Legend has it that in ancient times, Nuwa mended the sky, and nine dragons descended from the sky, winding and circling, showing that the nine dragons gathered together in the Central Plains. These nine dragons are rumored to gather the luck of the world, and nine countries were born in this dragon: Qin, Later Chu, Eastern Han, Qi, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, Liang, and Yue. And the head of the Nine Dragons is the glorious ancient country - Great Xia.

These nine kingdoms have been fighting for 7,000 years, but none of them have ever been destroyed, and it is rumored that there is a divine protection in these nine lands, which will never be destroyed.

The swallow sits on a dragon due east.

Luoyang is the capital of Yan, which is above the dragon's neck, and it is rumored that the lord of Yan led the army to attack and kill the Quartet.

In early spring, the light rain is falling, and ten miles of weeping poplars are planted by the Mohe River in front of Luoyang City. The spring breeze blows from one end to the other, and the willow branches are green from one end to the other. It's like a splash of green dye, from dark green to tender green, layer by layer, layer by layer.

Luoyang City is hidden under this green shadow.

To be honest, Luoyang City is not like a national capital at all. The low city walls, turquoise wall tiles, faded golden glazed tiles, and gray-black floor tiles that have long been polished. The soldiers defending the city gathered in twos and threes, chattering, sleeping, and gambling, and there was no domineering and strict attitude that a country should have. He is like a mural, slowly peeling away in front of you, and the people and things on it are gradually blurred.

"Young Master, are you really looking for the Apocalypse Tower?" The old beggar looked at the strange young man in front of him suspiciously.

The old beggar made the most famous beggar in the whole of Luoyang. He has been working in this place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon for more than twenty years.

Luoyang -- As the capital of the Yan Kingdom, it is not only the center of power, but also the center of economy. Walking on the street, non-dignitaries are dignitaries, and ten people are killed by a brick, and nine of them are ministers of the imperial court. It's a miracle to live in this place, let alone as a beggar.

Because of this, the old beggar who has lived here for a long time is also quite proud. In his opinion, there are few people in the court today who are older than him. Of course, this is only a private thought. But in the face of this strange young man, the old beggar was instigated.

The young man is not the kind of person who is extremely majestic and does not get angry and arrogant. He was wrapped in a wide white robe, and his body was curled up, which was very strange. His hands were placed in an unnatural position, his left hand hanging lightly at his side and his right hand behind his back. His face was covered with a black mask, which made him look a little hideous and terrifying. Her long black hair hung down at her waist and was tied up with a black ribbon and covered with a thin layer of raindrops. Such a look can only be described in two words: weird. But this is not what makes the old beggar afraid, what makes the old beggar creepy is the calm and indifference that the young man exudes from his bones.

As soon as the boy entered the city, the old beggar noticed him. Dressed in a white robe and a black mask, he was very conspicuous in the crowd. What's even more surprising is that this young man walks on the street, but he seems to be strolling in his own garden, revealing a sense of leisure and comfort. He walked unhurriedly in the midst of the crowd, and the old beggar watched intently from the side of the street.

The boy passed by the old beggar and stopped suddenly. The old beggar panicked, quickly withdrew his gaze, and bowed. "Old beggar, where is the Apocalypse Tower?" The young man's cold and flat voice sounded, like mellow sake.

When the old beggar had finished answering, he stood there anxiously, waiting for the young man to answer.

"Yes, location." The boy was not alarmed. Pedestrians hurried home, and from time to time looked at the boy with curious eyes. He didn't shy away from it, and accepted it as if it should have been.

This person is not from Luoyang at first glance, if he is ruthlessly accused of the old beggar, he turned around carefully, and said: "I don't know what this young master is called?" There was a lot of flattery in the voice.

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"Young master, you are a big family when you hear your name. Like you, you are magnificent, and your bearing is extraordinary. I have lived so long, old man, and I have known countless people, but I have never seen a young talent like you" The old man said touchingly, "sincerely", looking at the old face and stiffening.

"Actually, I'll be honest with you, the old man, I am also a person who is half buried in the loess, and I want to be comfortable when I live." The old beggar changed his words, and his voice was a little pitiful, "Young master, you are the son of a big foreign family, I don't know, this Apocalypse Tower is very evil, and it is said that as long as its address is revealed, there will be a disaster of death." I'm not afraid of death, it's just that I'm old and young, and I'm really "At the end, I began to wipe my tears with my hands." In fact, at this time, it was raining lightly, and it was impossible to tell whether it was rain or tears, which looked extremely funny.

Secretly amused, but understood what he meant, his hanging right hand reached into his arms, and took out a slightly purple gold coin.

