The man's low shout was like a bell, and it suddenly sounded on the long street that was disturbing, and immediately coincided with the clamor and the sound of the wind. but it was strangely clear, so that all who should hear it heard.

At this moment, the remnant sun is like blood, and half of the sky is red. A group of people wearing crimson official clothes walked out of the vermilion gate opened in the cave of Dali Temple, the breeze rolled up everyone's clothes, and the crimson and comfortable warp and weft of the corners of the clothes flew away in the breeze, and the sun was in harmony, and a different kind of bright red was blurred.

Jun Qinglan subconsciously closed her eyes, and suddenly felt that this piece of red seemed to be contaminated with a rich smell that was unpleasant, and it seemed to be ...... Blood. A few years ago, it was also this evening, and she returned home from the countryside full of joy. When I arrived at the corner of the street, I asked someone to press it, and I saw the door of the house close at hand open, and from inside came such a group of officials in bright red clothes. The flying clothes were like an invisible palm, stirring the bloody wind. Since then, her life has completely collapsed.

Suddenly, a cold light struck, like a sharp axe splitting chaos, instantly making people clear. Whose gaze?!

Jun Qinglan's spirit was shocked, and he stared at it, and behind the flame-like bright red crowd, there was a person standing silently. The man was dressed in a dark blue suit, an inconspicuous color, but he was dressed in a different kind of brilliance. The breeze swept up the man's green silk and rolled like a wave, caressing his face. It looks even blacker, and his complexion seems to be brighter than jade. A lip flap only reveals a slight blood, like a pale peach blossom on the branch in early spring. She only glanced at him, and the man narrowed his eyes as dark as a pupil, as if he were enveloping frost.

"The king takes his leave."

In the twilight, the man walked away with his long body, as if there was no one around.

Li Congyao!

Jun Qinglan's breath condensed, that person was Duanwang Li Congyao! It's good to see him in this kind of place at this time? Is it bad?

"Jun Qinglan, this official has always respected you as a righteous person. But you didn't think that you were also trying to bend the law for personal gain like a small person in the market, which is really disappointing. Dali Temple Qing stood on the high steps at the entrance of the Dali Temple, his eyes were scorching, and he looked down at Jun Qinglan, whose face was like ashes. A sigh gradually overflowed from his lips.

"Can someone explain what happened?" Jiang Yufan was extremely anxious in his heart, his heart seemed to be scratched by a cat, and he couldn't express it.

"I'm sorry." Jun Qinglan slowly lowered her head, and collected all the emotions in her eyes and in her heart. Fortunately, everyone only thought that she was fascinated by the case in front of her, and never really explored the secret in her heart: "The humble position has no intention of disturbing judicial fairness, but it is also impossible to see people being wronged." If the lowly position is not bad, the murderer caught today will definitely not confess. ”

Dali Siqing only glanced at her slightly, and then snorted in a low voice: "The case of Dali Temple is not your turn to intervene in the Jinyi Guard." Miao Youxin has dealt with it for the official. Asked some outsiders to block the door of Dali Temple, what kind of system? ”

"Yes!"

Miao Youxin rushed out before his words fell, pulled Jiang Yufan with one hand, pulled Jun Qinglan with the other, and said quickly. dragged the two people into the alleyway on one side.

Jun Qinglan hung her head and let Miao Youxin pull her away, and everyone's bodies were about to be swallowed up by the dark shadows in the alleyway, but Jun Qinglan suddenly turned around. This moment is just a moment, and it is not easy for people to notice that they are looking back quickly. Everything didn't seem to have changed, only Jun Qinglan lowered her head, and the dark shadow of the alleyway covered all the thoughts in her eyebrows, and there was no trace.

At the age of thirteen, she was once in exile, and the crises that lurked around her forged her acute perception that was different from ordinary people. At the moment she left, someone threw a sharp glance at her. That glance may have been short-lived, but it was no accident. Like a sword and a candle, she burned like a stab in her back, and her body was incomplete.

Who is it?

Miao Youxin walked extremely fast all the way, pulling the two of them through two streets before letting go. It wasn't until I was far away from Dali Temple that I stopped in front of a small tavern at the intersection of Xuanwu District and Tianhe District in the outer city. During this period, he never said half a word.

"Two drinks?" He turned to look at the two men behind him who were as silent as he was.

The tavern had only one façade and four tables. As you step into the lobby, you can see the counter that occupies almost half of the wall. The lobby is separated from the backyard and kitchen by a thin cotton curtain. The place is not big, let alone noble.

Miao Youxin seemed to be very familiar with this place, walked directly to the counter and took out the broken silver, and handed it to the thin old man with gray hair behind the counter: "Daddy Fu, don't do any more business today." ”

Father Fu sighed, and did not reach out to take the silver: "It's too much, the old man's shop is such a place, even if Master Miao wants to buy it, he won't be able to buy so much silver." ”

Miao Youxin hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and forced the silver into his hand: "You take it, and tell the kitchen to make a few more specialty dishes." Today, my two brothers and I are afraid that we will have to drink for a long time. ”

"Make it." Father Fu's eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile: "Adults just sit in peace, and when the little old man goes to close the door of the store, he will go back and watch the cooking." The wine is on the shelf, you can take it yourself. When it's time to serve, just tell me. ”

Miao Youxin nodded, returned to Jun Qinglan and Jiang Yufan and sat down. After Father Fu closed the door of the store and retreated to the backyard, he frowned fiercely: "Jun Qinglan, you don't want to die!" ”

"What the hell is going on!" Jiang Yufan raised his hand and slapped it heavily on the tabletop, this time it was extremely heavy, and there was a muffled sound. It seems that he is full of anger through this moment.

Along the way, no one spoke, and he endured enough!

"The murderer caught today in the yamen is ......." Miao Youxin glanced at Jun Qinglan, and his expression added a little worry and unbearability: "Daddy Jun!" ”