The crowds are surging, and there will always be a lost ranger looking for not to be lonely. The street carries the fragrance of early spring leaves, and the chill in the wind, although it is heavier, but the heaven and earth are peaceful and quiet.

On Simu Street, Yao'er and Shen Renzui walked side by side in the crowd, and Shen Renzui was holding a horse in his hand.

Today, Yao'er is still dressed in men's clothing. Wearing a hat and a narrow-sleeved robe with small lapels, a pair of hollow soft brocade shoes at his feet, slightly revealing a striped small mouth pants, looking neat and neat. Shen Renzui was wearing a purple robe embroidered with green patterns, covered with a bright silk milky white placket on the back. The robe was turned upside down and tucked into the white jade belt around his waist, and white deerskin boots were worn on his feet to facilitate horseback riding.

This robe is a standard ranger dress.

Shen Renzui stood still, turned around and said to Yao'er: "Send you a thousand miles, you must say goodbye in the end, let's break up." ”

Yao'er stared at Shen Rendrunk, and stopped talking. The time between the two of them is not long, but their common experience is really rich, she has always thought that this dead drunk is just an insignificant passerby in her life, until the time of parting, but suddenly there is a trace of reluctance.

Yao'er stood still, waved away the faint melancholy in her heart, and turned a thousand words into a soft voice: "Take care all the way!" ”

Shen Rendrunk thought for a while and said: "This farewell, maybe the time of the reunion is far away, and when I leave, I have a word to say." ”

Yao'er was slightly surprised and said, "You say." ”

Shen Rendrunk said softly: "In the future, think twice before you act, some things can not be solved by a sword, use your brains more, maybe things can be solved, you must not be like this time, as soon as your mind is hot, you want to risk your life." ”

Yao'er smiled, she nodded, and said, "I remember your words." "Other people's care will always warm Yao'er's heart, because she had a cruel childhood, and she lacks relatives and love......

"Before leaving, I also have a word to say." Yao'er also said.

Shen Rendrunk was also a little surprised, and said, "You say." ”

Yao'er said: "No matter how big the favor is, it can't be your own life, life is always your own, don't do that risky thing in the future." ”

Shen Ren smiled drunkly: "No! ”

"Intoxicating, do you know, you look good when you laugh. It's bad, but it's really good......" Yao'er stared at Shen Rendrunk for a long time with her clear and clear eyes, and whispered.

was praised by Yao'er, Shen Ren was drunk and pretended to be embarrassed, as if he was very shy, this shy little appearance made Yao'er smile brightly, like fireworks.

The laughter of the two diluted the sadness of parting for a while.

"I remember your words!" Both replied at the same time.

Shen Ren said in a drunken voice, pulled the saddle on the horse, pulled the reins three times, knocked the stirrup, and walked away, never looking back.

Yao'er watched his figure disappear into the distance, disappearing at the end of the long street, disappearing into the crowd......

Yao'er's eyes flashed with a fierce color, removing the sorrow of parting. After turning two long streets, she suddenly turned around and flashed into an alley.

Yao'er has to do a big thing!

The moon was obscured by the influx of black clouds, revealing only a faint halo of darkness from behind the thick clouds. The wind swayed high above the treetops, making a huge slow rustling sound, as if a sea of desert-like trees was moving overhead, setting off the quiet night.

At this time, there is no longer a pedestrian in sight in the alley.

But there are still some wine shops, with bright lights, silk and bamboo music, wafting in the night.

In Yao'er's hut, a light is like a bean, and it is extremely quiet. A rat poked its head out of the corner of the wall, and seemed a little uneasy by the unusual silence, squeaked twice, and finally gave up its plans and turned back into the hole.

Yao'er was dressed in a neat black suit, and the dim light shone on her, stretching her shadow for a long time...... Yao'er's expression was solemn, and she sat on her knees, making the final preparations for revenge.

She pulled out a short sharp knife, tried the sharp blade with her fingertips, inserted it into the easiest place to pull out at her waist, and then took out a small sword and gently inserted it into the leggings. Finally, she took out another mask, which was blue-faced and red-eyebrowed, and when she put it on, she wanted to cover it with a thin layer of hungry blue-yellow skin, which looked terrible in the night.

This is the same tool that Shen Ren's drunken stunt "Ancient Poor Easy Bone Technique" uses, Yao'er only learns the skin, but it is enough for what needs to be done tonight.

Yao'er gently placed the mask on her lap, waved her palm to extinguish the candle, closed her eyes, and waited quietly.

"Bang! Bangbang! ”

The sound of banging came faintly from afar, each like a heavy drumstick hitting Yao'er's heart.

Yao'er's thoughts stirred in blood: the crowds running for their lives in the mountains and valleys, the ruthless soldiers chasing and killing them like hunters, and under the arrows and blades, there were fallen corpses, men, women, old people, and children...... There are also Yao'er's father and mother, as well as the naughty and cute brother Zixiao......

"Zixiao, let's stop running around for a while, so as not to worry my father. Later, I will pick some wild vegetables and go back, so that you can taste my sister's craftsmanship! ”

"That'...... That should be stewed. ”

"Okay, listen to Zixiao, stew mushrooms."

"There's also a fat chicken in it."

"Cheng, put another big fat chicken, you little gluttonous cat."

For a long time, Yao'er didn't dare to touch this scene, and she didn't dare to think about it, because it hurt and hurt her heart when she touched it.

