Quietly, the night breeze blew into Han Xing's chamber through the open window. The only source of light in the room was a candle on the table. Under the blowing of the night breeze, the candlelight kept fluttering, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

"Come out, it's just the two of us here!" The man sitting on Han Xing (chuáng) said in a deep voice. The rest of the brocade guards were already under the command of this thirteen masters, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the hazy night.

Han Xing only felt deceitful when he heard this, so he still held his breath and stared, pressed his hand on the hilt of the broken heart sword on his waist, and did not make a sound. I thought: Don't poke my head out, he'll give me a one-size-fits-all! It's too unjust to die like that~

Seeing that Han Xing didn't react, the man sitting next to the (chuáng) knocked on the board hard, and said angrily and funny: "Do you think I didn't see you?" I know you're under (chuáng), come out, Han Xing! ”

Han Xing's last bit of luck was finally swept away, but instead of choosing to get out of the man's feet, he rolled out from the other side, jumped up (shēn), pulled out his broken heart, and pressed it against the man's throat.

"If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't have taken all the people on the side of (shēn)!" The man didn't care about the blade of the sword against his neck, and said calmly.

This is also Han Xing's most doubtful point, it stands to reason that he and this thirteenth master have an enmity with each other, and the other party will never be able to make himself feel better. But the person in front of him is faintly helping himself~

Moreover, under the (shēn) place (chuáng) before, the lights were dim, but now Han Xing saw the man's appearance clearly by candlelight:

He is a young man in his thirties, with a white face and beard, a square face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he doesn't look like a villain no matter how he looks at it. The most important thing is that they are like the vicious Thirteen Masters in Han Xing's memory!

"Who the hell are you? Why, you, the king (eight), were resurrected by your eldest brother again? Han Xing brought the sword edge a little closer and said coldly.

"You know a lot! Presumably Yu Song Sanyuan told you, right? I've heard them talk about you! The majestic young man chuckled.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you! If it weren't for you, the good thing that disturbed the resurrection of the king would not have been my turn to take his place! ”

Han Xing was shocked when he heard this: In this way, this person turned out to be not the thirteenth master?

"Han Xing, take a closer look, who am I!" The majestic man smiled and took the candle from the table.

Han Xing looked at it again and again, but in the end he still didn't find any clue, but the man in front of him was very unfamiliar, not to mention that he hadn't known a few people from the Celestial Empire over the years!

Seeing Han Xing's thoughtful and meditative look, the young man chuckled and said, "It's too~ I've been separated from you for nearly ten years!" Now my appearance and temperament can be described as reborn compared to the original. It's not surprising that you don't recognize me! I'll tell you the truth, I'm He Qiang! Now it ranks last in the thirteen Taibao of Jinyi Wei, and the people of the rivers and lakes call it [Thunderbolt Thunder Fire]! ”

"He Qiang?" Han Xing was shocked when he heard this.

"It all started when I left the riverside and entered the infinite world! But to make a long story short, after I entered the infinite world, because of my outstanding performance and proficient in the preparation of gunpowder weapons, I was valued by the third master and entrusted with a heavy task to join the Jinyi Guard! He Qiang briefly summarized.

"It's you!" Han Xing immediately put away his broken heart when he heard this.

"When you meet an old friend, you still don't show your true face?" He Qiang also seemed to be worried that Han Xing was pretending, so he asked Han Xing to reveal his true colors.

Han Xing immediately changed back to his original appearance, but it startled He Qiang, he probably thought that Han Xing was wearing a personal skin mask or something, but he didn't expect Han Xing's face to squirm like thousands of insects.

"You're a lot older! Han Xing~" Seeing a few wisps of hoarfrost on Han Xing's sideburns, He Qiang sighed with emotion.

"How is Wang Pengfei?" He Qiang asked again, and the two immediately reminisced.

It turns out that both Han Xing and He Qiang have been in the drama (qíng) world for more than ten years, so the two are now a little different! No, as soon as I talked about the events of the year, I became familiar with it.

"When I first saw you in the martial arts arena, I thought those devil terminators under you were familiar! Later, when I heard that the prisoner's name was Han Xing, I guessed that it was you, so I volunteered to come! I just didn't expect you to stay here after I informed you in advance! To tell you the truth, your hiding skills are terrible, even if you hide on the beams of the house, it is better than hiding under (chuáng)! In case you are discovered, you don't even have a chance to escape~" He Qiang said with a smile, he didn't forget to comment on Han Xing's hiding skills and gave him a pertinent bad review!

As he spoke, he bent down, picked up an inconspicuous pebble from the ground, and shook it in his hand, saying, "Who do you think threw this stone in?" ”

"I said, Brother Han, did you really assassinate the Emperor?" As the two recalled the friendship (qíng) of the past (rì), He Qiang's title for Han Xing became more and more intimate (rè). Now Han Xing is really a serious brother~ He is almost fifty!

"It's not! To tell the truth, I am still a relative of the emperor of the Han Dynasty! The Emperor Taishang is also my ancestor~ I and the emperor may still be cousins! Han Xing didn't plan to tell the truth, although He Qiang was an old friend, but people's hearts were separated from each other. Even the ancestors who are connected by blood can pit themselves, let alone an old acquaintance!

"So you didn't kill the Emperor?" He Qiang asked in some surprise.

"Of course not! If the emperor doesn't die, maybe I can get a prince to be~ Why did I kill my own food and clothing! My glory and riches, but I can count on him as an old man! Han Xing said with a look of pity.

