The slum is huge. Tang Sha dangled inside for a while.

She tried her best to cover her face with her hair, and her back was slightly bent down.

According to the news given by Gu Goudan, there are forces in the slums. Large and small, it can be regarded as a small river and lake.

Among them, the most powerful is the wave that came to make trouble this time. claims to be the Black Tiger Gang, and the boss is called Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was the queen of Chen Jiang, an official of the imperial court. It was Li Weiyuan's deputy back then.

Li Weiyuan's incident involved many people, and Chen Jiang was naturally among them.

Chen Jiang's crime led to the raid of Chen's home. Chen Jiang's son Chen Yu is naturally also living on the streets.

Although Chen Jiang made a mistake in this matter, he paid great attention to education.

At that time, Chen Yu was just a weak crown year, but his attainments in martial arts were extremely high, and it is said that even the first emperor praised him.

Later, Chen Yu wandered the streets and subdued a group of his own forces in the slums.

From his current behavior, it can be seen that this person may no longer be the person he used to be.

He was not as lucky as Tang Sha, and no one pulled him, so he was naturally full of depravity.

But evil is evil. A tragic past cannot be a reason to hurt others, otherwise it is revenge.

This kind of person who inflicts the harm he has suffered on others is himself a weak person and a person with a weak will.

Tang Sha searched according to the map and found the territory where the Black Tiger Gang was located.

Tang Sha just glanced at it from a distance, and it was naturally impossible for her to kill it directly by herself.

At this glance, I knew that I still underestimated the power of the Black Tiger Gang.

A separate stockade-like building has been erected here, surrounded by a fence with many uniformed men guarding the gates.

It seems that those hooligans that day were just small minions attached to the Black Tiger Gang, protected by it, and at the same time paid protection money regularly.

Although the news didn't say it, Tang Sha was very clear about the routines of these gangs. Although the times are different, they are also inseparable.

Who should Xie Chuan's injury be attributed to? Every link has responsibility.

The group of people who did it directly were naturally damned, and the Black Tiger Gang couldn't get out of it. If it weren't for their acquiescence, how could this have happened?

Of course, for the first time, Tang Sha was dissatisfied with the imperial court. But who is to blame for more? Blame yourself, your own people have been bullied, and you have been fooling around for so many years.

Tang Sha circled around a few times and then left the slum. She alone may be able to set a fire and kill a few people, but she will never be able to take out a gang.

If you want to do it, you have to be thorough, otherwise she may be unlucky.

It's a big problem that she doesn't know the people on the rivers and lakes. I haven't been here for a long time, and I haven't come into contact with this force yet.

The first contact I didn't expect to be a hostile position.

To be honest, after Tang Sha's anger, he was left with extreme powerlessness, and a strong sense of frustration overwhelmed people.

When she was twenty years old, she also felt that she had the protection of her senior brother and abbot. You don't have to be afraid of anything, you can do anything.

Even if he is injured, there are senior brothers who will help him behind his back. No matter what happens, as soon as you turn around, there will be a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and there will be someone who will hold you in your arms and comfort you.

originally thought that she could live well in this world alone and live herself.

But when I looked back, there was nothing behind me. In the vast world, I have no place to rely on.

Ning Xiaoming, have you become me there? Can you help me ask the abbot, ask the senior brother, what should I do?

Tang Sha walked on the street, people came and went. There are laughter, there are sadness, and more are expressionless.

Everyone has their own story, and her story is just a slightly bizarre one of Miao.

……

Twenty-first century, June 4 night, Xiuchen Temple.

"Master, I am willing to return to her, and I don't want to come back." The senior brother of the Dust Cultivation Temple frowned, and the worry in his eyes could not be hidden.

'Hui Gan' This is the name that the abbot gave her, from bitterness to sweetness.

The abbot was lying on the bed, his breath was weak. He is nearing the end of his life, and before he dies, he still wants to see Gan again.

The girl who used to revolve around him, the girl who always asked him some strange questions, the girl who didn't come back because she was afraid of leaving.

The senior brother naturally understood what his master meant. Master's affection for the little sister is even deeper than for them.

Because before Master became a monk, he also had a daughter and a family. But in the end, the family was ruined, and the master never said what the reason was.

If the heart is not wood and stone, how can it be insensitive?

"Sweet ...... Hui Gan ......" The abbot could no longer utter a complete sentence, and only repeated these two words in his mouth.

Senior Brother and the other people from the Dust Cultivation Temple gathered around the bedside. They all knew that maybe the abbot wouldn't be able to make it through tonight.

The abbot still didn't see Hui Gan again, and when he left, his eyes were fixed on the door, and he had been cultivating the Buddha for decades, but he finally failed to look away.

In the meditation room, there was no crying, only tears.

The senior brother held the abbot's cold hand, and his face was full of tears. Master, I may never be able to bring Gan back to worship You.

Because, Hui Gan, died.

He couldn't tell the abbot about the corpse that had been gnawed beyond recognition, because even he couldn't accept it.

Buddha, why don't good people die well?

……

Tang Sha tugged at her heart's clothes, and a sudden uneasiness and throbbing pain made her bend over and gasp for air.

It took a while for me to recover. Tang Sha stood up straight and frowned. Slowly raised his hand and touched his face, touching his fingertips, a coolness.

Myself, crying.

Abbot...... It's gone, isn't it?

How does she know? She didn't know it herself.

Tang Sha looked at the crystal on his fingertips in a daze. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, then twitched.

"Wow!"

Passers-by saw a beggar squatting on the streets of the Imperial City crying and tearing their hearts. Like a child who can't find a home.

At this moment, Tang Sha only felt that the big tree that sheltered him from the wind and rain in his heart had fallen.

……

Ye Chen hadn't been out of the palace for a long time, and Ye Xuanyuan would have to go back to Biansai in about a month. So of course, let him go out with him to take a walk and see the prosperity of this imperial city.

Ye Xuanyuan naturally would not refuse.

When I went out this morning, I only saw that yesterday's bun stall was still there, but there were no buns and no one.

These things were ruthlessly thrown away.

The people of the Street Division tried to get those things away, but they were moved into the palace by themselves.

"Maizhi, what's new in this imperial city?" Ye Chen looked at Ye Xuanyuan beside him absent-mindedly, and bumped him with his arm.

Ye Xuanyuan glanced sideways at Ye Chen, then withdrew his gaze, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you interested in dialogue?" ”

"Script? I am the ...... of a country" Ye Chen stopped and looked around, and said in a low voice: "I am the king of a country, how can I look at that kind of thing?" ”

Ye Xuanyuan looked Ye Chen up and down, and asked, "See less?" ”

Ye Chen blinked: "Maizhi, speaking so directly is actually a disease. ”

Ye Xuanyuan smiled and replied, "Do you have medicine?" ”

Ye Chen: ......

"Say it, ah."

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