- "Hey, don't judge people by their appearance, I'm an old friend of King Li, if you have something important to see King Li, let me in!" ”

In order to enter the palace, the high priest Yu Minuo has been at the palace gate and the guards for three days. He was an old man who was approaching his old age, and he planned to retire to the mountains and forests and spend the rest of his life in peace, but when he heard that Jin Li had changed hands, he couldn't help but hurried over from the south. The world is ignorant, but they don't know that the world looks peaceful, and there is a hidden murder in the silent place. Although he is old, his heart is like a mirror, and he has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, going through the vicissitudes of three dynasties and personnel.

His heart was like water, but the soaring murderous aura that he could smell was actually from Shu Jin, and the Jinghu in his heart suddenly made waves. Regardless of anything else, with Shu Jin alone, even if he is not guaranteed in the evening, he will fight out of the mountains and forests.

"I said why are you so stubborn, how can His Royal Highness King Li know you as a bad old man. If it weren't for your age, I would have beaten you up and gone quickly, or I would have to do it! ”

The guards guarding the door raised their eyebrows and brutally pushed Yu Minuo away. It's no wonder that they, Yu Minuo, are ragged and talk like beggars who have burned out their brains.

"Young people! Do you dare to push me? ”

Yu Minuo's clothes were sloppy and he looked dejected, but despite this, he slapped the clothes that the guard's hand had touched in disgust, as if something dirtier had been glued. "You are a soldier of Jin Li, treat me like this, are you not afraid of smearing King Li's face."

"You obstruct official business, it's reluctant not to beat you, and your mouth is still a set, and the brothers will drive him out of the city."

The guards angrily summoned a few soldiers and walked out with Yu Minuo on their feet.

"Hey, hey..."Yu Minuo said anxiously as she broke free, "If you let me go, you will be sinners of the Dali Empire!" ”

Wei Ya returned to the palace from the outside and saw the guards dragging an unkempt old man, he didn't want to ask more, but the four words shouted by the old man were really harsh - Dali Empire. Wei Ya's heart was for a while: Empire? The son of heaven is the emperor, if the great Yan is immortal, how can the emperor say?

Those who often dare to say this are either madmen who are unashamed to speak out, or they are masters who crisscross the nations. Listening to the old man's voice, it seemed to be an old man, and Wei Ya spoke: "Let him go." ”

The guards let go of Yu Minuo. Yu Minuo hurriedly ran away, hurriedly took off her coat and threw it away, as if she was contaminated with a commotion, she kept shaking her body frantically, and she couldn't wait to jump into Qingchi's thorough shabu. The old man is a Liren, and the wise men of the country of Li have a problem, Shu Jin is facial paralysis, and he is a mental cleanliness in disguise.

Yu Minuo glanced at the discarded rags on the ground with pity, and lamented: "It's a pity that one of my gorgeous clothes has been soiled by you laymen. ”

When the guard heard this, his face turned red with anger: "What qualifications do you have to talk about us, and you don't look at the appearance of your own lost dog!" ”

Wei Ya fixed his eyes for a while, and finally saw his face clearly and remembered who it was, he was the old ruffian in the market who loved to pretend to be a ghost, and he thought that he was a master from somewhere. Wei Ya rolled his eyes in frustration and speechlessness, crossed his arms and walked over casually, and teased, "Yo! High Priest, what wind blew you to Jinli? ”

Yu Minuo recognized Yu Ya, pulled out the rusty long sword on his waist, and waved it in a pretentious manner, and a sour smell of aging immediately appeared in his sleeves. "I'm here to do a ritual for King Li."

The sour smell was so pungent that I guess I hadn't bathed for a month. Even if the guards were men, they couldn't resist his old ginger and fled far away. Wei Ya covered his nose slightly, holding his breath: "You save your age, I have seen through your tricks, I will give you some money, you go back and rest in peace, don't come out to play, hurt your body." ”

Yu Minuo shook his head, pointed his sword at Wei Ya's nose, and said unhappily: "What do you mean, stinky boy, when did I play a trick." ”

"Not a trick yet?" Wei Ya opened the long sword with two fingers and teased, "You said that Yu Youyu is the star of the emperor and will become the son of heaven, but who is sitting on the country now?" ”

Yu Minuo bit her lip and rolled up her sleeves as if she was teaching a child, "Mountains and rivers are fixed, personnel are changing, how can you be sure that Xiaoyu can't become the emperor, is King Chen very far away from the emperor?" ”

It seems that it is inevitable to have a meaningless battle of words, but Wei Ya likes to fight for words, not to mention that the disparity in strength is there, and there is no chance of winning. Wei Ya swore and said: "Far away, of course far away, there are millions of soldiers and horses between King Chen and the emperor, does he have soldiers?" ”

Yu Minuo looked at Wei Ya's little cowardice, rolled his eyes, brushed his unkempt white hair, shrugged his shoulders and looked up to the sky, and said in a foolish way: "There is indeed a difference of millions of soldiers and horses between King Chen and the emperor, but there is one person who can reach these millions of soldiers and horses. ”

Although Wei Ya was not optimistic about the old man's resourcefulness, he admired the old man's combat effectiveness. Than * gas? Wei Ya Jiao'er Lang twisted his waist on the spot, learned to be crooked, and said contemptuously: "Hehe, I expected you to say that this person is Feng Danmiao, but isn't his whereabouts unknown now." ”

Seeing this, Yu Minuo was unconvinced and twisted her waist: "Wrong, the person I am referring to is not General Feng." In today's general trend of the world, there is a difference between King Chen and the emperor, and there is a King Chen between King Li and the emperor. And I'm going to decide who's worse than whom. ”

The old man breathed a big sigh, Wei Ya stopped rippling, calmed down, slightly closed his eyes and squinted at the old man boringly, and was silent: I just watched you pretend/force quietly.

