Before, Qiyun heard Di Ziyu say that Helian was fierce and fierce, treating his people like pigs and deer, killing at will. In recent years, it has intensified, and there is no routine. He used to stand at the head of the city, with his bow and sword at his side, and killed anyone who hated it. When the ministers looked at him face to face, they were poked blind in the eye, and those who dared to laugh cut off their lips. He spoke of those who admonished him as slander, cut off his tongue, and put him to death. Both the Hu and Han people are bored, dare to be angry and dare not speak, and are restless.

At first, she still didn't believe it, but when she saw Helian's violent violence with her own eyes today, her heart burned with anger, and she couldn't hold back her hand and touched it into her bag, and took out a few flowers in her hand. Seeing this, Mo Chuan on the side hurriedly took her hand and glanced at her. Qiyun remembered the purpose of coming to dominate Wancheng, so he had to stabilize his body.

Helian drove away, the bloody rain passed, and the street slowly returned to calm. A girl of seven or eight years old sat on the ground, looking miserable, crying with tears in her eyes. Qiyun looked around and saw that no one had come forward to claim the girl, and she might have been separated from her family.

Qiyun bent down to help her up, and saw that her palm was scratched, blood was dripping, and the things in her hand also fell to the ground, and it was a mess. She asked in a harmonious voice, "Little sister, where are your parents?" Sister will send you home. ”

The little girl wiped her tears, "My father and mother are by the city wall in the south of the city, I took some paper clothes, and I want to find my mother." ”

Seeing that most of the people on the street were injured, Qiyun took her hand and walked all the way to the south of the city wall according to the girl's instructions.

When I walked to the city wall, I saw a spark in the dark night, smoke and a faint cry, not very loud, as if suppressed in my throat. It turned out that a large number of people were lighting candles and burning paper under the base of the wall, most of them bowing their heads and sobbing.

Qiyun Zhilu Taoist folk winter solstice has the custom of worshipping ancestors, people believe that the winter solstice is the day to send winter clothes to the deceased, fix the house, so every household burns paper clothes in front of the tomb, and then uses soil to fix the tomb. It's just that she is a little puzzled, why the residents of Tongwan want to burn paper and light candles under the wall.

The little girl led Qiyun and Mochuan to find her mother, and whispered about the thrilling encounter she had encountered in the street market. The woman listened, hugged the girl tightly, and thanked Qiyun and Mochuan for their kindness.

The woman was covered in soot, her face was miserable, her cheeks were thin, and she seemed to be hungry all year round. She took the paper garment from the girl's hand and set it on fire under the base of the city wall and turned it into ashes.

Qiyun asked her doubts, and the woman told her that it was her husband who was secretly worshipping under the wall. Her husband was a craftsman, and together with 100,000 craftsmen from Qinling, he built Tongwan City.

Helian Bobo appointed the Imperial Historian to supervise the construction of the city, and his methods were extremely cruel. The earth in which the city was built was steamed, and when it was finished, he ordered the men to test it with an iron cone, and whoever had a cone into it was immediately killed and filled with a corpse in the wall. In this way, the built Tongwan city wall is as hard as iron, the surface is smooth as a mirror, and the sharp axe can not cut any traces on it. But the craftsmen who were killed were also killed, and the woman's husband was not spared, and his body was filled into the city walls.

Qiyun shook his head and sighed, his hand touching a tall stone tablet beside him. Through the flickering firelight, she looked carefully, and the stone tablet was engraved with "Tongwan City Inscription": "The strange work of Yan Wanger, the wonderful craftsman who lives the class to lose, writes the text in Deng Lin, picks embroidery stones in Hengyue, pays tribute to gold and silver in the nine domains, and offers its ring treasure in all directions...... The gods are blessed with good fortune, and they match the heavens. Towering Dayu, dignified holy merit. Benevolence pervades the earth, and morality reaches heaven. "The inscription below is Hu Yizhou, the secretary and supervisor of the Xia State.

