In the middle of a mountain forest, the hut in the forest was deep and secluded, scattered spots of light fell to the ground, and a boy of about ten years old carried a bag of herbs, stepped on the branches, turned over and jumped on the ground, still holding a silk cloth in his hand.

The young man was dressed in black, his black hair was draped behind him, and his figure was not small, if it wasn't for his immature appearance, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize him as a child.

There was only a soft sound in the woods, and in the bushes next to it, a little rabbit ran away.

The young man glanced at the little rabbit, but he didn't care, and walked towards the hut, his light body kung fu was really not very good.

The cottage is actually not small, with a yard and three small wooden rooms.

The boy walked into the courtyard, and standing in the courtyard was another teenager, dressed in gray clothes.

The two teenagers resembled each other in one place, and they both had a simple carved wooden sword hanging from their waists.

He was practicing his sword when he saw the young man walk in and put his sword into its sheath.

"Xiaozhuang, are you back?"

Wei Zhuang nodded, and put the herb in his hand on the ground: "I went to the city to buy the herb, it should be enough for a while." ”

After that, he didn't say much, walked to the side of the wall, leaned on, spread out the silk cloth in his hand, and looked at it thoughtfully.

Maybe it was so distracted that another teenager didn't even notice when he walked up to him.

Gai Nie looked at the silk cloth in Wei Zhuang's hand.

It was a painting, and it was a swordsman.

The swordsman was dressed in a cloak and a hat on top of her head, her face and figure could not be seen clearly, and the only thing that could make an impression was the sword at her waist.

A sword without a sword grid.

"When did you learn to paint, and you still painted your senior sister like this, it's not beautiful at all."

Gai Nie hooked the corners of his mouth and teased.

Wei Zhuang was in a daze, naturally he didn't know that he didn't listen carefully to what Gai Nie said, and unconsciously responded: "Well, senior sister is much better-looking." ”

Then he came back to his senses, his face was a little unnatural, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"I didn't paint this picture."

"Who's that?"

Gai Nie asked again, and Wei Zhuang had no choice but to spread out the silk cloth completely, revealing the bounty below.

"The underworld in the city."

"That's it." Gagnie's brow furrowed, but quickly let go of it again.

"You're worried?"

Wei Zhuang glanced at Gai Nie, was silent for a moment, and shook his head.

"No..."

"You stop when you tell a lie."

Gai Nie walked back to the middle of the courtyard: "Actually, no. ”

He touched the wooden sword at his waist, drew his own sword, and practiced on his own.

"Senior sister's swordsmanship, you know, there are few people in this world who can hurt her, and those people will not fight her because of this reward."

"If you have this time, it's better to practice your sword well."

"When I come out of the Ghost Valley, I will go to her for advice to prove the way of the sword."

As he spoke, the sword light in the courtyard was connected.

"Hmm."

Wei Zhuang looked at the silk cloth in his hand and put it away.

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Lü Buwei sat alone at home boiling water.

Since he came to Xianyang City, he has lived in a simple place, rarely wandering around, and it is completely different from lobbying in various places in order to let Ying Zichu escape back to Qin.

He now seems like a person who has nothing to do with the court.

And the people in the court, I'm afraid they will soon forget him.

Most of the people walking around now are Ying Zichu, and he understands that everything must have a degree, if it exceeds this degree.

I'm afraid what Yingzi Chu wants to do as soon as he takes the position is to kill him, and he won't be able to get any benefit.

And this degree is that you can't grasp too many things at the moment.

To be mastered, it is also to be in the future, not now.

What he has to do now is to let Ying Zichu succeed in taking the position, only then can he get the reward for his efforts.

Troublesome.

Lü Buwei added half a piece of firewood to the furnace.

The current King of Qin Yingzhu has more than 20 children, even if Yingzi Chu has enough at present, but his position is always unstable.

There is one day that does not ascend to that throne, and it is unstable.

Others will soon make moves, and on their side, Yingzi Chu is just a proton returning from the outside after all, and the foundation is not enough, so I am afraid that I will not be able to parry.

It's going to be over.

Judging from the current situation, Yingzi Chu should still be the rightful Prince of Qin.

If you want to end it as soon as possible, there is only one way.

can make Yingzi Chu take the position faster.

The sooner the King of Qin dies, the sooner the Prince of Qin can become the King of Qin...

He didn't have that time, so that Yingzi Chu would also be the Prince of Qin for decades, just like Yingzhu.

But now is not the time.

can't be in a hurry, if he is in a hurry, or one step faster, his arrangement and forbearance will fall short.

The trapped army sealed the city, and the mourning general held his sword on his side, no matter how you say it, now will not be a good time.

The lid of the stove began to rise and fall slightly, and white water vapor came out of it.

When the heat is almost up,

Naturally, there will be a result.

Thinking of it, King Qin is also over fifty years old······

Lü Buwei sat there cross-legged, lifting the stove in one hand, and the water was poured out of it and flipped in the cup.

Picking up the cup, he slowly blew off the heat and took a sip.

Well, tepid.

It seems that it is time to go and discuss it with Childe.

Thinking about it, the cup was placed on the table with a muffled sound.

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The night was getting late, and the wind was a little strong at night.

In the night, the lights in the rooms have been extinguished, and the rows of buildings in the past are pitch black, and the night is silent.

I can only hear the whirring sound of the wind.

"Ha~~~" Gu Nan yawned, she couldn't rest well these days, she patrolled the streets like a fast catch in the morning, she had to go to Gongzi's Mansion to teach at noon, and she had to work a night shift at night.

Damn, there's no raise for overtime, and I'm not afraid that Lao Tzu will not do it...

It's almost time to go home, and now I can't say I can still have a hot dish and some warmth.

Hmmm... Thinking that they should all be asleep, they should not bother, they are hot, and they should be able to eat.

Gu Nan jumped lightly, and his figure was like a bird, flying down lightly in mid-air, stepping on the ground without making a sound.

Walking slowly through the street with Wuge in his arms.

A cool breeze blew the hair on her forehead, and a man in a black robe walked around the corner of the street, with a hat on his head, and he couldn't see clearly.

As he walked, the corners of his robes lifted open, revealing a sword at his waist, a strange sword, a white scabbard, and a black hilt.

Both of them saw each other, but as if they didn't see each other, they walked on their own.

Until you pass by.

"Hey."

Gu Nan spoke, and the person who walked by her stopped walking.

Two men stood with their backs to each other.

"What's the matter?" The man in the black robe turned his head sideways.

"Nothing."

Gu Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said seemingly casually.

"It's late at night, so it's better not to walk at night."

The man behind him paused, seemingly nodding.

"Hmm."

The two didn't say anything more, and walked away.

Strange person, Gu Nan walked, frowning, obviously carrying a sword, but there was no killing intent on his body.

The man in the black robe walked with Gu Nan on his back.

Black sword without grids?

It's really murderous...