The atmosphere froze, and Yu Minuo held up a trace of an embarrassed smile far-fetched, trying to ease the atmosphere - "Hehe." ”

However, the face of the captain does not change color.

The sun was already in the west, and it was time for dinner, Wei Ya had no intention of talking to the old man, turned around and walked to the palace gate, and said: "I am willing to bow down in front of the high priest, you continue to blow, I will listen to it casually." I'm going to the palace for dinner, so if you like, come along. ”

Hearing what Wei Yayi said, Yu Minuo was also hungry, so he rubbed his belly and followed. "Hey, why don't you trust the old man?"

Wei Ya sneered, "Because your prophecy has never been fulfilled. ”

Yu Minuo: "I said that the time has not come, do you dare to bet?" ”

Wei Ya provoked: "Why don't you dare, if you have the ability, you can prophesy a prediction that can be fulfilled immediately." ”

Yu Mi followed behind Yu Ya, "Okay, I predict: Feng Danmiao will definitely appear in Jin Li within three days." ”

Wei Ya sneered and shook his head: "Haha, old man, you are doomed, he has long been gone." ”

Mo said that he was indifferent, since the disappearance of Dafeng Danmiao, he called people to look for him, but there was no result.

Yu Minuo walked up to Yu Ya: "Just tell me what you bet on." ”

Wei Ya fixed the old man's eyes, and said clearly word by word: "I bet on my tongue..."

"Come here, Wei Ya, I have something to ask you." Before Wei Ya finished speaking, Feng Danmiao unexpectedly appeared in front of him.

Wei Ya was dumbfounded, frightened. How did Feng Danmiao come, and reunited after a long absence, there was actually a certain sense of intimacy.

Once their relationship was just to use and be used, he thought that after parting ways, he would be a passerby forever, but he didn't expect that he would still be worried, probably because of friendship. Remembering that I quarreled and scolded him on the battlefield and went against him everywhere, those stupid things are still fresh in my memory. Over the years, I often think of him and Youyu, and I feel more and more like my own brothers.

Wei Ya was so excited that he couldn't speak, Feng Danmiao was a little more vicissitudes than before, and he half covered his face, but the heroic spirit was still there, and he looked healthy.

"Haha," Yu Minuo's eyes lit up, and he clamped Wei Ya's chin with a squeeze, took out a dagger and put it in his mouth. "If you want to lose, don't regret it."

Wei Ya's attention was all on Feng Danmiao, pushed Yu Minuo away, walked forward in a daze and looked at Feng Danmiao carefully, hugged his shoulder uncontrollably, and said incoherently: "Great, Feng Gou, you are still alive, why don't you send someone to Jin Li to say, I will start to prepare." ”

Feng Danmiao couldn't help frowning, how awkward Wei Ya's words sounded. "Aren't you dead?"

Yu Minuo inserted/entered the middle of the two of them and forcibly separated them, "Hey, don't make love first, Yu Boy's tongue first." ”

"Don't make trouble, old man." Wei Ya put the old man aside again with a big palm, and led Feng Danmiao to the other courtyard.

A little eunuch watched them in the shade of the tree for a while, and then ran back to tell Shu Jin.

"King Li, Lord Wei went to eat wine with Mr. Feng."

When old friends meet, they naturally want to have a drink. Shu Jin was concerned, "How did Wei Ya see Feng Danmiao's situation?" ”

"Lord Wei was very excited at the time, as if he had met a brother, it seemed that Lord Wei and Mr. Feng had a good relationship."

"Well, you can go down."

Even if he didn't ask the eunuch, he could anticipate Wei Ya's mood. Shu Jin lowered his head and pondered, feeling depressed. He felt that his weakness was powerless, and he couldn't hold him back after all. People always contradict themselves, he likes Wei Ya's sincerity, but at the same time he is annoyed by his sincerity, he has an upright temperament, and he thinks it is useless.

Shu Jin knew in his heart that what Wei Ya liked had always been a kind and frank person who had no evil thoughts. He is willing to help himself fight against punishment and revenge, it is out of a righteous word, and he is willing to help himself resist Cangluan, because of a love word, and there are righteous reasons to be found. But if one day, the person he has to deal with is a fish, then he can't give him an explanation.

Shu Jin was inexplicably uneasy, looking at his trembling hands in panic. This is no longer a pair of hands that do not stain blood, it murdered Youyu, designed Feng Danmiao, buried the fake King Li, and will also destroy the entire northern wing.

If one day Wei Ya knew that the person he loved was such a person, it would probably be the day when the two of them would end their love.

Thinking about it, Shu Jin's eyes were bloodshot, his chest was dull, and he coughed up blood. The little eunuch saw the blood stains on the white silk, and hurriedly brought the incense burner and put it close to Shu Jin, and said in a panic: "King Li, take a sip of incense, and the slave will immediately call the imperial doctor." ”

"No need, it's just a matter of blood."

Shu Jin was ruthless, and lay on the table weakly with his fists clenched. I'm afraid that as soon as Wei Ya leaves, it will be his own death, but despite this, he has no hesitation.