When Qiyun saw it, he couldn't help sneering in his heart, Helian drove all the people, cruel and tyrannical, and the thick walls of the ten thousand cities were full of the souls of the dead, and he actually claimed that he was full of holy merits, benevolence and love throughout the world, and morality reached the sky. I wonder if he will be able to sleep peacefully at night? I don't know if he will hear the roar of countless craftsmen when he walks on the ancient city wall.

Back at Di Mansion, Di Ziyu came to tell him that the antidote to the poison of Langhua was hidden in the Bai Zhi Hall of the Xia Palace. However, only Helian Bobo can enter and exit Bai Zhitang in ordinary times, and there are more than 1,000 kinds of medicinal materials in it, and the antidote cannot be found.

When Qiyun heard this, she couldn't help but sigh and feel deeply worried. I used to go to Tongwan City day and night, in order to find an antidote. Now that I listened to it, even if I could mix it into Bai Zhitang, how could I know which of the thousands of medicine bottles contained the antidote?

Qiyun didn't sleep all night, tossing and turning, thinking hard for a long time. On the second day, she put two dark circles under her eyes and asked Mo Chuan: "Palace Master, how many days will this person who has been poisoned by Langhua have a toxic attack, and his whole body will be paralyzed and unable to move?" ”

Mo Chuan pondered for a moment and said: "At that time, it will not have an attack, which is conducive to the disappearance of the poisoner, but it will definitely have an attack after three days." Zhuohua, what good idea have you come up with? ”

"There is a way, but I have to ask the palace master to cooperate with you." Qiyun whispered in his ear, and Mo Chuan nodded, "The method is good, but it's a little dangerous." ”

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger." Qiyun's eyes were clear, and he replied quietly.

In the most splendid restaurant in Tongwan City, Mochuan asked Helianchang, the third royal highness of Xia Guosan, to come to drink. Qiyun disguised herself as a man, like a handsome little guy, waiting for her closely.

Helian Chang arrived as promised, dressed in a purple brocade robe, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, looking even more handsome and handsome. And Na Mochuan didn't get up when he saw him, but sat lazily reclining, his white clothes were falling, leisurely and chic, and extraordinary.

Helian Chang was not surprised when he saw him like this, and knelt down opposite him in the next case.

During the banquet, Qiyun knelt beside Mo Chuan and poured wine for him, her eyes were like silk, shy but sultry, and she raised her eyes and raised her hands with all kinds of charms. Mo Chuan changed his usual coldness and indifference, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his phoenix eyes were gentle, and his smile seemed to reach the bottom of his eyes, which was charming and moving.

Qiyun's hand seemed to be unintentionally on Mo Chuan's knee, and his boneless body leaned on his shoulder. The two handsome teenagers leaned together in an extremely ambiguous posture, and no one believed that their relationship was pure.

Before, Helian Chang inquired that Mochuan was not a good man, but he didn't hear that he was in love with any woman. Now the style in front of him, saying that Mochuan is not a good man, Helian Chang doesn't believe it. Seeing that the wish of several years has been settled, Helian Chang is overjoyed, and he is a little uneasy.

After the third round, Mochuan Feng's eyes were hazy, and his fair face was flushed like a glow, and his posture was even more sultry. Helian Chang stared at him intently, his heart itching, and his gaze at Mo Chuan was so gentle that it could seep water.

Mo Chuan stretched out his palm in front of Qiyun, who knew what he meant, and rubbed his knuckles and wrists for him unhurriedly. His knuckles were thin, white as jade, and in Helian Chang's eyes, they were all landscapes, and he couldn't wait to sweep Yun Qing aside and hold his hand himself.

Mo Chuan flipped his palm, pulled Qiyun's hand, and stretched out his long arm into his arms. Qiyun just wanted to struggle, and heard his subtle voice in his ears: "Don't you want to pretend to be more like and hide from that Helian Chang?" ”

Qiyun smiled coquettishly, snuggled in Mo Chuan's arms, and quietly looked at Helianchang's expression.

Mochuan laughed and shot even more unscrupulously. Qiyun pretended to be annoyed and wanted to throw off her sleeves and leave, but Mo Chuan just pulled her and didn't let go, teasing Helianchang's heart as if it was gently brushed by a feather, ready to move.