readx; It was nearly dusk, the rain had stopped, and the twilight sun was looming beneath the clouds. The thin sunlight of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info obliquely shone down, reflecting the rippling sun shadow on the surface of the Mohe River. Luoyang is brilliant under the twilight sun: the city bricks and floor tiles that have been polished smooth reflect the brilliant brilliance, and the faded glazed tiles become crystal clear and infinitely bright, especially the imperial city in the center of Luoyang, which is golden and brilliant in an instant. The shadow of the sun gradually slanted to the west, and the brilliant sun wheel was swallowed by the misty purple clouds and smoke among the mountains, and the entire imperial city fell into silent darkness.

Jiumo stood on the street, looking up at the sky, as if waiting for something. The flow of people was still there, as if they had never worried about the night.

There seemed to be a flash of orange light in the silent night sky, followed by a hazy yellow light in the sky. Clusters of yellow light are like noble peonies, blooming in the air, and the orange brilliance is sprinkled, illuminating Luoyang like day.

The land where Luoyang is located was called the Mongolian steppe in ancient times, and the Mongols have been nomads for generations.

Great Xia had an imperial marshal named Yan Feng, who laid down half of the country for Great Xia. Later, the Great Xia Emperor was afraid that Yan Fenggong would be high, so he exiled him here. Yan Feng led 900 cronies and spent thirteen years conquering the Mongols, who were originally nomads, and proclaimed himself emperor in Luoyang, with the country name Yan. He originally wanted to capture Great Xia, but the national strength of Great Xia was strong, and Yan Feng could only bow down to him. Later, Yan Feng promoted the Han system and Han rites, so that the Mongols were gradually assimilated by the Han people. However, there are some things that are unique to Mongolia that have been passed down to this day, such as the wolf-like cunning and ferocity of the Mongolians, such as the custom of the Mongolians who love to eat beef and mutton, and the "sky lantern" invented by the Mongolians.

There is a special animal in the Mongolian steppes called the Mangniu. This animal is no different from a cow, but its skin is unusually tough.

The Mongols skinned the oxen, filled them with air, and lit a fire to make sky lanterns. This kind of sky lantern can burn overnight as long as it does not leak air at a time. Thousands of sky lights are lit up to make the night as day.

For thousands of years, only the Yan Kingdom has mastered this technique. At night, they lit thousands of sky lanterns over Luoyang City, so there is no night in Luoyang, and it is also known as the "City That Never Sleeps".

Jiu Mo exhaled softly, looking up at this magnificent scene, the orange glow reflected in his pupils. At this time, he was slender and weak, revealing a woman's femininity. He sighed slightly, and at the slightest mistake he blended into the flow of people.

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"God.. Open.. Lou Jiu Mo looked at the dilapidated tavern, the dim signboard and Xiao Er with a lazy smile at the door, and frowned slightly. When he swept around and saw a wooden plank erected in the doorway, his body froze. I saw that it was written: Enter the building and pay a purple gold coin.

Jiu Mo stood there for a long time, and finally reached into his arms with his right hand and took out a purple gold coin. If anyone were to observe his right hand at this time, they would notice that it was trembling slightly. He stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the purple gold coin flew straight into Xiao Er's arms.

"Yo, guest officer, it must be the first time to come here like this, rare guest, are you playing a top game or staying in a hotel? Looking at you like this, you must be the son of a big family......" As soon as Xiao Er saw the purple gold coin, his eyes lit up, and all kinds of sycophants were shot wildly, so he almost knelt down and called the master.

Jiu Mo coughed lightly, ignored Xiao Er's noise, and strode into the tavern.

As soon as he entered the tavern, Jiu Mo was really taken aback. The entire tavern was dark, and all I could make out was a few extremely small tables, and a person sitting at one of them. Not to say that it looks like a coffin, it can only be said that several coffins are put together. Jiu Mo thought to himself, could it be that there were some special rules in this store.

"Uh, little two, light the lamp." Jiu Mo commanded. I only heard a crisp sound of "pop" slapping on the door of the head, and then Xiao Er's voice suddenly realized: "Look at my brain, no wonder it's so dark in the store, it turns out that there is no light ......" After speaking, he groped his way up to the second floor to get a candle.

Jiu Mo's heart was thin for a while, I thought there were some special rules in the store, it turned out that you forgot, I thought so much in vain.

After a while, the faint candlelight lit up from the second floor, and Jiu Mo saw clearly the person sitting in the store by the candlelight: a man in a white robe and a black bird's nest-like hairstyle, who was sitting there drinking himself. Jiu Mo sighed in his heart, walked forward quickly, and sat down in front of the man.

The man's chaotic eyes slanted slightly, and when he glanced at the mask on Jiu Mo's face, a few sharp flashes flashed in his eyes.

"Little Er, two pots of daughter red." Jiu Mo shouted, and sat there quietly waiting.

"How could the people of Great Xia appear in this poor and remote land?" The man said slowly.

Jiu Mo's heart froze, and after a while, he replied calmly: "I asked myself to find out that my whereabouts are also secret, but I was still broken by you, and I deserve to be the Great Xia Sword Saint Qu Hua back then, admire and admire." ”

Qu Hua laughed and said, "Little guy, do you want to know where your mistakes were?" ”

"I also hope that the Sword Saint will teach you!" Jiu Mo clenched his fists, his eyes calm.