The old beggar stopped talking at the sight of the coin, lifted his muddy face, and stared at the coin like a ghost.

Get rich! Get rich! The old beggar howled in his heart.

This gold coin is a special currency called the Purple Gold Coins, which are issued by Great Xia and can be circulated in various countries, and one Purple Gold Coin is worth about a hundred ordinary gold coins. The average person's annual expenses are about five gold coins. Those who paid in purple gold coins were either royal children in the Nine Kingdoms, or dignitaries from Great Xia. The old beggar has lived for more than 70 years, and this is the first time I have seen this purple gold coin.

"Tell me where the Apocalypse Tower is, this is yours, you don't need to accompany me, you can go home and accompany your old and young." The voice seemed to be laughing rather than laughing, and the last few words were deliberately accentuated, and the old beggar blushed.

"Young master, go forward nine streets, turn right and the first one is." The old beggar wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of flattery.

He tossed the gold coin with his hand and flicked it at the old beggar, but he stood there, not wanting to leave.

The old beggar pounced on a vicious dog, grabbed the purple gold coin tightly in his hand, and turned around to find that it had not left.

"One last question." Said slowly, "Do you know who I am?" ”

The old beggar thought to himself: What if he said that he didn't know him, what if he was going to get angry, what if he was angry and stabbed himself to death? In just a moment, he had an idea.

"Young Master, you are so famous, how could I not know you?" The old beggar wiped the rain from his face and hunched his waist like a prawn.

With an "oh" sound, he slowly swayed into the crowd. After a while, it was gone.

When the old beggar saw that he was gone, he turned and ran towards his nest with such speed that one could not believe that he was over seventy years old.

In the early spring, the drizzle is like silk, quietly moistening the clothes of pedestrians, but the streets are still full of people, most of them are young ladies from large families, maids who come out to play secretly, they gather one by one at the stalls on the street to buy jewelry, trying on gadgets that make girls happy.

Luoyang is full of vitality, like a fairyland hidden in the world.

However, the old beggar did not enjoy the leisure and leisure of the fairyland on earth, bowed his head, panted, and galloped through the streets and alleys.

The hawkers around him, who were familiar with him, laughed and said: "Old beggar, did you get something good, run so fast, take it out and show it to my brothers......" "In my opinion, I must have taken someone else's treasure, and I was afraid that others would ask for it, so I walked so fast, yes or no?" ”……

The old beggar smiled awkwardly, his steps were still fast, and he was ecstatic in his heart, and calculated: With so much money this time, he must go to Luoyang City to rub it well, and then ...... Then renovated my house into a palace. Oh, and by the way, I have to take a little boy and pass on my seventy years of begging experience to him, so that he will become the most famous beggar in the city...... A purple gold coin washed away the cunning of the old beggar for many years.

The population and houses gradually became scarce, and the old beggar was happy in his heart—the small thatched house not far from the Mohe River was his nest.

It's just that the most important thing in this world is happiness and sorrow - just as the old beggar ran towards the small hut, he didn't pay attention to his feet, and the purple gold coin in his hand stumbled and drew a beautiful arc and landed directly in front of the old beggar. The old beggar gasped for breath and wanted a vicious dog to pounce on him, but he saw a foot on the purple gold coin. At the same time, a slender pale cyan knife lay horizontally at his throat.

The rain gently slapped on the old beggar's face and neck, but the old beggar froze and did not move. Because he felt that the blade had sunk slightly into his skin, and if he moved slightly, it would cut through the skin and enter his throat.

"You say you know who I am, but my news is confidential, so where did you learn about it?" A cold, flat voice sounded, and the old beggar understood in an instant. He glanced at the man with the knife, white robe, black mask, isn't it?

No wonder his left hand was hanging lightly, and it turned out that he was carrying a knife. But now I understand that it is too late, the killing intent in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger, and the old beggar knows that this feminine man will not hesitate to kill himself, and he only blames himself for being cheap.

Just as the old beggar closed his eyes and waited for death, he felt that the killing power had receded like a tide, and the pale cyan knife had moved away.

The old beggar opened his eyes, only to see a faint expression: "I'm sorry, just kidding." The purple light flashed under his feet, and he ghostly left.

The old beggar had not yet recovered from the shadow of death, and it was only after a long time that he came to his senses. I couldn't help but smile bitterly: could it be that this is the ethereal humor of the legend? However, the purple light shining on the soles of his feet at the last time was quite beautiful, but it was somewhat familiar......

Thinking of this, the old beggar froze, turned his head mechanically, and looked at the place where the purple gold coin fell, which was empty.

The spring breeze is light, which is accompanied by the screams of the old beggar killing pigs: "Lao Tzu will die with you!" ”