, and the internal force was outward, and the moves were going to kill each other. Luo Zhen's brothers were swept aside by the momentum of the two, unable to get close, so they could only wait anxiously on the side.

As if he had found it difficult to win with a head-on move, the man in black suddenly slapped his left hand, and a hidden weapon as fast as the wind immediately shot at one of them. When Luo Zhen saw it, he didn't care that he was still fighting, and the fist wind in his hand had already swept in the direction of the hidden weapon.

In this way, he fell for the tricks of the man in black. I saw that the man in black suddenly stepped in front of Luo Zhen, blocked his arms at the outer door, and slammed his elbow into his heart. This time, Luo Zhen immediately fell to the side heavily, and when he opened his mouth, there was a mouthful of bright red blood.

Luo Zhen barely straightened up and shouted loudly: "This person is here to hunt us down." Go away. Xiaohu and their mothers will entrust it to you. You leave the village as soon as possible, and take Xiaohu and them to Beijing to find 'Tie Zhao'. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he lunged forward and dealt with the man in black with his bare hands. When several of them saw this scene, they didn't want to leave. Several of them have used a peerless skill that they have not used for many years, even if they are not as good as the skills of the two of them, but they are not ordinary martial artists.

Luo Zhen was even more anxious when he saw that several of them were not going to help. Suddenly, he took advantage of the gap between the man in black to avoid the wind of several other people, and rushed forward desperately, wrapped his arms around the neck of the man in black, and buckled it fiercely. The man in black was in pain, and immediately slashed at Luo Zhen's throat with the short dart sword in his hand, and Luo Zhen's blood suddenly surged like a pillar. He gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength, and choked the neck of the man in black while his eyes turned black......

The rest of the people lifted the face scarf of the man in black and found that the man had long been disfigured, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and there was no sign on his body. Several people endured their intense grief, and used the bandit leader's big knife to viciously break the body of the man in black into thousands of pieces, and then burned down the bandits' den. Since then, the mountain has finally settled down.

Several resolute people carried Luo Zhen's body and slowly descended the mountain......

Then, Luo Xiaohu, accompanied by several uncles, came to the capital to seek refuge in his father's "Tie Zhao".

"Tie Zhao", whose real name is Zhao Jieyang, now runs the largest dart game in the capital - "Liewu" dart game. In his fifties, he looked as energetic as his early forties. His trick is the "fierce iron leg" that can be ranked on the rivers and lakes. His excellent kung fu enabled him to gain a firm foothold in the capital, the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

After the introduction of several uncles, Xiaohu knew that he and his father Luo Zhen were good buddies with knives in both sides. Back then, several of them were all red-clothed guards in the palace, and they were all righteous and awe-inspiring people. Later, due to various reasons, several sworn brothers left the palace together. "Tie Zhao" was originally a native of the capital, and the family was here, so he opened a dart game in the capital. The rest of them were all single people, so they found a secluded village and settled down, married and had children, and settled down with their destiny.

In the house of "Tie Zhao", several of their good brothers who had not seen each other for many years only talked about the old days, cried bitterly about Luo Zhen's unfortunate departure, and then secretly exchanged some words that Xiaohu did not understand. That night, "Tie Zhao" avoided Xiaohu's aunt and younger brother and talked to him. Xiaohu didn't fully understand, but he probably knew what Zhao Jieyang and the others meant.

Luo Zhen was hunted down by the enemy, and now the three of them are in a dangerous situation. After discussing with Zhao Jieyang and others, they decided to let Xiaohu enter the palace on an errand through some ways. Xiaohu's aunt and younger brother were escorted by several others to hide in a place that no one knew. In the end, Zhao Jieyang said with some sighs that perhaps the most dangerous place is the safest place.

In this way, Xiaohu came to the gorgeous and majestic palace of the Dayue Dynasty that he had never dreamed of.

It's been a month since Xiaohu came to the palace. Now he is just the lowest-level Tsing Yi guard, standing guard at the "Yaotai Gate" of the palace. This is an easy task, but it is also difficult to say. There is a post for every eight people, and it is rotated every two hours.

The time when Luo Xiaohu was standing was the hottest time in July, and every time he came down, it would always make people cry bitterly. It's just that Xiaohu thought of his father's death and knew that there was a mystery hidden in it. Several uncles let him enter the palace, and they had their own reasons and plans. I'm afraid these things are not simple. Therefore, Xiaohu gritted his teeth, thinking about his father's perseverance, and he didn't say anything about his great hardship.

"Yaotai Gate" is the back gate of the Dayue Palace, and it is a main road "Nanyun Road" that leads to the capital outside. The gate of the palace is located on the south side of the palace. The closest palace to this place is the "Liaoting Palace" of the prince of the current dynasty, but there is also a "Imperial Medical Hall" in the middle. Usually, there are not many officials who enter the palace from here, but there are often cooks in the imperial dining room who transport food into the palace, some imperial doctors and guards who leave the palace on leave, and some palace maids and eunuchs who take tokens to go out of the palace for their masters. At the end of the day, there are no less than dozens of people coming and going.

The entrance and exit checks of the palace were extremely strict, and each interrogation of people always took several sticks of incense (about five minutes per stick). This is an important errand, because if you are not careful, you may be separated from your head. There is no one who doesn't take it seriously. Therefore, it can be said that the palace of the Dayue Dynasty is the most solid place in the world, and there is no token to leave the palace and enter the palace, but I am afraid that even a fly will not be able to fly in.

It was evening at the moment, and Luo Xiaohu breathed a sigh of relief, because Shen Shi was almost here, and his errand was almost finished. Wait for the next change of guard, I have to take a good shower, this stinky sweat is really sticky.

Just as Xiaohu was slightly distracted, the palace door suddenly opened, and three long figures slowly walked out under the reflection of the remnant sun.

In a few steps, the three of them had already walked in front of them. Luo Xiaohu clenched the halberd with both hands and stretched it out, crossed with the halberd of a guard opposite, and stopped the three people he had never seen.

Luo Xiaohu looked at it intently, and saw that the three of them were two tall and one short. Two taller men, to be exact, are slowly following the shorter figure in the middle.

The figure in the middle is a little round, dressed in a light yellow fine satin long yarn, lined with a white silk undershirt with silver edges, with a jade-inlaid yellow belt around his waist, and a round bun on his head, only the tender topaz jinghe raised by the hollow at the end of the tail, and a few slightly messy bangs on the forehead flutter lightly in the wind. This person is about the same age as himself, his round face is slightly childish, his small eyes are a little sloppy, and he looks a little unreal, as if his eyes are wandering all the time, looking at others.

From time to time, he shook a golden paper fan in his hand, the fan bone was made of white jade, and the middle was fixed with a gold nail, and there were several strange characters on the fan surface, which seemed to be a hand-made graffiti. When he saw himself and another guard blocking his way, his originally sloppy eyes were immediately full of anger, his white and tender cheeks were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he looked unhappy.

The person on his left hand did not have anything in his hand, a simple black robe, black hair tied high with the same black belt, sharp edges and corners, prominent facial features, a solemn and steady face, silently standing behind the man in yellow.

The one standing on the right side carried a small indigo blue bag on his right shoulder, wearing a blue shirt, and his long hair was only loosely tied with a green scarf behind his shoulder, with a bit of casual and lazy. When this person saw that he was stopped, his expression did not change, his eyes were still half-open, and he stood lazily with his shoulders drooped, looking indifferent.