And at this time, things are coming like a tide in the depths of Ruoshui's house...... As soon as the picture turned, a concave and eagle-nosed blue-robed civil official stood on the high slope and coldly shouted: "Kill!" Kill them all! Don't let anyone go! ”

…… Yao'er's body shook suddenly, her eyes opened suddenly, and two lightning flashes seemed to flash in the dim room, and then the essence gradually disappeared and became unremarkable.

Yao'er's cultivation of superior martial arts is not only the body, but also the mind. Although she is a woman, her heart is calmer and more dignified than most men.

"Take the plan as the top, plan first and then act!" This is a sentence that her grandfather once explained when he taught her Wen Taowuluo, and this sentence was completely taken by her as a deaf ear at that time, but somehow, she can often remember it now.

The night deepened and deepened, Yao'er gently put the mask on her face, she slowly stood up, flashed out of the room like a ghost, and melted into the night, at this time, there was no Shen Rendrunk to stop it.

A quaint and elegant study.

On the bookshelves on both sides are some antique utensils, as well as some literary and historical classics.

Under the wall, there is a case of curled ears with a gauze lamp, paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and a stack of files.

Behind the case sat cross-legged Kou Qing Palace's No. 3 person Xing Si Lang Tianying, behind him there was a huge character screen, on which dragons and phoenixes danced, and a line of large characters dripping with ink was written:

Those who use the country are righteous and king, believe and hegemon, can be king, can be hegemonic, and supplement the king with domineering......

It seems that although this Tianying is a civil official, he does not believe in Confucianism, and from the big characters written behind it, this guy actually advocates "domineering" and believes in force and fists.

Tian Ying finished reading a page of the dossier, slightly narrowed his eyes as sharp as a falcon, looked at the closed dossier in front of him, stroked his beard, and fell into a leisurely contemplation.

Recently, Qi Juntian Qiniang has changed frequently. Taking this Kou Prison Palace as an example, the number two person in the prison, Liu Youpi, was directly deposed for some reason...... Could it be because of his close relationship with the Jiang Clan's monarchs? With the deposition of Si Prison Lang, does he have a chance to go further?

At this time, a figure ghostly climbed into the courtyard of the criminal priest Lang Tianying's house.

The mansion is magnificent, covering several acres, but it is also quiet at night, and in various parts of the house there are only lanterns hanging at the turning points of some corridors, which gently sway in the evening breeze and emit a dim light.

At this time, many large families did not have certain rules for building houses, and they would build houses according to different topography and geography, or according to the different interests and hobbies of the owners, so the architectural patterns of the houses were not the same, and it was impossible to judge where the owner's living place was based on experience.

During the day, Yao'er only explored the periphery. In addition, she went overseas since she was a child, and she didn't know much about the layout of the mansion of this large inland family, but she was patient, and after sneaking into the farmhouse, Yao'er was not in a hurry to act, she stood quietly for a while.

Suddenly, she stopped behind a clump of flowers, and keenly spotted a lamp in the corner of the porch, under which a large black dog was lazily lying on its stomach. Yao'er's brows furrowed slightly, the Tian family has vicious dogs, but this is a trouble. It would be a bad thing if it squealed a few times and attracted the attention of the night watchman of the hospital.

Yao'er cautiously got closer, and when it was still far away, the black dog suddenly looked up, looked left and right, and sniffed his nose vigilantly, as if he had noticed something unusual.

Yao'er immediately stood up and didn't go any further, she wanted to kill the night dog, but as soon as she wanted to act, her heart suddenly moved again, and she suddenly thought of a question: Tian Ying's position is high and powerful, and his precautions in the palace cannot be too lax. There are night watchdogs here, but are there night watchmen?

Ghost Xiaoliu stood under the osmanthus tree and had been standing for a long time.

The night breeze was a little cool, he wrapped his cloak tightly, took a deep breath, the trees were full of osmanthus flowers, the sweet fragrance was overflowing, and the smell was quite refreshing.

There was a faint sound of bangzi on the street, and he spent a little money to listen to it, it was almost three shifts, and it was time to change shifts after a while, he had been standing for a long time, his feet were a little sore, and he wanted to jump to the osmanthus tree to take a nap.

Ghost Xiaoliu every time in the dead of night, if he is too tired, he will jump on this laurel tree to rest, so he already knows this laurel tree well, he doesn't need to look up at all, he can clearly know the appearance of this laurel tree, know that there is a horizontal branch there, can bear his weight, and it is very comfortable to sit there.

Ghost Xiaoliu's skills are good, a dry land plucking onions, jumped up a foot high, and then he stretched out his hand, the hand stretched out should just touch a horizontal branch, just reach out and climb, you can pull up, twist your waist, just sit on the branch, leaning against the tree, smelling the fragrance of flowers.

But this time there was some surprise, as soon as his body jumped up, he felt his shoulders sinking, his mouth was tightly covered, and a blade tightly choked his back.

He fell back to the ground, and there was already one more person behind him, and the moonlight shone behind him, and a pair of figures appeared on the ground.

"Silence! If you don't want to die! It was a hoarse voice, but it was a middle-aged man.

"Who is the chivalrous man, do you know that this is the mansion of Miyada Shiro?"

Ghost Xiaoliu immediately revealed the identity of his master, he hoped that the other party was a thief and a thief, and he didn't know the identity of the owner of this mansion for a while.

After all, there are still a few thieves who do not fight with the officials, and Tian Ying is the official in charge of the judicial prison, and the thieves will retreat.

It's a pity that he was disappointed, and the low voice of the vicissitudes of life said hoarsely: "So-and-so is here for that field camp!" ”