"Since you are from the Great Xia Imperial Family, you should know about the Nine Palace Pavilion." Qu Hua smiled and said, "All the equipment of the secret agent country is uniformly distributed there. You should know how proud they are of their work, look at the cuff of your right hand. Qu Hua pointed playfully, and Jiu Mo's eyes followed the direction of his finger, only to see a line of words embroidered with pale gold thread on the white cuffs: Made by Jiang Idiot, the master of the Nine Palaces Pavilion of Great Xia.

"They've done a really good job of secrecy!" Jiumo gritted his teeth.

"When I used to be an Imperial Sword Master, every time I went on a mission, I had to carefully check my equipment, and I couldn't help but be too alive." Qu Hua shrugged, looking helpless.

Jiu Mo remembered the "sinister" smiles of a group of people in the Nine Palace Pavilion before leaving, and he felt that that group of people did it on purpose.

"Little guy, explain your intention, I know that the group of people in Great Xia are not so easy to let me go, they ...... ...... hum" Qu Hua restrained his smile, drank the wine in the bowl, and spoke coldly.

This sword saint was no different from an ordinary person when he smiled, but his face turned pale, and the aura around him suddenly became sharp.

"That's natural, nothing to do is to go to the Three Treasures Palace, I came this time mainly to make a deal with you on behalf of Great Xia." Jiu Mo smiled faintly and spoke.

"Deal? Let's hear it. Qu Hua leaned lazily on the table and casually poured wine into his mouth.

"How about we exchange one thing for you to be the Sword Saint of Great Xia again?" Jiu Mo spoke calmly.

"Impossible." The rejection is neat and clean.

"Why?"

"Ever since she died, I never wanted to go back to Great Xia." The eyes are shockingly cold.

Jiu Mo looked directly at Qu Hua's cloudy eyes and said lightly: "I have also heard about that incident back then. In my opinion, the empire is not wrong. For a spies, I want you to see clearly. ”

"What does it matter if you are a spy or not? Now she's dead, and when she's dead, she'll never see her again. I'm an orphan, fatherless and motherless, after the death of my master, Li'er was my dearest person, but now even she is dead, isn't it? At the mention of Mo Lian, Qu Hua's mood suddenly became unstable, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to be gushing out.

Jiu Mo praised: "The Sword Saint is really a loving and righteous person!" ”

"It's useless to talk too much, little one, you better hurry up, maybe in order not to reveal your whereabouts, I should kill you." After Qu Hua finished speaking, he closed his eyes tiredly.

Jiu Mo smiled slightly, took out a small box from his arms, and opened it. A faint blue fluorescence emanates from it, and a strange fragrance spreads out. Qu Hua smelled this strange fragrance and frowned slightly.

"I don't know if the Sword Saint has heard of the thousand-year-old jade heart, it is said that it can live the dead, flesh and bones, and resurrect the dead, I don't know if this thing will return to the Great Xia value in exchange for you?" Jiu Mo secluded road.

Qu Hua's eyes immediately opened, and a terrifying light erupted from them, and his hand moved slightly, and the box was in his hand. "In this way, this taste is really a thousand-year-old jade heart, but legend has it that this jade heart is the size of a dragon's eye, why is this one only the size of a fingernail?" Qu Hua muttered to himself, turned his head and asked Jiu Mo a question.

"Sword Saint, don't you know, Great Xia has a history of more than 10,000 years, but there are only two thousand-year-old jade hearts in the Great Xia Palace, one is the mother and the other is the son, and the one in your hand is the son. As long as the Sword Saint and you go back to Great Xia with me, and when you go to the Great Xia Palace, I will take the other one and offer it with both hands. Jiumo smiled confidently.

Jiu Mo was originally a member of the royal family, and he was exposed to the art of the emperor since he was a child. He is very good at winning people's hearts and trading with people. In his opinion, after he finished speaking, Qu Hua should immediately burst into tears silently, looking up to the sky and shouting at Lian'er, I can finally live with you or something. But he waited for a long time, but he didn't see Qu Hua have any reaction. He just stared at the blue glow wordlessly, his eyes glazed.

The two were silent for a moment, and the tattered tavern was surprisingly quiet.

"Here, guest officer, your daughter Hong, okay, two guest officers, use it slowly!" Xiao Er appeared out of nowhere, breaking the long silence.

Jiu Mo secretly scolded this little er for not being interesting, but he had no choice but to take the wine and wave his hand to signal Xiao Er to retreat.

The shop fell silent again.

After a while, Qu Hua opened his mouth faintly, and the blue light reflected on his face, and in an instant, he seemed to be countless times older.

"Hear my story......"

The rain began to fall again at some point, not as fine and dense as the spring rain, but as fast and fierce as the tattere, as if it was about to shatter the tatten. The rain line connects the heaven and the earth, and the wind blows wave after wave of rain from the gate, and Xiao Er scolds and scolds to close the door. For some reason, Jiu Mo looked at Qu Hua's empty eyes and shivered silently.