"If you hadn't killed the Emperor, why would you run away?" He Qiang asked.

"Nonsense, it was just me and him who were there at the time, and he died inexplicably! I stepped forward to check on his (qíng) condition at the time, but was seen by a little eunuch, and the guy shouted directly: Assassin King Kill Driver~ Assassin King Kill Driver~ I can't jump into the Yellow River and can't wash it! If you don't run, if you don't run, I'll wait to be executed by Ling Chi? Han Xing didn't have a good airway. This is the truth, Han Xing did not kill his old ancestor who was a cheating father.

"But as far as I know, the Emperor Taishang died by sucking his mana and internal power dry!" He Qiang asked with burning eyes.

"Do you think I look like I can absorb stars** or the Northern Pluto Divine Skill? I don't know any martial arts at all! Han Xing said very simply.

He Qiang took Han Xing's pulse, nodded slightly, and said, "You (shēn) really don't have the slightest trace of martial arts cultivation!" Your steps are vain, the sun is sunken, and your limbs are limp ······"

Before he could continue, he saw that Han Xing's face was already as black as the bottom of a pot, so he stopped, and then asked, "How are you going to leave?" ”

"Hide in Tianjing City for a few days, and then consider escaping when the wind has passed!" Han Xing replied.

"No! I'll admit, you're smart! If it weren't for the emperor's use of the immortal treasure and locking your location, we would never have thought that you would choose to hide in Tianjing City under the dark! He Qiang said.

"Magic weapon? No wonder! Han Xing immediately understood. His seamless disguise turned out to be seen through by a magic weapon.

"Long story short, you must leave Tianjing City before tomorrow! That magic weapon is aimed at the same person, and it will take a day to cool down before you can lock your location again! He Qiang said urgently.

"Not in time?" Han Xingzhang, the second monk, was puzzled.

"Tomorrow before one o'clock in the afternoon!" He Qiang explained.

"But how do I get out? On this day, the capital is now surrounded like an iron bucket, I am neither a birdman nor a pangolin, how can you let me escape? Han Xing was embarrassed.

"Actually, if you want to leave Tianjing City, there is another way!" He Qiang suddenly smiled slightly.

"What's the solution?" Han Xing's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Gongyuan!"

"Gongin? You're not suggesting I get out of the toilet, are you? Or let me dig out of the pit? Let me tell you, this kind of thing (qíng), I won't do it to death~ I'm not Song Jiang! Thank you for not being sensitive! Vomit~" Han Xing immediately pinched his nose when he heard this, but he thought of the Gongyuan who was "out of Gong".

"What do you want? The Gongyuan is the venue for the Han Dynasty's Talent Ceremony! He tried to express the meaning of the Gongyuan in a crepe-like way.

It can be seen that Han Xing is still covering his nose with disgust, He Qiang has no choice but to sigh, "I guess you don't understand either!" I'll just say it straight~ Gongyuan is not a pit, it is a place for exams! Of course, in the infinite world, the role of the Gongin is to enter the world of drama (qíng)! Now you get the idea, right? ”

Han Xing immediately understood that the role of this tribute courtyard in the East was the same as the prayer room of a church in the West!

"Every country (rì) held a township test, a county test, and there were many people involved, with your ability, mixed in the flow of people, it should not be difficult to enter the tribute court! By the way, this inn is safe for the time being, don't go out on the street before dawn! That's all I say, Brother Han, take care, the green mountains don't change, and the green water flows forever! Let's meet again~" After He Qiang pointed out the way out for Han Xing, he arched his hand towards Han Xing and hurriedly left.

After He Qiang left, Han Xing followed his instructions and stayed in the room until dawn. Only then did he dare to blend in with the flow of people who got up early and groped towards the street.

This time, our "Little Prince of COS" changed his dress up again, wearing a green robe, a square scarf on his head, and his meticulously groomed white goatee, which really looked like a poor old man with a good head and a poor old man.

He came to a breakfast stall and asked for a bowl of soy milk and two white steamed buns. While eating, he asked the direction of the Gongyuan in the boss's hall: "This old man, dare to ask how to go to the Gongyuan?" ”

"I said, this gentleman~ Look at you, you are also a decent person who has read poetry and books, why do you want to go to the place of Gongyuan?" The elderly boss served a bowl of bean curd to the guests at the next table, then turned around (shēn) and asked.

This question can be said to have knocked Han Xing down! What kind of place is Gongin? That's the place where the imperial examination is taken, and the scholar goes to the Gongyuan, isn't it the same as going to the restaurant when he is hungry?

Seeing Han Xing's face (qíng), the old man smiled slightly and explained, "This gentleman, this is the first time you have come to this Tianjing City, right?" ”

Han Xing immediately borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, nodded, and put on an open face to ask for advice.

"No wonder mile~ Today's world is different, people like you should go to Chongwen Hall, this tribute courtyard, but it is a place where some five big and three rough men come and go!" The old man tugged at the sparse yellow beard on his chin and said.

"I don't know, where is this tribute courtyard? I'm just a little curious~" Han Xing smiled slightly.

"Since you have to go, don't say that the old man didn't persuade you! Walk straight along this street, turn left at the third entrance, and you'll be there! With that, the old man beckoned to the new guest.

After Han Xing finished eating, he gave the old man a small piece of silver, and said bluntly, "Don't look for it!" So he went in the direction that the old man said.

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