The occurrence of such a strange conversation tonight cannot but be said to be a coincidence. What happened inexplicably, and what ended inexplicably was inexplicable.

"You're not him."

In the end, Murong Duan said something that made Xie Shence scratch his head, and then left.

Xie Shence didn't understand, and he couldn't think clearly, so he didn't think about it anymore. When I couldn't bear the cold, I went back to my place to sleep.

In the next few days, Murong Duan stopped talking to Xie Shence, and Xie Shence was very strange. Even if he didn't expect that night's "heart-to-heart" to make Murong Duan let down his guard against him, or to be able to talk to Murong Duan—this is impossible—then he wouldn't say a word.

In reality, however, this is not very difficult to accept.

Two people who already have hatred will not form a bad fate of killing and loving each other because of one or two ambiguities and a night's sensibility, this kind of bridge that only appears in romance scripts, in the eyes of Xie Shence and Murong Duan, are naïve and stupid.

You killed my relatives and friends, and we can still be friends? Those who have died like that will not be blind. What's more, this kind of killing is still unilaterally given, and the other party passively accepts it. Then there is no possibility of shaking hands.

A few days later, when a crescent moon could be seen in the long sky, Murong Duan said to Xie Shence, "We'll go out tomorrow." ”

Xie Shence exclaimed: "Why tomorrow? ”

Murong Duan looked at Xie Shence like an idiot and said, "Because the chickens that can be caught are already about to be eaten." ”

Xie Shence was speechless, he wanted to say that there was nothing else to eat except chicken, but before he could say it, he was denied by himself.

Nonsense, if there was anything else to eat, he would have eaten it a long time ago. And even if there is nothing else, those pheasants with enough flight ability are difficult enough to hunt.

What's more, when this sentence is said, it is likely to make people think that he has not been here enough.

However, he thanked Shence for having spent enough time here. In fact, from the moment he learned that this was the Imperial Pavilion, Xie Shence wanted to go out.

In the evening, the two stewed the last chicken, thanked God for swallowing their own portions, then wiped their mouths, turned around and put some herbs in a bag sewn of silk yarn stolen from Murong Duan's "sleeping palace".

As for the gold and silver treasures, Xie Shence didn't move a penny, well, the treasure was still taken, it was the Great Chu Dynasty's standard sword. Xie Shence, who had packed everything, thought about it again, and finally took out a bow and a pot of arrows, and then thought about it, and then walked to a certain palace, chose two pieces of jewelry, and carefully wrapped them and put them close to him. Empty into Baoshan is not his style.

Murong Duan is much more free and easy, the difference is that in addition to the software that she used as a belt, there is also a jar of wine in her hand. A jar of medicinal wine steeped in a wine glass with a thick pheasant's neck aged for hundreds of years.

Xie Shence glanced at Murong Duan, the best woman in her heart and the best equipment with the best attributes, full of blood and blue.

Murong Duan looked at Xie Shence, who was carrying a big package, and asked, "After you go out, how are you going?" ”

Xie Shence said: "Revenge." ”

"You can do that here, too." Murong Duan's kind reminder.

Xie Shence's face remained unchanged and said, "No, there are helpers outside, it's easy to do." ”

Murong Duan laughed.

Xie Shence scolded the madman. Well, in the heart.

Early the next morning, the two of them packed their bags and walked to the depths of the Imperial Pavilion.

The two walked through the golden and silver hillside, walked through the man-made river flowing with mercury, walked past the giant dome filled with pearl chalcedony, and walked past the tiger and leopard python skin that would turn to fly ash with just a touch of it.

The more he went inside, the more Xie Shence found that the scope of his activities during this period of time was actually only a small piece of the core of the Imperial Pavilion.

Every brick, pillar, tile, flower, grass and tree all have a great background. It's just that those plants have grown crazy, at least Xie Shence has seen several times that the top of a big tree that cannot be surrounded by five or six people has broken through the eaves of the palace and grows towards a sunny place.

The further you go in, in fact, the farther you go to the edge, the darker it becomes, and that's normal, because the middle is where you can see the sun.

I don't know how long it took, maybe three hours, or four hours, in short, Xie Shence felt that the chicken in his stomach last night had become energy after the energy was consumed, Xie Shence found a cruel fact, he didn't bring anything to eat, and the road seemed to be far away.

Moreover, he didn't eat breakfast.

With a faint fishy smell wafting from the front, Xie Shence swallowed his saliva, and Murong Duan was eating chicken legs again. Damn, in fact, this chicken leg was taken out by Murong Duan long before about a stick of incense, and it was roasted by the torch all the time, and it was completely hot at this time, so he started to eat it.

Made, I didn't see her anywhere to carry chicken legs when I left

The chicken that I ate before was undoubtedly a delicacy at this time, Xie Shence coughed several times intentionally, and pretended to be relaxed and said a few times It is so fragrant, what are you eating, Murong Duan ignored it at all.

So the atmosphere was awkward.

Xie Shence walked deep and shallow, knowing that he was a little dazzled by hunger, Murong Duan handed over a chicken leg, sneered and continued to lead the way.

At that moment, Xie Shence, who was eager to chop Murong Duan, swore that he had thought about setting up an everlasting lamp in the temple for Murong Duan.

"How?" Murong Duan asked coldly.

Xie Shence finished eating the chicken legs in three or two bites, sighed and said, "It's a loss." ”

"By the way, where are we here?"

Murong Duan said: "I just left the Zhengde Gate. ”

Xie Shence, who was so hungry and had no strength before, didn't pay attention to a few doors at all, turned a few corners, and subconsciously asked, "How do you know?" ”

Murong Duanhui glanced at Xie Shence, and said as if he was explaining to an idiot: "Because, this is modeled after the layout of the Great Chu Imperial City. ”

"How do you know the layout of the Great Chu Imperial City?"

Murong Duan ignored it, Xie Shence touched his nose, and said in his heart, I just asked, isn't it like this?

The space was getting smaller and smaller, and Xie Shence looked up one time only to find that the soil on his head was only a zhang high from the top of his head.

While Xie Shence raised his head, he also found that the top of his head was obviously reinforced, and it was painted with colorful paintings, all of which were the lines of the Da Bed Dynasty, and the narrative also had an obvious Chu style, and there was even an insert of Hu people and grassland horses.

At this time, Xie Shence suddenly remembered that it seemed that during the period of guarding the mausoleum in Yangzhou City, he saw in a book in the Xie family's sealed library that the palace of Yan Kingdom was built in imitation of the layout of the Great Chu Dynasty. So Xie Shence suddenly became clear about why Murong Duan knew so much about the layout of the Imperial Pavilion.

Xie Shence, who was still walking behind Murong Duan's buttocks, didn't expect that this mountain was actually boiling. It's just that they are on the inside and don't know what's going on outside.

A knife flashed, blood flew, and a short old man with a hunched body pinched his throat and said: "Be careful, don't let one go, according to the rules, five taels of silver and a head, the small ones are all working hard, and the miscellaneous family looks at it in their eyes." ”

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen sturdy men rose and fell in the woods like hares, and disappeared after a while. The old eunuch wiped the blood on the knife, glanced at the horsemen who took off their mandarin duck clothes not far away, and were only wearing hardcover but still accompanied the mandarin ducks and knives, and smiled.

In the distance, Tiqi Baiqi, whose face was so gloomy that it dripped, angrily "baht" a mouthful of spit, scolded the eunuch, and then looked in another direction.

In other parts of the mountain, there are countless scenes of killing, confrontations, chase and flight, killing and being killed, all played out everywhere.

(PS: Slightly ambiguous chapter names.) ）